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theemissuniverse · 6 months

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“TROUBLED HEARTS” LIU KANG X SORCERER FEM!READER

SUMMARY : You are Quan Chi’s daughter. A powerful Cambion (half human/half demon) sorcerer. After you find out your father killed your mother, you join Earthrealm’s side. Liu Kang wins the Mortal Kombat tournament. This is two weeks after the tournament

A/N : “havent I seen this before???” Yes. This was originally with my OC Mal but I’m making it to a reader now because well, it’s gonna do better if I make it into a reader

A/N : THIS WAS SO ANNOYING TO WRITE IN SECOND PERSON. Y’ALL BETTER LIKE THIS UP (there may be mistakes bc I literally had to rewrite this)

WARNINGS : (MDNI), praise, f receiving oral, fingering, probably some other stuff I forgot

MASTERLIST

A lot of people questioned why Liu Kang was in love with you. A lot. You were polar opposites. Liu Kang was humble while you were cocky. Liu Kang was nice while you were cold. Liu Kang didn’t exactly have a sense of humor and you were one of the funniest people anyone could ever know.

Liu Kang couldn’t describe the connection he had with you. It was like everything with you made sense. It was also very obvious because Liu Kang always treated you with love and care (even though you didn’t need it.) All felt right in the world when he was surrounded by you.

Not only were you polar opposites, you came from different worlds. You were Quan Chi’s daughter. A Cambion (half human and half demon) who was a powerful sorcerer. You first met when you were sent on a mission to kill Liu Kang.

Kung Lao could see the puppy dog eyes on his friend’s face and couldn’t help but roll his eyes. He was annoyed that Liu Kang hadn’t made a proper move on you yet. “She’s literally standing right over there.”

You were at the temple, helping train someone. You had been on Earthrealm’s side since the tournament and you finding out that Quan Chi killed your mother. You typically helped trained people since you were the most skilled fighter.

You were also injured from the fight you had with your own father. You were weaker than you once were so you had to be careful with fighting.

Now that you were here Liu Kang had the perfect opportunity and he was blowing it which made Kung Lao irritated to no end. “You guys haven’t had a normal conversation since the tournament ended.”

Liu Kang thought it was best to keep his distance. It wasn’t because he was ashamed of his feelings. He more so just thought that you wouldn’t feel the same way and he didn’t want to go through that heartbreak. “What do you want me to do Kung Lao?”

“I don’t know? Do something about it! I’m sick of you moping around here.”

Liu Kang just sighed. “I don’t want to ruin what friendship we have.”

That’s when an idea popped in Kung Lao’s mind. He smirked at the thought of it. “You’re right.” He tapped Liu Kang’s chest. “It probably wouldn’t work out between the two of you anyway.”

Liu Kang did not expect this. In fact, he was confused. Kung Lao was just begging for Liu Kang to “make a move” and all the sudden the idea was shot down like that. “What do you…”

He couldn’t even finish his sentence because Kung Lao was already walking towards you. You had finished training with the woman. “Not better than me but you know - you still kicked ass.”

The woman who was used to your comments rolled her eyes. “Thanks, (Y/N).”

She walked away. You dapped your forehead with the towel looking for sweat when you had seen Kung Lao walk over to you. “If you’re coming over to train - I will kick your ass.”

Kung Lao chuckled. After the tournament, the two of you had became really good friends so it was normal for you to joke around like this. “Please. You could not beat me if you tried.”

“Watch out, Lao. That pride will get you in trouble.”

Liu Kang watched as the two of you shared a laugh. He raised a brow. He didn’t understand what Kung Lao’s intentions were but he was going to find out. He made sure to come closer to them but not too close where he could be detected.

“Pride is my biggest strength.” Kung Lao looked you up and down, making it very obvious he was checking you out. “I feel that it is yours too.”

You noticed but did not say anything. If it was anybody that you had liked - for example - Liu Kang - you would have instantly flirted but you did not view Kung Lao romantically. Sure, he was an attractive man. A very attractive man but he was not the man for you. “You felt right.” You started to walk towards the bench so you could get a sip of your water. “As much joy your company brings me…” You spoke with sarcasm. “You did not come here to talk about Kombat.”

Kung Lao pulled off his smirk. “I like direct women. All right. I feel as though we have not gotten a chance to catch up since the end of the tournament.”

You would be lying if you said you weren’t intrigued by this statement. Kung Lao had confidence, yes but he was never really the type to out right flirt with a woman. Not unless Johnny Cage was possessing him. “Oh? And why would you like to catch up?”

“Isn’t it obvious what I’m asking?”

“I like direct men.” You threw back in his face. You were interested. Not in him but the way Kung Lao was going about this. Something had just felt off. “So spit it out.”

“I like you. You’re one of the most powerful women I’ve ever met. You’re beautiful, smart and are the only one that can match my wit. Friends doesn’t feel enough with you.”

Liu Kang gritted his teeth. He knew what Kung Lao was doing. Liu Kang was a patient man. A very patient man. Not only that but it was very hard to invoke jealousy within him. Very hard.

Not with you though. Maybe it was because he thought deep down with his flirtatious nature that you would want Kung Lao.

It just made him mad because Kung Lao was like a brother to him.

You tilted your head. A quick scoff left your mouth. Not only were you uninterested - you were also upset. From the very moment you had met Liu Kang, all you had done was flirt with the man. All that effort you put into him and his best friend decides to make a move on you?

“You? Kung Lao? Want me? The woman you haven’t even showed the slightest bit of interest to until recently? Me?” You took a couple step towards him. “Scratch that. You believe that you - Kung Lao - are worthy enough to even get with someone like me?” A laugh erupted from you. “You are even lucky you are breathing the same air as me.”

Kung Lao wasn’t going to back down though. Not until Liu Kang manned up and stopped him. “Fight for it.”

You raised an eyebrow, slightly confused. “Fight for it?”

“You win, I’ll leave you alone about it. I win, you have to let me take you on a date.”

The proposition made Liu Kang’s eyes light up. No. You were already weak. Yes, you were in shape to train with people that did not know Kombat. Kung Lao was skilled in Kombat meaning he could actually injure you.

It wasn’t even about Kung Lao flirting with you anymore. It was about your safety. Liu Kang quickly stepped in.

“Fight? Absolutely not.”

You turned to the new voice in the conversation. Liu Kang. He had been avoiding you for some time now which made you completely annoyed. You had no interest to deal with him right now. “Were you listening in on our conversation?”

Kung Lao started to chime and when he turned to his friend. “Yes, Liu Kang. Were you?”

Liu Kang rolled his eyes slightly before responding, ignoring it. “Your father weakened you. The fight is not on the same playing field. You could get hurt.”

It was your turn to roll your eyes. “Relax Liu-Liu. I’m a powerful sorcerer. I got this.” You turned back to Kung Lao. “Let’s do this.”

Kung Lao smirked. The two of you got into your fighting positions. Liu Kang shook his head, knowing this was a dumb idea.

You threw the first punch. Kung Lao blocked it with ease. Kung Lao threw the second but you had also blocked it with ease. The pattern continues until you did a spin kick, kicking him in the stomach. He doesn’t knock down to the ground.

You motion your hands for Kung Lao to come at you. Kung Lao jumps when you tried to leg sweep him. He goes to kick you but you do a backflip to dodge it. You hit Kung Lao in the chest but he hits you back, knocking you on your back.

You hissed in pain. Liu Kang shook his head. “Alright. You two made your point.”

“I didn’t concede.” You got back up quickly. This time Kung Lao makes it a point to motion for you to come at him.

You try to kick him. He quickly catches your leg and throws you. You do a flip in the air and lands on your feet. The two of you go punch for punch, blocking. That was until you smacked Kung Lao across the face, so hard that his nose started to bleed.

Kung Lao felt his nose. You smirked at him. He then took his hat off. You knew that now he would use the hat as his weapon. “Kung Lao…” Liu Kang warns.

He doesn’t listen. He tried to jab you with it. You dodged it. He did it again and you quickly dodged. He tried to sweep your feet with it but you jumped over it. That’s when he went for your stomach. He slightly sliced your chest and pushed you to the ground.

“Stop!” Liu Kang yelled.

Kung Lao held the hat to her chin and made you look at him. “Say it.”

You hated that he had won but you didn’t have anymore fight in you. Liu Kang was right. You were weak. “I concede.”

Kung Lao lowered the hat. “By the Elder Gods.” Liu Kang mumbled and went to your side. “Are you alright?”

You cracked your neck as if you didn’t receive a scratch on you. “I’m fine, Liu Kang.”

“Let me see.” Liu Kang lifted your shirt slightly. A big slash was on your chest. He angrily turned to Kung Lao. “I told you to stop.”

Kung Lao rolled his eyes at Liu Kang’s reaction (even though this is what he wanted.) “She’s the most powerful sorcerer. She’ll be fine.” He turned to you. “And looks like you owe me a date.”

“I guess so…” You mumbled before standing up from the ground.

Liu Kang was beyond mad. Was he annoyed about Kung Lao flirting with you? Very much. All that flew out the window when you got hurt. Not only that but Kung Lao had zero feelings for you so he was just toying with you. For what? For Liu Kang to admit his feelings for you?

“Are you out your mind?” Liu Kang questioned him. “She is not fully healed yet. Now, you delayed her to heal more. For what? To go on a date with a woman you don’t even want to have?”

You raised an eyebrow at what Liu Kang said. You were confused. What was he exactly talking about?

Kung also wasn’t mad. This was all part of his plan. He had to play like he was though. “Oh, because you seem to care about her. Haven’t you been ignoring her for weeks?”

“That is not the point.”

“It is, Liu Kang. I don’t understand why you care so much. Explain to me - no - explain to the both of us why you care so much.”

Liu Kang took in a deep breath. He was usually a patient man. A man that didn’t get so easily bothered but the overwhelming feeling of love was suffocating his heart. He loved you. This was more than being the persona of the “humble easy going monk.” “I won’t let you mess with her feelings.”

“I won’t if you say it.”

You waved your hand as if you were in a classroom. “Um! Hello! Standing right here!”

Liu Kang glared at him Kung Lao. How dare he try to get him to admit his feelings on his time? “No.”

“Say it.” Kung Lao demanded.

Liu Kang looked at Kung Lao then at you. You looked beyond confused and you were about to be even more confused. Instead of saying anything, Liu Kang cupped your face and kissed you.

You stood there in absolute shock. Kung Lao’s eyes had widen. He definitely wasn’t expecting that. Liu Kang quickly pulled away. Kung Lao smirked before crossing his arms. “Or you can do that.”

You looked between the two men. “Can someone please tell me what the fuck is going on.”

No turning back now. “Kung Lao asked you on a date to get me to confess my feelings for you.”

“Annnd it worked. I am a genius. Sorry about the scratch (Y/N). I’ll leave you two to it.” Kung Lao started to walk away. He turned around like he remembered something. “Oh and (Y/N). I wouldn’t date you if you were the last woman on Earth.”

You flipped him off and he laughed. Kung Lao finally walked away and Liu Kang signed. “Come here.” He took your hand and led you all the way to his room. He helped you sit on the bed.

Liu Kang got his medic supplies and walked back over to you. “Lift up your shirt.”

“Do I have to lift it up or is Kung Lao going to come up with a ridiculous plan to convince me to take off the shirt?”

Liu Kang felt guilt in his bones. He did not want you to find out his feelings for you the way you did. Not at all. You deserved better than that. Liu Kang sat on the bed. “I’m sorry about all this…Kung Lao had no right to manipulate your feelings.”

It was at that moment you let out a laugh. “Me? Feelings for Kung Lao? Not even in an alternate timeline. I’m so glad I don’t have to go on a date with him.”

Liu Kang did feel relieved that you had no feelings for Kung Lao. You just took off her shirt instead of lifting it up. You were the most attractive woman he had ever met.

He started to treat your wound. Silence filled the air. Even though you were relieved the date with Kung Lao wasn’t real, she was still pissed off about one thing. “Why didn’t you man up and tell me you had feelings for me before?”

Here the conversation was going. The talk Liu Kang was dreading about. “I didn’t want to ruin our friendship. I thought if I confessed my feelings for you…you wouldn’t feel the same way.”

You understood. You too, despite your sarcastic quips, appreciated the friendship you had with Liu Kang and you didn’t want to take it away. “I come with a lot of baggage, Liu. Daughter of Quan Chi. Half demon and half human. Mad all the time. I mean in Kitana’s words I’m Earthrealms biggest problem.”

It was no secret that Kitana and you didn’t get along. Nobody really understood why but it was clear that the two of you didn’t like each other’s character.

The mention of Kitana made Liu Kang sigh. “Kitana does not know you like I know you. I love everything about you. All parts. Even the dark ones.” He cups your face, wanting you to take in everything he was saying. “There is not a line in the world that I wouldn’t cross for you. Not a time in your life I would not be there for you. Not a thing in this universe that can pull me away from you. You have been there for me when I could not be there for myself and I cherish that. I cherish all parts about you.”

Growing up in the Netherrealm and Earthrealm switching between both worlds, you hadn’t got much love. Ever. You were so scared of love. That it would ruin you. The way Liu Kang spoke sounded like he had all the love for you in the world. And that made up for everything.

It took a lot for you to cry. A lot. Somehow tears were falling down your face. “Are you trying to get me to fall in love with you? Because it’s working.”

Liu Kang chuckled a little. He gently wiped away your tears. “Love is kind, love is not selfish. It is beautiful. Love is not cowardice or cruel. Love is the very thing in the universe that binds you to that person. I want to be your person.”

Anything that came out of Liu Kang’s mouth, he made it sound good. “I want you to be my person too.”

Liu Kang’s eyes darted down to your lips. He licked his lips. He wanted nothing more than to taste your lips. Give in to it.

You decided to make the first move. You cupped the left side of Liu Kang’s face and kissed him. Liu Kang didn’t hesitate to kiss you back. It was like paradise. True and utter paradise.

You moved your lips in sync with each other. The kiss easily started to turn more sloppy but the passion was still there. You pushed Liu Kang lightly on the bed which he accepted. You got on top of him and began kissing all over his neck. Liu Kang moaned slightly at this. He shouldn’t have been shocked at how fast things were heating up. This was you.

He wanted to continue. He truly did but you were injured. “(Y/N), you’re still injured.”

Tou pulled away from his neck and looked at him directly in his eyes. “Which is precisely why I need a reward for all the bullshit I’ve been dealing with.” Your hands started to travel down to his black sweats. You started to rub him through the pants. “And I like this reward.”

Liu Kang didn’t think he would get used to her straightforwardness. You quickly leaned down and placed a soft kiss on his lips. “Then at least lay back and let me do all the work.”

“Fine. Take the fun out of it.” You flopped on his bed dramatically causing Liu Kang to let out a chuckle.

It wasn’t just because of your injury. He just wanted to please you. He got on top of you and unbuttoned your pants before pulling them down. Next to go was your underwear.

You were not expecting for Liu Kang to go in between your legs and start sucking your clit. You gasped at the the sudden pressure and tilted your head back.

Unfortunately, because you were so dominant you had never gotten the pleasure of getting eaten out. Not in your 2,000 years of living. So, this was a new experience with you. It also put you into a different position. A submissive one.

Liu Kang held your thighs tightly in place so you wouldn’t run away. He continued to devour your pussy like it was his favorite desert. Like it was made for him.

“Oh my fucking god. Yes. Yes. Oh god. Liu.”

It only made him work harder knowing he was pleasing you. He continued to suck your sensitive bud until you started to pull on his hair. He liked it but he took it as a sign that you needed a break from him sucking so he pulled away for a moment. He used his two fingers to start rolling your clit in circles in a certain speed.

“Oh shit. Oh my fucking god.”

Liu Kang gently kissed your breasts that fitted tightly in your bra. “You look so good like this, my love.” You were actually embarrassed by how submissive you felt. You started to cover your face. He quickly pushed your hands away with the hand that was free. “Don’t cover yourself. I want to see the most beautiful woman in the world cum on my fingers.”

Oh. My. God. Where the hell did this Liu Kang come from? You moaned at his words and cupped your breasts out of instinct. “Fuck, yes.”

Liu Kang rubbed in harsher and harsher circles knowing you could take it. He watched her as she fell apart on his bed. He felt his dick grow in his sweat pants and he practically thanked himself for wearing sweats instead of pants.

You felt yourself about to come undone. How the hell were you already about to cum? Usually it took you thirty minutes. An hour tops. “Oh my god. Oh my god. I’m about to cum.”

Liu Kang didn’t dare change his pace. “That’s it. You’re almost there.”

You tried to pull Liu Kang’s away. “I want to cum with you inside of me.”

Liu Kang couldn’t help but chuckle as he kissed you neck. He didn’t move his fingers from playing with her your. “Darling, you act like we can’t keep going after you cum right now.”

Because you stopped it slightly, your high had slowed up. “Oh my god. I’m so close.” You gripped Liu Kang’s arm for support.

“Breathe in and out.” He told you. “I got you.” He felt you dig into his arms with your nails. He loved the pain.

You listened to Liu Kang and breathed in and out. Your pleasure was overwhelming. You had never felt like this before and especially never this fast. “Fuck. Please. Please. Don’t stop.”

“You can do it. I know you can. Give it to me, my love.”

Liu Kang’s words edged you to the point of no return. “Oh yes. Liu Kang. Liu. Yes. I’m cumming. Fuck.”

Liu Kang felt your clit move and more juices flowed on fingers. He rode your orgasm out until you couldn’t anymore. Then he placed the fingers in his mouth and tasted you. “I did not know you were so nasty.” You told him.

He laughed a little at her words. “Did you enjoy it?”

“Enjoy it? Oh my god. No one has ever got me to cum that fast.”

Liu Kang smiled at you. “I’m glad.” He leans over you and places a small kiss on your lips. “All I want is to make you feel good.”

“You know I never had anyone go down on me.”

“They were not real men then.”

You laughed. You started reaching to his pants. “It’s your turn.”

He shook his head. “Another time. I just want to lay down with you right now.” Liu Kang covered you with the blanket and kissed you softly on the lips.

You were about to kiss him back but a quick knock came at the door and then the door opened.

“Hey, Liu Kang, Raiden wants us to-“ When Kung Lao walked in and seen the scene before him all he could do is laugh. “Wait a minute-“

You weren’t easily embarrassed but Liu Kang was. He face palmed himself as he knew he would not hear the end of it. “Oh no…”

“We’re you two…” Kung Lao trailed off.

“Technically he was having a meal-“ You spoke but was quickly cut of by Liu Kang.

“(Y/N)!”

“What? He asked.”

Kung Lao had laughed again. “Oh my god. And who’s to say I am not the greatest match maker of all time?”

Liu Kang motioned for him to get out. “Yes, yes, yes. Now go.”

“Alright, alright. I’m going. Just don’t let the monks find out.”

You raised a brow confused. “Why?”

With that, Kung Lao turns over to Liu Kang. “She doesn’t know?”

Liu Kang scratched the back of neck before explaining. “You swear to chastity when you become one.”

Your eyes widen at this statement. “Like no sex at all? That sounds like literal hell.”

“Well, you two have fun. And next time just lock the door.” Kung Lao says before leaving the room, shutting the door.

Liu Kang flops on his back. You looked down at him. “Did I make you become a bad monk?”

“The thoughts were in my head before it was done.” Liu Kang simply told you before bringing you closer to his chest.

He finally did it. He finally got the girl.

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etsuven · 2 years

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pretty dumb boy (part 1) rating: smut characters: xiao, diluc, kaeya cw: jealous behavior (diluc, kaeya) includes: denial, overstimulation, 'toy' usage, cursing, bondage, male receiving! penetration (diluc), (kaeya), crying (kaeya) summary: you have the smartest boyfriend, but sometimes it's kind of fun to... dumb him down a bit. note: i was originally supposed to have six characters here, but then i checked the word count and realized that it was over 2.2k... also it's late and i've been writing this for days... anyways, i hope you guys enjoy the first part!!!

xiao

you and xiao were having a cute little picnic date on the hidden, mini balcony of the wangshu inn. you were chatting about your day, and xiao was enjoying his almond tofu, letting out little 'mhmm's' to let you know he was still listening.

it was a lovely evening, and the sun had begun to set in the seemingly nearby horizon. xiao was planning on going back on patrol in a bit, but you couldn't just let your pretty boy leave you without a kiss :(

little did either of you know, that little peck turned into another one, and then another one, and maybe a few more... until he was nestled into your lap, tongues intertwined and moaning softly into the cool breeze.

"(y-y/n), i have to... ngh- patrol..." xiao spoke in between kisses, his hands clutching at your shoulders. you squeezed at his hips, maneuvering yourselves so that you were now hovering on top of him. "but you're always so busy, sweetheart... let me take care of you for a bit..."

you trailed your kisses down xiao's jaw, nibbling slightly at the soft flesh as he whimpered in your ear. his leg wrapped around your waist, pulling you down and groaning once your hips met his. hmm, he gave in rather quick.

"m-make it quick," he cut himself off with another whimper, throwing his head back in pleasure when your hand brushed over his cock through his pants. "there's a lot- ah!- for me to do-" you let out a laugh, sucking at a sensitive spot on xiao's neck as you pulled his pants down.

"i can't guarantee it."

and that's how you ended up with a super sensitive xiao an hour later, his hips bucking into your hand as he desperately pleaded for you to let him cum. his face was hidden, loud moans muffled in your neck. xiao was never one to be on the louder side, but sometimes when you pushed the right buttons, that would all change.

"p-please, i can't!" he groaned, clutching at the blanket under you as he thrusted faster into your hand. his pretty face was flushed, and you had to admit- red looked quite nice on him. "let me cum, (y/n), please!"

xiao couldn't think straight at all. his head was all fuzzy, and the only things he could focus on were your hand on his cock and the hope that, if he begged enough, maybe you would finally fulfill his wish.

diluc

angel's share. the lovely little tavern that diluc owned and bartended at. the place was normally very loud during the hours where it was open, and it would only really get quiet once everyone was gone.

earlier in the night, you had decided to stop by to help clean and keep diluc company as he took note of everything. during your unplanned visit, you had noticed donna getting... rather close with your boyfriend.

not too close, as she was restricted by the bar in front of him, but she made up for the space with her flirting. lots and lots of flirting... you were tempted to do something about it, but diluc seemed to handle it quite well.

the flirting was spurred on by donna's drunkenness, which diluc figured out quickly. she confessed her love for him a few times, which amused you as you knew that diluc only had eyes for one person.

he restricted her alcohol intake soon after, telling donna that she was quite drunk and that she needed to go home and rest. after a bit of persuasion, she finally left. you were -of course- relieved, as you didn't have to deal with someone flirting with your lover.

the night ended without any other mishaps, surprisingly so. even venti was quite tame. you spent the time after hours helping diluc clean, all while thinking of a way to reward diluc for his efforts...

"donna was... something tonight, wasn't she?" you spoke up, putting a now dry glass to the side before picking up another one to take care of. diluc rolled his eyes, an amused look on his face as he watched you dry the last glass. "perhaps i should have declined to give her more alcohol earlier."

you glanced at him, taking note of how good he looked tonight. pretty red hair in a high ponytail, a short sleeve shirt that showed off his arms... walking up to him, you placed your hands on his hips, pulling him close to your body. his cheeks flushed, and a pretty little smirk showed on his face before you leaned in, pressing your lips against his.

somehow, around half an hour later, diluc was being bent over the bar and fucked by your strap/cock. your simple little kiss turned into a makeout session with diluc pressed against the bar and your fingers tangled into his hair. and after that, it turned into him being fucked.

how did that happen?

“you did good handling donna, my love…” you had to admit, she had quite the confidence confessing her love for diluc almost every chance she got. she was definitely better than you when you had begun falling for the pyro user. you were all shy and stuff, but a sudden burst of confidence made you confess that fateful day.

diluc let out a whine at your praise, red hair falling around him and on the bar as he moaned loudly. he tried to hide them every once in a while, but he always stopped once you managed to hit that sensitive spot in him.

you looked down at the man, entranced by how gorgeous he looked in that moment. “she doesn’t get to fuck you like this, does she?” diluc shook his head, more moans falling out of his mouth as he grasped at the bar top.

“she doesn’t get to watch you fall apart at her hands, does she?” diluc let out a whine, his hand falling back to rest on yours that had been on his hip. “n-no! only you!” he stuttered. you found yourself laughing, squeezing harshly at the other side of his hips.

oh, how lucky you were...

kaeya

jealous after you caught someone flirting with him

the two of you were hanging out in the tavern that night, a drink in hand as you told each other about your long and exhausting days

after a little bit of chatting, you had to go to the bathroom

you weren't even gone for that long, but when you came back, there was someone standing next to your boyfriend having a whole chat.

you thought that maybe it was just one of the off duty knights? maybe they were just saying hi to their superior. nope, the body language told you everything.

their hands fumbling behind their back, most of their weight on one leg as they moved anxiously with the other, the tilting of their head as they replied to something kaeya said.

no way... they were totally flirting! right?

you walked over to him, giving him a big smile as you sat back down. kaeya raised an eyebrow, seemingly figuring out what the smile actually meant. he looked back up at the knight with a smile of his own, watching their face fall as they finally connected the dots. they quickly said their goodbye's and ran off. a strange sense of satisfaction filled your body.

"something wrong, sweetheart?" kaeya reached for your hand from across the table, gently squeezing it as reassurance before rubbing the back of it with his thumb. you shook your head, making up an excuse. (he obviously didn't believe it.) whatever, you'd deal with it tomorrow.

"in my defense, i didn't know they were flirting with me. i just thought it was a simple chat." kaeya spoke out in a teasing voice, watching you with lustful eyes as you walked across the room to the closet.

last night, you had caught someone flirting with kaeya in the angels share tavern. you could tell immediately that he wasn't flirting back, but at the same time, he was still talking to them. was it bad for you to punish him like this when he didn't even know what was going on? maybe, but you didn't really care right now.

you picked up a box that was on the bottom of the closet, opening it and digging through the contents until you found the two things you were looking for. a wand vibrator and its remote and a prostate massager, two of your lovers favorite toys.

after closing the box, you went back to your boyfriend, picking up the bottle of lube that was already sitting next to him. you had prepped him a few minutes ago before tying him up in preparation for what was to come.

"rest your feet on the bed, knees up." you sat on the bed, waiting for him to obey your orders. while he did that, you lubed up the massager. you went further on the bed, placing a hand on his knee and pushing it a bit further back in order to get a good angle.

pressing the tip of the massager against his hole, you rubbed it around the rim, teasing kaeya a bit before slowly starting to push it in. "deep breaths, baby.." the captain nodded quickly, his teeth biting at his lip as he held in his whimpers. once the toy was all the way in, you moved it around, only stopping when kaeya let out a small gasp.

"shit, t-that's good..." you laughed softly, saying a quick 'you're welcome' before picking up the other vibrator. you pulled kaeya's legs back down, adjusting his legs before placing the toy in between them. you then stood up, smiling as you took in his form.

his hands were tied to the bed posts, making it so that he wasn't able to go anywhere. his legs were spread apart slightly, and his half hard cock was practically begging to be touched. the tiny bit of stimulation from the massager seemed to be affecting him quite a bit.

picking up the remote from the bed, you turned it on to the lowest setting, watching as kaeya's arms pulled against the bonds before he finally settled down. you also turned on the wand vibrator, setting that to the middle setting before finally getting back up.

"i'm going to leave you here for a bit, okay? i have to get some groceries... think you can handle it?" you looked towards the man, raising an eyebrow as his face already became contorted from the pleasure.

"i can totally handle it!" he spoke confidently, but there was a bit of strain in his voice. remote in hand, you nodded, walking towards the door before looking back as if you forgot something. "oh yeah!"

you flicked the switch on the remote once more, changing the setting to one you knew kaeya loved. it was one of the strongest ones, one that vibrated quickly for around 15 seconds before cutting off for around 5. it always made him cum quite quickly, and you were confident that it would make him break before you came back.

"alright, now have fun, love!"

now, kaeya was fine for the first few minutes. he handled it well, resisting his urge to pull against the ropes that kept him from touching himself. but it all went downhill a few seconds after his first orgasm.

the overstimulation seemed to hit quicker than normal, and kaeya found it harder and harder to keep himself from squirming, the massager was hitting just the right spot, but the wand vibrator was just shy from where he really wanted it.

one part of him wanted to run away from the feelings, the knot in the bottom of his stomach was becoming overwhelming, and he so desperately wanted to touch himself. but at the same time, being unable to move and at the mercy of two vibrators was exhilarating...

it wouldn't be that hard to keep going, right? you'd be back in a few minutes.

an hour later, you finally came back home, a bunch of bags in your hand. upon opening the door, you were immediately met with the sound of moaning and soft cries coming from yours and kaeya's shared bedroom. you quickly put up the groceries, grabbing the vibrator remote from the table beside the door before finally making your way to your room.

and there he was. your pretty boy, all laid out for you. there was a large amount of cum resting on kaeya's stomach, and some of it was even going down his stomach. how hot. you walked towards him, noticing the tears streaming down his gorgeous skin. (seriously, his skin was perfect, you wondered what he used to get it like that.)

the sun shone through the window, casting itself perfectly on his brown skin and making it seem almost golden. at this moment, he seemed to notice you, and he let out a small cry as he pulled against the rope. you decided to grant him mercy, finally untying the ropes.

you cut both of the vibrators off, gently pulling the massager out and laughing once kaeya let out a long groan of exhaustion. he placed his hands on his face, wiping off the tear streaks on his face. while he was doing that, you took the time to grab a cloth to wipe him off with.

"how was it?" you asked, gently wiping the cum off of kaeya's stomach. he let out another groan, and you concluded that he may not be able to speak at the moment. you set the cloth to the side, pulling him close to you and pulling his head to your chest.

perhaps some aftercare was in order.

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mi-i-zori · 3 months

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Among the Ice of Her Thoughts

CoD Viking!AU (Not Mine) - Viking!Soap x Healer!Reader

DISCLAIMER : Just a little something I wrote a while ago for @ghouljams ‘ Viking!AU. I just recently tweaked it a little. Healer!Reader is Ghoul’s character, not mine. I will write something for my own Viking!AU, but it will of course be very different from theirs. Please go check their work, it’s absolutely amazing !

WARNINGS : None.

I do not give anyone permission to re-publish and/or translate my work, be it here or on any other platform.

When she finally comes back from the realm of dreams, Dag’s chariot is already high in the sky, and the sun is peaking through the fabrics of her tent.

She finds tearing her limbs from their lethargic state to be no easy task. Her muscles are begging for a few more minutes of rest ; hours, even. They pull and wail along with her every move, the creaking of her joints echoing within their walls. She could indulge them - the Gods know how many times she decided to follow her needs, going back to sleep when she was supposed to start her day. But she is not tired enough to succumb to sleep anymore ; especially not when a choir of unfamiliar voices echo from the outside of the so-called « sanctuary » she was given a few hours earlier. To her, this assortment of fabrics and furs is no safe haven, especially not when she jumps so violently every time they start dancing with the wind. Still, she is in no position to complain : not only was she given permission to use this tent as hers even though it originally belongs to the one who brought her here, but the warriors roaming the campsite also respect the boundaries this shelter was made to provide, allowing her to hide from their curious eyes.

A part of her wishes she could stay under the covers and ignore her surroundings, act as if this is was nothing more than a dream. Yet she forces herself out of their warmth, the morning breeze leaving a trail of shivering kisses along her skin.

She barely has the time to put her heavy coat on that the sun suddenly sculpts a broad silhouette on the outside of the furs. It moves silently, with the confidence of a warrior, and her whole body tenses as the man stops before the entrance of her tent. He hovers for a second as she stands frozen in place, her breathing so low even she can barely feel it in her chest.

- Vænn ? You awake ?

It’s MacTavish, she realises, his deep timbre sending a wave of warmth down her spine ; a stark contrast to the violent shivers the sound of the nickname he gave her send crawling down her spine. Despite knowing that he is unable to see her, she can’t bring herself to move. Swallowing the knot tightening in her throat, she graces him with a hum, although it comes out much weaker than she originally intended.

- ‘Am about to go gather some wood. Wanna come with me ?

His tone is low, careful ; not unlike the kind one would use to coax a terrified little creature out of its shell. She can’t really decide if she likes the idea or not. In her eyes, this behaviour of his is way too human for a man like him, cursing the flame that sways in her chest at the prospect of accepting his offer. Her satchel lies against the wooden post standing in the middle of the tent, it’s empty stomach catching her gaze. It could be a good opportunity to gather some herbs for her decoctions, she thinks, and the rational part of her soul lights up at the idea of potentially being useful to her captors. MacTavish’s words from the day before echo in her mind.

Say yes next time someone asks if you’re a healer. You’ll live longer.

- Give me a minute, she finally says, the words grating against her tongue. Please.

- Gotcha. I’ll be waiting for you near the campfire.

It’s only when his shadow disappears that the tension finally lets go of her chest. One of her hands glides along her face, a sigh escaping through her fingers. The bed is neatly made before she covers herself in warm furs and sturdy leathers. She then takes a deep breath as she opens the entrance of the tent, rolling her shoulders to ease the stiffness in her muscles. The tremors seizing her body are not from the midgardian frost waiting for her outside ; but she decides to play pretend, holding her head high as she steps in the fresh morning snow. Sól greets her with a wintery kiss on her cheek, highlighting MacTavish’s figure in the distance. She marches towards him, forcing herself to ignore the curious stares of his companions.

Vænn. A catch. A prey. That is what she is in the eyes of those who see themselves as a pack of wolves, their fur covered in blood as they take whatever they want, destroying those who refuse to yield : nothing but a frail creature meant to follow their every word in order to stay alive. Soap has made his intentions of courting her clear, promising that no harm shall befall her while she lives among his peers ; but as he greets her with a smile, guiding her towards the forest with a hand on her back, she knows she cannot allow herself to be afraid. One wrong move, and she shall become nothing more than a meal to be shared in their den.

A frozen blade pierces her core as these thoughts dance in the back of her mind. The forest is peaceful, and they slowly carve their own path through its shimmering white coat. Her gaze roams her surroundings as MacTavish starts gathering a thick bundle of branches under his arm, looking for a patch of herbs to collect. Their eyes meet, causing him to send a smile in her direction before resuming his own search. The snow crunches heavily under his boots. Her attention flickers to the blade hanging from his hips, the iron of its handle glinting in the sun. She frowns as her mother’s voice echoes through her memories.

You are not safe, she says, and she can almost see her spectre glare at the warrior’s silhouette walking ahead of her.

You are not safe.

#cod x reader #x reader #call of duty x reader #fem!reader #cod au #cod mw2 #johnny soap mactavish #john soap mctavish x reader #viking au #viking!soap #soap x f!reader #soap mactavish x reader #soap mw3 #Ghoul I love this AU so much #thank you for sharing your brain with us

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mcdonaldsplayground · 1 year

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| actually the worst | bonus part

aged up ao’nung x f!reader (18+)

summary: a few years after meeting the metkayina people (and quaritch trying to kill your entire family), you finally get a chance to bring ao’nung to see your former home. however, there’s more to think about than just touring him around the forest.

includes: 18+ content (not anything actually spicy, just more suggestive), teasing, swearing, suggestive remarks, ao’nung being a cocky bastard again😮‍💨

word count: 5.4k

a/n: okay so in this universe neteyam is still alive because i simply cannot process complex emotions at this time😀 also please note that i made up the general plot here just to fit the story but obviously it’s probably gonna be very different in the next avatar films😅 ALSO, i’m so sorry to anyone who was expecting smut or like, in-depth descriptions, but this is as spicy as my writing is gonna get for now hehe. hope you enjoy this lil’ bonus part. i’m gonna get to writing some other stuff soon:)

“Okay, everyone! We’re leaving in ten minutes so if you’re not ready by then, you’re flying by yourself!” Your father called, looking frantic as he saddled up his ikran and tried to herd everyone over at the same time. Jake always went full dad-mode before these trips.

Since the battle on the ship with Quaritch a few years ago, things had finally calmed down and allowed your family the ability to travel back home to the forest and the Omatikaya clan. However, the island had become your home too, so you tried to split your time between each. As much as you loved returning to the forest, though, there was someone that you found increasingly difficult to leave behind.

Ao’nung. The most annoying person you had ever met. Also, often to your chagrin, your boyfriend. The past few years together had been whatever your guys’ version of domestic bliss was. Mostly a lot of playful teasing and sometimes borderline bullying. A lot of flirting, too. Your family and friends often called the two of you childish, but that was just your dynamic, and you loved every second of it.

Recently, though, you’d been a little disappointed. Not with Ao’nung’s treatment of you, definitely not, but with how busy he’d been with his duties. You knew it wasn’t his fault, he was the son of the Olo’eyktan, after all. It was just that between going out hunting, Olo’eyktan training, and working on completing his warrior rites, you felt as if he was becoming a stranger that you were watching from afar. You couldn’t even remember the last time the two of you had been alone.

“Hey, I’m sorry that Ao’nung can’t come, [Y/N].” Neteyam said as he packed the last of his things and strapped them to his ikran, shooting you a sympathetic look. You sighed to yourself, trying not to let your disappointment show.

“It’s no big deal,” You shrugged. “It’s not like we’re leaving forever.” It was true that you wouldn’t be gone as long as usual this time, but it was certainly long enough. Not only would you be away from Ao’nung, but you would miss the completion of his Iknimaya. He was supposed to finish up next week, which was the only reason he wouldn’t be able to come with you like you had originally planned months ago. Actually, you'd been begging him to go along with you for a while, but it had never worked out with his schedule. This time seemed to cut the deepest, though.

“You keep saying it’s not a big deal, but I don’t think you mean that,” Neteyam pushed, coming over to stand next to you. His presence was a comfort, especially because he had inadvertently become the person you always went to for relationship advice. “It’s okay not to be okay, you know.”

“Yeah, I- I know…” You trailed off, unconvincing. “I just wanted to be there when he finished his Iknimaya. He’s worked so hard, Teyam.” You bit your lip, staring hard at the ground. “And-” You cut yourself off, suddenly feeling embarrassed at your own thoughts.

“And?” Neteyam’s tone was gentle, encouraging. You sighed.

“And I just keep worrying that he’s going to get tired of me being gone all the time. Once he’s officially a warrior he gets to choose a mate. I know it’s really horrible of me to think it, but, what if he doesn’t choose me?” You involuntarily imagined coming back from the forest to find him mated to another, your heart rising to your throat.

“I hear what you’re saying, but I have to tell you that’s impossible, [Y/N]. If you could see the way Ao’nung looks at you, you would know.” Neteyam grinned as you flushed, fighting a smile of your own. Before you could say anything in response, your dad declared it was time to leave. Your heart sank back down, and you turned to mount your ikran.

“Wait! Wait up! You’re going to forget your favourite, most handsome possession!” The deep voice sent a familiar shiver of longing down your spine, though his words made you roll your eyes. There was only one man in the world who could do that to you with just a sentence.

You whipped around, wide-eyed as your big dork of a boyfriend sprinted over to your family.

“Miss me, forest girl?” He was grinning like an absolute fool as he finally came to a stop a few feet away from you, panting slightly. You were quick to hide your extreme joy with a glare, lest you show just how much power he held over your emotions.

“Aren’t you supposed to be taming a skimwing right now?” You raised an eyebrow. “You know, so you can prove that you’re a man or something?” You held back a smirk as he narrowed his eyes.

“Alright, then. If you didn’t want me to come you should have just said so.” He said, nonchalantly shrugging as he turned to go back. You knew he was goading you, but you couldn’t help it as you jumped forward, catching his wrist.

“No! Don’t.”

“Oh, so you do want me to come?” He simpered, eyes dancing with mirth. If you weren’t in front of your family you probably would have jumped his bones right there. Something about that perpetual conceited attitude did things to you.

“Can you not be a dickhead for like, one second?” You asked, eliciting a chuckle from him. That was when you noticed the tattoo.

The sweeping intricate black lines spanned a good portion of the left side of his rib cage, swooping slightly up and around the curve of his back. It was gorgeous, but the ink looked incredibly fresh, the edges of the elegant piece slightly raised. You gaped, your fingers twitching with the urge to reach out and touch it.

“What is that?” You breathed, flicking your gaze up to meet your favourite ocean blues.

“I’m surprised you don’t know what a tattoo is considering you’ve lived here for-” You glared daggers as he spoke, indicating that now was not the time for witty banter. He cracked a wide grin, holding his hands up in surrender. “Alright, geez. I wanted to surprise you.”

“Okay but-” Suddenly everything fell into place in your mind and you gasped, your eyes growing wide. “You finished your Iknimaya?”

He nodded. “Just call me the greatest warrior who’s ever lived- woah!” He laughed deeply as you barreled into him, wrapping your arms around his neck before he lifted you off the ground and spun you around.

“Ao’nung the mighty warrior.” You could barely contain your smile as you peppered a few kisses along his cheeks. “I am so proud of you!”

It wasn’t like either of you to show such blatant affection in front of others, especially your parents, but it seemed impossible not to in this moment.

“That’s why I’ve been so busy lately,” He admitted, pulling back and setting you down in front of him, maintaining a loose grip on your waist. “I had to beg my father to let me work overtime, and it was a pretty tight schedule. I technically finished yesterday, but I woke up before dawn this morning to get my tattoo done.” You could have sworn the only other time Ao’nung had smiled this big was after your very first kiss.

“Oh, Nung, I’m so happy for you! Thank you!” You leaned in to kiss him, but you were rudely interrupted by your youngest brother, who was standing a few feet away with your family.

“Oh, Ao’nung! I’m so proud of you, mighty warrior! Let’s kiss in front of everyone and waste a whole bunch of time being gross!” He mocked in a high-pitched voice, rolling his eyes. Lo’ak may have gotten older, but he still loved to make fun of you two. “I hate to break up your guys’ little love fest, but we were supposed to leave like, ten minutes ago.” He huffed. Tsireya may not have been around to chastise him, but your mother certainly was. She smacked the back of his head, glaring at the boy.

“Lo’ak! You should be happy for Ao’nung! He is a warrior of the clan now.” Neytiri turned to look at Ao’nung, smiling proudly. Ever since your parents had found out about you and him, your mother was very supportive. She’d grown to love him like a son. Your father, however, was not so fond. You and him had been through many arguments in which he claimed you needed to wait until you were old enough for a mate in order to be with Ao’nung. Even now, when this had suddenly become possible, Jake looked a little disapproving.

“My love, Lo’ak is right. We really do have to get going.” You frowned at your father’s lack of enthusiasm, but nothing could truly drag your mood down for long as you thought about finally getting to show Ao’nung your precious forest. Even the days-long ikran flight didn’t seem all that bad anymore.

After you and Ao’nung clambered onto your ikran together and took off, you sighed contentedly, leaning back into him when you had a chance to relax a bit. You could feel the low tenor of his voice through his chest as he spoke, his hands placed on your thighs as he rubbed slow circles along them with his thumbs.

“I can’t wait to see this great forest you’ve been raving about for years.” You grinned at his words, biting your lip as you fantasized about showing him every inch of your former home.

“I can’t wait to see what my grandmother thinks of you.” You snorted. The image of her scrutinizing gaze making the usually overconfident Ao’nung sweat had you giggling.

“She’ll love me. All the ladies do.” You could hear the smirk in his words.

“I hated your guts when we met.” You reminded him, hoping to humble him even just slightly. It was a futile attempt.

“And now?”

“Maybe I still do.”

“Is that so?” He bent his head down to whisper into your ear. “It’s interesting that you hate my guts but yet you love when I rearrange y-”

“If you finish that sentence I will push you off this ikran so fast, Ao’nung.” You warned, a nervous laugh threatening to escape your chest.

“You’d miss me if you did that.”

“Unlikely.”

“Oh, you'd definitely miss me."

“So what is this boy’s name, again?” Your grandmother questioned as you helped her prepare food for dinner. You couldn’t help but smile as she squinted her eyes in the direction of where your brothers and Ao’nung were talking around the fire a little ways off. You all had arrived at the forest late, so everyone was just resting for the remainder of the night. Exploring would have to wait until tomorrow.

“His name is Ao’nung, grandmother.”

“Hm. Well, he could do with an attitude adjustment. But he looks to be a strong warrior, no doubt.” She pursed her lips, still appearing to scrutinize him.

“Yes. He actually just completed his Iknimaya,” You tried your best not to sound like you were gushing over him. “He is very strong, indeed.” The image of his toned arms flashed through your mind. The way he could lift you over his shoulder and carry you. The way his muscles tensed when he gripped your hips as he kissed you. You couldn’t help but flush, shaking your head slightly to clear it. Your grandmother was staring at you, the smallest of grins tugging at the corners of her lips.

“So you are mated, then?” She questioned, and you almost choked on air. You supposed you should have expected the question sooner or later, but it still surprised you. Your heart sped up at the thought.

“Oh- well… no.” You mentally cursed yourself for stuttering.

“You sound unsure, child. Do you not want to be his mate?”

“I- It’s- Yes. Yes of course I do,” Your gaze drifted over to him, watching fondly as he laughed at something Lo’ak had said. Despite the obvious stupidity of it, you still couldn’t shake the thought of him possibly choosing someone else to be his mate. It was like some deeply hidden fear you didn’t know you had until now. “It is just a matter of whether or not he wants to be my mate too.” You finished your thought quietly, looking down at your hands in your lap.

“I would think that would be the least of your worries, my dear.” Your grandmother spoke softly, placing a gentle hand on your knee. “He may be a mighty warrior, but even I can see his weakness is you. His eyes betray him every time he looks at you.” This was the second time recently someone had told you such a thing. It made you slightly dizzy with childish giddiness, the idea of you having such an affect on the aloof and confident male.

You were unsure how to respond, but you smiled widely to yourself, a little embarrassed. Your grandmother just chuckled and turned to call everyone over to eat.

The food was almost painfully good after eating pre-prepared meals over the course of your trip. Even Tuk, normally the pickiest eater ever, was scarfing every last bit down. It also felt great to eat together with your family, just enjoying their company as you leaned into Ao’nung’s side, his free arm wrapped around your shoulders. It didn’t take too long for everyone to finish and start turning in for the night.

Your family all slept in a group of hammocks nearby one another, but Ao’nung had been given a spare hammock a little ways away in order to give him more “privacy”, as your dad said, but you figured that he just didn’t want the two of you sleeping near each other. He was very protective and hypocritical considering everything he got up to with your mother when they were young. He was also naive if he thought that sending Ao’nung off by himself was going to keep you two apart.

Once everyone seemed soundly asleep, you silently slipped out of your hammock and crept away to find Ao’nung. It wasn’t too difficult as he appeared to be struggling to lie down comfortably in his hammock. You giggled quietly, sneaking up beside the warrior.

“Do you know how stupid you look right now?” You whispered, quickly slapping your hand over Ao’nung’s mouth as he yelped. You could barely hold in your laughter. “Shut up, skxawng! You’ll wake the whole clan!”

“Very funny, you little brat.” Ao’nung’s expression was sour, especially as he continued to struggle slightly with his hammock.

“You know, I’m very good at helping people who ask.” You smirked, folding your arms across your chest as you watched him try to stop swinging from side to side.

“Fine.” He huffed, glaring up at you.

“Fine what?”

“Seriously?” Ao’nung shot you an annoyed look, but you just stood there, enjoying the power you held in this situation. When you didn’t respond, he finally huffed, resigning himself to what he knew you wanted.

“Would you please do me the favour of helping me figure this stupid thing out, your all-knowing royal highness?” The last bit was a snarky joke, one meant to annoy you, but it only made you grin.

“Why didn’t you ask sooner, Nung?” You made your way over and steadied the hammock, fingertips pushing lightly on Ao’nung’s bicep to indicate that he should move over. When he shifted, you took the chance to climb in beside him, a look of pleasant surprise overtaking his features. The hammock stilled once the two of you had found a comfortable position facing each other, close enough to breathe the same air.

“So this is what you came here for?” Ao’nung questioned, his eyebrows raising as his signature cocky smirk settled onto his lips.

“It’s like you want me to punch you.” You scoffed, tracing the familiar patterns of his skin with your finger, particularly the glowing constellation of freckles that spanned his broad chest. He shivered beneath your touch. However, when you accidentally grazed over the edges of his new tattoo, he hissed. You quickly pulled back, cringing.

“Sorry!” You apologized hurriedly, worried that you had hurt him.

“No, it’s alright. It’s just still a little sore.” He admitted, offering you a gentle smile. You returned it, but did not place your hands back where they were.

“So, you can choose a mate now.” You finally said after a few moments of silence, peering through your lashes to try and gauge his expression. This was a conversation you had been dying to have for days, but it hadn’t seemed like the right time until now. Even so, your heart began to race slightly.

“Yes.” Ao’nung’s tone was low, serious. Maybe it was because of your nerves, but you found it difficult to read his expression.

“And?” You bit your lip, waiting impatiently for him to say anything. Your irrational fears were screaming in the back of your mind.

“And?” He quirked an eyebrow. “What do you want me to say?” You heart plummeted into your abdomen, unable to stop yourself from frowning deeply as you flicked your gaze down so you could avoid eye-contact. You swallowed thickly as your throat constricted. You felt like such a baby for reacting this way, but it was like you couldn’t stop it. The next words coming out felt like someone had stuck a branding iron down your throat.

“Do you want to mate with someone else?”

“What?” Ao’nung sat up slightly in shock, confusion and worry written all over his face. “What are you taking about?”

You just shrugged, afraid you would truly start crying if you spoke or even looked up from your fidgeting fingers.

“[Y/N].” His tone was firm but soft, a plead for you to explain. You felt ridiculously stupid.

“There’s lots of beautiful women of the clan. Many who would make a great Tsahìk some day,” You managed quietly, letting out a short breath. “I don’t want to hold you back just because we have been together so long. Besides, I know what your mother thinks of me, and maybe she is right. I still act like a child sometimes. I am gone so much visiting home. And I am not-” Your voice broke, a few warm tears finally spilling over onto your cheeks. “I am not Metkayina. I am not like you.”

It was painfully silent for a few torturously long seconds. Finally, you felt Ao’nung’s fingers tilt your chin up so he could look at you. His gaze was giving you the all-too-familiar impression that he was seeing you intimately, seeing beyond just your face.

“I do not want anyone else.” He breathed, moving to cradle your face in his hands, brushing away your tears with his thumbs. “I have the most beautiful woman here in front of me. And for some reason, Eywa forbid, I think she likes me.” He grinned and you felt your heart lift.

“You might be right about that.” You said quietly, earning a low chuckle from him.

“[Y/N], I need you to know that I do not care if my mother doesn’t approve of you. The other women of the clan do not tease me. They do not make ridiculously funny faces when they’re annoyed. They do not have the courage to stand up to me and call me a jerkwad when I’m being mean.” The two of you laughed faintly at the memory of you calling him every English insult you could think of. “I love you because you do all of those things. And I love you because you are just as much Metkayina as anyone else in the clan, even though you did not grow up knowing our ways. You were not born into your place there, you earned it, and I can only hope I’ve earned even a slight chance at being worthy enough to be your mate.” You were staring hard at each other now, barely breathing as you hung on to every single word he said. You slid your hands behind his neck, tugging him closer to you, your lips ghosting over his.

“Whether I like it or not, you own my heart, Ao’nung.”

His lips crashed to meet yours with an intensity that set your heart racing. The kiss was all heat and desperation, tongues and teeth. Ao’nung bit your bottom lip, smirking when you gasped. His fingers then found your waist and he smoothly flipped your positions so that he was over top of you, groaning as you placed kisses along his neck and jaw.

“I can’t believe you were worried about me not wanting to be your mate when I’m so fucking in love with you.” He said between sloppy kisses, his hands sliding slowly up and down your thighs, positioned on either side of his body. You shuddered at the way it made your stomach tighten. “As if I would let anyone else hold my heart in their hand.” You whined as he fingered the waistband of your clothing, sucking on a sweet spot just beneath your ear.

“I can think of something else of yours that I would love to hold right about now.” Your eyes glinted as you gazed at him, a quick flash of surprise passing over his face before he broke into a smirk.

“Be my guest, love.”

The mid-afternoon sun shone brightly as you excitedly made your way up the hallelujah mountains. You and Ao’nung had spent the morning around the forest with your family, but you’d really wanted to show him some of your favourite spots by yourself, one of which you were heading to now.

"Hurry up, slow poke!" You found yourself calling out, a laugh bubbling from your chest when Ao’nung groaned behind you. You turned your head back to grin tauntingly at him.

"When you said you were going to show me your home, this is not what I pictured us doing." Ao'nung frowned, glancing warily over the side of the vine you both walked upon.

"No? What exactly were you picturing, then, Nung?" You queried and Ao'nung's lips split into what you could only describe as a suggestive grin.

"Oh, you know, maybe a little less dangerous hiking and a little more finding a secluded spot to-"

"Oh my Eywa!" You yelped, shaking your head. "Just keep walking, you sick bastard."

"Just putting ideas out there.." He chuckled, suddenly pushing forward to catch up to you. He slung his arm around your waist, pulling you into him like it was the most natural action in the world.

You leaned in closer, standing on your tiptoes to whisper into his ear. "You're so desperate, Ao'nung." He shivered.

"Only for you, forest girl." As the words left his lips, you suddenly felt as if you’d experienced this moment before, down to the exact details. You furrowed your brows, trying hard to remember why it felt so familiar.

“Oh!” You gasped out loud, nearly sending your boyfriend toppling over the side of the vine as your memory came into focus. On instinct, you reached out quickly to steady a confused looking Ao’nung.

“Are you trying to kill me, woman?” He asked incredulously, placing a hand over his heart. “What was that?”

You flushed, unsure of what to say. It was such a strange experience to have to explain.

“Um, it’s nothing.” You laughed breathily, trying to sound as casual as possible before continuing your trek up the mountains. Unfortunately, that was not satisfactory enough for him. He grabbed at your waist, pulling you back into him so you were both were facing forward, your back flush against his chest.

“Tell me.” He whispered in your ear, sending goosebumps along your skin.

“It’s weird.” You chuckled, turning your head so you could meet his eyes. They were alight with interest.

“Like you don’t already say weird things all the time?” He asked, laughing as he earned a gentle punch to the bicep. You turned fully to face him.

“Do you remember the first night we went to the cove of ancestors? The night Kiri had a seizure?” You questioned, playing with your fingers as they rested on his chest, feeling his slow breaths beneath your touch.

“Of course.” He furrowed his brows slightly, as if playing through the memory in his head. “The first time you let your guard down around me.” His lips split into a small smirk, though it was more fond than cocky.

“Yeah, whatever,” You smiled softly. “Well, before all that crazy stuff happened, I had a vision when I connected to the tree. It was- well… it was this.” You bit your lip, spreading out your hands to indicate the scene around you.

“The mountains?” He questioned, not entirely following.

“Yes. But us, too. The exact conversation we just had a few minutes ago. It felt so familiar while it was happening, but I couldn’t remember why until now.” You felt awkward explaining it to him, avoiding eye contact and instead trying to read the rest of his face.

“So you knew this was going to happen?” It was a loaded question, indicating both the general situation and your relationship as a whole. A smirk was tugging at his lips.

“Kind of…” You said slowly. “But at the time I still thought I maybe hated you, so it freaked me out. I didn’t know if it was actually going to come true or not. I was working up the courage to talk to you about it before everything went to shit.” You laughed a little, thinking back on all the chaos of those first few months living on the island.

“I want you to be my mate.” Ao’nung said suddenly, staring down at you with a rare completely serious expression. You snapped your head up quickly, confused at the sudden turn in conversation, though a flutter of excitement settled in your stomach.

“I know,” You smiled softly. “I can’t wait until we get back home-”

“No, now.” His voice was firm, his mind already made up. Your eyebrows shot skyward. “I don’t want to waste anymore time not being officially bonded. We can go tonight,. I think Eywa has given us a sign through your dream.” He grabbed your hand, gently lacing his fingers with yours.

“But- what about our parents?” You asked, trying to ignore the rising giddiness inside of you. “I mean my dad will probably burst a blood vessel in his eye. And don’t even get me started on your mom… She already has enough reason to hate me.”

“It’s not about them, my love.”

“But you are the chief’s son, Nung. There are rituals and ceremonies for you and your chosen mate-”

“Me and you.”

“Yes,” You breath hitched slightly, blushing. “Us. Your parents won’t be pleased if you do not complete them in the traditional way.” You were speaking to deaf ears, reiterating things he already knew well.

“We’ll have our own stupid rituals.” He muttered, his fingers skating along your arm, bringing them up to trace the outline of your jaw. “Ceremonies and parties and disapproving parents can wait until we return.” He searched your eyes, desperately hoping for you to be feeling the same immediacy as him. The same all-consuming desire to be one after waiting so long. Despite your feeble rationale behind why it was a terrible idea, you had to admit that you wanted to do it just as badly.

“Tonight, then.” You finally caved, an excited buzz settling under your skin. Ao’nung grinned, picking you up to swing you around before pulling you into a hug. You could feel his excitement in the air around you, making you bite your lip to keep from smiling too wide.

You woke to the sun already shining brightly, pleasantly warming your skin. A pair of strong arms were wrapped around your abdomen, your legs tangled together with two other, longer and broader ones. It could have been any other morning after sneaking out to be with Ao’nung.

It was not.

You could feel the mating bond even now as your mate lay sleeping beneath you, his soft breaths tickling your skin. Nothing about your feelings for the warrior boy had changed, you still felt the deep love that had claimed a stake on your heart years ago, but it was like it had been fortified, made immortal under the gaze of Eywa. Your soul was tied completely to his, two halves to make a entirely new whole. His eyes fluttered open as you stared at his sleeping form, admiring his peacefulness. He smiled sleepily.

“Good morning, my love.” His voice was slightly raspy from sleep, and you felt your stomach tighten, suddenly replaying every euphoric detail about the night before. You clenched your legs together, letting Ao’nung sit up and pull you into his lap while running a hand slowly up your thigh. Once you were comfortably sitting on top of him, he began to place sweet kisses along your neck.

“Ao’nung.” You tried (failed) to sound stern, placing a hand on each of his biceps in a weak attempt to stop him from caressing all along your body. “We have to go back.” Your words got lost in a moan as he nipped at your collarbone, looking up at you in a desperate sort of way. You shuddered, unable to stop yourself from dipping your head down to place a kiss on his pouted lips. He kissed back fervently, one of his hands sliding to the back of your head while the other danced along your ribcage, dangerously close to eliciting another moan from you. If you didn’t stop now, you knew you never would.

“Alright, alright. Don’t make me smack you, dipshit.” He groaned in annoyance as you pulled away, your lips already slightly swollen from the kiss.

“C’mon, [Y/N].” He whined, his ears flicking back in disappointment. “You're my mate, now. Can we not just enjoy this time?”

You chuckled, tracing your thumb over his bottom lip. “I’m sure you got more than enough enjoyment last night. Now it’s time to for us to deal with the repercussions of that.” You quickly placed one more soft kiss on his lips before sighing and untangling your limbs from his. He unhappily followed your lead, holding your hand to help you up. As the two of you slowly began your walk back home, you smiled to yourself, feeling more content than you ever had before. Even the thought of confronting both your parents seemed but a small inconvenience, an easy price to pay for the sheer elation you felt at the bond you now shared with Ao’nung.

“I still think we could have stayed longer.” He frowned, swinging your intertwined hands back and forth slightly.

“Doubtful. It’s pretty much a miracle they haven’t sent out a search party already.” You laughed, guessing it was already mid-morning. Your family had probably been awake for hours.

“What should I say to your parents?” Ao’nung questioned.

“Well, you should probably start by begging my dad for mercy,” You deadpanned. “Though I doubt that will help.”

“Thanks, I’m so glad you’re confident in me.” Ao’nung quipped back sarcastically, rolling his eyes. “I’d like to remind you that I’m a warrior now.”

You grinned. “You’re about to be a dead warrior.”

“Well, at least my last great memory is of you on your knees last night-"

You cut him off with a light punch in the gut. It was like hitting the bark of a tree, but he did you the courtesy of pretending to feel it, at least.

“Geez, someone’s touchy about that.” He smirked, amusement flickering in his gaze.

“Just save the cockiness until after we talk to my parents. I know you probably don’t know to be humble, but-”

“Oh, I’ll be humble. I’ll be even more humble than Neteyam when he gets a compliment.” He spoke of it like a challenge, and you giggled.

“Speaking of that, I forgot to mention that my brothers are probably going to kill you, too, you know. Then maybe even Kiri. You’ll be dead four times over.”

“You’re lucky you’re worth all this murder I’m about to experience.”

“Just remember that this was your idea, genius.”

“Yeah, yeah. But who’s the one who loves me too much to have said no?”

“Shut up.”

“Fine. But only if you give me a good luck kiss before we get back because I’m starting to get nervous now.”

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hotheadedhero · 26 days

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In Unrequited Love - Part 2

AN: When I say that writing this part had me feral, I don't mean it lightly. This part ended up being over 2000 words, blimmin heck. It had me losing sleep, losing sanity, and my grasp on reality and going insane. All in good ways of course! It got angstier than I originally intended but, man, I'm a sucker for it. I think you guys are too ;)

Part 1 for those of you new here

Warning: angst for reader's lacking self-preservation, silly dummy, but Donnie is also a dumb-dumb, so you're as bad as each other really.

Donatello x Reader

Every explanation you can come up with to try and disregard your feelings for the tallest of the turtle brothers has only been met with more anguish. First, you theorised it to be some kind of miscommunication with your emotions, that you had merely misread a deep level of friendship as a new crush. Then, you tried to reason with yourself that it was a rebound - a re-focussing of such feelings onto someone else who likes spending time with you. Neither holds enough weight to get out of this funk, however. You’re chain-bound.

Then begged the question: what are you to do about it? Realistically, what can you do about it? Not once have you had the courage to even try and say something to Casey, so what makes you think this is any different? If anything, it’s worse. Not only because Donatello is so helplessly in love with April, but because you are so much more hopelessly in love with him. Even the way you used to feel about Jones wasn’t this overwhelming.

You hate it. You hate it so damn much and, yet, you can’t stop yourself from spending most of your free time in that forsaken laboratory. There’s a saying that keeps coming to mind whenever you find yourself aiding him with inventions and experiments: fool me once, shame on you - fool me twice, shame on me. You certainly feel the fool and more so after a particular incident. A word used candidly but it felt like an incident at the time. The details are foggy but you believe it had something to do with the daughter of The Foot - Karai - and a new robotic toy of hers. Donnie had come in and saved the day, earning a kiss on the cheek from his crush by the end of it. To say that it stung is an understatement.

Nothing appeared to change after that day other than the joy your new infatuation must have been riding on since. You hadn’t even taken note of how it’s affected you. You don’t take notice of it at all. Yes, you still regularly visit the lab but less so to help out. As of late, it is you who is being helped. A habit which has become the norm where the purple-clad turtle finds himself patching you up. Almost every time you see him, there’s a new bump, bruise, or scratch that needs tending to and every time he does what he can to make it better.

Today is no different. If anything, it has to be the worst of your afflictions that he’s seen to date. The first few times were viewed in mild hilarity but he’s not finding these frequenting successions of being your first aider funny anymore. He currently has you sat in his desk chair, knelt down and worriedly looking over your ankle. The pigment of your skin is only slightly discoloured but it’s clear from the way you hobbled in a few moments ago that it can’t handle much weight right now. Carefully, he holds a cold compress against the affected area, earning a jolted hiss from your person. He winces himself and mutters a quiet apology. Some silence follows until he decides he needs to know exactly what you did to warrant such a bad injury.

“What happened this time?” he asks as he continues to inspect the contusion, making sure nothing is broken beneath.

“I just slipped whilst I was coming down the ladder,” you admit casually. “Think there’s been some rain recently, so it’s my own fault for not wearing grippier shoes.”

Your answer is marginally concerning for two reasons: it hasn’t rained for at least a few days now and he’s seen the way you work - how careful you are when you’re helping him with mechanics or measuring various chemicals. This isn’t like you. Retrospectively, he hasn’t known you long but he likes to think you’ve hung out enough for him to discern that you aren’t typically this clumsy. He’s even detected a drop in your mood. You don’t crack out as many jokes with him, nor have you spoken much about Casey. The band of his mask creases over his furrowing brows and he slowly looks up at you.

“Is everything okay?” he inquires carefully, mindful of the potentially sensitive question. “You seem… out of sorts lately. If it’s something to do with Casey-”

“It’s not Casey,” you interrupt, rather abruptly he notices. Sighing, you quickly attempt to correct yourself and slump into the seat. “I dunno. It might be. I think I’m just done with all the love stuff at this point.”

You end on a bitter cadence, one that has Donatello sinking. His heart breaks knowing that yours has been taken away and trampled on by this mess. It well and truly hurts him to see you this way, to hear that you’re energy has been depleted because of this. Then, like a jab to the gut, it all comes to fruition. The ugly canvas decorated with the hard, cold facts paints this horrifying image before his mind: your physical pain is a manifestation of that from within. Whether it’s intentional or not, it’s still an alarming prospect. Swallowing past the nausea permeating and rising into his throat, he takes a moment to reflect on how best to help you. He doesn’t want to be the one to tell you that you should keep pursuing that ragged hockey puck-lover but he also doesn’t want to see you in such disarray. He can’t bear the thought that you might get hurt worse than this.

With a steadying breath, he takes your hands in his own and smiles up at you sympathetically. “Don’t say that. You never know. There’s still time for things to change in your favour.”

If only he knew how much that gaze of his torments you; how his hands make yours burn cold. You silently beg of him to not look at you with such warmhearted affection, that the very thing he believes to have ruptured your heart is not Casey but is him. Part of you wishes that you could get angry and blame this on him for being so sweet, funny, and an overall joy to be around but that wouldn’t be fair. The reality is that you can’t blame anyone, not even yourself. Feelings can’t be forced nor can they be changed. Your eyes drop to the two sets of hands that rest on your lap, knowing you can’t stand to stare into those puppy-dog maroons much longer.

Unenthused, you hum, “Guess so. Seems like you’re a little more on the hopeful side after that kiss on the cheek, huh?”

He glances away with an awkward smile. Everyone may assume that his head must have exploded when that happened and it would have done were it not for a certain change of circumstance. April kissing his cheek was ironically what led to him realising he loves you. At first, he was entirely confused. Why didn’t he get that round of butterflies? The heart palpitations? There wasn’t even a wild glee that he would have expected with something that monumental happening. Maybe there wasn’t supposed to be. He would have to look into it, he thought, and test it to figure out what was going on. An experiment that didn’t even make it to the drawing board.

No more than an hour later, Donnie’s tending to a burn on your arm after you spilt boiling coffee on yourself; the first domino to fall in this onset of injuries he would serve medical attention to. Seeing you hurt struck something fierce within him. He had this sudden urgency to protect you, care for you, and look after you. Then, followed a quick daydream of holding you in his arms, close to his body and safe from any and all extraneous variables that could threaten you. It flashed before his eyes with such volatile ammunition he almost stumbled over the dressing work he had been so carefully wrapping around your forearm. That’s when he realised and, boy, he couldn’t look you straight in the eye for the remainder of that day.

Perhaps, in a way then, your words ring true. He likes to believe he’s more hopeful. He likes to think he stands a better chance with you with how often you hang out and how well you get along. That’s why he doesn’t want you to give up on love. Regardless of where your sights are set, if you’re done with love, that’s his chance gone completely. He wants to keep that hope alive in you as well. Even if it’s for someone else, he doesn’t want you to be devoid of that sensation. It can hurt but it’s still a beautiful experience in his eyes.

Realising your smaller fingers are still overlapped in his, he blushes - a blush you assume to be the result of your conversation. He finally withdraws his grasp lest he risks you experiencing the backlash of his suddenly clammy palms. It’s about time that he secures your ankle in a bandage, anyway.

Ignoring your question altogether, he laughs nervously and clears his throat. “Well, the good news is that nothing is broken. Most of the fall was taken by your ligaments, though, so you won’t be able to walk properly for a few days. My recommendation is you rest at home in the meantime.”

You toss your head back into the chair and groan out lethargically, “If only I could replace it with a robotic one, hm?” Along with your overly attached, love-sick heart. “Would make things easier.”

“As long as you know to come here for repairs. Robotic limbs need just as much care and attention as organic ones.”

Glancing away, your lips turn up at the sides bashfully. There’s a smile. A genuine smile. He’s been waiting all day - a few days - to see one of those. What a dork. You can only hope your ankle does a fast job of getting better. At least that means no school for a few days but it’s still a bother. Simultaneously, that means no visits to the lair until you’re healed up. The thought is upsetting but you can’t help thinking it might do you some good; a bit of distance to calm the erratic, painful ache of the suffering muscle that sits behind your ribcage. Distance and distraction. On the topic of distractions, a particular object of interest has caught your eye from across the room: a small, rectangular mound hidden beneath a thin layer of cloth.

“Hey, what’ve you got under this?”

You don’t even wait for an answer, opting to propel yourself over to his desk with your good foot. The office chair glides along the floor and, before he can stop you, you’re already pulling the tarp from this mystery item. For someone who’s just injured their ankle, you’re annoyingly quick to feed curiosity’s temptation. Your snoopiness would reveal a narrow box, that which you open too, further revealing a slim sliver of chain with a charm sitting comfortably in the centre of it. Said charm is a purple turtle and you don’t have to think hard to figure out that this is a gift for a certain red-head. It’s magnificently crafted if not a little corny but you can commend his boldness.

“I’m sure April will like it,” you say sweetly enough that it masks the disdain bubbling in your throat. With a quiet sigh, you return the necklace to its resting place, fingertips brushing over the top of the box. “If she doesn’t, though, I… think it’s beautiful.”

Truthfully, that’s the only appraisal he’s looking for, especially seeing as he’s made it for you. He should take the opportunity whilst he’s riding on that high. You like it. He should just say that it’s for you. Get it out there and proclaim his feelings if not at least allude to them but the melancholy behind your eyes chokes him out of trying. It’s not the right time. Your heart is fragile - far too fragile to be here any longer, you’ve decided.

“Thanks again for helping out,” you mumble, swallowing past a lump whilst you attempt to stand. “Better make a start on resting, huh?”

Quickly, he holds an arm out in case you need to grab onto it, face scrunched and brows raised from the middle. “H-Hey, wait! Can I at least walk you back home? That manhole cover is gonna be a struggle let alone the ladder to get to it.”

Cursing the kindness of this tall terrapin would be cruel but he just makes it so darn difficult to not fall more victim to your feelings. You would love nothing more than to take his offer. Wholehandedly, you would within a quarter of a second. There’s just one teeny tiny problem, however.

“I appreciate the offer, Donnie, but it’s still daytime,” you remind him.

In his overzealousness, he had missed that fact. A seemingly obvious detail that he wouldn’t typically forget were he not so worried about you. He is not letting you go back to the surface alone in your current condition - both the physical and mental. Wishing to be human isn’t a naturally occurring thought but it’s currently a prevalent desire. How is he meant to ensure a safe trip home if he can’t go topside? Just as begins formulating a plan, a certain dark-apparelled miscreant passes the lab. Donnie can’t believe he’s actually going to do this but it seems like the only option.

“Casey.” He raises a hand dilatorily to catch the teenager’s attention. “Any chance you could escort (Y/n) home?”

Casey takes one look at your wrapped ankle and throws out two finger guns with a wink. “Jones is on the case.”

He understood the assignment quickly enough at least. Hooray for him. Donatello is prompt to smile when you cast him an estranged glance. You reckon he’s trying to wingman you, which is almost hilarious. If only he knew. Your “escort” temporarily donates you his hockey stick as a makeshift crutch and places a hand between your shoulder blades as extra leverage whilst walking you out. Donnie may have been lying to himself before. He doesn’t want you to be devoid of love but he doesn’t want your love to be directed elsewhere like he had initially tried to come to terms with. It should be him. He wants it so badly to be him. Pitifully, he watches you leave, hearing Casey remark something along the lines of “you’re in safe hands” before the two of you are out of earshot. Such friendly, flirtatious comments from your prior crush would have had you in a tizzy but, weirdly, you find comfort in them. It’s a short moment of silence for your incessant pining.

Now, all there is to do is hope that your forced rest isn’t met with bedridden wallowing for the oncoming days.

I know the first kiss on the cheek moment doesn't really fit with how it goes in the show but that's the point of fanfiction, is it not? :P Hope you enjoyed! I'm gonna lie down now, holy jeebus

#tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt 2012 #donatello #donnie #2012 donnie #tmnt x reader #x reader #donatello x reader #angst #part 2 #casey jones #april o'neil

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i-starcreamed · 1 year

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Ok so it is implied in my mind that any human on the lost light would be zippin around on roller skates. And when on roller skates you can theoretically hold onto the back of a vehicle to ZOOM ( = skitching = skate + hitching.) So THE QUESTION IS silly little headcanons for a human reader skitching w Rodimus / Tailgate / Swerve my beloved / anyone w a vehicular alt mode? Idk I just thought that would be fun :3

new uh, format I think. hopefully, this works. anyways this was really fun and they're a little short bc I struggled writing something different for each one, but I'm very happy with it

[ human!reader

post includes: Rodimus, Tailgate, and Swerve]

MTMTE Rodimus

oh you're gonna have to hang on real tight

when you said zoom, that's exactly what this guy is gonna do

tries to get you to do tricks as you're skitching, did not go well the first time (he skid to a stop you crashed face-first into him)

after that he was a lot more careful and gave you a heads up

He still tries to get you to do tricks though, you both impress the rest of the crew quite often

It quickly became this favorite thing to do after the first time, constantly coming up to you and transforming with a "need a ride?" and happily agreeing when you're the one to ask him.

Probably gets a little jealous when you ask someone that isn't him

Expect a lot of close calls but he would never get you hurt on purpose, Ultra Magnus begs you to wear some kind of protective gear

MTMTE Tailgate

Originally hesitant when you asked him, are you sure you want to go with him? What if you get hurt, he'll never forgive himself??

After plenty of reassurance though, he agreed and found it quite fun

Laughing and giggling as you two travel along the halls together, very cute 10/10

Cue Cyclonus watching you two with intrigue, zooming away with wide smiles on your faces, he too tries to hide a small smile at the scene

something tells me he drives in little circles to be silly

If you get hurt somehow he starts panicking and accidentally transforms back to pick you up and ask if you're okay. The only problem is that he forgets you were still attached and you go shooting up into the air

very normal and civilized skitching buddy but will zoom through the LL if you ask him to

MTMTE Swerve

He desperately wishes you could deliver drinks with him around his bar while skitching, how cool would it be if you two just drove around and handed bots their drinks one after the other?

So excited though, also has a lot of fun as you join him and cruise with him around the ship

He for sure convinces you to be silly around the ship, messing with Magnus or other bots and just as quickly leaving the room unnoticed

I think he also accidentally transforms while you're still holding onto him. You're like, screaming as you hold onto him for dear life and he keeps turning around in circles trying to find you (you swinging around and begging for him to stop moving)

Despite all the silly shenanigans, he still obviously goes out of his way to make sure you're safe and comfortable.

Probably tells you about the latest drama or stories as you're cruising around to keep you entertained, also because Swerve tells you everything

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crooked-wasteland · 8 months

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Vivienne Medrano started her writing career on a comic by the name Zoophobia. A comic that lacked any sense of story whatsoever. While she would argue with comments about the lack of purpose by saying the story was Slice of Life, it was a forewarning of her future to come.

The story started with a concept of overcoming prejudice, but was quickly washed over with a bombardment of a large ensamble cast at the very start before introducing a whole separate but attached world that spun off into Hazbin Hotel. At no point actually finding a reason to care about the original premise of a prejudicial school counselor overcoming those qualities to help those around them that were substantially different from them.

Rather, Medrano has perpetuated the misnomer that Slice of Life is the same as storyless. And that's the greatest misunderstanding of a genre that can be achieved. Slice of Life being deemed meaningless time wasting as you look into the dull happenings of someone else's benign problems is a childish perspective.

Slice of life is the cornerstone of coming of age narratives like Grave of the Fireflies. For young adults, a slice of life mature story about what it means to grow up, or inner child healing, or how to move on would be a niche that could shape a generation for the better. Especially in our Era of the internet where most of us have spent more time learning socialization online.

Where people are stripped of their humanity and nuance, and tone is read into lettering on the cold blue light of a screen in the dark. Unless this little pixelated square and string of text makes me feel important by either agreeing with me and thus making me feel worth through their "support" for my beliefs or flatter me and validating my existence before disagreeing with my points, they are the villain of the second.

And especially being a show released at the height of a world trapped in quarantine, where all our sense of community and humanity came through a screen, Helluva Boss seemed to want to be a dark comedy that tackled the topics of damaged inner-children, relationship and abandonment trauma, self worth and moving on from past mistakes, and the complicated minefield of grey morality.

This is not mere conjecture either. Medrano has an outspoken love for shows like Bojack Horseman but lacks the understanding of why this absurd vision of slice of life was so emotionally and mentally profound to an entire generation of young adults. Medrano herself has liked sycophantic tweets comparing Helluva Boss to Bojack Horseman and subtly props herself on these pedestals alongside her idols despite not deserving of the comparison.

Blitz is the show titular Boss of the series and is very obviously a concept inspired by Bojack directly. Both Bojack and Blitz are performing artists, but while Bojack was immensely successful, Blitz was not.

Bojack's history is that of two abusive parents who had no love to spare for him. Instead, his only worth came in the form of performing. It was the only time he felt any ounce of love from his cruel mother, Beatrice, who used him as a means to elevate herself socially while simultaneously feeling any form of worth through the validation of strangers. Bojack is aware his mother was not a great parent, but he has a damaged inner child still desperate to get her approval and affection. Even though he genuinely hates her, he has a lingering empty maw within himself that begs for her love. Bojack suffers from a fear of loss.

When Sarah Lynn drinks his alcohol, he throws the hair dressed under the train to save himself. Despite his honesty having a high chance of being seen as the accident it was and excuses being made for him, Bojack was too insecure to recognize his protection through his popularity. He grew up with a mother who was the definition of conditional, and any small or large mistake could be the catalyst that took everything he had worked and waited for away.

Bojack's sabotaging of Todd also showsbthis fear of loss more blatantly. However, it lacks the understanding as to why Bojack would want to keep Todd near while also chronically putting him down. This is where the lack of understanding best shows between what Medrano thinks is happening and reality.

Blitz begins his story much the same way as Bojack. Instead of a slave driving mother profiting off her son, it's Cash Buckzo, Blitz's father and owner of a circus, who slave drives his children to perform. Blitz loves performing but is not deemed talented enough to be valuable. He has an implied sick, unseen mother who is treated as his motivation for complying with his father.

Medrano doesn't seem to realize that an external motivation lacks the emotional depth needed to have an audience empathize with the character. This is a repeated issue in every character.

Blitz isn't seeking a parent's approval but is instead held hostage by the desire to help someone else, and to do that must be submissive to an authority who has no care for him.

Stolas isn't at war with himself over cheating on his wife due to the fact that he is a gay man in an arranged straight relationship but instead is a victim in his own life. He is told what to do and how to do it by every other person in his life and doesn't have an internal sense of responsibility that he is contending with. He has no needs vs. wants. Instead, his wants are universal. To be loved is a base desire, and Medrano puts no effort into expanding on what that means for her character. Instead, utilizing the natural inclination in her audience to pretend there is depth in Stolas' conflict.

Loona is similarly a victim. She and Stolas are not fighting their own emotions, but the bullies contrived in the plot for them to confront. Her fault isn't her own insecurity that she must overcome. Rather, it is the fault of every other character for not coddling her insecurities due to her having a sad history. Actively fighting against the notion that people should ultimately be responsible for themselves.

This gives the impression of someone who believes a sympathetic past must justify one's behavior in the present. It's a blatant misreading of the idea that everyone has their own storm to navigate. The idea behind that saying is that you should be kind despite what you are going through because it is easy to believe you win the bad day Olympics when you're in the middle of it, not because someone else may be going or has gone through something worse.

Wrapping around, the Todd and Bojack relationship is a clear parallel to the Moxxie and Blitz relationship. But while Medrano uses the line "I'm hard on you because you can do better" as to why Blitz is a chronic asshole to his "friend", the writers of Bojack are not at all interested in justifying abuse. The reason Bojack ruined Todd's chance to leave can be seen as sympathetic because he is afraid of being alone and the loss that comes with that. But he isn't cruel or rude to Todd to make him better, rather it is the systematic disintegration of Todd's sense of ability and self worth to keep him codependent to Bojck and less likely to leave. It is only when Todd is away from Bojack that he actually comes into his true potential. The support of those around him telling him how badly Bojack treats him and instilling confidence in Todd to try things once again ultimately results in him escaping Bojack. It is a slow process for Todd to leave. He doesn't just walk away like it feels in the episode. Rather, he has spent seasons slowly becoming more and more distant from Bojack with new relationships and hobbies, even as Bojack tries to brow beat and insult him into complacency.

Instead, Medrano thinks things just happen from large, grand gestures and emotional beats. That a sad past is a free ticket to being an awful person who is accountable to no one. Much like the villain of Bojack Horseman.

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venusbyline · 1 month

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Hello, can you do headcanons on Yandere klaus mikaelson x fem human reader?

Headcanons: Yandere Klaus Mikaelson x Human Reader (female)

-> tysm for your request, i really loved writing this and you also gave me an idea to write a oneshot soon. Hope you like it <3

-> GUYS THIS IS A YANDERE HEADCANON! DON'T READ IF YOU KNOW YOU MIGHT BE TRIGGED BY ANY OF THE WARNINGS! ALL FICTIONAL!

⚠️: Mind Compulsion, Unhealthy Relationship, YANDERE KLAUS MIKAELSON, Murders, Manipulation, Stalker, Slight mention of violence, Toxic Character, Arguments.

• Klaus, the original hybrid, is already a red flag in his own right. But as your boyfriend? Things wouldn't be easier for you. You're his girl. His property.

• He's madly obsessed with you. He spoils you when he's in a good mood, treating you like a Goddess who deserves and should be worshiped.

• He gives you anything you want. Expensive and rare dresses. Many rose bouquets. Diamond necklaces, rings and bracelets. He also loves traveling with you anywhere in the world. You wanna visit Paris? He'll take you. Greece? Rome? Egypt? Rio de Janeiro? How about Tokyo? He'll take you everywhere!

• Being honest... at first you were a little scared and embarrassed by how committed he was to spoiling you, because you weren't used to receiving so many gifts. But when you tried to kindly warn him about it while you were still in the middle of a traveling in another country, he got so angry that he LITERALLY disappeared for two days, leaving you alone in an unfamiliar country. Your anger turned to panic not long after, and when he reappeared you were already crying and begging him for forgive you.

• The downside about being spoiled by Klaus is when he uses it as a way to manipulate and belittle you if he's angry. He rubs it in, lying that you're dating him just because you're a gold digger and you'll never find someone like him. Just to apologize to you and spoiling you right away.

• Klaus wouldn't let you leave the house by your own. He says that it's very dangerous, that he has many enemies around and he cannot put your life in danger. He's really very protective with you, he feels like he needs to protect you from the world because your humanity is too fragile. Just thinking about losing you forever makes him panic.

• If you try to sneak out without his permission while he's not in town, he'll pretend he doesn't know anything about that for a few hours. But he has eyes and ears all over town, so it won't be long before he calls the other Mikaelsons and demands them to take you back home, even if you don't want to.

• Klaus is completely obsessed and in love with you. He loves painting you over and over again and probably has a room in the house that feels like your sanctuary. In fact, even at the beginning of your relationship, you discovered that at his secret room there were several frames of you that he painted while you didn't even know him yet. You also found some of your lost clothes and objects, and when you tried to question him about that, he just shrugged and scoffed, saying it was an act of true love. How could you not like an old romantic soul?

• "Don't be so dramatic, my love. I'm just a gentleman in love with my girl. You should be happy to find true love in a century like that."

• Klaus wants you all to himself and he's very jealous, even demanding that his own brothers stay away from you sometimes, especially Kol. Klaus believes they'll betray his trust and try stealing you from him.

• Any interaction you have with other men will turn into a heated argument, which can end in two ways: Klaus giving you a new diamond necklace for your jewelry collection or Klaus apologizing after unintentionally hurting you, forgetting for a moment that you're a human and don't have the same strength and stamina as a supernatural being.

• Maybe he mind compelled you at the beginning of your relationship. It wasn't anything directly dangerous for your safety, he just compelled you to avoid more arguments. And also so you wouldn't be afraid of him when you saw him killing some stranger or daggering his own siblings. And to force you to cut off some of your favourite friendships... If he still does this to you? Well, unfortunately you'll never know. But deep down you find it very weird that so many of your former friends are dying mysteriously or are missing around the world.

• And talking about your humanity, Klaus is mentally fighting with himself when he's wondering if he should turn you into a vampire soon. He loves your human fragility and how much control he has over you (even though he knows it scares you sometimes), but he also loves the thought about the future Sire Bond between you two, he truly believes that your love for him will grow even more after your vampire transitioning.

#klaus mikaelson #klaus mikaelson x reader #yandere klaus mikaelson #klaus mikaelson x y/n #the originals x reader #klaus mikaelson x female reader #klaus mikaelson x human reader #yandere headcanons #klaus mikaelson headcanons #requests are open #open requests #the vampire diaries #the originals #venusbyline #klaus mikaelson fanfiction #the originals fanfiction #the vampire diaries fanfiction

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doodlebug-aboo · 2 years

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Steve doesn’t like to admit it, but he likes to snoop. He’s a nosy guy. Anytime he’s in someone’s house for the first time, he snoops through their bathroom when he’s in there. He lies to himself and says it’s to be prepared for anything. Figure out where they keep the painkillers, the first aid kit, the extra toilet paper, the towels, but really he’s just curious. He always has been. He never snoops around when the person is there, but he can never decide if that’s better or worse.

The first time Steve is allowed into Eddie’s room, when he isn’t fighting for his life against creatures from the Upside Down that is, Eddie’s words catch him off guard.

“Get your snooping done now, man. There’s a lot of shit to sift through.”

He doesn’t ask how Eddie knows he likes to snoop, but he takes the opportunity after getting express permission while Eddie leaves to grab them some drinks from the kitchen. There is a lot of stuff, like Eddie said, but not in a way that’s messy. Steve wouldn’t call his room messy, just maybe a little crowded. In the best way possible, though. It looks lived in. Like a lot of love went into creating this space just the way Eddie likes it. It’s comforting.

The one place Steve pays the closest attention to is the small desk, littered with crumpled papers, notebooks, maps of fantasy worlds Steve has never heard of, pens and pencils, dice, you name it. Looking through the papers, Steve sees most of them are notes about a new campaign he knows Eddie has been working on for the kids. Steve knows Eddie’s been pouring over it endlessly because Will is visiting for the whole summer and the kids begged Eddie to write a campaign and play with them, and Eddie wants to make it the best possible game for the kid.

When Eddie comes back into the room, Steve stops his snooping and sits on the edge of the bed.

Steve takes a look at Eddie’s desk every time he’s in his room, now. He likes to see what Eddie is working on, likes to be able to ask him about it and watch his face light up as he starts to talk about something he’s passionate about.

One day, Steve walks into Eddie’s room and sees the amount of crumpled notebook paper seems to have multiplied drastically. He normally wouldn’t un-crumple any of the thrown away ideas and stick to the ones currently being worked on, but the magnitude of papers littering the floor nags at his curiosity too much to leave them be. So he picks up a few of the balls of paper and smooths them out best he could to read what they say.

Most of the papers are filled with a litany of crossed-out words and phrases, sometimes whole paragraphs of text. After looking at each paper, Steve realizes they’re song lyrics. He knew Eddie wrote music for his band, but he still hadn’t heard any of their music. Not for lack of wanting to, simply because Eddie told him he’ll invite Steve to one of their shows when he’s comfortable. It hurt Steve a bit to know Eddie still wasn’t comfortable enough to show him his original music, but he also knows that music is much more sacred to Eddie than it’s ever been to himself.

The lyrics really stand out to Steve, though, and he tries to wrap his head around them. It looks like Eddie is struggling with one song in particular he wants to write, because the lyrics are similar but different on every page. It’s a song about someone, it looks like, and it almost sounds like a love song, but not the kind of pop-style love song Steve is accustomed to, of course.

Steve knows not every love song has to be about one person in particular, but he feels like he knows who Eddie is writing about. It’s on the tip of his tongue. He knows Eddie is writing about one specific person. Too many times are the lyrics hyper-specific, but those are always the ones that are crossed out. Many mentions of brown eyes, the way they style their hair, their lips. Comments about hands, necks. There’s even a long paragraph entirely crossed out detailing moments they’ve shared, and it sounds eerily familiar.

It’s a lyric on the last paper Steve grabbed from the floor that makes the realization hit him like a truck.

Matching scars across our skin

Can’t believe you let me in

There’s something crossed out so intensely Steve can’t read it, but he can read the lines right below it.

If you’re the king, I’ll let you reign

But loving you’s a losing game

Steve knows, immediately, who the song is about, and before he even has time to react to this new knowledge, Eddie is walking through the door to his room again.

As soon as his eyes land on Steve, he freezes. “You weren’t supposed to see those, Harrington.”

But Steve is looking at him with awe in his eyes. “Are you writing a song about me, Munson?” He means for it to come out more teasing, but his voice is soft. Almost shy.

Eddie pulls a chunk of his hair forward to cover his face, looking down and anywhere other than Steve. “Don’t be ridiculous. Me? Writing a song about King Steve?”

Steve smirks a little and walks closer to Eddie. Not too close, he doesn’t want to scare him away. There’s also a small seed of worry sitting in the back of his brain waiting to sprout that maybe, just maybe, he’s wrong about this. But he really hopes he’s right. “You know, you only bring out the King Steve shit when you’re too afraid to say what you’re really thinking.”

Eddie’s eyes widen and he looks at Steve in shock. “You… noticed something that specific?”

Steve just shrugs, closing the distance between them a little more, only about a foot and a half separating them now. “I notice a lot of things about you, Munson.”

Steve sees Eddie’s shoulders relax slightly from where they raised up closer to his ears. “If you’re just saying all this to pull a prank on me or something, that’s really fucked up, Steve.”

Steve quickly shakes his head. “I’m not. I promise I’m not, Eds. I would never.”

Eddie seems to be thinking really hard for a long moment, once again looking away from Steve. He fidgets with his rings a bit, spinning one slowly on one of his fingers. Steve’s eyes track the movement. Finally, Eddie looks at him again. “Fuck it.”

Eddie closes the distance between them, grabs Steve’s cheeks in both of his hands, and slams their lips together. It’s not a graceful kiss by any means, and not exactly what Steve had imagined their first kiss would be like. If he had imagined it before, which he definitely didn’t do, especially not every day. But regardless, it’s still one of the best kisses Steve’s ever had, and he’s had a lot. Everything about it is just so Eddie, he can’t even describe it. The gentle, almost shy hesitation he can feel mixed with the desperation of a man on his death bed. Steve wraps his arms around Eddie’s waist before they pull back, smiling at each other.

Eddie’s grin is almost blinding as his eyes scan over Steve’s face. “I’m almost finished with the final version of the song… you should come see us when we’re ready to play it.”

Steve’s eyes light up. “You mean I get to finally go see Corroded Coffin perform live?”

Eddie laughs. “Yes, that’s what I mean. I’ll let you know when we’ll play it for the first time. I’m not the singer, so you’ll have to hear Gareth singing about you, but at least you’ll know the lyrics are mine.”

Steve smiles, pressing a much softer and gentler kiss to his lips. “You’re more of a sap than I thought you’d be.”

“Oh, shut it, big boy.”

#steddie #bug writes #just a little thing i thought of and needed to get out there #steve harrington #eddie munson #steve likes to snoop!!#but eddie does too so its okay #i just really needed to write something about steve finding eddies lyrics #specifically lyrics about him!!!#also jesus i am not a songwriter please dont judge the lyrics too harshly i tried

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lambertdiary · 8 months

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Under The Influence

A/N: Hey! So this is was requested originally to @fluentmoviequoter: "Hii I'm utterly in love with your writing and I have a request for dalton ♡♡ basically he tries weed for the first time because he heard it help with sleeping sometimes. But he had too much and doesn't understand how he feels so he calls reader and is rambling on the phone then actually tells the reader he had weed and he wants company because he hates being alone. And then he just basically is like touch starved and is asking reader to play with his hair, hold him, play with his hands, and then he just ends up confessing his feeling for reader. If any of that makes sense 😘😘😘" unfortunately, they don't take this type of requests but when i read this i was absolutely obsessed with the idea so i knew i had to write it! i’ve never done weed so i’m sorry if this is not accurate. also i downloaded the entire movie just to get this gif, it was totally worth it. anyway pls let me know what you think!

Word count: 2.1+

Warnings: drug use, language

MASTERLIST ✩ SEND ME A REQUEST

Dalton wasn’t the type to draw on drug use at all, but the sleepless nights were getting to him. The stress of school, his social life and the basics of keeping himself alive were enough, he didn’t wanna deal with constant weariness on top of all of that.

A few days prior, he overheard a few of his classmates talking about smoking weed before going to bed, they said it helped them relax or sleep better so as soon as he went back to his dorm he did a little research. Turns out they were right.

He couldn't stop thinking about it, especially at night when he couldn’t bring himself to fall asleep, not for a long period of time anyway. His problem was so bad he saw it as a success if he slept for two hours, so he knew he needed to consider his options. And right now, he was straight up curious to try a little pot.

He didn’t know how or where to get it, but he knew someone who did.

“Come on, Chris, just this one time” He begged, putting his hands together and giving her his best puppy eyes.

“Ugh, fine” She replied annoyed “But don’t be weird about it”

“I won’t, I promise” Dalton watched excitedly as Chris pulled out her phone and sent out a text.

“What are you gonna do anyway? Paint something on acid?”

“No, just sleep” He simply said.

Chris looked at Dalton again, visibly confused “What? That’s how you’re gonna waste it?”

“No, I’m not gonna waste it, I just heard it helps with sleep so I wanna give it a try” Dalton explained almost offended, scratching his neck nervously as Chris stared at him.

“Right” She replied slowly “Do you have a pipe or something to smoke with?”

Dalton’s eyes wandered around his room “No” He didn’t really think about the preparation process.

“Well, get one” She snapped “Or I guess I can lend you one of mine if I can get your stuff for tonight”

“Tonight?” He blurted out in surprise.

“Yeah, it’s not like you asked for world peace here, relax” She stood up and started to walk out of Dalton’s dorm “I’ll let you know later though, don’t miss me too much” She said before closing the door.

Dalton pulled out his laptop and started watching videos on how to use the smoking device and other basics on how to do it for the first time. It didn’t seem too crazy, definitely nothing special, it was for a reasonable purpose anyway.

The hours went by and he kept himself busy with school work, but that didn’t stop him from checking his phone every five minutes, hoping to see Chris’ name on the screen. Nothing yet, but maybe it was for the best.

It was now nighttime and as he got a hold of his phone, he was about to text his friend asking for an update, maybe he was still on time to cancel his unusual request, but before he could open their chat he heard the door swing open.

Dalton jumped and rolled his eyes “I thought we talked about using that key…”

“Hey! Be nice, I got you a present” She squeaked, pulling a little bag out of the pocket of her hoodie.

Dalton didn’t know how to react, he thought he was excited but now he was having doubts “I… thank- thank you” He stammered.

“Are you okay? You don’t seem thrilled about the weed you practically begged for” Chris sat on the free bed across from Dalton.

“No, I am. I’m just a little nervous, I guess” He replied, brushing his feelings off with a chuckle. He took the bag from Chris’ hand and examined it.

“You'll be okay” She dropped a few more things on Dalton’s hands, a pipe and a lighter “Now, you are gonna need these, after grinding it-”

“I know how to do it”

“Ooh… I’m impressed” Chris teased and Dalton rolled his eyes again “Well, I hope the tutorial you found is good cause I’m gonna need these back” Standing up, she walked towards the door “Now if you excuse me, I have a bag of my own that’s not gonna go to waste” She turned around to give Dalton one last look “Go crazy, but don’t be stupid”

“Thank you!” He yelled before Chris shut the door behind her.

He went back to the video and did exactly as the guy explained. After having the grounds ready he thought about the possible outcomes, but honestly getting a full night of sleep didn’t sound so bad. Unsure on how much he should smoke, he poured the contents of the bag and packed the pipe, carefully so as to not drop anything. He held it for a moment, debating whether or not he should actually do it.

‘Fuck it’ He though to himself before grabbing the pink lighter.

He brought the pipe up to his lips and applied the flame to the end of the bowl, inhaling like in the video. He coughed after the first time, but he kept doing it, the coughs decreasing with each puff. He did it one last time and he felt… nothing, really. Was he doing it wrong? Was he scammed? He decided to give it another puff just to make sure. Still nothing.

Defeated, he dropped everything on his desk and proceeded with his bedtime routine. Grabbing his essentials for a shower, he stepped out of his room and into the communal showers. He wanted to take his time but the lack of privacy made it impossible for him to relax, so he quickly did his thing and after he was done, he wrapped a towel around his waist and stared at himself in the mirror. Did he always feel this nauseous after a shower?

“Hey, how is it going?” Some random dude greeted him as he entered the room.

‘Oh no, does he know I just smoked something?’ Without saying a word, he swiftly walked back to his dorm, feeling the judgy eyes on him. Opening the door he noticed the smell of his room, it was so strong he was worried the entire building knew about this. He opened a window to ventilate the space but when a random headache hit him, he closed it again. He laid on his back and stared at the ceiling, feeling anxious. What if this was his last day on earth and he was just alone in his room?

Dalton: Hey, are you up?

Dalton texted one of his friends, Y/N. If there was someone he needed to see before dying it was her. He kept his eyes on his screen as he waited for a reply. After a minute of not getting one he grew impatient and hit the call button instead.

“Hello?”

“Did I wake you?”

“No, don't worry, I’m doing some last minute homework, you know how it is” Y/N chuckled, putting her pen down for a moment.

“Right” Dalton replied in a whisper.

“Why? What’s up?” Y/N stood up and stretched her legs, she had been sitting there for a while and her body was aching.

“I… have a situation”

“Is everything ok?” She sounded a little worried.

“I’m okay…” He stopped for a moment, not sure if he wanted her to know what he had done, honestly he just wanted to see her.

“What is it then?” She insisted.

“Promise me you won't laugh” Dalton sat up and he felt himself get dizzy again.

“Dalton, just tell me”

“I had a little bit of weed” He finally admitted.

“What?” Y/N was in pure shock, she never thought of Dalton as a stoner.

“It's not what you think, I heard it helps with sleeping and you know my situation, uh- when it comes to that so-”

“So you had weed on a school night?” She interrupted him.

“Y/N-”

“Sorry, uh- are you okay?” She tried to be supportive but it was hard when she had so many questions.

“Come over”

“Right now?”

“Please”

“Um- I don't know…” She hesitated looking back at her unfinished homework.

“What if I die tonight? You would feel really guilty you didn’t come over” Dalton heard Y/N sigh on the other line and he knew for a fact she was rolling her eyes.

After a moment of silence, Y/N finally agreed “Fine, but don’t die” She hung up and grabbed a few things before leaving her dorm. It was a really short walk and she didn’t think she would stay there for too long.

When Dalton heard the confirmation from Y/N, he quickly stood up and looked through his drawers, trying to find something to wear. He was feeling hot (even though he just took a cold shower) so he decided on a tank top and shorts. His head was still spinning and unfortunately lost his balance as he finished getting dressed, but immediately got back on his feet when he heard the door.

Knocking a couple of times, she heard the loud thud coming from inside, followed by steps getting closer to the door.

“Thank you for coming” Dalton said as he opened the door.

“Are you ok-” She was interrupted by Dalton’s embrace “Oh”

They closed the door after fully entering the dorm and Y/N took Dalton’s hand, dragging him across the room to make him sit on the bed “Jesus dude, open a fucking window, I could smell this from the entrance” She joked as she struggled to open it.

“You could?” Dalton’s eyes widened and Y/N suppressed a grin, something in the softness of his voice made her heart skip a beat, completely oblivious to her own feelings.

“How much did you have?” She then examined his desk, looking at the empty bag and the mess of burned grounds around the pipe.

“Like, the whole thing”

Y/N turned her head to look at him again “You’re kidding”

“What?” He anxiously asked.

“Dalton, you smoked this entire bag?”

“Was I not supposed to?”

“Dude-”

“Chris didn’t say anything about how much I should have so-”

“Chris gave you the weed?”

“Well… yeah, but I asked for it”

“And I take it you’ve never done this before” Dalton shook his head slowly, reaching for Y/N and taking her hand forcing her get closer, he opened his legs so that Y/N could comfortably stand between them, and as Dalton embraced her again, Y/N’s hands went to his wet hair and started brushing it with her fingers.

“I’m not feeling very good” He whispered against her.

“Yeah, I bet” She then grabbed Dalton’s head and made him look up at her, keeping her hands on the sides of his head “But you’re not gonna die, this is gonna wear off, you just have to give it time”

“Alright” Y/N chuckled at how Dalton looked like a lost puppy “I wanna lay down”

Y/N climbed on Dalton’s bed and positioned her back against the wall, helping Dalton get comfortable as he softly collapsed on her lap “So, who told you to try weed before bed?”

“No one, I heard some kids talking about it in class” He explained, closing his eyes “I didn’t want this to happen, I just- I wanted to actually sleep through the night and not feel like I was a walking corpse the next day… Well, now I would prefer that, weed does NOT make me feel relaxed at all”

Y/N smiled again. She never would’ve thought someone’s rambling could be so… endearing “I can see that, next time try to take it slow”

“Nuh uh, I’m never doing this again” He stated, using a firm tone.

Her eyes looked down at him with affection, stroking his soft hair as he rested his own eyes. And despite what he just said, he looked peaceful for the first time in a while.

“Y/N” He said softly, blinking his blue eyes open and looking at her. Whatever kind of effect he was on at that moment, he knew for sure it wasn’t from the weed.

“Mhm” Y/N hummed, smiling down at him.

“Y/N” He repeated, slower. He lifted his hand and it landed on her cheek, bringing his thumb up and down as he brushed her soft skin. She panicked as she realized what he was about to do.

He opened his mouth again, but before he could say anything Y/N quickly stopped him “If you’re going to confess something, I would very much prefer you didn’t do it under the influence of weed”

His face turned red and he closed his eyes to try to hide the embarrassment “As you wish”

#i know that’s not dalton but…#that’s as close as it gets #dalton lambert #dalton lambert x reader #dalton lambert fic #insidious #insidious the red door #dalton lambert imagine #dalton lambert fluff #ty simpkins #dalton lambert imagines #insidious 5

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justlulu · 1 year

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🔥Sex with the Peaky Blinder boys🔥

I need to give @greatlydelirious credit for the inspo, HI nice to meet you!, your ‘Peaky Blinders dicks description’ was such a blessing ;) and you set me in the mood to write some smut as I originally did so thank u for that.🌷💕

⚠️my very PERSONAL opinion ⚠️

Tommy Shelby

Tommy fucks like he works: well placed thrusts, steady rhythm. He’s the type to go straight to the point, not leaving too much room for foreplay, he does his job and he does it good, but he certainly knows how to use his tongue when he’s in the mood. Not a big fan of dirty talk, well not a fan of talking to begin with, he will let his kisses and caresses speak for him. Missionary and HE HOLDS YOUR HANDS THE WHOLE TIME!

Alfie Solomons

The man is a savage. Sex with him is hot and messy: he likes to switch positions and have you in as much ways as he can, but there’s nothing he loves more than laying down on his back and letting you sit on him and do your thing. Especially after a long, stressful day at work, he loves to hand over the reins and watch you bounce on his cock. He also enjoys making you believe that little you is capable of overpowering him, allowing you to hold his arms or press him down on the mattress. He lets you play a bit, before easily rolling over and pinning you under his gigantic body, a hand cupping the top of your head to keep you still as he proceeds with a hard pounding. He’s loud, not engaged in dirty talk, but grunts a lot and curses even more.

Luca Changretta

BDSM! He’s kinky as hell, has a power exchange fixation and a dominant mindset. He’s a boss after all, he likes to take control. Sex with him is never just a quick fuck. He likes to take his time, set the mood, get you ready. He will take a sit, matchstick in his mouth, and make you undress for him, give him a show, present yourself to him. He craves your submission in all of its forms: kneeling at his feet with his thumb stroking your cheek as you suck him off, spreading your legs and waiting patiently for him to touch you, and beg beg BEG! You’ll be a fucked out mess when he finally gives it to you.

John Shelby

He wants to be tough, but in bed he’s a sweetheart. He really does make love to you, kissing every inch of your skin before he even starts to undress himself. He will never admit it to his mates, but he also loves a bossy partner who puts him back in his place and praises him when he behaves.

Arthur Shelby

He’s a fucking animal, someone once said. They were fucking right. Hair pulling, love bites, spanking and a hard and fast pace. He fucks like he needs to breed you. He likes to maneuver you body and bounce it like a rag doll, but holds you gently in his arms right after you’re done.

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A.N. As always, I keep it in my drafts for months trying to make it better until I can’t bare the sight of it anymore. It should have contained Michael too, but my brain just refuses to think of something..so, no Michael😔 Someone said that what we write is never as good as we want it to be, but it’s always better than what we think of it for the readers, so here you go.

-lulu🤍

#peaky blinders #peaky blinders smut #tommy shelby smut #john shelby smut #luca changretta smut #alfie solomons smut #arthur shelby smut #fanfic #tv series #imagines #smut #bbc peaky blinders

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i-karaku-swear-i-dont-smoke-weed · 1 year

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Hey, mod here I finally decided to write headcanons for the Hantengu clone and Zohakuten should have done that sooner. Anyways let's begin. Btw this is still in progress I accidentally added this to my queue ;-;

All four Including Zohakuten

Sekido, Karaku, Aizetsu and urogi are more like quadruplets.

Sekido being the oldest and urogi the youngest of the four

They think of Zohakuten as their baby brother, and in return, he thinks of them as the annoying big brothers.

Like they have a brother dynamic, they stick together, they live together, they fight together and die together. If that's not quadruplet shit then I don't know what is.

All five of them consider Urami(hantengu) their father they would even call him Pa or father sometimes, they'ed even defend him like he's their dad.

all five are Blasien, specifically Nigerian. Like from the dub Aizetsu sounds like he might have a Nigerian Accent.

I have this theory, it's more like a headcanon tho and it doesn't really aline with Hantengus's backstory but anyways

The headcanon is that the clones were originally his sons and he lost all of them which caused him to become completely mentally and emotionally unstable

When he met Muzan, he agreed to turn into a demon but begged muzan to bring back his sons. when he turned, he gained the ability to split from his sons.

But that's just a theory, a game theory I'm sorry I had too

All four are 25(225)

Zohakuten is 13(213)

Urami is 80(280)

Hantengu is their last name, and is the name given to the main body they split from.

Urami (hantengu)

The Father of all five and The oldest

He made them their clothes and fixes them, he does it i swear. fight me.

Sekido

Sekido is the oldest of the five and therefore takes the role of the angry and strict older brother, that bonks the younger ones on the head once in a while.

He sleepwalks and has an extremely creepy walk when he does.

Like he will walk around like he's gonna absorb the others.

My Man has back problems because he never relaxes.

He gets told by all his brothers and even Urami, that his back problems and stiffness come from that.

He also doesn't really stretch, so yeah.

The pain is the reason why he always stands so stiffly straight and only does minimal movements.

His favourite colour is actually blue.

He despises drinking and smoke

he absolutely hates it so much

He hates that Karaku smokes.

Urogi and Karaku probably take him out drinking just to piss him off or to have someone sober enough to stop them from doing stupid shit while under the influence.

I'm sorry but he is a control freak

Like he wants everything to be perfect

And everyone to do their parts correctly and how he want's it done

Absolutely hates slacking and making jokes on missions or meetings.

it's pretty much canon.

He can cook, he doesn't really have to but he can and he can cook good shit.

He loves his brothers tho more than he likes to admit to himself or anyone else.

Karaku

Like sekido, Karaku is the the second oldest of all four

He is the type of person that would make deez nuts jokes and perverted suggestions.

Would embarrass others on purpose just to get a kick out of it.

Gives good sex and Romance advice even tho no one asked him to.

But If you do ask for advice for anything to do with sex, flirting or romance he is the man for that.

Smokes weed but denies that he does it as a running gig,

because he tried to lie to Urami with a cigarette in his mouth which he forgot about, because he indeed was high at that time

Also offered his blunt once to zohakuten who ofc made a grimace at the smell and declined, as a joke

Got caught doing it and got his ass beat by Sekido and lectured by Urami

He can get very serious tho if he wants to be or if it's about kyogai or Urami or any of his brothers

He does deeply care for his brothers even if he annoys the undying shit out of them on purpose.

Sweats easily, like this man gets extremely hot very fast

Definitely has a fan,

Sleeps with the fan ON.

Not even Urami or Kyogai can convince him it's bad for him he.

Can cook but only the same simply dish and ONLY WHEN HE IS HIGH

Aizetsu

He is the emotional mess of the four

Emotional support brother

He is the person you go to when you feel like everything is to much and you just want to pour your heart out

Great listener.

Let's you speak and gives great advice and suggestions when asked to give them.

Only if you aske him tho

He is also the one that tries to resolve things between all of them

He doesn't talk much about his feeling which even kyogai and sekido find concerning and both are bad at expressing their feelings

The calmest of the four even when he was a human baby.

He rarely screamd or was Fuzzy definitely was the easiest to take care of.

Can cook too because the other two refuse to or can't cook.

Urogi

The youngest and the Hyperenergised of the four.

Gets the Zoomis a lot and I mean A LOT like he will fly and run giggling around and just pass out on the floor or a tree or even on someone else

Is cuddly and affectionate as fuck, like he will randomly hug all of them.

Has Autism a 100%

Gets distracted by birds or shiny things

Has a great sense of humour like, if you need a laugh or need some energy he will and can help.

Man can't keep his mouth shut for even a second.

He can talk for hours without stopping he can keep secrets under one condition

Five words

KEEP. HIM. AWAY. FROM. BOOZE

Remember when I said he can't shut up? It gets worse when he is drunk and he gets drunk fast.

Remember when I also said he can keep secrets? Yeah fuck that, He will spill the beans when he is drunk and there is nothing you could do if he is intoxicated and talking

unless you shut him up some how

This man doesn't shower or bath, he will fight you if you try to get him to do it.

Probably Used to scream like he is getting murdered when Urami would bath him when he was a human kid.

Still screams, even tho he is now a grown ass man.

But once he is in the water he refuses to get out or leave the shower

Absolutely would destroy the kitchen if you let him cook

Zohakuten

Absolutely hates being called baby brother but doesn't say anything about it tho.

Is the type of person to put the big boy pants on if his big brothers can't.

Gives off old-soul energy tho he is not that old. And says he doesn't.

Everyone thinks he does

Even Urami thinks that he does

He makes sure Their old man is taken care of when the others go on missions when separated

Is the defeniton of the "i'm surrounded by idiots"

He and Aizetsu Were and still are the calmest of all of them even when they were kids

has a very adorable laugh, like he has that cute baby giggle

And he still has that giggle

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herzspalter · 10 months

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Rise of the Beasts spoiler thoughts:

I had a guy next to me who got really nitpicky with their buddy about Elena being stupid for standing so close to Airazor going rogue, but I genuinely don't think that was the character being dumb for the script. That felt like an impulsive bad decision to me that someone might do in her position. She wanted to help and didn't think twice about how small she is. I don't know, characters doing something stupid isn't always bad writing, sometimes people do dumb shit irl too because they got tunnel vision and, in her case, just wanted to help because someone was in distress.

I personally never enjoy ultra violent Optimus Prime killing people left and right, but it didn't bother me as much here as it does in the other live action movies. He's not presented as the perfect guy, he's flawed and frustrated, and even though I prefer Optimus being a gentle but stern guy, I don't mind him Scorpion-Fatality-killing a dude in this because I think within the context of the movie, it makes sense. I always hated him in the Bay-directed movies because he's presented as this perfect hero, but he also kills people who are defenceless and begging for their lives, and that just doesn't work for me :) Crazy, I know!

This movie wasn't a big jack off session for America so I liked that a lot, the other live action movies are a fucking propaganda fest (I havent seen Bumblebee so I dont know about that one)

I like that the US military isn't a part in this movie at all thank god, but I'm worried about the GI Joe stuff at the end. GI joe is extremely stupid and can be a lot of fun if treated with the silliness that the original cartoon is, but man I hope they don't turn this into military propaganda :( I know they very likely will because that's what GI Joe is, but I can still wish hahaha

I like Noah, he reminded me of Raoul from G1, I think both him and Elena are likeable, I didn't mind hanging out with them

Mirage is MVP I'm so happy Mirage finally gets to do something

#Transformers #Rise of the Beasts #spoilers

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eeunoia · 2 years

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ENHYPEN Mini Series

E N H Y P E N as Greek Myths

EROS & PSYCHE

pairings: yang jungwon x reader

synopsis: yang jungwon, the notorious playboy of your school tries to play his little game with you but ended up losing.

word count: 10k

important note: i originally planned to write enhypen as greek gods but then i didn’t find some love stories that i like so i end up using some love stories that aren’t greek gods. also these are like modern versions of greek mythology love stories.

warnings: grammar errors, swearing, playboy jungwon and lots of kissing. let me know if i missed some!

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“Jungwon, please! Don’t leave me. You can’t!” a girl’s desperate plea can be heard by the busy corridors of Eeunoia University. She took a hold of his arm to stop him from taking further steps.

Jungwon that was walking pass by her and happily goofing around with some of his frat brothers turned to face her. Her pleading eyes that have tears at the side of it blinked anxiously at the sight of Jungwon’s blank face. She looked at him with a little fear as she finds it unusual how different his aura was from the Jungwon she’s dating.

He still has those angelic cat-like-eyes but they’re looking a lot more intimidating right now. His eyes were half lidded and looking so dead, with no life. Like as if he’s looking at someone, he’s not very fond of.

“I said we’re done already. Did you not hear me?” his tone screams finality and she saw how he pushed his cheeks using his tongue. It’s obvious that he’s slowly getting enough of this, but the girl couldn’t just let him slip away.

They’ve been going out for two weeks straight and as far as she knows, Jungwon and her were perfectly fine last Saturday. Why did he end it so suddenly?

“No! We were just fine last Saturday. What happened? Did I do something wrong? What is it? I will change it... just stay.” she begged, tears now streaming freely down her eyes.

She doesn’t even care if the students around her are looking right now. All she can think of is that she wants him to stay with her. She loves him and she knew he does too... atleast that’s what she thought.

Jungwon put both of his hands inside his pockets and tilted his head over to the side while he stared at the girl without any expression. He really hates girls who gets too clingy and are not good with break-ups. She used to be so cute when he first started dating her, but she gets too annoying and demanding so he decided to end it with her.

“Nothing’s wrong with you. I just don’t want to be with you anymore.” he answered honestly.

It broke her heart. To hear that he really doesn’t want to fix it anymore. She pursed her lips trying to stop it from shaking too much because of her messed up emotions.

“B-But I thought you love me...”

Jungwon scoffed at what he heard before he broke into a smirk. The girl looked at him with an explained expression. She doesn’t know what first she should feel. Embarrassed because a lot of students are watching right now? Sad because he’s clearly not going to get back together or anger since he’s playing with her?

Jungwon walked closer to her with a playful smirk over his pretty lips showing off those deep dimples of him. He leaned his face closer to her up until both of their foreheads are touching. He smiled, “Come on, (random name). You know how I don’t settle for one girl for a long time.” he said before dropping a gentle kiss at her forehead before leaning away.

He ran his fingers over his hair messing it up a bit that just made him even more handsome for her eyes. Her aching heart prevent her to speak any words. She just stood there looking dumb while Jungwon was smirking right in front of her.

“It was fun, right? The two weeks were fun and you got your popularity that you wanted. What more do you want from me?” he said sarcastically. He scoffed and she doesn’t know what to feel when she saw how life drains from his eyes as he became emotionless.

“Now get lost. You’re seriously starting to piss me off.”

A suffocating emotion slowly makes the girl’s chest aching as her eyes waters even more. She cried silently before she lowered her head as Jungwon turned around to walk away from her without even glancing back.

“Don’t you think that was too rude, Wonie?” his friend, Jay, was smirking while he waits for him to catch phase with them. They were just there watching one of Jungwon’s drama once again.

They’re used to it because Jungwon often changes his girls often. They don’t even know why girls are still willingly to be involve with him when he’s obviously the notorious playboy of their university.

“She’s annoying.” Jungwon uttered and just shrugged his shoulders off. As they walk through the hallways on their way to their class, he saw some of girls eyeing his direction. He smirked at the one in the middle and nodded at him. He smiled in satisfaction when he saw how she blushed just by that small interaction.

On the other hand, you sighed while you watch the commotion that the school’s playboy just caused. You shook your head slowly before facing back the bulletin board to post the campaign paper your club had created. After pinning it, you were about to walk away but you let out a groan before walking towards the girl that he just dumped.

“Here,” you handed her some tissues and when she looked at you, you can’t help but to feel a bit of pity for her. Her downcast eyes just made you realized how hurt she is with what happened.

She muttered a small thank you but you didn’t said anything after that and just left. She is pityful but you think she’s the one who brought herself into that mess. Everyone in their right minds know they shouldn’t get involve with Yang Jungwon.

Yes, he maybe one of the most handsome student here on your university. But his personality is just a major turn-off for you. He changes his girlfriends like as if he’s just changing his clothes. You find it very awful and very not so gentlemen. One of the things you hate is when someone plays over somebody else’s feelings. And he’s obviously someone mischievous enough to treat girls that way. You hated his guts and you hated the girls who fell for him even more. Maybe they’re blinded by his beauty and charm but still, they could’ve tried to resist.

“Hey, what’s with the long face? Something happened?” you snapped back to reality when you heard someone talked to you.

You just arrived at your class and your best friend just arrived as well. Thankfully, she isn’t late this time because she’s surely get punished soon if she don’t fix her time schedules.

You pouted and let out another stressed out sigh. You don’t even know why you’re getting yourself stressed with that when you can just don’t care about them.

“Yang’s at it again.”

Your friend let out a chuckle, “Come on, it’s not like you’re not used to it yet.”

“I don’t understand why they still fall for him? Okay, he’s handsome... and? What more?”

“Well he’s from a very wealthy family. He’s currently taking his pre-law course, captain of the rugby team of our university and the frat leader of Enhypen.” she said and your brows furrowed at what she just told you. With a pissed off expression you stared at her that she only responded with a chuckle.

“You asked, I just answered.” she even shrugged her shoulders off. You groaned and rolled your eyes again.

“Whatever! I still don’t think that’s enough reason for girls to fall in love with him, specially if he already have this reputation of being the campus playboy.” your eyes dropped to your textbooks and you fixed them and even arranged them properly.

You glanced at your friend when she tapped your shoulder, “We just never know until we’re the one in the situation.”

You slightly cursed when you suddenly lets go of the things you are holding causing it to scatter around the floor. You sighed and squats down to go get it when a couple of male students hurried themselves to go help you.

With a slight surprised eyes you watch them unknowingly. You don’t know what’s happening but when they handed you your things, you were left with no choice but to politely thanked them. You met each of their eyes as you bow and smiles softly. With flustered and blushing cheeks, some of them quickly turned to look away.

Your head tilted over to the side because of confusions but you decided to just shrug it off. You started walking towards the direction you were heading before you caused that mess.

Your brows were slightly furrowed while fixing the papers on your hand.

“y/n!” your head turned to look over the guy who just called you. A smile spread across your face when you saw Jeongwoo jogging his way over you.

“Jeongwoo!” you greeted. He flashed his lovely smile before messing your hair because you looked really cute.

You didn’t mind his action because you were used to it. You two had been friends for a while now and you can say you are close to him. Your eyes trailed down to his jersey uniform.

“Oh, practice?”

He nodded his head, still with that smile. “Yes. Where are you heading?” he asked and even offered a hand to help you with the things you are carrying.

You let him and muttered a short ‘thanks’ for him. “To the office of the event organizer. I’m going to submit out proposal for the tree planting project.”

Jeongwoo showed an amused expression, “Ah yeah, when is this? Can I help you with anything?”

Your eyes grew a bit big at the sudden offer. “Really? You want to help with the tree planting program?” you asked trying to get a sure answer from him. Your tone sounded cheerful and excited that Jeongwoo can’t help but to chuckle.

“Of course.”

You cheered, “Great! I’ll tell you if it’s already approved so you can sign up for it. With you joining I’m sure a lot of girls will too.” since he’s pretty popular in your university, you’re sure you’ll get some more people because of him.

He gave you a fake upset face, “Ouch! Are you using me?”

You smirked and nodded continuously that made him snicker a laugh before pinching your nose. “Okay, this is my stop. Thanks for walking me here. See you around, Jeongwoo!” you waved at him before going inside the office.

Jeongwoo’s smiling brightly while still looking at the door you just entered. You may not have any idea but he likes you. He likes you more than friends.

“Jeongwoo...” he glanced over to his side and his smile faded together with his shoulder falling.

“What do you want Jian?” he asked completely uninterested as he started heading back to the gymnasium.

The girl followed him right away and as she catches phase, she pulled his jersey to keep him from walking away.

“Let’s talk.” she said with a serious face.

“We have nothing else to talk about.” he said and he unclasped her hold to his jersey but she was stubborn enough to just grab it again.

He sighed and threw his head back as he shut his eyes in annoyance. “Is it her?! Is she the reason why you can’t like me?!” she shouted right at him.

Jeongwoo clenched his jaw. He’s been rejecting Jian over and over again but seems like she’s not someone who gives up easily. He sighed and slowly faced her. His eyes were very serious even at the sight of Jian’s teary eyes.

“Yes. I like her. I like her very much and I don’t think I can like someone else other than her.” Jeongwoo honestly told her.

It broke her heart but her pained expression slowly turned at rage. She smirked as tears flows from her eyes.

“I will make sure you’re not going to get her. You hear me?” she swear.

Jeongwoo shakes his head before finally unclasping her hold and continued on heading back to the gymnasium.

On the other hand, back to Enhypen’s frat house, you can hear continuous smacking of lips from the quiet living room. The house was pretty much vacant as everybody else were at their own classes.

The girl that was sitting over Jungwon’s lap hissed as she pulls away for a while to get some air, she looked at Jungwon’s face and can’t help but to admire his pretty face. His hair was messy because of her and his eyes looked so sexy half-lidded. His lips were a little swollen because of their continuous make out sessions.

“You’re so hot.” she said under her breath. Jungwon smirked, “I’ve been told, honey.” he said that earned a giggle from her.

She was about to lean in again for another kiss when they both almost jolted because of the loud sound that the door made because someone entered.

Jungwon’s hand settled over the girl’s waist to keep her from falling, “What the fuck?” he cursed with a pissed look over his face when he saw his cousin walking inside with an upset face.

“Jungwon, I need to talk to you.” she said right away. She didn’t even mind that his cousin have yet another new girl over his lap.

Jungwon flashed her a smile, “Can’t you see I’m in the middle of something?”

“I don’t care! I said I want to talk to you!” she said like a 5 year old spoiled brat.

Jungwon knew he couldn’t do something because she’s not going to leave him alone unless he gives her what she wanted. After letting out a sigh, he glanced at the girl on his lap. He smiled a little, “See you tomorrow, honey.” he said, he can’t even remember the girl’s name.

She pouted and grunted a little before giving him a soft kiss at his cheeks. “Tomorrow hot stuff.” she even sent him a wink that just made the young men chuckle.

When she managed to get out of the house, Jungwon sat down properly and tried fixing his crumpled polo. He then sighed and fixed his hair after.

“What is it that you want?” he asked his cousin that was now sitting at one of the couches.

He rolled his eyes before handing her some tissues. She’s crying and even if she’s a brat, Jungwon hates to see her like this. She’s still his cousin after all.

“Can you do me a favor?”

“No.” Jungwon answered quickly that made her frowned.

“Please do your cousin a favor!” she said and pouted, begging him. He sighed again and rolled his eyes.

“What kind of favor?”

“I want you to make y/n fall in love with you and dump her in the worst way you can.”

Jungwon tilted his head at the sound of the said name. He furrowed his brows, “You mean (l/n) (y/n)?”

She nodded her head continuously that made Jungwon laugh a little.

“No.” he was quick to turn her down.

“Why?!” she shrieked. She already asked Jungwon for this kind of favor before. Two of them was one of the most popular girls in your university but he didn’t have any problem about it. Then why is he saying no to you?

“I think she’s boring. She’s no fun, Jian.” Jungwon shrugged his shoulders off.

She pursed her lips. “Please? I promise this will be the last time I will ask you to do these kind of favors.” she even clasped both of her hands together.

Jungwon stared at her. His mind wanders over you and he thinks if he’s going to pursue you, you won’t be easy. It will surely be a thrill for him and that’s what’s interesting about everything. Thrill.

“Alright.” he finally agrees. She cheered in happiness and even went close to give him a hug. He groaned, “Move away. You ruined my make out session.”

She rolled her eyes before walking her way out, “Seriously drop her. She’s such a bitch.”

Jungwon shakes his head before heaving out a sigh after. A smirk slowly appeared over his lips when he thinks about his new target.

‘This will be fun...’ he thought to himself.

“Are you that bored with your life that you’re going for y/n, Jungwon?” his friend was smirking at him while he waits for you to come to the locker’s area.

Jungwon shrugged his shoulders off and responded without glancing to Jay. “Jian asked for a favor and I think it will be a challenge to pursue her.” he clicks his tongue at the side of his cheeks as he leaned over the lockers and crossed his arms.

“Challenge? I bet it would be impossible, dude! Jake even tried to ask for her number and she turned her down with no mercy.” Sunghoon said laughing at the memory.

“Hey that was a year ago!” Jake hissed at his friend and even hit his arm once.

“Nah, I think Jungwon will do a pretty good job.” Heeseung commented with a smirk over his face. Jungwon scoffed and offered a fist bump to his friend that he gladly obliged.

“Do you want to bet on it? I bet for a month.” Ni-ki said and snickered a chuckle with a mischievous smirk.

“A month? No. I think Jungwon will give up after 2 weeks.” Sunoo interrupted and Jungwon gave his friend an unamused grin.

“Give your frat brother some trust, Sunoo.” Jungwon joked and just earned a chuckle from his friend.

“I bet for a month and a half.” they all looked at Jian who just arrived the scene. She have this evil grin plastered over her face.

Jake chuckled and wrapped his arms around her, “Sometimes I’m scared with you, our little evil princess.”

Jungwon just smirks at them before Jay gave him a light tap over his shoulder and tilted his head towards somewhere. When he turned his head, he saw you walking confidently towards your locker. You completely ignored the eyes that are silently watching you.

“See you later guys.” Jungwon muttered before pushing himself off from the lockers and slowly made his way at you.

The girls that he passed by can’t stop staring at him. He gave them small smiles and just focused on you. On the other hand, you’re too occupied with what you’re doing that you failed to noticed Jungwon approaching your way.

“Hi.” you got a bit startled when someone suddenly talked beside you and you’re even more surprised to see who it was.

You gave him a confused expression, “Uhm, hello?” you said awkwardly. Honestly, you don’t know how you should react. This will be the first time you and Yang Jungwon will interact. It’s so out of blue and so sudden.

A smirk spreads across his face when you ignored him right after saying an awkward hello. He thought it was really funny and cute at the same time.

“Do you have any plans after dismissal?” he asked and you stopped your hands from fixing your things inside your locker when you heard his question.

With a confused face, “Why?”

“I was planning to ask you out on a date.” he confidently said.

You blinked a couple of times while still staring at the handsome Yang Jungwon right in front of you. His hair was naturally down and even if it’s not done, he still looked perfect. His pretty eyes were a bit too flirty looking at the moment and his smirks just matches his vibe so well. His dimple at the side was just giving him more appeal. In short, his visual are God-like.

“Take a picture, baby. It last longer.” he interrupted your thoughts.

You frowned before rolling your eyes at him then resumed on your business. He chuckled at how you just reacted at him. It was annoying. His confidence and his sexy chuckle are annoying for you.

“So is that a yes?”

“No.”

“Why not? Do you have plans?” he asked and when you glanced his way, his eyes looked innocent while waiting for your answer.

You scoffed, “Yes and going on a date with you is not a part of it so leave me alone, Yang.” you told him off easily before closing your locker to get yourself out of there.

Jungwon blinks a couple of times after what you just said at him. He can hear his friends laughs from a far but he didn’t care. A smirk slowly appeared over his face before starting to follow you.

“Then can I atleast give you a ride?” you glanced at him when he walked beside you.

You sighed a bit frustrated, “Seriously, what are you up to?” you asked him and stopped from your track to face him.

Jungwon stopped too and smiled brightly at you, “I want to go out with you.” you blushed because of his straightforward answer but you didn’t let it caught you off-guard.

“Why?”

“Why not?” he answered your question with another question.

Your shoulder fell before you looked at him straight at his eyes. Jungwon spaced out a bit. He’s well aware that you are beautiful. Based on the rumors about you around the campus and the number of guys you already turned down, he quite knows your history of being an anti-romantic. But he never knew you are this beautiful up close. He never got the chance to look at you for more than a minute.

“I have no time for your games.”

“Well lucky for you because I’m not playing.” he said smirking before putting one of his hands inside his pocket.

You glared at him before rolling your eyes, “Whatever, leave me alone!” you shouted and started running away from him.

Jungwon didn’t have the chance to stop you but instead he just stared at your figure that was starting to get smaller as your distance grew.

“You are seriously interesting, y/n.” he mumbled to himself before he threw his keys up in the air and catch it, playing with it as he walks on the different direction.

You have no idea what just happened. As far as you remember, you didn’t do anything that can make Yang Jungwon notice you. It’s been years that you two are schoolmates but not even once did he showed interest over you. Just this once!

You tried to shove away those thoughts from your mind because you think it’s just a waste of time. He’s probably just bored and he saw you. Yeah, that’s probably just it.

You thought he’s going to stop after that but you were wrong. Completely wrong. He started bugging you out. It’s not even helping that you have some class with him. He sits beside you, greets you whenever you two encounter each other and out of all of that, he always flash you those charming smile of him. If he’s not a playboy you would instantly let your guard down. He’s such an eye candy.

“What’s with Yang Jungwon and you? I thought you hate him.” your friend said while you two were at the library. She also noticed how Jungwon’s all over you all the time. She’s probably very confused because she knew you’re really not fond of him.

“I don’t hate him but I also don’t like him.” you clarified without glancing her way and just continued flipping the pages of the book you were reading.

“Oh, okay. So what’s up with the two of you?”

“Nothing.” you answered right away because it is true.

“I don’t believe you.” She chuckled and even rested her head at the back of her hand to look at your way.

You sighed because you know she’s not going to let go of it without you giving her full details. “I am saying the truth. I don’t know what’s up with him. He just suddenly started acting like that.”

“He’s been following you around for almost two weeks straight.”

“Yeah and he’s super annoying.”

Your best friend laughed, “I think you two looks cute together.”

You looked at her with a frowned face, “Are you serious right now? Me and him are never going to happen.”

She smirks and shrugged her shoulders off. “I don’t know. My senses tells me otherwise tho.” she said that made you blushed but just choose to shrug the thought off and ignore it.

After library period, you and your best friend were on your way to your next class when you bumped into Jeongwoo.

“Y/n! I heard your tree planting program was approved. Congrats! When can I sign?” he asked you.

You broke into a bright smile, “Probably next week. I will still have to prepare a lot of things and finalize some more details for it.”

He nodded before messing your hair a bit, “Okay. Just let me know if I need to sign up already.” he said and you excitedly nods at him.

After dismissal that day you hurried yourself over the lockers to avoid getting seen by Jungwon. Your best friend left moments ago already because she said she still needs to go somewhere. You’re at your locker and was already fixing your things when Jungwon appeared.

“Hey, miss.” he greeted. You lets out a sigh before slowing down because you realized there’s no point on hurrying because he already saw you.

“Hi Jungwon.” your tone doesn’t sound very happy to see him but still it made him chuckle.

“Any plans today?” he asked a very familiar question for you.

When you turned to look at him, you were silent for a while because he looked breathtaking right in front of you. His hair was a bit damp, his cheeks are slightly red and so is his lips. He’s wearing his plain white t-shirt paired with some sweats while his duffel bag hangs over one of his shoulders.

“Y-Yeah..” you answered and gulped while looking away.

Jungwon smirked because he saw how you looked flustered at the sight of him. Obviously, he got an effect on you but you were resisting it so much. It doesn’t pissed Jungwon off actually. For him, it’s even more fun this way.

“What are your plans?”

“What made you think I will tell it to you?” you fired back, he chuckled at how fierce you are at him.

“Just trying my luck today, baby.”

You pursed your lips as you felt something inside your stomach turns at the sound of his sudden endearment for you. While you are putting your last textbook inside your locker, you felt your phone vibrating continuously so you quickly fished it.

“Hello?” you answered the call when you saw that it was from the orphanage you are volunteering for for the past few years.

Jungwon just leaned at the locker beside you, silently watching your face. When some passes by his part, he just greets them a little but don’t tear his gaze away from you for long.

He stared at your expressive pretty eyes. He doesn’t know but he’s always been being drawn by those eyes. The way he stares at him just hits different for Jungwon. It gives him a different kind of satisfaction.

“What? For how long is he missing? Wait, I’ll go there right away!”

Jungwon shifted from his position and furrowed his brows at the sight of your worried face. He silently watches how you ended the call and closed your locker right away. You turned away and started walking out from the building. Jungwon quickly follows and grabbed you by your arm.

“Hey,”

“Please Jungwon I don’t have time right now. I need to go somewhere as soon as possible so can you please spare me today?” you glanced at him with a frustrated face.

To your surprise, Jungwon doesn’t have that mischievous smirk over his face. His brows were furrowed in a worried way. He sighed, “Let’s go, I’ll give you a ride.”

“No thanks. I can take the bus--”

“You said you need to there as soon as possible. It would be easier than public transportation.” he said in a serious tone. You figure he have a point, so you agreed and you both went to the parking lot.

He swiftly opened the back seat and placed his duffel bag inside before opening the car for you. You blushed and thank him before he smirked. He walked around and you can’t help but to continue admiring him.

“Where to?” he asked.

You gulped and told him the address of the orphanage. Even if he’s a little confused, he didn’t asked anything and just started driving. You pursed your lips nervously and fiddled with your fingers. He was just silent the whole ride, maybe he felt like something’s going on so he refused to pissed you off today.

The moment you arrived, you quickly went down and head inside. Jungwon did the same thing and went after you. Some people and kids quickly went to go greet you. He stood by his car and leaned over it while watching you from afar.

He saw you talking to some of the staffs of the said orphanage. Jungwon’s mind was blank while watching you genuinely talking to those people. He always thought you’re a responsible person but this... this is just a new side.

When one of the staff pointed him, you glanced at it and your eyes grew when you saw him not yet leaving. You excused yourself and went towards Jungwon.

“H-Hey, I’m sorry for just leaving just like that. Thank you for driving me here. I owe you one.” you said.

Jungwon’s serious face remained, “Is everything okay?”

You’re slightly taken aback. His tone sounded so soft. Like as if he isn’t the overly confident, Yang Jungwon you knew.

“Ah one of the kids of the orphanage run away again. I have to go look for him because he only listens to me. I already know where I can find him so you can go already. Sorry for the trouble and thank you so much.” you said and tried to pull a very sincere smile for him.

He pushed himself off from leaning over his car before running his hand once over his still damp hair. “Then let’s go find him.”

You blinked twice at what you heard.

“Y-You’re going to help me?”

Jungwon smirked a little then nodded without hesitation. You blushed and slowly smiled before turning to wave at the staffs before riding his car again. Jungwon bowed at the staffs before he walked towards the driver’s seat again.

“Now, where will we find him?”

You told him to go somewhere and even before he can stop his car, you already saw Hyunjae sat down looking so down.

“Hyunjae..” your voice came out like a whisper before you glanced at Jungwon’s side, “Please stop here, Won.” you said and Jungwon stopped his car a bit light headed. That’s the first time you called him by that.

You went out and quickly go to approach Hyunjae. When he saw you, guilt instantly appeared over his but he lowered his face to avoid your eyes.

“Hyunjae, you made me so worried.” you mumbled before caging him with an embrace. He sniffed and returned your hug.

“I want my Mom, y/n. Why isn’t she coming back yet?” your heart broke at his question for you but you just remained hugging his little figure.

You pursed your lips trying hard not to start crying. Hyunjae just turned 6 and is still very innocent. He have no idea that the people at the orphanage were clueless to who his Mom is. He left her a year ago in front of the orphanage. He only have a vogue memory of her but he still believes she will come back for him.

“We need to go back to the orphanage okay?” your tone sounded so gentle as you lean away and met his sulking face. The corners of his eyes have tears over it.

“No! I don’t want to!” he suddenly throw tantrums and you can’t even blame him. He always does this whenever he gets sick of waiting for his Mom.

It broke you even more seeing him like this because deep inside, you know you can’t do anything about it. You have no idea who his Mom and have no clue if she will ever come back for him.

“Hyunjae, but we need--” your words were cut off when someone suddenly squats beside you and placed his hand on top of Hyunjae’s head.

The young boy glanced at Jungwon who’s now beside you. He smiled softly at Hyunjae, “Hi Hyungjae.”

“Who are you?” the boy asked a bit rudely as he furrowed his brows hardly towards Jungwon’s direction.

Jungwon scoffed, “I’m y/n’s boyfriend.”

Your eyes grew at what he said and slightly nudged him. He smiled downward in a cute way before shrugging his shoulders off then focused back on Hyunjae.

“Do you want to go eat at McDonald's then we go at a park?” he offered to the younger one that made his face slowly reflect peace.

Jungwon smirked inside his mind. You just stayed there, holding and caressing Hyungjae’s small hand.

“Y-Yes..”

“But you have to promise me you won’t cry anymore.”

Hyunjae pouts, “B-But my Mom...” he trailed and lowered his head.

When you looked back at Jungwon, you are slightly taken aback when you saw something flickered through his eyes while watching and listening to Hyunjae. His eyes reflected sadness and longing...

He pursed his lips, “I know its sad but you have a lot of people who loves you and if you continue to cry, they will be sad.”

Hyunjae slowly lifts his head and looked at your direction. You flashed him your warm smile even if you have tears at your eyes as well. He looked worried when he saw that you really looked sad. He sighed and slowly wiped off his tears using his small hands.

Jungwon lets out a small chuckle before messing his hair, “Good! Now let’s go get you food.” and he offered to carry him that he quickly accepts.

You sighed and just watch them slowly walked towards the direction of the fastfood. A smile slowly creeped over your face, you didn’t know Jungwon have this side.

“Thank you so much for tonight, Jungwon.” you said while you both walked under the bright moon.

Jungwon turned a little to look at you and he just smiled, “You’ve been thanking me ever since I gave you a ride. I think you thanked me enough, y/n.” he said.

You pouted and reached over him to fix Hyunjae’s jacket. He’s past asleep over Jungwon’s arms. After getting some food, you guys went to a near park and played together until he felt tired. Jungwon carries him and he ended up falling asleep over his shoulders.

“Y/n, thank you so much for bringing him back. I’m sorry to trouble you.” one of the staffs told you. You quickly dismissed it and told her that it’s completely okay.

Jungwon gently handed the sleeping Hyunjae to the staff and soon bid good-bye to them. After that, both of you headed back to his car because he said he will drive you home. You told him you can just take the bus so he can go home already but he hardly refused and initiated that he would take care of you.

You pursed your lips and fiddled with your fingers as you hesitate if you should ask something or not. It’s not like the atmosphere was awkward, you just really want to open a topic and ask him about anything. You watch how he easily maneuvered over the car’s steering wheel. He’s making it look a lot easier.

“You can ask me anything, y/n.” you jolted a little when Jungwon talked. He saw your cute reaction and chuckled because of it.

“Uh... It’s nothing really. I just got curious why you looked so sad when Hyunjae talked about his Mom.” you said and even bite your lower lip because you feel so shy.

You once again saw how his eyes looked sad after you mentioned it. You were about to dismiss the question but he suddenly talked.

“I kind of relates to him. I don’t have my Mom beside me anymore.” he answered with a low tone. Your mouth gapped, can’t really find the right words to say.

“She died because of an accident four years ago.” he said and the sadness over his eyes were unexplainable.

“I’m sorry, Jungwon.” you sincerely said. He glanced at you for a while and flashed a small smile.

“Nah, it’s okay.” he said and continued driving. You two fell silent and you can’t take off this heavy feeling inside your chest.

There’s something telling you that all of these— all of the troubles Jungwon causes are more like a mask to not let other people see what he truly feels. Somehow, it makes you sad for him and also it made you so curious.

“Anyway, I heard you have a tree planting project for the school already. What’s with the orphanage?” you glanced at his direction and tear your gaze off from the window.

“Oh! The tree planting program was for the school and this... this is my personal project. I volunteered to help at the orphanage.”

“Why?”

“Why not?” you told him with a small teasing smile as the memory of him answering you with that flashes through your mind.

He lets out a chuckle, “Seriously, you are indeed amazing.”

He stopped the car right in front of your house. You pouted and unclasped your seatbelt before looking at him straight at his pretty eyes, “I think there’s something amazing about you too, Yang Jungwon.” you quickly leaned in to give him a peck over his cheeks before rushing to go out of his car.

Jungwon was stunned at his position. He can’t remember how many minutes is he spacing out but all he can think of was your cute kiss. The moment he snapped back to reality, he chuckled and smiled brightly before happily driving away.

The next day, you woke up a bit more happier. You have no idea what is it about but you’re really in a good mood. When you arrived at the university, you quickly fetched your things over your lockers before going to your first class.

It went smoothly and as you glanced at the clock, your smile spreads as you hear the school bell rang. Some students inside the class stood to leave but some remained because their next class is here. You remained sitting and placed your bag at the vacant chair beside you, saving a seat.

Your friend arrived moments after and sat at the other side. Her eyes glanced at the vacant chair beside you and just pushed the thoughts away and proceed on listening to the things you were saying.

Later on, as some students started to fill the room, your eyes darted over Jungwon who looked so good with his hair a bit damp once again. He have rugby practice and so you thought he will be a little late. You saw how his eyes roamed around like as if trying to find someone.

You smiled a little and your friend furrowed her brows when she saw it. She was about to ask you why but you raised your hand to catch Jungwon’s attention. A smile quickly spreads over his lips before he started going to your direction.

Your eyes watched him get closer before removing your bag at the chair you reserved for him. He leaned it give you a quick peck at your cheeks before sitting down.

“Hi beautiful.” he smiled widely.

You chuckled and raised your hand to slightly fix his messy hair, “Hello. How’s practice?” you asked.

Jungwon’s smile grew, “It was great.”

You nodded while still staring at his eyes. He’s doing the same thing and didn’t even tried breaking the eye contact. Like as if both of your lives depend on it.

“Wait, did I missed something?” you turned your head to glance at your friend and your cheeks blushed when you saw how she’s smirking teasingly.

You chuckled and just shake your head before focusing on your class. The whole day was just like that, you tried focusing on your classes while Jungwon pops out of nowhere from time to time. You had your lunch together with him.

“Class dismissed.” your teacher said and the students around you quickly stood up to leave. You started fixing your things as well.

“Y/n, is the signing up for tree planting still going on?” your smile grew big when you heard that question from one of your classmates.

“Yes! Are you going to sign up?”

She nodded, “Great! Tomorrow we’ll be by the auditorium if you want to sign up.”

“Cool. See you tomorrow then?” her eyes shifted at your back and you saw her eyes grew slightly big then her cheeks blushed.

When you looked over your shoulder, you saw Jungwon entering the room and going straight to you. He smiled as your eyes met, “Hey, you done?” he asked, not even glancing at the girl.

You nodded before glancing back at the girl, “See you tomorrow!” she nodded and exits herself.

You resumed on fixing your things while Jungwon sat at the table beside you and watch you intensely. He let his duffel bag drop at the concrete floor.

“What’s up tomorrow?” he asked gently. You looked at him then smiled.

“We’ll be looking for people who will sign up for my tree planting program.”

He nodded his head before an idea pops inside his mind. “If I manage to gather 500 people for your tree planting will you go out with me?” he asked boldly and your head turns at his direction with a furrowed brows.

You let out a little chuckle when you saw he looked so serious about it. “Are you serious? We have like just 50 people right now.” you informed him.

There’s a lot of students in your university, yes. But you bet most of them are busy with some other things or probably just won’t volunteer for this kind of programs.

He shrugged his shoulders, “So?”

“Well... maybe?” you answered and Jungwon scoffed before tilting his head over to the zone.

“Just answer yes or no, baby.”

You pouted and stared through his eyes and once again it was like you’re being hypnotized by his pretty eyes.

“Okay, fine. Yes.”

He smirked before nodding, “Prepare to be my girlfriend starting tomorrow.” he confidently said before gently grabbing your bag from you so he can carry it himself.

You rolled your eyes at him, “Get me my 500 people first.”

He smirked then leaned to give you a peck over your cheeks, “Oh I will.”

The following day, you’ve been very busy that you didn’t even saw Jungwon around the campus. You pouted sadly, feeling a little sad that you can’t stare at his eyes. He doesn’t have a same class with you today and so you didn’t even see him. He also didn’t pester you the whole day.

Something inside your chest tightens at the thought that he might be finally bored of you. And maybe the fact that you asked him to get you 500 people in order for you to start dating him sure is a bit overboard. But he was the one who suggested that?

You huffed a sigh and just shoved that thought away for a while to head over to the auditorium to check how’s the signing up for the tree planting was. On your way their, you come across some students.

“Y/n!” your head looked over your best friend when she called and greets you with big smiles. You tried showing her a bright mood as well.

“Hey, I’m sorry I was late. The teacher holds us for 5 more minutes. How’s the signing up?”

She smirked, “We have more than 450 right now.” she announced that made you so surprised.

“W-What?” you asked amused.

She chuckled and shrieked a little. “Yes! We have almost 500 people. A lot are still in line right now.”

“B-But how..?”

She laughed at your cute reaction and pulled you towards the auditorium. From your position, you can see the table you guys sets up for the signing up. It was really crowded and a long line were at the side. You would think of it like as if they’re buying a ticket on some concert or something.

Your eyes trailed at the people by the table. You pouted when you saw Yang Jungwon looking very busy while his friends were there too.

“Yang Jungwon came up with an idea that everyone who signs up will get to either hug or kiss his friends. Hilarious right?” she laughed and you can’t help but to chuckle as well.

“Seriously, I think you just tamed the playboy.” she said with a serious tone and a happy smile.

You chuckled and slowly made your way towards him. He was too busy that he didn’t even notice you.

“Are you this desperate to date me, Yang Jungwon?” his head raised at your teasing voice.

He smirked, “Just in time, baby. A few more people and you’re mine.”

You chuckled and shook your head at him. He was chuckling too when his friend said, “500. We have 500.” Jay said in a teasing voice.

You blushed while still looking at the long line. You slowly turned to face Yang Jungwon smirking. You blushed even more as you watch him tilting his head to the side as he rest both of his hands at the table to lean closer to you since you’re at the other side.

“You’re mine now.” he uttered gently to you.

You bit your lower lip before smiling at him then you wrapped your arms around his neck, “No. You’re mine.” and you leaned to him to give him a kiss at his lips that earned cheering from the crowd.

After three days, you guys decided to go to your first date as a couple. You’re a little worried and nervous but also excited because you’ll be going on a date with Jungwon.

First thing you went to was at the zoo since you’ve mentioned to him once that you always wants to go to a zoo with your boyfriend and so he granted your wish.

You screamed as he made you pose with a snake. He was giggling while holding his phone to take pictures and videos of this cute memory.

“Won, I’m scared! Hurry!” you said and screamed again when you felt it moving. You shut your eyes cutely and Jungwon just couldn’t stop himself from smiling widely.

After the staff took it off from you, you hurried your way back to your boyfriend and he cages you into a tight hug before kissing you on your head. “You did it, baby. You’re so brave.” he compliments you for overcoming your fear.

You two soon roamed around holding each other’s hand. Posing and taking pictures of each other, enjoying your first date. You had lunch after that and you guys talked about a bunch of things.

“You prefer letters and roses than any other things as a gift?” Jungwon asked a bit amused when you opened that up to him because he asked what do you prefer when your boyfriend will give you a gift.

You two are eating samgyupsal and he was busy grilling the meat while you wait patiently, talking. You nodded your head at him and he just smiled.

“Why? Do you hate them?”

“Not really. I just think they’re a bit cheesy.”

You scoffed, “That’s because you’re a playboy!” and you can’t help but to feel a little pissed just by thinking that he dated so many girls before you.

“How many girls have you taken here?” there’s bitterness all over your tone and Jungwon can’t help but to chuckle.

“Just you.” he answered and even if you’re suspicious of it, you can’t stop butterflies to move around your stomach.

“Liar.”

“No, I’m serious.” he said and when you looked at his eyes you saw how genuine he looks.

“Then what do you do with your past girlfriends?” you asked and his hand stopped from grilling the meat. He glanced at you and you saw him gulped nervously.

“Do you seriously want to know?”

You blushed, “Never mind! Just grill the meat.” you said and he soon broke into laughter.

“You’re so cute, baby.”

“Shut up.” you said still blushing.

He stopped laughing and just smiled warmly at you, “You’re the first one I took seriously, so stop being jealous.”

You stopped asking anymore after that and you were smiling nonstop. You guys went to amusement park and enjoyed your time there as well. You ride many rides, buys each other matching headbands even if he doesn’t want to, take lots of pictures and laughs a lot. You’re just having the best time of your life.

As the night fall, you told him that you want to take a walk around while you two just casually talks. Jungwon bought you ice cream and lets you borrow his hoody while you walked around hand in hand.

“Thank you so much for today, Won. I really enjoyed and honestly, I don’t want this day to end.” you said all pouty while you sway your hands gently.

Jungwon glanced at you and just stared at you with affection. He knew he’s in trouble the moment he pursued you. You started making him feel things nobody else did. You made him view things differently and even if the world’s cruel, Jungwon believes that with you in it, it’s way more better. He knew in this game he was playing, he lost way back.

He squeezed your hand slightly that made you face him. You’re a little taken aback when you saw how his eyes looked so much affectionate.

“Y/n...” he started. He pursed his lips and gulped and was about to talk again when you felt something dropping from the sky.

You furrowed your brows before glancing up and soon broke into a fit of giggles when it suddenly rain. You soon tried pulling Jungwon to somewhere that have a shade but he just stood there.

“Hey, what are you doing?! Let’s go or we’ll be soaked!”

He was just staring at you before he smirked and pulled you towards him. The rain soon poured hardly that made you both soaking wet. You screamed and Jungwon just chuckled before embracing you tightly.

You chuckled and returned his warm hug before you felt him gently swaying your bodies. He chuckled and pulls away before making you twirl around. You two end up dancing under the rain while giggling with each other. The moment was so perfect and romantic you can’t even explain how you’re overwhelmingly happy.

When he pulled you close to him again, he stared at your eyes lovingly.

“Thank you so much for making me happy, y/n.” Jungwon said sincerely.

You pouted and smiled before cupping his face, “You made me happy.”

He chuckled before leaning in and kissing your head, “I like you so much.”

You broke into a sweet smile, “I like you more.” he leaned in and gave you a sweet passionate kiss.

After your intimate moment under the rain, you both were giggling while you’re on your way back to his car. You sneezed and Jungwon chuckled before lowering the air-condition.

“You cold, love?”

“A little. How about you?” you asked worriedly and even tried fixing his hair that sticked over his forehead.

“Not really. Wear your seatbelt for me, okay? We’ll go somewhere to take a shower and change.” he said and you nodded while obeying him.

“Where are we going?” you asked a bit curious.

“To my house.” he answered and you were left with no choice but to just let him drive.

It was just a short drive and you pretty much arrived soon. When you did, you were amazed at how big their house is. You are informed that he came from a wealthy family but still, he sure is a big deal.

��Come in, baby.” he said when he noticed you looked a little shy.

He gently grabbed your hand and chuckled at your cuteness. You saw a middle-aged woman wearing a uniform approach you. Like you, she seemed to be surprised too see Jungwon with someone.

“Good evening, young master.” she greeted him. Jungwon didn’t showed any emotion. His smile a while ago disappears.

“Prepare us some dinner and take it to my room.” he said coldly that the woman nodded to. You just remained silent and Jungwon’s hold tightens over you.

You smiled a little to the woman before he started pulling you up the stairs towards a bedroom. You assumed it was his.

Your eyes roamed around his room while he went inside this walk-in-closet you assumed.

“Do you live alone here in your big house?” you curiously asked as you slowly roamed and checked around his room.

“I live with my Dad.” he answered from inside.

You nodded and your eyes trailed over the only picture frames by his bedside. It was a young Jungwon and you smiled sweetly while looking at his cute face before your eyes shifted over to the beautiful girl. It was his Mom.

You jolted a little when you felt two strong arms hugged you from behind. He chuckled, “Sorry for scaring you.”

You smiled, “She’s so pretty.” you said while looking at his picture with his Mom. He looked at it too and Jungwon’s surprised that it doesn’t hurt anymore like it used to. He still feel longing for her but with you by his side, it sure is a lot more better.

He rested his face at your shoulder after dropping a light kiss at your neck, “She would tell you the same thing if she’s here.” he mumbled and you smiled brightly before reaching over his hair and gently caress it.

He asked you to take a shower and after you did you saw that it was pouring outside really hard. Jungwon got back to his room holding some food by a tray, “It’s pouring hard outside. We’ll stay here for tonight.”

You nodded your head, “Won’t your Dad mind?”

“He’s often not home. Come here, baby. Let’s eat.”

You two ate dinner while you’re on his shirt and one of his boxers. Jungwon were smirking allthrough out the whole time you are talking. He will occasionally wipe the corner of your lips and give you kisses in between.

When you feel tired, you guys laid down over his bed and cuddled up. He gently ran his hand over your hair, caressing it softly. You’re getting a little sleepy already because of his warmth and affection and his scent. You don’t know what it is but you love it so much, very comforting.

You were about to drift to dreamland when you suddenly heard a low sweet singing voice. You furrowed your brows as you leaned away from his chest, “You know how to sing?”

He blushed a little, “N-No.” you smiled and chuckled.

“You have such a wonderful voice. Why didn’t you join any school performances?”

Jungwon scoffed, “No way. I think it will ruin my frat boy image.”

You rolled your eyes, “You’re such a baby.”

“No I’m not.” he said and kissed you by your lips.

Jungwon opened his eyes after a couple of minutes and saw that you’re fast asleep. He gently moved away from you and stared at your sleeping face. A warm smile spreads across his face before he got his phone.

“Hey Jian. I’m pulling out from the bet. I lost.”

Ever since that day, you two were inseparable. Jungwon sticked to you all the time and act like he will die if he doesn’t see you even for a while. You two were just so happy together.

“Are you serious right now?” you got this smirk over your face as you watch how cute sulky Jungwon is.

He’s leaning beside your locker and have this cute upset face. He rolled his eyes and crossed his arms to make you know that he’s really upset.

“Jeongwoo is just a friend.” you explained to him but he still looked so upset.

“But he likes you.”

“So? I’m --” you got cut off when suddenly a student approaches you.

Jungwon furrowed his brows hardly at the interruption and pushed himself off from the locker.

“Hey we’re still talking.” he said rudely that slightly scared the girl. You saw how she hesitated to tell you what she wants so you hit Jungwon at his chest.

“Hey, be nice.” you gave him a warning look before turning towards the girl and gave her a small smile.

“Fine.” and he stood behind you, towering your figure before he hugged you from behind.

You must say your relation is not perfect but both of you are very much happy together. Weeks passed and the more you know each other you can’t help but to fell in love even more.

“Are you going to attend our acquaintance party?” Jungwon asked while he drives his car using one of his hand and his other resting at your thigh.

You guys are on your way to their frat house because his friends are throwing this party. You don’t really like parties but ever since you dated Jungwon, you started attending them more often. It was fun. Or maybe just because you are with him.

“I don’t know, baby. It’s Hyunjae’s birthday so I have to be there.”

He nodded his head, “Yeah, right. We can plan something for him.”

“But what about acquaintance? You’re not going?” you asked while he slowly parks his car.

“If you’re not going, I’m not going.” and he placed a kiss at your cheeks before both of you head over inside the party.

It was a normal one. You socialized and partied with them until you feel tired. You st down at one of the chairs and when Jungwon noticed, he walks over you.

“Hey, you want to go to my room?”

You nodded because you really could use a rest. When you arrived at the familiar room, you made yourself comfortable at Jungwon’s bed and nuzzle through his pillows. It smelled like him.

When you felt the bed sunk a little, you raised your head to see Jungwon by the edge. He was smiling at you, “Give me love right now.”

You chuckled and forced yourself up from his bed to give him kisses and hugs. As you both enjoy your intimate moment, you both looked over the door and saw his cousin.

You got shy and the sarcastic smile over her face just makes you feel something odd.

“Oh hi.” she said with this sarcastic tone. Jungwon’s jaw clenched before he held you tightly.

“What you doing here, Jian?”

She smirked, “Nothing! Just going to ask y/n if she already know.”

You smiled awkwardly, “Know what?”

Jungwon clenched his jaw nervously, “Get out of here.” he said seriously.

“I guess you still didn’t know, y/n.”

“Know what?” you’re starting to feel pissed because your question is not being answered.

Jungwon stood up but his cousin smirked and said the words that made your world stop.

“It was all just a bet.”

Your heart broke as you slowly looked at Jungwon with teary eyes, “Is it true?”

Jungwon licked his lower lip. You wanted not to believe her but the look on his face says that it was indeed true.

“Is it true?!” you repeated your question.

He sighed, “Yes, but—” you pushed him off.

“Fuck you!” you screamed and head your way out of his damn room.

As you head down the stairs, you find it a bit hard as the place were pull of rowdy people. The moment you made it outside, you’re crying so bad. You suddenly felt a hand grabbing your arm.

“Baby, wait.” Jungwon’s eyes were bloodshot as he went after you.

He’s a mess. He doesn’t know what to do right after seeing how he hurt you. You cried and shoved his hold off of you.

“Y-You played with me...” your heart ached like its been stabbed a thousand of times after what you just found out. This was the first time you let someone enter your heart and this is what you get in return.

A fucking bet... you are just a game for him.

“Please, I love you. Don’t leave me.” he uttered, voice cracking a bit. You wanted so bad to believe him but you just can’t. The pain inside your heart was just too much.

“You expect me to believe you?” you chuckled sarcastically before shaking your head. Jungwon’s heart fell as you slowly steps away.

“Leave me alone, we’re over.”

Even before Jungwon can say something, you left with nothing but anger lingering towards him inside your broken heart.

It’s been a week ever since that night and you tried very hard to avoid Yang Jungwon. He was a mess without you. He couldn’t function well and his friends are starting to worry already because this is so not him. He tried to talk to you everday but he always fail too.

You forced yourself out of your bed and started getting ready to go to the orphanage. Today’s the acquaintance party and also Hyunjae’s party. You’re sure Jungwon will be at the party so there’s no way you’ll attend that.

When you arrived at the orphanage, your eyes looked a little surprised at the grand decoration for Hyunjae’s party. A staff smiled and greeted you right away when you arrived, “The decoration is great.”

She smiled, “Jungwon went here a while ago with some people who helped decorating everything. He paid for all of these just for Hyunjae, y/n.”

Your smile faltered at the mention of his name. “H-He did?” the staff nodded and signaled something to someone. Another staff came rushing towards her.

“Here, he asked me to hand you this too.” she said while giving you a beautiful bouquet of roses.

You were silent as your tears started to form your eyes. You did remember how he said he find it cheesy to give stuff like these. Then why..?

You turned your head when you felt someone tugging the edge of your shirt. When you looked at the person, it was Hyunjae. You quickly wiped off your tears and kneeled down to be at the same level of his face before smiling widely.

“Jungwon hyung asked me to give you this, noona.” he said and handed you a letter.

Your heart raced at the sight of it. You pouted at Hyunjae. He reached over your face and gently wipe off your tears, “He told me I should wipe your tears for him. He tried to hide it but I know hyung is very sad too, noona.”

You smiled at him and pulled him into a hug. You greeted him happy birthday before giving him your gift. He thanked you and you told him you’ll just go somewhere.

When you arrived inside your car, you opened the letter Jungwon left for you.

Hi baby. I know you’re probably very mad at me right. I don’t even know if you’ll read this but I don’t care. I will still try and I will never get tired trying. I will admit it, I started pursuing you because of a bet but I backed out from it, love. I lost way long ago. I’m sorry and I will understand if it will take time for you to forgive me. I will not get tired and give up so easily. I really am in love you, y/n. - love, your jungwon.

You sniffed and cried silently inside your car for minutes before you decided to drive towards the university. You head towards the auditorium where the early programs are being held. You were about to enter when a hand grabbed you.

“Jian?” you were surprised to see her in front of you and she looked like she’s guilty of something.

“I n-need to tell you something.”

You pursed your lips and let her talk.

“Okay, first. I’m really sorry for ruining what’s between you and Jungwon. That was really awful of me.” she said sincerely and you still remained silent.

She sighed, “Second, I want you to know that my cousin is serious with you. He backed out from the bet long ago.”

“When?”

“After your first date.” she said and your heart raced at what you heard. That was a month ago.

“So please... Please forgive him. Blame me but please don’t leave my cousin. He loves you so much and I never seen him that happy ever since his Mom left him.”

Your heart melt at what she said before you smiled softly at her. You both turned your head when you heard a loud cheer inside. “You should go inside.”

When you entered, there’s a lot of students inside. You roamed your eyes around trying to look for Jungwon. He was nowhere to be seen.

“Mic test...” your heart fell at that familiar voice.

Your eyes quickly shifted over to the stage and it looked surprised to see Yang Jungwon at the middle. He sighed as he faced the crowd.

“So I don’t usually do this but..” he sighed and gulped nervously. Your heart ache at the sight of his slightly puffy eyes.

“I want to dedicate this song for the girl who managed to tame my heart. To the girl who loves helping other people. To the girl who thinks giving letters and flowers are not cheesy. To the girl who I love the most.” the crowd cheers for him.

“Y/n, I know you’re not here but this is for you.” he said as a melody started playing through the background.

(song title: to the bone)

“Oh, maybe if you can see. What I feel through my bones. And every corner in me, oh. There's your presence that grown. Maybe I nurture it more. By saying how I feel. But I did mean it before.” he sang and you can saw how the crowd were impressed at how lovely his voice was.

Your eyes started to get teary because of it as he continues to sing with his heart.

“I want you to the bone. I want you to..”

He opened his eyes for a while and saw how the crowd were jamming slowly to the song. His heart was aching and he can feel his eyes starting to get teary again but he tried to focus on singing.

“Take me home, I'm fallin'. Love me long, I'm rollin'. Losing control, body and soul Mind too for sure, I'm already yours.”

You bit your lower lip as you slowly make your way closer to the stage.

“Walk you down, I'm all in. Hold you tight, you call and I'll take control, your body and soul. Mind too for sure, I'm already yours.”

You smiled despite the tears streaming down your face and watched Jungwon lovingly.

“Would that be alright? Yeah Hey, would that be alright?” he continued.

“I want you to the bone, yeah. So bad I can't breathe, no. I want you to the bone.”

The song continued but then his eyes caught you. He was stunned and couldn’t believe his eyes. When you smiled at him wider, he quickly ran towards you to cage you into a big warm embrace. The crowd cheered so much at the scene.

“You’re here...” he said before he leaned away to cup your face and stare at you.

You smiled, “You really have a lovely voice.”

He chuckled and wiped off your tears, “I know we started wrongly but I wish you can give me a chance to prove my love for you.”

You smiled, “I love you, Jungwon.”

His heart raced and smiled widely despite the tears over his eye. “I love you more, y/n.” and with that he leaned in to give you a kiss that filled with all his love.

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