#so fuck you and your shool
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That scene where Megamind and Minion fight and minion says “good luck on your date”
“I will”
“That doesn’t even make sense!”
“I know!”
This is so much more than I thought and I fucking love DreamWorks
Throughout the movie Megamind values wit - tries to train Titan to have witty comebacks, provokes and asks for it in their first battle, fuck that fantastic “oh you’re a villain alright, just not a super one”
He’s so good at bantering but it all crumbles when he’s actually, truly fighting with someone he cares about rather than views as a game partner
Anyways I’ve been trying to sleep for 3 hours and am about to rewind Megamind again. We’ll see if I notice anything else again.
#shoutout to the billboard at 1:02:07#favorite little guy.#Megamind#sleep claim me please#guys I have shit to do tomorrow#;-;#Megamind got that reader’s accent and vibes#stubborn even when corrected#I may be projecting#(I am projecting)#but hc he’s stubborn because all he had as a kid was books#he didn’t even get to fucking learn with all those kids#maybe overheard pronunciations but was never taught#so fuck you and your shool#this is metrocity and he is self-taught for so much and he gets to be stubborn and proud of how much he’s done for himself
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Yandere Silas x male reader bodyguard. Relationship:romantic
You and him grew up together in the mafia, Silas fell in love with you but you only saw him as a friend and he ends up falling in love with a girl and this makes you leave the mafia to go abroad with her to live a normal life.
Silas has contacts all over the world and discovers that you are in a country abroad, he kills the girl and kidnaps you
Be mine (you have no fucking choice)
Yandere!mafia oc x male!bodyguard!reader
Summary: after being friends with Silas for years, you decide that it is time to pack it up and leave, much to Silas’s dismay.
Warnings: criminal stuff, throwing up, getting drunk by force, ropes, cage, mentions of sleeping around, violence, alcohol
Word count: 4.3k
You put your gun into your belt and get out of the warehouse.
“Hey, where are you going?” Silas asks and grabs your arm.
“I’m going home”, you say. “This mission doesn’t interest me.”
You try to walk, but Silas hurries in front of you, blocking your way. He almost reminds you of the little, stubborn boy he once was when he does that.
“Wait”, he says. “You never drive well after a mission. You have too much adrenaline. You and I can leave together. I can drive you to my house.”
“No, Silas, I’m going home.”
Silas doesn’t react to you calling him by his first name. But he never has. You are special. Only one other person in his entire organization can call him by his first name without getting a bullet through their eyes — that person being his second in command. You and his second in command have known Silas longer than anyone else. You’d dare call his second in command your friend too, although on a more professional level.
You’ve known Silas longer than his second in command has, and you’ve known his little brother, Ares … and you’ve known about his jealousy for a very long time. It started when you one day went home with his brother to play video games after shool. Next day when you entered school, his brother had a black eye and Silas had not left your side for the entire day.
It only got worse from there, but you never did anything. You tried to talk to him, but it seemed like the years made him even more jealous. He dated girls time and time again, but created a big fuss when you showed the slightest interest in anyone — be that boy or girl. You became the third wheel in SIlas’ multiple relationships.
He did admit to his love for you, just a few years ago, but you couldn’t reciprocate his feelings. It would make everything harder. You were basically working for him as his bodyguard and didn’t want to ruin the friendship you had with him. Losing him as a friend could mean both mental distress … and physical harm.
“Does this have anything to do with the girl I’m dating?” Silas asks.
You look baffled. “No? Why would you think that?”
“Because she’s at the house?”
“No, I just want to go home”, you sigh heavily. “Why do I have to explain my every step to you? You’re not my father, come on.”
“Because I’m worried about you.”
“What a great look for you, mister mafia leader. Don't let anyone else see that.” You nod at him to move. “Move out of the way now, I’m tired and I’m hungry. I want to go home and order a fucking pizza.”
“So this has nothing to do with my girlfriend?”
“What's the matter with you? Are you trying to make me jealous or something? I'm not interested in you, you know that.”
You push past him.
A month passes. You have been seriously thinking about leaving the mafia for a long time now, but ever since Silas got himself yet another girlfriend it became clear that you have to leave, if you ever want to get yourself one of your own. As long as you stay with him, he will never let you date anyone — apart from him, of course.
You’ve decided to move abroad. While packing your bags, you feel tears run down your cheeks. You have known Silas for as long as you can remember. You love to be with him, he is your best friend. Betraying him would mean betraying yourself, and his entire organization. People who betray him gets killed personally by Silas. Neither you or Silas would want that.
However, leaving without anyone noticing would be hard. Silas would know that something was wrong right away and he would use his contacts to find you again. You’d need help with creating false documents … and you knew just the man to help with that.
You hold the phone to your ear.
“Hello?” a familiar voice asks.
“Hi, Ares”, you say.
“How the fuck did you get my number?”
“I did some digging.”
“Holy fuck, Y/N, you need help.”
You chuckle and hear how Ares chuckles in return.
“What did you want?” he asks.
“I need some help.” You look around, feeling like you’re being watched, which wouldn't be very far off. “Can we meet up?”
“Sure. Now?”
“If you can.”
“Yeah, I’m not busy.”
You decide to meet up at a café an hour away from your house, hoping that Silas’s associates wouldn’t recognize you here. You couldn’t believe that you would meet Ares again, you haven't seen him since you were teenagers. He looks the same, just a bit more grown up.
“My brother finally removed the leash around your neck?” Ares chuckles and hugs you.
“No, not really”, you sigh. “This is why I need your help. I know that you scam tight about everyone. And I need you to help me create false documents, passport … yeah, you name it.”
Ares smirks.
“Little Y/N is going on vacation, I see”, he says. “Where are you going?”
“I don't know.”
“Are you trying to get away from my brother?”
You nod. Ares seems to think for a moment.
“Go to Spain”, he says. “Silas is banned from there, he won't be able to get you.”
“Ah, I feel so bad about it, though”, you sigh and run your hands through your hair. “He's my best friend. And boss, technically. If I leave, I betray both my best friend and his organization … and then he has the right to kill me.”
“Wait, you're planning to leave the mafia? For real?”
“I don't want to, but I can't live like this. I want to have my own life. I'm a grown man now, the window for opportunities is closing every year.”
“I'll go with you. I'll protect you.”
“You don't have to, Ares. Look at me, I'm capable of taking care of myself.”
You were Silas’s bodyguard, after all. No weak person gets that position.
“Yes, I know”, Ares says. “But I can help. And you don't have to be lonely.”
“You are an ass too”, you remind him.
“Better than Silas, though.”
You scoff and roll your eyes.
Ares comes with you to Spain. He has given you false documents with new names and nationalities. You sit together at the airport with your phone in your hand. Your stomach is turning.
“I really should tell him”, you sigh nervously. “I don't want to just leave. I have known him for years. I might betray him work wise, but I can't betray him friend wise. I'm going to call him.”
“I don't think you should”, Ares says. “He has been awful to you, why does he deserve your goodbye?”
You groan and hide your head between your knees. Ares brushes his hand through your hair.
“Come on, sweetie, let it go”, Ares encourages you. “Your new life starts soon. Beach, sun and alcohol, all day long.”
You want to tell him that you don't drink, but decide to leave it be.
“I have to go to the bathroom”, you excuse yourself and stand up to walk away.
But you don't go to the bathroom stalls. You stand by the large windows at the gate and call Silas.
“Hi, Y/N”, he says.”I haven't heard from you in a little while. I was about to go over to your house and drag you over to mine, because I miss you.”
“I have to talk to you about that”, you say, hesitantly. “I am not at home, and I probably won't be back.”
“What are you talking about?”
“I'm really sorry that I have gone behind your back, but I am actually leaving … going abroad. And it might be permanent.”
“Have you hit your head?”
“I'm really sorry for betraying you, Silas, you’re my best friend … but frankly, you're always stopping me from getting my own family, while you brag about the women you fuck. I need to get away, at least for a while and get to try to find love. It might not be permanent, but I don't know.”
“Where are you going? You know that you can't leave the country without me knowing. The second any of your credit cards, passport or anything along that way is being used, I'm notified.”
“Well I'm not fucking stupid. I have fixed that.”
Silas scoffs out a mocking laugh.“You don't know how to do that.”
“I had help.”
“From who?” He doesn't sound that cocky anymore.
“Ares.”
Silence.
“Oh, you can't be fucking serious”, Silas says.
You can't detect what emotion he's feeling. Perhaps everything all at the same time. Maybe it was a wrong decision to call him before your flight, but the guilt would have eaten you up the entire way there.
“I am”, you answer, trying your best not to let your voice shake.
“You know what kind of asshole he is, Y/N”, Silas tells you.
“I have done stuff too, I’m no angel either.” You sigh, shaking your head. “I just called to let you know that I am leaving. I didn’t want you to hear that from anyone else, I wanted you to hear it from me personally. This is a goodbye, Silas — at least for now. Thank you.”
“Y/N-”
You hang up and turn off your phone before returning to Ares who’s sipping on a beer by the gate, where you left him.
When you’re allowed to board the plane, you’re already nauseous. What if it wouldn’t work? What if you changed your mind? You already felt bad. Ares puts his hand on your shoulder while you walk through the middle of the plane, trying to find your seat. Ares takes the aisle seat.
“Thank you for giving me the window seat”, you chuckle. “I feel like a kid all over again.”
“Well, I can’t let random folks touch you, can I?” Ares responds. “I’m a gentleman after all.”
Ares sits with his phone up the entire flight, working. You know all about his dirty business, how he scams people left to right with his false businesses.
You fall asleep for a while. Your body has been in a tense position the entire day and finally, you were out of reach. He couldn’t create a storm or shoot down a passenger plane, he wasn’t a God or a military flighter. He is nothing more than a man with a bit too much power for his own liking. And hybris. A whole lot of hybris. Ares turns off his phone to look at you. He smiles slightly. For years, he has tried to take you from Silas. You didn’t want him, but Silas was too selfish to let you be put on the market. He wanted you available at all times, for when the timing was right. Ares stopped trying to reach out to you after a while, knowing that it was pointless, thought that if you wanted to get back in touch with him, you would reach out — and you did. Ares lets his eyes wander over you. He has tried to match your physique, but had no chance against the hours you’ve had to spend at the gym to be able to be Silas’s bodyguard. But under all those muscles, you are nothing but a softie, and that’s why Ares wants you … and Silas too, unfortunately. He always has to compete with his brother over toys they both want.
Silas scoffs angrily and runs his hand through his black hair, and yet he can’t stop himself from laughing. It’s absurd! All of it!
“Why are you laughing, boss?” his second in command asks shortly. “This is nothing to be happy about.”
“I fucking know that?” Silas snaps back. “Do you think I enjoy knowing that my Y/N is on a plane with my psycopathic brother going to fuck knows where?”
“There are not a lot of places he could go to, though. Think about it.”
“I can’t fucking think! Y/N is leaving me!”
“Silas, sit down before you faint, ‘kay?”
Silas, oddly enough, listens and sits down on the couch in his study with his hands gripping the fabric beside him. His second in command stands in front of him with his hands on his hips.
“Listen”, he says. “Ares would fuck with you, right?”
“Right”, Silas responds.
“Which countries are you banned from?”
“Spain, England, Germany, the Netherlands and Ireland.”
“So, one of those countries.”
“But which?!”
“His favorite. Which one is the warmest?”
“Spain?”
“Bingo.”
Silas’s eyes widens and he breaks out into a shocked smile. Why didn’t he think about this? Ares isn’t smart.
“...how the fuck do I do this?” he realizes. “I can’t just take a plane into Spain without being arrested the second I step off the plane. We will need another way. We could get a boat and sneak in.”
“I’ll see what I can do, boss.”
“Do it quickly, I know my brother and he will take what I want. If he does, I will never forgive myself.”
The reason why Silas has never let you date anyone is because he wants what can only be had one way, your innocence.
He sighs and walks out of the room where he finds the woman he’s dating standing with her hands together, looking worried. A certain rage takes over him. The sight of her had made you want to leave. He knows very well that it isn’t her fault, but he can’t help but think that it is. Her existence has put you in a position of discomfort, and for that, she has to pay. Silas doesn’t want to look at her, it only makes him nauseous.
He pulls up his gun from his belt, and without a second thought, he fires off and watches the innocent girl’s limp body hit the floor. But for now, he can’t bring himself to feel bad.
He has to find you. Ares is only nice as long as you're on his side, if you want to disagree with him, he's going to strip you off everything. You just don't know how horrific Ares could be.
Your first few days in Spain couldn’t be more than idyllic — if it weren’t for the fact that you look over your shoulder wherever you go. You scan the areas for familiar faces of Silas’s gang.
“Relax, will you?” Ares says and hooks his arm around your shoulders. “Just enjoy the scenery instead.”
“I think I’m going insane”, you mutter.
“A shot will help with that.”
“I don’t drink, you know that.”
Ares just smiles. You’re on your way back to the house from a restaurant Ares had treated you to. It was obviously a date, but you didn’t know how to tell him that you wanted to take things slow. Ares has never been a patient man … and you aren’t even sure if Ares is the person you want to date currently. Frankly, thanks to Silas, you don’t know what you want to do yet. You’ve only gotten your freedom to do whatever you want a few days ago, and it’s more overwhelming than you expected.
“Do you want to come to my room?” Ares asks when you get to the front door. “We don’t even have to do anything, we can just watch TV.”
“I start to believe that the only reason you wanted to come with me on this trip was to get me in bed”, you scoff and put the keys in the lock.
“Not only-”
“Ares, go to the bar and pick up someone there instead.”
“I can’t leave you alone, I told you that I was going on the trip to protect you.”
“And i told you that I didn’t need protection. If you’re horny, go.”
Ares sighs and gives up. “Fine, call me if you need me.”
“I’ll be fine, I’m tired.”
Ares nods and gives your back a tap before walking back the way you came from. You unlock the door, going into the house. In the corner of your eye, you can tell that something is moving. Instantly, you go into attack mode, but freezing when you notice who it is that is standing up from the armchair.
“I feel like a dad catching their underage kid sneaking in after a night out”, the second in command says.
“What the fuck are you doing here?” you question.
The second in command jerks his head. “Fucking guess.”
“Did Silas really send you because he can’t enter the country?” you laugh. “That’s so tragic.”
“Laugh all you want, you’re not the one that have been on a small fucking fishing boat for twelve hours straight!” He collects himself and sighs. “I will give you one chance to come with me voluntarily before I beat your head in.”
You scoff and cross your arms over your chest. “Try me.”
Silas must have equipped his second in command with things he knew that you wouldn’t be able to combat, because in one way or another, you lose consciousness.
You wake up in a dark, cold room. At once, you try to move your hands to your eyes to rub them clean from drowsiness, but quickly notice how your hands are tied to something behind you. That’s when you realize that you’re stuck in a cage the size of a garden shed, in — what looks like — a cargo hold. Your hands are tied to one of the cage’s bars behind you. Your head is pounding from the hit his second in command had given you.
“Look at that, he’s finally waking up”, a familiar voice says.
“So we don’t need the water?” his second in command asks.��
“Let’s keep it.”
Silas walks into the cage, crouching down in front of you. He takes a hold of your chin, directing your head whichever way he wants.
“You gave him a bump the size of mount everest”, Silas mutters over his shoulder.
“He’s a trained fighter”, his second in command replies. “I had to do what I had to do, you know?”
“I guess.”
Silas lets go of your pounding head. You groan softly, feeling out of your own body, while still being trapped inside the cage. You start to cough and Silas grabs the bucket of icy water, holding it to your mouth. At first, you gulp it down … and then realize that it was sea water. You throw it up, right back into the bucket. Silas gives the bucket to his second in command, telling him to throw it out.
“That was fucking disgusting”, you grimace and gag.
“You kind of deserve it.” He fixes your hair that has started to stick onto your forehead. “Why did you do that to me, Y/N?”
“You didn’t let me have my own life. I was living yours, as a side character.”
“You betrayed me.”
You meet his brown — almost black — eyes and feel your heart sink. You have never seen such sadness in his eyes before.
“I know”, you say and turn down your gaze. “I felt really bad about it. I know the rules, and I won’t make a fuzz about it, but can I beg of you that it won’t be you who kills me? I don’t want that to be our last memory together.”
Silas seems to be taken aback.
“I’m not going to kill you”, he says. “In fact, no one is.”
“But I betrayed you-”
“I know, but I can’t kill you.”
“You can’t bend the rules, or else you’ll get a mutiny.”
“Who said that I was letting you off the hook?”
You watch how Silas walks out of the cage, picks something up from the floor, and returns with a bottle in his hands.
“I know that you are strong”, he says, popping the bottle open, “and violent. So, I’m going to keep you calm for the rest of the journey to Portugal. Open your mouth.”
“What is that?” you ask suspiciously, eyeing the bottle wearily.
“Vodka.”
You shake your head quickly. “That’s so foul-”
“I did not ask for your opinion.”
He puts the opening of the bottle to your lips and you try to turn your head, but Silas forces you to drink. With one hand, he holds the bottle, and with the other he holds your chin to make sure that you can’t turn away. You have no other choice but to swallow the burning liquid. He doesn’t let you stop until half the bottle are gone. You cough and gag, but can’t throw up.
“You absolute fu—fucking—”, you cough.
“Calm down, baby boy, it’s just some vodka”, Silas says nonchalantly and takes a sip. “Good for your heart.”
He puts his hand on your heavily raising chest, trying to calm your breathing and feel your racing heart. The alcohol turns your body heat up and you want nothing more than for that bucket of water to come back.
“My right hand man will be here to make sure that you’re not sober for a single second”, Silas says and stands up.
“You can’t fucking leave me like this!” you burst out.
“Then stop me.”
You fight against the ropes and Silas smirks triumphantly before leaving the cargo hold.
The second in command came in every half an hour to give you new sips. You tried to refuse, but with your hands locked behind your back and head spinning with alcohol, there wasn't much you could to to stop him.
You haven't drank anything since you were a young teenager and the rocking motions of the sea wasn't helping you. You refused to throw up again, refused to give them the satisfaction of seeing you in such a state next time they entered.
You hated alcohol even worse now. Fuck Silas.
After what felt like hours — in your drunken state it could very well have been days, or minutes — you couldn't take it anymore.
“Silas!” you shout and your tone goes to a whining, slurred melody. “Silas!”
You've never felt so helpless.
Silas enters with his second in command tightly behind him. He enters the cage and crouches down in front of your pathetic form.
“What?” he asks, cupping your cheek.
“Please stop”, you beg and sob, but you're not sure if the tears come from the heart or the alcohol. “Please …I will do what you want …”
Silas grabs the back of your sweaty neck and directs your wet face into his shoulder, letting you cry. You can feel that your hands are freed from the ropes.
Silas picks you up, carrying you up to the decks above water. His second in command holds your head so that you won't smash it against one of the sharp corners.
Silas tucks you into a bed and leaves you to rest. You can see the shining sun outside the round porthole window as you fall asleep.
He walks out onto the deck of the fishing boat and smirks.
“What?” his second in command asks.
“I'm not single anymore”, Silas chuckles.
“You won again, congratulations. Will you put Y/N into the basement?”
“He can handle that. But most important thing is that he's coming home where he belongs, and there won't be any more childish outbursts.”
“What happened with your brother, by the way?”
“Who cares? I don't want to meet him anyway, so the less I need to deal with him, the better.”
When the fishing boat reaches Portugal, you are dragged to a car and to the airport. You don't say much. Silas disregard for your hate of alcohol and childish behavior has put you off. If it weren't for the fact that you are hus prisoner now, you wouldn't be his friend anymore.
Silas’s private jet stands ready on an empty field. He holds your arm as he pushes you up the stairs. You rip your arm from his hold.
“I can walk by myself, let me go”, you mutter.
Silas sighs. You sit down in a seat opposite Silas and cross your arms.
“You are glaring at me”, Silas says without glancing up from his phone.
“I'm just trying to determine if you have brain cells”, you spit.
“Aren't you a fun lad?”
“Where is my phone, by the way?”
“Like sharp objects and weapons should be: far away from you.”
“Oh, I see. You're going to treat me like a child.”
“Y/N, I'm not an idiot. I trained you, I know how dangerous you are with weapons. You are even more violent than I am at times.”
“Obviously with good reasons.”
Silas glances up from his phone. You twitch your eyebrows testingly. You might not have your weapons, but your tongue is still sharp.
Being in a relationship with Silas might be more interesting than you thought, and Silas sure as hell will realize that you're not going down without a fight.
“Your girlfriend, then?” you question. “What does she think?”
“Frankly, she can't think a lot at the moment”, Silas responds, turns off his phone and luts it on the table between you.
You get the hint immediately.
“Killing her was unnecessary”, you say.
“Running away from me was unnecessary too”, Silas adds.
“This is going to be a stable relationship.”
“It will be the second you stop with the childish attitude.”
While keeping eye contact, you push his phone off the table. Silas eye twitches as he bends down to get it.
“You're going into the basement when we get home”, he says.
“Can I hit back? Or are you going to have full control and tie me up again? Is that the only way you can win over me? With me being completely helpless?”
“Oh, shut the fuck up before I let you ride on the airplane wing.”
“Sounds good to me.”
You stare at each other, and you refuse to look away first. You're going to make him regret imprisoning you.
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✧*:･ﾟlast resort [s.h.]
— warnings: smut (fingering. public sex. steve being a horny fuck). cursing.
— masterlist
He's huffing yet again. You didn't expect anything less from him as you pick up another book from the shelf, returning to your seat. You know he's never cared much about his studies or high shool, but you did and ever since he became your boyfriend you were attached to the hip. He would always escort you through the school, share his lunch with you and always give you your favorites from his tray, he drove you to school and sometimes even helped you study. He is the perfect boyfriend, though he has one major flaw.
Impatience.
It's not like you've been ignoring him for the past two hours. You would ask him questions, flash him a smile or even play with his hand absentmindedly while you took notes with the other. But for him if feels like you're purposefully punishing him by giving him the silent treatment. You're in a library, the school's library nonetheless, so part of the excessive silence between you is because of that.
“Come on, take a break...ten minutes, not a second more,” He shuffles closer, making the chair screech against the floor, recieving more dirty glances from the other people trying to study. Textbooks scattered around the table and a few pages abandoned to the side momentarily, he fiddles with a pencil he stole from you while scrambling his brain for another excuse to pull your attention away from the papers. “Steve, you know I can't.” You shut down his attempt at convincing you, frowning as you sigh. “Look, babe. Twenty more minutes and I'm done.” You try to reason with him, though it's hard when he's hellbent on getting your affection, so he hooks his foot around one of the chair's legs, pulling you to him until his knee bumps into your chair, his arm laying over the back of it while leaning forward.
You try to hold your ground, knowing it's a poorly made attempt at distracting you, and with his body so close to yours, his nose dragging over your cheek and breath fanning over your jaw, he'd like to think that it's working. “Five minutes...” He says again, pressing his lips to your cheek sweetly, his other hand taking your hand in his, playing with your fingers. “What's so important about math anyway? Just some useless numbers.” The more he speaks in that sweet, warm tone, the closer you are to just giving up for the time being and letting him distract you and as if as knowing your train of thought, his lips curl up, knowing he has you by the way your body slumps slightly, your head resting back on his arm, nosing at the Steve–scented material of his sweater, woody and rich cologne lingering there.
“Then you'll let me go back to studying?” It's baffling how easily you follow the voice at the back of your head that is Steve Harrington, because you know he means well, you know how he always tells you when to take a break, when to study, when to let him take the reins and guide you through the stressing days, he does it so well, you're surprised by how much care he has for your well being, though at this point it comes almost naturally for him.
“If you'll still want to then sure.” Your mind is too tired to process the somehow deeper meaning of his words, sighing contentedly as you feel his fingertips over your thigh, just soothing over the denim while you shuffle closer, resting your head on his shoulder while he rubs his palm over your leg. Closing your eyes momentarily you sag against him, finally feeling the exhaustion taking a toll on your body. He's right, you do need a break and maybe that's what you needed all along instead of trying to will yourself to focus.
“Steve?” You question, eyes peeling open and flickering between his hand, now crawling up your thigh until he reaches the button of your jeans, and his face. His pretty face, already looking at you with a faint curl in his lips, just letting out a hum as you call his name. “Steve what are you doing?” You ask again, more like scold him, though still keeping your voice down while his fingers fiddle with the button of your jeans, popping it open.
“Shh, honey.” He presses his lips to yours which is meant to distract you from the fact that the slow ripple of a zipper echoes through the room. “You're stressed. Need me to help you with it.” It's less of a question and more of a statement, and against your better judgement you part your thighs a little almost subconsciously, shifting on your chair to be more comfortable. “Steve, people. There's other people here.” He could see some in the far distance, some turned around with their backs to the two of you as they're quietly chatting.
“Huh, that's wierd. I don't see them.” He grins, his fingers now slipping under the waistband of your panties which catches you off guard, letting a hitched gasp out. Your hand darts out to grip the edge of your seat, thighs clamping down on his wrist when his fingers breach your slit. “Open up, baby. Let me help you.” He coos, pretty, puffy lips pressing to your temple as your body drifts towards his, as if you were two magnets attracted to each other. Grabbing his wrist as you part your thighs per his request, you turn your head to the side, facing his neck and shoulder where you hide as his fingers find your clit, slowly building you up before dipping back down to collect some slick, smearing it over your clit before starting up his gentle abuse on your cunt.
“Attagirl, feels good doesn't it? I know it does, so much better than studying.” You don't even get to respond before you bite down on your lip when his fingers move down, teasing your entrance before pushing in. Your whine is muffled into his neck, nose poking at the soft, Steve–scented skin while your nails dig into his wrist, making him chuckle slightly. Thick, long digits brushing over your sweet spot effortlessly, making your thighs tense, body trembling slightly as you try to keep yourself locked in place instead of letting yourself trash around and moan for him like you always do in the confines of his bedroom or his house.
He's pushing your buttons just right for you to crumble under his skilled fingers and sultry voice immediately as he ducks his head lower to yours to whisper in your ear whatever filth comes to mind that he knows will get you light-headed. “Gotta keep quiet, honey. As much as I would love to hear you scream my name that'll have to wait until we get back home.” Your other hand clutching at the front of his polo, you tug him closer to muffle your whine, hips canting down on his fingers as they push up into you to the knuckle, letting you feel the girth of them deep inside of you.
“P-please, oh fuck Steve, m'close...” The chuckle he let's out in your hair is almost taunting, mocking you for chasing your release so desperately on his digits after denying him your attention for so long. But you can't help but do so when he's playing you like an instrument he's been mastering for years and years. His other arm wraps around your shoulder, keeping you pressed to him and gently stroking your hair while his fingers pound you exactly how he wishes his cock would. He knows he can't do that yet, he's risky but not dumb. “Quiet, baby. Go ahead and make a mess.” His chest rumbles as he lowers his voice for just the two of you to hear, you can feel the vibrations under your fingertips as they press and dig into his chest, tugging on his polo as you gasp, body shaking as your thighs close around his wrist, keeping him there while you squeeze around his fingers, making him let out a shaky breath.
Pulling his hand out once you relax against the chair, trying to catch your breath, he buttons up your jeans again, patting your thigh once you're dressed up again. You close your eyes, gulping down some air, but you're quickly snapped out of your post-orgasm haze when you hear Steve calling your name. “You didn't think I forgot about math, did you?” Placing your textbooks in front of you from where they've been shoved away minutes earlier in a weak attempt at redirecting your attention from them. “Chop chop, I don't want you getting a bad grade because of me.” Pressing a kiss to your forehead, he moves your hair out of your face before grabbing his pencil again, toying with it as he waits for the time to pass until he can have you all to himself again without any texbooks interruping you.
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Heyy, I’m pretty down mentally due to shool,Stress And Pressure,
I wanted to ask if you could write a König/Ghost/VALERIA x Fem!Reader where the reader gets a mental breakdown and they try somehow to comfort her ? Ps I love your writings of all I’ve read till now especially the Valeria ones hahaha<3
Heyo little reader, I hope I did like you wished for… and I hope you know you’re not alone so if you ever need someone to speak too, just dm me :)
I hope u don’t mind me adding soap… somehow I read that you wanted him too ^^‘
Ghost:
- he's not good with feelings- no, hes terrible
- he knows that you have these mental breakdowns from time to time and he knows you need him when you have them
- but again hes not good with feelings, but at least he try's his best
- watch him awkwardly move you onto his lap, wrapping his arms around you and petting your head like your a dog
- he’s not really warm, his body temperature is almost freezing, the only thing that helps you a bit is his scent
- he always smells like gunpowder, a rainy day, fresh mint and something you can’t describe, but it smells good
- he's stiff as fuck, but again he try's his best
- at First he wouldn’t say a word, just not knowing if you need words or if it makes everything even worse
- after a while he tells you to breath in and out, and that everything will be okay again
- he mumbles that you’re so strong, that he knows that you will get over it and how proud he is to have such a strong girl in his arms
- he gives you kisses on your forehead, mumbling against your hair how much he loves you
- he may sound a bit harsh while doing it cause he’s just not used to speak softly, but he wants to best for you and you know that
- he asks you if you want to go to McDonald’s or Wendy’s, if you want a milkshake or if you need a tea
- it hurts him to see you like that, cause he wants you to be happy… he wants to see your beautiful smilie not your teary eyes- not if their filled with tears of sadness
- he’s not leaving you before you tell him that it’s okay for him to leave you
- even tho, he still worried about you, especially when he’s not home not able to help you when you have something like that again
- he buys you a sweet little pet, to help you while he’s away…
König:
- He relates to you the best
- he knows this feeling better than anyone else
- he notice the change in your mood instantly
- he grabs your hand, move you onto his lap and wrapping a blanket and his arms around you
- he burries a hand in your hair, gently pressing your face against his chest/neck so that you can hold onto him
- his arms are warm, almost hot and his scent is welcoming and loving, he smells like forest, honey and herbs, it helps you too calm down too
- he tells you what a strong girl you are, that he knows that you don’t believe him but that everything will work out and that no matter what, he’s there for you, not leaving you
- he gives you kisses all over your face, placing big ones on your forehead
- he’s not letting you go till he knows you’re okay, or at least better than you were before
- he asks you if there’s anything you want, if you want your comfort food, or if you want a hot bath/shower to calm your nerves, or if you want to watch a movie with him while cuddling
- he’s a lot into praises and especially in these moments
- he’s with you, and he’s your biggest supporter
- and when he’s on mission, he brings you to his parents to Austria
- his family already sees you as their own, and they know how to deal with you when you’re not feeling well
- his parents are now you’re parents too, they love you just like their own
Valeria:
- she’s a bit different
- she doesn’t really understand why you have them, but she tries her best to have your back
- she notice when you’re not feeling well and she will ask you about it
- she asks you if you want to cuddle or if there’s anything she can do for you
- if you’re not responding to her she just sits beside you, wrapping an arm around you and gently pressing you against her
- she knows sometimes you don’t want to talk and she doesn’t pressure you to do it
- if you’re in bed she lays besides you, pressing you against her chest so that you can burry your head in her chest
- she smells like roses, vanilla and mint, it may sounds strange but it gives you comfort… it gives you the feeling of safety and it help you
- she mumbles sweet nothings into your ear, telling you that everything will be okay and that it’s okay to have those feelings
- she often ask herself if it wouldn’t be better for you to just stay with her, to live with her in her strange life but she knows you just can’t.
- these are all her thoughts while she listen to your whimper, to your sobs, hating it that she just can’t change it
- she wants to hear your laugh, to see you smile, to see you happy
- to see your swollen face with red puffy eyes breaks her heart, even tho she wouldn’t tell you that… she doesn’t want you to know that
- she’s scared that you might think it’s your fault, when it’s not
- it’s rare that she’s not home, but when she isn’t, she brings you to her momma
- her momma loves you dearly and if you’re not feeling well she’s there for you too, just like a mother
Soap:
- he hates to see you cry
- especially if he can’t do anything against it
- he’s a physical man, he’s the first one to just wrap his arms around you, caring you to your shared bed/couch kissing your forehead and telling you that everything will be okay
- he gently strokes your back, through your hair, mumbling how much he loves you and how strong you are
- he stays with you till you tell him that it’s okay
- his smell helps you too, his own body odor together with sandlewood, oranges and mint helps you to calm down
- you know he’s here, you know you’re in his arm and you know you’re safe
- he sometimes just listen to your whimper, trying to soothes you while you clench onto him
- he cooks for you after you calmed down
- he would never tell you that he’s worried about you, to scared you might think it’s your fault, your failure as his girlfriend
- he just tells you that whenever you’re feeling like that, that it’s okay to go to his parents house, so that you’re not alone
- his parents are kind hearted people and they will help you if you ever need them
#call of duty modern warfare#john mctavish#mw ghost x reader#soap x reader#modern warfare headcanons#soap mctavish#ghost x y/n#simon ghost riley#ghost headcanons#ghost x you#ghost cod#ghost x reader#könig mw2#könig headcanons#könig modern warfare#könig cod#könig x reader#könig call of duty#konig call of duty#valeria garza x reader#valeria garza#valeria mw2#Valeria Garza x you#soap john mctavish#soap cod#soap x you#soap headcanons#Valeria Garza headcanons#buckysmith#modern warfare 2 headcanons
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Hello can I request a Idolnikix normalfem reader were she is like a tomboy tsundere type of person? And then she meets like the boys at the dorm for the first time and they are hella surprised when she greets Niki with a "yo riki" and like hand checks him or something because they expected someone more "girly" type? I hope that's okay for you have a great day bye!!!!
A/N:thank you so much for requesting I really loved this idea so I got to writing it right away,hope this is what you wanted.^_^
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Genre:fluff
Pairings:idol!niki x tomboy!fem!reader
Pronouns:she/her
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Niki has been very talkative recently and would be all smiley and giddy after disappearing from the dorms for a few hours and to say that other members were confused was an understatement.
So they all decided to question Niki about his change of behavior at the lunch that Jay made.(of course)
They were all looking at each other not knowing who would take the initiative and ask him about it.
"Soo...Riki..."At the end,it came to Jungwon to break the ice.After hearing his name Riki raised his head from his bowl of ramyeon to look at his slightly older friend.
"We've noticed that you have been acting a bit different."Jake said helping out their leader after seeing that he was having a hard time asking Niki about it.
"In what way?"He asked genuinely confused because he didn't realize he was acting that differently from usual.
"You just seem more happy."Sunoo said after gulping down his water.
"I've just been feeling a bit more happy lately,is that so weird?"
"Yeah I don't believe that for a second."Sunghoon said pointing his chopstick at Niki's face
"Yeah,me neither."Jay agreed.
After Jay said that everyone at the table agreed and Niki felt pressure of his member's eyes so he decided to say the truth.
"Ok,but promise not to overreact"Riki said looking at everyone with a glare on his face.
"Promise!"Everyone said.
Niki took a deep breath.
"Okay so...there is this girl."Right after these words came out of his mouth,he was surrounded by his members as they cheered him on.
"Oh our little Riki found himself a girlfriend."Heesung said wraping his arm around his shoulders.
"It's about damn time."Jay said ruffling his hair.
Niki just groaned.
"You promised not to overreact."
"How is this overreacting?"Sunoo said with a wide smile on his face.
"So,when can we meet her?"Jake asked after everyone got back to their seats around the dining table.
Niki almost choked on his food.
"You guys want to meet her?"
"Of course we do."Heesung said.
"You finnaly got a girlfriend did you really thought that you would get out of this that easy."Sunghoon added.
"Okay,I'll try to ask her but I'm not promising anything."
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"So they want to meet me?" You aked Niki as you were swinging on a swing in the park as he was just sitting on his swing.
"Yeah,but you don't have to if you are not comfortable."He reassured you.
"No,it's fine,but don't expect me to be all mushy with you around them."You said jumping from the swing and grabbing your shool backpack.
"You just don't want to admit that you are in love with me."He said standing up from his swing and approaching you.
"Yeah,so what if I love you?"You said coming up close to him and leaning in as you're about to kiss him but turning around in the last second.
"Bye Riki,see ya tomorrow at the dorms!"You said slightly jogging and turning around to wave at him.
"You're an asshole!"He shouted as you were starting to get further away.
"Fuck you!"You said turning around one last time before disappearing behind the city buildings.
Niki could only stand there and think about why is he even dating you with a slight smile on his face.
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"I'll get it!"Niki shouted runnning to the front door.
"Hi."he said after seeing your face at the front door
"Hey."You greeted and high-fived him.
All of the members were in the living room and they could only see Niki's back and hear your voice.
After moving out of the way of the front door Niki gestured you to enter and after seeing your figure and how you looked all of the members had a shocked look on their face.
"What's wrong?"He asked as he entered the room with you slightly behind him.
After the initial shock Jungwon was the first one to get up and greet you.
"Hi,my name is Jungwon and I'm sorry for our reaction we just..."Jungwon's voice got a bit quiter as he didn't know how to phrase his next words.
"Expected someone more girly?"You finished his sentence.
"Yeah I guess that's it."Jungwon said slightly embarrassed.
"I'm sorry if that offended you."
"Nah,it's fine dude."
After this slightly awkward conversation other members got up to introduce themselves to you as well.
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It was late at night and you just finished your dinner and the guys were happy to invite you to stay over for the night.You had a great time and so did boys,after that awkward first impression everything went smoothly and you realized that you had a lot in common with the other members.
Everyone went to their own rooms to go to sleep or play video games except Sunoo and Sunghoon who were on a washing dishes duty,and you and Niki who are watching TV in a living room area.
"Oh c'mon they're not gonna come in anytime soon,do you know how much dishes do we dirty on a daily basis?"Niki persisted.He was trying to kiss you for the last five minutes but you were paranoid that Sunoo or Sunghoon would come in and see you two.
"I mean I've already told you that I'm not going to be all lovey dovey around the other members,do you know how annoying it is to just see a couple making out."
"I know,I know,you're all tough and cool but please just one kiss."He was still persisting.
"Okay."You gave in "but just one."
"Just one I promise."
After giving his promise to you Niki got closer to you and placed one of his hands on your hip and the other one on your cheek,then he started leaning in.
Your eyes slowly closed the more he approached you and you placed your hands on his chest.After what felt like 2 hours your lips finnaly met in a kiss.
You tried to pull away to soon for Niki's liking so he just pulled you in closer by your hips and continued kissing you.
You two were so focused on each other that you didn't even saw Sunoo and Sunghoon tiptoing from the kitchen to their rooms with a teasing smiles on their faces.You wouldn't know about it until the morning where the two of them told the rest of the members and they all teased you guys as you playfully punched Niki in his arm while he just laughed and kissed your cheek to which you just punched him harder.
#enhypen x reader#enhypen fluff#enhypen imagines#niki x reader#niki fluff#nishimura riki#riki fluff#riki x reader#riki nishimura#nishimura riki x reader#riki nishimura x reader#nishimura riki fluff#riki nishimura fluff#nishimura riki imagines
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I had a dream a few nights ago (and it was just too fanfiction-y so I started writing it in a draft because how could I not) where Jake, the daggers, and a couple of my high shool friends all traveled to this beach hotel and we had this military ball to attend. And my dress was corseted on the back so when I asked Jake to tie it, he let his fingers slip in between the strings and omg😆😆
The meat and potatoes of this story is when we got to the party itself and I was chatting with some dude and he was asking me for advice about how to ask Phoenix out and I gave him some tips. Jake apparently got jealous and was kinda quiet while we were going home and I asked him what was up and he just pushed me against a wall and kissed me. 3 rounds. And he tied my hands. And when we were done he carried me into bed where I reassured him there was no reason to ever be jealous and he just kissed me. It was so cute. The next freaking day that dude called the house from Phoenix’s house phone while Jake was making breakfast and Jake answered the phone but before he could say anything, that dude just quickly thanked me for advice and he’s really excited because now he’s taking Pheonix out for breakfast. Then Jake was like “ohhhh he wasn’t hitting on you….”
GIRL THE WAY I SQUEALED WHEN I READ THAT HE SLIPPED HIS FINGERS BETWEEN THE STRINGS SJSJS
STOP.......JEALOUS HANGMAN!! THREE ROUNDS?? AND HE TIED YOUR HANDS!!! I'm literally fanning myself right now, not okay, not okay, not okay
need me a fucking dream like this
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I used to think that things that happens in movies (US movies, mainstream media) were part of the same fictional universe as superheroes or impossible love stories. Certain family dynamics, the high-school popular girl tropes, dating, etc. belonged in the same fantasy land as aliens invading earth or being super strong. It was a movie thing to tell a movie story. Sold.
Those average everyday things don't happen were I live. Our high-shool doesn't look like that, our parents don't behave like that, we don't date like that (if at all), etc. So it was fantasy.
And then I met people from the US. And the internet became a thing where people from the US analysed their own country and culture. And it turns out some of those fantasy things were actually costumbrism! Some of those things really do exist the way it's shown in movies! Even in fantasy movies!
And now I can't unsee it. And I can even spot the propaganda and know when it's costumbrism and when it's selling a lifestyle.
"A Quiet Place" is propaganda. It's some neo-rural cottagecore apocalyptic fantasy to sell the traditional US family values and an ideal world where the only way to survive is on your own, with your family. It is so much propaganda that in a world where making noise can kill you, the family prepares to the arrival of a baby that, it seems, they chose to have willingly. There is no excuse to not have babies: if you are christian enough, everything will turn out ok and there is no way a crying baby can get the whole family killed. Condoms, abortion of straight up killing the baby as he is born are out of the question.
Even if A Quiet Place is supposed to be a horror movie, it's not. There is an element of terror, but there is barely no tension, no intrigue. It's just the threat that makes this perfect ideal family who is living perfectly safe and fine in a wonderful farm struggle. The alien menace that threatens our lifestyle, come the fuck on already.
And you can make horror in broad daylight, you can make horror in an ideal setting. Just look at Midsommar. But you have to want to make horror first, and it's not something they wanted to do here (because: propaganda).
It's like the polar opposite of The VVitch while being almost the same story. The VVitch is critical with the family, a family that has basically the same values as the one in A Quiet Place (they don't explicitely mention religion and how it affects them, but the baby arc and the "son, come hunt with me while your sister stays at home caring for her very pregnant mother" is enough for me to know what kind of family they are). A Quiet Place idealises the family and living in a farm and growing your own vegetables and hunting. The VVitch is aware that farming is not easy or light. The weather is as bad as the circomstances. There is no peace to break because there was never peace to begin with. In A Quiet Place, even though it begins with a massive loss for the family, you forget about it within a minute because they all live happily ever after. In The VVitch, the great loss they experience marks their relationships for the rest of the movie. The daughter in both families feels guilty of the loss. In A Quiet Place, it is adressed once and they make it look like they forgave her and still love her. In The VVitch, they adress it tangentially often and it is clear the don't forgive her and don't really love her.
In The VVitch there is almost no supernatural element to the tension, the discomfort and, yes, the horror. Something is happening, we don't know what, but the horror comes from within the family more than it comes from the outside. In A Quiet Place, even the outside threat, that we see and hear and know is there is aseptic because the family, the house and the farm are ideal, even when things go wrong, they still come together, orthopedically.
The VVitch is costumbrism. A Quiet Place is propaganda. And poorly made.
#the vvitch#a quiet place#a quiet place: part 2#usamerican propaganda#I was in awe with this movie#If I had time and real interest in this I would look up who paid for it#I bet some church leader or some very christian institution are behind it
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You are the one - Chapter 18
Pairing: Bang Chan x female OC; Lee Know x female OC
Genre: au (high shool, college), love triangle, fluff, angst, smut, from friends to lovers. ⚠️Warning: soft drugs
Words: 6k
Summary: Bang Chan and Jasmine have been best friends for as long as they can remember. With little time to finish high school, they both begin to develop romantic feelings. However, family situations and communication issues force them to move away. Once in college, they decide to try to regain the friendship they had. As Bang Chan sees the opportunity to finally be with the girl he has always loved, his friend Lee Know, who had been studying in England, returns home and the connection he develops with Jasmine is undeniable. Can the chemistry and attraction with Lee Know outweigh a tender first love and memories of years of friendship between Bang Chan and Jasmine?
Disclaimer: I named the character Jasmine (Minnie for Chan 🥰) because I love that name. Besides, it’s easier if we want to see Chan saying cute names (it’s better than just Y/N, I think) but you can totally picture yourselves in the story, that’s the idea. <3
Chapter 18 - A Pending Dare
By the end of August, the group met again looking for seizing the last of their vacation; however, Felix and Hyunjin did not take part of that party. For his part, Bang Chan once more managed to dodge Lee Know and Jasmine as much as he could, although this time it really wasn't that challenging, since Jaz barely greeted him, after what happened during the concert, Bang Chan had noticed that the girl had stopped writing to him, so it was not a shock to see her that cut off from him.
To everyone's surprise, the one who was experiencing a lousy evening was Changbin, the boy who was always cheery and who insisted until he managed to see his friends drunk, was so grouchy that he seemed like a totally different person. However, the reason remained unknown, for he did not want to tell anyone what the problem was. Contrary to him, Romy looked delighted after meeting an old classmate from school.
"What are you looking at so intently, huh?" Lee Know asked surprising Jaz. The photographer had gone for something to drink and when he returned to where he had been sitting with his girl, he noticed that she was looking at something without any dissimulation.
"Romy is talking to a boy! And he's hot!"
"Hot?" Not only Lee Know asked, but also Changbin, who threw himself into the couch.
"What do you mean hot? Who do you think is hot?" Minho questioned.
"Yeah! What are you talking about, Jaz? He looks like a stupid tower, plus he has ugly hair, nobody likes blonde hair anymore."
"Okay, Bin, what did that poor boy do to you to make you talk about him like that?"
"I agree with him, he's not handsome at all, you have bad taste," Jasmine smirked when Lee Know said that, and taking advantage of Changbin not seeing them, she raised an eyebrow as she looked at him straight in the eye.
"So, my decisions about men are debatable, huh?" In response, the boy rolled his eyes and sat down on the other side of her.
"Oh just look! Han seems to be having a good time too. What was missing... someone else who enjoys a SHITTY party." Changbin said too loudly seeing his friend kiss a girl.
"Okay! You need to relax a bit, I'm serious, Muscles. What's going on?"
"No, no, today I don't want you to act like my mom. Today I just wish this fucking party to end soon so we can go home. Where the hell is Chan, why do I see so little of him lately? Dammit! You can't even count on having friends around anymore."
"Maybe if you didn't have that shitty air, people wouldn't run away from you." Lee Know commented throwing a beer at him.
"You don't understand either, you only think about your cats."
"Say that again" Lee Know ordered standing up threateningly.
It was just a few seconds what Changbin required to get out of there and not get any closer, not only because of how terrifying Minho could be, but because he didn't want to be at that party.
"So... I think you mentioned something about my taste in men..."
"Oh, please! Not again!
"You were the one who said it, cat boy, which is funny because the last person I kissed was you... which means my bad taste is you." Lee Know didn't even bother to defend himself and ended up laughing, he knew that Jaz had beaten him with that argument.
"By the way..." He whispered moving closer to her and brushing her hair behind her ear, he spoke close enough that his lips brushed her earlobe. "These pants fit you very well, but they would fit you better if they were on the floor in my room."
"As romantic as ever..." Lee Know would have kissed her right there, he could not care less what anyone else thought, but he contained himself because of Jaz. What he did do was wink at her and bring her the tray of food they had nearby.
They kept talking for a while until the craving to be closer beat them and forced them to look for a spot where they could be alone. Lee Know couldn't seem to keep his hands off Jaz's body, and that was evident from how he touched her. It was not enough to pull her from the hips or grasp her waist, he also needed to grab her butt just to feel Jaz closer to him. Among all the photographer's seductive movements, there was a deadly one, and it was his method to deepen the kiss by strategically placing his hand behind the girl's neck.
However, apart from the prominent sparks that jumped between them every time they touched, Lee Know also had some adorable details like the way he just stared at her and grinned, he didn't need to say anything more to Jaz. Also, he loved kissing the girl's hands and seeing how Jasmine blushed every time he did that. With each moment they spent together they got to know each other a little better and discovered how to show the other what they felt or thought. It wasn't that simple, of course, but they were definitely getting it.
"I need to buy some brushes before classes start, but the store where they sell them is a bit far, could you come with me tomorrow?"
"Only if you go with me to buy some new camera lenses later." Jaz accepted earning a smile from the boy. "The food here is disgusting," He said without caring how offensive that could be, that was just Lee Know's nature. "Let's eat somewhere else."
"Wait a second."
"Do you see what I'm telling you? You always slow us down!"
"Lee Know, shut up, I just want to kiss you." Jaz moved closer until their lips touched.
Did Jasmine manage to silence him? Of course she did, even before kissing him, just what she had said already had mesmerized him.
Jaz really liked Minho's hair, so with that kiss, as she gently caressed his face, her hands removed the cap he was wearing so she could run her fingers through the soft brown locks. The boy smiled but didn't stop kissing her when he felt what she was doing, and without having to open his eyes, he took the cap and put it on her, hiding her face even more while he kept kissing her.
Chan had managed to avoid the couple practically all night, in fact, he was about to leave, but fate did not want him to be victorious and he ended up seeing them kissing. Chan saw Jaz with his friend's cap, saw his hands caressing her back to keep her close, but what struck him the most was Lee Know's smile when that kiss ended, it was more than obvious that his friend was bewitched by Jaz.
"Okay... let's get out of here." The photographer said. "Oh! Look, there's Chan!" Jasmine even froze when she turned around at the same time she removed the cap from her head. She saw that Chan was turning his back on them, but years of knowing him assured her that he had seen them and that he was just trying to conceal it. "Hey, Chan! We've been looking for you all night. Where the hell have you been? Or rather, who had you for so long?" Lee Know asked raising an eyebrow.
Chan forced a smile and greeted them without much emotion. "I was always here, I think it was you who disappeared." He said, or rather, he tried to joke.
"We were about to go eat something. Let's go with us."
"No." The answer left his lips faster than he intended. The determination in that denial left Jasmine and Lee Know without much more to say; fortunately, Chan realized what he had done and kept talking. "No, no, I appreciate it, but I think something happened with Changbin and I should go check on him, I saw him walk out of here a bit shaken."
"Chan, stop being such a dad, Changbin's fine, now let's eat, move."
Much to Jasmine and Chan's discomfort, the three of them ended up eating together; despite the fact that there was some tension in the air, Lee Know did not notice, and that was one of his not-so-positive traits. The photographer was very self-absorbed, although he took care of his friends, he was not good at reading the signs around him, simply because he did not understand why people were not as direct as he was. That night, however, this characteristic worked in his favor, since he was the one who directed the conversation.
"I hate when you have to pick desserts at the counter, why can't they do menus? I'll go order something for everyone." Lee Know said getting up from the table.
"You barely even tasted the food," Jaz mentioned seeing that her best friend's plate was almost untouched.
"I don't have much of an appetite, and neither do you, apparently." He said without missing that detail.
Jasmine totally ignored that comment, since there was something more important that they needed to talk about. "Chris, about the schedule for next semester... Will we still enroll everything the same? It's been difficult these last few weeks to go get the groceries together, I've ended up doing it with Han. And well... I wanted to know if it's still in your plans that we continue doing it."
"Minnie, the thing is that the classes during these next six weeks are not daytime... I tried to find a different schedule, but I couldn't."
"Well, Chris, the thing is that I don't believe you." She said directly, without any hesitation. "I mean, why does it seem impossible to see you? I don't see you at home, I don't see you in class."
"It's not like that because I want to, Jasmine, there are just a lot of things."
"Sure..."
"Well, there wasn't much variety, I did my best." Lee Know said sitting down with something for everyone.
"Jasmine doesn't eat cherries," Chan remarked as soon as he saw the dessert, the poisonous nature of that comment was totally unnatural coming from him.
"Oh fuck! I didn't know it. I'm going to order something else."
"No, it is not necessary! It's not that I don't like it, it's just that I'm not used to eating it, but if you made it with a vegan dessert some time ago, I can definitely eat this." She answered with a smile.
After that awkward dinner, Minho and Jasmine went to the photographer's apartment, where they stayed for a while longer until she returned to her home alone. Once again, she did not stay for the night at Lee Know's.
**********
The new semester started in a more than odd way, for Changbin's attitude was getting worse, such as Chan's. Meanwhile, Han was beginning to notice not only that Minho wasn't spending as much time with them as before, but that he was always with Jaz. The boy could be a genius in terms of music, but he was a moron when it came to relationships. It was until he caught the couple walking from the university together, with Lee Know hugging her, that Han suspected something was up. Unfortunately, he didn't have Changbin around to ask. He had sworn not to bother Chan with that, but curiosity got the better of him and he ended up asking him at the worst time.
Chan hadn't even started classes yet and already had a gigantic model on one of the tables; to tell the truth, it was one of those days when even his friends ran away from him because of the face he had due to stress.
"Hi, what's up? What are you doing?" Han asked trying to be sneaky and not ask him outright, but Chan's face made him regret how stupid he had been. "I mean, when do you have to hand in that?"
"Soon."
"So you're not going to Changbin's party this weekend?"
"I don't have time for parties, Han, I have to finish this and I'm only halfway done."
"Bro, Changbin has so many days acting like the grumpy dwarf from Snow White that if you don't go, who knows how much longer we'll have to put up with him like this."
Chan grunted and covered his face, he knew that Han was right. There were genuinely irritating things in the world, but trying to bear Changbin complaining about everything was on top of them. Even Chan himself, who was pretty much the father of the group and who had more patience than a saint, refused to go through with it.
"I have no choice, I'll have to go."
"Not only do we have to go, we also have to help him set everything up."
"You're kidding me, right? Weren't Felix and Hyunjin giving him a hand with that?"
"Uh, hello? Do you remember Changbin's house? It's almost as stupidly big as yours, the two of them won't be enough. Also, Jaz told him she couldn't and of course Lee Know refused to help."
"Well... I guess there's nothing else to say, we'll have to go." He answered sighing and messing up his hair a little, his head ached from working on the same thing for hours without resting.
"Hey, speaking of Jaz and Lee Know..." That sentence... that simple sentence was all it took for Chan to tense up, Han could swear he saw his friend's jaw tightening, his body language clearly expressed the effect that statement had on him.
That was the time when Han realized that it had been even more stupid to pretend to ask his friend that, but he really didn't think he would react like that. Why would he have to? Han wondered.
"What about them?" Chan asked waiting for his friend to continue talking.
"Nothing..."
"Spit it out." He ordered.
"Don't you think they're spending a lot of time together? Do you think something's going on between them?" Chan just shrugged his shoulders, as if he didn't know and didn't care.
"I guess it's up to them if something's going on or not."
"It would be a little weird to see Lee Know with someone. No, sorry, seeing JAZ with someone!"
"What are you talking about?"
"Jaz has been single ever since...well you know...ever since what happened between you guys. You have been seeing Gia for some time, and even though she's not my favorite person, I think I'm used to seeing you two from time to time, but Jaz has not been with anyone, at least not like this. I mean, don't get me wrong, she has every right in the world to make her life with whoever she wants... I'm just saying it's weird."
Han was trying to be a little more clear about what he wanted to say, but it just kept getting more tangled up and Chan would see how his silence began to anguish, so as best he could, he answered.
"You're right, Minnie has the freedom to date whoever she wants, even if it's Lee Know. So whether it's true or not, back her up, it's the least she deserves."
"I'm so fucking glad that you think that way! I'd hate having bad blood in our group. Jeez! I'm so stupid, I thought this could upset you, but it seems you're okay with it."
Chan looked at him and really thought that his friend was quite a special case; how could that be the same boy who warned him to tell Jaz about her father? He even analyzed in a matter of seconds the man's shady intentions when asking Chan to not say anything. Han's reasoning process was definitely going at its own pace.
"You are not stupid." The boy corrected him with a sad smile. "If I were in your shoes, I would be worried about you too, but I'm fine."
"And you and Gia...?"
"Okay, now in THAT you are indeed a stupid guy, you're seeing more things than there are." He said laughing and going back to his work.
**********
On the day of the party, the boys helped Changbin with everything. Chan and Han were making sure the speakers installed in the house were working properly; unfortunately, the morning rain had ruined several cables and now it had been a challenge to fix them. Meanwhile, Felix was trying to set some furniture with the people who worked at Changbin's house, and Hyunjin had gone with Changbin to buy some missing things.
After a while, they realized that there were only two hours left before people began to arrive and there was still much to do.
"Why the hell did you have to invite the whole damn college?" Han asked furious with his friend.
"Of course he had to! They all had to come today." Hyunjin replied as if it was the obvious thing to do.
"That's just because you love being the center of attention."
"You too, you're always stealing everyone's thunder," Hyunjin said throwing a balloon at him. Han tried to push it away with his hand, but one of his bracelets had an ornament that ended up exploding the balloon on his own face.
The level of shock that the explosion produced in Han drove him to shove Hyunjin, and him, being the over-the-top kid that he was, dove to the ground as if Han had seriously hurt him.
While the two of them did THE scene, Changbin whined about them for complaining about him having invited so many people. Felix was moving some furniture and ended up breaking a very expensive decoration of Changbin's mother, and as long as nobody noticed, he collected all the glass at the same time that Chan told him to stop because he was going to hurt himself. In turn, Chan kept working on the wires, telling Hyunjin and Han to calm down, and pleading with Changbin to stop complaining about everything.
Chan was so stressed that he didn't even continue to scold them, he just sat in an armchair to see all the fuss his friends had. To tell the truth, he looked like a father already tired of his children not listening to him.
Suddenly, a female voice immediately silenced everyone. "What's going on here? Why are Hyunjin and Han DIRTY and on the floor? Why is Felix crying again and why is Changbin standing in a corner angry? Chris, what are you doing there? Control them!"��
Jasmine had arrived with Lee Know, Seungmin, and Romy, despite the fact that the four of them had a lot to do and had said they would be late, they ended up taking pity on their friend and had come to help. Besides, they all owed Changbin an apology, especially Romy. However, not even in their wildest dreams would they expect to find such chaos.
After all the complaints that Jasmine had to hear from everyone, the girl was nowhere near controlling the situation until Lee Know realized something that NO ONE had thought of until that moment.
"Why is there no food?"
"Lee Know, it's not funny, don't make stupid jokes. Can't you see that everyone is on the verge of an attack?" Romy asked, causing only Seungmin's laugh to be heard, it really seemed funny to him to see everything that was happening.
"Don't talk to me like that, lady." He warned pointing to her with his finger. "I'm not joking, I came from the kitchen and there's not a single shit to eat, with is funny considering we're on a mansion."
"How come? HAN!" Changbin yelled about to kill him. "You told me you called to order the food!"
"And I clearly told you they didn't answer me, but for throwing your bratty tantrums you ignored me!"
"And I don't want to make everything worse, but the water's gone and they can't fill the pool..." Hyunjin said very softly fearing Changbin would suffer from an attack right there.
"Bin, calm down, we'll find a solution for everything," Jasmine said slowly approaching him and gently touching his shoulder. "Let's see, the first thing is to heal Lix's hand, Seungmin, help him. Han, clean yourself up and help Chris with the wires. Hyunjin, you'll come with me to see how to fix the pool. Romy, you go with Changbin to buy something to eat."
"WHAT?"Romy's claim didn't last a second, because the look her friend gave her was enough for her to nod and leave the house with Changbin.
"Min, could you see if there's anything you can cook in the meantime?" The girl asked softly so that only Lee Know would hear.
"I'm only going to do it because it's a question and not an order." He said rolling his eyes and going to the kitchen.
They all moved and did what the girl had told them except Chan, who continued to sit on the couch, but this time looking at her best friend, who came to his side and moved a few cables that were tangled around his shoulders.
"Change that face, everything's under control." She affirmed showing him a slight smile even though things were not going well between them.
"I swear one more minute and I'd kill them all."
"You can't complain, I left you with Han, I'm taking Hyunjin." She teased winking at him and making him laugh.
"Thank you, Minnie. But I think Romy was not so happy."
"Those two have to learn to get along whether they like it or not. They're a bit toxic, just like the two of them..." She pointed to Han and Hyunjin, who were fixing their clothes between them.
"Are you really going to leave me with Han?" He asked looking into her eyes. "We could change that, you know?"
"Don't tell me you prefer to stay with Hyunjin." Chan laughed in such a tender way that Jaz could see his dimples, clearly he didn't want to stay with Hyunjin, nor with Han, he wanted to stay with her.
"Jaz!" Lee Know called coming out of the kitchen and approaching them. "Kitten, come, I need you to see this."
The boy's interruption was the last thing Chan needed at the moment, but even worse than seeing Minho take her away from him was hearing how he named Jaz. That "Kitten" madded Chan so much that he ended up getting up and throwing a few cables to the ground while grabbing others.
"Okay, I'm ready! What do I have to do?" Han asked arriving at the wrong time, AGAIN. "Chan?"
"Let me work alone." He responded by turning his back.
"But..."
"Do you want to help? Bring me something to drink."
**********
By the time the guests arrived, all the issues had been solved. There was music, food, the pool was full, and the house looked better than ever. Yet, the one who had decided to start the party early was Bang Chan, who had never, absolutely NEVER drunk like that night. He'd been through all the drunken phases and the party wasn't even halfway over. First, his thoughts slowed; then came the radical change in which, according to him, his reflections had become clearer and more precise, but really it was the opposite. Chan would thank heaven all his life for having lost his cell phone that night, because in one of those moments of "clarity" he had decided to accept the job that his father offered him. He was going to call him, he was so serious that he even asked Felix to give him his cell phone since he could not find his. But then, he realized that he had not the slightest idea what his father's number was, so Chan had to abort his almost suicidal mission. After that, Chan went through that stage where he did and said things that he would never remember. Among those was kissing a couple of girls and trying to convince Romy that Changbin was a nice boy, not forgetting the singing lessons he tried to give Seungmin. Finally, he reached that phase of intoxication that everyone hates, when all the euphoria and exaltation disappears to make room for depressing thoughts, when the person can not do more than think about what he lacks to be happy. And there was what he lacked, a few steps away from him. It shouldn't be that hard to get close to her, right? After all, she was his best friend, so why couldn't he talk to Jaz? He thought watching her checking her cell phone. She was alone, sitting on the same couch that he had been sitting in a few hours before while they talked.
"It's Minnie... why can't I sit next to her, who's going to say no?" Chan wondered as he finished the drink he had in his hand.
However, it had been at least two hours since Chan had made one of the worst mistakes of that night by agreeing to have Changbin pour him a whiskey from his father. When Changbin least realized it, Chan had taken the bottle, he didn't even let Changbin drink more and Chan ended up drinking almost all of it, he barely had a little left, which was exactly what he had before approaching Jaz.
Despite so much alcohol in his blood, the boy could control his body well, he did not bump into anything or collide with anything, and his gaze seemed the same as always, so he could have fooled almost anyone but Jaz.
That was how he came to her side.
"Chris, you scared me!" She said when he had dropped into the couch with a little more force than usual.
"Hi, Minnie! Why are you here alone looking at your cell phone?"
"I was just reading some messages from Dad." She answered by shrugging her shoulders. "I hadn't opened them, but it's annoying to see the notifications there. He insists that I go see his new house and that we talk."
"Maybe you should... After all, he's your dad, he's important to you."
"I think this isn't the time to talk about this, we're at a party; besides, I know you, you're talking with your drunk voice," Said the girl looking for her bag to store her cell phone.
"I'm just trying to help you, you know?"
"You could help me better if you pass me my purse." She said trying to reach it but it was too far from her.
"So, the song from the other day..."
The casualness with which the topic came from Chan's lips caused the cell phone to slip from Jaz's hands and she looked at him immediately, as if she had heard wrong and expected Chan to correct himself, but he didn't.
"We should talk about it, Minnie." He suggested with such confidence and composure that Jasmine thought that she had made a mistake and that her friend was not really drunk.
"Cha, what are you...?"
"I'm back!" Said Lee Know sitting on the other side of Jasmine. "There are too many bathrooms in this house and they were all occupied, I had to go to the pool one. Did you know that Changbin put a pool table outside? I think that's a bad idea."
"What's a bad idea? Changbin near the pool, or the table?" She asked trying to forget what Chan had said before. Since she was paying attention to Minho, she didn't look at the force and fury with which Chan grabbed a beer from the table and opened it, drinking a great deal in one gulp.
"Well, I was really thinking about the table."
"It could be dangerous for Bin, he doesn't know how to swim, I have already told him many times not to be near swimming pools."
"Don't worry so much, kitten, he's fine, he's not THAT stupid." He assured putting his arm around Jaz's shoulders. "Chan, you did a great job with those speakers, the music is playing all over the house." Lee Know had been pointing at the speakers when he saw more people enter Changbin's house, including a group of girls. "Just look who's coming in!" He said laughing mischievously looking at the girls. "I invited them, they are my classmates."Lee Know's excitement at seeing the girls there confused both Chan and Jasmine, it couldn't be that he was so cheeky with Jaz by his side.
For the first time, Minho realized what they were thinking and immediately explained what was going on. "I think you might like one of them." He said smiling at Chan.
"Lee Know, what the hell?"
"You recently told me you're not in a relationship with Gia, so I thought I could introduce you to someone else. Jaz, I'll be right back." Lee Know said practically pushing Chan to go with him.
"No, Lee Know, wait." Chan tried to say releasing his arm from Lee Know, but he lost his balance and would have fallen if Jasmine hadn't grabbed his shoulders.
"Chris, you're sitting down! How can you fall down like that?" Jaz asked before Lee Know took him again from the arm and pushed him to go meet the girls.
**********
After a while, Lee Know had left Chan with his friend while he disappeared with Jaz.
"Min, do you really think it was a good idea to let Chris go like that? I think he was a little tipsy." Jaz mentioned walking out to one of the gardens with her photographer.
"Kitten, that'll be a boost for him! Sometimes Chan gets too shy, the same thing happened when he was in England, many girls came looking for him and he paid no attention to any of them, though I later found out it was because he had just broken up with his girlfriend." Naturally, Jaz had nothing to say about it, since the girlfriend Minho was talking about was her. "He'll be fine, just let him loosen up a bit."
Jaz nodded with a forced smile.
"You're a mess, you haven't even noticed you have leaves all over your hair." Lee Know said shaking his head negatively and gently taking them off.
"Lucky me that I have you here so you can fix the terrible mess that I am." She answered standing on her tiptoes and for the first time, Lee Know felt her lovingly hugging him. Or rather, it was the second time, the first time he wouldn't forget so easily, it was the night Doongie had disappeared.
The boy's amazed face was extremely humorous to Jasmine, who seized the opportunity to tease him and kiss his cheeks over and over again. Jaz knew how he would react, it was quite adorable to see him trying to move away saying that he didn't like skinship, but, at the same time, Jasmine would feel his hands holding her by the hips and keeping her close to him.
"Jasmine, I'm serious, stop it!" Between the extremely furrowed brow and his pouty lips, Jaz didn't know what she found funnier. It could be true that there wasn't much love between them yet, but they had a great time together. "I don't like you doing that!"
"Liar! Look, your read ears! And you're not even moving." She said tickling him. "You look so cute when you get mad. Do you really think someone is going to fear you? You're nothing but a spoiled child, that's why Seungmin doesn't respect you."
"Oh my God! How can you be so damn annoying!?" The boy said looking into her eyes and laughing resignedly. "If it weren't for the fact that it'll be harder to take off that dress later, I swear I would have thrown you in the pool by now."
"Minho, I don't believe anything you say; in fact..." She whispered passing both hands over the boy's shoulders, causing their bodies to touch, even their lips were already touching each other. "These days that you won't be here for your trip, you are going to miss me."
"YOU are going to miss ME." The boy whispered, capturing Jaz's lower lip with his lips and gently biting it. "Kitten..."
"Yes?"
"Come with me, it's not many days and the place won't be so bad."
"Min..."
"I know you don't like to sleep anywhere other than your bed, I know, that's why I have a proposal for you. If you come with me, you won't even have to sleep, I won't let you sleep, so you won't miss your bed." He said raising his eyebrows.
Jaz sighed shaking her head, then brought a hand to Lee Know's cheek and stroked it tenderly. "It's not that, handsome."Jasmine was trying, she really was and Lee Know knew it. He had noticed certain changes in the girl's attitude, but he couldn't ask too much of her, he knew they had to go slowly and for some reason it seemed unthinkable for the girl to spend the night with someone else, it was the moment when all her alerts went off and she wanted to run away the most. It was when she felt most vulnerable, when she remembered Chan the most. "I...shit...I'm sorry." Jaz said feeling bad that she couldn't go a little further and open up with Lee Know.
"Hey, Jaz, it's okay, you don't have to worry." Minho took her hand again and pulling her closer to him, hugged her.
"I'm sorry."
"Well yes, you should be sorry you're not kissing me, so you should apologize."
The girl raised her face as soon as she felt the boy's hand on her chin and soon she was kissing him just the way Minho loved it.
"Thank you, cat boy..." She whispered kissing his cheek.
"I have to leave very early tomorrow, Chan took charge of the last meetings, and now it's my turn. I was thinking that when I come back we can do something different."
"Something different?"
"Leave it to me." He said winking at her.
For a while the couple was alone in the tranquility of Changbin's garden, enjoying each other's company until they realized that almost an hour had passed.
"Let's go inside, I want to see if Chan finally managed to get close to that girl."
"You mean, your friend? You looked very happy when you saw her coming in."
When Lee Know heard that and saw that Jasmine was crossing her arms, he burst into laughter. "Wow! This is new, it looks like someone IS jealous."
"Jealous me? Minho, please." Jasmine walked past him, pretending she hadn't heard that last, but Lee Know's laughter and his tight hug made her stop walking.
"You were jealous and you didn't even try to hide it, do you think I didn't see your face?"
"Shut up and let go of me." She ordered trying to remove Lee Know's arms from around her waist, but only earned her a tighter hug.
"Come on, kitten, accept it, just say yes and I'll let you go."
"Not even in your dreams."
"Oh! In my dreams you do much more than say yes." He said biting her earlobe but before things escalated... "I'm happy with you, you don't have to be jealous. I like you, kitten." He said that last kissing her cheek and taking her by the hand so they could go back inside.
**********
Just entering the house again, Lee Know and Jaz noticed the soju bottles and beer cans around the group of people where Chan was. Apparently, the whole time the couple was in the garden, the group was playing something that involved cards and lots of drinks.
Lee Know's laugh was the complete opposite of Jasmine's expression upon seeing the type of party they were having. And it was that she didn't party, after all, one of her best friends was Changbin, it was only that she felt uneasy seeing Chan drinking like that. She immediately looked for the rest of her friends, but fortunately, none of them were there, only Chan. Naturally, her first instinct was to get him out of there but Minho insisted that he was just having a good time and to let him continue having fun.
Meanwhile, Romy and Changbin were near the pool, they had apparently managed to communicate like civilized people that night. On the other hand, the other boys were together, but a little far away, Jaz with cost and could see them. Since she was trying to see what the others were doing, Jasmine didn't listen when the group proposed to play something that she HATED since she was in high school. As soon as she saw that a bottle had been brought out and kissing had begun between the group, she grabbed Lee Know's arm.
"I want to leave." She stated.
"But, kitten..."
"Minho, I'm not joking, I DON'T want to play this or ANYTHING involving a stupid bottle and alcohol."
Jasmine's seriousness reached such a point that there was not even a trace of the smiles that the girl always gave to her friends. Her reaction's roots came from the memories of that party at school when she was forced to see Chan kissing Chloe, when deep down they both knew that the bottle had targeted both of them. She also recalled when she heard Chan saying that there was nothing between them. And how to forget it when he himself turned the bottle to kiss her after asking her out? There were too many feelings related to that game that she did not want to revive.
"Precious, just give me a few minutes, I have a plan that will work out perfectly."
"Shit..." Jaz thought as she felt the wound reopen.
In another opportunity, it would be certain that Chan would perceive Jaz's feelings; yet, by that time of the night, the boy had more alcohol in his body than blood. Actually, he solely had a clear thought, one that would end up causing a huge problem.
"Hi!" Felix greeted coming up behind Jaz. "No way! Are they seriously playing with the bottle? How old are they supposed to be?"
"Do you think I'm happy? I hate this FUCKING game." Jaz said looking for a way to escape.
"What's the matter?"
"Lix, I don't want to be here and Lee Know keeps insisting on it."
"Come on, Jaz! It's just a game, relax a bit."
"It's NOT just a game." She clarified so distressed that Felix finally understood that something was wrong.
"Hey... don't worry, if you don't want to play we stay here, they won't see us." He kindly suggested moving Jaz to the side.
Fortunately, the group had soon grown bored with playing with the bottle and started to spread out. Jasmine could even breathe easy when she saw that only Lee Know, Chan, Felix, two boys and five girls were left. At least there weren't as many people as before, plus they had put the bottle aside and now they were concentrating on a card game. The punishments each time they lost were more ridiculous and more than one get to chill Jaz, like when Felix lost and had to imitate the sound of a mosquito.
It seemed that everything was under control again, but what Jaz didn't see was the mischievous smile Lee Know had when he noticed that Chan had lost again.
"Okay, enough is enough! All the punishments have been especially light for you, this is ridiculous, I'll decide your dare."
"Shoot," Chan said raising his arms.
"You have to kiss the most beautiful girl at the party."
Those who remained laughed and even applauded the challenge that Minho had assigned him, they all knew it was a child's game, but if there was alcohol involved, everything became more fun, at least in their eyes.
Lee Know wanted Chan to finally move on and kiss the girl he had introduced him to, after all, she was quite beautiful; however, Chan smirked and then deeply sighed.
"Are you sure, Lee Know?"
"Sure! Come on, do it." the photographer insisted.
As soon as she heard that, Jasmine turned around and tried to talk to Felix. "Lix, let's get out of here, this is..."
Felix had been remarkably attentive to his friend ever since he sensed her discomfort; in fact, he was such a good friend that he had even brought her something to drink. So Jaz did no more than ask him to leave when he was already nodding. For the same reason, seeing the ease with which some manly hands grabbed her friend's hip and made her turn around, Felix stopped short, worried. However, he didn't have time to do or say anything at all, because his jaw dropped sharply when he witnessed that the one who had grabbed her hip was Chan. The guy even dropped some of the drink he was bringing to Jaz upon seeing Chan's lips claiming Jasmine's as his own. Lee Know had challenged him and Chan had accomplished it, he was now kissing the most beautiful girl at the party.
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"Eating eggs with mayonnaise is about as dumb as eating tomatoes with ketchup"
Oh the random crap I mail bomb the unit supervisor's dms.
So! My dumb ass went to the library to return a dvd and you know how that goes, I leave with a huge fucking pile of books or whatever. Then I went to this christian seacond hand / charity shop thing, got some random fabric (yet again.) a plate that looks like a leaf (I thought it was cute) AND THEY HAD A BOTTLE OF HOLY WATER OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT AND I THOUGHT, YEA THAT'S HILARIOUS I NEED THAT IN MY WEIRD ASS COLLECTION OF ITEMS OF SPIRITUAL PROPERTIES. LIKE???
That place also let's you take old books for free sometimes so I have a couple more old books I'll never read, I'm want to make something out of them but can't come up with anything. I have one project in ming but that requires at least a A4 size book to be destroyed and I don't have a suitable one for that right now...
Also the super market had little decorative glass bottles and I got like 4 of those for my little, uh, "herbs and potions and things" -collection.
A few super cheap pens and paper clasps, a weird, metallic container of what I believe to be juice concentrate (that I don't really need but I have it now) from this other shop.
and
FOOOOD.
I checked how much the stuff I had to carry back weighed, bc I had a hard time dragging it all back and like
14 kilos.
No wonder my back fucking hurts? Also my physical stamina is so bad atm, I might as well just have just ONE LUNG (1)...
(It's an old joke, we had to do this test at shool where you blow all the air from your lungs into a thing that mearures how much air it was. I got a fairly bad result and had to do it multiple times but it was still more closer to half of what it should have been, therefore ; 'maybe I just have one lung.'
I hope my psysical status will improve eventually but I feel I'm partly the reason for it. I literally just sat at home most of 2023, I like completely stopped all the physical stuff I used to do and my strenght and stamina stats dropped a lot and I got kinda fat. :(
I'm really tired so often I don't feel motivated to do any extra exercise than necessary to get necessities from the town...
I'm supposed to get my blood checked again to see the anemia status, they haven't been able to find anything else, but I don't think this is all just in my head...
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Sorry but is bullshit and nosans like okey fine be cofuze but ◇o🗡m🗡f🗡g◇ and no sans a say argument " ugh katsune name gumi" well same say kitkat is blackskin radom emo kid cherater a das backrown cherater a did better a stupid enoing pastel bullshit boy
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"your are evil cant lonly be one evil" huh? Knows song huh
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Oblivion
Sometimes when i wake from daydreaming everyone is gone. Like everyone just vanishes. Il be in class and one second the crowded lecture hall is loud, but i loose myself in my thoughts and im suddenly alone.
Its not just that too, every time this happens everything seems open almost. Like one time i was daydreaming in class like i mentioned earlier and the next second everyone was gone. Just vanished.
The lights were dark and the only light was creeping in through the windows, and the hallway lights were on too, so I decided to get up and start following them.
My shools hallway cant control which specific lights go on and off, so it was strange to see specific lights go on, lighting a path for me to go along. To the right, down the hall, up the stairs, past the 3rd floor bathroom, and out the roof exit.
Ive never been to the roof, but i imagine its flat, with occasional outcroppings with airconditioning units, vents, etc, and i imagine the sunset must be stellar up there. I used to love the sunset before my daydreams started. Everytime the sun started to set it always felt like there was a demon behind me, always just out of sight, leering with an invisible hatred. And as the sun sets in these dreams i always get more afraid.
I start to feel the demon take over, my feet walk on their own, my hands pull out a cigarette i didnt have before and lay it in my mouth. Eventually im always just on the edge of the danger. One choice away from oblivion.
This time it was different. I didnt expect the demon to look like me. In old media demons were always naked, with fire and brimstone. In modern media they always had suits and ties, with eyeshadow. In yesterdays trance a man who looked exactly like me joined me on the edge.
I can feel the hatred lying behind his eyes. A veritable pot of suffering and rage, directed at anything and everything which can be discribed as having wronged him, or even nothing at all. Even if he is polite he is not kind, there simply isnt an ounce of joy, laughter, or anything positive behind those eyes. The only thing behind those eyes is pure hatred.
"Need a light friend?" He says as he lights my ciggarette without asking. He pulls out one of his own and lights that too, the flame crackles and hisses, and the heat radiates back at me, warming my face against the cool breeze.
He takes a puff and says "so what the fuck are we doing here then? Why are we here?"
Im quiet for a minute. "Im not so sure myself. I suppose i got here myself. One foot before the other." I say, before taking a long drag of my ciggarette. The light flares up, and the tar filled smoke fills my lungs.
"You had it good you know" the man says "you fucked it all up yourself."
"I know that" i say "i tried my best though, that has to count for something right?
"Hell does that matter?" He asks in a way that makes me think hes not asking, hes dismissing. I take another long drag of my ciggarette as he continues "Its the consequences of your actions which count, and the consequences of the things you have done vastly outweigh any good youve done"
The sun is getting lower and the sky is a brilliant blood orange. I say "i threw every fiber of my soul behind recovery. That has to mean something." I look down at the ground below, my feet dangle off the edge as i do.
"It means you failed, and you created more suffering in the world." He says. I take a 3rd drag, as the ciggarette shortens. "You out all that mental torture, all that anguish into making pitiful gains. And for what? So you could fail again and create more suffering? Shameful"
I take another drag. The ciggarette is down to just the filter now. The man gets up and walks back inside from the roof. "Theres an easy way to fix all of this. You would prevent so much suffering, and you are responsible for the actions you dont take."
Then i woke up. Back in class, like nothing ever happened. This is the farthest one of those dreams have ever gotten and ive had a pitt in my stomach ever since then.
Hes right too. I know he is. And i feel myself almost marked for slaughter, living on borrowed time. I dont want to die, but he has a convincing argument for joining oblivion.
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( ⎙ ) HOW YOU MET ENHYPEN (HYUNG LINE) !! - high school edition.
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wc: 2.3k+. warnings: mentions of groping, violent acts/fights: punching, kicking, choking, etc; did not proof read at all. genre: fluff, angst if you squint??, comedy.
a/n: i REALLY REALLY REALLY really hate this. like i truly do. esp the jake one,,,, yeah i hate these. anyways maknae line coming soon so stay tuned for that 🙋🏻♀️🙋🏻♀️
HEESEUNG • 희승
he's the so-called ace of your highschool. has amazing grades, does sports, talented as fuck, can do basically anything and outshines everyone just by existing.
so when you enter the classroom on the first day of your shool year and are met with the lee heeseung sitting in front of the teachers desk, you aren't really surprised. because that's how most of the smart kids act: they sit somewhere close so they can suck up to the professor as if their life depends on it.
you know all their tricks because every single semester you're usually the one being sat right next to them, at the very front, having eye-to-eye staring contests with your biology teacher who apparently still holds a gruge and isn't able to let go of that one time you threw a paper plane at her in sixth grade.
so now she has to look directly at you, every single day of every. single. year. just to feel content and "safe" from your antics.
now your seatmate, the - astonishingly handsome - ace of HYBE high school, is a bit... different from what you had expected.
you've sat next to a fair share of goody two shoes and teachers pets, heads hung low when the professor is explaining something and hands up high whenever there is a question asked, such dedication still amazes you to this day.
yet heeseung is on the quieter side, opting to silently murmur his answers instead of throwing his hand up in the air the second a question leaves the teachers lips.
HE DOESN'T EVEN TAKE NOTES!?!?! you asked him if you could copy his since you had been a bit late that day, the lesson being extremely important for your upcoming biology exam, and you were surprised to hear him say:
"sorry, can't do! i don't really take notes..."
he saw you struggling to keep up and felt extremely bad for not being able to help, EVEN THO IT WASNT EVEN HIS FAULT STOP I LOVE HIM-
at the end of the lesson, he tapped you on your shoulder before you could get up from your seat and asked you for your phone number - VERY AWKWARDLY MIGHT I ADD!!!!
you were a bit confused at first, blush spreading across your cheeks from his sudden interest in you, since you hadn't really interacted before this, just sitting in silence doing your own thing.
the second he caught on and realized that you might have gotten the wrong idea he started flaling his arms around, face beet red, a string of no's leaving his lips.
"i meant i could help you with bio! if you wanted to, of course, haha..."
"oh... yeah, sure! would be great getting help from the infamous ace of HYBE!!"
let's just say... you aced the exam and now have a crush on your seatmate 😲😲 (haha get it?? aced??? lol. laugh. 🔫)
JAY • 제이
"y/n, your best friend just got into a fight with someone, they're at the school playground-"
your eyes widening at the words, your hand clutching onto your backpack you dash out of your classroom, ignoring your heavy bag that's definitely weighing you down.
as everyone knows, y/n l/n is much like a dog: loyal and extremely protective of ones dear to them; especially their best friend, who they believed was a saint, an angel sent from above, the boy they adored and treated like their older brother. he was so sweet and loving, how could he ever get into a fight?! he wouldn't even hurt a fly!
running through the hallways, pushing a few freshmen that probably hadn't heard of the massive fight that was going on right outside of the building out of your way - whatever, you could apologize to them once it was all over - you move forward, receiving weird looks from not only the oblivious students but also the adults and the teachers.
slamming the school entrance door open, you move around frantically, chest heaving up and down from the sudden loss of oxygen, panicked orbs observing everything around you, head spinning from the excessive amount of adrenaline rushing through your veins.
and suddenly, you hear a cry for help followed by a few screams from the crowd and a "break it off you two!" - your head shoots towards the direction of the groans and the yelps you assumed were your best friends', legs moving as if on their own to reach the destination as soon as possible.
and when you see your friend sprawled out on the ground, face bleeding, eyes bruised, lips swollen, you can't help but cry out to him, pushing everyone out of your way to get a better view of who is currently on top of him, knuckles red from the blood that's gushing out of his nose.
and there he is. someone who you later find out to be jay park, his sharp eyes turning even darker at the sight of your best friend under him, taking his punches because he just can't fight back, his hands wrapped around the others throat, holding him in place just to slam his head against the concrete once more. it's the helpless look in your best friends eyes, the silent cry he lets out when he catches a glimplse of you that makes you oh-so-desperate to save him from the 'beast', to be his knight in shining armor.
you can't help but charge towards them, pushing the male off your best friend, blood boiling at the sight of the one you loved like your own sibling looking so pathetic.
"what the hell do you think you're doing?!" your gaze turns from your helpless friend to the one who made him look so helpless, "what is wrong with you!"
"what is wrong with me?! no, no what is wrong with him!" the boy stands up, his finger that was once curled up into a fist now straightening out and pointing to the bleeding male - "i don't know who you are, his s/o-"
he steps forward towards you, his finger now darting your way - "his best friend or his nanny," he pokes your chest, eyes boring into yours, staring right through you. you can't help but step back, the determination and certainty that had once clouded your mind now cleared up completely - "i want you to make sure that he doesn't go near my friend's sister ever again."
"what..?" - you murmur, feeling sheepish under his mocking gaze. his eyebrows furrow at your question as he lets out the nastiest of scoffs.
"oh you don't know, do you? your friend here had been bothering her for quite some time now, calling her non-stop, cornering her in the hallways, taking advantage of her young age, even tried kissing her when she quite clearly gave no consent! hell, you weren't here to witness him groping her right in front of everyone!!!" he scoffs, turning away from you and walking towards the female in question, who's cheeks were stained with tears, her glossy eyes meeting your widened ones for a split second before you look away out of pure guilt.
"let's go, yeji." the male said, taking her hand in his and leading her away from the place, the crowd dying down as he did so, everyone leaving you and the one you saw as your role model alone together with not-so-quiet whispers of filthy words directed towards him and sorry looks thrown your way - the same look you gave him a few seconds ago.
yet now you can't help but feel reluctant, an unpleasant feeling of disgust washing over you when he calls out your name with a groggy, desperate voice.
JAKE • 제이크
everyones eyes were set on you, rightfully so. i mean you would be staring too if you saw someone walking around the hallways with - more like being walked around by - a huge dog on a leash without a care in the world.
well... with one care in the world. if the teachers or basically anyone who worked at this school caught you, you would be in so much trouble.
but there was simply no use in trying to be sneaky with an animal that's probably twice your size if it were to walk around on two feet instead of four. so, instead of embarrassing yourself by trying to tip-toe your way towards your destination you just embraced the fact that you probably looked badass to a bunch of baby freshmen right now.
what were you even doing? you didn't know yourself. far too caught up with trying to basically drag this dog to your schools "lost & found" - yes you heard me correctly, lost. and. found. - to even care about your science class that you were most likely going to be late to.
you found the poor baby running around the school gates, whimpering and barking. at first you assumed it was a stray dog that had wandered inside, taking out your lunch from your backpack to share it with her, later to find out that she had a collar around her neck that read "Layla". and her cries were not for food, but for her owner.
you felt bad just leaving her there, i mean you definitely weren't a monster! she probably missed her owner a lot, and she was on the school grounds. so, you took her to the lost and found... great plan...
"oh, hey y/n how can i help y- IS THAT A DOG?!"
"HUSHHH!!!! don't be so loud dude! if the principal catches me i'm done for. and yes, it is indeed a dog. i found her running around the school playground so i brought her in, assuming she belonged to one of the students, y'know?"
"... that was a terrible idea. this place is for lost items not living breathing walking animals? besides, what kind of idiot would bring their pet to school-"
"LAYLA!!! IT'S REALLY YOU!!"
yeonjun was cut off by the dog's owners screech of happiness, rushing towards the animal and engulfing it in a hug before turning towards you with the most stunning smile you have ever seen in your entire life, his eyes curled up into crescented moons, grin lighting up the entire room and you could quite literally feel heat radiating off him.
and you can't help but smile back, before giving yeonjun an "i told you so" look, content that your stupid idea somehow managed to save the lovely boy and his adorable dog some trouble.
"thank you so much!! i'm glad you found her, i was getting really worried. and bringing her to the lost and found was quite clever of you, haha"
your smirk grows wider at his compliment, shrugging slightly as you lean against the nearest wall, an 'i know' rolling off your tongue so naturally that if it weren't for yeonjun laughing his ass off at your confidence, the male would have believed that you were known for being the brainy one.
"but i am curious, how did this all... happen?" - you ask, and when he realizes that that question of yours was genuine and not meant to mock or poke fun at him, his grin grows even larger as he offers to discuss his dumbassary over lunch after school. after all he does have to pay you back for finding his dog and returning her safely.
SUNGHOON • 성훈
rumors spread quickly around your school, starting from something as simple as jake sim supposedly getting a dog (which turned out to be true) to something as serious as one of your teachers getting fired.
but news about park sunghoon - the hot, sexy, handsome, pretty, beautiful "ice prince" of your high school - spread even quicker.
apparently you and him had been caught making out in the janitors closet? what do they mean making out when you're not even friends with him- hell, you haven't even spoken once! but to your dismay, small things reach many people - especially the manic fangirls/boys of mr.park over here - and get morfed into absurd stuff such as the janitor incident mentioned above.
the 'ice prince' was known for his cold demeanour after all, so hearing him have the hots for someone was definitely shocking to a bunch of high schoolers who have nothing better to do than not mind their own business.
"jake this is insane! i don't even know them, what the hell happened?!"
"listen, man idk okay?! heeseung told me that someone spread rumors about seeing you two all over each other in the closet, i got nothing to do with this!!"
"ugh, this is real trouble, my reputation-"
and just like that, sunghoon was cut off by you pushing him against the locker, your hand right next to his head balled up into a fist, arms firm in their position as your sharp eyes stare right into his widened ones. and just by that, he can tell that you're not the one to mess with.
"listen here, sunghoon, did you go around telling people we made out just to fuck me over? were you bored or something?!"
the boy was too stunned to speak (HELP), lips forming into a thin line as his breath hitches. fortunately, jake is there to save the day! he explains everything to you and sunghoon can see your gaze visibly soften the second you find out that it wasn't his doing, he was a victim too!!
you move away from him, fixing up your clothes from all the frantic running and searching you had been doing just to find the boy you assumed was the culprit.
"sorry about that... but we really need to get this cleared up, if the principal hears about this, we're dead! what if we get expelled?!"
"i don't know, but whoever spread this rumor is about to get their ass be-"
"oh, hey love birds~ tell me y/n, how did our ice prince's face taste?? didn't know you were a bitch for him too."
one of the passer-by's coos at you, the others try to muffle their giggles and laughs - with their palms pressed against their lips - that were soon replaced by loud gasps and even screams when the park sunghoon had the other gasping for air, holding a handful of their collar in his fist.
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Tricked you
Sorry I haven’t updated in so long I nearly got kicked out of shool🤠💃🏻 But all is good now
Have fun tho. Punish me Remus-
Warning: 18+
Edit: Found this in my drafts. Have fun. Must have been a long time ago cuz already graduated bitchhhh puuurrrr I made it
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„James“ Remus sighed, fingers pinching the bridge of his nose in exasperation, „stop antagonizing her.“
James halted in his movements and watched you shoot him a triumphant grin. When he was sure that Remus wasn‘t looking anymore, he gave you a mocking smile and lifted his hand to flip you off.
Your grin quickly turned into a sneer and you crossed your arms over you chest in dismay. Opening your mouth wide you were just about to yell Remus‘ name, when James quickly pushed you on the bed and smashed his lips on yours.
Deciding that kissing James was a heck lot better, you looped your arms around his neck and pulled him closer, shivering when he positioned his hips right between your open thighs.
„That‘s what I thought“ James murmured between kisses and this time it was his triumphant grin that turned sour when you still called for your dom.
„Da-ddy!“ You sang, watching as James hung his head in in I-fucked-up-and-Remus-is-gonna-beat-my-ass kinda way.
Remus slammed his quill on the table and turned around with a truly annoyed frown on his scarred face.
„The fuck is it now?“
Jutting out your lip you forced your eyes to water a little as you crawled towards him on the bed from underneath James.
„Daddy“ You crooned, climbing onto his lap, deliberately keeping your glassy eyes on his.
Remus‘ frown softened and he wrapped his arms around your body comfortingly.
„What‘s wrong, pretty girl?“
James huffed, not bothering to hide his disbelief.
„Can‘t you see that she‘s acting? Stop fucking crying-“
„James.“ Remus warned, voice dark with suppressed rage for your sake.
Not liking the lack of attention you sniffled extra loud and Remus turned back to you, patiently waiting for your explanation. Even you had to admit that your acting was pretty spot on.
„Daddy, when you weren’t looking he- he-“
Stuttering to increase the tension, you forced your voice to break off and let a few tears escape. The way James was squirming on the bed satisfied you more than any orgasm could.
Remus smiled at you in encouragement and wiped your teary eyes with his callous palm.
„He what, baby?“
You forced out some more tears for extra dramatics and cried out.
„He flipped me off! And I didn‘t even do anything, I promise I was being a good girl like you asked me to be!“
James could’t contain his anger anymore.
„Don‘t act like you weren’t humping me only minutes ago you brat!“
Oh shit. Time to put the blame on him.
„You kissed me first! Without asking Daddy!“
„We are allowed to kiss, but you humped me!“
The accusation in James‘ voice made you flinch and your hands clenched around Remus‘ shoulders.
„Then you should have pulled away if it was so horrible!“
James rolled his eyes and gave you a flat look. Both of you knew, that it wasn‘t what he had meant to say.
„It wasn‘t horrible, that‘s not what I said. Stop twisting my words!“
„Why are you complaining then?!“
„Because you act like a brat and get away with it by batting your stupid eyes!“
„Oh so now my eyes are stupid? First you flip me off, then you call my a brat and now my eyes are stupid?!“
At this point you were just reaching to be honest. James‘ voice kept raising with every word he said until it was a fucking screaming contest between you two.
„Fuck you! I do so much for you and this is the thanks I get?!“
You slid off Remus‘ lap without noticing it and yelled at James, voices overlapping as you tried to out-scream the other.
„You don‘t do shit for me James! You wouldn‘t even give me your shirt this morning!“
James looked truly offened at this, as if that ridiculous comeback really got under his skin opposed to what you had screamed before.
„Don‘t you dare go there, my mum made that shirt for me! I don‘t want your make-up on the collar!“
„So a piece of fabric is now worth more than my feelings? Wow! You know what? Fuck you- ouch!“
A searing hot pain on your scalp brought your attention back to Remus and your eyes widened. James laughed from his position on the bed and leaned against the headboard, a satsified smile on his face.
„Guess we‘re both in trouble now.“
Realization dawned into you, making you want to put your head through the wall. Of course.
That bastard. That absolute fucking piece of garbage had tricked you. And you fell for it like a complete fucking idiot.
Remus‘ hand tightend in your hair as he pulled back enough to force your eyes on his. And he was not amused. Daddy was livid.
„I tell you to be quiet like good little pups should be and you start arguing - no - screaming right in front of me? Shame, pup I though you were smarter than falling for James‘ games.“
Your eyes watered, thruthfully this time, and you glanced up pleadingly through your wet lashes.
„Daddy-“
„Mm-mm“ Remus tutted and shoved you on the bed next to James, cracking his neck as he took in a deep breath to calm himself.
„I just wanted to get my shit done without any of you interrupting me“ Remus said calmly, hands undoing his belt, „Is that too much to ask for? You think it‘s alright for you to act up after I‘ve been so good to you?“
„No Daddy, it‘s not alright“ Came the reply from both of as you hung your head in shame. Remus wasn‘t playful today.
Crouching down in front of you he grabbed both of your chins and raised your heads.
„I‘m really fucking angry right now“ Remus‘ voice was quiet, but the slight tremor confirmed his statement, „so you better be good.“
„Yes Daddy.“ Another response from you two.
„How many do you think James deserves?“
That made you glance at James in surprise and you felt a sense of power rush through you with the way his baby blue eyes pleadingly stared into your own.
„Twenty, Daddy. But with your belt.“
Remus nodded, considering the answer.
„I was thinking about fifteen, but twenty it is. Alright, you‘ll get twenty then, darling.“
Why the hell was he looking at you expectantly.
Wait no!
„Uh, Daddy?“
Remus just gave you an uninterested glance, hands impatiently waving to make you turn around and bend over the mattress.
„I knew you wouldn‘t be thruthful, that‘s why I phrased it the way I did. Turn.“
Biting your lip to keep yourself from cursing you turned around, bending aver the edge of the bed with your arms secured behind you.
„Wipe the smile off your face James or you‘ll get double.“
James instantly turned his face blank as he watched Remus tug down your clothes to reveal the soft flesh of your behind.
„She‘s going to suck you off, but you aren‘t going to cum. Need a little training in edging anyway, you desperate boy.“
James blushed when Remus brought up his inability to keep himself from cumming. It‘s not like it was his fault that Remus was so good in what he was doing. James simply couldn’t resist. But now he had to.
„I don‘t want to suck him off“ You whined, too proud to pleasure your boyfriend.
A loud cracking sound, followed by sharp pain on the back of your thighs made you cry out in pain.
„Repeat youself, I dare you.“ Remus growled, fist clenching so tightly you heard the leather strain.
You clamped your mouth shut and glanced up at James through your lashes. His thumb brushed over your lips, reassuring you that you were safe. The intensity of Remus‘ dominance could be overwhelming at times, which is why James felt like it was his responsibility to calm you with little acts of reassurance from time to time.
Parting your lips, his thumb slid in. He didn‘t move his hand, just lightly pressing down on your tongue, chewing his bottom lip as he watched you suck softly.
You heard the clank of the belt falling on the floor and seconds later Remus‘ hands were on James pants, hand dipping inside to pull him out.
Fuck.
James was hard already, tip flushed beautifully. Breathy gasps escaped his dry lips when Remus pumped him a few times, angling his cock so the tip was resting against your cheek. Remus and James watched as little beads of precum smeared across your face, marking you in his scent.
„Lookin‘ so pretty with cum on your face, darling.“ Remus rasped, clearly affected by your big begging eyes and open mouth still sucking James‘ thumb.
„Will you suck him now?“
You nodded before he could finish talking, wanting to feel the hot flesh on your tongue.
„Please, wanna suck him, he‘s so pretty like this..“ Your voice trailed off when James bucked his cock against your mouth, a sucker for praises.
Remus didn‘t answer, only grabbed your head and pushed you down on James, cursing softly when both of you moaned in delight. His own pants felt tight and he just wanted to sink into you, to ravish you and make you moan again. Remus had always had a weakness for sounds, especially when he was the one who caused them. And hearing your high pitched moans and James‘ breathy groans made him go insane with lust.
Remus left your side to pick up his belt again, trailing your flesh with the leather. Every brush left goosebumps in its wake and you clenched your legs in anticipation.
„Don‘t move and don‘t make a sound.“
Not even a second after, you heard the crack of his belt in the air and dug your nails into James‘ thighs in pain. The latter hissed but welcomed it, letting it distract him from cumming without permission.
Oh no, he won’t get off so easy.
Remus was absolutely not holding back with the force behind his every smack. His breathing was heavy as he watched you skin first turn pink, then red. God, it made him so hot to see you take whatever he gave without question, to get on your knees and stick a cock in your mouth whenever he wanted you to.
James on the other hand was close to passing out, whimpering a strained „F-fuck“ when you swirled your tongue around the tip of his cock. He dug his hands into your hair to slow you down only to receive a slap on his flushed face from Remus.
„You better fucking take it like a good bitch, James.“ Remus glowered down at his submissive.
James gasped when your hand wiggled between his legs to press just underneath his balls, hips twitching from the pressure on his prostate.
„Not fair“ James whined, „She‘s doing other things too!“
Remus slapped him again, twice. „What did I say?“
„I‘ll take it, I‘m sorry. But it feels so good, please let me cum!“ James blinked up at his friend in frenzy, anxiously biting his lips raw.
Remus focused in his glistening lips and cursed loudly. He really, really wanted to see James cum. James is always so pretty when he cums, with his bright eyes glossing over.
You noticed the shift on Remus‘ face and pulled away, glaring at James when he tried to push back inside your mouth.
„Daddy“ You hissed, „I thought that this was supposed to be his punishment? Don‘t tell me he swayed you already“
Now that seemed to reign Remus back in because he turned towards you, anger rapidly rising again.
„Oh no“ Remus replied calmly, „I want you to ruin his orgasm.“
James' mouth opened and closed a few times, clearly in shock of what the fuck Remus had said. He turned to you and nearly burst out in tears when he realized that Remus really had uttered those disgusting words.
"Uh, hold on a moment" James cleared his throat, "These punishments are not distributed equally, I demand a retrial."
You nearly laughed but bit your lip when you saw Remus smirk cruelly. Remus gestured you to step away and took your place on the ground between James' still trembling thighs. Not bothering to answer, Remus wrapped his hands around James again, commanding you to pin his hands to the matress next to his open legs.
"This is my justice, James. Start being a good boy or get used to it."
Remus opened his mouth and licked at James' cock, keeping his eyes on the others face. His hands continued to press on his prostate and play with his balls, feeling them contract every time he hallowed his cheeks to suck harder.
"Moony, please, Moony just let me cum. I'm so c-close!"
Remus smirked and went faster, enjoying the was James broke eye contact to throw his head back, broken whimpers escaping his mouth.
"Moony!"
And Remus pulled away, watching as James continued to cum without the stimulation. James cried out in frustration, actual tears escaping his glossy eyes to drip over flushed cheeks.
"Dont cry James, you know I hate it when you act like a baby."
Remus got so close that his nose was touching James'.
"Have you learned you fucking lesson then?"
James clenched his jaw in anger, wanting to slap the other boy across his pretty face.
"Yes, Remus."
#poly!marauders#remus lupin smut#james potter smut#remus x james x reader#marauders smut#marauders x reader
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Ardent Affections :
Pairing : Timeskip + Virgin! Sakusa Kiyoomi x Female reader
Rating : 18+, Explicit
Word count : 3k
Warnings : Smut and fluff (and holy shit I ended up including a bit of angst) , Loss of virginity, blow job, fingering, vaginal sex, established relationships.
A/n: I prefer dirtier side of Smuts but this was as far as I could go with Saku sooooo I hope my fluffy smut isn't cringey >.<.
Putting the plum filled onigiri in the clean plastic container, you give it another look over to make sure it's tidy enough, afterall, the person you made this for was nothing if not picky. But, you also knew he loved umeboshi, so after a few successful weeks of your relationship with Sakusa, you went ahead and bought more than enough dried plums to practice making something he won't be able to refuse. It didn't take long to reach the gym he was practicing at, with lunch time approaching, he'd be on his break too, giving you the perfect chance to have some alone time.
One would think, that no boyfriend would refuse their significant other's cooking but falling in love with him as well as dating him made you realise it wasn't the status quo. He was, at the very least, peculiar. Always on his own, Sakusa never felt the need to be involved with a lot of people, ironical as it may be for someone who played a team sport, his idiosyncrasies made it hard for most people to get close to him. That's why the sight of a cluster of high shool girls flocking your boyfriend, to give him their handmade goods was comical yet unsettling.
It wasn't something you got jealous at, but it's something that made you second guess yourself instead, whenever the thought of making him something pooped in your head, this same scene played infront of your eyes. Sakusa surrounded by a bunch of girls with heart eyes, wanting to give him stuff. On the verge of losing his polite demeanor, Sakusa almost gave them a taste of his blunt indifference if it weren't for some faculty member intervening. Today was the same.
With the perfect excuse, he pulled himself away from the group and sauntered towards you, eye twitching with a look that screamed ' I saw you having fun on my expense'. You quickly pulled yourself out of the gloomy thoughts and greeted him with your regular smile.
" I didn't wanted to disturb your fan meet", the cheeky tone in your voice added to his annoyance.
" I assure you that you didn't, besides you know I don't like hand made stuff ", he grumbled, voice carrying the regular icky note you were used to but it caused the dull ache in your heart grew. Before you could answer, you saw Bokuto running towards your direction, making you jump with his boisterous greeting,
" HEY! Y/n chan!... Are you gonna join us for lunch as well ?", The look in his face was as cute as his voice which was cutoff by Sakusa's cold one,
" No. I don't like the places you go to eat. Also, I'm done for today so we have no reason to stay.", Curt and to the point, Sakusa answered him and gestured you with his eyes to follow him instead.
" Geez, it's like he can never let loose!, Y/n chan! You should ask him to open up more!", pouting, the energetic male glared at Sakusa's retreating form.
"Ummm, Sorry Bokuto! He still doesn't know how to..... People? I guess? But he's trying! I know he is! So don't worry... We'll catch up with you guys sometime else okay?", With a slight bow, you trailed after your boyfriend, leaving a deflated Bokuto behind.
As you walked behind him, you thought about the first time the both of you met, he didn't even looked at you properly before leaving just like he was right now, about how you had to put your feelings out in the open first so that he'd finally notice them, how, for the last few days your garbage can only had dozens of messed up onigiri, and how the lunch you packed was getting colder by the minute as it layed still in your bag.
You were lost in thought for the rest of the way, he wasn't one to talk much but your constant silence was not something that often happened. Still not being used to initiating small talks, all he could do was gaze at the dazed look on your face.
The two of you made your way back to his apartment that the sports facility provided the players. You had been here a couple of times before but never long enough to actually call it 'staying over'.
" Why are we at your place?", You quietly ask, making him pause before speaking.
" I did say I was done with practice for the day", opening the front door he ushered you in. It was unsurprisingly neat, the entrance not having any useless items, infact everything in his place had a purpose or use.
It was a big step, him letting anyone in his personal space, considering his high maintenance personality you thought he'd dip you in a bucket of sanitizer everyday but he was a lot more chill when you both take your respective baths. He still goes in first.
The moment you stepped outside the bathroom, you saw a nervous looking Sakusa was sitting on the edge of his bed.
" Did you really wanted to have lunch with those guys?", His abrupt question caught you off guard, so apparently he took your silencein the wrong way, but it still warmed your heart to know he noticed and cared enough to talk about it, albeit clumsily.
" Is that why you think I was quite on our way here?", The reply you gave made him avert his eyes, whether it was out of embarrassment or the awkwardness in the room, it didn't change the fact that your sudden change in behaviour was noted by your boyfriend.
" If you have something to say, then I want you to tell me, I'm afraid I won't know otherwise", Sakusa added, finally looking at you with his deadpan yet sharp look.
He was right, every couple needs to have proper communication in order for their relationship to succeed, so with that in mind you decided to tell him about what's bothering you.
Walking over to his side, you sat next to him,
" I made you lunch today, but when I saw you rejecting your fans gifts saying you don't like handmade stuff, it- bothered me.", Your reasoning might've been a little selfish, it's not like you wanted to force anything on him just because you were his girlfriend but the fear of getting rejected always made you hold back on so many things.
" So I didn't give it to you, and then I just started having a trail of depressing thoughts about how maybe I'm the only one who wants anything from this relationship, I mean we haven't even done anything more than kissing Kiyoomi.", To you, this confession was nothing more than the frustrations you've built up. He was silently listening as you went on, not interrupting until you were done.
" I see....", His soft baritone was laced I'm regret as he brought his hands to you head, gently combing the strands, " I'm sorry, I made you feel that way, it's obvious that both of us need to work on our communication skills but there is one thing you got wrong", saying that, his hand combing you hair pushed you forward until you were right in front of his glossy lips,
" It should go without saying that I wouldn't let you in here if I didn't loved you, and you wouldn't be in this bed either if I didn't wanted you.", By the end of his sentence, his hot mouth covered your in a demonically passionate kiss which was all teeth and tongue. It was probably your longest kiss as well, making you grip his shoulders so hard it would've probably left marks if it weren't for his taut musculature. You pressed you hands on his sculpted chest, feeling his nipples harden as you slowly run you thumbs over them. Sakusa pulled away from you to catch a few breaths, his lips shining with your mixed saliva.
" I've never done this before......", hesitation crossed his eyes which soon melted into a look of determination as he brought his face near yours.
"But if it's with you, I know I'll like it", he panted, pulling you on his lap to continue his ministrations from a more closer proximity. The uncharacteristically deep kiss encouraged your hands to roam around more, to feel all of his ripped form through the fabric of his thin shirt. Your hand grazed his crotch, this contact alone was enough to make him twitch, his virginity showing, the blush on his cheeks spreaded all the way to his neck.
The front of his shorts looked so strained,It was painfully clear how much his cock was begging for attention, so you pushed Sakusa back until he was lying flat on the bed, feet still on the floor. Searching his eyes for any objections, you pulled his waistband down to reveal his bulging member. It suited a big guy like him, his thick cock felt so hot and heavy in you hand it took everything in you to stop yourself from jumping on it right away.
" Hggg... Wait... It's-", his voiced carried more embarrassment than discomfort but you stopped nonetheless.
" Dirty?.....is that what you want to say?", questioningly, you looked at him from between his legs as he nodded.
" Well sex is better dirty but, I'll try not to make a mess okay?", With a wink you grabbed his shaft with one hand and took his tip in your mouth. The warm, wet insides of your mouth touching the sensitive head of his cock made him shudder in pleasure but he didn't make more than a hum. Maybe your boyfriend was still embarrassed but now that you finally get to go down on him, you made it a personal goal to hear his moans.
Detemined to hear his beautiful whimpers, you added pressure on his member through your tongue as you moved your lips up and down, swallowing him as much as you could. Droll dripping from the side of your mouth and his precum gave you enough lubrication to increase you pace, going harder and harder until you felt your teeth make contact with his sensitive shaft, that must've hurt, you thought but atleast it got a reaction out of him.
" AH-.....mmmhh Y/n damnit.....you're doing it too roughly", you heard him complain from above you,
" I just rough housed you a little..... Anyway, you can't blame a girl who's been abstaining herself from fucking her hot boyfriend ", with a pop you pulled him out of your mouth and looked up at the wide eyed Sakusa with an uncharacteristic boldness that even surprised you. Maybe it was because of the situation or because you two had a heart to heart conversation about your feelings just now but you felt oddly comfortable with him more than you ever did before. You knew he loved you enough to put up with anything you'd throw at him at his point, so why not push your luck?
"......well aren't you a vulgar little girl", regaining his composure, Sakusa propped himself on his elbows to give you his trademark deadpan look. You squeeze his balls teasingly in an attempt to rile him up further, his face contorts a little before he shoots you a glare.
" I'm going to make you regret that", with nothing more than a growl he grabbed your hand to make lie face down beside him, for a second you thought he'd spank you, but the moment you raised you head from the mattress to see what's going on, a big hand was on your head pushing your face down again, his other hand ghosting over the hem of your t-shirt.
" It's my turn now, so you better behave", emphasizing the behave he first pulled your shirt off of your shoulders, then swiftly getting rid of your pants. This was an interesting turn of event, just a moment ago your virgin boyfriend was squirming like a pathetic little boy but with just a little teasing made him switch into daddy mode, you'd be lying if you said it wasn't thrilling.
You laid there stark naked as you heard a few rustling sounds coming from behind, indicating Sakusa taking his cloths off. His long, deft fingers grabbed your hips, raising them a slightly off the surface of the mattress, the digits of his right hand crept near your dripping core as if wondering if he should touch you or not, you moved your hips closer so you could feel his touch but he retreated his hand, only to pinch one of your butt cheek. The tease.
" If you're expecting me to eat you out too then keep dreaming..... but since I made you wait so long, I'll give you something else today", his matter of fact tone was even as he traced two long fingers up your slit taking in all of your juices, he pushed them inside your aching pussy. His thick digits rubbing your walls made you moan in the pillow, with his thumb he started rubbing your engorged clit. His actions were not exactly gentle but you didn't wanted them to be either, you wanted him to pound you into the mattress so bad but maybe it was asking too much from someone inexperienced.
" You like this right?", It wasn't exactly a question, as his increased his speed, with his free hand he pinched your ass again leaving small red marks in the fleshy patch of skin. Your first orgasm in so many weeks approached you with an intense force, making you buck you hips in Sakusa's hand. Just as your pussy started clenching around the fingers that was inside it, he withdrew his hand leaving you with a strange sense of emptiness.
" Not so fast y/n, it's more efficient it we cum together, besides I know you want more than just my fingers", his voice carrying the cockiness of someone far more experienced but you can't complain, for both his actions and words were easily bringing you closer to the edge. Ignoring the stickiness of his fingers he lightly massaged your butt cheeks before kneeling right behind them. The sight of your flushed, naked body was enough to get him going, something that he dare not admit.
From the corner of your eye, you saw him opening his bedside drawer to retrieve a condom. Well, atleast one of you were prepared for this, just as he finished putting on the thin protection, he asked you,
" I'm putting it in y/n", he didn't make it sound like a question but it wasn't until you nodded in approval, that he moved. Groaning lightly, Sakusa entered you inch by inch, making the process as slow as possible so could clearly feel the delicious stretch his thick cock provided. You were already panting by the time he bottomed out in you, as he started moving his hips you rolled yours to match his pace, creating a steady rhythm.
Both your pants and body were in sync, building up pleasure that soon reached its peak, the roll of your hips and the sound of his name from your mouth urged him to take a hold of your hips and drive his pulsating member further into your cunt. He felt your walls clenching around him when your body experienced the well awaited orgasm, quivering beneath him like. The sudden pressure added on to his cock made your boyfriend follow right after. The both of you were still riding your high when he lowered his torso on to your back, sweat slicked bodies on top of each other, you wondered what kind of face he would be making right about now. Hoping it wasn't one of disgust, you turned your face to the side, his endearing curls tickling your ears as he kept his nose buried in the nape of your neck.
There was a serene quality to the room where the two of you laid still until Sakusa got up abruptly, you knew that it was bath time even before he uttered anything.
" Let's eat", his soft voice seemed almost like a whisper which was confusing and astonishing at the same time when he tossed one towel to you and quickly wiped himself with the other.
Making quick work of the cleaning, you both went to the living room where you pulled out the bento box from your bag. It felt cold against your hand but this time it didn't make you sad because now you were sure that the person next to you wouldn't reject it.
Opening the box, you noticed they got a little crushed, probably because of you tossing your bag aside dejectedly when you first arrived, the previously well made onigiri lost their original shape but you hoped they tasted the same.
Gingerly showing him the box you thought about quickly explaining it's condition and telling him about how you made it in the most hygienic way possible for a human but the words died in your mouth when Sakusa briskly took one piece out and munched on the distorted rice ball. You watched him chew, waiting became too nerve-racking so you blurted, " How is it Kiyoomi?!", Talk about putting pressure on a guy but it didn't deter him from telling you the truth.
" It's good", the simple reply he gave was the best, you thought, his words were never grandiose, just to the point that's what made you believe them everytime he decides to be honest with you.
"Next time...", He mumbled in between his increasing breaths and tinted cheeks,"Lets make it together".
#Haikyuu#haikyuu smut#haikyuu!!#haikyū!!#hq#hq imagines#haikyuu season 4#haikyuu s4#Sakusa#sakusa kiyoomi#sakusa x reader#haikyuu Sakusa#Sakusa kiyoomi x reader#haikyuu x reader#smut#sakusa smut#x reader#haikyuu sakusa kiyoomi#haikyuu scenario#haikyuu scenarios
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Ok some sort of forst thoughts because I cannot contain myself:
Lyrics:
This is one of those “we all have felt this we all have been there but this shitty society can’t hold two concepts at the same time in the air so we are all pretending like feling that way is a bad thing and can’t possibly coexist with still not treating children like shit”. Till does that alot and it’s funny/frustrating/angering to observe the following outrage unfold. Get the popcorn, you did so well sweetie.
Video:
Another thing we don’t talk about is how bullying destroys lives forever. I could talk alot about this because I am a bullied child, and it was one of those cases where you hear people say “it can’t possibly become that bad without adults doing something about it,” well — yeah it can get even worse. And the thing is, noone talks about how that stays, how you go to meet new people as an adult and go “would you have been one of them back in the day” and the only answer is mostly “probably”, and it destroys a kind of belief in the fact that humans can be good, a fundemntal trust in your fellow human, and it’s impossible to repair that. And that being stolen from you is —- such an injustice, and trust me we have all thought about revenge.
Video+lyrics+release at world children’s day:
So the thing is, this pandemic has been such a shit show when it comes to instrumentalising kids politically and it’s the same shit as when rightt wing islamophobes start to suddenly care about women’s rights when it means they can talk shit. Noone gives a damn about kids, kids have way too little rights on the daily, kids bodily autonomy and their consent about pretty much everything is disregarded all the fucking time, there would be a shitton that we could do to improve their standing in the law, to better curriculums, to invest in their futures. People are still destroying the world they will leave them, they don’t care about them enough to properly pay teachers, or make studying actually accessible for everyone equally, when they get bullied they will say “that’s just how kids are”. But, if there is a global pandemic where mass events cost lives and shools happen to be mass events, suddenly precautions can be criticized under the guise of “not putting kids mental health on the line” and “their right to education” and “their wellbeing when they come from compromised homes”. It’s all auch fake bullshit, like yes the pandemic sucks psychologically for kids too, but don’t act like you ever cared about kids wellbeing before, because you didn’t. and I am ranting, but I kinda feel like that’s the moral of the story and yeah.
Production value:
A++++, thank you, good aesthetic, Sky you are wonderful and friendshaped and I love your ears honey.
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ILLICIT
↪Miya Osamu & Kita Shinsuke series teaser
↪CW; no string attached, fuck buddies, implied cheating, dub-con, addiction (all inside the series on the future)
Basically, the story is how they were already around 26 27 years old. Everyone has been asking would they ever settle down, why they never date or something. Well, they could only glance at each other when someone asked them about it. No one needs to know about their relationship with you.
Polyamorous was not accepted in Japan society, at least until now they still would get some uneasy glance. Kita never got shaken by those questions, he didn't feel the need to tell anyone, they know they needed at each other after all.
But Osamu, all of those made him think about a future with you. A proper future that would get accepted. Osamu is your boyfriend in high shool, but with the agreement with Kita they just there to pleasure each other and be there for each other.
Now he wanted more, he didn't want to just feel your skin on the Onigiri Miya's kitchen. He didn't want to feel those lips just when everyone was asleep. He started to get greedy, he wanted more. And the thing that stops him from doing so is Kita.
What if Kita loves you too for real? Wouldn't things become so complicated? Maybe Kita only needed you physically, that would be so much easier. So Osamu decided to ask one day how the tanned man felt about you.
"She used to be my junior, Osamu. Of course I—"
"I mean romantically."
I glance at the man who had been there for me from the start of it all, the man who led me to her. Ever since he threw the question, he had been avoiding my gaze, eyes just focus on the water that he had on his cup.
I thought he knew already that my feelings towards (Y/n) were real. He knew how many times I mutter out I love you to her every time I was balls deep inside her, wasn't that count? Or did he just too lost in her touch for even think about anything else?
"No."
Testing out that answer was something that I regret the second I execute it.
I expected him to be flabbergasted, to maybe ask me to repeat my answer or insulted me for being mean. That was a joke, he was supposed to know that. He must know that I love her, he must know that I wanted to keep her in my life forever.
But the look on his face right now only showed one thing — relieved.
And to see that, I don't know what to think anymore.
"Why? You never ask this for ten years. Why the sudden question?"
I gulp down the sake like it was nothing, trying to coat the dryness that I could feel started to form on my throat. He didn't answer, a loopy smile just there lingered on his face as he set down his glass.
Come to think of it, he had been acting strangely for the last couple of days. Asking me around what is a good season to wed, or what is my preference when it comes to a wedding (and of course what food I like on someone's wedding).
I am ready to ask once again, maybe he's being dense like usual and think too much about food that my question didn't go through. But as I part my lips, I close it once again when he grabs something out of his pocket.
Red velvety box, plain and simple yet I know what does that mean.
"Am gonna marry her, Kita-san."
#caxs.trailer#miya osamu x reader#kita shinsuke x reader#gonna write this#after i finish solemn promise
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