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featherymainffins · 7 days
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Binge-reading Dungeon Meshi because it's the only thing standing between me and suicide ngl.
#it at least gave me the single molecule of mental energy required to force myself to eat at least one slice of bread#because it's like the physical energy is there sure but mentally I'm like 'noooooo I don't want to eat anything i hate food#all food tastes bad and i hate life and i want to eat nothing at all and furthermore i need to lose weight so i should starve myself'#I'm thinking that it might actually make me last until I either convince the crisis center that I'm for fucking real for real#or until my appointment with the school counselor. which idk when would be because i was supposed to go on the#2nd of April but i guess there might be holidays because he called me when i was atva lecture but i couldn't take it#because i had a lecture and he hasn't called since but I'm assuming#that hell call again and that he wants to let me know that the date is impossible#but I want to like wait and see what he says. and if he goes like 'oh actually im on a long vacay now goodbye forever'#or whatever I'll just go '...slay' and ride my ass to the hospital tomorrow.#show up at the crisis centre looking exactly like the patients with chronic pain who report pain 7 while looking unphased#like 'hello i am an active danger to myself I can't get out of bed most days; i need 16 hours of sleep to function for 4 hours#my meds have stopped working I haven't eaten anything but exactly 2 pancakes and a slice of bread in the past 4 days#and i exhibit a strong refusal to change this marked by thoughts present in people affected by eating disorders. no activity#feels fun anymore and they were marked by a strong sense of anxiety a few days ago but now i just feel nothing at all.#at this point I'm not even refusing to do any of my hobbies because im increasingly afraid of failure and its#consequences while being hunted for sport by anxiety from the opposite end telling me that i need to finish 50 masterpieces#immediately or nobody will ever like me again and they'll all see me for the talentless fraud i am. at this point i just don't care.#i don't do anything because i feel sluggish and my body is heavy and I'm so so tired and I'm tired of being awake and I can't think straight#also i think i might be going into a psychotic episode again.'#they're gonna tell me to get the fuck out of their faces anyway but it's worth a try.#like idk i feel like they might kinda listen because yesterday I guess they wouldn't have but today i have stopped caring about cars#and looking both ways. which is like. not a good sign probably. also yesterday i was still somewhat able to talk to people#even though i was in a very irritated and drained out state but today I'm feeling like if anyone even fucking attempts to talk to me#or if i hear any loud fucking sound at all I'm just gonna punch myself in the head until the pain drowns out all the sound
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kenlvry · 1 year
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Could you write the main 4 (seperate) making out and getting caught🙏🏽🙏🏽
getting caught
an YES YES YES LOVEEE A FIC WHEN YOU GET CAUGHT DOING ANYTHINGG. 16-17
kenny mccormick
you didn't know how but you and kenny are in the gym making out. that wasn't even the reason you two were there, you two were suppose to be fighting bc earlier you got mad at how this random ass girl was flirting with him and he didn't even do shit! but nonetheless you aren't complaining, you love making out with kenny, he's always passionate abt making out with you, its never sloppy or rushed. his lips were smooth, it got you questioning what lipbalm he had bc wow. his back was pressed against the wall and your waist was being held by kennys hand holding you close to him. you were so in the moment you didn't realise stan walking in ig , he was looking for you two bc he saw you drag kenny in there looking mad and when he saw what he saw he dropped the books he had on him which made you jump, you tried to turn to him but kenny held your waist hard, "hey stan wsp" this man stays embarrassing you 😞, "um... it can wait.." stan ran out "now where were we?" kenny hold your neck and pulled you in for another make out session.
stan marsh
now stan wasn't one to show pda outside but the fact he's making out with you rn at the side of the school is shocking. he pulled you aside to get you away from the man that was insisted on getting your number, and you gave him your number!! now in your defense you though he wanted to be friends, stan got all frustrated and now you two are making out. he's rough, the way he's kissing you is like he's mad at you and he is mad, although he's rough. he still holds your waist gently and cups your face gently, he looks and acts mad but he still cares for you no matter how mad he is. your back was pinned against the wall and his left arm had you pinned while the other was holding your waist, your hands was both on his shoulders enjoying the moment every now and then pulling away to take breaths but quickly going back in for the kiss. you were enjoying it but maybe too much since you couldn't hear the door open, stan not breaking the kiss opened his eyes while you remained yours close, it was the boy who asked your phone number earlier. he stood there somewhat mad and shocked, stan smirked into the kiss which you can feel and continued kissing you. now whenever you see the kid he acts all awkard , hmm wonder why 🤨🤨
kyle broflovski
you and him were on his couch, ike, his mom and his dad were out and wasn't gonna comeback in 7 hours. you two took it as a chance to do something risky, well you took the chance. kyle was too scared his parents would suddenly come in to grab smthing but you insisted and who was he to deny you? so here you two are intensely making out. kyle sitting on the couch manspreading while you sat on top of him with your knees and putting them so that his legs were in between yours, him grabbing you waist almost grabbing your ass and the other one on your thigh. for someone who was soo scared to make out he was really good, his kisses weren't sloppy but neither passionate, he's taking his time. he wanted it to last forever he loved the view he had, having to look up to you bc of the position you two were in. then suddenly the door burst open with cartman kenny and stan "no im telling you kenny it- woah." you two immediately got off each other and smiled at them. it was so obvious what you two were doing, kyle had lipstick smudged on his lips and your lipstick was too smudged, most gone. "continue, i wanna watch" "are we like.. disturbing you two" you being polite saying no but kyle wished said yes bc now cartmans asking your opinions if a tiger and a lion is a same thing, after this hes definitely continuing what you two were doing.
eric cartman
now... mans isn't one to kiss you.. let alone make out with you, yet here you were in an alley making out. it started with you kissing his face which he pushed you lightly making disgusted faces but he's clearly blushing. then you wanted it to take the next level and pulled him to an alley and kissing him, he didnt resist to kiss back, so you two were making out. you and cartman was actually also with the other three but they went in a shop to buy smthing, his kisses were sloppy yet nice. he's taking his time but at the same time its like he wanted it to be short incase someone sees,your back was pressed on the wall. he holds your face with his hand and the other on your neck, you had yours over his shoulder. if anyone passes by they couldn't see but if they were to slightly turn their head they could see. but it wasn't a busy lane for people to walk by every second so you two were okay, you loved moments like this, cartman never showed affection considering his personality but once he does its the sweetest thing ever <33 you two were so caught up that you didn't here the other three calling your name. they came to the alley and checked and js dropped whatever they brought, never in their life would they expect to see him making out with someone let alone kiss someone. cartman immediately pulled away and coughed saying its not what they think, but you laughed and whispered "there's lipstick stains on your face babe" he blushed and wiped them off, you laughed and the other three couldn't help but think how you come to love him. hes so cute<33
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fairysluna · 4 months
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INVISIBLE STRING | Chapter 4: you must like me for me.
New Girl!AU — A disastrous break up led you to them; three guys living in a huge apartment and in need of a new roommate who helped with the way too expensive rent.
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PAIRING - Modern!Aegon II Targaryen x Fem!Reader.
SUMMARY - the unexpected presence of Aegon in your room brings the so desired moment of him finally seeing you as a friend. However, you were never good at giving advice and it all ends in a big mess.
TW/TAGS - cursing, body dysmorphia, mentions of blood, insecurities, this might be considered as a slight chubby!aegon, make out session, mentions of nudity, slow burn, friends to lovers, things get heated but nothing happens. If something is missing pls let me know!!
AUTHOR'S NOTE - hi everyone, do you remember this fic? lmao. i know it's been MONTHS since i posted sth for this story, but well, i finally got the inspiration to write this, so this came out. I promise to be fully dedicated to this fic bc it's time i finish this already and bc im excited for it!! now im on vacations so i guess I'll have more time so... thank you if you waited for this fic, and thank you for reading!!🤍
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When you finally entered the loft your right hand was holding three files filled with tests for you to grade while the other one was carrying your bag and the keys of your home. You quickly scanned the living room to see if someone was there in order to greet them, but it was empty and messy as usual; leftovers of pizza and a half empty bottle of Coke soda in the center table. “It must've been Aegon”, you thought.
With a sigh you walked towards your room, worrying not to drop anything from your hands and thanking the gods as you saw the door slightly open. You kicked it, accidentally hard enough to make it smack against the wall behind it, and as soon as you looked inside the room, your eyes widened in surprise and all the things that were held by your trembling arms fell around the floor.
Aegon was standing in the middle of your room, shirtless and in the middle of flexing his muscles right in front of your mirror. He noticed your presence immediately, and he ran towards his shirt that was laying on your bed and covered his naked chest with a wild expression remarkably printed on his now red face.
"What are you doing here?" He asked, breathlessly.
"This is my room!" you quickly replied, ignoring the thousands of papers that were now scattered on the floor.
"Weren't you supposed to arrive at six? It's four pm!" Aegon rapidly put his shirt back on.
"We- they let us go home earlier because it's the school's anniversary- what are you doing here?" you spoke, stammering and interrupting yourself. You were still a bit taken aback with this whole situation.
There was a slight moment of doubt in Aegon's mind that was quite evident for your observant eye; he looked away from you as his arms crossed in front of his chest to cover himself even when he was no longer exposing himself. You arched your eyebrow, silently insisting on an answer or some kind of explanation; two days ago you could have sworn he did not like you, but now seeing him standing in your room in such a condition made you overthink everything.
However, before you could think about questioning his lack of words, Aegon sighed loud enough for you to hear the embarrassment and resignation, and soon a mumble followed.
"You have a mirror," he replied.
His response did nothing but confused you even more. A frown appeared on your face, one small gesture that Aegon might have misinterpreted as an angered one if he hadn't known you enough.
"A mirror?" Aegon nodded.
"You're the only one who has one in the bedroom, and-"
"What about the bathroom?" You interrupted out of pure curiosity. "And Aemond has one too."
"Jace has been taking a shit for hours and Aemond forbade me to enter his room since what happened the last time." You were about to open your mouth to ask about it, but he was faster. "Don't ask," he warned you, and you pressed your lips together, remaining silent. "Listen, just forget this. I'm gonna leave right now, and we'll pretend this never happened. Okay?"
He started to walk towards you in order to cross the doorframe behind you. He passed right next to you, and for some unknown reason, your body decided to act before your mind could even process what was going on. Before you even noticed, your hand was wrapped around Aegon's wrist in a grip that was surprisingly strong. Aegon froze right in the spot and the first thing he did was to watch your hand, to then lift his face and lay his deep, lavender eyes on you.
Your jaw clenched, unsure of what to do since everything seemed to be happening strangely fast. The situation was confusing, and it made you act out of instinct leaving you standing there beside him, with just a few seconds left to say something before it turned into something awkward and weird.
Aegon, who would naturally and instinctively reject other people's touch, did not even attempt to push you away from him; he just waited until you removed your hand from his wrist. His reaction was quickly excused by his own mind, thinking that it was only because you took him by surprise.
"Uh…" you muttered, still trying to process what to say, "if- if there's something troubling you, you can tell me, you know? Maybe it's something I can help with."
He just shrugged, trying to make it seem unimportant.
"Not really," he said, leaving the room afterwards without saying another word.
You sighed, resigned to only be seen as his roommate and not as a friend. You tried not to think about it while you kneeled down to pick up the files and papers that fell from your hands when you entered your room, because you did not want it to let it bother you.
But, when you managed to put all your things on your desk, you turned around and saw Aegon standing in the doorway with arms crossed and a defeated look on his face, which had a slight pinkish tone that you would have found adorable in another situation.
"Actually, yes," he started, stepping into the room and closing the door behind him, as if he was scared of someone else listening to the conversation. "I kinda need help with something… I- uh, well, you are a girl so you probably know about this stuff, so…"
It was a difficult task for you to hide the emotion that lightened up your face after hearing his words, finally seeing the perfect opportunity to bond with the guy that has been avoiding you for weeks.
"Of course," you replied, trying not to speak too fast. "I can help you with anything."
"Alright." He nodded, looking down at the floor as he seemed to be putting some order to his words before they left his mouth. "So, the girl you saw the other day, the girl in the bar, remember?"
"I knew you liked her!"
"Well, I just want to bang her, but that's one way to put it," Aegon shrugged after his explanation, while you pressed your lips. "The thing is that, I think she's super hot and gorgeous, and way out of my league, and-"
"Oh, Aegon, you are handsome too!" You interrupted, and he quickly started to look impatient.
"Yeah, but that's not the point," he said, exasperated. "The thing is, the last time that I had sex, the girl I was fucking- uh… well, she said something about my body that really took me off."
"What did she say?" You curiously asked.
"She kinda made fun of it," he replied quickly, as if he was embarrassed.
Your eyes softened immediately after, and your first instinct was to touch him to give him support; however, halfway there you remembered he did not like those gestures, so your hand ended up in the air and seconds later you put it back. Aegon's breath was caught in his throat as he saw how your hand was so close to his skin.
"I'm sorry, Aegon."
"And now I can't get naked in front of this hot girl, even when I really want to!" He cleared his throat, and his tone suddenly changed, now being more angered rather than sad. "I just want to get laid, but I can't! This chick cursed me or something."
"You're not cursed," you said, trying to comfort him somehow. "Listen, you need to work on your self confidence, and-"
"And how do I do that?"
"Do what?"
"How can I work on my self confidence?"
You frowned, "I don't- I'm not sure how-"
"Oh come on!" He raised his voice with exasperation. "You're a teacher! Aren't you supposed to give guidance to your students?"
"Well, my students don't usually ask for sexual advice from their teacher so…"
"You need to help me, please," he pleaded, and you could clearly see the despair in his eyes begging you to say something useful.
You knew you could not fuck this up, not when it was probably the only chance you could have to bond with him after days trying to make him look at you as a friend. Inside of your mind you tried to remember anything that could work in this situation, all those psychology seminars you attended during your college days were coming back to your mind as you thought of an answer.
"Well, you can… try to stand naked in front of a mirror, maybe after you shower, and see the qualities of your body that you like the most."
“Would that work?”
“It might.”
“You sure?”
“Uh… Yes.”
He stood there, silently looking at the floor as he nodded. He muttered something that sounded like a ‘thanks’, and then he slowly turned around. He was visibly embarrassed, he was feeling too vulnerable to look at your face after opening up to you. Of course you immediately noticed, and, as you tried to ignore it, you found some words that you thought he might need to hear.
"Aegon," you called him, and he froze with one foot out of the room and the other inside. He turned around to look at you over his shoulder, and you sighed, "just remember that every person has his own concept of beauty, and only because someone didn't appreciate yours, it doesn't mean other girls won't… We are all beautiful under the right pair of eyes."
He clenched his jaw, gave you a small –almost unnoticeable– nod, and he left. You stood there for a few more seconds before you returned your attention to what you were supposed to be doing. The papers that now were on your desk, were waiting for you to grade them. Just the mere thought of reading through them made you sigh with exhaustion.
It was going to be a long day.
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A knock on your door got you distracted enough for you to stop doing your task. The pen dropped from your hand as you turned around to find Jace with a soft smile on his face. You smiled back at him.
“Hey,” you greeted him.
“Are you too busy?” He asked, “I've brought some Chinese food to eat for dinner.”
“Let me finish revising these papers and I'll be there in a minute,” you said as he nodded.
He was about to leave, but then he returned. “Oh, I almost forgot,” he started, “the bathroom lock is broken, so you need to knock before you get in, just in case we're inside.”
“Are you guys gonna buy a new one?”
“Yes. Aemond will go tomorrow after work, we'll divide the costs afterwards,” he explained.
“Oh, alright.”
“Now, hurry or the food will get cold,” he said, and then left the room leaving the door open.
You managed to finish the paper a few minutes later, and then you went to the bathroom to wash your hands before going to eat with the rest. You did what you were told, and you knocked on the door. You waited a couple of seconds, making sure no one would reply from inside before you finally opened the door.
As soon as you opened it, you saw Aegon standing in front of the mirror and staring at himself. Naked.
“Oh, Gods!” you yelped. Your eyes involuntarily taking a quick look over him.
Damn.
“What the fuck?!” he screamed, covering his nudity with both of his hands and wildly blushing.
“Oh gods, I'm so sorry-”
“Get out!”
You acted so quickly that your legs tumbled against each other on your way out. The loud sound of the door closing behind your back echoed in the empty hall as you covered your mouth with your hand, a nervous giggle escaped from your lips before you could even try to hold it back. Your eyes were wide open, and your mind tried to process what you had just seen; Aegon fully naked.
Aemond and Jace soon appeared in the hall as they heard the screaming and the door slam. You looked at them with your breathing fast and sharp, staring at them as if you've seen a ghost. Their curiosity peaked.
“What happened?” Aemond asked, visibly worried.
“Uh- I…”
“Are you okay?” he asked again, and you started to feel a bit overwhelmed.
“I just- I need to- uh… wait for me a bit, I'll- I'll be back in a minute.”
The heat on your cheeks was impossible to ignore as you locked yourself in your room, completely ignoring their questions; you were panicking. You felt dumb, and you closed your eyes frustrated knowing that you screwed it up. You invaded his space and now he will, inevitably, put some distance with you. Now you just wanted to bury your face in the pillow out of embarrassment. How were you supposed to talk to him now that you saw him in all his glory?
And, oh gods, there was glory.
You were ashamed of what just happened; or maybe you just felt embarrassed because you couldn't help but blush at the memory of his body.
The pillow between your hands went straight to your face, muffling the groan that you let go as you fell onto your bed. Gods, you were fucked.
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That very same early morning, after finishing their shift, Aegon was supposed to make his first move on the girl who had been in his mind. It was already closing time, the bar was empty at 5am and there was only him and Ceryse. She would occasionally glance at him hoping he would notice that she wore her tightest shirt for him. However, Aegon was busy trying to cheer himself up, trying to forget about that stupid chuckle of yours that still echoed in his mind, haunting him like a fucking ghost.
He had heard you, and –of course– his insecurities made him think the worst.
He was so nervous. It was almost embarrassing how sweaty his palms were; the situation was out of his control and he hated it. He was barely able to focus on his task, absentmindedly cleaning a glass with a cloth as he tried so hard to ignore her presence just to not feel so anxious. His shaky hands failed, and his plan to go unnoticed was unsuccessful; the glass slipped from his fingers and broke into pieces on the floor.
Ceryse widened her eyes and she immediately went to help him, which only made things worse for him. In a desperate attempt to keep her away, he kneeled on the floor and started to pick the glasses with his bare hands, causing small cuts all over his fingers as he did. Low curses and soft moans left his lips as the pinching pain appeared, and Ceryse —as lovely as always— tried to stop him by grabbing his hands and forcing him to stand up.
“You fool,” she mumbled, looking at the bleeding cuts on his fingertips. “You hurted yourself.”
“It's not a big deal-”
“Let me get the emergency kit, don't do anything,” she went to the manager’s office and came back in about a minute later with a red and white box in her hands. Aegon was breathing heavily. He had never felt so insecure.
With the help of a forceps, she started to remove the tiny pieces of glass from his fingers. Aegon would hold his breath, not being able to control his heartbeat when he had her so close to him; he was able to smell her perfume and see her cleavage. He knew he had to be excited, he knew he had all the reasons to enjoy that moment, but you and your stupid giggle refused to leave his mind.
“There,” she murmured as she finished. “Nice and clean.”
Aegon looked at his fingers and noticed how small drops of blood were forming in the tiny cuts. Ceryse took a small tissue and gently tapped on the wounds, cleaning them. Aegon had his lips slightly parted, stiff as a rock as he was almost scared to move. He cursed again, and she softly smiled at him as she finished.
“There you go,” she said, “clean and healed.”
“Uh… Thanks,” Aegon replied, giving her an awkward smile.
She remained silent for a bit, looking at him up and down through her long, blonde lashes. She was visibly flirting with him, but he seemed to be ignoring her. Ceryse had been waiting long enough for him to make the first move, so she now took advantage of their situation; both of them completely alone in the closed bar, about to finish their night shift. She wasn't going to let this opportunity go.
“Are you done playing that game?” She asked. Aegon frown.
“What?”
“I've noticed the way you look at me, Aegon…” she murmured. His breathing was caught on his throat when she started to slowly unbutton her blouse. “I want to let you know that… I've been wanting the same thing for a long time.”
“What- I- uh… what?”
She giggled, and it was the sexiest sound he had ever heard, yet it wasn't enough to suppress your goddamn laugh. A small ‘fuck’ escaped his lips before he could hold it back, and her hands were pressed on his thighs as she leaned towards him. Aegon hummed, cheeks burning red as he felt so exposed all of the sudden.
“We're alone now,” she murmured, brushing her lips against his jaw. “We can do it right here, right now…”
“I don't know if- If it's a good idea…”
She looked shocked.
“Is Aegon Targaryen rejecting an adventure?” she teased him. “Who are you?”
“There's cameras.”
“I turned them off when I went to the office.”
“What if someone walks in?”
“That would only make things spicier.”
“What if it's Nick,” he said, referring to their manager.
“He won't come until 10am.”
He ran out of excuses. The eagerness was visible in her eyes as she bit her lip.
“I'm done waiting, Aegon…” she murmured.
“Ceryse-”
She silenced him with a kiss, and he widened his eyes. He was unable to concentrate on whatever was happening at that moment. His heart was racing, his breathing suddenly ragged, and his hands still shaking as he tried to hold her waist.
Aegon tried to focus and enjoy this. He closed his eyes and followed the kiss, but things got a bit more complicated when she daringly grabbed one of his hands and put them in her rear. Somehow, he felt uncomfortable, so instead of giving her a squeeze, he moved his hands to her hips.
Fuck, he wanted to run and hide.
When her hands attempted to go under his shirt, he squirmed away from her touch, still managing to keep his lips pressed against hers. She giggled, thinking he was just playing hard to get, but as she repeated the action, the outcome was the same.
“Come on, baby,” she murmured against his lips, starting to feel the awkwardness of the situation.
“Just- wait… Ceryse, wait.”
“Don't be shy now…” she said, biting his lip. Aegon hissed.
“I need you to wait- shit,” he said as he squirmed away from her touch once again.
She leaned back, taking a few steps backwards before she looked at him. Her hands immediately went to her chest, to cover the skin that was exposed thanks to her unbuttoned blouse. Her cheeks lit up like fire as she realized how uncomfortable Aegon was.
“Shit…” she murmured, feeling deeply ashamed. “I thought- I thought you liked me. I'm sorry…”
“I do, I swear, I- Ceryse!”
“I'm so sorry, Aegon.”
“No, Ceryse, wait-”
She turned around and left, picking her bag from the counter and leaving the bar in a hurry. Aegon stood there, frozen in his place, his purple eyes filled with confusion to what had just happened, and once the realization hit him like a truck, he brushed his hands against his face and sighed.
“For fuck’s sake.”
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Back in the apartment, you were sitting drinking your morning coffee before going to school. You were staring at the news on the TV before you heard the front door slamming close. You jumped in your place, looking confused until Aegon appeared in your sight; your cheeks immediately getting warm as the image of his nudity came back to your mind. However, the expression on his face made you forget about all the embarrassment, and you worried instantly. You hurried to stand up from the kitchen table and go towards him, he groaned as soon as he noticed you were getting closer.
“Aegon, are you alright?” You asked, but there was no answer.
He walked past you, going to the kitchen and ignoring you completely. Of course that your preoccupation did not let you notice such a gesture.
“Hey, is there something you want to talk about?” You insisted, trying to look over his shoulder. “I know what happened might be a little embarrassing for you, but I just want you to know that I barely saw anything!”
Aegon ignored you again.
“Aegon, come on,” you said. “I can help you with anything-”
“Can you?” He interrupted you as he finally turned around and acknowledged your presence. “Because last time you helped me, you cause me another fucking trauma!”
Your eyes widened in surprise.
“What do you mean?”
He sighed, closing his eyes while he debated inside his mind whether to tell you what had just happened or just keep it to himself. But you were annoyingly insistent, and he just wanted to be alone all day.
He always wanted to be alone when things went wrong.
“You fucked me up even more!” he exclaimed, making you lean back and your lower lip trembled, feeling awful. “I couldn't fuck Ceryse because your stupid laugh was replaying in my mind over and over again,” he confessed. “Like a fucking reminder that my body sucks!”
“Aegon, I didn't-”
“You fucking laughed at me!”
“I didn't laugh at you, Aegon!” you raised your voice, matching his tone. “I was nervous, it was an awkward situation. I saw you naked! Of course I would get nervous!”
Aegon went silent, pressing his lips in a thin line as his eyebrows furrowed. You took a step closer, but he took a step back. You sighed defeated, knowing that all the progress you have made to become his friend had easily vanished in a matter of seconds.
“Look,” you said. “I'm sorry, Aegon. I never meant to make you feel bad.”
He scoffed.
“Yeah, as if a simple apology would fix it,” he said, pettily.
You both stayed in silence for a few seconds, your lips pressed in a thin line as you tried to come up with a solution to your problem. It was certain that you did not have too many options, and Aegon was not giving signs of having an idea to fix it either. That is why you panicked, and your hands went to the hem of your shirt and started to lift it up.
“What the fuck are you doing?!” he asked, scandalized.
“I'm getting naked so we can call it even,” you explained, as if it was the most obvious thing ever.
“I don't want to see you naked! What is wrong with you?”
“Well, then what do you want me to do? I can't get inside your brain and take my laugh out of it.”
“I certainly don't want to see you naked!” he said.
“Alright, I'm sorry, okay?!” you quickly said, looking at his eyes. “I'm sorry that I laughed, and I'm sorry it made you feel bad.”
“That doesn't-”
“Shut up,” you interrupted him. “You are not ugly, you're hot. There, I said it! You have a handsome face and a hot body, and even though you're so grumpy sometimes, your face compensates for it. You know why? Because you are handsome, you idiot.”
“I-”
“I wish I could go with that girl and beat her fucking ass for what she did to you. I wish!” His eyes widened, he was slightly flustered. “She didn't know what she had. You're a good catch, Aegon, and if you don't start to believe it for yourself then no one will.”
You left the room in an overly dramatic walk, leaving Aegon behind with his eyes wide open and his cheeks red. His breathing, somehow, was fast and unsteady. His blood was running quickly down his body as he cleared his throat and turned around to worry about his breakfast. Yet, your words had left a feeling in his gut which felt quite nice.
Aemond suddenly walked out of his room and stopped when he saw Aegon standing in the middle of the open kitchen, staring at the unbaked bacon in the pan. He was weirded out by his brother's strange attitude.
“What's wrong with you?” Aemond asked.
Aegon woke up from his trance and shook his head.
“Nothing.”
He didn't sound too convincing.
“We made a pact, Aegon,” he reminded him, going towards the coffee machine and pouring some of it on a cup. “You are not allowed to sleep with her.” he whispered those last words just to make sure you wouldn't hear it.
“What are you talking about?” he scoffed.
“Just a reminder,” Aemond shrugged, sipping his coffee while Aegon finally turned on the stove.
“Shut up.”
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It was 6pm when you arrived back in the apartment after a long day at school. You were dragging your feet through the hall and towards your room, noticing that neither Aemond or Jace had arrived yet, and Aegon was probably in his room. It had been a long day, and the only thing that you craved was a nice and warm shower before going to bed. It was a need.
After your discussion with Aegon in the morning and the tiny bug in your chest that was making you feel guilty all day, you needed some time to relax, to stand beneath the warm water and let it wash away all the stress of your body. So that's what you did.
You took off your clothes the moment you stepped into the bathroom, then quickly got in the shower, feeling the warmth wrapping your body. Your shoulders immediately relaxed and you saw all your troubles vanished in that instant, you let yourself sigh.
Your mind went blank and all you could feel was the warmth and comfort the water produced. It was lovely, it made you forget about all the issues and troubles.
When you finished, you stood there for a bit longer, enjoying the last moments of peace before you would cross your path with Aegon's.
What you did not expect was that, at the very moment that you opened the shower curtain, Aegon opened the door.
And he looked at you.
Naked.
You screamed as your hands went to cover yourself as much as you could. Aegon's mouth dropped as he stared longer than he should have, his pale cheeks turning red as he swallowed hard.
“Aegon!” you yelled his name.
Only then he seemed to react, because he immediately muttered a small ‘sorry’ and then he closed the door. You immediately took the towel from the hanger and you covered yourself, breathing fast. You almost slipped in your way out of the shower, silly movements as you were still trying to take in what had happened.
That goddamn door lock.
Then, in the middle of the silence, you heard him speak.
“Well, I guess we’re even now, aren't we?” he joked on the other side of the door.
“Shut up!” you said, between nervous laughs.
He laughed it off too, and that sound made you smile wider as your cheeks got warm.
It was true though; now you can finally call it even.
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saesins · 8 months
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IZZYYYYY suguru helping an overstimmed reader. This is the first thing that came to mind hope ur doing well ml 🫶
HI POOKIE PIE TYSM FOR REQUEST
geto suguru x gn!reader
(lmk if you find any fem prns, and if yok do im sorry in advance)
cws: overstimulation, very brief crying, reqder wears geto's clothes, shoko and gojo sre mentioned, like one kiss
a/n: im sorry if any of them seems inaccurate, this is just from me personally, for how i prefer to desl with my overstimulation. if you want any other versions, feel free to request, and request snything else as well as lkng as it follows my rq rules. pls like n rblg since i get my writing motivation from your interactions
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'y/n? where are you?' the text from suguru reads.
you were on gojo's bedroom floor, sitting with your knees pulled to your chest, a few tears staining your cheeks. you couldn't reply to him, so you just left him on opened. when you started zoning out, you heard knocking on the door.
suguru's head peeked in, his eyes meeting yours. when he looked at you, he let out a sigh as if he was holding a breath, and his eyes softened. he closed the door behind him, locking it as he walked up to you.
"are you okay? can I sit here?" you nodded, and he sat next to you. he brushed some hair out of your face with his fingers, his touch featherlight. you're pretty sure he knows what's wrong right now. you're overstimulated. suguru wraps his arm around your shoulders, gently pushing your head to lay on him.
today was a pretty long and tiring day. you were called out on missions and had barely any breaks, constantly having to talk to people and move from place to place. when it was over, you were exhausted. you just wanted to go to your room and take a nap, but satoru didn't. he invited all 4 of you 2nd years to his dorm for a game and movie night, and you didnt want to turn down so you changed and went to his dorm too.
after a few minutes of you and suguru sitting there in silence, sometimes hearing shoko and gojo screaming at the tv, suguru lightly tapped your shoulder to make you open your eyes. "have you showered yet?" you shook your head no. you wanted to hurry to gojo's dorm when you got back to the school. but you really wanted a shower. you felt sticky.
suguru stood up, holding his hand out to pull you up after him. "do you wanna go clean up then go to bed?" you shook your head no this time. even with how you felt right now, you didn't want to leave. you just needed to cool down a bit. "alright, would you prefer to shower here and stay a bit more? that's fine too" you nodded. "i'll go get you some clothes, wait for me okay?"
you sat down on the bed while waiting for him. suguru always knew what you wanted. he knew what was wrong, he knew how to help. he never bombarded you, and he was always so gentle when taking care of you. you were on your phone when he came back into the room. by now, you had calmed down a bit and was feeling way better than before. suguru had brought you some of your clothes, but one of his shirts. your favourite one. you smiled at him "thank you".
suguru left the room to give you space to change and relax a bit more if you needed it. he told you to text if you wanted him to come back. you were feeling way better now, having showered and brushed your hair. after lying in gojo's bed for a bit and watching tiktoks, you message suguru.
he almost immediately comes and knocks on the door and comes in. "something wrong?" you shake your head no. "thank you, suguru" you say, walking up to him and smiling at him. his eyes that previously had a hint of worry once again softened as he pulled you into his embrace. "it's okay baby, I love you, alright?" you nodded once again "I'm ready to go back outside now"
even though you were ready to go back, you still didnt yet make an effort to leave his embrace. after staying like that for a minute, suguru pulled away, kissing your forehead, then your lips before leading you outside. he always knew how to help you.
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hp-hcs · 5 months
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IM SO GAY FOR THEO ITS INSANE, Theodore Nott x ftm Reader PLEAAASE. Your fics got my kicking my legs and twirling my hair fr. Everytime i see you update I get so EXCITED
you are so fuckin sweet cmere lemme mwah 😚💋
this one is not particularly good nor coherent, cause it’s really late and i have no idea how my eyes are still open ngl but this request was just SO GOOD i couldn’t wait till tomorrow xx
scars — roommate! theodore nott x ftm! post top surgery! reader
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how is this man allowed to exist istg
Warnings: reader has had top surgery, the author has not (yet); may be inaccurate idfk
requests r open mfs. be like this rad anon. request.
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You turned off the water, stepping out of the shower. After drying off, you realized you’d made a mistake.
You’d forgotten a shirt.
Not that big a deal, right? Wrong.
Two large scars cut their way across your chest. A source of pride for you, but one that still made you a bit self conscious nonetheless.
You could hear your roommate, Theodore, banging around just outside the door. You started to mentally panic.
Theodore didn’t know you were transgender. You’re fucked.
You cursed under your breath, buttoning up your pants and running a hand through your hair as you considered your options.
You could wrap your towel around your chest? No, that’s even more obvious.
You could ask him to hand you a shirt? But then he’d want to know why.
You could just hide in the bathroom until he goes away? That’s pathetic, no.
Cursing whatever higher power that gave you the wrong fucking body to begin with, you decided on your last real option:
4. Just act confident.
That was the stupidest option yet.
You chewed your lip, sighing before unlocking the bathroom door and stepping out into your dorm room.
Maybe he just won’t notice?
“Hey, Y/N, have you seen m- oh.”
Nevermind. You’re fucked.
Theodore stared at you. He was half dressed himself, standing there in only his plaid pajama bottoms. A quick spike of envy hit as you imagined what it would be like to have a body like his, one that you could just walk around shirtless in like it was no big deal.
It didn’t help that your roommate was also hot as hell.
Theodore’s eyes flicked from your face to your chest, then back up to your face. His mouth hung open slightly as he studied the large scars.
“U-uh…m-my sweater. Have you seen it?” He awkwardly recovered.
“On your desk,” you supplied, passing by him and picking your shirt up off of your bed where you must’ve left it.
He didn’t make any move towards his desk, still just standing still. “Er…Y/N…?”
You pulled your shirt on and started doing up the buttons. “Yeah?”
“What’s- what’re those from? Your scars?”
His hand suddenly came to rest lightly on your shoulder, startling you. As you turned to look at him, he snatched his hand back. Although you looked deep into his eyes, you saw no judgement, only curiosity.
“Top surgery.”
His hands, seemingly of their own volition, moved up to clasp over each of yours, effectively stopping you from buttoning your shirt up further. He slowly pulled your hands away from the row of buttons, letting go of your hands once they reached your sides, then unbuttoning the few buttons you’d managed to get done.
Fuck, that’s hot. You’re fucked.
Your shirt hung open, and he took the opportunity to push it off your shoulders. Your heart hammered in your chest, and you were convinced that you must’ve you stopped breathing minutes ago when he paused, his fingers hovering over one of your scars.
“Can I?” He whispered.
You nodded, unable to say anything. He rested his hands on either side of your ribcage, smoothing his thumbs over the ends of the scars.
You shivered, standing still so that he could continue. He held onto you like you were a prized treasure; something to be revered.
“Fucking gorgeous, Y/N,” he mumbled, seemingly more to himself than anything. “Prettiest boy in this whole damn school.”
Mouth hanging open in shock, you thought nothing of it before you were leaning forward and pressing a kiss to the corner of his mouth.
Pulling away, your cheeks heated up. Theodore’s eyes were blown wide, and his thumbs continued their motion across your ribs. He leaned forward himself and kissed you properly.
His hands left your torso, instead coming up to cup your face. He kissed you with slow, promising passion, crowding into your space and practically enveloping you in himself.
You eventually pulled away to gasp for air, and he chased after your mouth with his own.
His cheeks were flushed, his hair a mess from where you’d been running your fingers through it, his lips swollen and red.
He looks absolutely gorgeous.
Yep. You’re fucked.
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nfr-girly · 2 months
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Little Hope - Bradley Bradshaw x reader (Part 3)
a/n: this one’s a little longer, not sure wether to make part 4 the last part or part 5, but hope you like it! x
part 1 part 2
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Hope had settled in nicely to pre-school. She had made a good amount of friends and Bradley’s nerves were completely gone upon seeing how happy she was.
Every now and then Bradley and Y/N would talk, usually either about Hope, or the Navy. Bradley cherished the few minutes they spent talking, as he knew he would never be able to go any further with them.
Y/N knew it was unprofessional to have a crush on a parent, she had tried to get over her little crush on him, but every time he walked in she could feel herself fall even more.
Your POV
As im sorting out my classroom, a few of my students, including Hope, colour as they wait for their parents. Today Hopes uncle, technically family friend, is picking her up today. So I didn’t glam up as much as I usually did..
“Mavvy!! Hope runs up to the man, who I assume is Maverick, and hugs him.
“Hey kiddo!! Listen you and me have got a fun day planned, me and Penny are gonna get you some ice cream, then we’ll take you to the beach. That sound good?”
“uhuh” she nodded
I walk over to maverick and shake his hand
“Hi I’m Hopes teacher, you must be Maverick?”
“Yeah well my real names Pete but thats my call sign, everyone calls me it. Nice to meet you” he says shaking my hand back.
“I’ll just go grab Hopes things for you!” I walk over to Hopes peg, before I hear some whispering
“Hey kid, is she the one your dad’s always talking about?”
I pause in my steps. The one your dads always talking about? He wasn’t talking about me? Right?
“Yep, daddy was right Miss L/N is very pretty. I think he has a crush on her.” Hope whispers that last part a lot quieter, but I still hear it.
“Well I think you need to start playing Cupid”
Hope gasps in excitement. Redness fills my cheeks as I try to comprehend the conversation I unintentionally eavesdropped in.
I realise I’ve been stood at the peg for way too long, and quickly grab her things and walk over.
“Here’s hopes things, are you doing anything nice this weekend?” I bend down to hopes height so she doesn’t have to look up.
“Yep, my dad and uncle mavvy are taking me to the beach, they’re going to play football.”
“Well that sounds like a lot of fun!”
“You know Y/N if you’d like you can come to watch! It’s mostly boys but there is a woman named natasha. I’m sure you guys would get along.”
“Yes please miss L/N please come!!” Hope jumps up and down in excitement
I pick myself back up and think. Would it be weird to go? I am Hopes teacher after all. But I suppose I couldn’t miss out on such a generous invitation.
“Okay sure! Which area of the beach is it? I’ll get an uber there” I ask
“Oh no we can pick you up. What’s your address?”
I gave him my address and we specified I meet them outside my apartment at 9.
“Thanks so much again for the invitation. I’ll see you then. Bye hope!” I wave at them as they walk towards their car. Did I make a mistake? Probably. Did I care? No.
The next day: Saturday
I’m deciding what to wear to the beach. I can’t put on much revealing. Hopes gonna be there, so will Bradley. I decide to go with shorts, and a short sleeve top.
I get a text from maverick that they’re outside. I can only assume Bradley’s there in the car with them. God what is he doesn’t know I’m coming? He’ll be so weirded out by me. What am I doing??
Bradley’s POV
Maverick comes to a stop next to an apartment building, I furrow my eyebrows in confusion.
“Hey why are we stopping?”
“To pick up miss L/N” Hope yells out before Pete can get a word in. But my heart stops.
What did she mean we’re here to pick up Y/N?
“Wait what? Pete what’s she talking about?” I started to get annoyed, but also worried. Pete knew about my stupid crush on Y/N. I didn’t think he’d do something about it though.
“Listen, you and me both know you aren’t gonna do shit about your feelings for that girl. So me and Hope decided to invite her to the game. She’s only watching and on the plus side she could watch Hope.”
“What and you didn’t even ask me first?” I ask, starting to get frustrated
“You can act mad, but are you gonna pretend that you aren’t thrilled about actually being able to talk to her for more than 5 seconds?”
Despite my frustration. That shut me up quick.
“She’s here!!” I hear Hope squeal out. I turn my head to the right and see her. Oh my god..
“I’ll go help her with her bags” Pete says before getting out.
I would protest to do it myself, but I’m caught in a trance and I can’t get out. Was it possible for any woman to be that beautiful?
She had decided to wear shorts with a top. Did she know how cute she looked? I snap out of my trance when I realise she has just gotten into the car.
I turn my head to look at her and she looked at me. No words were spoke yet we said so much. She smiled at me before smiling at hope
“Hello Hope how are you doing?” She asked
“I’m okay, you look really pretty miss L/N”
“Aw thank you very much, you look pretty too, I love your bow”
Hope giggled and y/n smiled and then turned to me
“Hey Bradley, how are you?” She asked
I take a moment to conjure up my thoughts, not processing what she had just asked me, being too fixated on her
“Oh uh- yeah sorry I’m great thanks, y-you look great by the way” I immediately regret asking that and internally slapped myself
Her cheeks go red for a moment before responding
“Oh- thank you um, you don’t look too bad yourself” she smiles, suddenly becoming shy
“Okay we ready to hit the road?” Pete asks putting his seatbelt on
We all nod and he starts driving. God. What am I going to do?
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shaunamilfman · 4 months
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Jackie can’t handle herself when she gets the slightest bit horny. If she wakes up from a single wet dream, she needs you immediately, even if its 4 am and you’re asleep next to her, she will scoot right next to you and straddle your leg, slowly trying to start waking you up. She’ll start with slow kisses on your lips, cheek, and jawline but as she gets more impatient she’ll move to sucking hickeys onto your neck while grinding herself down onto your leg to get a little bit of friction going. When you finally wake up, you’re confused cause it’s pitch black, you feel some weight on your leg and all you can hear are Jackie’s little pants of breath. You start to slowly realize the situation as Jackie takes notice that you’re finally awake. She says “Thank god you’re finally up, please just—” she’s so desperate at this point that she grabs your hand and puts the in her pajama shorts that she’s already soaked through. If you even take a second too long to process, she’s already rocking herself on your fingers because she’s already been “sooooo patient” and she couldn’t wait anymore. She’ll remove her hand from her own shorts and grab your shoulder for leverage, and she’s clutching so hard that there are going to be nail marks on your shoulder and back. She’ll keep leaning down to capture your lips in a kiss that has her moaning in the back of her throat. And she’s definitely a little bossy because of how worked up she is, she’ll move your other hand to wherever she wants it and holds it in place there, on her waist, her neck, her chest. While she holds your hand against her. it sends her over the edge, her movement on your hand stutters and slows until she collapses on your chest in exhaustion. After a moment of silence between you two you ask, “Another sex dream?”, Jackie nods against your chest in response. “Okay well you’re not falling asleep now, because I’m awake, I’m sure you could take a second round.”
You both end up missing your first period of school the next morning, and half of the 2nd.
i don't have much to say im just gonna do commentary this was good as hell bro
desperately needy jackie i know that's right
poor pillow princess jackie having to do some of the work herself
i'm imagining jackies reaction to you doing that thing where your like half asleep and are like "im up im up" but fall asleep immediately. she almost cries tears of frustration
needy jackie using you to get herself off has me 😵‍💫😵‍💫
oh jackie definitely needs a second round the poor baby had to do all the work. maybe even a third one.
also im imagining her dream is something fucking ridiculous that only she would find hot. you ask her what it's about and shes just all shy about it lmaooooo. like her ass didn't wake you up with your hand down her shorts
okay okay but alsooooo. consider waking up before jackie while she's having a wet dream. you're woken up by her shifting against you in her sleep. you spooning her with one arm over her so you definitely notice as she starts moving against you. she's doing it unconsciously, groaning slightly in her sleep. thinking about slipping your hand in her shorts and not even moving it. she just starts softly shifting her hips against it as her dream gets better. her breathing quickens up as she wakes up and you just immediately start moving your hand, fucking her awake. she immediately gets all whiny, still half asleep, but she can't help but rock her hips against your hand. telling her you won't let her finish unless she tell you what she was dreaming abouttttt.
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kookwashere · 6 months
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No Hard Feelings
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Pairing: Jungkook x Reader
Summary: You, the girl everyone wants to be, the girl that every guy wants, the good girl, falls in love with cold, handsome, bad boy Jungkook, you know it's wrong, and one day, you make a bet to Jungkook that you can make him fall in love with you in 4 days.
Warnings: Fluff, angst (tiny weeny bit) smut, language, mentions of violence and death (death not with OC's) Jungkook smokes, Jungkook can kinda be a dickhead at some times (now onto the dirty part 😋) jungkook is rough, oral (f receiving) doggy, some pus-pus slaps and some booty slaps, unprotected sex (stay safe yall) OC'S are both seniors in high school but both 18, enjoy 💕
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You were getting ready in the mirror to go to a normal friday night high school party, you were putting the finishing touches of your makeup on, wearing a black dress with your hair down.
"____, you ready?" Karly asked while grabbing her purse. "Just finishing my lips, almost done." You said not looking away from the mirror. "Okay, well hurry up, don't wanna be late!" She said while walking out the door.
You finished and grabbed your purse, getting into the car, driving to drunk teenagers, the smell of sex and drugs, and stupid activities. You and Karly finally arrived, music was blasting through-out the house, the smell of beer hitting your nostrils almost instantly, but what caught your attention the most, was him.
Him...Jeon Jungkook, the bad boy, who skips classes, smokes inside the bathrooms, and fucks around with girls to end up breaking their hearts. You gulped when you saw him in his leather jacket with black skinny jeans and black boots, his right arm tatted all the way up, from his shoulder to his long fingers you wanted in you so badly.
"Girl, you okay?" Karly asked while putting her end on your shoulder. "Yeah, im fine." You said looking away while smiling at her "Come on, let's get a drink." She said while grabbing your hand, leading you through the crowd.
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Fuck, by this point you lost your mind, the room was spinning, what's your name again? Whatever.
The taste of alcohol still running in your mouth, your feet and legs felt wobbly, like you were going to fall any moment, Karly probably left real quick to see her boyfriend, so here you are, in the crowd alone.
You walked trying to find any place to sit down, your hand on your head, bouncing from wall to wall, until what you bounced on suddenly didn't feel like a wall, it felt firm, warm, and it smelled like fresh cologne, the best kind.
"Well, if it isn't little miss perfect, well, not so perfect right now..." You froze hearing that voice, fuck. It couldn't be...right? You looked up and saw him, oh no.
"Woah, you look fucked, how much did you drink tonight?" He asked holding onto your arms to keep you in place from falling. You put your fingers up counting, and you put 10 fingers up atleast twice. "M-maybe like *hic* 3 or something." You said while licking your lips. "You definitely had way more than 3, where's your friend?" He asked looking around. "I-I have no i-idea *hic*" You felt weightless and leaned into his chest, seeking the closest thing to comfort.
"We need to get you home before you strip on the table, let's go." He said looking at you, observing your drunk state. As soon as you tried to walk, bam. You fell. He sighed and picked you up bridal style, taking you into his car. "____, I need your help. You have to try and tell me where you live so I can take you home." He said after buckling you in the passenger seat. "Uhhhhh, some apartment right by the small convenience store." You said eyes closed. He sighed taking his head in his hands. "This might take awhile." He said while starting the engine.
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"Ok, up the stairs we go, one foot at a time." He said while trying to help you up, finally reaching the door. "____, give me your keys." He had his hand out, waiting. You rummaged through your purse trying to find that thing. "H-here" You put the key in his hand so he could unlock the door. "Lets get you to bed." He said still holding you. He plopped you down on your soft bed, laying you down on your back.
"I guess I need to wipe your makeup off..." He mumbled under his breath, he found a makeup wipe in your bathroom, ever so gently wiping your makeup off, and softly taking your heels off.
He stared at you for a few seconds, tucking your hair behind your ear.
"Goodnight, pretty." He whispered before turning the lights off and locking your front door.
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You don't even remember what happened. You woke up with the biggest fucking headache and groaned, trying to sit up.
You rubbed your eyes, feeling your makeup has been taken off, and your heels placed beside your bed. Did Karly take you home last night?
Your phone was vibrating by your bed, messages spamming in from Karly.
KarlyFry: omg im so sorry, are you ok?? did u make it home safely???
Me: hey, im home, just woke up, do u remember what happened last night? you gave me to many drinks lol
KarlyFry: not really, i just remember a few things, making out with andrew lol, i remember seeing jungkook carry you out the door too which was crazy, i couldn't do anything about it tho, im sorry girl
Me: ?? jungkook? huh? what? jungkook was the one that took me home?
KarlyFry: ya i guess so, what a gentleman huh ;)
You blushed and smiled at your phone, biting your lip.
Me: Karly i gotta go, make sure to take ur hangover meds, love you
You put your phone down and kicked around on your bed, all giddy and happy. You just had to wait until monday to see him again.
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Monday came around, it was bright and early in the morning and Karly was picking you up for school, you still can't drive, both you and your other friend Namjoon suck at driving, but you aren't called the "God of destruction" Like he is.
"It's cold, huh?" Karly said while turning the heating on in her car. "It's fucking freezing." You said bundled in your jacket. "Lets go, I want to get to class early." You told her while buckling your belt.
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"Fuck, it's so cold in this room..." You tried to huddle up in your chair, your fingers feeling like they would get frostbite. All of a sudden, Jungkook came in and sat down on his assigned seat next to you.
You stared at him, thinking about what he did last night. "Jungkook." You said, trying to catch his attention. He just ignored you and closed his eyes, leaning back in his chair.
"Jungkook, I am talking to you!" You said a bit more louder. "Fuck, what?" He said sighing. "I was just wondering if it was you that brought me home last night..." You said the last part a bit more quiet. "Mmm, nope." he said while popping the P. "Oh come on Jungkook, I know it was you." You said raising an eyebrow and crossing your arms.
"Oh really? How do you know?" He said challenged. "I smelt like your cologne, you know, your cologne has a very specific smell, like, I don't know how to describe it." You said shrugging. "Okay...it's kind of weird how you know that." He said awkwardly. "I literally sit next to you everyday Jungkook." You said obviously.
"And that's not even the point, the point is I know that it was you." You exclaimed. He turned to face you fully. "Okay, so what if it was me? You were fucked up and could barely walk, I couldn't just leave you there." He scoffed. "Hmm, maybe you have a little crush on me huh?" You smirked a bit.
"A crush? Really ____? Crushes are for like- middle school girls and boys, I don't do that shit no more, and no I don't." He said. "Well, I wouldn't be surprised if you do, apparently a lot of boys here want me." You were teasing him a bit, seeing if it did something. "Well, not me." He turned away from you again. "You know, I bet I could make you love me in 4 days." You said in another teasing tone, but you were dead serious.
He looked at you challenged once again. "You have me...what's the catch?" He asked while raising an eyebrow. "There is no catch, it's just exactly what I said." You smiled.
"Do I get something if I fall in love with you or something? Love is for losers." He said. "Uhh, you get an amazing experience with me, and also love is a unique feeling and it isn't for losers, you just think that because you've never experienced it." You exclaimed.
"Okay, fine. 4 days. If you don't do it, i'll tell everyone about your little secret." He whispered the last part in your ear. "Bye, pretty." He said and got up to smoke outside.
What did I just do?
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Day 1
"Jungkook, look- I made lunch for you today." You said cheerfully.
"What the fuck is this supposed to be?" He said staring at it. "It's kimchi fried rice you idiot, try it." You said pushing the food towards him. He got some, cautiously putting it in his mouth.
"So, how is it?" You asked. "Wow...this is...surprisingly good." He said and took more bites. "Yeah, I know." You said flipping your hair behind your shoulder.
"You are a great cook, ____." He said smiling a bit. "Oh- is that a smile I see, Jungkook?" You teased. "No, my teeth hurt, that's it." He said sarcastically. "Whatever." You mumbled.
"Hey, ____? Thank you for the food."
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"How the fuck do you cook this without it burning?" He said frustrated. "Jungkook, calm down, here." You came behind him and guided his hands, teaching him how to cook. "Like this, see? Very gently, and while stiring pour in the sugar, very simple." You said softly, knowing he was actually frustrated.
His breathing was going quicker, and you noticed.
"Okay, thank you." He mumbled. "I'm going to take a smoke, wanna come?" He turned to face you. "Sure, just let me wash my hands." You said while turning the faucet on, he nodded and went outside, a couple minutes later you met him out.
You saw him leaning against the wall, inhaling the smoke while closing his eyes, blowing it out. "You know, I see why every guy wants you." He says while puffing out more smoke. "What do you mean?" You say watching him. "Your just like, girlfriend material, but what do I know about that right? Apparently all i've done is fucked around." He sadly chuckles. "You have done some shitty things, Jungkook- But you can still change." You said softly.
"Yeah, thanks ____." He smiled.
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Day 3
"____." His soft but manly voice reached your eyes, catching your attention. "Hm?" You said still focusing on your homework. "Will you help me with this math? This shit is so stupid." He groaned. "You get mad to easily." You giggled and sat beside him. "So you move this number over the 1, then divide that by the number under it." You explained, but he wasn't listening, what caught his attention was the little details on your face, taking it in, memorizing everything.
"Jungkook? Did you hear me?" You asked snapping your fingers. "Huh? What?" He snapped out of it. "I said what does it equal too." You asked pointing at the paper. "O-oh, uhm- 2" He said still trying to get out of the trance. "That's right, good job Jungkook." You smiled at him again. "Math is very hard for me too bec-" You started talking. "You're beautiful." He cut you off.
"I'm what?" You asked shocked. "I said you're beautiful." He said smiling softly. "O-oh, thank you." You shyly tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. "Thank you." He whispered.
"Of course, Jungkook." You whispered back, smiling.
"No hard feelings right?" He asked looking in your eyes.
"No, no hard feelings." You smiled.
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Day 4
"Jungkook, why are you shaking so much?" You put your hand on his to calm him down. "I've just never actually been on a real date before, like a real one." He said kind of embarrassed. You giggled quietly, thinking it was cute.
"What's so funny?" He furrowed his brows. "Nothing, nothing, it's just kind of cute." You bit your bottom lip to contain your smile. He rolled his eyes, looking away, trying not to show he was smiling.
"Come on, let's go." He grabbed your hand and led you to the picnic blanket, some other couples were there but it only felt like you and Jungkook.
"Jungkook, did you do this all yourself?" You asked while looking around, seeing the food and candles. He nodded smiling. "How romantic." You teased.
You both were eating, sharing stories, talking about each other, he smoked a bit and you looked up at the stars, until he turned his attention to you, and layed on his back, right next to you.
"It's beautiful, isn't it? So many stars, so many specks in the sky, it's a beautiful galaxy we live in." You whispered. "Yeah...it is beautiful." He whispered looking up at the sky, until he looked at you, and you looked at him.
"I think...I think you won your part of the bet." He said looking in your eyes. "I think im in love with you, you are an amazing, beautiful person, there's no wonder why every guy wants you, I did want you, I wanted you so bad." He said "I want to be there no matter that happens, no matter what comes our way, as long as it's with you, you feel like my home, my life, my heart." He was serious, oh my- "Jungkook..." You said smiling, turning on your side to put your hand on his cheek.
"I love you too, silly. I was getting worried I wasn't doing enough to make you love me." You said laughing. "____, will you be my girl?" He asked holding your face. "Yes, I will Jungkook." You said, face flushed.
••••••••••••••••• "Well, thank you for the date." You whispered, body close to his. He didn't say anything, just looking at your face. "Please let me kiss you." He whispered. You nodded, automatically saying yes. He put both hands on your waist, and leaned in, with your hands around his neck.
Your lips met his, they were so soft, so pink, so kissable. The kiss got more intense when he tilted his head to the side to get better access.
He pulled out, being short of breath. "Do you maybe want to come in?" You asked him softly. "I thought you would never ask." He came in for another kiss, pushing you inside your apartment and slamming the door with his foot.
He kissed you all the way to your room, sitting on your bed and pulling you on his lap. Makeout still happening, tongues touching, spit connecting your lips. "I love your lips, I could kiss them all day." He groaned out.
You smiled and pulled his shirt over his head, touching his abs while kissing him. He slid your shirt off too, seeing your pink lacy bra. "You are so beautiful." He whispered and stared at your body. "Will you let me eat you out, lick your pussy so that you come all over my face and tongue?" He asked while slapping your ass.
"Fuck, yes, yes Jungkook." You said while sliding off your pants and panties. He slowly leaned forward, his hair tickling between your thighs, he gave your clit a gentle kiss, and give it kitten licks, he slowly dragged his tongue up and down your slit, progressively going faster. He closed his eyes as he got comfortable between your legs.
"Mhmm, yes Kookie..." You moaned out. "Kookie? Thats new." He smiled sexily. "Shut up and get back to work." You groaned, and he slapped your pussy, once, twice, thrice. "I'm the boss here, not you." He said growling. "Spread those pretty legs so I can finish eating your pretty cunt."
You listened, and moaned when he ate you out roughly, until you came all over his face and mouth.
"That was perfect." You smiled up at him. "Yeah? Will you let me fuck your tight cunt now?" He said licking his lips. "Yes, Kookie, please." You said gripping the sheets. "Fuck, face on pillow and on your knees. Now." He demanded once again.
You listened immediately, your cunt dripping, waiting for him to fill you up. He spread your ass so he can get a better look at you. "Such a pretty, pretty baby." He muttered. "I'm gonna slide in now, okay baby?" He asked, holding his cock, sliding the tip up and down your cunt, waiting for your response.
You nodded and gripped the sheets when he slid in, you both moaned loud, overwhelmed by the feeling. "Mmm, feels so good." He groaned. He moved his hips back and fourth, ripples on your ass every time his hips made contact with it, balls hitting your cunt.
"J-Jungkook-" You moaned. "I know, I know baby." He said growling out. He slapped your ass again "Such a beautiful girl, my pretty girl likes this huh?" He asked and gave you another slap. "Yes Jungkook, I love it so much!" Your voice muffled by the pillow.
"You close baby, I need to come soon." He said and started thrusting harder. "I-I need to come now-" You moaned out "Hold on baby, hold on." He said grabbing your hips harder, "Come on baby, throw it back on me, FUCK." He growled. Your legs shook as your orgasm him, you lost your vision and your body went numb to pleasure, you forgot who you were.
Jungkook looked so erotic when he came, his back arched, his head thrown back, jaw slacked and eyes closed with furrowed eyebrows, he moaned loudly when he came inside you.
He gently pulled out, breathing heavily, damp hair stuck to his forehead. "I really meant it when I said I love you, you are my whole world now, I won't let anything happen to you." He said still out of breath. You nodded, unable to speak but still smiled, seaking comfort by snuggling on his chest, under the light duvet.
"No hard feelings?" He still managed to ask
"No Jungkook, no hard feelings." You whispered, closing your eyes, drifting off in a wonderful dream, called him.
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Hi ! Can I request a nagi x reader oneshot in which they’re playing horror games plssss
Notes: Hi yes of course! It’s a little rushed at the end but i hope it’s okay! not proof read sorry :(
Scared to death • nagi x reader
you and nagi are currently playing video games on roblox at his house. reo was there earlier but left because he had to go study for history or something. you weren’t really paying attention because then again you were playing on your phone. nagi loves playing video games together, you even convinced him to play royale high once. you and reo were never really into video games until you both met nagi. but now you and nagi have arcade dates, and even dates on random roblox servers while the two of you facetime. on this particular night you two happen to be playing something scary, since right before you guys were watching a scary movie. so why not continue the horror theme tonight?
ミ★ 1:54am - you both have school in the morning yet here you two are still going at it. nagi is so into the game that when a jumpscare comes on your usually calm and collected boyfriend screams out bloody murder. it snaps you back to reality and here you are about to piss your pants from laughing so hard. nagi just rolls his eyes and pouts saying “this is why you’re supposed to go first not me”. you laugh even more at how nagi is just a big baby. you can’t wait to tell reo later and both tease him about it in the morning. you both get back into the game and you are in front, per nagis request.
ミ★ 3:08am - you and nagi are still playing video games, but you’re terrified. so you finally tell him that you’ve had enough and you’re starting to feel a little tired. “sei im a little tired I think I might go home” nagi looks at you confused and hurt by your confession. “not at this time you’re not. you’re asking to get kidnapped.” you finally look at the time and that’s when you shriek. “It’s 3 in the morning?!” “yup” “and you knew?!” “yup” “we have school in a couple of hours” “yup”. you wanted to slap your boyfriend so hard until you heard a creek come from down the hall of nagis apartment. “sei I thought you lived alone” “I thought so too” gosh sometimes your boyfriend was too annoying. “maybe you should make sure just in case” “hmm no sounds like a hassle” you hear another noise come from the hallway, and that’s it you’re freaked tf out. You run to nagi who’s been laying on his bed and jump on him. he lets out a loud “oof” in response. “hey what was that for!?” “if I’m about to get murdered I want to at least die in your arms so we can stay together forever 😍🤞”. nagi looks at you annoyed, “I’m sure no one is here maybe that game is making you go mental. you know it’s clinically proven that cuddles can cure the insane”. now it’s your turn to look annoyed but that quickly goes away when you see a figure at the entrance of his doorway. you quickly put your head down under the covers and nagi looks at you confused until he sees what you just saw. “WHAT THE FUCK TAKE HER NOT ME” nagi pushes you closer to the intruder until the lights switch on.
Reo.
“WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?” you both say in union. “what am I doing here? what are you doing here y/n? do your parents know you’re out here making babies past curfew?” you could pass out from how scared you were until you realize two things. nagi pushed you towards the murderer and your parents are definitely pissed. eh you’ll worry about the second part in the morning. you get off of nagi pissed that your boyfriend could do such a thing. and that’s when nagi asks “what are you doing here at 3 in the morning?” “oh. I wanted to cosplay middle class. I had a nightmare and wanted to experience it first hand”. that’s reo for you.
ミ★ 4:12 am - reos sleeping on the floor while you and nagi are on his bed. you’re still mad from earlier until nagi moves a piece of your hair from your face. “you’re cute when you’re scared.” “yea and you’re cuter when you’re not sacrificing your girlfriend.” nagi rolls his eyes and pulls you closer.
“I’ll make it up to you, love”
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addicsvt · 1 month
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Things that I love hate about you.
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pairing - enemies to lovers seungkwan x reader genre - fluff word count - 1393 warnings - some insults, cursing, mentions of bullying synopsis - boo seungkwan hates you, and you hate him too, simple enough right? a/n - thank you to the anon who waited so patiently for this 😭😭I rewrote this prompt like 8 different times and eventually chose this one!! (im not that confident about it TT) but happy valentines and carat day <3
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It was snowing heavily, and you were walking in the snow unbelievably cold. You were rubbing your palms together, trying to come up with some sort of heat but it was a useless attempt. What were you even doing outside, you may ask. Well, you were supposed to hang out with your friends but everyone canceled because of how cold it was outside. And they all sent the message as soon as you reached the meeting place. So you were currently walking back home hands in your pocket shivering, when you felt someone behind you tap your back.
“Geez, you’re gonna freeze to death.” You heard someone huff with annoyance as you turned around only to be met with the gaze of your enemy, Boo Seungkwan walking beside you.
“I’m pretty sure you’d enjoy that.” You said crossing your arms across your chest, your cheeks flushed because of how cold it was.
“I actually would love seeing that.” He smirked and you only rolled your eyes when he suddenly took off his jacket. You were about to walk away from him when you felt a jacket being thrown at you. Seungkwan’s one?
“What the hell.” You said, and now it was his turn to roll his eyes.
“Your gonna freeze to fucking death. And once you do I’m gonna have no one to bully. So take it, but if you don’t want to, throw it away and forget this ever happened.” He grumbled. You didn’t say anything after that though as you put on his surprisingly warm jacket. And maybe if you were hallucinating you saw him blush or maybe it was due to the cold.
“Thanks.” You said, biting your bottom lip.
“Don’t even think of this as anything. I still hate you. A lot.” He muttered loud enough for you to hear. In his heart, he was obviously lying, he didn't hate you at all, he always thought you were cute, especially with his jacket on. But in the so called "sensible part" of his brain, he was supposed to hate you. Cute? No way. That word should’ve stayed far far away from you. 
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“Hey, idiot. I got you chocolate cookies, the flavor you hate the most right?” Seungkwan smirked, you loved chocolate cookies but you’ve always faked a hatred for them just so he could keep buying them for you. Seungkwan was usually someone who was good at reading emotions and the fact that he never caught onto your lie was surprising.
“I hate you.” You lied feigning annoyance trying your best to hide your smile that was threatening to slip.
“Don’t hate me, hate the cookie.” He let out a laugh. He’s lying too, he knows you love chocolate cookies and if you haven’t made that obvious enough, chocolate cookies might as well be your whole personality. The only reason why he keeps buying them for you is because he thinks you look stupid (cute) trying to lie to him.
You not-so-secretly munch on the cookies after school on the bleachers thinking no one’s watching when Seungkwan’s on the side looking at you and maybe if he was insane he would think that it was cute. Your adorable cheeks puffed because you were trying to stuff 3 cookies in your mouth at once.
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You were in class, 5 minutes before the bell was about to ring your teacher kept dragging it. You were counting the last seconds in your mind till freedom. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1!  The bell rang out loud as everyone made their way out of the class. Standing outside your classroom waiting for you was Boo Seungkwan with a smirk. You always assumed he did it to annoy you.
“Again?” You questioned, looking at him as he only smiled back.
“The more time I get to bully you the merrier!” He chirped which you only sighed to.
“When will you ever be late, I swear. When the bell rings you suddenly teleport here.” You grumble, you secretly enjoyed his presence though. You loved how he always stood there, ready to annoy and talk your ear off. You loved listening to him talk.
“Like I said, the more I bully you the more I feel happier.” He explained. The only reason why he came just on time was to see you run out of the class. Your bright eyes staring at the clock, counting down the last seconds because it was funny (adorable) to him. He never bullied you, always buying you lunch instead and making up different excuses. “Oh, I just wanted to spend money.” 
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“You remind me of a calculator.” Seungkwan randomly brought up once and you only stared at him taken aback. 
“Huh, what do you mean?” You asked him, obviously confused.
“Well, it’s because you’re a nerd. And you give answers to your friends like a calculator does.” He commented, when you suddenly remembered that one time you whispered an answer to your friend during an exam.
“Hey! How do you know about that.” You blurted out, feeling strangely guilty and exposed.
“We were in the same exam hall and it’s pretty obvious. Your lucky teacher didn’t catch you.” Seungkwan joked, observing your reaction.
“Well, she was my best friend and you know I had to help her. She was gonna fail!” You protested while pouting. Seungkwan swore he felt his heart explode when you did that. No, no, no. He was not falling for you. No way. (He was already whipped)
“Hmm, yeah okay sure, I believe you,” Seungkwan said sarcastically trying to cover up the fact he almost blushed in front of you.
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“You’re so annoying.” Seungkwan sassed at you randomly. He couldn’t even pay attention in class now because of you (it’s not like he ever did). You were plaguing his thoughts and he hated it (loved it). Why was he falling for you, was it your adorable pout? Was it your bubbly personality? Was it your sweet smile? He couldn’t figure it out, but if someone asked him to name 100 good things about you he could do it easily, in record time. Well, it was your fault for being so perfect and amazing and loveable. A part of him slapped himself mentally, There was no absolute way he liked you, he didn’t like you and that was final. Was that really what his heart wanted though?
“Eh? What did I do this time?” You asked, looking a bit offended. You were sitting on the grass next to him because he wanted to talk to you there or something.
“You’re so perfect it’s annoying.” He complained. Your mouth widened, trying to see if you heard it correctly.
“What?” You said in disbelief, needing to hear it again. Because no way did he just say that, it could just be the lack of sleep talking.
“I said, you’re so perfect it’s annoying.” He repeated watching your shocked face. You didn’t know how to react. It’s not like you loathed Seungkwan, the chocolate cookies did make you like a certain part of him. You thought you were crazy but you crushed on Seungkwan sometimes too. You swore you felt butterflies when he lent you that jacket on the snowy evening. When he always waited outside your classroom every day on time. When he saw an object and thought about you. No matter how much you tried to deny it, you liked him.
“And, you’re annoyingly pretty too. Your pout is annoyingly cute, your personality is annoyingly bubbly. I love you so much, it’s annoying.” Seungkwan confessed, witnessing as your cheeks reddened in color.
“Boo Seungkwan, I love you so much too, it’s annoying.” You said back, blushing at how sudden this all was. Seungkwan only nodded before he started blushing too.
“You're so annoying that I want you to be my valentine.” Seungkwan admitted watching as your blush got even darker. 
“You’re so annoying that you make me want to say yes.” You laughed before he pressed his lips onto yours, noses bumping, you swore your heart skipped a beat. The kiss was soft but affectionate at the same time. He slowly pulled away as his taste still lingered on your lips.
“Was that good?” Seungkwan asked, cheeks flushed as a strand of hair fell on his face.
“More than good.” You assured him, moving the strand off his face and tucking it behind his ear. 
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@ADDICSVT 2024
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llvmos · 7 months
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"Hi, could you make a fic where Dalton lambert where he teaches the reader to draw, and one of these days she draws a drawing of him"
This was requested by @daltonshotgf!
A/n: I finally finished this even though it took forever. I decided to make this multiple parts just so i could include the progress of the readers drawing ability. Im thinking maybe this will be 3-4 parts but im not entirely sure. (I dont own any gifs used in my fics)
Warnings: gn!reader (but reader is Chris' roommate), use of y/n, i think thats it.
Word count: 1.6k
!Not proofread!
I’ll teach you. — Dalton Lambert
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Everyday, you would let yourself into Dalton’s dorm while he was at class and wait for him to come back to his dorm.
This wasn’t a new thing. Ever since you and Dalton met, due to you being Chris’ new roommate, you guys instantly connected and its like you had known each other for forever. Since Chris still had the key to Dalton dorm from when they were roomed together, she would let you borrow it if you ever wanted to.
You started coming over before he got back from class so now he just expects you to be there. If you aren’t at his dorm when he gets home from school, he will text you and ask where you are. It has become a routine in which you both follow.
Today, Dalton gets back to his dorm from class at 3:15. So, following routine, you let yourself into his dorm at 2:45, 30 minutes before he gets back.
You try to find ways to entertain yourself. Playing on your phone, listening to music, watching Netflix, but everything bored you out so quickly.
You look around his dorm and noticed the clothes, papers, and artwork scattered everywhere around his room.
You let out an audible sigh as you stand up and start to pickup the clothes and set them in his laundry hamper, pick up the papers and set them on his desk, and organize his artwork, notably because cautious of the not yet dry painting of what looks to be a door.
You start to pick up the various drawings and take a look at each one. You notice his pattern of his drawings being people. Specifically, people that are important to him. As you flip through the drawings, you recognize his mom, brother, and his grandma, all of which you’ve seen in pictures and other drawings that are hanging above his bed.
You notice the immense amount of detail Dalton has put into these drawings. It seems as though he had thoughtfully placed each and every freckle and eyelash.
While you look at the drawings, you cant help but wish that you could’ve been blessed with such talent.
You continue to admire the drawings when you hear the door of the dorm open.
“I’m back.” Dalton states as he sets down his portfolio as he shuts the door.
“I see that.” You respond, as you set the sketches down on his desks.
Dalton looks around his room, noticing the cleanliness of his room. You see him looking around, looking a bit confused.
“I got bored here alone so i cleaned your room for you, like the good friend i am”
“And somehow you manage to make my room look better than when I clean it. ” He chuckles a little as he sits on his bed, looking at you still picking up random things off the floor.
“That’s not very hard to do, Dalton.” You say with a sarcastic tone.
“Well, if you enjoy cleaning my room for me, be my guest. Less work for me.”
You continue cleaning as you think about how good his drawings are. Part of you wants to ask him to teach you but you think he probably doesn’t have the time for that. You look at him and notice that hes on his phone, probably texting Chris.
“How did you learn to draw so well?” You ask, suddenly.
“I don’t know. I guess i just practiced and overtime it got better. I used to draw a lot when I was little.”
You pick up the last shirt and set it in the hamper. Then, you go to sit on what used to be Chris’ bed.
“I’ve always wanted to learn how to draw, but I think with my lack of talent, im hopeless.”
“You’re not hopeless…maybe.”
You fake gasp as you walk over to him and sit down next to him on his bed.
“I’m so very offended.”
“I don’t know why. You said you were hopeless first.” He looks back at you with a slight smile on his face.
You look at him as you back track on the conversation.
“I did, didn’t I?”
“Yes. You did.”
“Oh. Well what i’m trying to get at is if you will teach me how to draw.”
He looks you and acts like he is thinking about it, when really he would want nothing more than to teach you one of the things he loves doing most.
“Mmm. Sure.”
You’re heart jumps as you think about him teaching you.
“Really?”
“Yeah, ill teach you. You don’t seem too hopeless.”
You roll your eyes at him before he continues.
“You want to start now? I don’t have anything to do for a while.”
“Yes, yes.” You say quickly, sounding almost too eager.
He grabs his sketch book and sits down on the ground. You follow after him.
As he starts explaining drawing and art to you, you start to notice all the light freckles that scatter his nose, one freckle that is placed below his right eye appearing slightly darker.
You notice the way his hair falls in front of his face when he looks down at his sketchbook.
You notice the way his lips move when he talks.
You notice how he smiles when he talks about one of the things he most passionate about.
But what you didn’t notice is that he had asked you something.
“You got all that?” He looks back up at you from his sketch book.
You look down at his paper and see that he has some sort of shape that resembles somebodies jawline.
“Yeah…” You say with an unsure tone of voice.
“You didn’t draw anything.” He looks down at the piece of paper he handed you and sees its still blank.
In fact, you didn’t even realize he had given you a piece of paper.
“Oh, yeah, sorry.” You grab the pencil you had next to you and try to copy what he has on his paper, but no where near matching it.
He looks at the paper you had drawn on and sighs as he looks at the 3 lines you had drawn.
“Okay, lets try something different.” He says as he goes to sit next to you instead of across from you.
He grabs your hand along with the pencil as he guides your hand where to go. You feel your heartbeat speed up at the unexpected contact. The only thing you could think of was how his hand would feel casually holding yours. How it would feel resting on your waist as you kissed him.
All of these thoughts were all hitting you at once. You had never thought of Dalton in a more-than-friendly way. So why were you thinking of him like that now? Was it just your mind confusing a close friendship with romantic feelings? Or was there something there?
Once he had sketched out a similar pattern to what was on his paper, he lets go.
“There you go.” He smiles.
You don’t say anything as you smile back.
He disregards your silence and continues on with his teaching.
“Okay, so, you’re going to sketch out the features. I cant help you with that since that’s probably one of the most difficult parts.”
He offers to basically hold your hand again. But it was only to teach you what you asked him to teach you. Right?
“Ill try it myself.” You say to try and avoid anymore physical contact with Dalton.
“Yeah, I don’t think i can draw.” You say with a laugh as you try to sketch out the first eye.
“Here, let me show you a trick.”
He brings his paper over to yours and tells her the trick that helped him learn how to draw symmetrical and proportional facial features.
“Now you try it on your paper.” He hands you the pencil back and looks at you as you try to draw the features.
After 2 hours of drawing back and for and little side conversations, its hits 5:45. Your hand was cramping, and your legs were numb from sitting in the same position for so long.
“My hand hurts, Dalton. I don’t want to draw anymore.” You whine out.
“Fineee, we can finish it tomorrow.” He says as he stands up and sets his sketchbook on his bed.
“Yes, tomorrow. I just need to stand up and walk.” You say as you try to stand without falling over.
You pick up the piece of paper you had been drawing on. You weren’t aware of who you were drawing, but you were just drawing whatever Dalton told you to.
“I’m gonna go back to my dorm. Chris should be there by now.” You grab your bag and the drink you had brought with you there.
“Alright, Ill see you tomorrow though, right?” He says as stands up and walks towards you.
“Of course, you see me everyday.” You laugh as you guys pull each other into a hug.
Even though you guys have hugged a million times before, this one was different. Maybe it was his hand placement, or maybe it was just the thoughts you had before, or just maybe it was the fact it lingered a little longer than previous hugs. But whatever it was instantly made your heart race and your face grow pink.
Dalton pulls away as he smiles as you.
“Well, ill see you tomorrow then.” His hand is still laying on your hip.
“Yeah, of course.” You open the door and walk out into the hallway.
“Bye.” You smile at him as you see him walking back towards the bed with his hand in his hair.
He swiftly turns and looks at you.
“Bye.”
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random-writer-person · 8 months
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London Boy
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James Potter x Reader
word count: 1319
warnings: none
Inspired by the song london boy by Taylor Swift
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You are an American witch. Which means you go to Ilvermorny, but in your third year your father was transferred to the ministry in England. In turn you had to transfer to hogwarts. You were fine with it besides the fact that you had to go with all the first years to be placed in your house. That's embarrassing.
You're standing with all the first years waiting for yourself to get called up. You could feel people looking at you strangely because you were very clearly not a first year student. Soon that would be cleared up as Dumbledore starts talking.
“Welcome students to another year at hogwarts. Before we get into the sorting for the first years we have a student transfer from america. She's in year three and I hope you all treat her with the utmost respect and kindness. Make her feel welcomed. Miss y/n y/l/n please step up.” with that you slowly walk up to the stool as everyone stares at you. You smile at McGonagall as she puts the hat on your head. After a few minutes of you talking to it it decides.
“GRYFFINDOR” the whole table erupts in cheers and you can't help but smile. Walking over to the table you sit in the closest open spot which happened to be by 4 guys.
“Say something” a guy with circle glasses says.
“Huh?” you look at him very confused.
“You're not British, say something” he says nodding at you.
“James shut up and leave the girl be” he turns to you “im remus welcome to hogwarts.” he holds his hand out.
“Thank you and well you heard my name y/n” you say shaking it and smiling.
“Holy shit your accent is hot!” the one with the glasses says again. You turn to him bright red and shocked.
“Uh, I don't know what to say to that.” you tilt your head in question.
“Don't mind him love he's an idiot i'm sirius black” he also holds his hand out. You blush again but this time because he called you love. You shake his hand but as you're about to pull away he pulls it closer and kisses it. Your eyes widen and you chuckle.
“Is it normal to kiss hands in britain?” you say running it through your hair.
“No it's not he's just trying to flirt with you” the little one on the end says. “I'm peter it's nice to meet you” he doesn't hold out his hand he just keeps eating his food. You chuckle at that.
“Okay you guys seem kind of okay though i think i like peter and remus the best” you laugh at the look on sirius and the other guys faces.
“What, how do you like them more?” the nameless guy says.
“Well I still don't know your name and right off the bat you called my accent hot. I'm sorry that's just a little strange and Sirius just seems like a playboy” it looked like Sirius was about to protest but then quieted down and nodded. The whole time Remus and Peter are just laughing.
“Ok ok sorry my name is james potter welcome to hogwarts” he said holding out his hand you take it and smile. “Though i wasn't lying your accent is very hot” you shake your head laughing.
“Thanks yours isn't too bad either, London boy” everyone chuckles at james’ red face. After eating dinner the boys show you back to your dorm thanking them you head up and get ready for bed greeting your new roommates.
The next morning you head to breakfast excited for your first day in the new school also with hopefully some new friends. You sit down near the end of the table and start grabbing some food to eat when you hear laughing. You turned to see all the boys laughing together except for james. When they saw you their smiles widened and they headed over to you.
“Hey y/n how are you?” Remus asked, sitting next to you.
“I'm good, how are you all?” smiling at him and the rest of them they all said good but james.
“I'm good now that you're here” he smirked.
“Okay London boy calm down” you laugh everyone joining in.
The next week passed by like this. You get used to a new school, getting closer to the boys and James constantly flirting with you. You never took james’ flirting to heart, you just guessed it was his personality until one day you're in the library trying to do some work when a red headed girl comes up to you.
“Hey your y/n right?” you look up at her and nod.
“Yeah I am and you are?” you hold out your hand.
“Im lily and i just wanted to talk to you about james” she shook your hand then sat across from you.
“What about him?” you close your book giving her your full attention.
“Before you came here he was really into me like he would ask me out everyday and i would always say no. but since you came here he hasn't asked me out once. I guess what i'm trying to say is james is really into you and if you like him you should put him out of his misery” she chuckles a little and you join in.
“I guess i never really thought he was into me i thought flirting was just his personality” you run a hand through your hair smiling fondly.
“You should ask him out” she smiles at you then you hear a voice.
“Ask out who?” It was James. He sits next to you guys.
“She thinks I should ask you out, London boy, what do you think?” you smirk at his red face.
“I think she's right you should” his face turning even more red and lily leaves.
“Okay wanna go out london boy?” you tilt your head with a smile.
“Very much yes” he nods aggressively, you both laughing. You start packing up your stuff.
“Meet me in the common room after hours” you walk away after kissing his cheek. You were excited.
Sitting on the couch in the common room waiting for James you're just watching the fire. When you hear walking you look up and see James coming towards you in a sweatshirt, jeans and red converse and you chuckle.
“James dear you do have american style” you laugh at him he just looks confused
“How?” He looks down at himself.
“The chuck taylors” you nod at his shoes. “Everyone in america has at least one pair” you point at your own
“Oh that's so cool” he looks at yours and his “wait how many do you have?” he questions you.
“You don't wanna know” you laugh at his worried face. “Oh i thought we could go to the astronomy tower and star gaze” you smile shyly and he nods
“Yeah sounds fun lets go” you and James head up to the tower and just lay together in silence.
“I'm glad we're doing this, it's fun, your good company” you blush.
“As are you i just have one question” he looks at you and you nod telling him to ask. “Why do you always call me London boy?” This makes you laugh.
“Because of a song called London Boy, it's about loving London boys. I guess I didn't know I'd just liked you from the start and it reminded me of the song” you shyly look away from him embarrassed.
“Aww you're so cute” he teases, pulling you closer to him. You go to push him away laughing and facing him when you look up and see how close he is to you and you blush. Slowly he leans down and kisses you. A kiss that caused a spark to light inside of you. “Don't worry love i fancy you”
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utsukushii kare really said we’re going to take two of the most fascinating, interesting, well-characterised characters to have ever been written and not just stick them in the same show, but put them in one of the most incredible relationships to be seen on screen and i cannot thank them enough for it. seriously, if you consider the fact that at this point we’re at ep 8 of a 30 minute runtime show; that’s 4 hours. i’ve watched other bls, heck even other ordinary shows, that can’t even cram enough characterisation into a character that hira or kiyoi have in their little fingernail. im not joking. and nothing shows that better than kiyoi in this ep.
i love that we’re already getting an episode from his perspective. we had to wait all the way until ep 4 of season 1 to see things from his side, and that was such an amazing twist and reveal and still to this day that ep makes me cry. but im so glad we get to see his perspective sooner. bc we don’t need that shock twist anymore, instead it serves as a good balance to see where both our characters are at in the first 2 eps. and yet again, seeing things from kiyoi’s pov just opens up the absolute treasure trove that is his character. there are so many stand out points from this ep that i wanna mention but I’ll wait until my big ‘favourite parts of utsukushii kare s2 ep2’ post to list them all. what i wanna say here is that every bit of his character we get to see in this ep comes together so well to create such an interesting, multi-faceted and well-rounded character that it’s kind of astounding. we start off with his softness and vulnerability that’s countered perfectly against hira’s timid reaction, and then we jump back to high school to see this full on longing and the frustration that comes with that, waiting to be confessed to. i wanted to say this about the first season but this serves a good opportunity too; I find it so interesting how they portray hira and kiyoi’s ‘seme and uke’ dynamic (im gonna use those terms bc i can’t think of any better way to describe it, just know im referring more to a more dominant vs more submissive personality, like the confesser vs the confesse, and not anything sexual). You could so easily watch this show, hear the premise, even see the characters, hira and his chronic shyness, kiyoi and his undeniable popularity, and easily place those labels; hira the uke, kiyoi the seme. but in reality, kiyoi so clearly wants to be the uke, and very much is the uke. he begs in his head for hira to confess his feelings fo him, half bc maybe he needs hira to be brave where he can’t be, but I think also half bc he just wants to be confessed to. He wants the boy he likes to tell him he likes him, just like he wants to cuddle in his lap and be looked after. it probably stems from this want to be loved, chosen to be loved, and be cared for where he felt he wasn’t before, but it’s just so refreshing and such an interesting subversion of expectations, to see inside cool, popular kiyoi’s head and it’s just him begging for this shy, nobody kid to like him, and say it out loud.
and then I’ve touched on this before, but you get to see his earnest drive and passion to do what he loves. the cool kid that should fit the stereotype of never caring about anything, pushing to do the thing he loves, putting himself out there. I just can’t describe how excellent of a subversion that is. and the way he is with people at work, with Anna, polite and cordial and sweet, it’s such a reverse of kiyoi’s tsundere shortness and bluntness with hira that it not only shows us that yes, we weren’t hallucinating, there really is an infinite pool of softness within kiyoi that pours out more and more every time we see him, but also shows us that kiyoi is maybe only his true self with Hira. he’s not this polite, nice boy, nor is he this cool, cold popular guy, he’s somewhere in the middle, a fascinating mix of both, that only hira gets to see the full extent of, and I think that says a lot about how comfortable he is with Hira, and how much he trusts him. as much as it may be bad that hira will never find fault with kiyoi, it also makes him his sanctity, his true safe place, where he can breathe and grow and truly be whatever he wants, soft, angry, cute, cool, vulnerable, hira will take it all and adore it no matter what.
and then we get his jealousy of koyama, his protectiveness and possessiveness of hira. it’s kind of endearing how he still feels these things when hira shows him such endless devotion, it’s a testament to how normal he sees their relationship compared to hira, and how he therefore allows himself to feel normal relationship things, including possessiveness. but also in this scene i really love how kiyoi is let’s himself doubt himself, and only when it comes to hira. i feel like we’ve only ever seen him been unsure of himself when it comes to the things he loves, namely his dream of being a performer, and hira. he only looses confidence when he doesn’t do well in the competition in high school, and is only ever doubtful when it comes to hira’s feelings about him, and how he is with hira, maybe bc they’re the only things he truly wants to last forever. so what does he do, just like he does with his acting career? he puts in sincere effort. he humbles himself taking that recipe from koyama, and despite his cluelessness and clear lack of skills, he still tries his absolute hardest to do something for hira. he cooks him a meal, one of the most ordinary and sincere expressions of love. and his shy smile the whole time, him waiting excitedly for hira to come home, it’s such a fantastically endearing contrast from the cold, removed kiyoi we know early in s1 that you almost can’t reconcile them as the same character, and yet the steps that got us here make it clear that they are in fact the same person, that both those people live inside kiyoi and that’s amazing. and of course something as ordinary as cooking a meal for your boyfriend can never be normal for hira and kiyoi but the chaos unfolds is what makes them absolutely them. it mirrors what kiyoi says at the start of the ep about Hira, ‘if it wasn’t disgusting, it wouldn’t be hira’. It’s the same for kiyoi, and the same for their relationship. they don’t want to change it fundamentally, don’t want to take away the things that make it them, they just want to find a way to take this thing they both want and love and build it, strengthen it, so it can last. and i’ll say it until I’m blue in the face, but that’s why kiyoi’s personality, his bluntness, works so well for hira. it provides this iron wall of reassurance based in truth that he needs. I think ‘im not dating a pebble’ might be my stand out line from a bl in 2023 already but it’s also so ridiculously laced in meaning. Kiyoi doesn’t see hira as just some rock, some insignificant thing on the side of the road, that’s not what he’s dating. He’s dating hira, the person. And I think this push for hira to see himself as a person is only something that kiyoi can do because, in a way, hira was the one to see Kiyoi first. I’m a different way, because of the complex hira still has around kiyoi, he may not be a person yet, but hira still saw him in a way no one else did because he cared enough to look and keep looking. He stared and stared at every bit of kiyoi, including the uncool parts, the embarrassing parts, the sweet parts, the upset and angry parts, he’s the one that saw it all and never once looked away. The invisible kid made him feel seen. And I think for someone that’s always looked at but never seen, that’s what you really want.
So yes, this may have collapsed into another ramble, but I hope I can just convey some of the sense of how whole of a character kiyoi feels, even just by the points in this ep. And I just love that he’s allowed to be it all, be chaotic and messy and imperfect and a work in progress while still helping hira along too. I’ve never seen a bl couple that feel so much like they’re growing together, figuring themselves out as people and as a couple and it’s just so fucking refreshing and interesting and beautiful to watch and i will never ever shut up about it
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Middle School
So the middle school i attended was slightly run-down and didnt have the best toilets. You entered the room through a door and was greeted with a row of toilets with no stalls. On one wall was a trough urinal and then on the other was some sinks. I would try to use the toilet during classtime as i would always be worried about being bullied from older kids while shitting. But one day it was lunch and i needed the toilet. I walked slowly into towards the toilets. Ahead i could see 4 of the older popular lads walking in the same direction.
I waited a minute hoping they would leave but i couldnt wait and opened the door. I was greeted to the sight of the 4 lads getting ready to sit on the toilets. One of them was wiping the seat, while the rest already turned round and in the middle of pulling everything down.
I hesitated but i need the toilet, so walked to the other end and left a gap. They was all farting and laughing. I sat down and exploded. One of them looked at me and said "wow you was desperate, but hear this" and let out a massive log. They all laughed.
During this one of their friends walked, and started talking to them while sitting down and exploded. They all carried on talking, grunting and farting. I did notice we all had our underwear at our ankles, 2 sets of white briefs as well!
One of them asked another to pass the toilet paper. He actually stood to wipe which was a good sight. I was still shitting as the rest of the all started wiping and laughing about how much wiping still needed doing. They all left and the toilet became empty so i was able to relax slightly, Suddenly my gym teacher walks in. He sees me on the toilet and actually laughs. He then approaches the toilet right next to me and jokes "this seat free" and then sits and starts farting while talking to me. I ask for him to pass me some toilet paper, he pulls some of the roll next to him and gives me. To make it awkward i needed more paper, and he laughs. I think im finished and about to stand up when another wave comes and i fart loudly as he also farts and laughs. We end up to wiping at the same time. He jokes "make sure you wipe properly as got gym later"
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hii for the prompts can you do “the kindest "i hate you" followed by a contagious laugh” with matt plsss??
i got carried away with this idea i don’t know if i exactly did this prompt
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One thing we both agreed on when we started dating was we would keep it private just like our friendship was. None of us felt the need to share our relationship or friendship with the world. It was something special, not letting others decide things for us.
We had all taken a trip back to Boston to spend a few weeks with our families. Resting my head on your shoulder as our hands link, I look over to see both our moms laughing away in the kitchen and our dads faint voices carrying from the backyard, and Nick and Chris talking on the adjacent sofa. These are the moments I cherish, filled with normalcy and nostalgia. Summer trips to Cape Cod when we were 5, Christmas vacations to Vermont when we were 8, we’ve always been together. I guess that’s what happens when your parents have been best friends since school.
The sounds of adoration increased as our moms walked our way holding a box of photos. “Look at you guys you were so small” MaryLou said, handing us the box. “These are all of our family vacation photos, have a look through them”.
Deciding to settle down for the evening we take the box upstairs to your room. The only light illuminating your room is the subtle golden glow of your lamp. Situating myself under your arm, I open the box to be met with a picture of you holding a teddy bear and a puppy stuffed animal. My heart melts at how sweet this picture is.
“You are adorable oh my goodness! You haven’t changed. You still do those eyes” I gush.
Grabbing the next few photos I can’t seem to help tearing up. These are some of my favorite memories and I’m so glad we were able to get photos of it. Leaning my head on your shoulder and showing you the photos, a smile forms on your face.
“That was when we went to Bar Harbour for Labor Day weekend. Those flowers were your favorite thing. I remember you came in with as many as your little hands could carry and started handing one out to everyone and when you got to me you had so many left you gave them all to me. They were all yellow ones because you said they reminded you of sunshine which reminded you of me. I felt special” You reminisced.
“I can’t believe you remembered all that. You are my sunshine always will be. Always a light in everyone’s life” I look up at you with a sparkle in my eyes.
“Of course I do, I love you, I love you now and I loved you then” you say, placing a kiss on my cheek. You pull your phone out to scan the 4 photos. Confused about what you’re doing I just watched as I saw you open Instagram.
“Matt” I playfully gasp, knowing full well you wouldn’t post them.
“What? These are adorable. I want people to see them. Plus I know Nick and Chris will find you in your little florist era funny” you chuckle. “Don’t worry sweetheart, it’s a vague post. They can think what they want, it only matters if we know” you reassure me.
“I hate you” I say jokingly, knowing I could never hate you. “Looks like I’m sharing baby Matt in all his glory” I laugh.
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As my eyes grow heavy I hear you whisper “I always knew it’d be you. I can’t wait to marry you and tell our kids about our story. I love you so much honey”
I’ve spent most of my life with you and I can’t wait to spend the rest of it with you by my side.
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SALVATION (series)
(part 1) (part 2) (part 3) (part 4) (part 5) (part 6)
pairing: colin zabel x reader
words: 3047
A/N: i told myself i was gonna make the chapters shorter but its still somehow 3k🥲, anyway i hope its not boring. lmk what u think bc feedback is always appreciated. also, im still working on the requests, im having a bit of trouble atm with writing the smut but it’ll be alright. Should mosy likely be posted this week.
summary: after some drama at home, a detective saves your life. Later, an invitation is in your mail.
warnings: swearing, hallucinations
part 2: the invitation
“I’m home!” You yelled as you placed your bag next to the counter and you walked to the kitchen with your car keys where Zoe stood. She looked up from her phone and she smiled when she saw you. She waited for you to give her the car keys so she could drive herself to her internship.
“Did everything go alright?” she asked and you nodded as you leaned against the counter.
“Yeah, I got a new psychiatrist. His name is Rudy Vincent.” Zoe had a smug look on her face when she heard it was a male, and before you could protest, she already spoke.
“Is he cute?”
“He’s too old for you.” you retorted.
“I wasn't talking for me, I was talking for you.”
You gave her a knowing look and you raised your eyebrow at her, making her raise her hands up in defense.
“You’ve been single since what? The stone age?”
You huffed at that and crossed your arms. “Come on now, I’m 23. I’m not that old.”
Zoe rolled her eyes in a playful manner with a scoff. “Can’t believe that I, as a 17 year old, have more sexual experience than you, my 23 year old sister.”
“Zoe, that’s not… I don’t want to talk about this right now. I have 99 problems to think about and sex isn't one of them.” She chuckled, and this time you were the one who rolled your eyes.
“What about you? Seeing anyone interesting? A certain blonde maybe?”
She turned red and looked away and you gave her a smirk. You remembered a blonde boy that came by now and then and then Zoe would go with him. You never asked about it since you were always busy with something in the house, but now you were curious. “I thought he was the mailman first until I saw the letters KLG on his shirt. He’s a frat boy?” You scanned Zoe’s face and you couldn't help but laugh when you saw her biting her lip. “You like him.”
Zoe looked everywhere but your eyes, and you immediately knew the answer. Lately you had noticed that she was much more glowy. It was visible in her face but it was also noticeable in the way she acted. She was much more on her phone lately and she kept smiling behind her screen.
“And I think his school is close to your internship so that means you’ll get to see him even more.” You winked at her and she bit her lip while looking at her feet. “How do you even know him?”
“I met him at a frat party where Madison dragged me to a week ago.”
“Cute, you should show me a picture sometime, I haven't seen his face yet.” you respond. “Oh, and to answer your first question, Vincent seems nice but I’d like to just keep him as my psychiatrist. I have no interest in dating at the moment. For now I have my hands full with two teenagers,” you froze, your face turning into irritation. “Speaking of which, where is Violet?”
“She's upstairs, but Y/n… maybe it’s not the best idea if you-” but before she could finish her sentence, you had already moved to the stairs. You spun around to face Zoe one more time and she caught your car keys before you walked upstairs.
In the hallway you walked to the door on the right with a board that said “Do not disturb”, but you opened the door anyway and immediately stepped into a t- shirt on the ground.
When you looked up, you saw Violet with headphones next to the window with her head resting on her palms, and a cigarette between her fingers.
“Violet!” you tried but the music in her headphones were too loud for her to hear you. So you walked inside and stood next to her with your arms crossed and your eyebrow raised.
“Violet!” This time she looked up a you and placed the headphones around her neck. “What.”
“Don’t give me ‘what’” you sighed. “I got a call from school. You’ve been skipping classes, seriously Violet?”
“Skipping one class isn't gonna hurt me, Y/n.”
“This isn’t just one class, it’s four days. You’ve been skipping school for 4 days. Where the hell have you been? How do you even get cigarettes?” you eyed it in her hands with disgust.
She rolled her eyes and looked back outside. “You’re not my mother, I don't have to tell you,”
“No that's right, but as long as Cordelia is in France, you’re my responsibility. And as long as you're my responsibility you do as I say.” You closed your eyes while sighing and you rubbed your temples. “All I ask from you is to just go to school and not smoke in the house.”
She didn't seem fazed, and as a means to annoy you even more, she brought the cigarette back between her lips and made eye contact. That’s when you plucked it out of her mouth and threw it out of the window, and you could hear her protest as she watched it fall into the grass.
“You’re such a bitch.” she snarled and you rolled your eyes. “No smoking in the house, you're free to do whatever you want as long as you obey those rules.”
“Whatever.”
You sighed again, and you turned around to leave the room. You stopped however when you heard her mumble something.
“You're not even my real sister.” it was as quiet as a whisper but to you it was like a gunshot next to your ear. You slowly turned around and scanned her for any sort of hesitation on her face. All you could read was irritation that you threw her cigarette out of the window. You tried not to show her how hurt you were by her words, but your jaw clenched and your eyebrows were knitted together.
“You know what, I cannot deal with this right now, I’m gonna clear my head,” you sighed and turned around to leave the room. “We’ll talk about it later when I get back.”
When you walked downstairs, Zoe was still in the kitchen and she looked up at you once you walked over to her. You leaned against the counter.
“What am I gonna do with her.” you groaned and you covered your face with your hands. You had always been patient with Violet, especially since you saw so much of your younger self in her, but lately with everything going on, you felt like you were failing as a sister. Sisters were supposed to support each other and have fun with each other. They aren't supposed to disagree with everything and fight about everything. You hated that you kept acting like her mother, but in cases of skipping school, you had to.
You felt a hand on your shoulder and you slowly looked up to see Zoe look at you with an understanding smile. “You're doing great, Y/n. Don't beat yourself up. She'll come around, I know she will.”
“Yeah,” you whispered and you looked outside into the garden. “I think I’m gonna go for some fresh air, maybe get some coffee. I need to clear my head.”
“Alright, I’m going to my internship,” she walked to the door but paused. “You’ve got mail by the way.” She pointed at the stack of posts on the table. “I’ll check them later.” You said and you walked over to the coatrack.
After you sat down at a table with coffee in your hands you couldn't stop thinking about what Violet said. It was like a knife to your chest, and you hated that you and her didn't have a bond as tight as it was before. Yes, you weren't her sister biologically, but you didn't care that you weren't blood related to the Goode family. Violet was still legally your sister whether she liked it or not.
And although you knew it was probably just her moody teenage self, it still hurt.
You loved her unconditionally and part of you felt like that love wasn't fully returned.
You bit the inside of your cheek and before you knew it, thoughts consumed you. Most of them were about you and violet. You didn't even realize that half an hour had passed.
That’s when you looked up, and came face to face with your worst nightmare.
Kai Anderson.
It was so sudden that your smile immediately disappeared. It felt like the air got sucked from your lungs, and your mind stopped working. As if the wheels in your head stopped spinning, and the world around you froze.
He was casually standing on the other side of the crosswalk with his hands in his pockets, a neutral expression on his face and his lips in a thin line. When you made eye contact, his lips curled upwards in somewhat of a mocking smile and you analyzed him cautiously. His blue hair was shoulder length as always, he wore a black jacket and black trousers, and he had a dark blue beanie on his head.
Even from a distance he looked menacing.
Your eyes narrowed at him, and your knuckles turned white as you squeezed your coffee cup. It was a wonder that you didn’t squish it, but luckily it didn’t since the coat you were wearing was Zoe’s. She’d kill you if you stained it since it was one of her favorites. One time when you stole her scarf for a day and stained it with cola, she didn’t talk to you for the rest of the day. Which is funny since she wasn't the most fond of fashion.
After a few seconds of recollection, your grip loosened on the cup and your mouth that hung slightly open, closed. You remembered what Vincent said.
“If you see him again, I want you to try and convince yourself that he isn’t real.”
So you closed your eyes, and let out a deep sigh while repeating the same sentence over and over again.
you are not real, you are not real, you are not real.
You were sure that if bystanders were to see you chant this, they would absolutely think you were batshit crazy, but you didn't care. They already thought you were. All you wanted was for this fucker to go away and rot in hell, not in your dreams or in your daily life. And if making yourself look like a fool was the solution to get him away, you would gladly do it.
After minutes passed, you sucked in one deep breath, and when you opened your eyes part of you expected for him to be gone.
Yet again, you were met with the same terrifying eyes of Kai.
Fear began to creep back in, and your muscles that loosened a while ago now tensed again. Why wasn’t he going away? Why was he still standing there like time hadn’t passed? How did he look so real?
Your eyes blinked rapidly, like there was something in your eye that wouldn’t go away. But no matter what you did, he just didn’t go away. He was like a fly in the room at night who kept zooming in your ear. Like, no matter what you do, no matter how hard you try to swat it away, it just keeps zooming like a nuclear alarm. It was the most infuriating thing ever.
Suddenly you had the urge to kick him as hard as possible. You downed the last remaining bits of coffee down your throat, clenched your jaws shut together and your clammy hands turned into fists. Suddenly all the fear and confusion started to morph into anger.
It morphed into pure rage.
He had taken control over your life for 7 years.
He wasn't gonna take more.
So you did something that might be the smartest or dumbest thing you had ever done.
You stood up, threw 5 dollars out of your purse on the table for your coffee, and you started making your way to the other side of the crossroad. People around you didn’t notice the way you marched in one line straight to Kai, except for the people you pushed away. They glared.
But you didn't give a flying fuck. For years you had made yourself a victim, trying to ignore your problems until they eventually went away, only to recur again. But right now, you wanted to face your problem, in the hopes of finally overcoming your fear. In the hopes of finally being able to breathe without feeling paranoid. You finally decided to not cower or run away.
You almost reached the pedestrian cross, when you suddenly got pulled out of your thoughts as someone roughly pulled your coat, making you let out a yelp. Your body got tugged backwards just as a car screeched down the road, and you nearly tripped as your heel got stuck in front of the trottoir. Your eyes went wide as the car honked, and if it weren't for two hands holding you steady, you would've fallen down due to the momentum.
“It’s a pedestrian crossing, are you blind?!” A man shouted. He held your arms firmly, afraid that you’d fall if he didn't and his voice was filled with worry. “I got you.” His voice was gentle and you stared at his chest in shock. You didn't realize that your inner monologue made you not watch your surroundings. It almost got you run over. A few people who were now crossing the road, looked up at the two of you and you couldn't feel more embarrassed.
His eyes were still focused on the car that moved around the corner. Your eyes were still wide and your heart was rapidly beating as adrenaline flooded through your body. Your arms were clutched to your chest and your mouth hung slightly agape. You looked like a lost child who just lost their parents.
“Hey, are you okay?” You snapped back into reality and your head tilted to look at the man who saved your life. “Yeah.” You managed to get out in a voice crack and you gulped harshly. He gave you a soft smile and let go of your arms carefully. His hands went into his pockets and you scanned his face. He had dimples, dark brown eyes and dark brown hair.
“You saved my life, thank you.”
“It’s nothing. That asshole should’ve seen that it was a pedestrian crossing. There are children walking around here.” He looked at two kids eating ice cream a few meters away from you before looking back at me again.
“Are you okay, truly? Cause that must've been quite the scare. I hope I didn't grab your arm too harshly.”
“Yeah I’m fine, really. Thank you again for pulling me back. I owe you.”
There was a short silence and you both exchanged shy glances. You had never seen this man before, but he had somewhat of a familiar face. You swore you had seen him somewhere before but you couldn't quite place it from where you had seen him. It was probably just one of those faces that looked similar.
After you got out of your trance, you looked at the spot where Kai stood, and now he was nowhere to be seen.
“Fuck,” you said as you stared at the empty spot, and the man raised his eyebrows.
“I’m sorry, I just…” you began and the man looked at the spot where you were previously staring at. “Never mind.”
You looked back at him and after a short glance, he raised his hand for you to shake. “I’m Colin by the way.”
His hands were big compared to yours. “Y/n.”
His smile faded and his eyes widened. “Holy shit, you’re the girl from the Anderson case,” he could faintly remember your features from the girl in the court video. You looked identical, only older.
You slowly nodded while kissing the back of your teeth and he immediately shook his head. “I’m sorry, you must be tired from hearing that all the time, I’m new to the area here for work.”
That’s when the wheels for you began to click. “Wait, you’re that one detective guy, the one who solved that one cold case and the one who solved that one case in Pennsylvania.”
“Yup.” he placed emphasis on the p and you smiled. Funny how you two both recognized each other.
“That’s really impressive, are you here for the recent killings?”
“Yeah, I was on my way to the station actually, you?”
“I was uhmm… just about to head home, I’m sorry for holding you up,” you referred to his previous answer. “Thanks for saving me, again I’m really grateful.”
“It’s alright.” He said and as you looked up at him, he was contemplating whether or not to continue the conversation, but before he could speak, you had already walked away.
He cursed himself for not talking to you more because he really felt something when he touched you. He knew it was silly, but as he watched you walk away, he felt kind of… drawn to you.
When you got home you had placed yourself on the couch with your mail at hand. Most of it wasn't that special. Bills, insurance, advertisements… You scanned through it all, until one envelope caught your attention.
It was sealed with red marking and on the center of the envelope was your name written in elegant calligraphy.
You carefully opened the envelope to not damage the paper, and when it opened, a card slid out of it. The paper felt thick and expensive, and when you read the words, you knitted your eyebrows together.
Dear Miss Goode, it has been a while since we last spoke. I hope you’re doing well in these times of despair, and I hope to get our status up as acquaintances after all these years. Thereby I am most delighted to invite you to the opening of the Hotel Cortez. Saturday at 8pm. You can bring a plus one if you’d like. It would be delightful if you were to attend.
JPM
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