Artist’s Notes: Here it is! My first official newly drawn art for Kinktober: Itachi x OC from my Naruto OC Series! I really enjoyed creating this, and this is definitely one of my most favourite artworks, but I guess it’s because I just love Itachi a whole lot 🥰 Anyway, I’m so excited to show you all the full versions (with extra two versions that have a surprise detail 😉), which you can find in my Twitter @ topsyturvydream (I didn’t want to put the link here because linked posts apparently don’t appear in the main tags). I’ve also written some smutty Itachi headcanons for you! Enjoy 💕

Smutty Headcanons for Uchiha Itachi

When with Itachi, you make love. Seriously, sex with him is almost always very intimate. Because Itachi (and Uchihas) love deeply, sex is one way in which he can be vulnerable towards you and express his deep feelings of love and tenderness for you

This is not to say that it’s always just making love, okay. There are times when Itachi can go rough. For instance, after a particularly satisfying training session with you – seeing you panting, flustered, and glowing from a good work-out – he’ll get so aroused and would want to just take you then and there

Itachi’s favourite body part of his is his hair (on his head, okay). He takes great care of his locks, because he loves how beautifully it grows and it low-key reminds him of mother’s soft, long locks, which leads to memories of happier times with his family

Although he’s really careful with the upkeep of his hair, definitely tug on it especially during sex. It’s the equivalent of scratching your lover on his back during sex, and it really turns him on

On that note, Itachi definitely shaves his hair down there. It’s more of a functional reason, especially since he’s always out on missions and only have limited time to clean himself up

In an AU where he gets to live happily (see: my unreleased Naruto OC Series headcanons for Itachi), he’s part of the ANBU for a longer time. Their missions are usually time-sensitive, so most ANBU members shave off their body hair because they usually don’t have the time to do stopovers and clean themselves up properly on the go

Though there are times when Itachi can’t be bothered and just lets it grow, though he still trims and grooms it

His favourite body part of yours are your eyes. Having the Sharingan, people are usually reluctant to keep eye contact with him (and Uchihas in general) even during casual conversations

Which is why, he loves your eyes, because aside from not being afraid to look directly into his, your eyes hold a whole world of stories. He loves how expressive they are. He loves reading the different emotions run through them, whether you’re staring at him lovingly, with happiness, or giving him that sultry “come fuck me” look

So, whether it’s rough, playful, or romantic and passionate sex, he makes sure to hold eye contact with you. Plus, it really increases the intimacy and intensity of loving you. Hence, his favourite positions are typically those that allow you both to maintain eye contact, such as missionary and face-off

Bonus points when you make eye contact when going down on Itachi. The vision of you with your mouth wrapped around his cock and your eyes staring intently at him will make him cum faster

One of Itachi’s kinks is Shibari, which is a Japanese artistic rope bondage. Aside from the aesthetics, Itachi enjoys the intimate connection of being able to tie you up using silk rope (his preferred type of rope) and learning more about your body

On the other hand, if you ask him to, Itachi doesn’t mind being tied up by you sometimes. Being a high-ranking ninja, he’s used to always being in control and taking the lead in missions. And in a world where the Uchiha clan survives, he is the destined heir of the Uchiha clan, so he definitely will hold a lot of influence and power. Hence, he wouldn’t mind releasing control to you, trusting that you’ll take good care of him both in your relationship and in bed

When he’s all tied up, spice with up with a blindfold and make him explore his different senses. And then, definitely edge and / or overstimulate him. It won’t take long, and Itachi will be in a euphoric state – seeing his pretty face flushing, hearing his moaning and whimpering “p-please”, holding his straining cock, and finally allowing him that sweet satisfying release

Prepare for lots of snuggling, cuddling, and kisses after sex with Itachi. If you’re both not that tired enough to fall asleep right after, you will most likely end up having deep conversations about everything and nothing. You’re basically in your own little world, basking in each other’s presence without the stresses of reality. And really, just enjoy your time together because it will be some of the best memories you will have created together

Fanfic 2020 in Review

I got tagged by @kasienda @noirshitsuji and @marvelousmsmol and I am tagging whoever wants to play!

1) List of fics completed this year in the order they were finished:

*filters own works to complete and updated in 2020*

1 - 20 of 57 Works by AlexSeanchai

nope. *adds filter to include only works of at least 1000 words*

unless otherwise indicated, these are all Miraculous Ladybug:

“don’t bake it lying down”, post-reveal Marichat vs Felix Graham de Vanily

“veracity”, canon divergence from “Ladybug” featuring Mister Bug and Verity Queen (so also Marichat, I guess)

“(no request is too extreme, if) your heart is in your dream”, in which Hawkmoth wins, for the thirty seconds or so before Emilie saves Ladybug and Chat Noir’s lives

“tell me you love me and make me believe it”, in which trans girl Chatonne Noire ropes Ladybug into helping plan her civilian self’s escape slash social transition

“kingmaker, oathbreaker”, in which Hawkmoth wins and Emilie watches her son remove himself from the family

“stay and let me watch you break it down” (Twelve Dancing Princesses), a modern setting

“set a course for winds of fortune”, in which trans girl Chatonne Noire has already escaped and Gabriel and Nathalie are trying to bring Gabriel’s son home

“we ground love in a hopeless place”, in which post-reveal Marinette’s attempt to remain resolutely not in love with her partner dissolves like sugar in coffee when they start a pun war

“ring the bells that still can ring”, in which Alya is deeply confused about why Adrien and Marinette are planning a wedding when last night both were single

“burning wishes at both ends (the cold wind and long loud wail remix)”, in which Gabriel made a monkey’s paw wish and Emilie makes another

“words cannot espresso”, in which Marinette’s OC roommate is justifiably worried for Marinette’s safety, and meanwhile Adrien takes care of Marinette

“the compromise of truth” (the chronologically second-earliest part posted to date of nine lives, snake’s eyes), in which Adrien tells his friends how he won some freedom and respect from his father

“At The Present Time”, the Ladrien/Ladynoir marriage proposal follow-up to @art-deco-shrimp‘s  “Your Presents Required”

“j'ai rêvé (so I don't have to dream alone)”, in which the events of canon must just have been a series of dream sequences, Marinette and Adrien both think, until they both arrive at Chloe’s Halloween masquerade dressed as themselves from the dreams

2) Number of words written:

ahahaha no. I am not counting all my scattered fic drafts and trying to figure out what I did and didn’t write in 2020. I refuse.

AO3 says I posted 162K in 2020. it is counting all of keeps you guessing (like any real love), which (a) I started posting in 2019 (b) is co-written by @galahadwilder​; it is counting all of my meta snippets collection, much of which was written in 2019; it is counting the Vimeo passwords for my vids. but I probably cleared 150K by a safe margin.

3) Your most popular fic:

“veracity” has a four-digit kudos count, wow, when’d that happen? this is also the 2020 work with the most hits and the most bookmarks, but “tell me you love me” has four-thirds as many comments as its nearest competitor.

4) Your personal fav:

“cannot break us, not with a thousand swords”, no question about it. this is the one in which Ladybug proposes marriage to Chat Noir via Princess Bride meme on Tumblr. (if you intend to download the work or otherwise to consume it with creator style off, you want the accessible version instead of the primary version.)

5) Your fav scene:

aaaaaaaaa

—okay so this is cheating and I know it, since Uncertain Humors (the one where Marinette/Adrien is both Orpheus/Eurydice and Theseus/Ariadne) is nowhere near finished, never mind posted (maybe I'll get “Sanguine” done to post on my birthday?)

but it is still my favorite of the year. as you might guess from that description of the story, this scene has content notes for character death:

Hell is a maze. Marinette walks.

This acrid passage has little to see but damp stone, seeming blood-stained in the dim carmine light. At about the height of her heart, the faintly glowing thread cuts through the not-clammy air; it ought to be pulsing at the same rate as the heart it's bound to. She might be able to see her own reflection if she looked down at the open sewage pipe, or at one of the puddles that now and again she splashes through, dampening the canvas of her shoes. She might see reflected what's behind her.

She remembers Mme. Mendeleiev lecturing on human physiology. In healthy humans old enough to have learned how, urination is a voluntary action: one may not know which muscles one tenses and relaxes in order to do so, and probably isn't paying attention to those details when one is doing, but one has conscious control over whether one does. Usually. Stress and anxiety mean some people are unable to relax the relevant sphincter muscle and others are unable to stop themselves. It's voluntary for cats, too: it's one way they mark their territories. Cat-boys have other ways.

There is a moment in every human life when all one's muscles relax at once. Some Parisians have had several such moments.

The thread is braided with itself around her left fourth finger, rows of tiny red half-hitch knots, and falls loosely over the back of her hand to loop twice around her wrist. She holds it wrapped between the fingers of her right hand to keep it at a constant tension, as though knitting with this insubstantial thread, so fragile for something two (two dozen, two million) lives hang from—too thin to sew with, no thicker than one strand of his hair. As she walks, she winds it around and around and around her wrist.

Between her ring finger and her right hand, it loops twice.

Marinette's shoe lands in a puddle she didn't see. The rainwater splashes soundlessly onto her bare ankle and on the stone.

(With cat-like tread, upon our prey we steal— It's a very loud song.)

She walks on.

6) A fic or scene that challenged you:

where the firelight fades, no contest. this is the second story I’ve ever been able to stick with more than a couple hundred words past the 20K mark, but it’s easily the twentieth novel-length I’ve begun. (though also, you know that kedreeva post? well, 90K later, I’m less than 15K from completing this 10K fic! I think.) and I have been learning so much about long-form fiction.

there has also been a lot of weeping and tearing my hair. case in point: I just trashed the chapter 15 draft because I figured out the reason it wasn’t going anywhere! I can probably keep the first few hundred words of that draft without any editing, and another few hundred with some revision...

7) A line of writing you’re proud of:

from “j'ai rêvé (so I don't have to dream alone)”:

Everything about their partnership is fragments of sentences in the dream diary Adrien writes in ultraviolet pen. Disjointed flickers of thought even when examined under the black light he hides in the snack cabinet under packets of Super Yoyo sandwich cookies and bags of cheesy Monster Munch potato chips and boxes of petit écolier butter cookies (chocolat noir)—none of which explains the gym-socks smell. All fleeting incoherent flashes, invisible between the mundane lines of La Modification shelved at his bedside between Leroux and Dumas. None of it is solid. Adrien has more proof his room's haunted.

okay let me break this down for you!

* Adrien started a dream diary to make sense of the memories

* in invisible ink, in a book that (according to Wikipedia) is thematically appropriate and won’t (if Gabriel sees it) look like anything other than Adrien developing an interest in French literature

* shelved between Phantom of the Opera and The Three Musketeers

* look I didn’t come up with the name “black light”

* or “chocolat noir” for what English speakers call “dark chocolate”, or “petit écolier” (that is, “little schoolboy”) for that sort of butter cookie

* also not my fault that “chocolat noir” sounds remarkably like “Chat Noir”, which, attentive readers may have noticed, is not a name that appears in the story after the header and before Miraculous Cure

* I found the website of a store in Boston, Massachusetts that caters to French expats, and the yo-yo cookies and the monster chips were right there in the photos, y’all

* the snack stash and the black light live in the cabinet where, in canon, the Camembert lives; yes, that cheese smells in the real world like gym socks

* this story’s akuma was not able to affect anything but squishy human memory: nobody affected remembers anything about Ladybug or Chat Noir or Hawkmoth, not in any solid way, not even when they read news articles about the subject, and this includes Marinette and Adrien not being able to see or hear or remember their own kwamis—but you know what Adrien’s Insta post about his poltergeist and Adrien’s Insta post with the floating sock don’t show and don’t explicitly refer to?

* I love this paragraph so much (my housemates may have been lovingly mocking me over it)

8) A comment that touched you:

there are people (y’all know who you are) who said y’all are studying my style. I ded of blush.

9) Something that inspired your writing:

by volume of fic drafts that can be blamed on any particular person, the winner is probably @norakwami​

10) Your proudest accomplishment (that one scene; finally finishing that one fic; posting your first fic; etc):

so that longest-story-ever-written record I set in 2007 with the 89.5K story that, till where the firelight fades, was the only story I’d gotten much past 20K?

I broke that fucking record!

and then I deleted the draft of firelight chapter 15 😭

11) Do you have any writing goals for the next year?

I’m starting work on a fantasy novel, a Sleeping Beauty retelling in which I explore (among other things) the economic consequences of the king’s ordering all the spinning wheels burned, and I want to make significant progress on that. and I want to not make my hands any worse; I kind of need those!

(breaking news alert: bodies fucking suck. so does giving yourself repetitive stress injuries in doing one and a half to two people’s worth of work for an organization that was never ever going to pay you more than one person’s worth of pay.)

SC Season 7 Fest rareships/gen roundup!

We were so excited to see how many rare and gen fics and works there were in @scseason7​ -- a significant increase from previous fests! We've compiled a list of the fics that featured predominantly, or solely featured rare and gen ships and characters. There are a few fics listed below that also include David/Patrick, but we felt that these works equally or more so showcased lesser-seen ships and characters. 

Happy reading!

Alexis Rose’s Guide to Finding Yourself in Five Easy Steps by wrathofthestag, Alexis-centric, T, 3663 words Summary: Can Alexis find her New York self? According to a magazine article, she can do it in five easy steps—but does she already have the key to what she’s looking for? A little bit of introspective Alexis.

all i need is to see your face by huddlers-and-hiddlers, Alexis/Twyla, Gen, 1535 words Summary: Alexis has doubts. Twyla knows how to soothe them.

[art] Asbestos Fest (Week) 2019 by sspaz1000, Schitt’s Creek Ensemble Summary: After the success of Singles Week Jocelyn decides to make Asbestos Fest a weeklong celebration of the town.

Assistant Direction by bigficenergy, Stevie & Moira, Stevie/Ruth, T, 2378 words Summary: Stevie's lazy morning with Ruth is interrupted by repeated phone calls from Moira, who is nervous about her first day of filming the Sunrise Bay reboot and simply must talk to Stevie.

Baby, Gotta Say It by middyblue (daisyblane), Stevie/Alexis, E, 15,980 words Summary: Several months after they hooked up at the wedding, Stevie and Alexis go for a drive.

Business/Casual by treepyful(treeperson), Stevie/Ruth, M, 8968 words Summary: “I’m afraid we only have the one room left, Ms. Budd, and it’s a single queen.”

Common Ground by moirarosesroses, Patrick & Ronnie, Gen, 2267 words Summary: Ronnie heads to Rose Apothecary looking for relief from the flu, but David's kind gesture suddenly falls to Patrick.

Don’t worry, it’s his sister by cromarty, Alexis/Twyla, David/patrick, G, 1854 words Summary: “So, you’ll obviously be getting real save the dates as soon as we get them back from the printer but you are officially invited to our wedding on September 3rd!”

“WHAT?!” David yelps.

“Oh, David, must you be so loud? What could possibly be wrong with the date, you’re not even traveling, and you can close your little store whenever you and Patrick choose!” Moira says over the sound of Stevie snickering.

“That’s my anniversary!” David says, throwing his hands up in exasperation.

Five Stars by sonlali, Ray/OC, Gen, 1905 words Summary: Ray visits a coffee shop in Elm Valley to expand his clientele base and ends up meeting someone new.

Flood, Flounder, Flourish by treepyful (treeperson), Patrick & Ray, Gen, 5042 words Summary: When a pipe had burst and flooded Ray’s house earlier in the week, Patrick had known immediately what he had to do.

in calm or stormy weather by singsongsung and sonlali, Alexis & Patrick, David & Twyla, Alexis/Twyla, David/Patrick, T, 4441 words Summary: On National Siblings Day, Alexis spends the day with her favorite brother Patrick, and David bonds with Twyla.

David: Why are you at our house, Alexis? Alexis: because i have a whole day planned for us david!! David: Why? Alexis: because it’s NATIONAL SIBLINGS DAY!

[Script] “Family Reunion” by Five678patty and pants (smarty_pants), Gen, T, 5253 words Summary: S07E14 Synopsis. There’s something familiar about David and Patrick’s new employee and nothing familiar about the new Café Tropical. Moira has acquired a stalker who follows her to town.

The Honeymoon by alldaydream, Rose Family, T, 11,333 words Summary: Just as David and Patrick are about to go on their honeymoon, a break in at the store ruins those plans and forces them to turn back around to Schitt's Creek. David handles it as well as you'd think. Meanwhile Alexis is in New York beginning her new job at Interflix with a slight snafu, Johnny is trying his best to influence future entrepreneurs, and Moira makes a new friend on set.

Many the Miles by doingthemost and singsongsung, Twyla/Alexis, T, 7996 words Summary: On the weekend Twyla is supposed to visit Alexis in NYC, Alexis gets a cold. Twyla goes anyway.

Mine Own Weak Merits by treepyful(treeperson), Stevie & Moira, Gen, 3644 words Summary: When her phone buzzed with a silent call for the third time in eight minutes, Stevie debated throwing it out her open window.

money, money, money (it’s a rich man’s world) by hullomoon, Stevie & Johnny, David & Johnny, Johnny/Moira, Gen, 2518 words Summary: When Stevie mentions hiring someone for the financials during a meeting, Johnny worries it'll be another Eli situation

The Moira Rose Story by wrathofthestag, Johnny/Moira, Gen, Art + 60 words Summary: It's the poster for the upcoming, and highly anticipated, Interflix movie The Moira Rose Story.

A New Dawn, A New Day by bibliopan, Mandy (the teenager David watched for Wendy) & friends, T, 16,383 words Summary: Mandy Greenhorn, former step-daughter of Wendy, gets her first job working at Rose Apothecary over the summer. She learns about customer service and more than she ever imagined!

No Place Like Home by moirarosesroses, Alexis & David, Alexis & Patrick, Gen, 2094 words Summary: Alexis adjusts to a new way of life in New York without her family or friends from Schitt's Creek.

Nothing Good Starts in a Getaway Car by dawndust, Patrick & Alexis with some side Patrick/David, T, 5619 words Summary: During a time of crisis, Patrick learns what it means to have David and Alexis as his family. *mind the tags on this one*

Rosebud Motel Group PR + Merch! By hullosweetpea, Gen, FANART Summary: PR and Merch designs for the Rosebud Motel Group [Art]

[art] The Roses Reunited by frizzlenox, The Rose Family, Not Rated Summary: The Rose family poses for a portrait at the Emmys when Moira is nominated for Sunrise Bay.

a sense of expectation hanging in the air by hullomoon, Stevie/Ruth (main), Alexis/Twyla (background), with other friendships, M, 6548 words Summary: Stevie starts to realize she has feelings for Ruth. How long though, will it take for her to tell Ruth that?

The Sniffles by awildone, Johnny/Moira, Johnny & Stevie, T, 2246 words Summary: Johnny Rose doesn't get sick, except for when he's in California, & they're not just allergies.

Street Lights, Big Dreams, All Lookin’ Pretty by doingthemost, Alexis/Twyla, David/Patrick, Stevie/Ruth mentioned, T, 11574 words Summary: Alexis and Twyla say they're just friends. But people who are "just friends" don't tickle each other's necks with their eyelashes – right? During one family vacation to New York, David and Patrick make a bet to answer this question and more. (David has a lot of feelings about being back in New York along the way, but that's not a big deal. We don't have to talk about that.)

They stare when you walk in the room (yeah, we’re lookin’ at heaven) by yellow_bird_on_richland, Alexis/Twyla, M, 9281 words Summary: [Alexis]’s not exactly surprised to find herself gravitating toward Twyla when more and more hopeful suitors approach her as the night goes on. Plus, Twy’s her guest. The horde of guys hitting on her? They’re so not invited back to her place. It’s then that she realizes. She doesn’t just wanna take Twyla Sands home. Like all the boys surrounding them, she wants to take Twyla Sands home.

Third Annual Schitt’s Creek Singles Week by lastchancecafe, Ray/OC, David/Patrick, Alexis/Twyla, G, 2653 words Summary: Patrick had watched Ray go on plenty of first dates over the years. He approached them with the same enthusiasm he gave a new business venture. Patrick can remember sitting next to Ray on the floral couch in his early days with David. The three of them enjoying Rom-Coms and ice cream. Ray and David had ranked the grand gesture scenes each time. Patrick recognized the unnamed longing and been happy to fill the role for David. He’d never stopped to think that his boss/landlord turned friend was still looking for someone to do the same. ----- Love is in the air at the Third Annual Schitt's Creek Singles Week-will Ray finally be lucky in love?

Worth Fighting For by steviebowles, David & Stevie, T, 4706 words Summary: David and Stevie have the biggest fight of their friendship. Neither of them is used to having a best friend, and they don't know how to fix it or cope. Patrick and Twyla help out.

Disconnected-Chapter Seven (Luke Hemmings)

Summary: In an alternate universe where everyone has a soulmate, Luke and his soulmate share the rarest of them all. Some people have matching tattoos, others feel each others pain/emotions, but mental connections are the least common. The connection that Luke and Lynn share is that they can hear whatever song the other is singing. When they are close together they will be able to hear each others voices but for the meantime, they can only hear the recorded versions.

Pairings: Luke Hemmings x Lynn Corby (OC)

Warnings: A few cuses 

Content: Just you wait...

Featured Songs: None

“Hey, what’s on your schedule for today?” Kylie asked while barging into Lynn’s room through the connecting bathroom door.

“I’ve got laundry, a few errands, and a yoga class in the afternoon, why?”

“Okay let me be a little more specific, what are you doing tonight?” Kylie rephrased.

“Um nothing so far, were you thinking of doing something?” Lynn asked while combing out her strawberry blond hair, dripping fat drops of water from the shower.

“Well my sister is coming in tonight,” Lynn nodded remembering Kylie’s younger sister Avery, the wilder of the two with eyes that made the moon dull. “Well she’s been begging me to take her to the bar downtown-”

“Wait, hold on a minute. You’re not seriously thinking about taking your fourteen year old, underage sister to a bar are you?” Lynn frowned placing both of her hands on both of her hips. Water trickled down her t-shirt.

“Well-”

“And not just any bar, you want to take her to the bar that I am trying to build a reputation in, a reputation that says sweet, mellow, down to earth singer songwriter. Not law breaking alcoholic who brings children to bars.” She said gesturing wildly. Invisible air quotes were dragged through the air with her bare fingers. “I’m not supporting this, no.”

“She’s sixteen but she’ll be seventeen in a few months. Besides she has an ID that says otherwise. Avery can pass for older and you know it, plus it would only be once this visit.” defended Kylie.

“This visit?” Lynn’s head tilted to the side, not believing the words coming out of her roommate’s mouth.

“You know what,” Kylie said. “Just forget I even mentioned it.” she finished, her voice giving hints of anger and frustration.

“Believe me, I will. I can’t believe you even suggested that.”

“I just thought you would want to have some real fun instead of sitting here at home with a stick up your ass.” Kylie mumbled as she exited the room.

Lynn stood there, jaw dropped, shocked at Kylie’s words. They hadn’t had a real fight since they moved in together over a year ago. While that might not have even counted as a fight, Lynn was feeling like their friendship was damaged a little. She knew that she liked to be tidy and tame while Kylie liked to be messy and have her fun. That’s why they worked so well together, they balanced each other out. Together they made an amazing team, but Kylie and Avery were partners in crime, nothing could stop them, which was probably why Kylie had gotten so defensive.

Lynn thought about apologizing but then stopped herself. Why should I have to apologize for something I didn’t do wrong? Kylie is the one who wanted to take her baby sister drinking. I only told her that it was not a responsible thing to do. Kylie is the one who said that I had a stick where the sun doesn’t shine. If anyone should be apologizing, it should be her.

Lynn heard the front door close followed by a car engine roaring up a few moments later. Either way, Lynn was not getting up to go apologize at that moment, especially not for something that she hadn’t done wrong.

***

“Feel like getting a drink?” Luke asked Ashton, waking the older man that had been sprawled out asleep on the couch.

“A drink, right now?” Ashton sleepily questioned, wiping the residue from his eyes while peering up at the Luke. The man he considered his little brother, despite the height difference.

“Well no, not at the moment. But I want to go downtown and explore a little bit, see a few shops or whatever. I figured I would bribe you to come with me if I promised you a drink at that bar we passed on the way here.” suggested Luke.

“You make me sound like an alcoholic.” Ashton told him.

“So are you in or not?”

Ashton thought about it before giving in. “Alright, I guess I’ll go with ya.”

“Cool. I’m heading out in about half an hour.”

“Goodness Luke, what’s the rush? We’ve got all week.”

“I don’t know.” Luke shrugged. “We haven’t really done anything since we got here which is nice but I’m also feeling a little cabin fevered. I’d like to get out for an afternoon.”

“Well I won’t argue with that.” Ashton yawned and sat up on the couch to reach for his phone on the coffee table to check the time. “What’re Mikey and Calum doing?”

“They left about an hour ago to get a few groceries. They should be back any minute. They’re going to come with us.”

“You sent Michael and Calum out to get groceries? They’re not coming back any time soon.” Ashton stated flopping back onto the couch. “Calum will get lost and Michael won’t have a clue where anything is.”

“They’re adults, they’ll be fine.”

“So are you Luke.” stated Ashton.

“Are you saying that I wouldn’t be able to pick up a few basic groceries?” Luke questions

“No, all I am saying is that there are more efficient ways to shop than the ones you are familiar with.”

“Is that so?”

“You know what I mean.” Ashton looked up at Luke. Luke wasn’t buying anything he was saying. “You have your own ways to do things, and then there are the more normal ways, the ways that take less time.”

“Ashton just stop, you’re digging yourself a hole.”

“Yep.” Ashton shut up immediately.

Luke turned to walk out of the room to put his phone on the charger for a quick top up before they left. He glanced out of the window, watching as a few birds picked through the grass in search for their next meal. Luke thought about how some birds mated for life, about how one would die of malnutrition if something were to happen to the other. Birds had soulmates that they chose for themselves. They didn’t have to play the cruel game that fate had arranged for the human population. The game that had driven some people to believe that it wasn’t worth it, to spend their entire lives looking for someone just because fate said they connected. People over centuries had given up hope. Some had spent their entire lives looking for someone, only to find them and one of the connectors died within days. The thought of it broke Luke’s heart. He’s heart yearned for someone he’d never met before.

***                            

Luke, Calum, Ashton, and Michael found themselves wandering the streets of downtown Sadowa. They had parked the rental in a parking lot behind a post office and decided to walk around, enjoying the simplicity and serenity of the town. They’d checked out a few stores that adorned the walkway advertising arts, flowers, wooden carvings and other small trinkets that seemed to cater to cottagers rather than the locals. Calum and Michael bought ice cream in the ice cream and fudge shop while Ashton and Luke had gotten a cardboard box of French fries to share across the road at a restaurant decorated to look like a food truck. They all sat on the longest bench in front of the restaurant and ate in peace. Ashton was taking pictures and posting a few on his Instagram story while Michael tried to get Calum’s ice cream onto Calum’s nose by telling him that the ice cream smelled sweeter than what they had back in LA. He was successful in doing so. Calum had ice cream on not just his nose but his lips and chin as well thanks to the help of Michael’s hand. Snap: another picture for their social media.

Luke people watched, absentmindedly putting the fries in his mouth. He observed as an older couple walked hand in hand with a pair of small children at their sides telling them about their friend from school. Half a dozen boys with shaggy hair and snapbacks who looked to be about twelve or thirteen raced down the mostly empty street on skateboards with one girl in a blue and pink helmet in tow. Two girls with identical wild, dark curly hair giggled as they walked into another store across the street. Everyone around him was happy. The remainder of the sun felt nice on his face. A dog was tied up across the street while its owner went into a store. Luke wondered if his soulmate liked dogs. What would he do if they were afraid of Petunia, or allergic?

Luke was pulled out of his train of thoughts when a little girl approached them with what appeared to be an older sibling or babysitter.

“Hi there.” Calum was the first to speak up.

“Um hi, I’m Amy.” the little girl told them. “Are you guys in a band? My sister went to a concert in Toronto a while ago and you guys look a lot like her pictures.”

“Well Amy, we just so happened to be in a band.” Ashton told her. “We’re called 5 Seconds of Summer. My name is Ashton, this is Calum, Michael and Luke.” They all waved to her smiling; rarely did they have little kids approaching them. “What’s your friend’s name?” Ashton asked referring to older girl who had followed Amy, but hadn’t torn her eyes away from her phone.

“That’s Elizabeth, she’s my cousin. Lizzy’s visiting for the week.” Elizabeth looked up momentarily at the sound of her name but went back to her phone once she saw that she wasn’t needed. “She has a secret special friend that she is texting, but I’m not supposed to know that.” Amy whispered to them making them all laugh.

“Did you want a picture with us to show to your sister then, to make her jealous?” Calum asked. Amy thought about it for a moment before nodding her head eagerly making them laugh once more. She pulled an iPod touch out of her pocket and signalled for them all to squish in close so she could take a picture of them.

“Okay one, two, three pizza rolls.”

“Pizza rolls!” the four of them chanted smiling for the camera. Amy giggled and jumped up and down a few times.

“Okay now your turn.” Luke told her. “That’ll really make her jealous.”

“Okay!” she agreed. “Elizabeth can you come take a picture for me?” Amy asked her cousin pleadingly.

“I’m in the middle of something, later.” the cousin responded.

“That’s okay, we’ll do like one big group selfie.” Michael suggested. The boys all bent down to her height and crowded together, letting Amy in the middle. They took a few pictures and then a few goofy ones. Lastly they took a short video saying hi to Amy’s sister and thanking her for coming to their concert.

After a few minutes, Elizabeth had called Amy back so that they could get home for dinner. They said their goodbyes and went their separate ways.

“So how about that drink?” Ashton nudged Luke gesturing to the small bar across the street. By then the sun had disappeared behind the buildings. Their food was long gone and they’d continued walking with no particular destination in mind.

“You sure you don’t want to get a sandwich first, or maybe a book for some hammock reading.” Luke teased.

“No it’s guys time, get me a beer.”

***

“So wait a minute, Lynn knows who her soulmate is but she’s not doing anything about it?” Avery questioned her sister as they sipped away on some vodka mix that literally tasted pink.

“She says that just because she has an advantage that it doesn’t mean she should use it.” answers Kylie.

“Bullshit!” stated Avery, “I’d kill to know who my soulmate is. It’s literally all I want in life.”

“I know, I know.”

“So if she knows who they are, but they don’t know who she is, how’d she even figure that out? Did she catch them singing or something?” Avery wondered aloud, half to herself, half to her sister.

“Yeah, something like that. I’m not allowed to give specifics but I can tell you that he’s not from around here.”

“So it’s a ‘he’ then, and he’s not local.” Avery took a long sip of her drink emptying the glass. “Lynn hasn’t really got much to go on now has she? She’s basically got herself any guy who wonders through here. Lynn knows nothing about him but she’s decided to let him go, Ky, that just doesn’t sound like her.”

“Believe me; Lynn knows more about this guy than most people should know about their soulmates before they meet.”

Avery frowned at her sisters words, not quite understanding what she meant. Maybe this guy was in trouble with the law or something. But regardless, wouldn’t she still love him and want to be with him? It’s just not natural to not.

“So she’s heard some not so nice things about him then.” Avery stated questionably.

“No no, not like that.” Kylie said knowing how her little sister thought, “If anything Lynn’s kinda intimidated.”

“But it doesn’t matter.” Avery half slammed her empty glass on the counter out of frustration. Every head turned within a two table radius of them but Avery didn’t care. She was never one to give a damn about others opinions.

“Hey, try to keep it down.” Kylie told Avery, “We’re technically not supposed to be in here so don’t draw any extra attention to us.”

“Kylie! A soulmate is a soulmate and you can’t change it. Lynn is being incredibly stupid to not go after him.” Avery continued her rant, “She’s being selfish. Not only is she hurting herself but she’s also hurting her soulmate. Lynn is being stupid.”

“Avery enough,” Kylie shapely stepped in and put on her big sister face to stop her little sister before she said something worse. Avery had a tendency to speak her mind without giving consideration of other people. “That’s my best friend you’re criticizing, show some respect. You also don’t know the full story. There’s a lot more to it but it’s none of your business so watch it.”

“Kylie are you even listening to yourself? Lynn is-”

“Lynn is taking her time and trying to do what is best for her and Lu- I mean her soulmate. You are in no position to judge her for this. When you are older and both you and your soulmate are ready to meet, then perhaps you will begin to understand how stressful this is for them.”

Avery, as fiery as she was, backed down once she saw how fiercely Kylie was defending Lynn’s decision.

“Okay, okay. I’m sorry. You’re right.” she sighed subconsciously rubbing her left shoulder, a nervous habbit. “I don’t understand the situation. I guess I got a little jealous of Lynn. Seriously Ky, all I want in life is to find my soulmate and live out our lives happily and healthy.”Kylie had heard Avery say that a million times but this time she was as sincere as she could get.

“I know you do.” Kylie’s voice softened when she saw her sister’s change of attitude. She reached over and placed her hands atop of Avery’s, a communication of emphasis that both of them understood. “You’ll find them, I promise. If we have to ask every single person if they have your matching tattoo then so be it.”

Avery chuckled at the thought. “You know, now I’m really jealous of Lynn because it would be far easier to find her soulamte if they walked by. All she would have to do is match up the voice.” A bartender came over and brought each girl a new drink. “With me, it’s more difficult because I can’t say ‘Hey, take off your shirt and let me see if we have matching tattoos.’”

“Now that would be interesting.”

“My soumate could be right under my nose and I wouldn’t even know it.” Avery pouted.

Before Kylie could respond, her jaw dropped. In walked four young men that were one hundred percent tourists. Clad in leather jackets, half unbuttoned button ups and black boots, there was no way in hell they were locals, along with the fact that Kylie had never seen these people in the small fifteen hundred person town before. But it wasn’t the jackets, boots or even funky styles of hair that caught her attention. It was the piercing blue eyes that belonged to the tallest blond. The blue eyes she recognized to belong to her best friend’s soulmate. In walked Five Seconds of Summer and where the hell was Lynn!

Avery turned to look at what had caught her sister’s attention only for her own jaw to nearly hit the counter. Her head whipped back.

“Is that-”

“Yes, be cool, there’s something I need to tell you.” Kylie commanded, using her eyes to silently beg her sister to listen for once in her life.

“We’ve been talking in this bar for the last hour and you want to tell me something now.” Avery sounded near shrill as she questioned her sister. “Five freaking Seconds of Summer just walked in and I want a picture, tell me after.”

Avery pushed back her bar stool to get up but Kylie was faster. She caught Avery’s wrist before she could leave, squeezing enough to tell Avery that it was serious.

“Sit back down.” growled Kylie under her breath, “There’s something I need to tell you about them that involves Lynn and a little bit of us.”

“You’ve gotta be kidding me.” Avery arched her eyebrow, clearly indicating that she didn’t believe Kylie.

Kylie leaned over the table to speak to her sister without the listening ears of others. She already didn’t want to tell Avery but it would be the only way to keep her quiet, maybe. If other people found out, it could ruin their moment.

“Promise me you won’t say anything when I tell you.”

“Nope.” Avery shook her head, “You’re up to something. How are you not freaking out? Your first celebrity crush just walked into the bar!”

“Avery I need you to trust me.”

“I don’t get it.”

“Just. Trust. Me. Two zambucca.”

“Two?” Avery repeated questionably.

“Two.” Kylie confirmed.

“Two has never been on the table before meaning that this is serious?” All Kylie could do was nod her head, lost in thought. Serious was an understatement. This was life altering.

Kylie sighed letting go of Avery’s wrist to rub her temples. She glanced over at the vacationing musicians. The three blonds were talking about something that must have been funny because all of them wore three award winning smiles. The one she knew as Calum was looking in Avery and Kylie’s direction seemingly lost in his own mind. After a few seconds he must have realised that he was starring and flashed the girls a nervous half smile before turning back to his group.

“Okay here’s the deal. Lynn’s soulmate just walked in.”

“Lynn’s soulma- wait what? Why are you just telling me no- ohhhh you mean....” Avery nodded her head at the band with eyes as wide as saucers.

“Yup.” Kylie confirmed.

“So that’s why Lynn was so scared to-”

“Mmhmm.”

“Well we have to tell her!” Avery whisper shouted.

“No no no, no you can’t.”

“Well why the hell not?” demanded Avery, her hand flew to her left shoulder once more. A nervous habit she’d had since she was still in elementary school.

“It’s Lynn we’re talking about, you know, the only one of us who thinks things through logically. We can’t just call her up and say ‘hey roomie, we just ran into your soulmate, remember him? That guy you’ve been avoiding for about a year. Why don’t you come down and meet him?’ Lynn would freak out. She’s not like us, we do things impulsively, she’s a thinker. Lynn has to think about every step and everything in between. She won’t just jump into things like you and I do.” Kylie finished, reaching for her drink she stole another glance across the bar and then back to Avery.

Avery was silent as she thought about what her older sister had told her, a million ideas running through her head.

“Do you think we should do something? They could be leaving tomorrow, then it’ll be years before Lynn and whoever it is connect.” said Avery, “I don’t suppose you’ll tell me which one is her soulmate would you?”

“Not a chance. I’ve already told you more than I’d like to have.” A few silent moments passed before Avery broke it, not being able to stand the slight tension she felt.

“So what do we do?”

“I have an idea.”

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Through The Looking Glass Pt. 8 - MLQC Lucien x Eirie (OC)

Hearing movement from another room, Lucien finally stopped his staring and started fiddling with Eirie’s phone once more.

It was bad enough he was sitting in her room. Her dad already disliked him immensely. Who knows how he’d react if he found Lucien staring at her while she slept.

Even if there was something oddly fascinating about the way her colors still glowed ever so softly in the dark.

He was browsing through her Tumblr with a soft smirk on his face (seriously, she’d written a lot about him, and not all of it innocent either), when suddenly there was a pounding on her door. He blinked at the sound.

“Eirie, time to get up. It’s Thursday.” Her dad called into her room before stomping off.

She sighed, curling tighter in her blankets.

Lucien, feeling mischievous, leaned so his face was right by hers and murmured, “Time to get up, silly girl.”

She hummed happily and whispered his name so softly, he almost thought he’d imagined it. “…Lucien…”

Hm. She appeared to think she was dreaming of him.

So he blew in her ear.

She shot up right after that.

She stared at him, rubbed her eyes, blinked some, stared some more. He chuckled.

“Have you already forgotten that I’m here by your fervent wish? Come on, apparently Thursdays are important for you to get up so early.”

She rubbed her eyes again with a sigh. “Yeah. I have doctor stuff every Thursday.” She got up slowly, stretching her aching joints. “What are you going to do today while I’m gone, though? I’m not allowed to bring guests to the clinic…”

He smiled at her, eyes dancing in the half-light. “Oh, I can keep myself occupied.”

Eirie and her father had left. Her clinic was not far from his work, and so he brought her in on his commute.

Sure they were gone far enough, he set his plan in motion.

She’d taken her phone with her, of course, but during the night he had used his impeccable memory to memorize the route he needed for his little adventure today. Wrapping his labcoat around him tightly, he pocketed a spare key and left the house, his long legs striding confidently down unfamiliar streets.

It was lucky for him that she was not far from a train station. He fingered the money he had in his pocket. It wasn’t much - whatever he could manage out of her father for his purposes. It was enough, however.

He bought his ticket and waited. The train would be here soon. And he would much prefer not to miss it.

Soon enough, he was breathing in the autumn air surrounded by students.

Pebbled Bridge University. How convenient there was a research school a short train ride away.

Moving deftly through the bleary-eyed students on their way to their 8 AM classes, Lucien made his way to the Neuroscience department as though he had not a care in the world.

He quickly found the department head’s office door and knocked gently with his knuckles. “Come in!”

Ah, good.

Lucien stepped in, his labcoat rippling around his legs as he smiled at the older gentleman. “Hello, Dr. My name is Professor Lucien…”

They spent a while talking about neuroscience and research and other such matters before the department head changed the subject. “So, Professor, why have you stopped by today? Are you new to the campus?” “In a sense. But I saw that you had a job opening, and I was wondering if I could apply.”

“Oh, be my guest. You certainly know your stuff. I just need -“

“Ah, yes,” Lucien interrupted, moving to and locking the door. The man blinked. “That’s where we have…Something of a problem.”

The older gentleman, wary, raised an eyebrow at him. “And what problem would that be?”

Lucien sat in a chair, steepled his fingers and smiled at him.

“I’m not supposed to exist.”

The department head was even more incredulous than Eirie’s father had been, at first. But in the end, as a man of science, he ended up easier to convince. He had the proof with him - he’d printed out the art, the game’s title page, even the start of his own wiki page. To add to it, he’d had his wallet when he’d fallen asleep on that couch, so he also pulled out his ID from Loveland University, and the bills of currency that no one on this Earth would recognize.

The gentleman was staring at the proof, stunned.

“…How? How is this possible?”

Satisfied that the older man finally believed him, Lucien replied simply. “A wish.”

The gentleman stared at him, repeating his words blankly. “A wish.”

Lucien nodded. “A woman in turmoil who loved this game, loved me, made a wish in the deepest part of the night from the depths of her soul. I know by all accounts it should be impossible and yet…” He gestured to himself as if to say “but here I am.”

The department head nodded slowly, still processing.

“And that’s why I need a job.”

The department blinked again, adding this to this pile of things he had to work through in his mind. “It is?” Lucien sighed softly. For such a smart man, this department head was slow on the uptake, wasn’t he?

“She’s sick. She can’t work full-time and she’s trapped in an abusive home. How am I supposed to support myself, support her, support us, without a job?”

The gentleman mulled this over, crossing his arms. “Well, you certainly appear knowledgable. And in…your….world…” He struggled to get that bit out before continuing, “You were a researcher, you said?” “Yes. The department was named after me, actually.”

The gentleman’s eyebrows shot up at that, seeing how young the man in front of him was.

Well, then. No matter what the dimension or world or whatever this man was from, he simply needed to be on the team.

“Alright then, let’s start the paperwork.”

Lucien smiled. “Let’s.”

The gentleman had some strings he had to pull for false documentation but said he “knew a guy who knew a guy.” Lucien didn’t comment on the odd turn of phrase and left his newly-created email for him.

“Alright, in a few days we should have everything set up.”

“Thank you, Dr. Now, if I could just ask one more favor?” The gentleman blinked. “And what would that be, Professor Lucien?”

“I need a work computer and the ability to work remotely.”

The doctor stared before remembering the young man’s earlier words. “Because of the girl?”

Lucien nodded. “Because of the girl.”

The doctor sighed internally, knowing this would be a mess to deal with. But, the man was gifted, there was no doubt about it. It would surely be worth it.

“Aright. Come with me. We’ll get you set up.”

Lucien smiled, standing smoothly and putting his hands in his pockets. “Excellent.”

Soon enough, he was walking through the campus of his soon to be workplace, ID badge already made in advance and in his pocket. In one hand was a laptop bag with his new work computer. In one of the inner compartments was an advance on his first paycheck. He smiled, checking off a few things off the list in his mind.

He was very pleased with himself indeed.

He took the train back the way he’d came. He walked back to Eirie’s home, let himself in, put the key back in its place and returned to her room after leaving his shoes with the rest by the door. He smiled at the sight of his large shoes next to her small ones, saving it in his mind as he walked up the stairs.

He began customizing the laptop to his preferences, and before he knew it he heard a door opening downstairs. They were home.

He heard her running up the stairs and smiled to himself. Silly girl.

She bounded in, her father hot on her heels and obviously annoyed. “Lucien!”

He smiled at them both. “Welcome home.” She blinked, tilting her head. Her father frowned.

“Where’s that laptop from?” Her father practically barked it at him.

Lucien smile grew. “It’s my new work computer. I’m going to be a researcher at Pebbled Bridge.”

Her dad looked nothing less than shocked, despite being told yesterday that getting a job was part of his plan.

Eirie beamed at him.

“By the way…” Lucien couldn’t resist the smirk as he looked at Eirie’s ever-fuming father.

“I’m going to need to go to a store soon. I need a phone and clothes other than what I’m wearing, of course. Basic things.”

“And who, exactly, is going to pay for that?” The words were practically spat at him and Eirie winced.

Lucien’s smirk never wavered as he pulled out a mass of bills, enjoying the shock on their faces.

“I am, of course. And,” he added, his eyes twinkling as he gazed upon Eirie’s lovely features, “I think a certain someone deserves a treat. Don’t you?”

Answer ALL of those in the ask meme you reblogged (or just cocoa if you're a coward)

oh you have no idea how badly I wanted to do this already I was just waiting for the opportunity... and you have given it to me you FOOL! now I have a reason to continue procrastinating on my homework

lantern - how did you meet your best friend? What were your first impressions of each other?

‣ I had just joined my first ‘good’ RP guild on World of Warcraft. She was sitting in the same building as me when my character was interviewed. I thought she was very cool but also very intimidating... I wanted to be friends with her but I was also an IDIOT and very new to roleplay so I kind of hope she remembers little of that time... We sort of fell out of contact for like 5 years but I followed her deviantart account and always added her art to my favorites because it was very CUTE and GOOD... anyway by sheer coincidence we ended up in a guild together again after many years and got to know each other more and now I think I would die if my best friend was anyone else

frost - if you could give some advice to your younger self, what would you say?

‣ man, high school doesnt matter. literally nothing matters as much as you think it does. it’s OKAY. stop caring what people think of you because it’s only going to give you depression and no one likes that. it’s okay. trust me. just chill. skip school once in a while

maple - is there a hobby / skill that you’ve always wanted to try but never did?

‣ I’ve always wanted to learn sign language... I’ve also wanted to learn like, blacksmithing or woodworking but I’ve never had the opportunity or tools to do so :(

harvest - what fictional character do you most identify with? Why?

‣ normally I would list one of my OCs but that’s cheating. I’d have to say Luna Lovegood from Harry Potter, she seems the most like me. I’d LIKE to identify as a cool protagonist but I don’t have the protagonist personality

fireside - if you had your dream wardrobe, what would it look like?

‣ cloaks and cool leather jackets and long flowing coats that make me look cool as FUCK. also dresses with pockets PLEASE I just want a semi-casual dress with functioning POCKETS PLEASE also I would love to have some nice boots and leggings that are a little thicker and don’t show as much as the flimsy ones. Coats/leggings/boots are just nice. I like shirts that are flowy and breathable, kind of like tunics

cider - a food that you disliked as a child but now enjoy?

‣ onions, mustard, peppers, broccoli, guacamole. basically no one ever cooked them for me when I was a kid then I grew up and realized that cooked vegetables are delicious as FUCK

amber - share an unpopular opinion that you may have.

‣ I’m really tired of seeing all the anti-cop posts. My dad is a wildlife law enforcement officer and one of the best people I know, and this whole new view on police has made his job a lot more dangerous. I understand that some cops are horrible people but the majority of them are really kind and unique individuals once you get to know them. Most of them dedicated their entire career to helping others, even if it means getting into dangerous situations. you can unfollow me for this if you want

fog - how well do you think you’d do in a zombie apocalypse scenario?

‣ I wouldn’t die instantly because I’d immediately run into the wilderness and hide instead of raiding stores where the outbreak is literally happening, but I’m not great at living off the land so I’d probably eat something poisonous and die of a disease or starvation a couple weeks later. If I somehow found a good food source or had something to hunt with I’d be alright.

jack-o-lantern - if you could look like any celebrity, who would you choose?

‣ jameela jamil...

spice - have you ever encountered a house that you believed to be haunted?

‣ no

orchard - share one thing that you’d like to happen this autumn.

‣ I’d like to pass all my classes and maybe get A’s and B’s... I’d also like to just be happy for a little while. Maybe get the hell out of my dorm but I don’t think that’s likely to happen. Most other years I’d say ‘fall in love’ but I really just am not ready for that right now. OH wait I’d like to receive 1 million dollars please

crow - which school subject do you wish you had an aptitude for?

‣ CHEMISTRY. holy shit

bonfire - describe your dream house.

‣ a few minutes outside a town with everything I need like a grocery store, hospital, etc. A BIG spacious house in the middle of the woods near a waterfall with a rustic cabin design. Pine forest, one big window in the living room so I can look out at the mountains and watch it snow in the winter. Lots of comfortable furniture, a sectional couch, a big kitchen so I can do a lot of cooking and a big bedroom with a king sized bed. A jacuzzi. One room is like a giant playroom for Zuko with lots of perches and toys and ropes so he can just have the time of his life. My large bedroom also has a nice window with a view of the mountains and a windowseat in front of it. The living room has an electric fireplace. I have a couple guest rooms so I can host people and the basement has a bar where we can have little get-togethers.

cinnamon - if you had to live in a time period different than the present, which would you choose and where?

‣ idk I kind of like the present. we have all these nice things we don’t normally have. I’d say like 10-20 years into the future maybe but I have no idea what the world is going to be like then sooo... maybe not. I wouldn’t want to live without the internet and running water and all the comforts I have now, though

cobweb - (if you’ve graduated) do you miss high school?

‣ I... miss parts of it. I miss the drama club in the high school I went to before I transferred. I had a lot of great memories there and sometimes I wish I could go back. And I miss the friends I made there that I don’t really talk to anymore. I don’t miss ANYTHING about the school I actually graduated from, that place was hellllllllllllll

cranberry - what’s one physical feature that you get complimented on?

‣ I think... hair? Usually when I get compliments it’s just general about my appearance but I think I’ve heard hair mentioned before

maize - share the weirdest encounter you’ve had with a stranger on the street.

‣ I haven’t really had street encounters since I don’t talk to anyone when I’m walking, but I have a few wild stories from when I worked at mcdonalds. One person came through the drive thru with 2 monkeys that tried to climb into the restaurant. Another person raved to me about how Google was taking over the world (they were right). Another person pulled up and I was about to hand them their food and the conversation went like this:

him: [grinning at me] you see the person in the line behind me?

me: yeah haha why? [hands him his food]

him: she looks like madam mim from the sword in the stone [laughs and drives away]

there are truly some cryptids out there.

quilt - how do you take your tea (or coffee)?

‣ I like iced tea in the summer and hot tea in the winter. With coffee, I prefer frappes in the summer and in the winter I drink a lot of mochas or regular coffee with just. so much creamer

pumpkin - do you think that humans are inherently good or bad?

‣ I think humans are inherently good, or at least neutral. We’re very social animals and for society to survive we have to be kind to one another so that we stick around, I think. Bad behavior seems to be learned.

moonlit - are you a neat or messy person? Is your room / house orderly?

‣ I am... neutral. I used to be VERY messy but now I’m mostly clean. My own area can get a little disorganized but I never encroach on anyone else’s space.

flannel - have you ever gone on a bad date?

‣ One. I met up with this guy and he talked about himself the entire time. Other dates have been pretty neutral, I wouldn’t say I’ve had many ‘good’ dates either.

cocoa - if you could have any type of hair, what colour and cut would you have?

‣ I used to want really long red anime hair, and I still kind of want that. I haven’t dyed my hair in a while because I want to see what my natural color looks like before I dye it again. Lately I’ve considered cutting it to shoulder-length but I think I probably won’t. I like red hair (dark red, not the natural red) but I’ve always REALLY wanted to try silver hair. If I couldn’t do silver, I’d do rose gold. For those colors I have to get it professionally dyed though, and I’m really cheap... so if I can’t walmart dye it, it’s gonna be a while until I get what I want.

ghost - is there someone that you miss having in your life?

‣ I guess my cat and bird are still in my life, but I can’t have them in my dorm, and that sucks. I miss a few of my old friends, but not that much because I have better friends now. It’s really weird not having my grandpa around anymore. He wasn’t a great person but I’ve never gone to a family gathering without him. I think that’s going to be weird to get used to. I wish I had a supportive significant other that I just click with but usually my luck is awful with relationships so I’m not going to try anything like that for a while.

Feelings

Plot: After a few months of just being friends, Jaehyun decides to take your friendship with him to the next level… if you’ll let him. 

Characters: You (OC) and Jaehyun Genre: Fluff, pure fluff Word Count: 1.5k A/N: A non-Monsta X fic dedicated to my friend @sapphirebluejae and her love for NCT’s Jaehyun and 127′s song Touch! I hope you like this fic love, I made him very flirty for you~

Credits to the gif owner!

The sky was filled with stars, twinkling brilliantly over the large city of Seoul. The Han River practically glittered in the starlight, the world slowly moving as couples came and went along the waterside.

The weather had been pretty crummy but there wasn’t a cloud in sight and for that, Jaehyun was grateful. His gaze was soft and serene, his smile ever-present as he turned to look at you.

You caught his gaze and tilted your head. “Jae, what’s on your mind? Are you feeling okay?” You placed your hand on his forehead, worried. You were having a picnic by the water with him and although the food was delicious, Jaehyun had been strangely quiet the entire time.

He smiled and placed his hand over yours, lacing your fingers together with his. “I’m okay. I was just thinking about something.”

“What were you thinking about? Nothing dirty, I hope.” You grinned, raising a playful eyebrow at him as he gave you a bright grin.

“Nothing like that. I’m a pure soul.” Jaehyun pretended to bow his head as his dimple poked from his cheek.

“Whatever you say.” You rolled your eyes with a fake gag and pushed his arm gently. “Tell me what’s on your mind, Saint Jae.”

His gaze grew tender as he poked your nose with his fingertip. “Tell me. How many dates have we been on since we met?” His voice was curious, light and gentle on your ear.

The question threw you off guard. Rubbing your neck and avoiding his eyes, you shyly mumbled. “We’ve known each other for about 3 months. So… around 5 or 6 dates.”

“You make it sound like we’ve committed a crime, having so many dates together.” Jaehyun laughed, nuzzling his nose against your neck in content. “That means I must be doing something right.”

“You’re not that unbearable to be with.” You pushed his head away with a smile, a smile that never seemed to fade whenever you were with him. “You’re a pretty good chef and you always pick out the best places to hang out.”

“I’m flattered that the hospitality major is content with my services.” He placed his hands over his heart with a goofy grin and an exasperated sigh.

The two of you had met in your local community college. You were hospitality major while Jaehyun was a performing-arts major. The two of you had met in the library one day, accidently bumping into one another while trying to grab the same book. It sounds cliché, but Jaehyun immediately tried to ask you out and you humbly declined. After a week, he decided to take you on friendly outings and you both became good friends.

He had huge aspirations to be an actor in Hollywood so he was always studying acting techniques, posing and expressions whenever he could. You always thought he had his head in the clouds, but learned that the two of you were more similar than expected and clicked easily.

You were always doing your best in hopes of working as a travel guide, or even owning your own hotel one day. You loved to give people the best customer experience and making them happy, even if it’s for a short duration. Plus, you had a dream of traveling the world, so the job itself would allow you to find happiness as well.

“You’re truly an interesting man, performing arts major.” You tugged at his ears gently, earning a small pout in return. “You could have anyone in this school’s campus and yet you want me. Do you just have a thing for nerdy girls?”

Jaehyun looked at you for a moment, brushing his fingertips along your cheek. You closed your eyes and nuzzled to his touch before he pulled away. You looked down and found him moving to lay down, resting his head on your stomach in a way that made your heart skip.

“That’s such an odd question. I’m not the kind of guy to waste my time doing things I don’t want do. I genuinely like being with you, no matter status or rep. You know that.” Jaehyun’s eyes were open and honest, despite the flash of hurt that flashed across his irises.

“I’m not trying to offend you or anything.” You quickly apologized, rubbing your neck as you avoided his eyes to gather your thoughts. “It’s just… I’m not the most feminine girl. I like to wear jeans and t-shirts with beanies and chucks. And I’m hardly ever cute or affectionate, don’t guys like that? I mean, I just… I don’t know.”

You fell silent, slowly bringing your eyes to his. You took a deep breath and searched his eyes before whispering, “Why me?”

His expression finally melted into a fond one, his eyes playful as he poked your nose. “I think the real question is, ‘why not you’?”

Your heart began to race in your chest, a feeling that wasn’t uncommon around Jaehyun. “W-What do you mean?”

“In case you didn’t notice, I’m not like other guys.” He smiled, his lips curled in a familiar way that brought a similar smile to your own lips. “I don’t like following trends, I’m an easy-going guy who prefers to just live life while I have it. I want to have fun, follow my dreams, maybe be an amazing actor one day. And I want you.”

You looked down at your hands before pursing your lips in a pout. “You make it sound so easy…” You muttered under your breath.

“It’s not complicated.” Jaehyun countered with a chuckle. He tilted his head, his eyes roaming your every feature before stopping at your lips. Then, he slowly brought his eyes to yours.

“I want you.” He whispered. “I want to be with you. Every date we go on has me thinking of you to the point where I think about you everywhere I go. I’ll pass by pastry shops and wonder ‘will she like this’, or walk by a Vans store and contemplate buying you every pair of blue slip-ons and platforms because I know how much you love the styles. You literally drive me crazy in the best way and I don’t want to stop feeling the way you make me feel.”

You were silent for a moment. Then, a sniffle. Following that, a hiccup.

Jaehyun’s eyes widened. “A-Are you crying? I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to offend you!” He quickly grabbed a napkin and started to dab at your eyes, his face filled with worry.

You slowly placed your hand over his to stop his movements. You let out a soft laugh as you rubbed at your eyes with your sleeves. “You’re truly something else.”

“Why?” Jaehyun asked, trying to move your hands so he could go back to cleaning your face.

Once again, you stopped him, meeting his eyes with a small smile. “You would be the kind of guy that would wipe someone else’s tears while you confess. You’re one of a kind, Jaehyun. It’s one of the many reasons I…”

“One of the reasons, you?” Jaehyun asked softly, not trusting his voice.

You bit your lip and hit his arm with a whine. “How am I supposed to confess to you after what you just said? You set the bar too high and I’m gonna be subpar! My confession is all basic nonpoetic in comparison!”

Jaehyun usually would’ve had a snarky comment to reply with, but he was silent for aa moment as his eyes grew wide. “Confession? Does that mean that you like me too?”

You puffed your cheeks as heat spread to your ears and to your chest. “Of course I do! You make me feel normal, you don’t try to change me yet you make me feel so special. Everywhere we go together becomes more special to me, because I’m with you. I… honestly can’t remember the times before I met you, or when I was comfortable without you by my side. You’re everything to me.”

A gentle silence filled the air around the two of you as people passed by. They were in their own worlds on their own dates, while you and Jaehyun’s worlds were slowly molding into one as he placed his hand over yours.

“With confessions like ours, we’ll go down in history one day as the cheesiest couple.” Jaehyun finally said, attempting to steady his heartbeat roaring in his ears.

You cracked a smile and laced your fingers with his, safe and secure. “As long as you get to play yourself in the live-action version of the tale.”

“Only if you’ll direct it, or maybe play the damsel in distress?” He teased as he leaned in close.

You met him halfway and nuzzled your nose against his. “I’m no one’s damsel in distress. But if you touch your lips with mine, I’ll make every chase worth it.”

“Cute. You’re my finish line and dream come true. But I’ll chase you every day if I have to, just to see you smile.” He whispered.

And the kiss you shared that night, under the stars, was truly the sweetest. Or perhaps, it was the kiss after that. You and him shared many from that day onward, your hand never leaving his. It seems like dreams really do come true, don’t they?

A/N: I hope you all enjoyed! My blog is mainly MX, but let me know if you have any requests from NCT or a few other groups!

Blood and Gasoline - Chapter 3

Type: Mafia!AU

Group/s: Mainly BTS, Got7, Blackpink

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader (OC), Jikook x Reader (OC)

Safety: NSFW

Warnings (Whole Fic): Swearing, Violence, Prostitution, Misogyny/Anti-Feminist Views, Torture, Smut, Non-Con/Rape, Death, SOME Fluff

Word Count: 3.3k

Masterlist

Y/N was awoken the next morning to the sound of yelling. At first, she was scared and confused about as to where she was but then she started to recall everything that had occurred in the past 48 hours.

“So it wasn’t just a dream…” she whispered to herself and checked her phone for the time. 7:30 am. Pulling herself out from between the soft sheets of her new bed and slowly walking over to her door, she pulled it a jar. She was vaguely able to hear the yelling with a little more clarity but in her sleepy haze, she couldn’t register any of the words themselves.

Despite her curiosity, Y/N made the decision to stay in her room until the yelling stopped. Mainly so she didn’t get into trouble on the first proper day of her new life. Instead, she wandered back over to the bed and scrolled through her social media’s absent-mindedly. Once the yelling had come to a halt, a slam of the front door shook the household. The argument must have been important for when Yoongi pushed her door open gently 15 minutes later, she could see the rage and stress still written all over him.

“How much of that did you hear?” He asked, obviously trying to remain calm.

“None, Sir. Well, nothing that was understandable. It was all unintelligible noise from up here.” Y/N responded, trying to keep an aura of peace herself. All he did was give a curt nod before taking in her appearance. The tight shorts that could pass as underwear and low cut tank top easily made his breath catch in his throat. It definitely didn’t help that she hadn’t thought to wear a bra either, the draft caused by the open door causing her nipples to harden slightly in response. Y/N thought nothing of it, having never worn a bra to bed. He pulled his gaze away and gulped slightly before talking again.

“Go get a shower and come down for breakfast. It’ll be served in half an hour.” he made a move to leave before adding “Oh and, Y/N, wear your dance gear. You’ve got a performance tonight and need to practice with the others. You’ll start immediately after breakfast.”

After 10 minutes figuring out how the shower worked, Y/N washed and dried herself as quickly as she could. Once she was fully clothed and her hair was dry and tied up, she ventured out. She was surprised to see Yugyeom waiting for her at the bottom of the stairs.

“Morning,” he drawls, obviously still half asleep.

“Good morning, Yugyeom.” she giggles back as he yawns.

“Come on, let’s get you to breakfast.”

“Are you not joining us?”

“Unfortunately, no. I have some other…stuff to do before tonight”

“Stuff?” she laughs

“Stuff.” he replies, not a hint of amusement in his voice. She decided not to question him further and stayed silent as she walked by his side to the dining room. Passing the living room where she had spent the previous evening, she smiled slightly to herself. After another few feet, they reached a large mahogany door. The man next to her pushed the door open for her and gestured for her to enter. As soon as she stepped into the room, the door shut behind her, making her jump, and Yugyeom was gone.

Waiting for her, sat around a large square wooden table with an array of breakfast foods on, is Yoongi and the dancers she recognised from the club. Yoongi barely acknowledged her existence, only gesturing to the seat next to him and grumbled something that sounded like “morning” as he glared at something on his phone. She took the seat and immediately dug in, trying to eat away her nerves about meeting the girls. Over the numerous nights at the club, Y/N had noticed how snobbish the girls could be to the other people in the club. She would rather not be on the receiving end of one of their bitchy comments first thing in the morning.

“Good morning, Y/N,” spoke a perky voice that forced her to look up and face the girl that had spoken. She had hair dyed a fire orange falling to hang to just below her bust with a block fringe cut just above her large dark eyes. “I’m Lisa,” Her grin caused her cheeks to puff up a bit making her look rather cute. Y/N gave a meek smile in response.

“Lisa, do you always have to be so perky first thing in the morning?” the girl sat next to Lisa spoke, hitting her arm playfully before turning to face Y/N, “Don’t mind her, she can get quite hyper. I’m Jennie,” Jennie, had long brown hair tied up into a ponytail, her almost feline-like features becoming all the more prominent. “This is Jisoo,” she gestured to the girl on her other side who also had dark hair but it was shorter, hanging to just below her shoulders. She gave Y/N a warm smile, her softer features glowing. “And this is Rosé.” the final girl had long strawberry blonde locks tied into loose pigtails by her ears. Her sweet voice gave a soft ‘hello’. Of course, Y/N new they were beautiful, having seen them perform hundreds of times, but up close they didn’t quite look real. Suddenly a wave of insecurity washed over her and she sunk into her chair a little. Rosé noticed immediately.

“Hey? Don’t worry. You’re going to fit in perfectly.” the other three nodded in response and nattered amongst themselves about re-blocking and positions as they finished eating.

It was all rather overwhelming. Y/N had expected the girls to be catty and rude to her but they seemed genuinely excited about the prospect of gaining a new dancer. She even picked up the girls’ conversation about potential solos for her. Subconsciously, Y/N glanced to her immediate right but found Yoongi still glaring at his phone and furiously typing something. She knew it was in her best interest not to ask, especially after the yelling she had woken up to. However, she couldn’t help but let her mind drift to the many possibilities of what the shouting and Yoongi’s glare where in response to. Surely being a club owner wasn’t this anger-inducing, there had to be something- She was immediately snapped out of her thoughts as the others called for her from the door to follow.

The four girls practically dragged Y/N straight to the dance studio in the basement of the mansion. There were three doors leading to three different rooms. The door at the end of the short corridor leading to the boiler room, the door to the left was the gym and to the right was the dance studio. The second she stepped foot into the soundproofed room, Y/N almost broke down in tears at the feeling of being back in a studio after so long. The dancers understood as they each remembered their own first time in the basement studio. The entire back wall was covered from floor to ceiling in mirrors. On the opposite was a ballet barre that stretched from wall to wall. The exposed beams that ran the length of the ceiling also purposed as fixtures for lighting which could be controlled from a panel in the wall next to the door. State of the art speakers were placed in each corner of the ceiling, connecting to another control unit where all of their music for warm-ups and routines were stored. A similar system was set up in the club. Each of the girls had a photo of themselves dancing in the club on a large canvas hung up on the walls.

“It’s beautiful,” Y/N breathed as she took in the space, trying her hardest to hold back her tears.

“Yes, it is. And soon enough, your photo will be hanging on these walls alongside ours.” Jisoo responded, wrapping an arm around Y/N’s shoulders.

“Well let’s not just stand here gawking at the room, let’s dance.”

The five girls launched into a tiring warm up, consisting of intense cardio and limbering, that ended with them all sweating. Y/N was surprised that she was able to keep up. Once they were all sufficiently warm, Jennie asked Y/N to show them what she performed for Yoongi in the “audition” so they would be able to place her appropriately. As soon as she told them the track name, they all raised their eyebrows in surprise.

“Are you certain?” Rosé asked as if trying to coax Y/N into attempting a different routine, “That one is difficult to perform without feeling awkward, even for us.”

“I’m certain. Play the track.”

And so they did. Y/N took a deep breath to calm herself as Lisa dimmed the lights. She felt wild as she performed and imagined herself on the club stage. All eyes on her. By the time she was finished, her breathing was erratic and she was drenched in sweat but she felt…good. When the lights came up and she saw the expressions on her new friend’s faces, she smirked to herself and sat down to calm herself. They were all looking at her as though she had just grown wings. Complete shock and awe.

“Well fuck Y/N, it’s no wonder the Boss accepted you so quickly…” Lisa muttered to herself. Jisoo and Rosé nodded in response. Jennie looked deep in thought for a minute or so before saying,

“We’re doing this one tonight. And you,” she stalked towards me “are going to be in the focal point. Front and centre.”

“What?!” Y/N exclaimed, “But that’s your spot, why would you give it to me?”

“Because you deserve it. I’ve never seen anyone dance like that before in my life.”

The other three muttered in agreement before walking over to the newbie and sitting with her.

“Seriously, Y/n that was amazing. I can’t imagine a better debut in this business.” Rosé told her in reassurance “Trust us, we’re not going to let you fall. We’re family now.”

Y/N nodded to herself and stood up smiling at them. With that, they started to re-position the routine from start to finish. It took all morning to get it perfect but it would be worth it. That morning was not only spent going over and over and over the routine, but they also took the opportunity to get to know each other better. In between runs of the routine, they would ask a simple question that we all had to answer. What’s your favourite colour? (“Red” Y/N responded - Rosé’s was baby pink, Jisoo’s was green, Jennie’s was blue and Lisa’s was purple.) Favourite film? (She told them that it was Chicago and they all grinned, it turned out they all loved it as well.) Favourite song? (This question ended with a debate over whether Bohemian Rhapsody was as good as everyone usually thinks – Y/N, Lisa and Rosé all agreed that it was, Jisoo and Jennie disagreed) They would be spending a lot of time with each other so it was a good way to break the ice.

By one in the afternoon, the dancers were exhausted but the routine was looking good. Better than good, it was near perfect. They decided to break for lunch, before getting Y/N’s costume tailored and doing a tech run at the club. Together, they made their way back upstairs to get a quick shower each to rinse off the sweat before grabbing something to eat from the kitchen, talking and laughing as they did. Y/N didn’t know why they had been so intimidating to her before. Once they reached the kitchen, Y/N was awestruck yet again. The black tiled floors matched the black cabinets topped with a white marble worktop. The island lined with white bar stools in the middle of the kitchen was the same. It felt disturbingly modern compared to the rest of the house which had an aura of grandeur about it. She took a seat next to Lisa in front of the island, facing Rosé who had immediately started to prepare sandwiches for the girls to eat.

“Rosé loves to cook. She says that feeding us makes her happy, that it’s her way of saying she loves us.” Jennie said, resting her head in her hand. She gazed at Rosé as the chef hummed to herself. Y/N could see that Lisa had also noticed and was smirking at the sight. When the food was finished, the five sat in silence as they ate – too hungry to care about talking to one another.

“Come on, let’s go get your costume tailored.” Jisoo said with a smile once they all had empty plates.

“Okay, cool. Uhm do we need to take it to a seamstress or something?” Y/N asked and the girls giggled in response.

“No no, Y/N, I’m actually the in-house seamstress. We can get the costume tailored up in your room.” Jisoo told her and stood up, holding her hand out for Y/N to take.

Soon enough, Jennie, Lisa and Rosé (all with towels on their heads from using Y/N’s shower) were all lounged on the bed watching as Jisoo fluttered around Y/N placing pins here and there. The costume was huge and shapeless on her. According to Lisa, they always by the biggest size they possibly can for the costumes because it was easy to take fabric away than to add more to it. When Jisoo was finished, the costume would be perfectly tailored to Y/N’s body and wouldn’t fit on anybody else. Y/N was a little worried about the size of the waistband but Jisoo stated that there are elastic strips sewn into all their costumes and not to worry about it.

Once the sparkly costume was pinned, Y/N carefully shimmed out of it – trying not to get pricked by a pin. Lisa threw Y/N her dressing gown to cover herself up.

“Y/N, go have a quick wash whilst you’re waiting for me to sew up your costume.” Jisoo stated as she got to work sewing up the dress by hand. She did as she was told and headed into the en-suite. As soon as the door was shut, Y/N hopped into the shower and began to scrub off all the sweat. She couldn’t have been in there for more than ten minutes, but the warm water had soothed her aching muscles so much that she felt as though she had been asleep for hours. Just as she was drying herself, she heard the girls talking and instantly became intrigued as she heard her name.

“When do you think Yoongi will tell Y/N about-?” Rosé mused before she was interrupted

“Shut the fuck up, Ro. She can probably hear you from inside the bathroom.” Jennie stated. She wasn’t wrong.

“Shit, sorry.” Rosé lowered her voice “She deserves to know if she’s sleeping in the room next door to him.”

“Ro’s right Jen, she’s going to find out eventually.” Jisoo added

“Well, it’s not going to be from us.” Jennie argued, obviously nervous about the situation. The room went silent for a moment.

“It feels wrong though, her not knowing whilst living here.” Lisa broke the silence, sounding sad.

“I know. But it’s not our job to explain it to her. Once he tells her, we can help her get through it, of course. I know it’s shit but for now, keep it to yourself. No matter how much you don’t want to.” Jennie ended the conversation. Y/N took a moment before walking back into her bedroom, pretending that she hadn’t been eavesdropping.

The tech run went by faster than she could have imagined. Y/N was tired but excited by the time they had finished rehearsing; she knew she would need a drink, or two, before being able to dance for real later that night. Luckily for her, she now had a staff discount.

Jennie, Rosé, Lisa and Jisoo were all sat at the bar doing their makeup for the night, but Y/N was still stood on the stage. She had her eyes closed in thought, going over the routine again in her head – muttering the steps under her breath and marking them slightly with her body. Once she was certain that she would be fine she took a deep breath and stepped off the stage. Having her head down as she started to make her way over to the bar she didn’t notice the man walking towards her. They bumped into one another and both mumbled apologies before looking up to see each other. Y/N felt her heart twinge and tears form in the corners of her eyes.

“Jungkook?” she asked, not believing her eyes.

“Y/N?” the man asked, his own eyes playing tricks on him as well

“Jungkook!” She exclaimed and jumped into his arms. They immediately tightened around her waist and lifted her off the floor.

Jungkook and Y/N had grown up together, they were as thick as thieves. Best friends. Completely inseparable. Until he moved away. Y/N’s 13th birthday had just passed when they found out. Of course, after he left they tried to stay in touch but ultimately lost contact when his mother, his only relative that he knew of, mysteriously disappeared. That was when Yoongi found him. She hadn’t heard from him since she was 15 and had slowly let him go. But seeing him again after 7 years was like a punch to the gut. He had changed so much - he was a lot taller, more muscley, his jawline could cut glass. No longer a boy, but a man. He was breathtakingly handsome. Yet, in his eyes, Y/N could still see that boy she had loved.

“Fuck, Y/N…” he mumbled into her shoulder as he put her down. “What are you doing here?” He asked checking over her, checking to see if she was okay with a hint of panic in his eyes.

“I work here now.” She responded giggling at his sudden panic and confusion. His eyes widened.

“What?”

“I’m a new dancer…?”

He stiffened.

By now the other dancers were watching, perplexed as they did so.

“Y/N, are you sure you know what you’re doing?” He said, trying not to completely freak out. How is she here?! I’m going to kill Yoongi for this…

“Of course. You know how much I love performing and due to my being evicted, Yoongi has even given me a place to stay in his ‘house’ if you can even call it that it’s huge-” she rambled completely oblivious to the fury growing on Jungkooks’ face as he looked over her shoulder towards his Boss, who was sitting and staring at the pair from his booth. “Wait, why are you here?”

That snapped him out of his glaring contest. Shit.

“Oh, well, I uh…” he scratched the nape of his neck trying to find the right words “I work for Yoongi.”

“Oh…”

“Y/N,” he pulled her close to whisper in her ear “You need to be careful. Promise me you won’t get in over your head.” No response. He tightened his grip on her once more. “Y/N. Promise.”

“I promise.”

He let out a breath and loosened his grip on her, but she only wrapped her arms around him again.

“I missed you.” She whispered into his chest.

“I missed you too.”

A throat was cleared from beside them. Yoongi. They quickly detached.

“Y/N, don’t you need to be preparing for your debut?” Yoongi said dryly, seething as he stroked her cheek softly. The icy glare he then gave Jungkook was enough to make her weak but the man on the receiving end didn’t seem affected.

“Yes, Sir.” Y/N quickly responded, blushing as she did out of embarrassment. Jungkook looked slightly stunned by her words but quickly covered it. Jungkook winked at Y/N, leaving her to blush by his Boss’ side, before rounding her and heading towards the back of the club.

@k-9-dog-cs made an ask list so here we gooooo 1.) How did you find ChickenSmoothie? A moderator on the German version of Howrse had a little green caterpillar pet on their profile page. I thought it looked cute and went to the website to find out what it would look like grown up. 2.) What was your first pet you’ve adopted? Since it was the butterfly wolves that brought me there, my first pet was also a bwolf. Here she is! 3.) What was your first pound catch? A queen of hearts card dog. I no longer own it, but it randomly ended up on a friend’s account so that’s cute, too. 4.) What is your current best pound catch? I grabbed a Spotted Tribal this year! 5.) What’s your favorite species? Chickens! The hens with the fluffy tail are the best. 6.) What’s your current favorite pet you own? This deer is my favourite pet on the site. 7.) If you could get a new animal species to adopt on ChickenSmoothie, what would it be? Consider: Tortoises 8.) What is your current dreamie(s)? Maybe a Dark Pink Shima bwolf? I also want to try getting a Cinnabun at some point, but I’ve been too lazy so far. 9.) Do you have any achieved dreamies? If so, which one? My dreamies were the black UR Cat, Noncoon, and GWJ. I own all of them~ 10.) What was your first list pet? I joined before the List even existed, but the second pet I ever adopted was a Nonballoon, so I guess that counts. 11.) What was your first UR? Oh man I can’t remember for sure if I got the UR Bwolf or the UR Cat first. I think it was the bwolf, because I remember trading the Moonswirl I got from the 2009 re-release for it. 12.) What was your first store pet? I think the red and yellow Androids. Not sure about it, though. 13.) Out of all the seasonal events, which one is your current favorite and look forward to every year? Advent Calendar! My birthday is in December, I always get excited to see what we get on that day. Or about picking up a new gift every day in general. 14.) 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I already used the 2013 summer event as my answer for the summer event question, so here’s two others: I remember that back in 2010-12 I was very invested in my hoards, often spending all day trying to get more pets. It was a lot of fun to compete for the (then more active) hoard records thread, especially! I met a lot of really cool people among other hoarders; it was perhaps the most social I’ve ever been on CS and it felt great to make friends. Becoming a GH in 2015 was awesome, too. Doubly so because I applied together with my friend Irisidium/aaron, and we both got picked. I think my heart stopped for a moment when I saw the message from Tess, ahah. 19.) What’s your most funniest ChickenSmoothie memory so far? April Fool’s is a blast every year, but the first ‘event’ for it in 2010 was beautiful. Nick pretended to have taken over the site; it looked like our adopts were Nick pets only, and some people got legitimately worried that Tess wouldn’t be coming back. “ Hi there everybody!!! It's Nick here I have so many fans in the "I <3 Nick" club that I decided that I don't need Tess any more. I can just draw all of the art myself! I hope you like April's pets!!” 20.) What’s one positive thing  ChickenSmoothie taught you? It’s going to be a testament to how bad I was at this IRL, but I’m pretty sure CS improved my social skills. I feel like the site encouraged me to be more outgoing, generous and considerate. I was a rather abrasive and blunt person as a teenager. Not saying CS did the job alone, but it definitely contributed. 21.) If you could be a mod, which job would you want? (General helpers, admin assistants, etc.) I was made a General Helper in 2015, and since then haven’t felt like I’d want any other position. I think it’s the best match for me! If I had to choose something else, I guess I’d like it as an Archivist. But Solloby does a fine job at that, no need for a replacement :D 22.) If you could add a whole new feature or even improve a feature on ChickenSmoothie, what would it be? I wish we had a spoiler function on the forums, mainly to make image-heavy threads easier to browse. It would be lovely if all those lists of pet images could be hidden until opened. I can see how it would tempt people to post more rule-breaking content, though... 23.) What is your favorite 2nd Gen pairing? These two were a match made in heaven. 24.) What 2nd gen pairings would you like to see in the future? This dog and either this or this one. Cyborgs, please. 25.) If you could make any new UR, what would it be? I remember talking to friends about this a while ago, and coming to the conclusion that we need more foods like the cinnabun. Coffee, maybe. I’ll take one UR coffee, please. 26.) Who are your friends and buddies on CS? I would have to name so many people, because there’s just so many lovely users I’ve met over the years. Based on which ones I talk to the most, it’d be Thalassic, Raire, aaron and torpor, as well as the GH team (including former GHs like Swiftalu, Aquila, Nadine, Simon and Seasonal). I’m active on a CS discord chat, too, so I talk a lot to the regulars there. There are more people who I consider friends, but trying to make a full list would make me scared to leave someone out :( 27.) If you roleplay, what’s your favorite roleplay you’re currently in on CS? 28.) If you roleplay, who’s your roleplay buddies? 29.) How many forum posts have you made so far? 23,568 30.) Which forum section on CS you like/lurk the most? CS Discussion, by far! I also like reading the introductions board. 31.) If you draw, what’s your favorite Oekaki board(s) you post your art on? 32.) If you draw, have you ever gotten featured? If yes, what got featured? If not, what one would you prefer to get featured? 33.) If you could add a new tool/feature or improve a feature/tool in Chicken paint, what would it be? 34.) If you draw, do you use a tablet or mouse or both? 35.) If applicable, what’s your favorite usermade adaptables? 36.) What usermade adaptables you own/made/mod/an artist of? If none, which one would you like to be an artist/mod of? 37.) What forums do you run/mod? Unsure if that means boards or threads; I’d assume threads? I technically ‘own’ the religion thread on the 18+ board, but I wasn’t the one to create the original, and there’s nothing for me to ‘mod’ because generally, if something happens on there, the actual mods need to get involved. I used to briefly be a mod for Adopt a Newbie some years ago, but school got in the way as I was about to graduate. As a GH, I don’t mod anything, but we are expected to keep an eye on the Help and Intro boards. 38.) What’s your favorite stamps? I’m happy that we have the pronoun stamps! Other than that, I like the bird lover stamp :) 39.) What’s your CS username? ZΕL I used to go by Amazilion before that. To this day I sometimes come across people who didn’t realize that’s me and thought I left the site, whoops. 40.) If applicable, what’s your favorite gift you’ve given/received? I have a friend who currently has the username lkjhgfdsamnbvcxz, but used to be known as Discord for the longest time. They haven’t been active for years, and last contacted me in 2014, but when they were still active they loved to help me with my hoards. Once they entered an art contest and won a Vixen Advent for me. Another time they became the first person to hit the limit on buying a token pet (that wasn’t meant to be hit) because they got me so many vixen bunnies. I am forever thankful to them for how much effort they put into getting me gifts. They’re an absolute angel who I didn’t deserve. 41.) If applicable, what’s your favorite hoard you’ve completed? This one of the entire March 2015 moth bwolf litter. 42.) If applicable, what’s your current on going hoards? I have 16 incomplete and 11 endless hoards at the moment. That’s too many, so let’s stick to the endless ones. Lightning/Arrow owls, Blue Nebula dogs, Microbiology dogs, SoulWings Sundogs, Gummy ponies, Ozone deer, Hummingbird bwolves, Vixen Advents, Vixen bunnies, Vixen rats, and a Bakery themed hoard. Phew! Out of the still incomplete hoards, though, I am particularly proud of the Sushi PPS cats and Conure owls. 43.) What’s the most interesting pet ID you have? I own pets with my birthday and my boyfriend’s birthday as an ID, but I’m not going to point those out. I also have a dog with the ID 6666666. 44.) What’s your favorite April fool’s prank chicken smoothie did so far? Tied between the chicken uprising and Totoro’s takeover. Because birds. It was a lot of fun to bicker with Kyar on the ‘17 April Fool’s thread. He’s a traitor. 45.) Who would win: Avian or Totoro? I think Totoro answered that for us this year :’) Bird all the way! 46.) If you were able to get a custom pet, which oc of yours would it be based off of? If you don’t have an oc, what pet lines would you use? Hm, I don’t think I’d want to use one of my OCs. But I’d probably go for a black/gray/yellow colour scheme. Matches both my favourite character, and that fursona I had when I was a teen. And it’d have to be a chicken! 47.) What’s your oddest CS habit? No idea. I can’t think of anything particularly odd. Some people I talk to find it amusing that I will spend ages in the Pound waiting for a pet with a specific name to show up, though. The longest I’ve had to wait was an hour and a half, I think? 48.) What’s the oddest Ad that popped up on the site? I don’t pay attention to them tbh. They’re usually just for other pet sites or pet care products, anyway. 49.) What’s your ChickenSmoothie username? Last time I looked it was still ZΕL :P 50.) What species (that ChickenSmoothie has available) would you want to see more? It can even be PPS/EPPS lines too! I believe we all need more chickens in our lives. And those sheep bunnies, especially PPS ones.

all the ocean asks!! u can skip any that r uncomf

pearl: if you could travel anywhere in the world, where would you go and why?- Hm, i really want to do a trip to see the historical stuff on the US east coast, I’d also really like to go see ruins in Rome and Greece. Aside from historical interests I just…really want to be in Oregon right now

sails: describe your perfect partner. - Someone I love who loves me too

lighthouse: how much makeup do you wear? - I usually do white or black winged eyeliner, silver + whatever my colour for the day is eyeshadow, lots and lots of mascara, and some lipstick, usually non natural colours like purple, green, or just like pastel pink. Even if i decide to forgo my eye makeup im usually wearing lipstick

shells: would you prefer to be a vampire or a werewolf? - tbh a vampire cause then I would have eternity to figure out who Agent 355 was

mermaid: most embarrassing moment? - Hoo boi okay sO. One time many years ago I was a 10 year old girl on quotev. I really really liked one direction. I clicked something I probably shouldn’t have seen because of quotevs lack of an sfw/nsfw rating system. I read a lot of these because I was confused as to what they were. Instead of forgetting all about them and deleting my account like a sane person, I sent them to my best friend at the time to get /her/ to read them. Instead of asking questions abt why the hell i was reading this shit, she found way worse and kinky ones. I was horrified. I didn’t know how to delete my web history. My dad almost found the links like 20 times

turquoise: weirdest dream you’ve ever had? - The dream where my subconscious tried to tell me i was gayyyyy. It was, again, years ago, and I thought I was straight. I had just made up my first ocs cause I was doin NaNoWriMo for the first time (spoiler alert, I made it to 50,000) and i had this dream where I met and then fell in love with my oc who was super pretty and i refused to believe I was a lesbian i just chalked it up to my sleeping brain being weird

waves: favourite season and why? - Autumn and Winter are my faves because there’s rain.

breakers: would you ever consider getting married? - Yes, definitely, but gdi why isn’t poly marriage legal yet

seafoam: describe your ideal summer vacation. - Ignore summer all together and continue school where it’s rainy

rain: if it were possible, what exotic animal would you keep as a pet? - Omg a Fennec they are my favourite little animals they are so cute. My first original story that i actually wrote down and still have was about Fennecs

sunlight: least favourite song? - The Sans version of Stronger than you

marine: would you ever consider plastic surgery? - Probably not i’m ot the hugest fan of surgery at all

sea glass: what do you consider to be your best physical feature? - Man I really love my eyes i have sectoral heterochromia so my eyes are green with stripes of deep brown.

storm: do you like piercings and tattoos? Why or why not? - I really do like them, but i probably wouldnt get any more piercings than I have, I have two on each ear, but I wear a fake nose ring cause it’s pretty. I dont love the idea of getting a tattoo cause owww im a wimp also needles are not good.

boardwalk: who is your favourite fictional couple? - I really love Wylan and Jesper from Six of Crows, also lotsa ships from other stuff but right now I’m loving my children, Aria and Sitara. My smol gay witch daughters

coral: if you had to describe your personality as a food, what would you be and why? - Super dark chocolate that gives you a headache but is also really great. I’m known for giving people headaches lmao not really. Idk why it just seems right, like I may seem sweet and nice but i am actually like the most bitter person. Or sea salt caramel. I am like super salty and bitter save me lmao

nymph: old-fashioned or modern decor? - buddy old fashioned decor is the shit 

seawater: scariest movie you’ve ever watched? - Okay it’s really stupid but Dot and the Red Kangaroo scared the /fuck/ out of me as a little kid the bunyip song was terrifying. I don’t really watch scary movies tho

siren: in a fantasy setting, would you be a warrior, rogue or mage? - Maaaaaage

tempest: your favourite Pokemon? - Eevee or Vaporeon. I also really love Vulpix

tropic: what is your least favourite thing about your appearance? - I’m p self conscious abt being not a small person height or weight wise. I used to always want to be a lot smaller so that I could just kind of disappear but recently i’ve just decided that if people are gonna notice me, they are gonna notice that i’m beautiful. It’s actually really helped my confidence which is kinda weird but i’m really glad for it

aquamarine: describe your dream date. - Staying at home watching musicals and drinking hot coco in the middle of a storm

brine: gold or silver? - Silver

tidal: what is a colour that best describes your personality? - I actually really like pinks and reds and how quickly a pink can merge to a more red colour. They both stand for love, but red is also anger

azure: what is something that you do that makes you happy? - Writing honestly. Also like i really enjoy school and learning about history and languages

fog: describe where you think you’ll be in five years. - Hopefully well into college by then, I’m still in highschool but I’m gonna add college english in the fall.

coastline: what is your favourite flower? - Violets. I really like the smell of jasmine or orange blossoms

shallows: what is your typical Starbucks order? - Venti Java Chip Frappuccino idk how to spell that tho

voyage: what are your favourite names? - I really like names related to the sea like Mara

shipwreck: do you have an OC? If so, describe them. - Okay I’m gonna tell ya abt Aria and Sitara.  Aria is a Hellenic polytheist who leans toward tarot and sigils rather than actual spell work. She’s pan and loves her gf v v much. Her parents were shit and she had to leave home as soon as she could. Her parents gave her the name Megan but she really hated it so she gos by Aria. She doesn’t really know all of her parents lineage but her mother was of middle eastern descent way back in the family that no one really remembers. She doesnt want to find out and prefers looking to the future. Sitara is an atheist and has a more traditional path. Shes bi and attractd to nb peeps and women but not men, she’s also polyam which shes v v happy her gf accepts. Her parents were better but they fell out of contact a while ago. Despite not believing in Aria’s deities, she lets her worship on her own and doesnt bother her. They met in an art store, both needing to get red ribbon for a love spell. Bonus: Aria means song and Sitara means poem

cerulean: do you believe in true love? - I do, but not just the romantic kind. I think that true platonic love is also super important.

shoreline: if you could become fluent in another language, which would you pick and why? - French because I’m trying to learn it rn and it’s a royal pain. Eventually I want to learn all the Latin based languages

tsunami: describe a dream outfit of yours. - Someday I’m gonna get cute heeled boots and wear them with tights and a skirt and like a flowy long sleeve black shirt I have and do all purple makeup this will happen someday

riptide: are you introverted or extroverted? Are you happy with this? - I’m somewhere in the middle. I love talking to my friends and like that but its also really nice to just shut down skype and tumblr and read a book, yknow?

hurricane: describe a strange habit of yours. - I tend to carefully chack all the walls and corners of a room while I’m entering it, like just look around and check for anything weird, even if I’ve been there a lot. This happens with places that feel specific ways tho, like they just have suspicious energy.

Ty so much for asking, friend! ^u^