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jqyszn · 9 months

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Like what you see?💤

paring: dom!bestfriend!sunghoon x sub!fem!reader

genre: smut, friends to lovers (mdni !!)

summary: in which you come home to find your best friend getting off, weird but it's natural right? not until you heard him calling out for you.

warnings: smut ofc, masturbating, unprotected sex (don’t be a prick, wrap your dick!!) , panty stealing… riding, body worship, fingering, biting, degradation, spitting, marking, squirting, profanity, dirty talk, pet names (slut, cum dump, princess), breeding kink, sunghoon is a perv,, this is honestly just pure filth too😭 (Imk if i missed anything!!)

wc: 1.5k (1,597)

a/n: this is my first fic (😭) i apologize in advance for the cringe wattpad like writing,, also english isn’t my first language so please ignore any grammar mistakes <3 i hope u guys enjoy and im so sorry for the wait like i don’t know why it took me like three weeks to make a 1.5k fic😭😭😭 i promise for my other works they will be more hastily written🩷🩷

taglist: @lelelelelelenim @iamkali @jjonghoonist @ramenoil @deobitifull @velathaheigeros @enhaz1 @thinaswreck @heeseungsslutt @cherriruto @yohanabanana @hvnyujiq @fightqueen @parkhonnie (some of the tags aren’t working so i’m so deeply sorry for everyone who asked and isn’t here </3)

“can i come over?” you read the writing on your phone as you best friend sunghoon messaged you. “yea, sure :) i’m still at work though but you have the extra key anyway.” you replied to him putting down your phone and typing away at your computer. your phone buzzes once again but desperate to rest, you ignore it and continue working.

on the other hand, sunghoon is at your door in a heartbeat. he unlocks the door with ease, walking in, the smell of you instantly hitting him. he inhaled your lingering scent as he closes his eyes imagining him nuzzling into your neck, pounding into you, taking in the smell of your natural perfume. “fuck.” sunghoon groans as his cock starts to feel heavy.

he makes his way towards your room, your scent growing more intense as he groans internally. “what are you doing to me y/n?” he thinks about his morals for a minute before diving into your laundry basket, picking up a used lace thong. he curses at himself but he doesn’t stop. instead he goes on your bed and propped himself up nice and pretty.

he holds your panty in his left hand bringing it closer to his face as he takes a fat whiff of you as he threw his head back. his other hand starts palming his refined boner as he continues sniffing at your undergarment. he pulls down his sweats down to his knees along with his boxers, freeing his hardened member. “oh god..” he grunts as he drapes your thong over his leaking, pink tip. staining it with his glossy precum.

unbeknownst to him, you’re already back home taking off you heels. “hoon?” you call out neatly tucking away your shoes as you make your way to your room. “fuck yes y/n, you’re taking my cock in so good~” did you hear that right? you stopped in your tracks thinking there must be someone else in your room. scared, you peep your head in your doorway, looking ahead into your room.

and to your surprise, it’s sunghoon. pumping his cock furiously, his eyebrows furrowed, lip bitten, hair sticking to his sweaty forehead and your thong over his length. fuck he looked so hot. you always had a thing for sunghoon but not wanting to ruin your friendship, you kept it to yourself and your trusted diary. you can’t help but clamp your legs together, almost moaning at the sight.

you decided to test your faith, so you walked over infront of your bed. “shit y/n! your pussy is so fucking tight princess!” sunghoon whimpers out, he opens his eyes only to see you. standing infront of him, arms crossed and face flushed with a crimson tone. “like what you see doll?” sunghoon smirks not showing one bit of embarrassment. instead, a sense of pride.

“i.. uhm..” you stutter shocked by the lack of embarrassment he showed on his face. “you love it huh? watching your best friend fuck himself with your skimpy thong? huh? look at you. i bet you’re all soaking wet from watching me pump my cock for you isn’t that right, slut?” he whispered, walked over to you, leaning down into your ear moaning playfully as he nibble on your earlobe.

“ahh.. hoon..” you whimper at his words, his hands trailing up and down your body stopping where you wanted him the most. “shit. no panties? do you really are just a slutty whore aren’t you? practically begging any man to cream your pussy right? you better fucking stop. because this tight, wet, creamy cunt is all mine. understood?” he degrades as he slaps your warmth, making you jerk forward as you nod your head in response.

“use your words doll. you know i hate stupid little whores.” he orders rubbing circles into your clit making you moan and clinging onto sunghoon’s broad shoulders. “you’re gonna let me breed your sopping pussy yeah? fill you up with my babies to show everyone who you belong to right?” he mutters over your neck, sucking and biting marks all over your neck. “yes hoon.. i’m all yours.” you finally managed to moan out.

“good girl.. now come here.” sunghoon ordered as he picked you up effortlessly, slamming you down on his lap earning a yelp from you. “may i?” he asks for your consent before stripping you to which you consented. “oh fuck doll, you’re gorgeous.” sunghoon admires your soft skin, rolling his fingers over your nipples licking his lips. “feels good hoon~” you whine out bucking your hips into his. “i know pretty girl..” he coos a finger teasing at your wet hole, him waiting for a reaction.

“hoon please.. i want you.” you whimper grinding on his fingers as he smiles in satisfaction. “beg for it then. tell me how much you want me to fuck you dumb.” he grins looking down at you and watching your face contort from the feeling of his long and slender fingers sliding into your core. “i want you to fuck me until i can’t walk anymore.. i need your cum in me hoon. i need it so so bad!” you squeal at the sensation of his fingers going in and out of my sopping cunt. wet, gushing sounds reverberating around the room. “good girl..” he grunts, speeding up his pace.

you feel a familiar knot in your abdomen, panting uncontrollably as you arch your back, “fuck hoon i’m close..!” you whimper, him smirking back at your call as he continues to finger you in the ‘come here’ motion. “cum for me then slut.” he commands as you release on his fingers. the sight was so dirty, your squirt soaking his fingers and your sheets, his mouth sucking your juices off you and you arching your back, your mouth forming an ‘o’ shape.

“fuck,, you’re such a slut huh?” he teases, pulling his digits out of you and shoves them in your mouth. “now suck.” he commands, to which you obey. swirling your tongue around his fingers coating them in your saliva. his cock twitches at the sight, sunghoon wanted to absolute ruin you.

sunghoon sat comfortably on the bed patting his bare thighs, “come here.” he commanded, smirking at you. “what are you waiting for? is it because i’m not heeseung?” he gritted his teeth, the flashback of you giving heeseung a lap dance engraved in his mind wishing it was him you were grinding all up on. “no.. it’s not that” you mutter out quietly, crawling to sunghoon straddling him.

“what is it then? hm?” he caressed your thighs softly, looking at you expectantly. “it’s just.. i’ve been waiting for this since we became friends hoon..” you ground your hips down on his throbbing length, smiling at him softly. His eyes darkened at your words as he tightened his grip on your hips, pushing you down onto his lap roughly, feeling your wet pussy sliding along his engorged cock. "oh is that so? enjoying yourself aren’t you?" he smirked at you once again.

He grabs you by the hair and pulls your face close to his, thrusting his tongue into your mouth, kissing you with a deep passion as his cock twitches against your slick hot cunt. you kiss him back passionately moaning into the kiss. “trust me doll, you’re gonna forget who heeseung even is after i fuck you dumb.” he growls as he grabbed onto your hips pulling you towards himself forcefully slamming his cock deep inside your tiny hole stretching it wide "fuck... yes.... fuck..!" he grunts.

“you’re so fucking big hoon~!” you whine out watching him slowly thrust in and out of you. “i know doll, i know.” he replies cockily while grunts he slams himself against you harder, grabbing your breasts roughly and squeezing them, feeling your nipples get rock hard under his fingers as he continued to slam into you, using you like a toy as he pounded you relentlessly. you moan his name like a mantra, completely fucked out.

“yeah that’s it. moan my name like a whore. you’re all mine understand?” he glared at you waiting for your answer. “yes hoon! i’m all yours!” you pant out, bouncing up and down on his girthy cock, your cunt convulsing around his length. he smirked proudly, thrusting himself deeper inside you until he was buried completely within you. "that's right, doll. cum all over my fucking dick." He whispered huskily, grabbing onto your hips tightly as he began pounding away at you mercilessly, driving you crazy with desire.

“shit hoon i’m cumming!” you scream, feeling yourself come undone. a thick, creamy gloss ring coats the base of his dick, dripping down onto his thighs. “can i cum in you doll?” he asks for permission as you nod your head, “yes yes yes! cum in me sunghoon! i want your load in me so bad!” you beg, your body shaking from the stimulation your yet receiving.

“so fucking good, all wet and creamy all just for me.” he grunts as he finally shoots his milky, thick load inside of you. guiding your hips as he rides out his high. he pulls out of you, you whining at the emptiness. “look. watch my seed drip out of you.” he orders as you watch his gooey cum trickle from your well fucked hole down onto the sheets.

“are you gonna give me aftercare or are you gonna be a dickhead?” you cocked an eyebrow

“only if you be mine forever.” he smirked jokingly, getting towels to clean you off.

“i’ve always been yours.”

#enhypen #enhypen smut #sunghoon #sunghoon smut #park sunghoon #park sunghoon smut #smut #enhypen hard hours #sunghoon fic #kpop smut

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whencartoonsruletheworld · 2 years

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concept worlds for kingdom hearts 4

hocus pocus

owl house, this is where sora and riku kiss

high school musical

sofia the first

american dragon: jake long

robin hood: furry edition

cars. people who know the breeds of cars what car would sora be

diary of a wimpy kid

dinosaur. @patema-introverted what dinos would sora donald and goofy become

or the good dinosaur. sora is still human but donald and goofy transform and he thinks it’s very funny how big they are

home on the range would also be really really funny

phineas & ferb

they go to neverland again but this time they get turned into fairies and we do one of the tinkerbell movies/books

then they turn into toys again and they’re like “oh we’re in the toybox??” and then doc mcstuffins walks in

quadratum turns out to literally be the enchanted world

donald takes the gang to duckburg and webby kicks sora in the face cause she doesn’t know what a human is

lilo & stitch and kairi adopts one of the experiments

the haunted mansion come on where is it

mysterious benedict society. somehow

amphibia but during season one, anne starts crying because “finally another fucking human” while goofy and hop pop spiderman point at each other

the rescuers but it’s them having to save sora’s ass

the moon, della is there

they end up in storybrooke with new names and identities and xion “probably immune to amnesia at this point” has to travel down to fucking maine and slap some sense into them

percy fucking jackson

jungle book and sora is like “for some reason mowgli sounds a lil bit like me that’s kinda fucked up”

tangled the series, cassandra summons a keyblade

mira: royal detective

club penguin

kairi ends up in the princess protection program

this one is technically a legit suggestion but like. i NEED them to go into raya and be like “yea we’re looking for a princess of heart” “you mean raya??” “...no?” “she’s the only princess of hea– namaari? do you want her gf??” “what is happening”

song of the south and mickey is literally forcing everyone out of the live-action segments “LET’S GO ON SPLASH MOUNTAIN INSTEAD HUH”

teen beach movie

figment ride

wander over yonder

the black cauldron but the characters look and act more like their book counterparts which confuses legions of adults

disney decides to assert its dominance over 20th century fox by putting anastasia in here, confusing legions of more children

lion king 2

#kingdom hearts #kingdom hearts 4 #kh4 #kh #disney #mine

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rebelcharmings · 10 months

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🪞🫶💕📍 RAAAAAAAAAAHHHH

hello gummy !!!!

🪞 which character is most like you and why?

oh this is a tough one right off the bat…. i’m probably gonna go with lizzie not Just bc she’s my fav character but actually there’s probably a good reason for that . i also kinda have a temper i try to control. and also my fav colour is red. yea see we’re practically the same person. also i like to be dramatic just for the lols

🫶 otp?

ohhh if you’ve seen enough of my posts u already know this . DIZZIE. AKA DARING AND LIZZIE. AKA THE ONE CANON SHIP THAT HAD SOO MUCH POTENTIAL BUT DIDNT GO ANYWHERE!!! if you’ve read the wonderlandiful world book you’ll especially understand where i’m coming from. literally even a snippet of it is in my header. it’s just sooo!!! idk!! i like the drama of everyone expecting daring to be with apple or at the very least a “Proper Princess”.. but here comes this wonderlandian princess who threatens to chop people’s heads off and there is just . Hearts in his eyes (pun intended). he’s completely smitten. and lizzie is just like Ugh this guy again but secretly finds him intriguing and likes the fact he likes Her for Her. my fav ship dynamic. obviously not biased but i think it’s the best out of the daring ships mainly bc i cant personally imagine cerise being attracted to men and i already told my thoughts on darabella.. i have many more thoughts on dizzie i should probably make a post on that.

this ship is just so criminally underrated there’s rlly not enough fics on this. i have soo many unfinished dizzie fics that will hopefully one day see the light.. who knows

💕 any other character dynamics you like (family, friends, ships)?

oh u already know what i’m gonna say. CHARMING SIBLINGS!!!! the books especially portray their dynamics so well. which is why i have a bone to pick with fics or interpretations where dexter or darling, specifically dexter, get rlly annoyed at their brother or daring is rlly condescending bc while dexter mayy be a little tired of being in his shadow they all still love each other!!! daring and dexter playfully wrestle, daring laughs as darling swings on his arm like a monkey bar, daring is proud of “dexter” suddenly improving in hero class and reassures him later that he knows this isn’t his thing but he isn’t going to hurt him while jousting…. i also find it entertaining to read about dexter and daring shooing off all of darling’s suitors, it’s nice to see how protective they r of her. and that one diary entry of darling remembering a memory of the three playing in the mud and then running away into the forest, making fun of their mother. it’s so cute . so good.

i reckon my love for this sibling dynamics and most sibling dynamics in media is bc of me being an only child and projecting bc i’ve always wanted siblings like this but anyways…..

📍 favourite eah location?

ooh interesting question . is it weird to say the castleteria LOL. i’ve always wanted to be in those american school type cafeterias and the different levels in the castleteria just seem even more fun. so that or the study lounge bc i’m a Nerd and like to study in environments like that.. i liked to study in my high school’s yr 12 study room especially when it was quiet, but it was also Just as fun to just chat about anything with friends and other classmates

#this was fun #i rlly should make a separate post on dizzie and why they work so well #as well as how i think their relationship would play out how ppl would react etc #bc i like gumjester’s rewrite in which most ppl shun the wonderlandians/look down on them #so in this case i think it makes for rlly interesting drama that daring the epitome of a Perfect Prince would fall for lizzie #forbidden romance basically #but those r some thoughts for another post #ever after high #eah #ask #lizzie hearts #daring charming #darling charming #dexter charming #charming siblings #dizzie #daring charming x lizzie hearts

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val-ur-pal · 7 days

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IN SEMI-DEFENSE OF JACKSON <3

Jackson hate is a little forced imo cause he’s really just a teenage boy battling depression and grief and is constantly stressed and anxious about things being out of his control for really no reason. Like you have to remember Jackson has known these people for only a couple of months at this point and they bullied him and Exer made his life shit for a good bit of it 😭 now I love Exer that’s my princess and Jackson has made mistakes but it’s what makes him an interesting and dynamic character, people complain all the time that Jackson is boring and one note but he’s really not if you pay attention to his flaws as character traits and not just “oh Jackson here we go again 🙄”

For just season 3 stuff so far he’s kept 1. leaving therapy a secret from Pam 2. Not telling anyone about the diary and Used the diary to manipulate Exer (both consciously and unconsciously) and 3. Spent time with the reds as a form of getting information and its kinda manipulation tbh so I just wanted to give my 2 cents on it in defense and criticism of Jackson cause he’s paralleling Exer in a lot of ways and it’s unfair that he gets shit on so much when Exer is loved and praised by the fandom (again Exer is my favourite character).

1. Leaving therapy a secret from Pam is not a good thing Jackson is doing, he shouldn’t have kept it from her and he shouldn’t have lied that it wasn’t that big of a deal because a big theme in this comic is that keeping secrets and lying really hurts people and relationships and you need to be open and honest with those you love. That being said it’s a really hard subject that he’s still getting over himself, therapy was a safe space for him where he was finally in control and was heard not just listened to. He’s still getting over this and he could barely even talk to Harry for weeks without feeling horrible so yea it’s a really troubling thing for him to think about. He told the detention kids because sometimes it’s easier to be open with friends who get the situation than your girlfriend who you don’t want to disappoint because she was so happy you were getting better and how do you tell her your world fell apart all over again and you’re scared. I’m not saying this excuses his actions I just think there needs to be a bit more understanding here, Jackson should have told her sooner and tell her that he’s not happy about it but he’s also not ready to talk about it just yet, it’ll be good for him to open up to Pam more instead of trying to keep up an illusion that he’s doing great but it’s a hard thing to shake.

2. Telling anyone about the Diary, especially Exer is not fucking easy at all. Some of you are making it sound like if he just told them everything would go smoothly and well and that he’s the bad guy for keeping it hidden. So go on and tell me how exactly you’d tell the person who bullied you over petty reasons that you might have accidentally manipulated and fabricated their feelings and that you’re the reason he apologized, you’re the reason he got a job and started over, you’re the reason he confessed as is dating his boyfriend and that none of it is real and that you did it all by accident. Because that’s exactly what Jackson thinks he did, while I don’t agree with Jackson’s theory he’s convinced of it himself. For all Jackson knows Exer really is that prick back in season 1 and the only reason he changed is cause he wrote it down. That’s a lot of weight on your shoulders especially the whole romance thing I mean Jackson wholeheartedly thinks he accidentally manipulated Exer into falling in love with someone and that’s a very heavy burden to carry cause wtf do you do with that as a 17 y/o depressed child. Not to mention that the Diary is his therapy journal so that’s his one healthy outlet destroyed and he feels guilty about ever coping using it so that only fuels his self hatred and mental health issues. All of this without mentioning he’s still grieving over his mother who gave him the damn thing and now he can’t even have that once connection he has with her because of course it’s tied to Exer the person who’s made his life so difficult up till now. NOW!! Pause, this does not excuse his actions but it does explain them, Jackson is not in the right here because at the end of the day he does need to talk to Ex about it because, accident or not, he’s manipulating him and he needs to know. It’s actually incredibly interesting how much this parallels to season 1 Exer, Exer who started purposely using his magic to cause harm and then slowly losing control and doing it by accident (all while not telling Jackson he has magic which made it hurt so much more) versus Jackson’s harm being on accident at first but now he’s experimenting and knowingly causing changes to Exer. This is a big flaw of Jackson’s, he wants to understand before he takes action but only in ways that benefit him. He wanted to understand Exer’s magic before he told Pam and now he wants to understand his own before he tells anyone and we all saw how that turned out with Pam and the others in season 1/2 so Jack’s definitely going to learn his lesson. Remember that if Exer got that mad cause he was jealous over petty things how do you think Jackson, who thinks he’s one of the only reason Exer became nice, thinks Exer is gonna react to something as big as this!!

3. This is a bad thing aaallll around and Jackson needs to stop 😭!!! Jackson hanging out with the reds just because he wants to study Exer is not a good thing but it’s an interesting character flaw!! This goes back to what I was saying earlier, he wants to know and understand and will fixate on it so bad he neglects the consequences. Not only is he harming the reds by manipulating them into thinking he cares and is friends with them he’s also really hurting himself. As much as I would love for them all to be friends again, Jackson just isn’t in that headspace right now where he can. He’s so obsessed with the magic and how it’s affected him that he can’t get over the bullying, he can’t get over how Exer used his magic to hurt him, he can’t get over him hurting Pam, he can’t accept the many apologies, he hasn’t even accepted that Exer wasn’t in control all the time. He just can’t move on. He needs to move on and not because what happened wasn’t hurtful and is all in the past now (it’s been like 2 months since Halloween mind you) but because he needs to let go and prioritize himself instead of holding onto all this anger. He’s not just an asshole who can’t get over being bullied (which like even if he was that’s valid to a degree), he’s so obsessed with regaining control of his life and understanding what the fuck is going on that he’s actively choosing to hurt himself to hang out with people he doesn’t like. He doesn’t have to be their friends and he doesn’t have to forgive them, yes they’ve gotten better and yes they’re sorry but tbh if my bullies apologized and everything I would not forgive them and I’d certainly not be friends with them. They just need to go their separate ways until Jackson knows what he wants. But it’s hard. Being 17 and struggling with mental health (IN THE 80s!!) is very very hard and that’s before you even begin with the magic shit so cut him some slack.

Anyways this was so long and rambley I’m sorry, I just don’t love the Jackson hate I see when he and Exer are so similar but he doesn’t get the grace of being adored and pawed at. Do I love Jackson? Not as much as I do Exer but I get him, I get being a teen trying to save myself while everything around me keeps trying to push me down so I respond in anger and I’m so over everyone being so mean to him. I could go on for ages and make more points but that’s it for now so!!!! Anyways support Paola on patreon 🩷🩷🩷

#jackson’s diary #jacksons diary #webtoon #Jackson smith #I didn’t proof read this #ramble #I’m dyslexic #also autistic over this comic if you couldn’t tell #idk what to write here tbh #can you tell I don’t use tumblr #man I was supposed to draw fanart before yapping away #it’s a webtoon it’s not that serious BUT IT IS TO ME SO #exer campbell #pamela lopez #comic #Jackson #sighh idk let’s leave the poor boy alone #people can hate him just like let him get up

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queerbuckleys · 10 months

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Favorite romcoms? Need recs 💙

About Time is my most favorite of all time and I need everyone to watch it oh my god

Some other are: When Harry met Sally, the proposal, set it up, New Year’s Eve and Valentine’s Day (two different movies with a similar premise and kinda in the same vein as Love actually sorta. Valentine’s Day has Taylor swift in it, they are cheesy and silly but perfect when you need something silly), and of course princess diaries (yea they count shhhh)

#ask aj and they answer #Diana 💜

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jojo0039 · 11 months

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*Treasure and Secrets* The Cross Part 1

Jo is sitting with her friends laughing about the night before at the bonfire. "Did you see Crystal's face when you punched her girl? Like that was the best thing ever!" Kie laughs and high-fives Jo. "She just gets on my nerves. Plus she was all over you John B. And that I won't let happen." Jo gives a pointed look to John B. "Yo last night was so epic." Pope comments. "Did you guys see Kelce's face?" John B laughs. "Bomb drop!" JJ shouts as he jumps off the couch to shoot the basketball. As he jumps he breaks the couch. "Great, another broken couch." John B mumbles. "Now you gotta sleep there." Pope states. "I always sleep there. When I'm not with my girl." JJ jokes as he winks at Jo who flips him off. Jo notices Sarah walking up on the porch. "Hey, girl." Jo greets. "Well hello, princess." JJ comments. "What's up?" Kie mumbles. "Shouldn't you be on figure eight with your little group of polo players? Or did you break up with Topper?" John B sarcastically remarks. Jo leans up and whacks John B on the arm. "Don't be an ass." she lectures. Sarah gives him a glare and a sarcastic smile. "We're just friends." she responds. "Now he's just a friend? You have a lot of friends, Sarah Cameron." John B baits her. "Yea, and it seems like you got some of your own too." Sarah argues taking the bait. Jo grumbles. "Can you please not fight? My head hurts." Jo whines. "Alright, what are you doing here?" John B finally asks. "I'm here for Pope actually." Sarah says turning to Pope with a smile. He looks at her confused. "I think I found the Island Room." she tells him with a smile. Everyone instantly jumps up. "Where?" Pope asks quickly. "That's the thing. I found it on Tannyhill." she tells them. "The house is empty so we have to leave now." Sarah tells them. They jump up and head for the van. "Don't worry, Rafe isn't there." Sarah tells Jo. "Thank God, I really don't wanna see him right now. JJ and I are slowly making up, and the last thing I need is Rafe to show up and ruin it." Jo tells Sarah. "Don't worry he's not there." Sarah climbs in the front seat and Jo climbs in the back sitting next to JJ. He grabs her hand and interlocks their fingers. Pope pulls out the copy of Denmark's diary. "Alright guys listen to this, the diary says the cross holds the most holy relic in all of Christendom, the Garment of the Savior." Pope reads. Jo sneaks a peek at JJ to see him already watching her. She smiles softly as she feels him squeeze her hand tighter. She moves her leg so it's tangled up with his. "So wait, he's saying that there's a holy garment inside the cross?" Kie asks the only one of the group really paying attention. "Yea, it says the garment is capable of healing the sick from any malady. What is that wording? It looks to be Latin." Pope states. "Let me see that." JJ reaches over to read the words. "Okay, yeah, 'If only I may touch his garment, I shall be made well." he reads. Everyone turns to look back at him with confusion. Jo gives him a funny look. He looks up at everyone looking at him. "What? I went to Sunday school." he explains. Jo leans to whisper in his ear. "I'm not gonna lie, that was sexy as hell." She smiles at him. He smiles back at her with a slight blush. "Oh yeah? What else do you find sexy?" he flirts. "Guys focus." Kie lectures. "That explains why Limbrey would want the cross so bad. She thinks it can heal her. See I can focus and flirt all at the same time." Jo teases. John B and Pope both groan at the same time. "Why do you guys gotta go back to being all cute and flirty? Knock it off!" John B rolls his eyes. "Quit being haters." Jo sticks her tongue out at them. "What else does it say Pope?" Kie asks to change the subject. "Many feel that we have sinned to steal such a sacred thing, and God will strike his vengeance on us." Pope reads. "How did God have his vengeance?" Kie asks. "He sent a hurricane to sink the ship. Only Denmark survived." Pope states. "Do you think that's why Agatha happened? God was punishing the island?" Jo questions. They all remain silent for the rest of the ride. *********************************** John B pulls up to the Cameron house. Sarah leads them through the door. She shows them where to go. "Wow, this place is huge!" JJ comments. "This place still gives me the creeps." John B states. JJ is holding Jo's hand as they follow Sarah to the room at the end of the hall. "Pope, here it is." Sarah holds the door open as Pope walks in. Everyone follows behind him. "Oh shit! This is the whole island!" Pope is in awe. Jo's eyes widen as she sees all the wallpaper ripped off the wall and sees the painting of the whole island. "This is it, you guys. We found the Island Room." "Wow!" "It's been here this whole time." Sarah states. "This definitely has to mean something." JJ comments. "This is a map of the whole island." John B figures out. "You're right John B because this is Rixon's right here." JJ points right by the drawing of the lighthouse. "Guys here's parcel 9 and the well." Kie points out. "Okay so if, that's parcel 9." John B points to where Kie is standing. "And that's Rixon's-" John B points to where JJ is standing. "Then that means right here is the surf break at Mase." John B excitedly points. "You're right. Pope come here. This is definitely Denmark's handwriting for sure." JJ states as he holds up writing from the diary. "Denmark was a genius. He painted this entire room. He had to have done it for a reason." Jo starts. "Yea, but what was the reason? What is he trying to tell us?" Kie questions. "It's gotta have something to do with the key right?" JJ spitballs. "There's just something that we're missing. Something that we haven't been able to see yet." Jo quickly turns to Sarah. "How did you find out about this?" she asks her. "I came home and it was already like this." she answers. "Who did this?" John B asks. "The freaks." Everyone jumps and turns when they hear another voice. Jo takes a deep breath of relief when she realizes it's just Wheezie. "What freaks are we talking about?" John B asks. "Uh, that sick lady and her attack dog. They showed up last night and they wanted to talk to Rafe." Wheezie tells them. "Pale blonde lady?" Jo asks her. "Yea, she had crutches too." Wheezie clarifies. "Ok, what happened?" John B questions. "Well, first they searched the whole house looking for something. Then Rafe told me to go upstairs. Which he's back to being super rude again, so Jo can you come to see him so he's nicer again?" Wheezie turns to Jo for the question. The Pogues turn to stare at Jo and JJ clenches his jaw with jealousy. Jo looks caught off guard. "Uh, it's something that we can discuss later." she answers. "Wheez, what else?" Sarah asks quickly. "Ok, so I may have listened through the grate. This was the last room they checked. The only reason they found this was that Rafe punched a hole in the wall earlier cause he and Rose were fighting again. But they kept mentioning something about getting across the sand flamingo." Wheezie tells them. "That's definitely code for something." JJ comments. "The cross. The Cross of Santo Domingo?" Pope asks. "Yea! That's it. They were also talking about angels. Like they were talking about angels quite a bit." Wheezie tells them. Jo shares a confused look with Sarah and Kie. "Guys, I think I may have figured it out. Denmark's famous last words. He buried the real treasure at the foot of the angel." Pope exclaims excitedly. "That's right! We need to look for an angel somewhere in this room." Jo exclaims. "Start looking." "Spread out." Jo takes one part of the wall and looks to see if there is a clue about an angel. "There's a church over here." Sarah exclaims. "Yea check the church." John B replies back to her. "Can you guys explain to me what's going on?" Wheezie asks. "What about this?" Jo asks pointing to a spot that looks like an angel. "I don't think so." "We have to find it." Jo looks to see JJ staring at a drawing intensely. "Jay?" she moves over to him. "What is it?" she asks him. "Guys! I think I found something!" JJ gets everybody's attention. "Look here, this humongous tree is still on Goat Island. And you know what it's called?" he asks them. "Angel Oak." Pope answers. "And look there. There's the keyhole." JJ points to the drawing. "That means that the cross is buried at the foot of the angel. That must be where he put it." Pope exclaims in awe. "We gotta go, guys! If JJ was able to figure it out then surely they did!" Jo shouts. "You're right we gotta go!" "Let's go!" Jo stands by the door and waits for JJ. "I think I'm Sherlock Holmes alright? You're welcome by the way!" Jo laughs. "Come on Sherlock we're waiting on your slow ass." JJ catches up to Jo. "Yea, but you love my slow ass." he jokes. ************************* The Pogues are in the van heading toward where the tree is. They come across an old church. "We're coming up on Freedman's Church. This is the church that Denmark built for all the slaves he freed." Pope explains to them. They drive past the church and over the stretch of road to get to Goat Island. John B suddenly stops. "Oh shit! Tide is coming in." John B stops the van in front of the big mud pit. "Look they already came through here. Those have to be Limbrey's tire tracks. We gotta go." Pope states. "Mmm, what do you think Chief?" JJ asks John B unsure. "I'm thinking it's looking a little dicey." John B answers. "Yea, I'm gonna have to agree with that statement." JJ agrees. "Well, clearly they made it." Kie comments. "In a two-wheel drive? I don't know about that." JJ comments back. "Why are y'all acting like you're not gonna do it anyway?" Sarah baits. John B and JJ look back at her. "Like when have any of us done the safe thing?" she finishes with a smile. Jo leans forward so her head is in between John B and JJ. "She's right you know. Are you Pogues or are you pussies?" Jo baits rhetorically. JJ pushes her face away from them. "They do have a point." John B and JJ both agree. "Speed is your friend here okay? So put her down in second and hammer down, brother." JJ tries to advise. "I'm holding on to something." Jo comments as she sits back on the floor. "Stick to the ground in the middle." Pope states. "Alright, ready? Here we go." John B punches the gas pedal and takes off through the mud. "Speed is your friend. You're not going fast enough!" JJ shouts. "I'm sliding." Kie lets out a shriek as she slides onto Jo. Jo laughs and pushes her off of her. "Not to put any pressure on you, but if you get stuck, we'll be stuck here forever." Pope exclaims. "We did it!" John B pulls the Twinkie to a stop. "Alright. The Angel Oak should just be right through here." JJ states as they all pile out of the van. "So just a word to the wise, you should definitely know that gators nest back here, so keep your eyes peeled. You dont wanna step on a mama gator. That's the last thing you want." JJ says to them. "Why are you always coming up with the dumbest stuff?" Jo asks rhetorically. "Ok, you know what, I'm saving you from being a Pat Womack. She definitely had her calf chewed off by a gator." JJ glances back at Jo. "You are so full of shit. Pat Womack was injured in a car accident. I know because my dad was on that call." Jo argues as they walk through the trees and bushes. "Alright, fine live in ignorance. But she totally had her calf chewed off. I know that for a fact." he turns around and pokes her in the nose. She swats his hand away from her face. "They like blackish murky water." JJ stops by the water's edge. "Hold on guys I see something." JJ grabs a stick and leans down closer to the water. "What the hell are you doing?" Kie asks. JJ strikes the water with the stick. "Right, wake them up. That's smart." Sarah snipes. "I was just making sure it wasn't a gator. That's all." JJ argues. "Just keep walking smart guy." Jo pushes him to keep walking. JJ reaches behind him and grabs her hand. They lock eyes and she feels her breath catch in her throat. She feels like things are starting to fall back into place with him and she couldn't be happier. They come upon a clearing. "Guys, get down." Pope whispers. They duck behind the bushes and watch as Limbrey, Renfield, and Rafe are standing around the tree watching men dig up the ground. They listen as Carla gets excited about getting the cross to get the garment that's inside the cross. She almost feels bad for her relative, but she pushes it aside. They hear the backhoe hit a box and watch the men get down in the hole to pull up the box. Rafe and Renfield lift what looks to be a casket. "They got the cross. What do we do?" JJ hisses out to John B. "I don't know what can we do?" John B hisses back. They watch as Carla looks frustrated and upset. "We're going back!" They hear her shout. Jo watches as Rafe throws the shovel down on the ground and storms back over to his Range Rover. Everybody drives away and Pope is the first one to rush over. "Pope wait!" They all rush after him. They stop when they get to the casket. "Cecilia Tanny, Denmark's wife." Pope mutters. "Oh, my God." Jo whispers softly. "Denmark wasn't talking about the cross. He buried her at the foot of the angel." Pope speaks in a broken voice. "The true treasure." Kie lightly comments. "His wife." John B states. Jo sneaks a peek at JJ to see him already glancing at her. She feels the emotion behind the situation and finally admits to herself that she wants to be JJ's true treasure because he is already hers. Pope kneels to the casket and everyone follows his action. They can tell that he's softly crying. Jo feels JJ's warmth from beside her and she gets goosebumps on her arms. "Denmark was hung for burying his wife, and now they defiled her grave." Pope spits out bitterly. Jo watches as Sarah picks up something from the casket. "This must've been from Denmark, her wedding ring." Jo glances at JJ and sees a look of love and longing on his face. She wants nothing more than to make up with him for good. "We can't leave her like this." Pope states. "We won't." John B tells him. They stand up and put the top back on the casket. They hammer the nails back into the top. Jo finds some wildflowers and places them on top of the casket. Pope gives her a thankful look. She grabs his hand. "I feel like she was a lady who appreciated the small wonders of nature." She says to him to lighten the mood. Pope smiles softly. "Thank you." he says back to her. JJ grabs the shovel and starts throwing the dirt back onto the casket. "I don't get it, you guys. I mean we all saw the map. He hides his gold so no one finds it for 170 years. Then he sends a message to his son Robert to come here to his mother's grave, but the message never gets to him. Denmark wanted him to find the cross. I know that we're in the right spot. I can feel it!" Pope exclaims. "Guys! I think we missed something!" JJ exclaims. JJ climbs on top of the van. He holds out his hand as Jo climbs up behind him. "Look at that." He points to the hole in the tree. "That looks just like the drawing in the Island Room." Jo states. "It's worth a shot." JJ looks down at the group. "Go ahead reach in there." he pushes Jo. "Not uh I'm not sticking my hand in there you're nuts." Jo exclaims. "You do it." Sarah remarks. "Yea, no, I'm gonna do it." JJ hesitates. "He's scared." Jo teases with a smirk. "I'm not scared Jo." JJ denies. "You seem scared to me." Jo continues to tease. JJ sends her a fake glare as he sticks his hand in the hole. The friends intensely watch JJ. "There's something in here." JJ says. He then starts screaming. "Ahh!" "Jay!" Jo tries to pull his arm out. John B and Pope try to climb up. JJ then starts laughing. "I got all of you." he laughs. "Yea, real original." Pope snaps. JJ turns his gaze to Jo. "You are such an asshole." she pushes him into the tree. "You're lucky I don't shove your head in there." she glares as she starts to jump down. John B and Pope hold out their hands for her to grab onto. "Oh come on you know that was funny. But seriously there's something in here." JJ pulls out something from the hole. "Let me see it." Pope holds out his hand and JJ places it in Pope's hand. JJ jumps down. "Look it says HMS Royal Merchant." Pope exclaims. "Let the captain see that. It's a spyglass." JJ extends it to make it longer. "Hold on, there's something on the ends." Kie notices. "An inscription right there. Look at that shit." John B laughs. "What does it say?" Jo asks. "You've come this far. Do not falter. The cross is on the Freedman's altar." Pope reads. "Holy shit!" Jo exclaims. "The cross is at the church! Come on!" They jump back in the van and John B drives back towards the road back towards the church. He suddenly stops the van. "Oh shit! The tide!" John B exclaims. Jo looks out the window to see that the muddy road is completely underwater now. "That doesn't look good." Pope comments. "How deep is that?" Kie asks. "I don't know, but the road is gone." Jo says. "The tide rose faster than I thought it would." JJ states. "Yea, just a little bit." John B comments. "Uh, John B how high are the spark plugs?" JJ asks suddenly. John B looks like he has no idea. "They're good. We're fine." he answers unconvincingly. "How high are they?" JJ and Pope ask again at the same time. "Oh God, we're gonna die." Jo dramatically mumbles. Jo leans over to whisper to Sarah. "At least you dodged a bullet with this one." she jokes. Sarah just shakes her head. John B looks out the window to see the spark plugs. "I'm pretty sure just above the tail light." he answers unsurely. "Ok, so about three feet." Pope guess. "Yea. Three feet." JJ says. "That water can't be three feet deep." Kie states. "Then what's the problem?" John B asks. "No problem." "Not a problem. We're good. She'll make it." JJ and Pope quickly say. Jo shares an unconvincing look with the girls. "Um, I don't know-" John B cuts Jo off. "Alright ladies and gents fasten your seatbelts. Hold onto something." John B steps on the gas and the tires start spinning. "Oh shit!" The van finally starts moving very fast. "That's it! Speed is your friend!" JJ shouts in encouragement. "Alright, you got this." Jo holds onto the back of JJ's seat. "We're good." The van swerves off the path and gets stuck in the water. "Ok. I did not expect that to happen." JJ comments. "I think we miscalculated." Pope says. "You think?" Jo asks sarcastically as she gives the boys a pointed look.

#outer banks #treasure and secrets #joanna mills #jj maybank #rafe cameron #john b routledge #sarah cameron #pogues for life #pope heyward #kiara carrera #p4l

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due4amiracle · 2 years

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Day 430

Listo:

Laundry/cleaning, Reading, Dailies, #TTRPGThings, Watching.

Laundry/cleaning - A few things picked up here and there! ✔

Reading things - - 1 Ebook for me, 2 Audiobooks for Sir! ...Yea. 154 for the year, 2 for the month! - Bloodhound (Beka Cooper, #2) by Tamora Pierce 77%! - Daughter of Redwinter (The Redwinter Chronicles #1) by Ed McDonald 72%! - The Monster Duchess and Contract Princess - On Chapter 145/190! ✔ UwU♡ ✔✔✔🚫✔

Dailies - - Waifu Did mah dailies! Also, level 4/50 BP now~! AND! Tree lvl 30/50! Also! 25/41 max friendship namecards acquired! New MONTH! new weeklies! Chasm gem thingy is level 9/10! ♡ω♡✔ Patched! GUESS WHO CAME HOME?!

FIRST! THE BOI! Shikanoin Heizou! First 10. Blessings. AND THEN! And then. Second 10?

my CGDCTWE (Cute Girls Doing Cute Things With Explosions) shorty squad is... complete. ಥ﹏ಥ i’m so happy.

- Cozy Grove - Doot doot continuing to scout along! Scout rank 17/17! 21/21 besties! More stuff more things! ♡ω♡ ✔ Lacking in getting in to the game again. Oof.

Shells - 115/254 - 45.3% Fish - 97/180 - 53.9% Bugs - 135/199 - 67.8% Flowers - 284/372 - 76.3% Cooking - 64/71 - 90.1% Raw Ingredients - 44/54 - 81.5% Materials - 52/63 - 82.5% Recipes - 488/3619 - 13.48%

♡ω♡ 🚫

- Ooblets - 42/131 little frands, because why not track something. ♡ω♡ 🚫

UwU♡ ✔✔🚫

#TTRPGThings - News and News and News and Vampire Plotting~ i have one character finalized! ✔

Watching things - - SAO Alicization. Episode 15&16! - - Vancouver by Night: Season 1 - Episode 8/19! - New York by Night: Season 1 - Episode 1/??!

Other things - Daily Diarrhea Diary - BAD. Very bad. Holy fuck bad. i don’t know what happened? Besides, of course, my body fuckin’ hates me, but oh my lawd. Today was Explosion after Explosion and oh wow. Not great. CPAP timer - So! Laid down another blanket underneath the sheet, and it was comfy! i had high hopes. About 3.3 hours into my conked-out-maskness - i got bopped in the back of the head. ಥ﹏ಥ You see, i am a very gentle sleeper, i move very carefully. Sir? Not so much. He just kinda... flails. So. Flung a blanket out and it bopped me. Which, of course, startled me awake but it is what it is. It’s fine. Baby steps towards Getting The Right Sleeping Position And Such.

Food: A Liquid: A Pain: C Brain: C

Tomorrow: Laundry/cleaning, Reading, Dailies, #TTRPGThings, Watching.

Ever Onwards and Upwards!

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adhd-disaster-willie · 3 years

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you’re the one that brings the sun; chapter 5/6

chapter 1, 2, 3, 4

warnings: swearing

word count: 2,757

notes: okay so this update took a while because I’ve been busy with school and writers block has been kicking my ass, but I think it’s worth it :)))

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It was established in August that at least once a month, Alex will receive a phone call informing him to be at Julie’s house in ten minutes for a mandatory slumber party. It’s endearing sure, but he would like some sort of warning other than Luke calling him and saying that if he doesn’t show up as soon as possible, he’ll paint his drumsticks neon green. So that’s how Alex ends up sitting cross legged on Julie’s bed, putting Reggie’s hair into a bunch of tiny braids and watching The Princess Diaries for what’s probably the hundredth time.

“Lilly is definitely a lesbian,” Flynn says through a mouthful of popcorn.

Alex hums in agreement and Julie nods. “If only this movie weren’t made in 2001,” Julie says mournfully.

“Y’know I always thought that Joe was gay,” Alex admits. “Up until he dances with the queen.”

Reggie attempts to look up at Alex, earning an offended squeak from the latter. “Really?”

“Yes, now will you please stay still, I only have one more left.”

“Ok but there is no way Mia’s mom is straight!” Flynn says.

Julie seems to mull it over for a bit. “She does live in an old fire station. And artists are never straight.”

“Yea, like Willie!” Luke pipes up, sitting up from his position hanging halfway off the bed. “Willie’s not straight.”

“We should start a betting pool on how long it takes for Luke to bring up Willie,” Alex mumbles, his cheeks flushing pink. He ties off Reggie’s final braid and pats his head approvingly. “You look like a real princess.”

“Do I?” Reggie grins up at him with a bit of a twinkle in his eye and Alex chuckles.

“No subject changing,” Luke protests. “How’s Willie doing?”

“Still a pining idiot,” Flynn answers with a cheeky smile.

“I’m trying to watch the movie.” Alex shoves at Luke’s face and slides down off the bed to sit on the floor beside Reggie.

“You’ve seen this movie a million times,” Luke points out. He leans down so his head is hanging off the edge of the bed and smirks mischievously at Alex, who is pointedly refusing to look at him. “Aleeeex,” Luke whines. “Don’t be a buzzkill.”

“Alice, please,” Flynn says. Alex shoots her a look seeping with betrayal and Flynn raises their hands defensively. “I haven’t seen Carrie in a few days!” They protest. “I need drama.”

“Drama?” Alex asks. “Or blackmail material?”

Flynn shrugs, which only serves to cement what Alex was thinking. “Yea, nope. It’s not like anything has even happened since-” He cuts himself off, realizing his mistake and preparing for the onslaught of questions.

“Since!?” Luke cries. “Since what?!” He grabs Alex’s face roughly and looks at him with wide eyes. “Since what, Alex?”

“Nothing!” Alex squeaks, wrenching himself from Luke’s grasp. “Nothing! It was- let go of my fanny pack! Julie stop filming!!!” Alex swats at Luke’s hands and attempts to leap forward to grab Julie’s phone, but ultimately fails.

“I’ll let go if you tell me,” Luke teases in a sing song voice, his grin only growing the more Alex fights.

“Fine! If you just- sorry Reg the puppy-dog eyes only work on Luke and Bobby.” Reggie sighs in disappointment and Alex finally manages to get Luke off of him, huffing angrily and brushing nonexistent dust from his hoodie. “You’re a barbarian,” he mutters.

“Well?”

Alex responds to Julie’s prompting with a long-suffering sigh. “You have to promise not to make fun of me,” he says. They don’t promise. The movie is long forgotten as Alex’s friends gather around him, looking all too fascinated by his latest embarrassment. “He well… don’t laugh, ok. He wore a crop top last week and I tripped on my own feet and scraped up my knees.”

Flynn raises an eyebrow. “Nuh uh, there’s more, spill.”

Alex groans, burying his face in his hands. “They got all worried and started putting bandaids on my knees and I almost fainted. Then- please don’t make me say this,” Alex pleads, looking to Julie as if she’s his last hope. She shakes her head. “When they finished lecturing me I just looked at him and said ‘nice shirt’ and ran off. Nice shirt??? What is wrong with me?”

“Wait a minute,” Julie says, gesturing for Alex to pause. “You just… ran off? Where?”

Alex doesn’t say anything.

“I’ll paint your drumsticks if you don’t tell us,” Luke threatens. The difficulty is that Alex doesn’t doubt him one bit, and knows that Julie has a healthy supply of paint in a drawer just a few feet away from Luke.

Alex mumbles something under his breath and Reggie pokes him.

“Sorry what was that? Speak up.”

“Orange, I’ll paint them the ugliest shade of orange ever.”

“I went and hid in my closet!” Alex blurts. “For like an hour. I am never going to live that down.”

“That’s… incredibly ironic,” Julie laughs.

“I’m telling that story at your wedding.”

“Reginald, don’t even think about it!” Alex kicks Reggie lightly and raises his hand to flip off the other three, who are all dying of laughter. “I hate all of you. I need new friends.”

“Good luck with that.” Flynn pats Alex’s head; he can practically hear their stupid smirk.

“Fuck off.”

“No.”

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Alex wakes up with his foot in Luke’s face, one arm thrown over Julie, his face in Reggie’s neck, and a very giggly Flynn perched on the end of the bed taking pictures. He sits up and murmurs sleepily, squinting in the oddly hazy room.

It’s gray and gloomy outside, quite fitting for mid-November, but far from Alex’s ideal weather. He’s always been partial to spring, when it’s not too hot and not too cold and not always cloudy and sad.

Flynn hops off the bed and onto Julie’s chair, where she spins a couple times before turning her phone to show Alex. “This is gonna be my new lockscreen,” they giggle. Alex stares at the photo, baffled as to how his arm was bent like that.

Breakfast is heaps of pancakes and fresh coffee (bless you, Ray) that for a moment, Alex considers just dumping over his head. Julie is curled around Luke for warmth throughout the whole morning and Flynn makes a point to gag at least once every 5 minutes. Alex knows she’s happy for them though, they finally got their act together a little over a week ago and at least this is better than the pining. Alex doesn’t say that though, because it will only get him a lecture on how he is not one to talk about pining.

Alex almost thanks a god he doesn’t believe in anymore when the rain outside doesn’t seem to make any moves into thunderstorm territory. Willie hates thunderstorms. He stays cocooned in a blanket until noon, but eventually Tía Victoria shoos them all out, claiming that Julie will never finish her homework with them all glued to her.

Alex is sopping wet when he finally arrives at his dorm, sadly no car can go right up to the entrance of the dorms. The first thing Alex notices when he walks in is the candles, and the second thing is the haphazardly thrown together fort in the middle of the room, which he narrowly avoids tripping over. “Willie?” He asks, lifting what he assumes to be the entrance and raising an eyebrow at Willie, who is grinning at him and shining a flashlight in his face.

“Ok, get that out of my eyes.” Alex clamps a hand over the light and Willie sticks his tongue out. “Did the power go out?” Alex asks, worry etching over his face. He can’t have all their food being ruined, with Alex living off his coffee shop job and Willie off of the occasional commission and odd check from his eccentric uncle.

Willie shakes their head. “Nope.”

“So why the… candles?”

“It’s fun!” Willie pulls Alex into the fort, stumbling back and just barely evading them toppling over each other into a quite compromising position. Willie presses his back against the couch and pats the space next to him. “It’s like you’re a little kid again.”

“Luke used to love making forts,” Alex admits. “We would move all the furniture in his living room and make the absolute worst blanket forts you can imagine. Like seriously, it’s no wonder none of us went into architecture.”

“Really? I can totally see you as an architect”

“That’s…”

“I’m joking, hotdog,” Willie giggles, bumping their shoulder together. He has a tendency to raise his eyebrows when he’s amused; Alex finds it all too endearing. Accompanied with the way their eyes crinkle when the laugh and the soft candlelight leaking through the thin blankets and draping over his features, Alex thinks he’s having trouble breathing.

“I was drawing you, y’know,” Willie says softly after a few minutes of silence.

“Hmm?”

“The day we went stargazing, I was drawing you. You’re- you’re a good muse.”

“Oh.” Alex’s stomach flutters. “I uh… thank you.” He gives Willie a hesitant smile before turning to focus on the flickering light. His breath feels weighted, like every exhale means something, but he can’t quite pinpoint what. There’s a light breeze whistling through the crack in the door and Alex closes his eyes for a moment, pretending that it’s wrapping around him and holding him close. Alex didn’t get much affection as a child; his parents had always been very stiff. Sure, they loved him, but they weren’t that good at showing it aside from a rough shoulder squeeze and tight smiles so full of expectations. When he came out, even the snippets of affection faded; no more of his mother fixing his hair or giving him a quick kiss on the forehead when he was sick. Two months after his coming out, they just… kicked him out. He came home to find his belongings shoved carelessly into a trash bag or two and that was that. Luke more than made up for the lack of physical affection, but Alex knows that there will always be something missing.

Wide awake, Alex lets his head fall onto Willie’s shoulder. This time with care and attention, hesitancy. He hears Willie suck in a sharp breath but then the tension melts from their shoulders and fizzles into nothingness. For a moment, there is nothing but them and the pattering of rain against the windows.

“Lets go for a drive.”

Alex looks up expecting Willie’s usual carefree and impish grin, but he’s taken aback by his wistful expression and something bursts in Alex’s chest. Something that may be instinct and may be just an overwhelming surge of emotion.

“Okay.” His voice is barely a whisper, a single wisp of smoke snaking from a blown out candle.

The air is damp and the rain is coming down hard; Alex reaches a cautious hand out beyond the awning and winces at the downpour. But Willie is wiggling his stupid eyebrows in the way that makes Alex’s face heat and he can’t say no as Willie drags him through the wet grass, shrieking with laughter and going slower than necessary to relish in the water pouring down from the sky in torrents. They’re soaked to the bone and breathless, overflowing with mirth, by the time they reach Alex’s car and clamber into the seats. Right after a brief argument about who’s driving of course. (“You will not be touching my steering wheel with your grimy paint hands, William.” “Says you.”) So Alex is driving.

Willie has their hands pressed to the window, breath fogging up the glass and sending them into a fit of giggles every time. Alex switches on the radio and there’s a song playing that he recognizes but couldn’t sing along to; something soft and low, like lilting waves. Willie knows it though. And they’re singing. Oh. They’re singing. Alex almost has to pull the car to a stop and put his head in his hands because Willie never told him he could sing.

Willie’s voice is low and slightly raspy, but not in a bad way. Alex knows he’s heard this song before, but he’s 100% certain that this is his first time really hearing it. And it’s beautiful. Or maybe it’s just Willie. It’s probably just Willie.

Alex brings the car to a slow stop in the parking lot of an odd gas station that always seems to be closed. He doesn’t turn it off though, because he would rather die than have Willie stop singing. He leans his head back and breathes, certain he’s inhaling Willie’s voice. Willie’s voice which is like sparks on his skin, like smoke that crowds his lungs and opens his soul for the very first time. He feels a sense of mourning when the song stops and something else comes on, something peppier and sickeningly sweet. He switches the radio off.

“I didn’t know you could sing.” Alex isn’t even looking at them; he’s fiddling nervously with the strap of his fanny pack.

Willie smirks proudly. “You learn something new every day.”

“Yea.”

Willie traces a heart in the fog on the window and lets it sit there. Then he unbuckles his seat belt and pokes Alex’s shoulder. “Hey ‘Lex, come on.”

“No.” Alex shakes his head vigorously. “No. We’re already soaking wet and-”

“Hot dog.”

And damn it, the nickname may be so incredibly stupid but Alex has such a weird soft spot for it. He groans dramatically, making a point to wring out his hair, which is already mostly dry at this point. “You’re the worst. What if it starts thundering?”

Willie shrugs. “I have my noise cancelling headphones. And you can-” they cut themself off.

“I can what?”

“Nothing,” Willie squeaks. “Please. Please.”

So Alex climbs reluctantly from the car and stands in the parking lot looking far from amused. “You owe me.”

Willie laughs loudly, grabbing both of Alex’s hands and spinning him in an aimless circle, pulling them both into a dance to music that’s only in his head. They twirl Alex around several times, and Alex is certain that he’s going to actually fall over and faint. Willie raises his face to the sky and squints, letting the rain soak him without care. Alex is in awe and how open and free Willie is, like nothing can ever go wrong and if it does they’ll always be flying. He doesn’t realized they’ve stopped dancing until Willie turns to him with a curious expression. Their eyes rake over his face and Alex realizes he’s staring. But for once, he doesn’t look away. And for the first time, he sees the corner of Willie’s mouth quirk up and their eyes flick to his lips and even linger there for a brief second.

The rain doesn’t seem to have plans to stop anytime soon, and they’re both shivering and wet and Willie’s hair is dangling in front of his face. Alex reaches out and tucks it behind his ear, both of them holding a breath, waiting. It’s right there, right in front of him, and Alex is inches from just grasping it and clutching it to his chest. Willie takes a step forward so their faces are just inches from each other and Alex can feel their breath against his cheeks. He exhales shakily and raises one hand to cup Willie’s cheek, his touch feather light and afraid. Willie leans into the contact and grins upwards, their nose wrinkling fondly. He gives a silent nod and for the first time in years, Alex takes the plunge.

Their first kiss is soft and slow and Willie tastes like rain and green tea. Alex smiles against their lips, a breathy laugh escaping his own. He’d think this is a dream, but no section of his imagination could conjure something even a fragment as magical as this. They’re in the middle of a parking lot, cold and wet, and yet Alex feels the warmest he ever has. Alex is hesitant to pull away, but he does, just barely. Their foreheads stay resting against each other, like breaking apart would break them. Then it comes crashing into him. Alex just kissed Willie. He just kissed Willie. And Willie kissed him back! Holy shit!

“Wowza.” Wowza? What the fuck Alex?

Willie breaks into joyous laughter, throwing his head back and clutching Alex’s shoulders. And Alex laughs with him; he buries his face in the crook of Willie’s neck, his heart full to bursting. Wowza indeed.

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notes: ...I did say I was thinking about a Willex rain kiss. I actually wrote like half of chapter 6 a while ago so I might be able to post it tomorrow.

chapter 6

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#jatp #julie and the phantoms #jatp fic #willex #willex fic #ytotbts #you're the one that brings the sun #willow writes #willie jatp #willie nolastname #willie wilbur williamson #alex mercer #julie molina #reggie peters #luke patterson #flynn jatp #flynn nolastname

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elliebartlets · 3 years

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TWW REWATCH: Dead Irish Writers (3.16)

• had no idea this episode was next on my rewatch fuck yea!!!

• I always try to make this recap short or at least my normal length but I never can cause it’s too good and funny oh my god

• sorry I’m literally just so excited

• like the entire opening scene with Bartlet and Abbey is just gold

“Boo boo, I gave up on getting you out the door in the late 70's. Plus, it's your birthday. You're old, and you don't move around that fast.“

• why is there always weird food mentioned in this show

• I like the double use of fanfare; Abbey says she’s not up for first lady fanfare and then the doors open and there’s fanfare

• lmao her face before she walks in is me about to enter any social situation

• this camera keeps going in a circle I’m getting dizzy

• “You know, John, there are some places in the world where it might be considered rude to talk about the physical attributes of another man’s wife.

“My God! Really?”

lmao im sorry but the “my god!” makes me laugh so hard

• Bartlet reaching for the champagne glass from lord marbury and then awkwardly pulling his hand away when he keeps it for himself lol

• “I shall take it up with Gerald.”

“Who’s Gerald?”

“I’m pretty sure he means Leo.”

“Oh, do you have a new chief of staff?”

“No.”

“Well, then Gerald it is.”

this is obviously funny but I love the amused look on Abbey’s face throughout this conversation

• damn Allison Janney’s arms are toned! I’m tryna get my arms to look like that. girl tell me your secret!

• Every time Josh says “Donna!” in that voice of his I swear 6 months are added to my lifespan

• “What’s the problem?”

“I do not know.”

that’s 10x funnier than saying “I don’t know.”

• “Come with me to the party.”

“I don’t think I should do that.”

“Why?”

“Well, they’ll shoot me.”

• my brain every time I see this guy: Joe from Princess Diaries

• yo if I was thrown a birthday party I didn’t want in the first place and forced to take pictures with guests with the looming possibility of my medical license being taken away I’d be pissed too

• “Gerald!”

• Leo dumping Lord John onto Toby and walking away lol

• hey Lagavulin is the alcohol Ron Swanson likes! not sure if I noticed that before or not

• wtf this senator just called Sam “kid” lol

• Donna playing cards by herself omg

• “You brought food?”

“Olives.”

“Go away.”

“All right.”

“Give me the olives.”

• wait they were only gonna suspend her license for a year? that’s honestly not that bad. I mean it’s still bad and will probably go on her record and she’s obviously gonna take it hard, but i thought they were gonna like take away her license

• “I don’t think you need to be concerned about her leaving you for me.”

• I like how Josh is like huh what’s Abbey talking to me about this for? and then as soon as she says the statistic about women that Amy told him earlier, he’s like *drake and josh voice* amy 😑

• I also like how he says “you bet” that makes it sound like he wants to die

• “Claudia Jean?”

“Yes ma’am?”

“Let’s get drunk.”

“Oh-okay.”

• Josh starting to talk shit about Abbey and then she appears lol

• CJ picking up the wine glasses and almost burning her arm on the candles lol

• “And the search for civilization continues.”

haha reminds me of “can we have a civilization?!”

• absolutely love how Amy’s like “The First Lady just asked me to get boozy with her. You don’t think I want to write a book one day?” and then later in the residence she’s searching for a pen lol

• when the next scene starts and the camera moves in through the residence window, you can hear them all laughing but none of them are actually laughing. it’s so unsettling.

• “Your husband got eaten?”

• “Look, they take this job away from me, I got nothing. I don't have a cat. I could get one, but I don't have one. Frankly, I'm not wild about cats. I don't hate them. I'm just not... I could learn to like them, I guess, if I...”

“CJ?”

lmao

• I also love Amy slouched on the couch playing with Abbey’s dress like that is such an accurate portrayal of a tipsy person

• wow I got through the scene of Donna telling Abbey off without pausing it from secondhand embarrassment. I am Evolving.

• “Oh my god. You switched back to First Lady.”

• “Do you love her?”

“Very deeply.”

• I could care less about the Toby/Lord Marbury plot. I actually skipped some of their scenes

• lol is CJ holding her head like that cause she has a headache from the wine?

• after Abbey tells Bartlet she’s gonna forefit her license for as long as they’re in the white house, they say so much with just their eyes. It was hard it was for Abbey to do that because being a doctor is a huge part of her identity. You can see the hurt in her eyes and facial expressions after she announces it, and I think she’s even a little surprised she said it. Bartlet was caught off guard by her announcement. He wasn’t expecting her to voluntarily forfeit her license, because that’s a big deal. I also got the sense he feels guilty for putting her in that position (even though she choose to medicate him) and realizes how much she’s sacrificed for him.

Anyway Martin Sheen and Stockard Channing Emmys when (jk Stockard already got hers. Martin Sheen was robbed! can we just give Martin Sheen an Emmy for his role as Bartlet at the next Emmy’s? Can I start a petition for that?)

• who knew I could get emotional over O Canada

#the west wing #dead irish writers #tww #rewatching the west wing

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jostenminyrd · 4 years

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Dig a little deeper

tagged by @strawberrylight and @theleavesoflorien thank you sm!!💛✨🌸

1. do you prefer writing with a black pen or a blue pen? black

2. would you prefer to live in the country or in the city? def the city, i could visit the country but it’s too quiet for me to live all the time

3. if you could learn a new skill, what would it be? continue learning languages, also i really wanna learn adobe (illustrator/photoshop etc)

4. do you drink your tea/coffee with sugar? nooo

5. what was your favorite book as a child? my first favorite book was goodnight moon.

6. do you prefer baths or showers? since i probably only take a bath once a year...showers

7. if you could be a mythical creature, which one would you be? vampire obvi!

8. paper or electronic books? paper/physical books for sure

9. what is your favorite item of clothing? anything i bought from balance athletica aka the best brand of workout clothes

10. do you like your name? would you like to change it? i’ve grown to like it more ya. elizabeth is a really pretty name but it’s way too formal for me so i’m glad i go by libby.

11. who is a mentor to you? honestly i think my parents

12. would you like to be famous? if so, what for? yes, but for making a huge contribution to the field of neuroscience, id love to contribute to alzheimer’s or parkinsons research, find a better way to treat them...

13. are you a restless sleeper? mmm idrk??

14. do you consider yourself to be a romantic person? eh yes and no

15. which element best represents you? water 🌊

16. who do you want to be closer to? my friends

17. do you miss someone at the moment? a bunch of my friends...haven’t seen many in months😔

18. tell us about an early childhood memory. my earliest memory is actually when my mom and dad brought home my brother from the hospital...i was a year and a half old and remember missing my mom for a few days, my grandparents were staying at the house to watch me. but then when they brought my brother home I went over to the carrier to look at him and gave him a kiss on the forehead.

19. what is the strangest thing you have eaten? uhhh idk?

20. what are you most thankful for? my friends and family, also my job.

21. do you like spicy food? oh my god yes! gimme all of the spice! 🌶🌶🌶

22. have you ever met someone famous? nope

23. do you keep a diary or journal? nooo....i’ve never been able to keep up with it. i know it helps so many ppl but i’ve always found it to be such a chore

24. do you prefer to use pen or pencil? both

25. what is your star sign? aries ♈️

26. do you like your cereal crunchy or soggy? don’t come for me but......i don’t like cereal

27. what would you want your legacy to be? my contributions to science

28. do you like reading? What was the last book you read? ohhhh yes i do! currently reading tales from the shadowhunter academy and a clash of kings

29. how do you show someone you love them? just asking how their day went, sending links/photos of things i know they like, being happy for them when something goes well etc

30. do you like ice in your drinks? yes yes yes

31. what are you afraid of? heights, failing

32. what is your favorite scent? peppermint, rose, citrus, cinnamon, pine trees

33. do you address older people by their name or surname? usually surname. i only just started calling a few older ppl i’ve known since i was born by their first name...it’s weird

34. if money was not a factor, how would you live your life? i honestly don’t even know....what’s it like to be financially stable??

35. do you prefer swimming in pools or the ocean? both! i love my pool at home, public pools are another story tho..and the ocean is my happy place

36. what would you do if you found $50 in the ground? Depends on the context. If I found $50 on the ground but I know that someone has lost it, I give the money back to the person. If I don’t know whose money is that, I keep it to myself. (keeping this answer bc same)

37. have you ever seen a shooting star? did you make a wish? yea, and im pretty sure lol

38. what is one thing you would want to teach your children? don’t every be afraid to express your emotions, let them out. whatever you’re feeling is valid

39. if you had to have a tattoo, what would it be and where would you get it? ik it’s like frowned upon now but i still really want a harry potter tattoo...probably the three stars in the books and probably on my wrist

40. what can you hear now? my ac unit and the princess and the frog movie

41. where do you feel the safest? my parents house, also my apartment

42. what is one thing you want to overcome/conquer? the next 6 years of my phd lol

43. if you could travel back to any era, what would it be? i’ve always been drawn to 19th century london...also colonial america idk

44. what is your most used emoji? “🥺”

45. describe yourself using one word. loyal

46. what do you regret the most? i have so many....

47. last movie you saw? the princess and the frog

48. last tv show you watched? currently watching hannibal

49. invent a word and its meaning yea no yea....means yes

tagging: @quaffled @mollyweasly @severusnpe @killjoylouis and @hathawaywrites

#mine #same #tagged #tag game #i literally say that all the time and it's starting to get concerning...why i can't just say yes is beyond me

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akemiozawa · 4 years

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Lunchtime Shenanigans

Because of @edda-blattfe and her opinion shifting about Vil after the Admission Experience Videos, I thought of something from the getgo and this is inspired by the “Lana got Coned” scene from The Princess Diaries movie. Enjoy!

And this is also a scenario to when Trina and Vil first meet.

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Ah, lunchtime. The best social hour of Night Raven. The students from dorms alike and different can gather and talk with their friends until the next bell signals for classes.

And Trina was no stranger to it. Most days, she felt like staying cooped up in Ignihyde, but today felt like a good day to get out and meet up with some new people. Well, hopefully. She rarely made friends around Night Raven, aside from Wende, Ren and Sol, not much. Yet.

After eating, she managed to swipe a cup of Double Midnight Chocolate and Snickerdoodle Soft Serve Froyo with a dash of sprinkles on top. Where she got it? Don’t ask.

The mess hall was jam-packed with just a fraction of the student body. Chatter resounding around the walls, lively debates dotted here and there. It was a sight.

‘If only someone would be smart enough to start a food fight in here.’ She thought smugly, already scheming ahead for the future.

She started walking around, looking for a place to sit.

There weren’t any free spots. Just her luck.

With a sigh, she decided to head back (and on such a Beautiful day no less), and as she turned to leave until,

“Trina!!!!”

That was Lilia’s Voice.

Turning back, Trina saw the Black and Pink haired male wave frantically from his seat, while Sebek was trying to push him back into his seat.

Smiling, she jogged over to their table, and saw the Diasomnia Four gathered at a section of their table. She greeted them separately,

“Lilia!” She waved sweetly, which the latter returned.

“Malleus.” She smiled and bowed slightly.

“Sebek.” A small nod of the head from the other.

“...Silver.” A sharp tone of cold seeped in near the end.

After her greetings, Lilia invited her to sit with them, which she accepted within hesitation.

However, just as she was seated, Trina saw another female with them. Her hair was a beautiful cornflower blue and elegantly braided to the side with pieces framing her face, fair skin with a light dash of freckles, thin pink lips, bright blue eyes and pointed ears.

“Oh! Sorry! Didn’t notice ya there!” The female waved it off.

“Oh no! It’s okay! I didn’t notice you either. But it’s nice to meet you! I’m Blue!” She waved.

“Trinity Homura. But most people call me Trina.”

“So, how do you know Malleus and the others?” Blue asked.

Before Trina could answer, Lilia jumped into the conversation, reciting the story over dramatically by heart.

“Oh, it was a grand story! Our dear Mal-Mal didn’t have a partner for one of Divus’ experiments. But Trina walked into class just in time and when asked, she volunteered to be his partner! Despite the fact that she nearly caused the entire class to burn down, yet all throughout, she treated him like a normal person! Now, don’t get me wrong! It’s painfully obvious everyone’s scared of Mal-Mal, but Trina...it’s like she didn’t see him like that! It was a miracle! Even Mal was speechless at her actions!” And with that, he laughed his guts out.

Blue listened carefully to the story, but smiled nonetheless.

“Well, that’s amazing, how you see everyone as normal people.”

“Technically, not ‘normal’ per-se, rather, I hear about people and who or what they are. Even if they hold that title as if it’s something extremely amazing to others, I don’t see it as such. Human or not, I still treat everyone as equal in my eyes. Like the saying goes: ‘Never judgeabook by their cover.’ It’s simple as that.” Trina explains while scooping up her froyo. Blue nods in understanent.

“Indeed. There was something...intriguing about Trinity that made me surprised beyond anything. And thus, naturally, she joined us. Even if she’s not of our house.” Malleus concluded, trying to conceal his small smile.

“Believe me, Milord, if she did join us, this Demented Woman would be trying to kill me with all she’s got.” Silver muttered the last part. Trina stares at him as if she wanted to stab his eye out with her plastic spoon.

Before Blue could say anything else, an awfully familiar voice exclaimed,

“Malleus!”

Immediately, the Diasomnia Lead rubbed his temples in annoyance. Trina tried to suppress a groan. There’s only one person who could cause both her and Mal mini migraines.

Vil.

And speak of the devil, the blonde haired lead strutted his way over and placing a gloved hand on Mal’s shoulder, saying,

“We’ve got a dorm leader meeting next Friday. Don’t be late!” And turned to leave. But before he could do that, one look at Blue and the first thing that flew out of his mouth was,

“Blue, my dear, I just wanted to know: the sweater you’re wearing: was it made like that or did one of your spells go awry and turned it into that ugly little thing?”

Trina could see it immediately. Blue was trying not to cry. Her face could say it, but her eyes said another story.

Looking at her sweater, Trina saw nothing wrong with it.

A sheer baby blue, probably a purl knitted one, with sleeves that covered half her hands, with some colors of aqua, navy and turquoise thrown into to give off a bit of an abstract vibe. It seemed fine to her.

Vil walked off, chuckling under his breath, not caring to hear a retort.

‘Oh no you don’t, Shit-Head!’ Trina snarled in her mind.

Sebek turned to see Trina slowly rising from her seat.

“Homura, no! Whatever you’re thinking don’t it! You’ll get in trouble!” He hissed, but with one sharp look from Tris, he shuts up.

Trina immediately walked up behind Vil. Without thinking, she tapped him on the shoulder sharply. The Pomefiore leader turned to see her. Once he was fully facing her, without thinking, Trina raised her cup of froyo and smashed it straight onto the front of Vil’s uniform. She smeared it just to be sure it caused a bigger mess.

All suddenly went silent. Nobody dared move. Everyone watched the two in fear, pure surprise and glee.

Vils mouth was agape. His amethyst eyes were filled with complete shock.

Trina kept her glare on him, daring him to make a move as she stepped back, smiling deviously at her work.

He followed her line of sight: down to see the damage. Dark and sugary brown dripped onto the tiled floor, caked the front of his deep purple vest and blazer jacket. A multitude of colored sprinkles dotted the dark puddle like stars in a sky.

He shook. He trembled. He stuttered. Then, he screamed.

“Y-You! Look what you’ve done!!”

Tris didn’t bother hearing him speak as she turned back to her spot and grabbed her bag and stalked out of the mess hall. But not before flipping Vil the finger, angering him further, along with with spitting,

“Two-Faced Fag!” In a banshee-like yell.

And with that, I kid you not, the ENTIRE hall erupted in wild laughter. Some pointed at Vil, others just laughed in general. Then, a certain Ace of Hearts, stood on his hair, and started chanting,

“Vil got Coned! Vil got Coned!”

Then groups of people joined in and made the chant grow more wild than the laughter.

Trina smiles at the scene before her. She caught the eyes of Mal, Lilia, Sebek, Silver and Blue. Mal has a look of pure shock in his eyes, Lilia was smiling like crazy, Silver looked like he just shit his pants, Sebek wanted to die of embarrassment, and Blue had a look of admiration, and fear.

She smirked and mouthed to them, ‘We’ll talk later.” And left the mess hall with laughter and chanting resounding out loud.

She didn’t know what came over her. But whatever it was, it felt fucking awesome!

Yea, she’ll be more than likely to pay for the damage, and get called into the headmaster’s office, but for now, she’ll enjoy the moment.

Now...back to her room to get the footage of the event...

But first: another cup of Froyo!

#twisted wonderland oc #twisted wonderland #vil schoenheit #malleus draconia #lilia vanrouge #silver #sebek zigvolt #trinity homura

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villaneve-bridge · 4 years

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20 Colors Ask: Yellow, Mint and Tangerine. Besides Killing Eve , do you watch any other shows that Sandra Oh / Jodie Comer starred on?

yellow - what’s your happy place? real or fictional?

-umm prob either being with the family or when I play basketball.

mint - do you like astrology? do you consider pluto a ‘real’ planet?

-I don’t really care or follow astrology and yes I will always consider Pluto a planet

tangerine - how tall are you? do you ever wish you were any taller/shorter?

-5’1 and a half 😔 and yea I wish I was taller at least 5’4

Ummmm I knew Sandra because my mom used to watch greys (I’ve never watched it) and I’ve also seen her in Big Fat Liar (she was the strict teacher) and in princess diary. For Jodie I’ve never heard of her until Killing Eve (sorry) lol and I have yet to see her in anything else.

@g-chel thank you :))

#ask #personal #yea i put that and a half like its imp what about it lol

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pcygoldenchild · 5 years

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Love Me Right: Baekhyun

⛓summary: You’re in your senior year of high school. But you oh so unfortunately had to move away. Which meant you would be spending your last year of high school at a new school. Luckily you’ve done some research on this school and from what you’ve heard, you’d be in for an interesting year.

⛓warning: mentions of adult themes.

⛓A/N: wanted to try something new with this chapter. baekhyun is the character that is the more laid back of the three but he feels just as deeply for Moe. in this part, I have him get risky in his own way. it will make sense when you read it. this is probably not even needed but just a point. OK ENJOY!

March 9th

↳ Yeol: hey where are you?

↳ You: i’m with baek. why?

↳ Yeol: oh nothing.

↳ You: you sure?

↳ Yeol: yea

↳ Yeol: i just miss you

↳ Yeol: and i’m sorry

↳ You: yeol you have to stop apologizing. we’ve moved on from that remember?

↳ Yeol: yea i know but i regret acting the way i did. you mean too much to me. i was acting out of impulse.

↳ You: i know. i’m the one who told you that. and you mean a lot to me. so forget it and let’s move on ok?

“Babe.” Baek called you bringing your attention from your phone. He was laying in between your legs with his back to your stomach. It was cold and dark and rainy outside so you two decided on spending a day at your house just enjoying each other’s company. He was writing in his book. It wasn’t a journal to him. It was just a book he wrote in for creative purposes so he’d say.

“Hm?” you answered as you put your phone down and ran your fingers through his hair.

“You should eat. It’s been some time since lunch.” he said closing his book and sitting up to turn on top of you.

“I’m not hungry.” you said. You ran your fingers along his face as you always did. You just really admired his features and he loved when you did it.

“You’re always telling me you’re never hungry but I don’t ever remember asking babe.” he said as he kissed your forehead. He’s been kissing your forehead non stop. You were sure there was a permanent indentation of his lips there by now.

“Stop doing that.” you deadpanned. He just smiled and did it again.

“Never.” he said kissing your nose.

“You love it.” he said kissing your cheek. He hovered for a bit staring at your lips. But he pulled away and got up.

“I’ll go scavenge your kitchen and see what I can do.” he said bolting out of your room before you could protest. You loved him. You did. But the way he never took no for an answer would one day get you in a lot of trouble.

A couple minutes passed of you just staring into space thinking about your friends. You thought about them a lot. They meant a lot to you obviously but one thing always came to your mind. What are you to them? You are all friends of course. But they felt strongly about you. And you felt things for them too. You’ve slept with one and kissed another and they called you affectionate things. It was a complicated relationship you 4 had but no one complained really. Unless it was jealousy and that was unavoidable.

Your phone buzzed bringing you from your thoughts with a message from Baekhyun.

↳ Baek: Making you ramen because I want it.

↳ You: I don’t want ramen...and I could have gone without the picture. thanks.

↳ Baek: You get what you get and you don’t get upset.

↳ You: fine 🙄

↳ Baek: Good girl ☺️

You smiled and threw your phone down. He was literally never going to let you go. You knew that now. And it brought you back to how just a few months ago, you were avoiding them. And now look at you. You’d even go as far to say you’re happy to have let them in your life.

You looked down where your phone was and saw Baek’s book. Out of curiosity you just wanted to read it. If it were a journal or diary, you’d never have touched it. You wouldn’t invade someone’s privacy like that. But he always showed you little bits here and there of it and it seemed harmless. Not so much after you read the more recent inserts.

The first couple pages were little poems. They were of his day or of a moment. Some songs were written and some little ideas here and there about movies or books. It was overall just a place he wrote what he thought. It was cute and innocent to see how his mind worked. The cute little pictures and scribbles. Very cute.

But as you got to skipping pages and to the more recent things, it wasn’t very innocent. Around the time you came along, the dates matched up, things got a little serious. The stories got longer and more rated r. These were stories of a female who he described the same in every story. They described how he felt about her. How he saw her. How he wanted her. The words were dirty. The vibe was dark and serious. But not creepy dark, just a dark you’ve never seen from Baekhyun. Stories of things he’d do to her alone. Things that made your heart beat fast as you read. You felt something reading his words. You felt like your body was reacting to a novel not written by him but it was him, and that’s what made it more effective to you. One caught your attention in particular. It was one of the more recent ones, written only two days ago.

Sitting next to her is easy. She’s sweet and smells like fresh air and linen sheets. But what she doesn’t see is how I can’t look away from her. I can’t sit without something on my lap to cover the way I feel. She’s perfect in every way. Small. Fragile. She makes little noises to herself. She lets me touch her. Let’s me get as close as I want. She’s never stopped me. But I have to stop myself. If I don’t, she’ll look at me differently. What would she think if she knew how bad I wanted her? Not the way she thinks I want her now. Not her sweet, funny, obnoxious Baekhyun who loves her innocently. How hard? How hard do I have to get before I break and take her? Not much harder.

It was that little bit that made you see him differently. The saying goes, it’s always the innocent ones who are the darkest. And this was something you never expected. Baekhyun wanted you. He wanted you the way Chanyeol had you. He wanted you more, in nastier ways. And you confided in him about your time with Yeol. The whole time, Baek probably didn’t want to hear it. He wished it was him.

You sat up and put the book back slowly. Your mind was racing but everything going on outside of your head was going in slow motion. Where do you go from there? You didn’t know if the feeling of want inside you was acceptable right now. Did you want him the same way? Yes. But what would happen if you got the chance?

“So I made this miso veggie ramen that I think you’ll really like. It was fast wasn’t it? Kiss the chef babe.” he said coming back into your room with a tray. He placed it on your bed and leaned over so you could kiss his cheek. But your mind went elsewhere. What if you kissed his neck instead? Or the corner of his lips? Would he break?

“I’m waiting.” he said tapping his cheek. You leaned forward and kissed right at the corner of his mouth. Your postitions lingered a bit before he straighted back up and avoided your face.

“Thank you.” he whispered with a fake smile. He pushed the tray in front of you and sat on the other side of it with his bowl. Your body was stiff, mind in the wrong place. You just kept staring at him as he acted so normal. His cheery self excited to eat food as he hummed away.

“Yah! Eat or I’ll have to feed it to you myself.” he said. And that didn’t even sound innocent anymore. Why did reading a little make you go crazy so easily?

“Are you ok?” he asked waving his hand in front of your face. You snapped out of your trance and nodded smiling slightly. You looked down at your food and began eating. You could feel him staring at you. You licked your lips slowly and ate rather...sensually. It wasn’t on purpose but you could feel him doing exactly what he wrote he did. Staring at you with a blanket on his lap. You hummed to yourself savoring the taste but it sounded suggestive. Did your noises all sound like that to him? You peeked up at him and he didn’t waver his stare.

“Thanks Baek.” you said staring back at him. He raised an eyebrow at you.

“You’re welcome princess.” he said. You two were in an active stare down. He knew something was up. He looked over at his book and then back to you. You did the same.

“Something on your mind babe?” he said tilting his head. His face was different. His tone was different. He knew what you saw. You licked your lip once more before biting it and shaking your head.

“I think there is. Speak.” he said. The food was almost gone but it was long forgotten by now. The tension could be felt from a mile away.

You couldn’t bring yourself to use your voice. He’d know how you felt. You shook your head again and looked down. He moved the tray to the side and came closer to you. His eyes never leaving your face.

“Did you read my book?” he said making you look at him with his delicate fingers. You didn’t answer. You felt like crying for some reason.

“Answer me Moe.” he said.

“Yes.” you breathed out. His smirk appeared. His hand fell from your face and he leaned in closer. You leaned back until you were lying down as he leaned forward. He hovered over you teasingly.

“And you thought you should try to break me?” he asked. You almost shuddered. His demeanor was so completely opposite from what you knew. You shook your head no.

“You did. You kissed my lip. You did those little things you knew I’d pay attention to. You almost broke me.” he said. His face was right over yours. His lips ghosting yours. All you had to do was poke yours out and they feel his soft plump ones.

“Do it.” he said. And his hand came to you face before coming down to your neck. His hand rested there, not choking you. It was just sitting there. And that made you weak. He was a kinky guy; that’s what you got from all this. You’d never have guessed it.

You leaned up a bit and kissed him lightly. You felt him smirk against your lips before he tighten around your neck and pushed you down. His lips crashing into yours. It was harsh and rough but his smooth touch and soft lips were the perfect contrast. Your blood rushed through your veins. He was making your head spin. His tongue played with yours and his teeth bit your lip. He was making you make sounds you didn’t know you could. You were so out of it. All your morals of not getting into things was clearly out of the window.

Your phone ringing is what brought you out of it. But you didn’t want to answer. If Baekhyun didn’t detach his lips from you, you wouldn’t have. He picked it up and looked at you.

“It’s Chanyeol. Answer it.” he said. He was still hovering over you. You took the phone and answered it.

“Hey.” you said.

“Hey love. Hey Mrs. Oh.” Chanyeol and Sehun said. They sounded so happy. Completely unaware of what was happening.

“Hey guys. What’s up?” you asked. Baekhyun smiles and you shook your head at him. Last thing you needed was to try and control yourself if he tried something. You were never good at that.

“We’re coming over. Baek told us it was ok. And we miss you.” Sehun said. But you weren’t paying attention because Baekhyun’s lips were on your neck. Sucking and biting hard. He was trying to make a mark. Trying to make you moan.

“Baek stop.” you whispered to him pulling his hair. He just grabbed your hand and held it down.

“What’s happening?” Chanyeol said. You could hear the frustration in his tone. His gotten pretty well at reading your tone.

“Nothing. I’ll see you guys when you get here.” you said and hung up before they could say anything. You threw your phone on the bed and grabbed Baekhyun flipping him over.

“Baek I don’t know what your trying to do. But I’ve never wanted someone like this. But we can’t do this.” you said. You were straddling him. His hands were on your hips. You were involuntarily grinding on him. Your mind and body both saying different things.

“We can’t do it now. We will. I promise you’ll be under me a moaning mess soon. No matter how hard you try. You’ll crave me how I crave you.” he said. And you knew it was true. Because right now, if Yeol and Sehun weren’t coming, you’d have him anyway he wanted. But the sound of the door bell said not today.

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