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still-a-morosexual-help · 3 years

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AAhh I really like 45 it pushed the story along while also being just hilarious and touching and it was just so good!! 46 was just pokemon battles...

OBEY ME! LESSON 45 DETAILED SUMMARY

At breakfast the most of the brothers crowd around MC and ask them how different appliances work, Asmo apologizes for them and then immediately asks MC something as well and well Belphie calls him out on it he says he hasn't been in the human world for a really long time and things have changed. Beel says that the human world progresses so fast that it makes him dizzy and Asmo says maybe it feels like that since the devildom doesn't progress. Lucifer tells MC to get ready to leave once they're done eating (still on the white couches is2g this pisses me off so much) and when MC asks him wtf he says oh yeah forgot you nearly died while Solomon told you about getting a sorcerer's license. MC's got a meeting with Solomon and Beel & Lucifer were asked to come along. Mammon & Asmo protest cause they can't tag along. Belphie says that Beel and Lucifer were probably chosen cause they'll at least appear as mature functioning adults.

They meet up with Solomon in front of the Sorcerer's Society HQ, which according to Solomon is filled with "Pompous Uptight Bureaucrats". It provides assistance to sorcerer's living in the human world and provides them with first a provisional license and then a full license that'll allow them to practice magic as they pls more or less. Lucifer's like; that's great and all but why the fuck are we here. And Solomon tells him that he'll understand when they get inside. Lucifer says that sounds exactly like something someone who was seconds away from causing problems would say and he tells MC to brace themself.

The backgrounds for both these lessons are really good! Right so when they walk in sorcerers start ooing and awing over Beel and Lucifer - they've never seen them irl before, one even wants their autographs. Apparently Solomon's apprentice taming the 7 rulers was believed to be an urban legend?????????? I dunno imagine going from being a normal human to becoming an urban legend amongst sorcerers? Lucifer thinks Solomon brought them along just to boost MC's reputation (ohhh the poor man). Solomon reveals that he isn't on good terms with the society (is it even a surprise?) and being his apprentice would just make things harder for MC and that he established the society with his previous apprentice long ago but they had a falling out and now that apprentice runs the society (is it sad that there's a huge possibility that the falling out could be food related?). Solomon says he brought the brothers as bodyguards for his cute apprentice/charming apprentice/favourite pupil (If he keeps talking like that whoever runs this place is gonna deck MC) since back in the Celestial Realm the two of the were known as "the two greatest champions and protectors of the CR". Beel gets pissed off cause he thinks this means Solomon is putting MC in danger and Solomon says 'lol that's definitely not who I'm putting in danger' and when Lucifer picks up on that and questions Solomon on it he goes 'man look at the time we really gotta go get MC registered WOW'. The dude at the reception uses his staff to etch a magic seal that's the society's crest on to the back of MC's hand (I really feel like you should tell someone beforehand that you're gonna give them what is basically a tattoo? Also cant wait for that butcher to see this and the rest of MC's harem and come to the conclusion that they're in a cult) which consists of 3 staves and 7 stars signifying the 3 Magis who are believed to have invented magical arts and the 7 virtues (is it bad that before i even started om i knew what the 7 sins were but only had a vague knowledge about the 7 virtues? I wouldn't have been able to name them all without this lesson :/ anyway they're humility, generosity, gratitude, patience, chastity, temperance and diligence. Something i really like is that the brothers have all displayed the virtues that directly oppose their sins on a semi regular to regular basis). To get their license apprentuces must earn the seven stars via passing 7 trials with the first of the trials being set and judged by their master. (ok so I assumed each test would focus on a brother and MC'd earn the star that opposes each brother's sin and would pass the test by learning and displaying the virtue of that star. But that isn't what happened here? If anything the test was there to teach Lucifer humility? Is that how it will go? will each test somehow focus on MC helping the brothers learn and display their opposing virtue even though all of them have already displayed this virtue to some extent? I mean I guess the main point of the tests were to show that MC could control the brothers so that makes sense? but even though this test did focus on making Lucifer let go of his pride, the test was about MC learning to control Beel's power and these two lessons are very much focused on Beel so was the star they earned actually temperance? Even though the test didn't have anything to do with that virtue? Ahh i have so many questions about how the stars are earned and neither lesson really clarify it and if anyone wants to come debate about this???)

ANYway Solomon uses a spell to bind Lucifer in place, which pisses Beel off, tho when MC stays calm and just observes what happens Solomon is pleased assessing a situation before taking action is important (Ive had this HC for a while now but solomon is definitely the kinda teacher who throws you into the deep end with just a cryptic warning and watches with a smile as you try to figure out how to not die, if you do something particularly amusing while struggling he'll give you another cryptic hint, occasionally he'll yell out praise with that smile of his even if it looks like you're actively drowning and dying and failing). They start to get an audience while Lucifer threatens Solomon and shifts into his demon form and goes also im still fucking pissed off about that lunch so/ Beel also shifts and threatens Solomon, tho lucifer tells him to stand down cause he wants to murder solomon on his own and that a mere binding spell won't hold him down, Solomon's like Jeez chill it's for MC's exam you fucknugget and Lucifer's like oh shit yeah but you know i'll actually kill you for this later and Solomon's like yeah that's cool and also imma use my powers to make you into the size of a barbie doll and lucifer's like what- MC then proceeds to lose their shit over a tiny blushing Lucifer. MC's test is to keep lucifer safe for 24 hours which would be fine if they you know didn't live with the other 5. which is actually what lucifer says when Beel says it'll be easy if they just stay at home cause home according to lucifer also contains his '5 greatest enemies'. MC's job is to protect Lucifer from them without using any commands on anyone other than beel, and the goal is for them to be able to fully command beel like they did with Asmo in S1 against Henry 1.0. Beel is not allowed to act on his own to protect lucifer and can only act on MC's commands. Beel agrees, Lucifer swears and Solomon asks MC about their confidence levels. MC can promise one of the three of them that they won't mess up. Solomon says he'll stay in the house with them so that he can judge and Lucifer's more or less like; you're having fun aren't you and solomon says Duh.

So they end up at the café where predictably Luke & Simeon end up screaming and laughing at a blushing pissed off mini Luci, Simeon tells him they physically cannot laugh cause of course big scary Lucifer is now in Simeon’s words ‘Teeny-Tiny” & how he’s so cute he wants to keep him in a jar as a pet (God I love this lesson). He says Michael would love to see this and when Lucifer yells at him he completely ignores him to poke his cheek (V Relatable). Luke also wants to join in on the fun but Lucifer is a little bitch to him and as retaliation for scaring their son MC pokes luci on the cheek too. Beel laments about wanting to poke luci on the cheek too and when Solomon tells the others to stop teasing lucifer, luci goes, EXCUSE ME WHOSE FUCKING FAULT IS THIS IN THE FIRST PLACE. Beel notes that luci now smells human. When luke asks about the smelling thing beel says that all 3 species? races? Smell different. Simeon marvels at how much humiliation PrideTM is willing to take cause he’s simping for MC. Luci tells them to shut tf up cause unless they come up with a plan to deal with his hell children they’re probably going to kill him the second he steps foot inside the house. Beel tells MC to use his powers. Luci says they should be able to draw out Beel’s powers like they did Asmo’s in S1. Solomon says since he gave them a power up in S1 simply saying the incantation won’t work this time around and they must first fully understand Beel and his nature to be able to do that. MC has a flashback to the Butcher and his relationship advice and then asks Beel what he thinks they should do to be able to better understand him (while I do think ideally this is the right choice, in context with the other two choices, to me, this is the ONLY choice cause the other two come off as slightly yandere on mc’s part). Beel chooses spending time together via sleepover. But obviously Luci will have to come along and Solomon invites himself along too cause he’s still the judge. Simeon’s sad about not being able to join in and luke is TOTALLY NOT JEALOUS OKAY!?!?

Outside the house Luci, Beel and MC all make pledges like they’re invading enemy territory; Lucifer: Swear you won’t let your guard down. Beel: Swear to protect Lucifer with your life. MC, 100% seriously: I Swear. Solomon: Are yall fucking serious??? These are your fucking brothers???? You practically raised them??? Lucifer: Have you ever actually met my brothers???? Beel: You legit think they won’t give up their lives just to fuck with lucifer for a day? When Solomon asks what lucifer ever did to make them hate him so much he says he doesn’t know. And look while “locking me up in the fucking attic for a whole year”, “not acknowledging that you’re actually my father and taking some fucking responsibility” and “blaming every minor inconvenience in your life on my very existence” are all very valid reasons none of them actually hate him right, cause I mean using every chance you get to fuck with your siblings is just part of being a sibling? Which is what Beel and MC both tell Lucifer. Lucifer doesn’t believe them and actually seems sad about it. Solomon said “while I do find the complicated interpersonal dynamics of your family fascinating” my ass is freezing out here. …Do you think they’re like solomon’s favourite show??? I mean Solomon’s old as shit and probably doesn’t remember what it’s like to have a family, and before MC, Simeon and the student exchange he didn’t really have anybody so do you think he just watches the brothers + MC like ‘damn, this shit is wild’????????????????? The instant they enter the house, someone casts a spell and they’re pulled into a portal. The fuck did you say about everyone loving Lucifer, says Solomon while making direct eye contact with Beel. They fall through endless darkness and MC tells them to chill cause it only feels like they’re falling. They end up in a weird ballroom/royal courtroom kinda place, which Solomon marvels. Beel & MC recognize the place as a location from one of levi’s games and meet Levi in his TSL clothes who welcomes MC as the ‘hero’.

Beel, Luci & Sol kinda just wordlessly stare at levi with tired expressions and MC being the bro they are plays along with levi by asking if he is who they think he is. He introduces himself as The Lord of Shadows, the ruler of all 7 lands. Lucifer: WTF. Beel says they don’t have time for games and Levi gets upset that they’re making him look pathetic. Levi gives MC their mission – to save the world by defeating the demon lord satan. Lucifer tells Solomon to get the fuck out of there. Solomon says he can’t considering he has no idea where the fuck they are in the first place. Beel politely asks ‘his majesty’ the way to pantry and Levi yells at them to take it seriously. Beel says well ok and explains the whole test thing to levi as a way to explain why they can’t play. Levi says satan already knows this. After that there’s a flash and black smoke starts curling up around the room and satan turns up in his demon form. And LOOK I hate satan’s demon form outfit but it actually looks really good in this context??? The feather boa and ribbon bow thing really works with the curling black smoke, evil demon lord look. It probably helps that you can’t see his bottom half. Anyway Satan turns out to just be a magical projection and he says, well you’ll have to come to me cause I kidnapped your boyfriend, while Diavolo calls out to Lucifer and MC from off screen. Diavolo had run away from the devildom to surprise the brothers. While Lucifer scolds Diavolo and while Diavolo apologizes, Satan tells they must all come to him along with the “obnoxious talking doll”. Lucifer: the fuck did you just say. Ok this part is really cute; Satan: “I’ll be seeing you MC.” Diavolo, still off screen: Can’t wait to see you MC! Luicfer has a migraine. When Beel tries to say they should head off, Levi tells them they forgot something in RPGs. MC, still dutifully in character, asks the lord of shadows to give them aid. Levi gives them 100 grimm and just anekfnsndfjn the fuck can they do with just 100 grimm. Which is what both Beel and Luci say. Solomon says, well maybe they’re just fucking poor around here so everything here is cheap. Levi gives them a talisman to protect themselves with, Lucifer says cool, but once this is over I’m gonna beat your ass :) Levi says he just bought a new game that lets you create your own story and he just wanted to play it with them :(

So they end up in a cute lil’ game village & beel wants to go to a tavern but lucifer says they need to buy equipment first. If MC asks a NPC they just repeat the same line about how great life is under levi’s rule over and over again, if they search in the grass they find some medicinal herbs but beel immediately eats them, if they break a barrel Solomon starts breaking open barrels too and they get yelled at by lucifer. They end up in No. 2’s armoury. Lucifer’s fed up with life. Solomon says the gear looks like shit and Beel says it makes sense since this is only the first town. When Beel tries to ask 2 for food he repeats his introductory dialogue over and over again. With the money they have they’re able to buy gear for Solomon and MC and the only thing that fits Lucifer is the fairy outfit,,,, I’m NOT fucking wearing that says lucifer off screen and God I love this lesson. Solomon and MC are both little shits and can you just imagine them trying to convince lucifer to wear it just to test it out? Fucking amazing. MC tries to haggle/talk with 2 so they could get armour for beel but he says buddy I’m running a business here BUT there’s a monster in the casino that cheats ppl of their mone– Lucifer & Beel simultaneously: Oh, Mammon. So basically, if they can get 2’s money back he’ll offer them a huge discount on the lord of flies armour. They decide to find an inn for the night before they face Mammon.

Lucifer finds it hard to eat food. Solomon: Cause you’re tiny ^.^ Beel: Wonder whose fault that is :I MC can either offer to cut it for him (He thanks MC and tells them to feed him too. Entitled Fuck. Solomon & Beel also want to be fed but Lucifer tells them to fuck off) or tell him to just open wide and take a bite (Lucifer says if he gets too close to the food Beel would probably accidentally eat him). Beel says the food is a lot like devildom food and MC asks him if he likes devildom food or human food, Beel says all food is good. Since they don’t have much money MC & beel and Solomon & Lucifer end up sharing beds with Lucifer telling Solomon to use a spell to keep himself still during the night to avoid accidentally killing lucifer in his sleep. There isn’t a spell for that. At night, Beel asks lucifer if he thinks Satan still hates him and gets “…” in response. Assuming Lucifer is asleep he asks MC what they think. MC says they think Satan just can’t admit that he likes Lucifer. Beel says if that’s what they think then it’s okay cause he just wants Satan to love lucifer like the rest of them do. MC asks Beel if he’s worried about lucifer (Beel says Lucifer wouldn’t want him to worry but… and that he wants to be there when lucifer needs help) or says that Beel really loves Lucifer (Beel happily agrees that he does). Beel then tells MC about how he and Lucifer first met: So back when Beel was an angel, according to him the only thing good about him was that he was strong so he decided to become a soldier except he couldn’t control his strength and always ended up breaking things which led to Raphael always saying something sarcastic to him. The whole thing was depressing for him until one day lucifer came over, sat beside him and talked with him. Lucifer was always really busy and spent most of his days deep inside the palace (places where Beel has never even been to before). He told beel that a soldier was not about attacking but instead about protecting, that protecting was what was most important. He’d told beel that he was special cause he had the power to protect everyone and keep them safe (this shit is the sweetest and it has me sobbing but also that must have hit like a bullet when Lilith died…). Lucifer had told Beel if he learnt to control his powers then Lucifer would recommend him as a Cherubim, gatekeeper. Lucifer had given Beel confidence and his post as a gatekeeper. Which is why Beel wants to protect him, cause he loves and respects Lucifer. He says all his brothers love Lucifer cause if they didn’t they never would have considered leaving the celestial realm. He says that even though Satan’s situation is different he isn’t the same as he was before MC came around and that Beel likes the new satan better. And that he actually likes all his brothers more since MC came around, which is why he likes MC so much too. MC gets to either kiss, hug or thank him. Beel says his powers are there so that he can protect both Lucifer and MC. And FUCK I love this backstory so much????? And I desperately need all the other backstories?

#obey me spoilers #my posts #my theories #obey me #obey me shall we date #swd obey me #shall we date? obey me!#obey me!

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well-shit-im-a-morosexual-now · 3 years

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AAhh I really like 45 it pushed the story along while also being just hilarious and touching and it was just so good!! 46 was just pokemon battles...

OBEY ME! LESSON 45 DETAILED SUMMARY

#obey me spoilers #obey me #obey me!#obey me shall we date #shall we date? obey me!#swd obey me #my theories

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katsukikitten · 4 years

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Irritated 7

A/N This took me way too long imo 6k words bbs, please enjoy. The next part is in the works! Buckle the fuck up after this chapter yall. Please enjoy xoxo

"Katsuki there is no need to knock they'll be out soon!" Kirishima says practically hanging off of a muscled arm.

"Oi shit hair we are gonna be late if we don't start walking now." The hot head snarls.

"Ah but perfection cannot be rushed." Todoriki says as he patiently waits with deadly hands in his pockets.

As if on cue Mina opens the door with a dramatic flair, eyes only for the ruby haired man. As if on a catwalk she sashays to Kirishima, sporting a glitering knee length amethyst dress that compliments her bubble gum pink skin. Followed by Jhiro in a white and black ankle length dress, Uraraka who wears a floor length muave pink and Momo comes out in a stunning blood red with diamonds dripping from her neck like frozen dew.

Denki, Izuku, Kirishima, and Todoroki smile in unison holding out their hands.

The men quickly become a color coordinated accessory to the band of gorgeously dressed women. Donned in all black suits while the color of their ties match each dress perfectly. Deft scarlet eyes notice the pairings quickly as the couples begin to mingle, fighting the blush on his cheeks as he looks over himself. His suit, vest, and even tie are all black and he can only assume that you will come out paired to him. As if it were some sort of symbol or sign that you were destined to be his counterpart.

Even if it is only for tonight.

Panic begins to set in as the couples flirt for longer than a few moments. Fear that you may have slipped out without their knowledge.

"Oi, Mina where is...?" But he never finishes his question as you walk from the room, asking if they have their key before slamming it shut.

"Wow Y/N, you look..." Izuku starts, compliment stuck in his throat before Katsuki finishes it for him.

"Fucking stunning." He growls lowly, drinking you in. The black dress has a plunging V in both the front and back, stopping just at your solar plexus and mid back. A slit runs up the side to mid thigh so that Katsuki, and every other man, is mesmerised with each step.

And no one can miss the giant garnet so deep in hue it could have been a drop of dried blood resting dutifully on your breast bone secured by a golden chain.

Bakugou grits his teeth as you approach him with your normal items, his hands deep in his pockets to keep them off of you.

"Kaachan. If you don't mind." You beam before he snatches the items stowing them away, sure to let his eyes dart away from you. The other couples exchange looks choosing to start making their way towards the exit and soon the dizzying party. Katsuki offers you his arm with a snarl to which you hesitate. Looking at it as if diffusing a bomb before you grab onto his arm, hand clasped tightly around a strong bicep.

××××××××

The party was not small by any means and staring at it from behind a heavy dark curtain did not ease your anxiety over the matter.

What if your entrance was lame?

Fucking lackluster?

Hell you couldn't even THINK of a fucking song let alone pick one out for this idiotic entrance that was thrust upon you.

Still panic rises in your shaking hands as your scroll through your spotify trying to come up with anything worthy of your 10 to 20 second entrance.

"Izuku, you're up first." The man with the clip board further agitates your state, "I've got your songs ready, except Y/LN's. We need to know very soon."

Izuku walks onto the stage with confidence as the chorus of Champion by Fallout boy rings out.

Just as the beat begins to crescendo again he jumps into the air, leg cocked before he unleashes a kick strong enough that a strong wind blows through the building.

Whistling and whipping people's hair stunning them into silence before they erupt into a deafening cheer.

A pit settles in your stomach as you bite your lip with enough force that a coppery taste threatens to invade your mouth, your saved songs and play lists stare back at you with disinterest in your turmoil.

Strong hands slap onto your shoulders before lips are at your ear.

"Its just a song. It's just an intro. Your fans will love whatever the fuck you pick out or do. I promise. You just gotta fucking believe in yourself for once." Katsuki growls contradictory to what his hands convey. He gives a soft squeeze before his song begins to play. Suddenly a song pops into your head and you whisper to the stage hand before you can talk yourself out of it.

The blonde makes his way to the stage mimicking where his pin is on his hero costume as the hyped song echoes over the slightly drunk crowd that screams the lyrics to the rap song. He would pick this song wouldn't he?

It was literally named after him Bakugo! By Kamil.

The song starts out with the iconic sound before transiting to the verse he picked.

The most tame out of all of them and probably the one he was forced to settle with.

"Grenadier bracers on my wrist, I'm about to pull the pin Come at me with all your might or I'ma melt off all your skin Howitzer impact if I'm pissed, Bitch I told you I'ma win Bitch, get back before I blast, I said I'll do it again wit' a grin

Like I'm Bakugo, turn they soul to fuckin smoke Bitch I'm boutta pop, bitch you know I'm boutta blow up Only need these hands I don't need no fuckin pole Once I get a grip, I might blast yo fuckin dome up"

He wears a manic grin as he let's off several large explosions, destroying the sleeves to his suit, leaving his toned arms exposed and smoking.

The crowd screams louder than Deku as women claw at one another at a chance to touch their daddy hero.

Your cue comes as a hush falls over the crowd instantly influences by the chaotic somber chords.

Chords that slowly begin to build into something more as you waltz onto the stage. Each step calculated, your gaze cold as you look upon the crowd that stares up with wide eyes. Holding their breath as they wait to see what it is you will do.

You guess you've always been the wild card huh?

Slowly you choose chairs, tables and even some candles to float, turning agonizingly slow in the air as the song's lyrics become darker. As if entering the room of a witch who's mind was slowly descending into madness.

"Hush." You say with the song as the beat drops killing all of the lights in the room as you levitate, illuminated by the glow of your power as your eyes appear like two moons on an ink black sky.

Phones that were recording levitate with you as you hold your arms out, toes pointed beautifully even in heels.

The song's beat comes back around to another verse before all of the lights become blindingly bright, things returned to normal, phones returned to hands all in the blink of an eye. You take that step you never took with the same cold look.

As the crowd stares on wondering if it were all just a dream before a smile cracks on your face confirming that it was indeed real.

The crowd is deafening as they scream, chanting your name and flooding social media with your display of power.

Izuku gives you a shocked face before grinning from ear to ear with a thumbs up as Bakugou stares at you indifferently. He realizes just how much you've been holding back.

A smile plays on his lips as the crowd dies down, the DJ choosing to start off the party by playing the full song you had chosen. Cradles by Sub Urban as the women of 1A ambush you for a blurred night.

Two sets of eyes follow you throughout the night.

It isn't long before you are totally shit faced and sweaty from a night of dancing. Inhibitions and worries long since drowned out by the soothing affects of booze.

Magic is what you called liquor as you levitated all of your squad's drinks above your heads as the group swayed to the music.

"Tenjia! Can we please dance with you?" A lovely woman competes with the music and wins out. You look to the fan before looking towards your new found friends. They encourage you to mingle with your fans, insuring you they wouldn't be far.

But you go far as you find yourself deeper on the dance floor, drunkenly dancing with another group of women. Hours pass by like seconds, the dance floor slowly beginning to thin but not by much.

Someone tugs harshly on the crook of your arm causing you to turn on your heel hand raised in rage fueled panic.

When your eyes meet scarlet you relax as he pulls you to the fringes of the crowd until the two of you break free of the damp bodies only to be met with a slumped Izuku.

Burning eyes cut to you before a growl is exhaled from the hot head.

"Dumbass Deku drank way too much and puked all over the fucking bathroom. We gotta go." Alcohol clings to his breath as he pulls you closer to the sleeping jade haired man. You dig your heels in deeper than any mule causing Bakugou to turn towards you with a glare.

"What about U-san can't she take Deku to her room?"

"No. She can't." He bites out, "They all left to take Toru back to the room who also got too fucked up."

He pulls again and still you do not move earning you the nastiest glare he can muster. Which isn't much considering how diluted it is by both your stunning looks and the influence of deadly amounts of booze.

"I dont wanna leave I'm having fun!" You pout, Bakugou's grip tightens before he gnashes his teeth.

"I'm not leaving you here alone." A threat and a promise all rolled in one as he holds your gaze for several heartbeats. You feel the weight of his stare, especially so once his eyes begin to wander along your body. He yanks you to him, pressing you into his toned chest.

"Stop being a fucking brat and help me." He snarls in your ear as your knees begin to turn to jelly. You push him away with an exaggerated huff crossing your arms, watching with scrutinizing eyes as he hooks an arm under Deku. Scarlet narrow on you, hinting that you should slip under the other limp arm. Instead you use your quirk to support the drunkard.

The cool summer air does nothing to sober the odd trio. If anything it furthers your irritation of having to leave the party, your heels do not help in the matter as they begin to pinch your feet hinting they will cause blisters.

You stop dead in the street audibly whining as you fuss over your shoes.

"I dont know why you had to drag us out Kaachan. I was finally making fucking friends and I was finally having a good time again since..." Nausea settles in your stomach, Bakugou stops to look over his broad shoulder. Just as he is about to snarl out a question you inturpt by stomping towards him.

"Take my heeeeellllss!!!" You whine, brandishing them obnoxiously. Izuku groans as Bakugou snarls.

"Put them in my fucking pockets damn. Just watch out for glass and stop whining!!!" He bites, slowly losing his buzz as his normal sour mood settles onto his shoulders. Competing with the weight of a complicated relationship donning jade green hair.

You shove them as best you can into his pockets before leaning away, humming the song for your intro.

Bakugou cannot help the smirk that forms on his lips as he thinks of you floating as if it were nothing.

"I told you you'd fucking kill it." He says as the two of you finally drag Deku to the front doors of the hotel.

"Kill what?" You prompt, mind lost to the ease of alcohol. A heavy scarlet gaze falls onto you, when he sees your confused face he rolls his eyes.

"Dumbass, you were so worked up over it !" He half shouts, suddenly a blush blooms on your cheeks as you realize what he meant.

"Oh." Your cheeks flush further as he walks through the automatic doors, you stand outside.

Your drunken mind roaming before settling on the tile floors. Spiraling over the thought of walking bare foot on tile or carpet that isn't in your home. Defying logic as you've just walked the streets with no problem.

But the mind does as it pleases under as it does under any influence.

Katsuki re adjusts Deku's weight as it takes him a moment to realize you're not holding him up as well as you had been before.

"Oi!" He hisses turning towards you only to stare at you through glass doors. His heart pounds, he does not like you outside of his reach so late at night while do heavily intoxicated. He practically drags the dead weight he is carrying as he rushes outside for you.

His worry comes off as severe irritation and agitation as he glares down at you.

"Why are you still outside?" He snarls and you fight to keep yourself from shrinking back.

"I don't want my feet to get dirty. Can...can you carry me?" You keep your headed bowed, waiting for his inevitable explosion. When he barely makes a pop or a suck of his teeth you look up at him through long lashes.

His heart catches in his throat lodging the no that was steadily rising up his windpipe. Your eyes don't look as harsh as they normally do, they seem wider, more innocent. Doe like in nature, contradicting the predator that your dress suggests. He grinds his teeth.

"How do you propose I carry you?" He gestures to Deku whose is now floating on his own.

"I ride your back silly!" You shout with glee turning him around and jumping onto his sculpted back before he can say no. You giggle in his ear, taking in the scent of caramel with delight as he growls profanities while holding onto your thick and bare legs.

"I'm not a fucking pack mule." He murmurs to himself as the three of you board the elevator. Depsite it being a short ride you find yourself getting sleepy, lying your head on Katsuki's shoulder failing to suppress a yawn.

Deku's door appears before you quickly and you wonder if you had fallen into a cat nap. You stare at the numbers, senses slowly becoming heightened as your eyes flicker to your own door.

Would you find items from your bags missing?

Or Would there be more gifts for you to discover?

"Oi, magic hands. His key." Bakugo adjusts your weight hinting that he cannot use his hands, clearly over this whole situation.

"I don't need his key." Is all you say as you pull on the handle from within his room, the door opens itself yawning in the darkness of the room.

Your nails bite into Bakugou's shoulder before he begins walking in, hoping that you're focused enough to float Izuku to his bed. Your grip on his shoulders does not let up until Katsuki flicks on the small foyer light with a grunting struggle. Biting nails ease up as you pad into the dark room.

Although you are scared that someone may be lurking in the shadows you press forward, wanting more than anything to protect the two people behind you.

Light floods the room from overhead as Katsuki flicks on another light switch revealing nothing but a bed and neatly packed suitcase. You sigh before guiding the lush onto the plush white duvet.

"Alright, let's go." The hot head growls, flicking off the lights. That you flick back on with your quirk.

"No, we need to take care of him properly Suki. He can't sleep in his suit! What if he gets sick?!" You hiss, while items around the room begin to move on their own as if a ghost were present. Turning on the tap, pulling down a rag to wet with cool water, floating a trash can by the side of the bed.

Bakugou leans against the wall with a snarl, watching as you work. He notices how you choose to use your hands to free him of his shoes and socks. Before they make their way to his jacket, a sliding it off gently before pulling his shirt from his pants. Nimble fingers unlatching buttons slowly causing something to stir within the ash blonde. When you hands reach for his belt that something multiplies tenfold.

Bakugou Katsuki will die before he admits that something was jealousy.

He nudges you out of the way with his hip.

"Go get that rag before the sink fucking over flows." He hisses to which you give him a cold look disappearing into the bathroom.

Bakugou pulls harshly on the pant's legs, ripping them from Izuku leaving him in jade green boxers and a white shirt. He grumbles turning on his side to face Bakugou.

"Th..thank you Kaachan. W...will you text Ohacho that I'm okay?" His voice comes out raw, hand clutching to the hot head who threatens to pop. He goes to hiss no but Izuku rambles on.

"Y/N seemed to have had a good time. I know she's been a little worried and stressed lately but she shouldn't be. She's got you looking after he Kaachan..." Deku's eyes water for some reason as the blonde's face burns, eyes darting to the bathroom door where he hears you humming, he is unsure if you can here him or not.

He hears you let out a small curse as you fumble with what sounds like a pill bottle with a child safety cap. A drunk's worst enemy. He sucks his teeth.

"I don't think she likes me much." The blonde sighs while Deku's hand tightens once more.

"She gravitates towards you, especially when we are in a group." With that Bakugou scoffs.

"Only cause I'm her walking purse. Now shut the hell up and tell me where your fucking phone is." He snatches his hand away, rooting through jacket pockets before pants pockets. His fingers touch the smooth glass that lights to his touch.

He guesses the passcode and the phone unlocks, he scoffs again at knowing Deku so well.

But what the blonde doesn't know is that you *had* heard them. You heard everything.

Still you act as if you didn't when you emerge from the bathroom as Bakugou slams the phone on the bedside table, not even waking the now dead to the world Izuku. You set the rag on his forehead earning a small smile, the pills sit idle by his phone that you now plug in for him.

"Alright alright stop babying him and let's get to bed." Bakugou hisses, half from annoyance and half from worry that dumbass drunk will run his mouth again. You cut him a nasty glare before leaning over the sleeping man to fluff his pillows.

Katsuki grits his teeth not allowing his eyes to linger on your toned ass for long.

Suddenly strong arms are wrapped around you as Izuku curls into you, nuzzling into the side of your hip.

"Ochaco..." He hums as slight panic washes over you. How would you get out of his arms with out disturbing him?

Bakugou's popping hand lands hard on Deku's toned bicep, he seems unphased as he releases you with a loud snore.

"Come on, Y/N. Before he holds you hostage." A growl as he gives you a toned back. You stare at him for a long time before he turns around again snatching you up princess style.

"O..oi!" You stammer, slapping his chest to which your only reply is a devilish smirk as he makes his way into the hall way.

"You didn't want to get your feet dirty remember princess?" He stands in front of your door now as you fight the blush forming on your cheeks trying to remind yourself that only a few short days ago you wanted to kill this man.

Yet here is stood, holding you so delicately, demonstrating patience for you in situations where you wouldn't have done the same for him.

He waits for you to do your door trick as you let the numbers burn into your retinas.

Was he in there? Waiting?

You hadn't seen him at the party so where else would he be. All the while Scarlet eyes see the fear in yours, he hates to see you like this.

Why wouldn't you just fucking tell him what was wrong so he could fix it?

Why did he even fucking care?

He wasn't sure, he just knew something changed between the two of you this weekend and he wasn't aware how much more things could change in just a few short hours.

You swallow thickly about to raise your hand before Katsuki starts walking towards his own door. You knit your eyebrows as you look up to him, he grunts as if to prompt you to open his door and you do.

"I wanted to watch another movie with you." Is all that he offers as he sets you down. You chalk it up to him being drunk as he leaves you alone in the foyer disappearing into the bathroom.

Steam begins to waft into the shared space with the bed and couch. The blonde pokes his head out to instruct you.

"Find a movie and get settled I'm not gonna be longer than five. I have a clean shirt you can use iffin ya want or I can get your something for you."

"I..I'm fine." You half stammer, almost stumbling into the room.

You were weighted down with an emotion you hadn't felt in a long time. Relief floods you, seeping into your limbs causing them to feel like heavy sand bags.

The room spins from the booze and your racing heart beat as you unzip your long dress, stepping out only to plop onto the bed. You find the plastic remote quickly surfing before your eye lids become too heavy.

Bakugou keeps his promise and emerges from the bathroom in five minutes. Violently rubbing the towel on his head before tossing it into the bathroom clad only in his boxers. He spies you on the bed and freezes.

He wants to shout but you are seemingly fast asleep, he is instantly regrets not forcing you to take one of his shirts as you lie topless and in a small thong over the white duvet.

"Fuck...."He hisses both from the sight of you and the situation. He would HAVE to sleep on the couch tonight, no letting you convience him other wise. He charges his phone, rummaging in his bag for an extra cord before plugging in yours on the same side table. He looks to the closet for an extra blanket to cover you up but when he comes up short he has to stop himself from blowing the whole damn closet to smithereens.

The door groans from his grip and your sigh of content pulls him out of his fit of rage. His eyes linger over you while he wonders if he can get you under the duvet.

He himself sighs as he gently tries to wrap you in the part of the duvet that would have been meant for him. Holding his breath he tries to move it over your sleeping form as you roll onto your back. Just as he is ready to set it down and tuck you in your eyes snap open.

Glowing with panicked rage before easing into something soft.

Much too soft for Bakugou to decipher.

In the glow of the TV Bakugou looks extremely different. The flashing soft light paints him in such a way that you feel hypnotized by his red eyes.

Eyes that you've felt all weekend, eyes that bring no worry or panic or untapped rage unlike the other green pair that has hunted you down.

How could just a few days change things? How could a pleasant afternoon, an odd night and this moment right here with him hovering over you as he tries to be a man and blanket you change everything you though you knew about him?

How did the glow of the TV make him so fucking handsome?

Your hand snakes to the nap of his neck pulling him down so that you may capture his lips. He pushes against your grip with all of his might.

"You don't want this..." He murmurs, eyes darting away, "I'm too..."

You watch his intense eyes dart away with the shadow of memories past. Ah, so he too felt as if he were too overbearing, too head strong.

Too fucking angry over nothing to be loved.

"Then lie with me Kaachan. I want that." You move yourself beneath what is your half of the duvet, patting the sheets beside you. He stares at you for a moment too long, suddenly you feel raw beneath his heated gaze, leaving you to wonder if you made the right choice allowing him to bring you in here.

As if reading your mind he sucks his teeth rounding the bed to plop angirly. Giddy escapes your body in the form of a breathy giggle as you drape him in the duvet. Snuggling against his arm much to his dismay and blush.

"I'm gonna get too hot." But he makes no move, if anything he adjusts his arm so you can snuggle deeper. The movie lulls on as your drunken mind wanders, landing you in a devilish thought.

"You're much better than that body pillow." You tease, tracing a finger down his Godly chest, he goes rigid beneath you, "Less clothing too..."

He grabs onto your wrist, holding your gaze with a deadly smirk.

"Ah is this what you've been doing with it?" You blush furiously in answer while he laughs darkly, "Perv."

"I...no its different when it's the real thing. Your pillow is tacky your shirt isn't even ripped in the right places." You huff angrily, encouraging his smirk.

"You're right it is different cause this isn't the only thing I'd do to the real one." Heat blooms on your cheeks as you prop yourself up to better see those deep pools of scarlet.

"What would you do to the real one?" It's flirty and yet serious, as you press your bare breasts against his arm and chest hoping to get a rise out of him. He sucks his teeth holding your stare none the less.

"Firstly I'd fuck the brat out of her." He laughs then as your heart claws up your throat, "If she'd allow it. The real thing hasn't been herself lately. I'm.....worried."

You kiss him then, straddling him faster than he'd like. He fights to keep from kissing you back but once you bite his bottom lip and pull he loses all thought. Flipping you over, hungry lips and gnashing teeth find your neck and bare breasts living little blooming circles.

You moan out as he makes his way down. He notices your ripped skin coming to your face with a snarl.

"I'm not talking about it." You say grabbing the back of his neck, not allowing him to break free as he soon melts into your touch.

Fine you don't want to tell him? He'll just fuck the shit out of you and make you wish you had told him.

That you'll tell him everything that bothers you.

And he'll fuck you hard enough that eventually you'll tell him everything that makes you happy.

Because now he's having a hard time noticing from the fringes.

He devours you whole, kissing and biting as his fingers find your slick sex. He smiles against your neck as he speaks in a voice soaked in desire.

"So wet for me already little kitten?" You hadn't realized you liked the pet name until it falls from his kissable lips. You smile a deadly smirk, feeding his ego as you look him in the eye.

"Only for you King Explosion Murder." You say it will all seriousness as his smirk turns into a dark chuckle.

"I guess Kirishima disclosed my pilot hero name huh?" His hand dips to your core, swirling quickly causing your eyes to flutter, "Its King to you got it kitten?"

You buck against his hand in response. He happily obliges, devouring your lips whole as you pant, moaning as the heat builds in your core. He edges you purposefully several times before you gasp out.

"Please..." He smirks then nipping at your neck.

"Please what?"

"Please King. Do your worst." Your breathy voice has him going mad as he places kisses down your breasts and stomach. Stopping to give small kisses around the bandage over your navel before you give him a gentle push further. He wraps deadly arms around your hips, spreading your legs as he bites into the tender flesh of your inner thighs.

You both moan and ooze in ecstasy as he leaves lovely bruising bites on your thighs before he goes onto you. Swirling his tongue along your needy clit as fingers pump into your core. He goes harder and faster with each loud gasp or moan you make, listening to your body as your core desperately grabs onto his fingers. Your head begins to swim from the threat of your first of many cum of the night. He smiles up at you with deadly scarlet eyes before he clamps down over your sensitive bud, sucking until you're a screaming thrashing mess.

"Bakugoooooooohhhh!" Is all you can say between outright moans as he over stimulates you with harder sucking and thrusts until you're cumming again and then once more before he crawls back up you.

Crashing a kiss onto your reddened face before he flips you over, raising your hips in the air and pushing you harshly against the bed.

He thinks better of it, removing his strong palm from the nape of your neck suddenly remembered how you've recoiled from his touch before.

"I'm okay...please..." You muffle, keeping your face comfortably smooshed between pillows and the soft mattress. Bakugou returns his hand without hesitation, pushing you further down as he teases you with the tip. Sliding it up and down your slick as you try to push agaisnt him.

He slides in slowly, inch by inch until he is still and deep within you. Causing you to attempt to get some friction after you feel him twitch. He starts with a slow but harsh pace, pulling all the way to the tip of his head before crashing back into you, hitting your clit nicely with his hanging anatomy. Over and over until it is faster and somehow harder as he ruts into you. Grunting as he goes encouraging your clenching moans as he eases both his and your frustrations.

For once in your life you relax, you take it as your body becomes limp, your back arching before his hands grab onto your hips, holding you in place. Your head swims, eyes flutter as you're starting to see stars.

Slowly you're learning in the time that he's fucking you that it's okay to rely on others, especially for pleasure. That it's okay to not have control.

Bakugou fights back the need to bust both literally and figuratively. His sweet salted caramel smell filling the intamite space, fighting the itch to let an explosion or two pop off of his arms.

"Fuuuuucckk kitten...you're so wet and good for me." His breathy tone sends you ever closer to yet another mind numbing crescendo. Heat washes over your body as he slows, you whimper in protest.

"I want you to cum King Katsuki..." Your voice is whiney as you attempt to buck against him to aid. He smirks, smacking your ass and watching with delight as it jiggles. He pulls at your hair, lifting you up as he leans over you to whisper closer to your ear.

"And where kitten do you suggest I do?" His voice is dark and ragged from vigorous work.

"In me." You say without hesitation, smiling deadly as he twitches in you. You expect to have your face shoved in the mattress once more but instead he flips you onto his back. Hand squeezing your throat a bit before he kisses your neck again. Leaving a large bruising bite on your collar bone. He ruts into you again, coming up to hold eye contact with you as you wrap your legs around his toned back.

Normally this is when you would look away, the eye contact would be too much as someone had their way with you. But for whatever reason you cannot as if he were a train wreck you couldn't tear your eyes away from.

And for whatever reason he cannot tear his away from you either. He has never finished facing a women, ever.

But he wants to. *Needs* to.

He wants to drink in how red your cheeks get, how your mouth forms over his name sending shivers down his spine. How your voice alone sends him into a crazed spiral that only you can placate.

He presses harshly against your hip bone as you pull him closer with your legs, he pulls on your nipple a bit causing another moan to fall from your lips. It encourages him to go harder and faster, hitting you in just right.

Sliding all over the g spot as his gaze holds yours stead fast. Sending you over an impossibly high edge as you feel him rut sloppily into you. Stars cloud your vision as you become unbearably hot, legs quivering, failing to stay on a toned back.

"Katsukiiii!!" You cry staying into scarlet pools that you drown in, he notices the slight glow to your eyes as small objects around the two of you begin to float. He let's off a small pop on his back before he sputters into you, pulling you close to him, breathing you in as he slowly thrusts. Breathlessly groaning in your ear.

Suddenly the room is plunged into silence although it is not uncomfortable. You're shaking from both the experience of letting go mentally and from the exhaustion he has put on your body.

"You okay?" He smooths a heated hand over your shoulder. You feel fine, you feel better than fine, great actually but life does not allow you to feel that way for long. Your mind pulls back into a panicked mode when you hear a slamming door and footsteps in the hall. Green irises try so hard to replace Scarlet in your very recent memory. Bakugou feels tepid tears hit his face. He pulls you into his chest rubbing your hand up the length of your back.

"I...I just want to forget those fucking green eyes." You sob into his chest, clutching at nothing. Explosions echo in the room before he soothes both himself and you. Quickly the booze and exhaustion pull you under, when you feel Bakugou pull away you wrap your arms around him harder than ever.

"Stay, please stay Kaachan...." You whisper, grip locked even as you fall victim to sleep.

Bakugou lies awake, over analyzing every sound in the hall way as he thinks. As he racks his brain of who you're fearful of with green eyes. He remembers then, that fucking creep staring at your door as if it were an open invitation to church.

Bakugou will pluck out those eyes for you.

You just have to let him.

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Friends to lover, on the beach

Jimin invited you for a week on an paradisiac island. On the first day, something happened that leads him to commits himself.

(Sorry the gif doesn't fit, it doesn't look "polished". But after my 5th attempt to upload it, when it finally worked, I deckded to let it intact...)

Wc. 5236

Well yall, it's a smut, a romantic smut.

«Come on baby, don’t be shy… I want to bury my dick between your boobs, what’s wrong with that» the stranger says.

«Leave me the fuck alone» you answer harshly.

«I bet that pretty mouth of yours would do an amazing job too… don’t play hard to get. Come on». The man was playing with your nerves.

What a horrible way to start your sejour at the beach! Your friend Jimin came here last year, claimed that it was the most beautiful place he visited with his band. He kept telling you how clear is the water, how white is the sand. You just arrived a few hours ago and as soon as you entered your room, you changed onto your sportswear to go for a little jogging on the beach. Jimin was so tired, he fell asleep as you were waiting for your luggages in the room. You should have waited for him to wake up and come here accompanied. But you were too eager to jog on the beach and he was so pretty, sleeping like the angel he is. You didn’t want to wake him up.

Why did you follow this little path? Why haven’t you stayed on the beach shore? You didn’t expect to meet that stupid man along the way, that’s for sure. As far as you look, you cannot see somebody around to help you out. Although it’s kind of scaring you, you will have to take care of the situation all by yourself. Can you handle him?

«Leave me alone. My boyfriend will be very mad at you if he hears you talk to me like that».

«Nah, I’m sure you don’t have one. You are too arrogant to have a man. No one can handle a foul mouthed like yours. Plus, I didn’t expect you to lie to me like that on our first and only date. Yes, I have to take the plane tomorrow, how sad. It’s your only chance to have me for yourself. Come on, I will let you suck me all you want… I can see how badly you want it».

The thought of him following you from the hotel to here scared the shit out of you. What is he capable of? You have no idea!

«I said leave me alone. I don’t want you. Go wank wherever you want man, but leave me alone».

Then unexpectedly, Jimin’s soft voice came from behind the man. You look above the stranger’s shoulder and see him coming to the rescue. Your friend was beautiful. Even in that very moment, you can’t help yourself but to witness his unbelieving beauty.

«Hey Jagi, there you are. Why haven’t you wait for me? I told you I wanted to jog with you» he took your hand and kissed your palm as soon as he was by your side.

«Sorry my love» you answer fastly playing the game, «I wanted to let you sleep» and facing the aggressive stranger you said “See? I told you I had a boyfriend. Now leave me alone you bastard».

«Man you’re a lucky one» he told Jiminie, «You must have a lot of fun with a girl shaped like that».

«I can’t complain man, I can’t complain. My girl is talented. Now if you excuse us, we will go for our jogging». He said, blinking at the stranger.

What the hell is he saying? You don’t have time to think about it, he places his hand on your lower back and guides you out of sight of the stranger.

«Just play the game», he murmures. You both jog in silence for a couple of minutes and when the path opens on the beach and the view is clear, you stop. Damn, you went far.

«Are you ok y/n? Did he hurt or touch you?» is the first thing your savior amiably asks you. «No, he didn’t. Thank you so much for saving me. I will be forever grateful for that» you stated as you glued yourself against him.

«I am sorry for the way I talked in front of you» he says, frowning his eyes and caressing your hair gently.

«I hope you are. You told him we have sex when clearly we have not» you snapped.

«Well, I let him believed I was having… well… fun… with you. In my defense, I thought it was the only vocabulary this man would have understand. I thought it would be easier to just pretend whatever he implied and leave». He is so cute, trying to justify his behavior. So cute and sexy at the same time with those shorts that shows his thighs. You have always loved his delicate but defined body shape. His cute, baby face but his manly shape.

«You’re right, he’s not the kind of man you want to provoke. You had the perfect attitude. Thank you so much. For a split second I was scared. I was ready to fight before you saved me».

«Hey, don’t panic but he’s there, he’s jogging. We will just pretend that we stop to talk before we return to the hotel».

You lift your chin up to look into Jimin’s eyes, unsure on how you should react. He was really stunning. A beautiful man, no doubt. «He’s close now, don’t look back. Just follow my lead ok?». You nod. Jimin is not very imposing physically, he’s not super tall or super muscular and scary. But nevertheless, you know he will protect you from the arrogant man. You are certain of that.

«Am I interrupting something» you hear the man ask, not so far from you anymore.

«Yes bastard» you answered, cocky since you know you are protected now. «Go, NOW. Leave us the fuck alone» you barked.

«Your girlfriend needs to be tamed» he says to Jimin. «You should make her shut that mouth, man if you know what I mean» he chortled.

«Yes, I will take care of that. Come on baby, let’s go to the hotel, you need a lesson». You don’t know how to react. Nobody ever talked to you like that and even though Jimin is just acting, it’s still disturbing to hear him say this. You decide that you won’t say anything and start to walk towards the hotel.

After a dozen steps, you feel Jimin’s hand in yours, soft and warm. He made sure that the stranger disappeared before you enter in lobby of the hotel, still holding hands. You just realised now that you never broke this contact with him, as you silently walked. Strangely, you were comfortable. Jimin and you cuddle from time to time but you never hold hands together. Not that you didn’t feel good with him, just because the opportunity never really presented itself. You wish you had a better reason to do it today.

For your first ever trip together, you and Jimin decided to take seperates rooms that can communicate together. This way, it will be easy to talk late at night without having to go in the hallway and also, you keep your privacy. You both enter his room and as soon as the doors closed, he says: «If you don’t mind I need a shower. I guess you too, after your jogging. Let’s meet up in an hour so we can go take diner together». It was not a question or an offer. It was an order. He was not only angry, he was furious.

«Jimin, my little mochi, are you mad at me?» you tried to lighten the atmosphere, showing off your cutest smile.

«Absolutely not. See you in an hour» he says between his clenched teeth. You couldn’t add anything, he slams the door right in your face. «What is wrong with you Park Jimin» you murmur. «Why are you acting like that? Because I didn’t wait for you to jog?» You were not sure at all what was going on with him.

Dumbfounded, you went directly in the bathroom and run the water of the shower. As the water was running on your back, you thought of the events that just happened. You have to admit, you should have wait for him. He made it clear that he intended to go jogging with you before he fell asleep. You were just too excited to discover the landslide he told you about so many times as you were preparing this trip.

You wash yourself quickly, chose a long skirt and a tank top, island style. You braid your hair and twirl them on top of your head in a pretty bun leaving a few stray of hairs freely encircling your face. You look at your image reflected in the mirror, you are satisfy. It’s not too sexy, not too dull. Some may even think you are pretty. Hopefully, Jimin will think that.

As soon as you are done, you went into Jimin’s room until he gets ready. As always, he was taking his precious time.

«Jimin I am here. Waiting for you on the couch my little mochi»

«Alright, it won’t be long».

It must have been long, cause you had the time to fall asleep. Although you were on the couch when you were waiting for him, now you are on his bed, your shoes removed and a blanket on you. There is a cold meal on the nightstand and a note «I was not able to sleep yet. Went on the beach for a walk. I will come see if you are awake later».

That was it. No «Your mochi that loves you xxx» like he usually signed. No «Take care lovely y/n» or «I miss you already». Not a single tender word although the gesture of covering you to keep you warm was sweet and caring. What is wrong with him? Why is he so cold suddenly. You decided to go meet him on the beach with the intention to talk about it. It was only your first day on this island, you would like to make things clear right away. You don’t want any kind of misunderstanding between you for the rest of the sejour.

You saw him very fast, he was the only one on the private beach shore. Sitting and looking at the ocean. He’s so beautiful, it’s mesmerising. If you were an artist you would have want to paint or draw him like that, his perfect profile exposed to your gaze. You remember the first time you met him. You still can’t believe you were that lucky. You were an army, you never lied about it. You have met him completely out of luck, in a museum. You were contemplating a painting when the soft voice of Tae had brought you out of your dream. It’s with Tae that you have talked first but it’s with Jimin that the real connection was made.

«Jimin, can we talk» you say with the softest voice you can. You know he’s not happy. It shows all over his face.

«Hi, you awake? What are you doing here, didn’t you get your lesson earlier»? he snapped, still angry at you.

«What’s going on? Why are you mad at me? We just arrived, you can’t be so disappointed in me already».

He stayed silent. You sat down beside him and as you lift up your chin to look at him you notice his eyes are red and puffy, like he cried. Touched by the sight of a sad Mini, you automatically take his hand in yours.

«Jimin, wh...»

«Don’t look at me y/n. Please». He interrupt.

You do as he said and looked at the ocean, overwhelmed by your tiring, exhausting day of traveling and the situation earlier. Combined with a sad Jimin, it’s barely tolerable.

«Jimin, tell me what’s going on. Please. We never fought in the 6 months we have known each other. Now you are mad at me and sad. Am I so deceiving?»

«What? Why does it have to be about you?»

«Well, it’s at me you were mad earlier»

«Y/n, just let it die, can you?»

Let it die? Of course you won’t let it die. You and Jimin shared so many good moments together. You have the feeling that if you don’t get to the bottom of this, something will break between you and this is something you can’t let happen. You love your friend too much to risk this. Gathering your courage, you turn your face towards him and kiss him gently on the cheek, rubbing your nose against his skin for a split second.

«I’m sorry love but I can’t do as you ask. We need to talk about this, Otherwise, we won’t have a good time this week, it would put a shadow on our holiday».

«You did nothing wrong Y/n. There’s nothing to talk about».

«I beg to differ»

He wanted to stand up, probably with the intention to leave the shore but his hand was still in yours and you didn’t let him do it. You pull on his hand, bringing him closer to you. He looked at you with fire in his eyes. Angry, mad, overwhelmed by all sorts of emotions he don’t want to feel at that very moment.

«Let me go»

«No»

«I said let me go, right now»

«Jimin, the way you act is childish. It’s immature and...»

«WHAT?» he exclaimed, furious. «I am the childish one? What about your own behavior?»

«Tell me Jimin, I want to know. What have I done to you?»

«You did nothing to me but you were childish. You always act childish. I should have known it was not a good idea to come here with you». Those words, they hurt deeply.

«What? How?» are the only words you can say, shattered. «I am not childish. I am not irresponsable. What are you talking about?»

«You’re right. It’s very mature to go jog alone along a isolated path on an island you don’t know about».

«It was still the middle of the day. It was lit outside. It was safe».

«Oh really? Was it safe when you met that man? Did you feel safe with his gaze on your body? Were you safe when he was coming towards you, hard as a rock and ready to jump on you?»

A chill runs through your entire body. You are frightened by his words as much as by the emotions that inhabit it. He’s so angry that his fists are closed and his jaw is tight. He has furrowed eyebrows and eyes as black as the moonless night ahead tonight.

«Jimin, I should have wait for you because I knew you wanted to jog with me. But you can’t blame me for the altercation. Can you?»

«I can blame you for that and I will. You put yourself in a dangerous situation».

«Jimin… stop before you become a complete jerk. You can’t blame me and you know it. A woman has the right to walk outside unaccompanied without fear of being the prey to a predator».

He breathes deeply once, twice. It doesn’t seem to be calm him down.

«Y/n… You should have wait for me. You didn’t know what you were exposing yourself to...»

You don’t let him finish his sentence, you are too pissed.

«Ok! You are being a jerk for real. I am going to sleep, goodnight».

Your try to stand up. His turn not to let you do it.

«Let go of my hand Mr. Park or I will be very mad»

«Y/n… please hear me out»

There is something different in his voice, his tone is lower, guttural. Nothing to do with the sweet mochi you are used to.

«Sit down and listen to me».

«If you are to be like that, I won’t stay you can be sure of it».

You sit down nevertheless, waiting for him say something. He was looking at the ocean when he said:

«I can’t Y/n».

«What? What can’t you Jimin?»

But he didn’t answer. He seemed too deep in his thoughts. What is he talking about? He can’t be here with you? He can’t still be friend? He told you you were childish, this is not the usual Jimin. Normally, he treat you like a queen. Like you are the most valuable treasure in the world.

«Jimin, for some reasons, I am more scared right now that I was this afternoon».

He continues to look at the sea in front of him, illuminated only by bright stars now as the night deepened.

«Jimin, please Jimin… talk to me. I never saw you like that. And I hate to be the reason of your anger and sadness...» you bawled, a silent tear rolling on your cheek. You looked at him, not even trying to hide the water in your eyes. He will know anyway, he always read in you like you read in him… Normally.

«Y/n, when I think about somebody touching you, I can’t breath...»

«wh... what?» you stammer.

«I said… This afternoon, this man… I could have kill him if he dared to lay a hand on you… Not only him if you want me to be honest. I don’t want another man to touch you»

«Jimin… what are you trying to say? Another man than who?»

He closes his eyes.

«Y/n, we had a rough day. Let’s just sleep for now. We shall talk tomorrow. Ok?»

There is no way in hell you will let this go like that. He started something, you want to see the end of this conversation. If he implies what you think he does… You leave his side and kneel in front of him. Gently stroking his arms.

«No, it’s not ok. Listen, I want to know what you mean»

«I meant nothing, really...» He was deceiving himself. He wanted to tell you how much he loves you but couldn’t find a good way to put it.

«You are a liar and a coward Park Jimin. You start something and you don’t want to end it»

If he was mad earlier, you don’t even have a word to describe what you acknowledge right now. You could see his cold, dark eyes as he lift his chin up. He tries to seem calm but his trembling hands betrayed him. Maybe you went too far.

«What did you just say?»

«I said you are weak, coward, gutless, scaredy-cat, spineless, craven… you want me to go on? And no, let me talk» you stopped him as soon as he opened his mouth.

«You deserve all those adjectives Park Jimin because there’s something you seem to want but you’re too scared to dare and try to get it. Am I right?»

Within a moment, all of his body language changed. What you perceived as anger turns into desire. His face softens and his jaw relaxes. However, his eyes remain as intense and black as they were.

«What is it that I want miss? You have an idea?» he smirked.

You decided that you won’t make it easy for him.

«You want me, of course. But I don’t like cowards, unfortunately for you». you replied, looking at him in the eyes, lifting up your chin proudly.

«Really y/n?»

«Really Jimin»

«I wonder how long it will take for you to take what you want».

Playfully, you start to open your tank top blouse. Slowly twisting each button with your fingers. Jimin watches each of your movements with a growing attention. When your blouse finally fell open, as Jimin still didn’t flinch, you started to lack self-confidence but you won’t show him that. You will play the seductive game that you started. You run your finger along your breastbone.

«Is this where you want to touch me, Jimin?»

His eyes leave your breasts and stick right in yours.

«I’d say this is a good start. But…no» he teased.

«Alright, let’s see what else I have to offer». You replied, gently sliding the straps of your bra over your arms. In all your life, you would never have imagined yourself playing strippers to seduce your friend. Nevertheless, you will help him make his move.

Keeping your bra in place, you cup your breast and start to pinch your nipples between your thumb and finger. That is when he reacted. With his left hand, he grabs you by the hip while he gently start to brush the delicate skin that wasn’t covered by your lace bra. You could see him swallowing harshly as if his mouth was dry.

«Something’s wrong Jiminie?» you mock him.

«Everything is perfect. Could not be any more perfect than that» His stare is intense, his eyes can’t betray the desire he has for you.

«I beg to differ Jimin. We haven’t started yet». You said, reaching out to your back to loosen your bra. He stopped your action.

«Wait, we are on the beach. People can come...»

«No Jimin, we are alone here»

«But people could...»

«Jimin, we are alone on an semi private beach. Plus, we are not cowards, are we?» You said, blinking.

«I think you speak too much» and that’s when his lips joined yours for the very first time. It was a soft but burning contact at the beginning. Jimin was gauging your reaction. He knew you were trying to seduce him but he is still unsure of where you want that seduction game to lead.

With his full lips, he deepened the kiss as soon as your lips parted, you felt his tongue slide urgently into your mouth to play with yours. Jimin was an amazing kisser. You could feel his smile against you.

After a moment like that, his and your breathing become ragged. He leans back, stares at you.

«You are beautiful» he murmurs softly. When you thought he was about to kiss you again, he surprised you. He grabs you by the hips and slides you on his thighs spreading your skirt on either side of your two bodies thus joined. Still too far from his center in your opinion. You feel the need to hug him, to bring him closer to you any way possible. Encircling his neck, you carefully slide yourself closer, rocking your hips against him. Looking in his eyes to see the effect you have on him while you feel it on your center for the first time. Jimin is already hard for you, you feel his dick twitching against your panties as his hips are filling the distance when you let a tiny space separate your bodies. That’s when his smells hits you. Raw and woody but still sweet. A smell that somehow makes you feel home but at the same time put fire in you. At the thought of your head in his chest, breathing in, your knees buckles. Jimin feels you and his hands firmly cups your buttocks.

«You need to be careful».

Grinning, you answered:

«No, I need to sit. I need to sit on you, with a good support point if you know what I mean».

He swallows with difficulty, his eyes going from your eyes to your breasts. Perfectly shaped to fit his hands. He can’t wait to discover if you have the color he imagined so many times before. «You are full of surprises miss y/n. I won’t complain».

«You haven’t seen anything yet my sweet mochi» you whisper, your voice full of a desire barely contained.

You start to play with his lips again, gently tugging on his lower lip with your teeth. Jimin pushing his pelvis against yours, eager to leave as little distance as possible between the two of you. His hands traces your spine from your neck to your butts. As he met your bra on his way up, he skilfully loosen it, never breaking the kiss.

«Jimin, I want you» you whisper between the kiss.

«You have me, you need more?» his mouth twist into a sexy sideways smile. Your mind refuses to keep things clean as his tongue meets yours again, furiously needing for more, always more. His kisses become tender as he slides his lips down to your neck, flutters them onto your chest and clamps them onto your nipples which he take in his mouth one by one, teasing them with his teeth. Swirling his tongue around them. His thumb running small circles on your covered clit as you gently stroke him above his linen pants.

«Enough of those games Mr Park, I need your cock inside. I need to sit on you» you say, yanking your panties down to your thighs. Jimin’s hand came to meet your cunt automatically, palming your center, gently sliding his fingers along your fold. Delicately. Almost like if he is touching the most fragile thing in the world.

«Beautiful» he murmurs before plunging his fingers deep inside without further ado. You can’t hold back a soft moan, your thighs shivering under that delightful touch. Your head leans back but you soon came back to your senses. Well, not completely but enough to make you take the situation to another level.

You loosen his pants, he lifts his hips and you hardly release him from his clothes, carefully freeing his hard member. You are torn between licking his thick dick and take him into your mouth or ride him. He doesn’t seem to hesitate at all as he lift you up enough so you can impale yourself on his dick. Slowly sliding you down on him, filling you up in one smooth movement.

«Oh My God y/n… You feel so good. Stay still please. I want to savor the moment»

He’s looking at you with a needy, loving look on his face. With what you called his heart eyes numerous of time.

«Jimin… Jimin… I love you» the words escape your lips too fast, you can’t hold them back. For a moment you were so mad at yourself for saying it. Quickly thought, you’re relieved to hear Jimin whisper «I love you y/n. So much»

Gripping his hair, you arch your back and wrap your legs tightly around his waist. His hands taking a grip on your shoulders from behind to keep you closer. You worried you might passed out from pleasure if things keep being that good. You begin by rolling your hips in slow smooths circles. You want to feel every inch of him between your folds. He lean over to take a nipple between his lips then suck it hard, making you shiver. When his mouth was not on you, He looked you straight in the eye, vulnerable and strong at the same time. Not scared to show you all the power you have on him right now.

As you feel him moving, looking forward to having more, you begin to rock your hips back and forth, slowly at first then harder, faster. Jimin’s hips meeting yours half way. You try to take him deeper by bouncing up and down on him but your legs were tired already.

«My girl is so needy… You need it more deep, don’t you?»

«Jimin it already feels so good… » Orgasm was slowly building inside of you.

«Wait love, hold still» You freeze. He kisses you and gently rub your clit, making you shiver.

«I love how we connect together, I love our bond. I love our connection. It feels good right?»

«Baby can we talk after, right now, I am still unfinished».

He started to laugh.

«Your wish is my command. You needed deeper, I will serve you deeper. Do you have strong arms?» He asked with a smirk.

«What do you have in mind?»

«You will see soon enough baby, you will see soon enough».

He gets on one knee in front of you, asks you to throw your legs on his shoulders.

«Hands on the ground please baby, you will need to support yourself. Let’s see if you can handle deeper» he commands.

As soon as your palms touches the sand below you, he lift your ass up and brought you closer, holding you in that position firmly. Like this, there is no touching possible but this is the most pleasant position you never experienced so far. It hits you some places you didn’t even know existed. He thrusts deep into you, filling you completely, fast, never slowing down the pace. You struggle to catch your breath and feel dizzy but it isn’t finished yet. Jimin is pounding hard. With a hint of ocean breeze, his delicious smell mingles with yours and fills the air.

«Oh, god Jimin...» you gasp as the orgasm is building again. «Jimin, please don’t stop...»

«This is not my intention my lady. I don’t intend to stop until we sit on that plane next week».

The sensations are overwhelming and you can tell he’s nearly there too. You feel your arms lack strength but you don’t want to move an inch, you almost reached your orgasm. Without ever breaking eye contact with him, you say:

«Faster Jimin, harder… I won’t last long».

«It’s ok baby, let’s go of your hands and touch yourself for me»

You carefully did as he commanded. As soon as he see your delicate finger rubbing a circle on your clit, his face contorts, desperately containing his scream as he comes deep inside of you, filling you with his juices. You arch your back against the sand as the waves of orgasm overwhelms you too, delicious ripples flowing through you from head to toes. Softly moaning through your closed lips. Jimin stays in position and continues to thrust into you until you can open your eyes again.

Smiling at each other, he puts your ass gently on the sand, crawling between your legs to come lie on top of you. Your breathing slows as you stare at each other like you can’t quite believe what just happened. He then grin and start to kiss your face as you gently caress his hairs.

«Your arms must be tired, lay on me completely please. You’re too far already» you utter.

Instead, he lays down on your side, dragging you against him. Still kissing your face.

«Jimin, I love you. I am in love with you since the first day I met you».

«I know… » he smiles.

«You know?»

«Yeah… Tae is my best friend you know. He couldn’t help but tell me my crush also had a crush on me».

«Oh! My! God! I will kill him!» you pretend to be mad.

Jimin laughed, kissed your eyelid softly. Then your nose, your lips.

«Nah! You won’t kill him. Because of him, I had courage to invite you here».

«Jimin… screw that separate room. I want you in my bed for the rest of the week» you firmly affirm.

«Only the week my love? What about next one? I haven’t touch you the way I wanted to yet.»

«Let’s be together for a long time then».

«Let’s be together for a very long time» he agrees.

As you walk hand in hand towards the hotel under the moonless sky, Jimin tells you:

«From now on, I am the only person that can touch your body. I will make sure to satisfy all your needs».

Shivering, not from the cold but from what those words implies, you let yourself go against him. No doubt it was a good idea to come on this island with him.

#bts #bts fluff #bts smut #jimin #jimin scenario #bts imagine #bts fanfic #jimin bangtan #bangtan smut

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latenightbotanist · 7 years

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I have feelings about the ode to joy and im going to dump them on you

At the time i am writing this part i have suffered through twenty two (22) hours of “ode to joy” repeated in my brains so you are gonna suffer with me now. Srsly, ask @madgronkish i kinda lost it around noon.. Anyways. First thought when i heard it was literally" theyre not going to fucking reunite them to THAT SONG??!?!“ Whilst i was wrong about sherlock driving the car…they still did that. Thanks mofftiss.

Ok now down to business. First off, DISCLAIMER, i am in no way qualified to do this? I dont know much about music and have like half an experience at writing meta? so..sorry in advance, maybe just look at this as inspiration and well..gay feelings bc i have enough of those to go around rn.

I will also tag some lovely people who actually know how to do this whole meta thing, and who knows, maybe one of you actually reads this mess and makes somethin out of it? Possibly? Idk, i dont blame you if you dont, really. @quietlyprim @loudest-subtext-in-tv @joolabee @hudders-and-hiddles @love-in-mind-palace @teapotsubtext @beejohnlocked @kinklock @marcelock @gaytectives @ormondsacker @culverton

So.. for all of you who dont know, ode to joy (originally “freude, schöner götterfunken”) is part of beethoven’s 9th symphony, it is the first ever symphony to incorporate voices, the lyrics mostly come from schillers “Ode an die Freude” and the melody itself has been the european anthem since 1972 (1985 if you insist on EU).

Ok so lets have a quick look at the lyrics(and i really mean quick, these are my notes from this morning, not exactly coherent but enough to get a general idea of my feelings about this, we’ll get into more detail later) i also put both the english and german version bc i felt at some points things got lost in translation, but honestly i dont know what to do about that so yeah, if you speak german, good for you, if not and by the end if this youre not bored to death and still have questions dont hesitate to ask i will awkwardly but gladly try to elaborate (this applies not only to lyrics btw)

O Freunde, nicht diese Töne!

 Sondern laßt uns angenehmere anstimmen,

 und freudenvollere.

Oh friends, not these sounds! 

Let us instead strike up more pleasing

 and more joyful ones!

(Literally lets have happier stories, also the score.. yes lets get the johnlock theme back,please)

Freude! Freude! / Joy! Joy!

Freude, schöner Götterfunken 

Tochter aus Elysium, 

Wir betreten feuertrunken,

 Himmlische, dein Heiligtum!

 Deine Zauber binden wieder 

Was die Mode streng geteilt; 

Alle Menschen werden Brüder, 

Wo dein sanfter Flügel weilt.

/ Joy, beautiful spark of divinity,

 Daughter from Elysium,

 We enter, burning with fervour, (Cant set the heart on fire if its

 heavenly being, your sanctuary! already burning w/ love, yall) 

Your magic brings together

 what custom has sternly divided. (Gayyyy!!!!!)

 All men shall become brothers, (Secret brothers,reunion…) 

wherever your gentle wings hover.

(Idk, mrs hudson is an angel?)

Wem der große Wurf gelungen,

 Eines Freundes Freund zu sein;

 Wer ein holdes Weib errungen,

 Mische seinen Jubel ein!

 Ja, wer auch nur eine Seele

 Sein nennt auf dem Erdenrund

! Und wer’s nie gekonnt, der stehle

 Weinend sich aus diesem Bund!

Whoever has been lucky enough. (Luckiest man in the world,

 to become a friend to a friend, my only friend, … )

Whoever has found a beloved wife,

 let him join our songs of praise! (Uh….how bout no?) 

Yes, and anyone who can call one soul 

his own on this earth! (My john…..) 

Any who cannot,

let them slink away from this gathering in tears! (Mary crying,then disappearing)

Freude trinken alle Wesen

 An den Brüsten der Natur;

 Alle Guten, alle Bösen

 Folgen ihrer Rosenspur

. Küsse gab sie uns und Reben,

 Einen Freund, geprüft im Tod;*

(Like.. sherlock died and  came back for john what more proof??)

Wollust ward dem Wurm gegeben,

 Und der Cherub steht vor Gott.

Every creature drinks in joy

 at nature’s breast;

 Good and Bad alike

 follow her trail of roses. (Good and bad, rosie, hmmmm) 

She gives us kisses and wine,

 a true friend, even in death; (Or only in death?hey mary)

 Even the worm was given desire, (Mycroft? Nah,probs moriarty)

 and the cherub stands before God. (Sherlock, my lil cherub)

Froh, wie seine Sonnen fliegen

Durch des Himmels prächt'gen Plan,

(Plans…ominous)

 Laufet, Brüder, eure Bahn,

 Freudig, wie ein Held zum Siegen.

Gladly, just as His suns hurtle

 through the glorious universe,

 So you, brothers, should run your course, (the way it was always

 joyfully, like a conquering hero. meant to be…..)

Seid umschlungen, Millionen!

 Diesen Kuß der ganzen Welt! 

Brüder, über’m Sternenzelt 

Muß ein lieber Vater wohnen. 

Ihr stürzt nieder, Millionen? 

Ahnest du den Schöpfer, Welt?

 Such’ ihn über’m Sternenzelt!

 Über Sternen muß er wohnen.

Be embraced, you millions!

 This kiss is for the whole world! (,!!???? Like???????Yes pls) 

Brothers, above the canopy of stars 

must dwell a loving father. (Or two? Hey dads) 

Do you bow down before Him, you millions?

 Do you sense your Creator, o world? 

Seek Him above the canopy of stars! 

He must dwell beyond the stars.

Well that was……….. kinda gay. Yeah yeah i know its just a queer reading no i dont believe it was intended to be gay by either beethoven or schiller (or was it?? Irdk) but. in the context of the show. which is rather what were looking at. Pretty damn gay, right?

Ok lets have a look at my absolute favourite lines first:

Your magic brings together/what custom has sternly divided.

Well… i think we can all agree that society has, quite sternly indeed, divided holmes and watson, romantically. Homosexuality just simply wasnt a custom, or at least very frowned upon, mildly speaking. It is rather magical to watch this wrong being righted though, i should think. More specifically in bbc sherlock, the divide has come through a custom of not speaking to each other, and guess what?? Yeah hudders is friggin done with that bs these two are talking now!

And then…

Be embraced, you millions!/This kiss is for the whole world!

*shrieking* do i? Do i really need to talk about this? I think not. This just…. yeah. I mean really….. I would like to add at this point that, at least to my ears, embraced sounds like a rather tame option of translation. “Umschlungen”, to me personally conveys a certain vigour, almost as if the embrace might… idk.. come as a surprise to some extend? Take the air from some peoples lungs? Yeah dunno what that could be about……

If you still need more i guess i could just blubber some more about it all but tbh what is structure? so yeah, here we go, feel free to leave anytime i mean its already pretty gay and hurts my heart i wont blame you if you think

•WE ARE NOW ENTERING THE REALM OF JOY… yep thats happening things are getting happy, please, god, let them actually. And this joy that we will feel when John and Sherlock ( finally) get together will mend all the wrong thats been done to those two, and us Holmes fans, during all these years of being kept apart by society and norms and customs, homophobia and heteronormativity. Were entering a sanctuary, we are literally save here!

•General message of schiller’s ode to joy is literally that HUMAN CONNECTIONS ARE THE CROWN OF HUMAN EXPERIENCE like wow yes thank you it is as if human connections were the stuff that…completes you as a human being. Say what?

•Not only is this true for johnlock but also for our entire community, were bound together by the joy of this show, our joy will mend what heteronormativty destroyed, the joy of their kiss will unite us, we will embrace it and the joyfull gayness will embrace us!

•The fact that its literally such a groundbreaking piece of music. There have been symphonies over and over but this is new, this is different, he incorporated voices. Groundbreaking,earthshattering… u get it. Seriously if anyone who has even a slither of a clue about music wants to educate me on what the inclusion of voices could stand for please im begging enlighten me my brains too fried im already struggling to get this done(as you might be able to tell. I am so sorry)

And now, onto some more shit i stumbled upon in the original poem that, sadly, didnt make it into the song but:

•Have patience for a better world to come, god(mofftiss) is good and will give you what you deserve

•Forget hatred and revenge, forgive your (arch)enemy who shall not have to cry or be rueful (ahem mary. Also possibly mycroft to some extent who knows whats gonna happen)

•Bravery even in agony,help where innocence is weeping (hi john)

•Something about oaths and telling the truth to your friends as well as enemies and how lies will bring everything down……

•Narrowing the circle, making oaths with wine and staying faithful(keep believing!!)

•Salvation from tyranns, hope to the dying, mercy in council, forgiving of sins and ENDING HELL well ok then yes to all!

No honestly theres a lot and im horrifically underqualified and have a headache so i’ll stop now. If you actually read this whole mess of a thing.. thank you. Bless your soul. I’ll make you an origami elephant or something

#oh wow look #my first meta #contributing #sherlock #bbc sherlock #s4 #sherlock season 4 #sherlock s4 #tld #the lying detective #sherlock soundtrack #sherlock meta #ode to joy #meta #mine #textpost #my meta

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harlems-best · 6 years

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Growing Up Harlem

I was thinking about a friend of mine who got killed years ago, like in the early 90s. He had a unique name, Yero!. He lived in Lenox Terrence in Harlem. Now unlike Yero didn't need to be out in the street selling drugs as I did. His moms seemed to be doing pretty good providing for him and his brother. I met him through a mutual friend named John. John as I can recall had some dealing with a Jamaican dude I was hustling for at the time, we will just call him George for now. So this is around the time everyone was going out of town to sell drugs because the selling prices were so much higher.

John had a spot out in Washington, or so I thought, that was making a lot of money. He had Yero working for him and suggested we hook up and go out town for a couple of days and I was with it. So me and Yero got real cool with each other. So the day before we were supposed to leave we were at his house in Lenox Terrence in his room bottling up crack to take with us on the Greyhound bus. That"s right the Bus. lol Oh I don't think we were even in our 20s at the time. While we had all the drugs out on a table, his moms knocked on the door and he was like "yeah mom", I can't remember what she wanted but he was like Ill be out soon and she never attempted to come in the room. I was like nervous and shit. I was like "you didn't lock the door or nothing". He said "no, she done come in my room". lol I was like 'Word".

So we rented a room where we would keep most of the drugs at while we were out at the spot making money. Now Yero was not really cut out for the whole drug game. Me on the other had young as I was had two kids already and needed to keep the cash flow going, had a mother who was a dope fiend, had to help my grandmother and I wanted fresh things and I had been exposed to all types of shit at young age.

Yero was a pretty light skin dude, all the girls loved him. That was the main reason he wanted to sell drugs. He loved the attention from the ladies and he had some sexy girls at that. As young as he was, he happen to be a third degree black belt. He had practice martial arts since he was six years old I believe.

Its one thing to practice martial arts and self defense in a tamed environment but it really gets tested in the mean streets of Harlem or any hood for that matter. Its the growing up in the hood being poor that makes you hard and cold in life. Some make it to become hood stars and hood legends but death is almost certain. Then there are those who like the gold and glitter of the drug life but are really not made for it and try to become something there not. That was the case with my boy Yero.

So we are out in Washington D.C. in the hood hood. Now remember I was told by John that he had a spot out there and all. Well come to find out the spot was really in the hall way of a building with other people selling who actually lived in the building. Yero knocks on one of the doors and a dude comes out looking like a crack head and he was like ok yall here. Dude turned out to be a runner for us. So now im like oh hell no. I ask Yero, which I should have ask way before we got on the bus, did we have some protection (guns) and he was like no!. I said John said everything was already here for us. Get this John is know for selling guns but we had none to protect us. Aint that some shit. Now at the same time im talking to Yero some dude in the building was like "you niggas can't be selling in here". Yero, we selling here, now what. So I know the cardinal rule of going into unknown territory. You need to know someone who can vouch for you, you need guns for protection and a little crew. I was told by John we had all that out there. But we didn't. We were sitting ducks. So I ask the dude who was the runner for us did he have a gun in the crib. He was like he had a little 22 and I was like that is better than nothing. I"m glad i had gloves with me, it was winter time, so I held on to the ratchet while we were selling.

The crackheads was loving the product we had and they started coming in masses. That"s back when real drugs were being sold and you took pride in your product. (Now looking back I realize the joke was on us selling poison to our own people while all other races bought up the condemned property in all the hoods and waited years for the right time to rebuild and make a profit). The other drug dealers in the building (who happen to be just as young and wild as us) started to notice the all the money we were getting. Dudes are now talking shit and I can feel the tension in the air. We ran out of product so we had to go back to the hotel to re up.

Back then there were no cell phones, we had beepers. We had to beep John with a number to call us back. So we beep him and put in the hotel number. Once I had John on the phone, I was like "Yo, we are like sitting ducks out here and im not feeling this. We need more people and protection because dudes out here are packing and quick to squeeze off". His response was very weak. I can not remember exactly what he said but I think he was like "just stay out there and Ill send some other dudes in a day or two. FOH!

I"m like we out! We going back to NY and come back and do this right. Yero, was "like naw man, did you see all that money we just made? Come on Ed lets go get this money". Nigga please. I had to practically drag his ass to the bus station. Once we got back to NY, I talked to John and was like "look we need to do this right, we can not be out there like that". See Yero was real gullible, he just really wanted to be down and get money to get the girls. John on the other hand felt he had some young dumb boys that he could use and make money at our expense.

I was kicking it with Yero before I left him at his house. I was like "don't go back to D.C. with out me. We going to do this right so we can really make some money and have a fighting chance. It was about a week later and a cousin of mines who knew Yero come up to me and was like "you know your man is dead right?" I'm like "who"? He was like "Yero". I don't know the words to describe how I felt at that moment. It was a lot of anger, guilt because I wasn't there for him. Come to find out the dude that killed him was from NY and knew him. That's how he was able to get up on him and shoot him in the head point blank range. He had about $3,000 in his pocket when the police came on the scene so it was no robbery. It was all about jealousy.

I think about my boy every so often. The memory of his body in his casket and you can see the dent in his forehead from the bullet.

Ill never forget you bro. R.I.P.

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