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metalatias5 · 15 days
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Ya'll know the trope of two guys who don't get along getting stuck handcuffed together? That, but make it Lucifer and Alastor with pink fluffy sex-cuffs that are laced with angelic steel under the fluff to nullify their powers XD Angelic Sexcuffs, they're a great alternative to the Get-Along-Shirt
They could tell that their powers gut cut off right away, hence the visceral reactions to the cuffs, especially from Alastor, pff Bonus panel under the cut WARNING! Blood and dismembered limb
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Don't worry, it'll grow back
Though they still gotta figure out how to get the cuffs off Lucifer X'D (He's fine btw, at least physically, just a little shaken up, pff)
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theserpens · 3 months
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Hi! Thanks for all lovely recs. Christmas is coming! May you rec some great Christmas fics with the length less than 50k?🎄🍫✨
Hello! Thank you for this sweet message and ask! Here is a little Set that is centered around Christmas, or rather: here is a Set that has been trapped under a mistletoe.
I mean, isn’t Christmas is all about being stuck in a small space and forced to spend time with the people we love?
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The Punching Mistletoe by Faith Wood 1,088, GA Sometimes mistletoes want you to punch each other.
Two Wizards, One Bed by dustmouth Comic, GA Harry and Draco are trapped together in a safe house. Fiery discourse ensues (intercourse, more like…)
Mistletoe Mischief Managed by Writcraft 3,075 words, T Harry is training to be an Auror and trying not to get distracted by Draco Malfoy and that pesky mistletoe that always seems to appear whenever they’re in the same room together.
Sex and the Art of Castle Maintenance by birdsofshore 14,958 words, E "Come on, boys," Zabini drawled. "You’re only delaying the inevitable." Trouble always had a way of finding Harry, and eighth year was obviously going to be no exception.
Kiss by heyitsamorette 15,344 words, E Harry and Draco are forced to kiss over and over again, because that’s just what happens to two arch-enemies around Christmas.
I hope these wonderful christmas works will make you feel cheery and not at all claustrophobic! Merry Christmas!
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laugtherhyena · 3 months
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No way carol finally putting lore of these idiots on tumblr, lmao sometimes i forget i talked about them mainly just on instagram.
As i mentioned in a previous post, these girls are two separate entities that got bound together by the powers of the duo gem. Which is essentially a synthetic parasite created by the Chess kingdom during the grand war, the goal was to create an actifact that could fuse two warrioes together, leading to the creation of a new, stronger soldier. But because of the war and the struggles that come with it this level was never achived in the creation of these gemstones, majority of them was destroyed by attacks from the Canopy kingdom and the remaining few were hidden by its creators.
Naturally, there are curious people who would pay a fortune to get their hands on these relics, and that's exactly what Mariana was hired to do; find the duo gemstone and bring it to the buyers.
The thing is, she didn't know about the expreimental, and rather unstable, nature of the gemstone. She just new that it was this big shiny thing she was sent after, so Mari went about it as usual and before she knew it she had been sucked inside the actifact and was now locked in this small red room with sparkling walls.
On the oustide world, the gem attached itself to the back of her jacket and stayed like that for almost a whole year until this jacket was purchased by Dagger after ending up in some street market.
Dagger who at this point in time was fresh out of the Silent stalkers, the criminal organization responsible for training ninja assasins for hire that she had been taken into after becoming an orphan during the Grand war. So she wasn't doing much with her life and was sorta just sulking around without purpose or much will to do anything.
So she brought the jacket and it was when she put it on that the gemstone ripped through it and attached itself to her back (Dagger's spine to be more specific), it was only then that Mariana was able to come out of it, in that trage shadowy form, permanently attached to the other girl's back.
So yeah, not the best conditions.
They're not on good terms at all at the start, with Dagger constantly complaining and being bothered about the situation which angers Mariana a whole lot and they end up arguing most of the time + she's generally very angry/distressed over losing her body and being stuck to Dagger, who at that point she saw as nothing but a good for nothing lazy bitch.
It's after a little while that she finds out about Dagger's past of being a trained assasin and all (Dagger herself told her, she shares information very easily without much thought) and that's when Mariana has an idea of how to get herself out of this mess; She'll manipulate Dagger into going after the skullheart so that she can snatch it and wish to have her body back.
So Mariana gathers her old gear and insists that she does have talent when it comes to fighting and shouldn't give up on it, she fixes Dagger's old uniform, gets her back into training by sparring in their apartment, and then tells her that if they were able to fight and defeat the skullgirls they could bring the skullheart back to the Silent stalker's base which would show them just how strong Dagger is, after all, killing a skullgirl is no easy feat.
Dagger finds the idea awesome and gets totally on board with hunting down the skullgirl. Being unaware of Mariana's ulterior motives, she wholeheartedly trust her and pretty much adores her, she sees her as the first person in years who actually put faith in her and a real friend! It's this love from Dagger's part that leads to them developing a real friendship, with Mariana genuinely carring for someone other than her for once.
Will she be able to go through with her plans involving the skullheart?
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Dizzy - Jongho
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Pairing: Jonghoxfem!Reader
Genre: Smut (MINORS DNI!)
Warnings: name calling (slut, baby), degradation, manhandling, blowjob, vaginal sex, protected sex, choking (lots of it),
Word count: 4.8k
Part 7 of Stuck Together (but can be read on it's own)
@underworldnet 👍🏻
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Over the past couple of days you had developed a new hyperfixation. You often had cravings for something sweet but when you grabbed for a bag of cookies, you found yourself finishing the entire bag by yourself within 10 minutes.
So instead you started eating lollipops. They satisfied your sugar cravings and kept you busy for a while. Soon you were running around the dorm with a lollipop in your mouth most of the time. They got kind of addicting.
However, there was another person that got quite interested in your addiction as well. Whenever you were mindlessly sucking on your candy around the boys one pair of eyes couldn't stop focussing on your mouth.
Jongho didn't even make a secret out of it. You caught him staring a couple of times but instead of looking away or trying to hide his gaze he always held eye contact with you for a few seconds before looking away. It never failed to give you shivers all over your body, leaving you flustered and forgetting what you were doing at the moment.
One day you all decided to play board games together in the evening but Jongho didn't join you in the living room on time.
"Y/n can you go catch Jongho, while we set up the game?" Seonghwa asked you and you happily obliged as you hated setting up the board and cards for the game.
You left the living room and walked up to Jongho's room while mindlessly sucking on one of your lollipops. It was lemon-flavoured, your favourite.
After two gentle knocks on the door, a voice answered from inside.
"Come in."
You opened the door and examined the scene before you. Jongho sat at his laptop researching music. He was always looking for new songs to cover that would showcase his vocal range well. He turned around to you in his spinning chair and looked at you expectantly. 
"We're waiting for you in the living room. We wanted to play games in case you forgot." Without even noticing you switched the lolli in your mouth from one side to the other as you finished the last sentence.
Jongho's eyes darted to your mouth and once again lingered there for a few seconds before he got up from his chair and put his focus back to your eyes.
"Sorry for making you wait, I'll be there right with you." His voice sounded kind and friendly like he mostly did when he was talking to you. But his eyes held a certain fierceness as they held contact with yours.
Jongho had halted only about one foot in front of you and you had to tilt up your head slightly to meet his gaze. Something in the air between the two of you felt heavy even though you only exchanged casual words.
When you didn't move away from him he lifted one arm and slowly directed it towards your face. Your heartrate quickened, not knowing what might happen next.
He gave you time to back up, moving slowly. But as you stayed firmly in place he grabbed onto the stick of your lollipop, gently pulling the candy from your mouth. You opened your mouth for him to take it out as you looked at him in slight confusion.
Jongho then directed the lolli to his own mouth and licked a careful strip up the candy. His eyes stayed on yours the entire time but you couldn't help but glance at his tongue as he tasted it.
When he was done, his other hand moved to your chin and gently pulled it down to open your mouth before placing the candy back between your lips. A shudder ran through your entire body at his movements, travelling straight to your core. It was so unexpected and yet so intriguing.
"Let's go to the other's" Jongho announced simply, his voice not giving any clue to what he just did to you. It made you feel even more feverish inside.
He simply brushed past you and walked towards the living room, leaving you no choice but to follow behind.
When you re-entered the living room the game had been all set up already. There were only two empty spots left around your big dinner table so you sat down next to Jongho who took his seat right before you.
Everything was like it always was. As the game began the boys started getting competitive with one another and discussions started. Still you couldn't stop thinking about the way Jongho had grabbed your chin before as you sucked on your lollipop. The memory made your head spin so you tried to concentrate on the game before you. Monopoly was truly a game that tested all of your friendship bonds. Especially since you had to build teams to play it with that many people.
„If we buy that one we will lose again! Jongho and y/n already have the other card and they will never give it to us," San tried to reason with Wooyoung but the younger wouldn't budge.
„It's my turn San and I'll buy it!" The two were playing against each other more than together and it always ended bad. Jongho next to you was already chuckling, knowing quite well that this would be beneficial to your team.
After some more bickering Wooyoung did end up buying the street leaving San sulking cutely. It was your turn and you threw the dice.
You landed on a train station and you were unsure what to do. Seonghwa and Hongjoong already owned two of those and they would definitely hold a grudge against you for buying it.
„I don't think we should buy it," you say to Jongho but he looks up at you with raised eyebrows.
„Oh no we absolutely should."
You keep the eye contact with him and ask:"Why?"
„Just trust me on this," was all he answered. But accompanying his words was his hand that went down to your thigh and squeezed the skin directly above your knee.
You almost squirmed under the touch because of how firm his grip felt on your leg. You knew it was probably just a meaningless gesture. Nevertheless it stirred up a fuzzy feeling in your gut.
„Okay," you agreed in a small voice as you acquired the card.
„You never listen to me when we're in a team!" Hongjoong complained and was visibly upset that you had bought the card.
„Because you are always sassy to me," you snapped back and Jongho released an amused chuckle as he grabbed the card from you and added it to your stack neatly.
As the game resumed, Jongho's hand stayed on your thigh. At first you thought he had just forgotten about it, but when he started brushing your leg with his thumb you knew this wasn't an accident. You really tried to concentrate but your mind kept wandering to the warmth of his fingers that was seeping through the fabric of your jeans.
In a lucky course of the game, you two managed to acquire one more of the train station cards. When Hongjoong and Seonghwa landed on one of them during their turn they almost went bankrupt. But Jongho proposed them a great deal instead:
"Give us the other two train station cards and we'll spare you the pay."
Hongjoong looked more than displeased and Seonghwa had to convince him to accept the deal so that they wouldn't lose at an instant. From there on the game only continued to your luck. Every team ended up on your train stations and you were able to acquire a small empire with all the money. Only San and Wooyoung remained as your opponents, the other two teams already bankrupt.
Jongho's little smirk told you that he was confident about your win. You had never won in monopoly before. He was the one making the decisions and you just followed along because luck just seemed to gravitate towards him.
Everytime the others landed on your property and had to pay you, Jongho's hand ended up squeezing your thigh, almost like he was proud of you.
With the game almost over you felt like having a treat again. You reached your hand for the bowl of candy that stood on the table and that only contained lollipops now that the boys had eaten everything else. They left the lollis for you, knowing they were your favourite.
Your hand hovered over the bowl trying to decide for a flavour while San and Wooyoung were discussing their next move. As you grabbed for the orange flavour you felt a small but firm squeeze on your leg. Surprised you looked over at Jongho who stared at the candy in your hand and shook his head in discontent.
His set expression and the grip on your leg let a shiver run over your skin. He wasn't doing much but he had you under his control in his very own way and you enjoyed that. You grabbed for strawberry instead and looked at him for confirmation. A small nod settled your choice. You didn't even have time to question why he wanted you to choose a certain flavour before the game found a dramatic ending.
San and Wooyoung landed on your most expensive street making them lose at an instant. You almost felt bad for San who was sulking at their misfortune. But you couldn't help but smile, lollipop sitting at the corner of your mouth, as Jongho made a show of collecting all of their money.
"It's always Jongho," Wooyoung complained and the room erupted in chatter about the game.
"I told you to trust me about this," Jongho whispered in your direction. As he spoke, his eyes wandered from your eyes slowly down to your lips and back up again. Your breath hitching you stared at him wide-eyed, only able to give him a small nod.
He finally broke the eye contact with you and joined the chatter at the table. Your skin felt hot. Especially with his hand still on you. You had a hard time reading Jongho with his expression always so neutral. But you did understand what he wanted from you with his following actions.
"I'm feeling tired I'm going to head to bed so I can do some research tomorrow morning," Jongho announced to everyone with what you were sure was a fake yawn. The others complained at first but after some back and forth they accepted his decision. Before he got up from the table, he gave your leg one last squeeze. The empty space he left behind felt cold and almost uncomfortable after he had touched you for so long.
Your eyes followed him through the room and before he left through the door, Jongho turned around once more. The others weren't paying him any attention so he pointed his finger at you and made a gesture for you to follow him. His eyes left no doubts this time: He wanted you to obey him.
After giving him a small nod you turned your gaze back to the table. You talked to the boys for a few more minutes before stretching yourself and also announcing that you would go to bed. The others protested just like they had with Jongho but you were able to shake them off as you insisted that you were tired.
You left the living room with your lollipop still in your mouth and a small wave towards the boys. Walking down the hallway you stopped in front of Jongho's door. You only just noticed how hard your heart was beating when you knocked on the door.
It took a few seconds before Jongho opened the door, one hand leaning on the wall beside. He looked you up and down once before letting you enter.
"What took you so long?" he questioned as you stepped into the room.
"I didn't want to be so suspicious," you explained and he released an amused chuckle.
"I don't think that matters at this point. They know what you're doing."
You looked up at him with big eyes and a blush creeping onto your cheeks. He was probably correct right and you were slightly embarrassed at the thought of the others knowing why you left.
Jongho took a step towards you and instinctively you backed up against the door behind you. He lifted an eyebrow in surprise.
"Are you afraid of me or really just that submissive." He stared you down with a smirk and propped a hand up next to you on the door.
That movement alone had your insides squirming.
"Probably both," you admitted and put your lolli from the right side of your mouth to the left with your tongue only to annoy him.
Immediately, his eyes flitted down to your mouth. "You should be careful about eating these things around other people. Might distract them from what they're doing."
"What? This?" you pull the candy out of your mouth slowly with a pop before swirling your tongue around it with big, innocent doll-eyes. "Why would this distract you."
You could see a small flame start to smoulder behind Jongho's eyes. "Did I ever tell you that strawberry was my favourite flavour?" he asked casually, his eyes still fixed on your lips.
"I never knew," you responded. "Want a taste?" You offered him the lollipop with a teasing grin.
"Oh I'd love to," he replied but instead of accepting the treat he pinned your hand holding it against the door and devoured you instead.
First it was only his soft lips that pressed onto yours firmly, but soon his tongue was teasing your lips before diving into your mouth. The way he swirled it around your own really made it feel like he wanted to taste you and goosebumps erupted all over your skin.
His other hand went on to grab onto your waist and you shuddered under his firm grip. He felt so strong that it made you want to give in to everything he did to you. He finally released your arm and used the free hand to cup your face and deepen the kiss even more.
A small moan left you at the way he his thumb caressed your face and in reaction you felt Jongho squeeze your waist a little more.
"You taste so fucking good," he mumbled between two kisses and you wrapped your arms around his neck to pull him even closer, careful to hold the candy far away from him.
When Jongho leaned his entire body into yours, you were surprised by the hard-on pressing into your lower stomach. You whined into the kiss which earned you a low chuckle from Jongho. He pulled away from you just to tease you a little bit:
"Already so eager for me? I should've known with the way you sucked on that lollipop that you needed your mouth stuffed."
Your eyelids fluttered shut at his words another moan spilling past your lips. Him talking down to you like that only made you weaker for him. Jongho was usually so soft to you that you had never imagined this side of him.
"Oh you want it that bad?" he chuckled.
"Stop teasing me, you know I do..."
"Then how about we swap? I take this-" he pulled your arm away from his neck, snatching the lolli from your hand and putting it into his mouth: "and you take my cock into your pretty little mouth."
As he pushed you down onto your knees by your shoulders you could feel wetness pool between your legs. Him manhandling you around like this turned you on way more than you expected and you found yourself already fumbling with the buttons of his jeans.
"Such a needy little slut."
You whined once again and your fingers fought with his buttons, because they were slightly trembling. When you finally pulled down his pants just far enough to free his cock you almost choked on the sight. He was so thick in your hands that you couldn't wait to suck him off.
"I can basically see you drooling so how about you use that for good?" he teased you once again and you didn't hesitate to put his tip into your mouth.
Both of you moaned when you started to swirl your tongue around him. You quickly went on to take him deeper into your mouth, swallowing his entire length.
"Fuck you feel so good, baby" Jongho grunted out and the petname had you clenching around nothing. You started bobbing your head up and down his length and soon you felt Jongho's hand grabbing onto your head to aid your movements.
He pressed you down deeper and deeper every single time until you started to choke on him. He quickly released his grip to give you some room to breath but you grabbed for his hand to put it back onto your head as you continued to deep-throat him. Jongho's legs shuddered before you.
"Oh, so you like it like that? God, you're such a good little slut." Your moan caused vibrations to send down his cock and Jongho shut his eyes in response.
"If I'm going to deep just tap on my thigh, baby. I don't want you to get hurt."
You nodded your head slightly before he slammed you down onto his cock once again, making tears rise to your eyes. Being used like that felt like pure bliss to you. The momentary feeling of losing your breath due to his cock blocking your airway made your head swim in the best way possible.
You didn't even realize the tears running down your face until Jongho finally pulled out of you and wiped them away with the pad of his thumb. When you looked up at him his eyes were hazy and darkened by the size of his pupils. His lips were barely still holding onto the lollipop inside his mouth.
"You did so good for me, baby."
He quickly threw the empty stick to the side of the room before pulling you up by your arms. He put in a little to much power and you ended up tumbling into his grip. Jongho caught you gently but was quick to pin you against the wall behind you. His eyes flitted once over the tear stains on your cheeks before he buried his lips in your neck.
Your head lulled back against the wall as his hands wandered over your body. One was lifting your leg, circling the skin of your thigh with his thumb, while the other grabbed your waist beneath your shirt.
You wound your own hands into his dark strands as your mind clouded under all his touches. When his hand reached higher and higher up your thigh, softly massaging your flesh, you couldn't help but whine. Your voice was unsteady from Jongho's assault on your throat but you still managed to beg him: "Please just get rid of my clothes."
He chuckled into your neck in response. "Patience, baby. I was planning to do that anyway."
A frustrated sigh left you as you began to tug on his shirt in response. To your surprise he immediately removed his hands from you to pull it over his head. You were left gazing at his muscular body in awe. Jongho was the only one of the boys that you hadn't seen shirtless before so this view was completely new to you, which only made it more exciting. His upper body was not as defined as San's or Wooyoung's but he felt even stronger under your fingertips. His soft skin already made you want to touch him all over.
"You look like you're starving, baby. Need another one of those lollipops?"
You glared at his smug smile and just to make a point, you quickly pulled your shirt over you head to get rid of some clothing.
"Quit the teasing and fuck me already," you answered with a challenging look on your face.
"If you insist."
Jongho picked you up bridal style before you had any chance to complain. When he threw you onto his bed, he immediately followed, hovering over you with mischief in his eyes.
His hands now didn't wait another second before they went to your jeans, popping open button and zipper and almost ripping the fabric off your body.
"Better?" he asked you as his eyes raked over your figure that was now only dressed in underwear.
"If you plan to fuck me you'll have to get rid of more than that."
It had been hard for you to imagine how Jongho would be in the bedroom, but you knew you made a massive mistake with your bold words when his hand creeped up to your throat applying light pleasure to the sides of your neck. The effect was immediate, a rush of adrenaline crushing over you as you felt your bloodflow slightly cut off.
"You've been a good girl for me so far, but if you keep talking back to me like that I will edge you on until the sun rises, understood?"
You nodded in his grip, face heating up at the sudden dominance in his behaviour.
"Understood?" he asked firmly, wanting you to say it out loud.
"Yes." You were embarrassed of how much the word sounded like a moan in his grip and Jongho didn't fail to notice as well as he chuckled in response.
"You like my hands on your neck?" he asked with another experimental squeeze that drew a whine from you.
"Fuck, yes." His hand retracted upon your confession.
"I'll make sure to use that information again later," he teased you as his head dipped down to your body again.
This time he didn't go slow. He littered firm kisses from your neck down the valley of your breasts, opening your bra behind your back in between the kisses. When his lips reached the hem of your panties he lifted his head to seek your confirmation before pulling down the fabric after your nod.
Finally, he let two of his fingers gently run down your slit, collecting some of your wetness before slowly circling your clit. You moaned softly and closed your eyes at the feeling of finally being touched.
You could feel the bed dip beside you, noticing that Jongho was laying down next to you without his fingers ever leaving your skin. His other hand pulled you onto your side, so that he was spooning you from behind, one hand still pleasuring you and the other snaking around your neck, finger resting at your pulse points.
They way they rested on your skin already made your head swim in excitement. You pressed your body back into Jongho, nuzzling into his firm hold, to show him you were comfortable. His mouth was right beside your ear when he asked lowly:
"Can I choke you?"
"Please," you begged him, your hips grinding back into his hard-on.
Jongho's fingers promptly tightened around your neck as he continued drawing tight circles on your clit. It was like a veil of dizziness set over your feelings that made you only concentrate on the pleasure between your legs. You could hear your pulse racing in your ears and felt an all-encompassing warmth around you but everything else was only the rising high from an approaching orgasm as his fingers worked their magic.
Jongho knew how to keep his grasp tight enough to hold you in this state without making you pass out and your shuddering and moaning turned him on relentlessly. He loved to have you at his mercy like this.
"You're doing so well for me, baby. It feels so good, right?"
"I'm about to come," you managed to moan out through his grip.
"Not yet, beautiful. I want you to come on my cock."
You whined as he removed both his hands and the dizzying veil started to lift. It only made you feel more desperate to come.
Jongho shuffled behind you and you heard him open his nightstand and put on a condom. He kissed your neck once gently before asking:
"You ready, baby?"
"Yes! Please just fuck me." Your voice sounded weak and whiny, too desperate for him to finally be inside you.
He lifted your leg gently so that he could easily slip into you from behind. At this point you were so wet that he entered you with ease. Jongho groaned when he finally bottomed out and you let your eyes flutter shut at the full feeling.
He gave you a few seconds to adjust before he started thrusting into you from behind. His hands then soon took back their previous spots on your clit and neck. As soon as you felt that pressure on your neck again you moaned desperately. Robbed of your orgasm before, you were already close again as his hands treated you so well.
You let your head sink back against Jongho's shoulder, relishing in his touch. He kissed your temple gently before saying:
"That's it, baby. Come for me."
His words were your last straw. And just as your orgasm hit you, he released the grip around your neck, making your senses return to you in full force. If Jongho hadn't clutched his hand about your mouth instead, your half-moan half-scream would've definitely been loud enough to reach the boys in the living room.
The man behind you chuckled as you shuddered under his touch, his fingers still riding out your orgasm with slow strokes on your clit.
"Fuck, you are so good," you admitted when you had finally recovered from your high and removed his hand from your mouth.
"Can you take one more for me?" Jongho asked in return. He was still buried inside of you and had started caressing the skin of your thigh. You noticed the softness in his tone and it made you feel comfortable in his grasp.
"Sure," you replied and he pulled out of you gently. Jongho then moved above you and you rolled onto your back. One arm propped beside your head he used the other to drape one of your legs over his shoulder before slowly entering you again.
From this new position you could watch him sink into you and moaned at the deeper angle of his thrusts. You let your hands wander over his muscular chest and his arms, relishing in the feeling of his soft, honey skin beneath your fingertips.
Suddenly, he pulled your hips just a little higher to pound into you at a different angle and he hit that spot deep inside of you that made you squirm immediately. You pulled him down into a kiss, moaning into his mouth as his thrusts picked up speed.
You noticed Jongho's breathing quickening as well, the air between the two of you growing hotter by the second. When his hand slowly moved down to your clit once again, you knew you wouldn't last long. With his cock hitting your sweet spot with every thrust and his fingers applying pressure to your clit, your orgasm was nearing you in seconds.
"Fuck, Jongho. I'm close."
"Me too, baby," he breathed into your mouth, his voice strained from his fast tempo. "Be a good girl for me and enjoy it, okay?"
His words were enough to throw you over the edge once more. Something about his sweet voice twisted your insides in just the right way and you clenched around his cock as your second high crushed your senses. It wasn't as intense as the first one, but it drew out longer with the way Jongho kept thrusting into you.
He followed shortly after. His legs started shivering as he lost himself deep inside of you. You watched his eyes close in pure bliss, your hands unconsciously tangled in his short hair. His fast breaths mixed with low moans and his pretty voice sounded like pure art to your ears. You stayed like that, breathing heavy, for a few moments.
When both of you had recovered from your highs Jongho carefully pulled out of you. He gave you a sweet, short kiss on the temple before getting up to discard the condom. He pulled his underwear back on before joining you on the bed once more, nestling your head onto his chest.
"For being so commanding with me at first you were actually quite sweet," you told him with a smile.
"Is that a bad thing?" he asked in confusion.
"No, absolutely not," you chuckled. "I really liked it."
He smiled back at you, his hand stroking your arm in a way that made you sleepy within seconds.
"We should really catch some sleep now," Jongho whispered with a fond look as he saw your eyes falling shut. You barely nodded in response and let yourself get turned onto the side by Jongho's strong arms.
He pulled you back against his chest before turning off the lights and draping an arm over your waist.
"Goodnight, Y/n."
"Goodnight, Jongho."
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Day 8 ~ Stuck Together
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Warning: Swearing
Rivals to Friends to Lovers. Your mom and Dabi’s dad are getting married to one another and on the day of the wedding they lock you guys into a room so that you are stuck together because of all the fighting.
“Shut up you pompous asshole. I can’t listen to your whining anymore. Go moan to someone who actually care what you have to say.” You all but growled out to the white haired man that was smirking up at you. “They are getting married there is nothing that you nor I can do about it anymore.” You started walking away before you burst into a flaming torch. “Come on sweetheart don’t be like that. You and I both know you like my pompous ass.” He cackled out following close behind you.
“First of kindly fuck off, I am no one’s sweetheart. And secondly if I have to see your stupid face a second longer I am going to burst an artery in my fucking head.” You shouted turning red very close to committing a crime. “Ok sweetheart calm down we don’t want a crime scene on your mothers big day now do we.” He teased and he could swear there are steam coming out of your ears the longer you look at him.
“Touya for the love of God leave me alone. I just want to get this day started on a good note but you all but fucked that plan up. Go bother one of your siblings I don’t want you anywhere in my vicinity for the next few hours unless you want to die today.” You loudly proclaimed causing some of the staff members to look towards the commotion. “Sweetheart you wanna fuck me so bad it makes you look stupid and you won’t even admit to it.” As the words leave his mouth you smack him right across the face leaving a red handprint on his cheek.
Shocked at what you just did you turned around again going to search for your mom. “You did not deny it baby girl. You and I both now that I am right, you just have to admit the truth someday.” He called after you causing you to flip him the middle finger while still walking forward in search of you mother or your best friend and all Dabi could do was chuckle as he watched your retreating figure. Groaning to himself as he sees his dad walking towards him with a stupid smile on his stupid face.
“Touya.” Enji started talking to his oldest son ignoring the eye roll and the mention that he prefers to be called Dabi. “Can you please come and help me in the room with my vows I want to go over it one time again.” “Why can’t Fuyumi or even Natsuo help you with it. You know I suck at the lovey dovey shit dad.” Dabi said looking at his bulking father. “Well I asked for your help did I not. Now come on.” Enji turn around walking towards a room in the back. ‘Asshole. I really don’t want to do this shit now of all times.’ Dabi thought sulking forward following a few feet away from his dad still reeling with the feeling of the smack.
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“Y/N can you please help me search for my earring I think I lost it.” Your mom asked looking around frantically for the left diamond earring she was missing. “Of course mom.” You said a lot more calmed down after arriving at your moms room where she and the rest of the bridesmaids are getting ready. “Do you know where you had it the last time you saw it?” as she thought for a bit your mom nodded. “Yeah I believe I had them on in the next room, Enji just gave it to me and I can’t believe I already lost one.”
“Don’t worry mom we will find it. I will go look if I can see it next door if not I will search for it till we can find it.” “Thanks sweetie. I am sorry for the inconvenience. I promise after the wedding I will buy you that pair of shoes you have been looking at forever.” All you could do was nod with a small smile walking towards the door. Opening it you walked to the door next to your moms room seeing it open you started walking in.
“Oh shit.” You muttered looking up at you future stepdad who just stepped out of the room. “Sorry sir I did not see you there.” You apologised giving him a shy smile. “No worries Y/N. What are looking for maybe I can help.” He questions giving you a quick smile before going back to his stoic self. “Nothing, nothing I think I just lost something in there.” You babbled out. All Enji did was nod his head. ‘Okay so far the plan is working.’  He thought walking away.
Walking into the room you immediately wanted to turn around seeing the man you just had a spat with. “What sweetheart back from more.” He asked with sass as you stayed silent not wanting your mood to dampen again. “Where is that fighting spirit now baby girl? You were all fired up a few minutes ago.” Still staying quiet not wanting to give into his teasing you looked around the room hoping to see the small thing.
“What are you looking for?” “None of your business.” You quietly said and he just nodded for once listening to your warnings. “Did you find it Y/N?” you turned towards the sound of your moms voice about to answer as you saw she had both earrings in her ears. “Mom what’s going on.” You questioned as she and Enji walked into the room. “Dad what the hell.” Dabi questions.
“We want you to work out whatever problem you have with each other.” Enji begins looking you both in the eyes. “We had enough of your fighting all the time and I think the best way to do that is to lock you into this room till you sort all this childish shit out.” Your mom ended. “For once and for all.” Enji added as he turned towards your mother and they quickly escaped the room. All you could do was stay quiet for a second before you and Touya both jumped for the door but was stopped as the door slammed shut in your faces.
“Fuck.” you both muttered staring at the now closed door. Quickly turning the doorknob to see if the door is locked and it was indeed locked. “Son of a bitch.” You whispered causing the white haired man to let out a low chuckle. “Ok fine if you think this is so fucking funny please enlighten me why the hell you are such an asshole to me.” You said turning to the stunned man who suddenly went quiet.
“Why have you been such a bitch to me?” he retorted back. “Why are you such a pompous ass?” you returned. “Because you aren’t good for my fucking mental health babe.” He spat. “Yeah your cute and all but every time I see you it is not good for my mental health.” “What.” You asked quietly. “What is that supposed to mean?” “It means exactly what it sounds like sweetheart. You are a piece of work but fucking hell you are hot as hell. Every time you open your mouth I just want to smother you with my tongue. Every time you smile I want to be the one who caused it.” He exclaimed.
“Do you know how crap it feels to have this feelings inside of me that I know won’t be returned. And when I thought I finally had a change you had to have a fucking boyfriend. Who was a piece of shit by the way you could have done so much better than that twat. So yes to get you off my mind I started being an asshole okay. That was all I could do to get you out of my head for a while and do you think it worked.”
He breathed heavily now as he looked at you with questioning eyes. And you just shook your head. “No of fucking course it did not work otherwise I would not have to be the way that I am now.” He finished and you just stared at him with a confused look on your face. “Why did you not say anything before you ass face?” you questioned him and as he was about to say something you quickly cut him off continuing.
“You could have saved me six month of a loveless relationship with a fucking twat. You could have saved yourself heartache. You could have saved me from a broken heart when I found out that asshole cheated on me. And what did you do? You turned into a hurt little boy. We could have had a relationship now but no you had to go and be an ass who doesn’t know how to express his feelings.”
“And just for your information I only got with him so that I wouldn’t have to think about you all the time too. Do you know how hard it was to see you with that girl you are always hanging out with. Not knowing if you are in a relationship with her or not. Okay sorry if I turned into a bitch but I wanted to protect my own heart, my own mental health, my own wellbeing you jackass.” You panted finishing your speech looking at the man you have had feelings for like two year now.
“Fuck baby girl do you know how long I have wanted to hear those words.” He questions pulling you close to him. Kissing you has been on his mind for a while now but just watching you so passionate about your feelings he couldn’t wait he had to taste you now. You lips met each other in the middle and as soon as they touch butterflies spread across your stomach causing your heartbeat to rise. Kissing him for a while felt wonderful and as you pulled away for a breath he pulled you further into the kiss trapping you between him and the couch.
Twisting your hands into his soft hair you started pulling the strands causing him to groan into the kiss causing you to giggle finally pulling away panting like you haven’t had oxygen in a while. “Wow.” You both whispered out giggling as you release your tight hold on each other. “Sorry for being an asshole and not realising you had feelings for me sooner.” He whispered into your neck. “Sorry for being a bitch and not realising you also had feelings for me.” You whispered back with a light giggle as he nipped your neck pulling you onto his lap as he sat down on the couch to get comfortable.     
“Sorry for the slap by the way.” You apologised giving him a shy smile. “No problem baby girl. I deserved it.” He replied with a teasing smirk causing you to smack him lightly on the arm. “And you are right about that just so that you know. I just did not want to admit it.” You whispered into his neck causing him to groan out. “Sweetheart you are going to be the fucking death of me.” He said laying down on the couch pulling you with him tickling your side as you went down. Which quickly turned into a moan as he sucked on your sweet spot on the side of your neck.
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“You think they are okay in there? It’s been quiet for a while now.” your mom questioned the red haired man she was about to marry. “Either they are kissing or they killed each other.” He teased your mother with a smile pulling her into a hug. “Don’t worry baby. I know they will be okay Touya won’t actually do anything to her he has liked her for a while now.” Enji said with a small grin and she blushed smiling at her future husband. “Yeah I think Y/N has feelings for him as well.” As they heard a quiet moan they looked at each other.
“Okay! I think is about time we start getting ready.” Enji said looking at his almost wife with a soft smile. “See you at the end of the aisle baby.” He whispered into her ear causing her to let out a quiet chuckle. “See you there honey I will be the one in a white dress.” She teased him back but as they heard another moan louder this time they pulled away with a shocked look on their faces. “Maybe that help them a little bit too much.” Your mother grimaced both turning around to walk to their respective rooms.
“See you later baby.” He said as she walked into her room. “See you later.” She repeated with a small smile before closing the door grinning leaning against the door. She could really not wait to meet him at the end of that aisle later that afternoon but first she has to get ready. Hopefully you will be back soon to get ready with the rest of them.
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whoreanghae · 2 years
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snowstorm ; chwe hansol
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genre - friends to lovers, stuck together, theres only one bed trope (if u squint)
wordcount - 2.1k
disclaimers - lowercase was on purpose, fic under the cut ofc!
a/n - another friends to lovers sorry i just will forever love this trope so much, also the fts highlight medley is SOOOO good shadow is my song i think. i just finished this and its currently 5am so i apologize for any issues <3<3<3 enjoy
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as draining as it was, you always found each day filled with classes to be somewhat rewarding at the end of the day, even if said reward was knowing it was your last class before the weekend. as you unlocked the door to your apartment, all you could think of was spending the next two days ignoring the pile of homework and assignments you have to work on. you made a beeline straight for your sofa as you toss your bag onto your kitchen table. you relax for 30 seconds, eyes closed, soaking in the artificial light from the lamp plugged in next to you. that is, until the trill of your phone ringing snaps you out of your trance. you pick it up, not bothering to open your eyes.
“hey,” you said, sounding more tired than expected. the voice on the other side sounded slightly more awake than you did. “are you done with your last class? if so what are you doing right now?” all the questions were enough to wake you up from your daze.
“i just walked in the door like 2 minutes ago, and i am actually free!” it was rare that yours and vernon’s schedules matched up. between his promotions and practicing, and your university lectures and assignments, it was proven difficult to find time to spend with eachother. thats why whenever possible, you would both be open to doing the most mundane of things together. whether it be running errands or just watching some random netflix show and eating popcorn. you both found comfort in the relaxed nature of it all. it was very you.
“wanna go get coffee?” he said, already expecting a yes. and of course, he got the answer he expected. “of course i do, and im buying this time! you paid for mine last time, now its my turn.” your smile could be heard through your voice. “fine, but im ordering the cheapest thing on the menu!” you rolled your eyes. vernon was always adamant on people not spending money on him, but you always evaded that rule whenever you could. 
you groaned sarcastically, making vernon chuckle. “alright, im on my way now, be ready or else im never taking you anywhere ever again.” you giggled as you stood up, throwing your jacket back over your shoulders. “you’d never last a week without me.” you said tauntingly. vernon couldnt help but smile. your friendship had always been like this, constant teasing and sarcasm. “shut up, get ready. he said, trying to suppress the smile growing on his face. “i will, see you soooon.” vernon mumbled a bye as he hung up the phone and you grabbed your phone and your wallet from your bag.
you slid into the passenger seat of vernons car and brushed the snow off of your jacket. “god, was anyone expecting this storm? its crazy out here.” vernon laughed at how shocked you were that it was snowing in the middle of january. “apparently its supposed to get worse, but i wont let that get in between us seeing each other for the first time in a week.” he smiled over at you as he put the car in drive and left the parking lot of your apartment complex. you looked over at him and the small smile he has on his face whenever you look at him. he always looks so content in your presence, as you feel the same in his. you watched him maneuver around the roads, mesmerized by his actions. he soon spoke, breaking you out of your daydream. 
“oh, i have to stop by the practice room really quick, is that okay?” you nodded. “im just tagging along, i dont care where we end up.” you said with a smile. vernon pulled into the parking lot of the building and opened his door, stepping out into the snow. he watched as you got out of his car and screwed up your nose at the fluffy flakes falling all around you, slowly getting more and more heavy as the snow piled in the streets and lots around you. 
you followed vernon into the elevator as he pressed the button leading up to the floor of seventeen’s practice rooms. you had been there a couple times, just for visits or bringing them snacks and drinks for motivation. the elevator ride was quiet. it was a comfortable silence, the low hum of the elevator music filling the air as you and vernon basked in each others company. the elevator beeped as the doors opened and you both walked down the hallway leading to their practice room. it was growing late, and the worsening weather outside caused the building to be somewhat of a ghost town. usually bustling with people working and hanging out, it was quiet and tranquil. you reached the end of the hallway as vernon used his keycard to unlock the door.
with a beep from the keycard scanner, vernon opened the door and you followed behind him as he walked into the large open room. he walked towards the cabinet where they put all of their personal items as they practice and pulled out a navy blue hoodie and a black beanie. he held them in his arms as he spun around to face you. “ready to go?” he said, walking towards the door. you hesitate before speaking up. “maybe we can stay here for a bit? wait for the storm to die down a little.” vernon quirked an eyebrow before shrugging. “sounds like a plan. come sit.” he walked to the corner of the room, where two black beanbags sat next to each other. as you both sat down, vernon gasped and jumped back up and half-ran to the other side of the room, where the entertainment system was. you laughed to yourself at his urgency. after a second, vernons playlist was playing quietly through the speakers around the room. he smiled as we walked back over to where you sat, fondly admiring his every move. 
you and vernon had sat in the practice room talking for over an hour. you had both honestly lost track of time. he checked the time, 10:27pm. you both quickly realized that your usual cafe had closed half an hour ago. he sighed, apologizing to you for not being able to get coffee like he had planned. “vern, i dont care what we do, as long as we get to catch up.” he scrolled on his phone, eyebrows furrowed, not replying to what you had said. you could tell he was trying to figure something out. you leaned towards him, furrowing your own eyebrows as well. “whats wrong?” he looked up at you as he turned his phone to show you an article stating that all roads in your area had closed due to the force of the storm. your jaw dropped as you made eye contact with vernon, and you both started laughing at the irony of it all. you dont see each other for over a week, and suddenly you’ll be stuck together for the foreseeable future.
the article that you and vernon had read stated that it can be expected for roads to stay closed until the morning, so you both decided that it was in your best interest to settle in to stay in the practice room for the night. “wait, i think it’s right… here!” vernon opened and closed cabinets in the practice room until he found the one he was looking for. inside the cabinet, there was a white blanket neatly folded and a white pillow on the shelf above it. “excuse me for asking, but why do you guys have a blanket and pillow in your practice room?” you couldnt help but laugh. the thought of someone needing a nap mid practice was the most seventeen thing you could think of. “well one time hoshi got locked out of the dorms so from that day on he kept supplies here just in case it happened again.” of course it was hoshi.
you both retreated back to the beanbags after finding the blanket and setting it aside. neither of you were tired, so you stayed up talking in the hopes that the storm would subside and the roads would miraculously open back up again. you talked and talked until the clock hit 2am and you both couldnt finish a sentence without yawning. vernon walked over to where he had layed the blanket and pillow on the counter, and brought it over and put both in your lap. “why are you giving it to me? you need to sleep too.” you picked it up and tried to pass it to him but he lightly pushed your hands away. “ill be fine, i want you to be comfortable.” you frowned at vernon, insisting on him taking it from you. vernon gave in, taking the stack from you and settling in. as he unfolded the blanket, he opened his arms. you quirked an eyebrow, confused as to what he was doing. “listen, im not gonna be the only one sleeping with a blanket. come here.” you stood up and walked over, inserting yourself into the space he had made for you under the blanket. the two of you had been friends for a while, but you had never been this close before. you expected it to be awkward, but it was surprisingly natural to both of you. your head rested on the pillow as vernons eyes fluttered shut, his long eyelashes laying softly on his cheeks. you admired his features, before closing your own eyes in case he feels you staring at him. soon, you were lulled to sleep by vernons soft breaths against your forehead. 
you woke up with one of vernons arms lazily draped across your hip, and your legs intertwined together as an attempt to create the illusion of the beanbag you slept on having more room than it does. judging by his slow breaths and steady heartbeat, he was still asleep. there were no windows in their performance room, so you had to crane your neck to locate the clock on the wall and find out how early or late you woke up. 9:03am. it was still early enough to let vernon sleep instead of disturbing his peace. you turned your head back to his sleeping figure. the light snores coming from him would annoy anyone else, but to you they were endearing. everything about vernon was this way to you. everything he did was perfect. you adored vernon, but had never seen him as anything other than a friend. as you lay here, limbs connected and the fading scent of his cologne lingering around you, you wonder if you had ever seen him as just a friend. what if you had been repressing the feelings you had? what if seeing him like this, so peaceful and vulnerable, had awakened something? what if-
your train of thought was brought to an end when an arm squeezed around your waist and a face was buried into your neck. you smiled a wide smile. “good morning sleepyhead.” you ran a hand through vernons messy hair as he groaned a “morning” into your skin. you sat like that for a minute, even closer to each other, until he leaned back and rubbed his eyes. “what time is it?” he said, his voice deep and laced with sleep. “its 9 oclock.” you couldnt help but smile at him. you rarely saw vernon early in the morning, only on times when you both made all day plans instead of impromptu ones. he yawned as he asked, “have you seen if the roads have opened yet?” you shook your head. “i couldnt reach my phone, its over on the shelf and you looked too comfy, i didnt want to disturb you.” the tips of his ears turned pink as he rolled over slightly and stretched to reach his phone. he rested his phone on your hip as he tried to find an update. you let your head fall to the pillow again, lightly closing your eyes as vernon scrolled through news sites.
“oh, it looks like theyre back open!” vernon said, slowly waking up, “you ready to go?” you didnt bother to open your eyes, just shook your head. “lets stay here a little longer. this beanbag is comfier than i thought.” you smiled as you heard his phone hit the table and his arm returned to its previous place around your hip. vernon pulled you closer, not saying another word.
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dramioneasks · 25 days
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I remember a fic where draco and hermione are working on a potion and it smtg happened, they got stuck together (i think their soul if im not mistaken?) like they cant be apart for too long or it’ll hurt?
Does this fic sound familiar to you?
Sounds like this minus the soulmates part:
Magnetic Attraction By: cleotheo - T, 13 Chapters - An accident in charms leaves Hermione and Draco unable to move more than a few feet away from each other. As they learn to live in such close proximity they also start to develop a romantic relationship.
-Lisa
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We’re all in this together. Stuck Together | @monthly-challenge
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blackrosesandwhump · 2 years
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Whump Prompt 67
Write something inspired by this scenario:
Whumper and whumpee get stuck inside together during a huge storm; whumper gets very sick and has no choice but to rely on whumpee for help, and in the process whumpee becomes the whumper.
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Snowed In With You: Chapter One
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Mark Lee x Fem!Reader
Synopsis: You and the boys set off on your road trip to Chenle's cabin, and when you finally arrive, rooms are assigned. Chenle, realizing that there are lot's of things he needs to make this trip perfect, takes some of the boys on a grocery run, leaving you and Mark alone.
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"Where's my coffee!?" Jaemin whines towards the front of the car, he and I being seated in the last row of the van.
"Here take it! Shut up now." Renjun yells back as he passes the drink to Jisung, who's sitting in between Chenle and Jeno. Jisung then hands it to Jaemin.
Jaemin relaxes in his seat as he begins sipping on his deadly eight-shot americano. He holds the cup with two hands like a baby would a bottle, "Do you want some?" he asks me with wide eyes, angling the cup towards me.
"I'll pass, Jaem. Thanks though." I give him a smile that he returns, happily going back to his drink. Mark chuckles from where he sits on the other side of me.
I sit scrolling through my phone as some Michael Jackson song plays in the background, "The driver gets full aux privileges" Haechan had said when we first got into the car. We've been driving for about two hours now. What Chenle had failed to mention when he was promoting this lovely holiday trip was that his cabin was four hours away from Seoul. Four. Hours. Four hours of listening to Renjun and Haechan's endless bickering from the front seat; four hours of listening to Chenle and Jisung's bickering from the second row; and four hours of Jaemin resting his head on my shoulder, babbling on about anything and everything as he experiences his caffeine high. Occasionally reaching in front of him to bother Jeno, who's sitting quietly, playing a mobile game.
Suddenly curious, I peek next to me at Mark's phone, wanting to see what his car ride pastime is. He's typing something, it appears to be a poem of some sort, but before I can read it, he's closing the tab and going to scroll though his Instagram. My eyes quickly move back to my own phone screen, worried that he might've caught me snooping. The way that he leans closer to me and cocks his head as he looks at my phone screen lets me know that he did, "Sorry," I say softly, my embarrassment clear.
"Don't be, you're totally fine. Some people just can't control their nosiness, you know my friend Johnny is like that." Mark gives me a teasing smile, his playfulness clear on his face. I scrunch my nose as I look away from him, busying myself with something else.
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"I love the smell of money!" Renjun says as we enter the Zhong cabin. High ceilings, with windows that reach them all the way from the floor; huge leather couches; a perisan silk rug that certainly cost more than my rent. The thought of spilling something on any of the furniture here terrifies me. I halfway expect a maid to come out of the shadows, accompanied by bellhops offering to take our luggage to our rooms.
"Me too!" Haechan chimes in as he drops his bags and launches himself onto the couch.
"I'm glad you guys like it," Chenle says as if there was any doubt in his mind. How could anyone dislike this? "There's four rooms down here and three upstairs. Y/N will have her own room of course, so one of you guys will have to share." Chenle explains.
"How about you and Jisung share?" Jeno offers. Renjun and Haechan nod their heads at that.
"You know I like the way you think." Renjun says, squeezing Jeno's shoulders.
"If you think his brain's so sexy then you guys can share a room." Jisung replies.
"I second that notion. I'm obviously getting my own room, seeing that it's my cabin and all."
"And so it was written," Mark says, "I call upstairs."
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A view hours have passed since we've gotten here, and we have all been unpacked. Haechan and Renjun & Jeno taking the other rooms upstairs, while Chenle, Jisung, Jaemin, and I take the ones downstairs.
My room is massive, far too big to be occupied by just one person. The thought of this house being empty for most of the year is insane, if I was Chenle, I'd convince my family to rent it out during the year.
"Are there any streamers here?" Chenle yells from down the hall, I peek out of my room to see him rummaging through the shelves of the hall closet.
"I love how you're asking us when this is your house," Renjun yells from the living room.
"Shouldn't you know what's in your own house, Chenle?" Jisung adds.
"You should really know what's in the house and what's not before just you go around inviting people," Haechan scuffs loudly as if Chenle has just asked the most ridiculous question in the world.
"Why are you guys attacking him like that, stop it" Mark laughs as he comes down the stairs.
"They're so mean to me Mark, do you see how they treat me?" Chenle puts on a huge pout, sniffling dramatically.
"Aww, poor baby," Jeno says as he comes over to Chenle and rests his head on his chest, "It's gonna be okay, we'll get you some streamers. Anything else you need?"
Chenle wanted to have two parties over the course of this trip: one for Christmas, and one for New Years. And yet he made no arrangements to get any decorations beforehand.
"Cookie mix, snacks, confetti canons, and all the things for Christmas dinner," Chenle lists off his holiday necessities.
"I need markers, " Renjun yells.
"I want ice cream" says Jaemin as if it isn't 30°F outside.
"Skis."
Everyone's head snaps to Jisung. "You came on a ski trip without having skis?" I ask him.
"I didn't know what kind to get," He defends.
"Well I'm only getting the things that I need, so anything extra you'll have to get yourselves. I'm leaving in five." Chenle goes to living room to retrieve his coat and hat before making his way towards the door.
"Wait for me!" Jisung says.
"Me too." Renjun adds.
Jaemin grabs Jeno's hand and leads him out the door with him, despite Jeno not expressing need for anything. Haechan gets up from where he sits on the couch as well.
"Haechan, where are you going?" Mark asks.
"I want an adventure," Haechan spreads his arms out as he walks out the door, closing it behind him.
"Guess it's just us, then," Mark sits down where Haechan was previously sat and looks over at me.
"Yep, just us..." I cross my hands behind my back as I look back at him, rocking back and forth on the balls of my feet. We stare at each other for a moment, neither of us quite knowing what to do next. We both seem so cautious for some reason.
All of a sudden, Mark breaks the eye contact, and I can't tell if that makes things more or less awkward. He turns on the TV and flips through the stations a bit before deciding that nothing better was on than the evening news, "I'm sure they won't be gone long."
Prologue ⇐ ➠ Chapter 2
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hate it when that happens!
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Fighting game brainrot makes me think back to the fighting game ocs
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harmonyandco · 1 year
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Harry and Hermione are buried alive in a landslide together. They can't get at their wands, but have enough wandless magic to make sure they have enough oxygen. They can talk with each other, which is a good thing because that's all they can do while they wait for a rescue.
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lathalea · 2 years
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For the imagine ask game…
My character of choice is Thorin. 👀 My apple pies are the best 🥧 and I love to listen to heavy metal.
🍒 (Cabin in the woods! Thorin lost his way and we have to stay the night 🤣) and a everybody lives AU.
Thank you so much 🥺☺️❤️. This made my day!
Hi @xxbyimm! Remember your ask? I’m back with your imagine! Sorry it took me a while... but now you’re getting not only an Everybody Lives AU, but also a Modern AU. Enjoy!
🍒 - Stuck Together with Thorin, Everybody Lives AU
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You went for a weekend hike into the mountains. Just the nature, blue sky and the trail ahead. At first everything was perfect.
But then it turned out that the trail was really badly marked and for some reason your phone’s battery died so you couldn’t even check where you should be going. You stood at a fork in the forest path, wondering whether you should turn right or left. 
Then another hiker came. He was handsome, with a mane of dark hair and a short beard. And those blue eyes…! He stopped there as well, so you asked him for help. At first, there was a frown on his face, but then he said he knew the way and, reluctantly, he agreed to lead the way to the mountaintop since he was going there too. Oh, and he told you that his name was Thorin, muttering something about his family’s Viking ancestors.
You thanked him for his offer and soon you continued on the trail together. Thorin wasn’t much of a talker, he mostly communicated with grunts or two-syllable words at best and it was clear he didn’t hold people like you, “a city girl” in high regard. What a grump! But you tried to ignore it and hoped you’d soon get to that mountaintop and each of you would go your separate ways. There was one good thing about this - walking behind him made you admire his, well, very nicely tailored hiking trousers. For aesthetic purposes only, of course.
Anyway, you both walked, walked, and walked and… there was no mountaintop in sight. It was getting dark when it became clear that you weren’t anywhere near your destination. You confronted Thorin about this and he finally admitted that he may have lost his way. Twice. He took two wrong turns on the way and now you were stuck somewhere in the forest away from civilization. And he had the audacity to say it was all your fault, your constant blabbering about pretty flowers, trees, and cute animals made him distracted, apparently. Needless to say, you were furious and weren’t shy about telling him what you thought. Loudly.
You were both standing there, shouting at each other, when suddenly rain started pouring down from the sky. First you hid under a tree, but it didn’t help much. You had to find a better shelter before you drowned in that deluge… or got eaten by wild animals. You could have sworn that you heard something that sounded like a bear’s roar somewhere nearby. You started walking faster.
It was almost completely dark when Thorin pointed ahead. A small, wooden cabin stood there. Just what you needed! You both quickly got inside to escape the rain, your clothes soaking wet.
It turned out that the cabin was empty, but you found a message from the owner inviting you to use it in need. Yes, you were definitely in need, you had to sleep somewhere, your clothes needed drying and this place had a nice fireplace, so why not?
As Thorin started working on starting the fire, you changed into dry clothes you had in your backpack and realized two things. One: you were really hungry and there wasn’t much food left in your backpack. Two: this place had only one bed.
You and Thorin were borderline ignoring each other, your anger still fresh, but you appreciated the warmth and coziness created by the fire. After rummaging through the pantry, you found – among other things – some flour, sugar, and quite a few apples. It’s been a while since you’ve made one of your legendary apple pies. You decided to bake it, but only because you felt like this and totally not because you were trying to show Thorin that a city girl like you could cook and survive in the wilderness without any problems even with a grump like him.
When the apple pie was ready, you put it on the table and heard how Thorin’s belly rumbled. No wonder, the cake smelled wonderful. Stifling a smile, you offered him a generous portion as an olive branch. Perhaps he was a grump, but he managed to chop some wood in the meantime so you wouldn’t freeze in the night. He deserved some food, too.
Thorin muttered a “thanks” and you started eating. At one point, his eyes fell on your t-shirt (the dry one) and he asked you whether that Amon Amarth logo was just a fashion statement. You rolled your eyes and explained that no, you got this t-shirt at a concert because you happen to love the band, and that actually the “Jomsviking” album is not as bad as they say!
Then Thorin asked you what you thought of “Twilight of the Thunder God”, their other album, and before you knew it, you were throwing song titles and band names at each other. Who would have thought that a grumpy hiker like him would know so much about heavy metal? And not only that! He also knew all about Amon Amarth’s inspirations from the Lord of the Rings that happened to be one of your – and Thorin’s – favorite books! You both agreed that it was a shame that Tolkien hadn’t written any more books of Middle Earth.
Since Thorin seemed to have a decent taste, you decided to forgive him his earlier grumpiness, at least a bit. You actually spent a really nice evening with him, talking about everything and nothing, while rain kept falling outside.  He told you about his family – his sister and two teenage nephews, and you told him a bit about yourself.
When it was time to go to sleep, he said you’d take the bed while he’d sleep on the floor. You refused – the bed wasn’t that narrow, there was only one blanket, and the floor was hard and dirty. Besides, you both were adults, what could go wrong?
Thorin and you managed to somehow fit in the bed, even though he took much more space – he probably got all those muscles from hiking. But it was sort of pleasant to fall asleep next to him, sharing body warmth and listening to the falling rain.
In the night, you had the weirdest of dreams. You dreamed of Thorin, but in your dream, he had a golden and black crown on his head, he wore opulent robes and sat on a green marble throne. As you approached him, he stood up, walked towards you, took you into his arms and murmured: “I have been waiting for you, my queen.” And then he kissed you tenderly.
You woke up suddenly only to see that Thorin’s eyes were already open. You could still feel the taste of his lips. In a low voice, he said: “I just had a feeling as if I knew you from somewhere.”
“That’s funny,” you replied, moving closer to him, “because I have exactly the same feeling.”  
Your fingers intertwined with his and this time you were the one who kissed him. Your kiss was both tender and unhurried, but that was precisely what you needed. A handsome man who perhaps was a grump, but turned out to be a good kisser. Besides, you weren’t in a hurry. The mountaintop could wait.
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Leo trapped in the Prison Dimension au part two
Warning: brief mention of self harm
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“Huh,” he says absentmindedly, “Would you look at that?”
Leo’s not sure what he’s feeling as he puts his hand on his hips, leaning against a broken cross beam and stares.
It just kind of feels ridiculous. Well. He feels ridiculous. This should probably be something celebratory? Maybe he’s just not really processing it.
“Pest,” that voice calls again and Pest- No. He’s Leo. He’s cut that name into his arm multiple times already- Leo turns his head towards his brainiac roommate, “What has your non-existent braincells perceived this time?”
Leo hums, “Have you ever tried gardening in here?”
The Kraang looks puzzled, the robotic head of the body he resides in turning towards the room the turtle is staring at.
“…”
They both simply stare at the small tiny green leaves of a plant, growing in a dimension that should not have life.
“…Interesting,” the Kraang says finally, clearly having forgotten to be antagonistic, “This hasn’t happened before. What has it been feeding from? It couldn’t be a sort of matter of mine. Or something decomposing. After all once you’re trapped here this place typically doesn’t allow the continuing cycle of life-“
Leo hums as the other starts to ramble. On days he forgets to hate the other he almost finds the others tendency to do this soothing. Reminds him of….
Of… purple…. No. Donnie.
“-Maybe it’s because of you.”
Leo tilts his head, “Not that I know much about plants but hasn’t it been too long since I’ve been here for this to… sprout now?”
Kraang seems to consider this. Leo realizes that the true miracle is them having a normal conversation here rather than the fact that a new form of life is sprouting in the prison dimension.
“You’re Ninpo,” the other says, “Whenever we have our bouts your ninpo tends to end up going all over the place. I suspect that should be at least part of the cause.”
“Huh. Could be it….” They’ve been fighting almost non stop with rare breaks like this for…
“How long it’s been again?”
“It would be 50 years since you’ve been here now.”
“Glad I haven’t lost my figure.”
The brain rolls it’s eyes.
“Maybe it will grow bigger another 50 years later in here,” Leo continues, “Maybe it will be a whole tree. Or flower.”
“If it’s a flower it would wilt by then.”
“We will see.”
The Kraang turns towards him, looking him over.
“So you’ve truly accept being entrapped here.”
Leo looks at him.
“You’re losing your sanity,” Kraang continues, unheeding of him, “I saw you scratch your name against your arm multiple times. How long before you forget the rest of your family? How long before you forget the reason you trapped yourself here?”
There is a sharp and wicked grin on the others disgusting, squishy face.
“You will break.”
“We will see,” Leo repeats his previous statement.
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