#my current read and so far it sooo good

[ellecdc]

Mother, i had a request but i forgot what it was 😭😭 i was sooo excited tooo 😫

But in trying to remember i had another brilliant idea!!

Reader x Reggie where theyre both stoic, slightly volatile 🐍 but theyre actually really soft and mushy. And then SURPRISE!! Theyre actually also dating Remus who takes care of them and is super protective. Maybe its revealed near the full moon and possessive Moony makes an appearance.

Siri is flabberghasted; Barty is horrified his darling sweethearts are be defiled; James is shook; and Lily is yhe ultimate bro and super proud of Rem.

Anyway, im sorry your computer was so mean to you. I hope you're looking after yourself 🩵🩵

......this is going to go down in history as my most controversial post........😈 may I present to you.....poly!MoonWater 😈😈😈😈😈

poly!moonwater x fem stoic!reader (i.e., Remus Lupin x Regulus Black x reader)

Sirius Black was admittedly currently going through a hard time.

Now, depending on who you asked, one (literally everyone and anyone) might say it was his own fault.

But if you asked Sirius Black? It was everyone else and their insufferable happiness that was to blame.

His insufferable best-friend-that-anyone-could-ever-ask-for finally landed the woman of his dreams and said woman of previously mentioned best friend was horribly in love with the sod.

Even his baby brother was happy! Which seemed like an oxymoron because in looking at Regulus Arcturus Black, one would assume that boy had never known a single moment of happiness in his life.

If one took into account their childhoods, they’d be right.

But Regulus Black, who was quiet in a way that made you feel like you were always being judged and ridiculed (you were) who very rarely had a kind thing to say about anyone had found happiness (read: a girl) who, for all intents and purposes, could be his personality doppelganger.

One difference, however, was that you were quiet in a way that always had one feeling like you knew too much, saw too much, and you were far too perceptive for anyone’s good. You always seemed to be analyzing the people around you and Sirius, sue him, found that incredibly disconcerting. 

He did not wish to be known, thank you very much. 

And even Moony! Moony, the bastard, was seeing someone! Fucked if Sirius knew who though because the sod wouldn't tell anyone who they were. He just kept popping back to the dorm room covered in hickies and looking far too pleased with himself whilst offering no details.

He was even spending entire nights away from the dorm, and always made sure he had the sodding map with him so they couldn’t even see where he was.

So yeah, Sirius was pissed.

And before you ask – no, it’s not because he was lonely – in fact, he had frequent visitors in his bed thank you very much.  And NO, he didn’t want to discuss the fact that perhaps if he didn’t run at the first sign of commitment or emotional intimacy, he too would have happiness. 

Perhaps he just wanted everyone else to be slightly less happy for his own sake.

Did no one ever think about Sirius Black?

Give right now for example. He and Regulus had been...hanging out (if that’s what you could call the two of them sitting together not speaking as they each did their own homework) since Sirius insisted it was important to do so, especially since Sirius no longer lived at home meaning that their usual means of brotherly bonding (read: trauma) no longer took place. 

And then James showed up (he was so lucky Sirius loved him) who was but of course accompanied by Lily Evans (she was so lucky she’s as lovely as she is) which turned into a small James Potter roast on account of Regulus and Lily both having years’ worth of material from hating him up until recently, and Sirius had loads of material on account of him being a certified hater. 

And then Moony showed up, and if Sirius didn’t know any better, he had definitely been fooling around mere moments ago.

But Sirius did know better.

“Moony, what broom closet did you just crawl out of and where’s the poor soul that was stuck in there with you?” He spat.

Remus merely chuckled and pulled a book out of his bag, making himself comfortable in one of the library’s grandfather chairs. “No one was stuck anywhere with me.”

“No, I’m sure they were a very willing participant.” Regulus drawled, looking particularly bored for all intents and purposes, never bothering to lift his gaze from his book.

“No need to be jealous, baby Black. You’re more than welcome to join me in such broom closets.” Remus joked with a wink.

“Oi!” Sirius swatted at Remus on behalf of his brother (he’s welcome). “That’s my baby brother you’re talking about, and he’s taken thank you very much.”

“Merlin knows how,” James muttered none too quietly, “it’s not like he’s very approachable.”

Regulus lifted a lazy eyebrow as he looked at James from above the pages of his book. “I’ll have you know I’m very approachable to those I wish to be approached by.”

“Hi Reggie!” 

“Get fucked.” Regulus called back to Barty Crouch Junior, hardly sparing his best friend a glance as he approached him from behind. 

“Wow, Reggie’s in a good mood today, huh?” Barty said as he sat on one arm of Regulus’ chair, causing James to laugh until he realized that Barty wasn’t joking.

Suddenly another body showed up and gently sat on the other arm of Regulus’ chair.

Sirius watched as Regulus’ impassive face completely cleared of all contempt and he looked up at you with pure and unadulterated adoration.

It made Sirius sick. 

“Bonjour, mon cheri.” He murmured softly, in complete contrast to the harsh, militarized way he had previously been spitting at everyone else. 

You smiled gently at the boy as you pulled a notebook out of your book bag and produced a small, pressed flower, handing it to Regulus between your thumb and forefinger.

Regulus looked at it like you had just presented him with a hundred-year-old bottle of fire-whiskey.

“Did you pick this for me?” He asked gently, plucking the flower from your fingers with matching delicacy.

You offered him a quiet ‘mhm’ and Sirius noticed a shy smile grace your lips. Regulus’ eyes moved from the flower to your face, and he gazed at you like you had hung the moon.

“Merci, mon amour.” He said reverently and pressed a kiss to your cheek.

Lily looked at the two of you with a smile one might see on the face of a proud mother, James looked at the two of you like he was seeing a bowtruckle for the first time, and Remus looked oddly taken with the show of affection. Barty was apparently the only other sane one amongst them – oh gods, maybe Sirius really was losing it.

“Where the fuck has this Regulus been the last six years?” Barty muttered incredulously. 

Without much effort on your part, you reached over Regulus’ shoulder and shoved Barty off the arm of the chair and onto the floor before sliding to sit directly in Regulus’ lap.

“You...alright, Crouch?” James called tentatively from his place on the other side of the couple. 

“Oh, I’m fine. That’s just how she shows her love.” Barty said as he bounced back up, completely unperturbed. 

“Is it now?” Sirius asked, tone dripping with sarcasm. Remus swatted Sirius’ leg with his book.

“What?” Sirius squawked.

“Be nice.” He chided.

“I am nice! And why do you care?” Sirius argued, though he never got an answer. 

“I think they’re cute.” Lily announced, sending a sly smirk towards Remus.

“See? Lily gets it.” Remus said with a shrug as he went back to his book.

Sirius hated every single one of them.

But if Sirius thought that had been rough, he had no idea what was in store for him today. 

Sirius, Remus, Peter, James and... Lily had all been sitting at the Gryffindor table during dinner when Sirius noticed you rushing into the Great Hall looking rather frazzled.

“Whoa, what’s going on with Y/N?” Peter asked, apparently having noticed you at the same time as Sirius.

The conversation stopped abruptly as Remus’ head snapped towards the entrance, seemingly on high alert upon hearing of your arrival.

Sirius watched as you scanned the Hall before your eyes fell on their group. Your face crumpled in misery, and you rushed over. You were usually so polished and poised, any and all emotions locked away behind a well-fitted mask, no wonder you and Regulus got along so well.

Regulus...something must have happened to Regulus. Sirius had a dreadful feeling settle in the pit of his stomach; what could have happened to make you rush up to him looking that alarmed?

Except...you breezed right past him.

“What’s wrong, lovebug?” Remus cooed quietly, causing Sirius to choke on his own spit.

“He was hurt during practice.” You cried quietly, voice no more than a whisper as you moved to step between Remus’ spread legs where he had rotated on the bench to face you. His hands landed on the back of your thighs were his thumbs rubbed soothing circles into your tight clad legs.

“Okay. How hurt?” Remus asked just as quietly, ignoring the sputtering happening from James, the chuckling from Lily, and the horrified expression painting Sirius’ face.

“Dislocated shoulder.” You cried miserably, as if you’d just been told Regulus was damned to spend the rest of his life in a vegetative state.

Remus’s mouth looked like it was fighting really hard to smile as his eyes pooled with equal parts fondness, worry (for you or Regulus, Sirius wasn’t sure at this moment), and no shortage of love.

What the fuck was going on right now!? 

“What the fuck is going on right now!?” Sirius demanded, his outside voice echoing the one inside of his head.

You startled a little at his exclamation, leaning closer into Remus who increased his embrace around you. 

“What’s happening dear padfoot, is it appears your brother has been injured during quidditch practice. Perhaps you ought to go see how he is?” Remus taunted as he continued running soothing hands over your body.

“Yeah, yeah; the sky is blue, and people get hurt in quidditch. Now what is this!?” He screeched gesturing wildly at the two of you. 

You looked equal parts embarrassed from the attention and equal parts wanting to tell Sirius off for downplaying what you clearly thought was some great upheaval in Regulus’ life when Lily spoke up.

“I’m surprised it took you this long to notice, Pads.”

His mouth dropped open as he turned to regard his best friend’s girlfriend with a look of pure betrayal.

“Et tu, Lily!?” Sirius cried as James sputtered, “you knew!?”

Remus just smiled as he shoved his nose into your collarbone. You brought up a hand to begin scratching at his scalp, and Sirius was certain the sods leg would be thumping in contentment if he were a dog.

“Let’s go, Sirius.” Remus finally muttered, interrupting an argument that was going nowhere between James, Lily, and Sirius. “You’ve got a brother in the hospital wing.”

You hurried on ahead of them, clearly not interested in the talk the two friends were about to have.

“So, are you fucking my brother too or just fucking him over by screwing his girl?” Sirius finally spat with his arms crossed petulantly over his chest. 

Remus groaned and looked up at the ceiling, as if praying for strength to get through this conversation with Sirius Drama Queen Black. “Sirius, can you ask me a question that’s less likely to get me punched in the face?”

“No.” Sirius muttered. 

“He’s happy, Sirius. I promise.” Remus pressed. “He...he really deserves all the love he’s getting.”

And Sirius would have been an absolute arse if he’d had anything to say in response to that...

Don’t get him wrong, Sirius was an arse and did have many things to say in response to that, but the words died on the tip of his tongue when they walked into the hospital wing to see you sitting on the end of Regulus’ hospital bed.

Regulus, save the sling holding his arm to his chest and the fact that he was sitting in a hospital bed, looked as casual as Sirius ever remembered seeing him, smiling at you with...

Love.

A lot of love. 

“I’m fine, amour, I promise.” They heard him plead with you as they approached.

“Still have all your limbs, I see.” Remus commented as he walked over and pressed a gentle kiss to Regulus’ hair, causing the youngest Black to blush something fierce as he looked over at Sirius. 

“I’m sure she told you I was comatose.” He commented quietly, turning and offering you a wink.

“Don’t tease me...” You moaned, looking very much like you still wanted to fold Regulus up and put him in your pocket for safe keeping.

“Yeah, don’t tease her, love. You’d be sitting in this hospital bed all on your lonesome with no one you dote on you otherwise.” Remus jokingly chided. 

“Love.” Sirius groaned with a dramatized gag. 

“Oh, grow up, Siri.” Regulus barked.

Sirius’ head snapped over to his brother at the sound of his childhood nickname. Regulus’ cheeks were still dusted pink, whether it be at the unplanned outing of his relationship, being hurt, or the gravity of this moment.

Regulus hadn’t called him that since they were children...like, real children before the trauma, the alienation, the disinheritance, the running away...

Perhaps because Regulus had spent all of that time living in unmeasurable pain. Just like Sirius had.

And maybe, now...Regulus had people who made him feel brave enough to be vulnerable like this, to reconnect in ways he long thought impossible. 

Fuck Moony and his good naturedness; Sirius hated that Remus was right about this. 

“Oh, fucking Godric.” Sirius muttered petulantly as he pulled Regulus into a bone crushing hug.

Literally.

“Sirius!” Regulus groaned before Sirius was ripped away from his brother. Sirius expected Remus to be the one throwing him to the floor for inadvertently hurting Regulus’ injury...but it was you. 

“You idiot.” You hissed as new tears formed in your eyes, immediately moving to grab the ice pack from the bedside table and gently placing it on Regulus’ shoulder.

Remus and Regulus looked at you with so much adoration, Sirius was certain hearts were going to start pouring out of their eyes and floating around their heads.

“I’m fine, thanks!” He called out as he hauled himself up off the floor. 

“Oh good.” You said sarcastically.

“I don’t like this.” Sirius grumbled, causing all three faces to turn to him.

“Pads...”

“Sirius, please.” Regulus implored.  

“What if you break his heart?” He asked no one in particular. “What if you hurt my baby brother? Who am I supposed to support then? Or you; what am I supposed to do if you hurt my best friend? And what if you tossers hurt Y/N!”

The three of you shared a look before his brother turned to him. “Sirius, if we breakup, I give you permission to side with Remus.”

“And if we break up, I promise you can side with Y/N.” Remus added.

“Nope.” You said quickly, “that’s fine, I don’t need to be included in this.”

Sirius groaned out a sigh of relief. “Oh, thank gods. Okay, okay. I guess I'll allow it then....”

“THE THREE OF YOU ARE WHAT!?” Barty screeched as he stood at the door of the infirmary, still in his quidditch kit.

“Do we actually have to have this conversation again?” You groaned quietly.

Remus shot Regulus and extremely guilty look as he slowly stood.

“Remus.” Regulus warned.

Remus grimaced and slowly made his way over to you.

“Remus John Lupin, I swear to Salazar...”

“Regulus, I love you; I do. But...he’s you’re friend an- NOW DOVE” He shouted, and the two of you took off in a sprint out of the infirmary. 

“Quite the catch you’ve got yourself there Regs.” Sirius taunted. 

“Sod off.” Regulus muttered as Barty made his way over to his bedside.

“Don’t mind if I do.” Sirius jeered as he, too, took off out of the infirmary, leaving Regulus Black to deal with the likes of Barty Crouch Junior on his own.  

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[spirker]

I thought Valentine’s was a good day to share some lighthearted fic recs.

These are all Ed/Stede, under 6k words and zero angst.

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Naughty Office Guy - @clairegregoryau / Rated E / 5.8k words - this is a modern AU PWP where Ed is caught watching porn at work by IT guy Stede. Very hot, with a cute twist at the end. I’m currently working my way through this author’s latest work ‘Synchronicity’ which is an Olympic diving AU that I am absolutely loving so far.

Like An Angel - @piratecaptainscaptainpirates / Rated G / 1.7 k words - a very sweet modern AU meet-cute between T4T Ed and Stede. All of this writer’s work is brilliant, I recommend checking out their multi-chapter fics as well.

A Day in the Life of Model Employee S. Bonnet - @xoxoemynn / Rated T / 5.8 k words - another adorable modern AU meet-cute. Stede is a postie who abandons his route to join famous hair model Ed Teach on a photoshoot.

The Sea Beast - @hibyefics / Rated E / 2.3k words - a post season 2 fic where the boys enjoy reading an erotic novel of questionable quality. This story is one of the funniest things I’ve ever read in this fandom. I love all this author’s work so much 😆

Truly Docked - @ofmd-alsaurus / Rated E / 4k words - idk what to say about this one. If you like your smut to be a bit weird and funny then this writer has got you covered. I gave myself a stomach ache laughing over this one.

Dear Ed (sorry, wrong chat) - @chaotic-neutral-knitter / Rated T / 3k words - this one is sooo good. Mary and her widows reading group find some of Stede’s letters to Ed. They try and decipher the (not so) hidden meaning.

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#ofmd #our flag means death #ofmd fan fic #ofmd fic recs #ed and stede #gentlebeard #valentine's day

[yuna542]

Connected (OT8 x reader)

Part 10<-

Part 11

Pairing: Jeongin x reader

Genre: Smut, Fluff, Angst

Warnings: 18+, Smut, under 18 DNI!Suggestive Themes, Swearing, pet names, unprotected sex (just don‘t!), bloody nose

Word Count: 5.4k

Note: Sooo. What do you think of this part? Maybe you noticed where I got my inspiration from (M/V. Making off?) Love our baby bread who is not so baby anymore… For real have you seen the 5-Star Trailer? Uffhhgg watched it like 10000000 times

On your first day of your new job as the personal manager of Stray Kids, you didn't expect to be standing in front of the man you made out with last night in a club. But it soon becomes clear that the Stray Kids don't just want you as their manager.

Will this passionate arrangement end your career?

When you took the note off your door in the morning, you wanted to break down and cry on the spot.

But you didn't have time for that. So you stuffed the paper into your pocket and headed off to work.

Only when you got to your office you dared to take the paper out again, and you had to read it at least three times before you understood the words on the yellow background. Your hands shook and despair gripped you as soon as the word 'eviction notice' even came into the corner of your eye.

Although you tried hard to remain calm, you could feel the frantic typing as you entered the number in your phone that was at the bottom of the letter.

After endless beeping, the administration of the building complex you were currently living in finally answered. You had gotten the apartment out of luck via relationships and it was a miracle that it was affordable despite the ideal location for you.

And now you were supposed to move out within a week because the building was going to be demolished.

After several questions, the annoyed administrative worker could only confirm to you what was already on the note anyway. You had to leave your apartment by the end of the week.

With the current rent prices it was impossible to find a halfway affordable apartment within a week and the panic of being homeless until the end of the week spread more and more inside you.

But when there was a knock on your door, you furtively wiped the tears from the corners of your eyes and put on a carefree smile as soon as Chan poked his head into the room:

"Morning, babe. We're about to take off."

You had completely forgotten about that with all the stress. Quickly, you nodded:

"I'll be right there!"

Today was the teaser shoot for the music video.

You had no choice but to put on your professional mask and start working.

As you got into the car with Chan, where the guys were already waiting, you were showered with energetic vibes. They were all looking forward to the first shoot and the energy soon transferred to you as well.

Even though you couldn't completely banish the dark thoughts from your mind, you had to focus on your work when you arrived.

The film crew was getting everything ready while the guys were sent to makeup to change and get ready.

The video would be set in a sports hall and the guys would be playing basketball. There would be some sporty and handsome shots that would surely please the fans.

Han was the first to notice that something was wrong with you.

"You look tired... Are you okay?", he asked as everyone just waited for Chan and Hyunjin's hairstyles to be done.

"Yes all good, Ji. Don't worry about it", you said quickly. Too quickly and that's when the Director began to speak.

He gave the guys instructions on how they would first shoot individually or as couples and then mimic a little basketball game as a team.

You retreated to the bleachers with the film crew and when you had a few free minutes, you looked for possible apartments, but that brought you much closer to a breakdown. You couldn't afford any of them and most of them were way too far away. You would need several hours to get to work and that would not be possible with the strict schedules.

When out of nowhere you felt a hand on your leg, you flinched violently and almost threw your phone off the stand. Jeongin looked at you with wide eyes and raised his hands placatingly.

"Take it easy! It's just me."

Behind him, Felix followed, and they both looked like they could see right into your head.

"Are you guys finished yet?", you asked, trying a half-cheerful smile.

They took you in the middle and Felix didn't hesitate to pull you into his arm.

"We just have to do the group shots. Hyunjin and Changbin are on it right now."

You put your temple against his with a sigh and breathed in his sunny scent.

They all looked really really good with the school uniforms. So the video should have a nostalgic vibe and even you felt transported back to your school days when you saw the typical uniforms. But in the past, the guys at your school had never been as attractive as the ones who were now chasing the ball in the hall.

"Do you want to talk?", he asked, and he stroked your arm reassuringly.

With a quick glance at Jeongin, who gave you a sweet smile, you sighed. So Jeongin had pulled out the secret weapon to elicit the reason for your worries.

You couldn't lie to Felix. He was too kind and bright. It was impossible to hide your feelings from him.

"The building complex I live in is going to be torn down. I have until the end of the week to get out of my apartment“, you explained quietly.

But no one heard you anyway. The song played on and off while the cameramen were busy getting good shots of Hyunjin and Changbin with the basketball.

"This sucks", I.N commented and you had to laugh bitterly.

"I’m sure we‘ll find a solution“, Felix tried to cheer you up, but you could just shake your head.

"I can't afford most of the apartments and it's impossible to find something in that short time."

The guys gave each other meaningful looks, but before Felix could answer, he was called by the director. It was time for the whole group to take group shots.

It was too funny to watch the boys trying to recreate a real game. Han was so afraid of the ball that he kept running around the others, Changbin and Chan tried to shoot at the baskets, while Lee Know and Hyunjin chased each other around the court, screaming at each other.

It took forever for them to get a few scenes halfway done, but they had so much fun doing it that they infected everyone on the staff with their good humor.

You raised your eyes as Hyunjin came up to you with his camera between scenes filming the making off.

"How do you like our godlike basketball skills?", he asked, and Han latched onto his shoulder.

You raised a thumb at the camera and said:

"You guys definitely play like professionals!"

"Why don't I believe you?", laughed Hyunjin, zooming in on Han, who posed with his legs wide for the camera:

"I'm the best player, though."

"Yeah because the rest of us are extremely bad!", Hyunjin shot back and then all you saw behind him was the basketball flying and slamming hard against Jeongin's face.

Hyunjin screamed out, who happened to have the camera right on it, and Chan was already running to the youngest, who was holding his face with both hands and wincing with pain.

Before you got past the stands, the director and the cameramen were already with him and handed him a cloth, which he pressed firmly against his nose.

But it was already too late. Blood ran down his mouth and chin and dripped onto his blue jacket.

"Who threw the ball?", asked Chan sharply, looking at stunned faces. Hyunjin had lowered the camera and Changbin slowly approached.

"That was me", Lee Know came forward, sounding concerned.

He pushed past the Director who was talking at Jeongin, but gradually the white cloth ran out.

"Sorry, Innie... Shit, I didn't mean to throw so hard."

Jeongin squinted his eyes and waved it off with one hand.

"It's okay... Never mind."

You took out more wipes from your bag and handed them to him so he could press them further against his nose.

"Stuff it up your nose until it stops!", said Chan, looking like a father tending to his small child who had fallen off the swing.

Gently, you grabbed him by the arm and said through the commotion around you:

"Come on, Innie! I'll help you clean this up."

Chan nodded curtly at you and when you saw the stressed expression on his face, you wanted to take all the heavy weight off his shoulders, that he carried around all the time.

You sat down together on one of the higher benches of the stands so that the others could continue working undisturbed. You sat down opposite him, both one leg to the left and one leg to the right of the bench.

He still had his head back and tissues stuck up his nose.

"Does it hurt a lot?", you asked cautiously, glancing down the stairs where one member of the team was already joining you.

He shook his head and his voice sounded nasal, due to the blockage in his nose:

"No. It's not that bad."

He was always like that. Just not a burden to anyone and always functioning at full speed.

The director's assistant had reached you by now and handed Jeongin more cloths and a cold pack.

"Should we call a doctor to take a look at the nosebleed?"

You were about to answer in the affirmative, but Jeongin beat you to it.

"No! There's no need for that. It's already stopped bleeding."

Pressing your lips together, you looked at him questioning, but he continued to refuse.

"Maybe the nose is broken", the assistant said, to which Jeongin again shook his head vehemently.

"Y/N can palpate me, but there's nothing broken. I can keep going!"

While the assistant tried to continue talking at him, you moved closer to Jeongin.

"May I?", you asked, and he nodded.

Then you gently ran your fingers over the bridge of his nose. As you did so, his face hovered so close to yours that you inevitably saw his gaze move to your lips and how he suddenly tensed up.

Blood still stained his chin and mouth and a few drops had also landed on his jacket.

Only because of the assistant who was present were you able to tear yourself away from his engaging eyes. Like a fox, he regarded you attentively and with so much intelligence in his expression that you trembled.

"The nose isn't broken. It all feels normal", you said quickly, pulling away before the assistant noticed that crackling energy between you.

By then, there was a call for him as well, and he finally gave up.

"I'll take care of Jeongin!", you assured him, and with that he finally gave in and disappeared.

"Thank you! Really", Jeongin said, clearly relaxing. He grabbed one of your hands and unobtrusively pulled you closer again by it.

"Let me clean your face!", you said, smiling softly and taking out a couple of makeup wipes from your bag that you always carried in case you needed it. He nodded and you began to wipe the blood from his skin with concentration and careful hand movements.

While doing so, you couldn't help but inhale his cologne. He smelled like a heady mix of fresh florals, woody lime and the first rain on a sunny day.

His charisma was more than attractive and when he was that close to you, you became restless. There was something unpredictable about him, behind the politeness, the funny weirdo and the loving nature.

It was the self-confidence that lay dormant in him that regularly blew your mind. Even though he was just a few months older than you.

Bracing yourself with a hand on his shoulder, you tried not to hurt him.

"Y/N?", you heard his soft voice ask, and you felt his heartbeat quicken under your hand.

"Huh?", you hummed busy and that's when you heard Hyunjin standing next to you again, holding the camera on you.

"Since Lee Know tried to kill our Maknae. How are you I.N?"

You looked at the camera and threw away the bloody cloths.

Jeongin raised a thumb to the camera and said:

"It's all good. It's really not as bad as it looks. And Minho's throw was also too bad to really do any damage."

"Should I try it again? Maybe next time you faint", shouted Minho then, and you smirked as you felt Jeongin's knee pressed against yours.

Hyunjin laughed and Minho looked fierce but you both could see the concern in their eyes despite everything. They were family, after all and cared for each other no matter what.

Then Hyunjin was distracted by Felix who was trying to shoot baskets with Chan and went to join them. Jeongin took the scraps of cloth out of his nose and threw it all in the trash by the stairs.

"You should cool that so it doesn't swell any more", you said, already activating the cold pack by bending it.

"Does it look that bad?", he now asked again without the nasal tone.

You shook your head quickly. Once the blood was gone, the minimal swelling on the bridge of his nose didn't seem so bad either.

"No. But we don't know what it will look like tomorrow."

He nodded and closed his eyes as you held the cold pack to the bridge of his nose. A soft hiss escaped him as the cold eased the throbbing in his head, enjoying your gentle touch.

For a while, you just sat there together, enjoying each other's presence. Jeongin could have endured for hours the way your fingers stroked his face and dabbed his nose with the cold pack.

"Does it feel good?", you asked after a while, and that's when he opened his eyes again.

"You have no idea", he murmured, relaxed, and when your eyes met, you noticed the closeness between you.

His thighs were pressed tightly against yours from the outside and you could feel his breathing on your cheek as your face was only a hand's width away from his.

An embarrassed smile flitted across your lips and immediately his eyes were fixed on it. He could just look at you and your knees went weak.

You put your other hand to his cheek to hold his face tightly because you just wanted to touch him while you continued to cool his nose. Slowly he lifted his gaze and your eyes locked together. You got all excited as he licked his lower lip and all the sounds of the shoot faded into the background.

Before you could stop him, he leaned forward and planted a kiss on your mouth. It only lasted a few seconds, yet your heart jumped out of your chest and you stared wide-eyed at him before looking around to see if anyone had watched you.

He too seemed surprised himself and couldn't quite believe he had actually done that without thinking. Looking down at the crew, you breathed a little sigh of relief when you saw that everyone was busy taking videos of Changbin.

Chan and Felix were listening intently to the director and Seungmin's hair was being fixed.

Only Hyunjin looked in your direction and slowly lowered the camera.

He tried not to let notice, but gave you a warning look.

This was too much and too public.

It was just too dangerous and you knew it. It had just happened and you hoped nobody saw it.

"Sorry", he whispered, seeming a bit overwhelmed.

You had to swallow hard and nodded quickly without looking at him.

"You should take off that jacket. Maybe we can get the blood stains out by the sink", you said, hoping that if you just didn't address it, it never would have happened. Together you walked down the bleachers and asked a couple of women from the staff where the nearest sink was. They sent you straight to the hallway and there you found a sink on the wall behind the next corner.

Jeongin slipped out of his jacket and watched you try to wash out the dark stains with water. But it was quite hopeless. The blood had already sunk too deep into the fabric.

"I think that's it for the uniform", Jeongin said, taking the jacket from you to hang it over the edge of the sink.

Just in the white shirt and tie made him look like the main character in a K-drama. His hair fell into his forehead and he shoved his hands into his pants pockets as he looked at you uncertainly. All this time he'd been strangely silent and you couldn't look at him any longer without staring. He looked outrageously handsome with his sleeves rolled up under which the veins on his forearms stood out.

"I'm really sorry about earlier", he finally broke the silence, and when you did look him in the eye now, you realized he was worried about you.

"I didn't mean to attack you like that. You took such care of me and you look so beautiful, I just couldn't control myself and I..."

You had to interrupt him, not being able to stand the way he was torturing himself.

"Innie!"

He looked at you questioningly and stepped from one foot to the other.

"I didn't think it was bad."

"You didn't?", he asked uncertainly, and you immediately wanted to kiss him to exorcise all the self-doubt. He stepped closer until your hands were against his chest and he had to look down at you.

"No. I thought it was really nice, and if there hadn't been so many people there, I would have liked to kiss you too."

A relieved laugh escaped him and he took his hands out of his pockets to brush a strand of hair behind your ear.

"So you want me to kiss you?", he asked softly and you had to smile at his uncertainty. He wanted to make sure you wanted him as much as he wanted you.

"I want you to do so much more than just kiss me“, you replied with an ambiguous undertone and immediately his cheeks turned rosy and he stroked his fingers up your neck to your chin, where he lifted it slightly and placed his lips gently but intensely on yours.

Slowly you opened your lips and returned the kiss. As if in slow motion, he pulled you to his chest and deepened the kiss. He tasted honey-sweet and touched you with so much passion that you melted right against his chest. With your eyes closed, you felt his tongue on your bottom lip before he took it between his teeth and gently pulled on it. Burying your hands in his hair, you pulled him closer so he could slide his tongue into your mouth and set off fireworks in your head.

The kiss lasted an eternity and you never wanted to stop your tongues dancing together.

His fingers stroked down your back and he kissed you so passionately that your body automatically curved into his. His hands went under your skirt, grabbed your ass and pulled you closer to him until your upper body was pressed tightly against his.

You slid your hands under his shirt and stroked his firm stomach, that's when he broke the kiss to gasp into your mouth:

"I'm already dying to take you right now. Don't tempt me, sweetheart."

"I want you... right now", you gasped, and the sizzle between you was about to explode.

"Everyone else is in the other room", he whispered in your ear and kissed your neck.

You knew that, but you also knew how wet you were by now, just at the thought of feeling him inside you.

You took his hand and slid it between your legs. With wide eyes he looked at you, but immediately stroked your covered cunt with two fingers, feeling how soaked your panties already were.

"God... You're so wet", he gasped and began to move his fingers lightly against your core. Your parted lips and your fingers digging into his chest in the process made him completely lose his mind.

He instantly got hard and you felt his cock against your lower abdomen.

"Do you like it when I touch you like that?", he asked, pushing your panties aside to rub your clit directly, eliciting a gasp from you.

"Yes. But I want all of you!“, you whispered, while stroking his bulge over his pants and grinding your hips against his fingers.

Because of the sounds of the shoot behind the wall right next to you, you realised that someone just had to come around the corner to catch you.

"Fuck it…“, he suddenly muttered then and took your hand tightly in his. As he pulled you down the long hallway, you glanced over your shoulder in confusion.

"What are you doing?"

"We're leaving. You have no idea how many naughty fantasies I had about you..."

You giggled and together you ran to the exit, like little kids who had done something wrong and tried to get away with it. You felt transported back to your school days, where you secretly made out with your crush and it evoked the most exciting feeling.

In the garage, he led you to the big car.

"Do you have the key?", you asked in wonder, and when he just opened the door, you glared at him.

"We usually leave the car open. Someone always forgets something. I know it‘s irresponsible but practical.“

He opened the sliding door and let you climb in until he too came in and pulled the door shut behind you.

"This is still pretty public", he mused aloud, but you were already shoving him into the back seat, where he had been sitting between Hyunjin and Han while you had droven here, and climbing onto his lap.

Immediately he pulled you into a kiss again. Only this time he was more impetuous and you could now feel his boner clearly pressed against your cunt. Quickly you took his tie and literally ripped open his shirt to touch each of his abs one by one.

"Take off your panties! Now!", he demanded and he didn't have to tell you twice. Hastily you slipped out of your thong and at the same time Jeongin pulled down his pants and underpants.

"I want you to ride my cock. I need your pussy so bad, jagi!“

He was impatient and directly his hard length jumped out.

"Since when did you start becoming so naughty, maknae ?" you asked teasingly, climbing back onto his lap.

"Since I tasted you."

He ran both hands under your shirt and pulled it over your head. Your bra popped out and immediately he kneaded your breasts and spread kisses on them.

When he pulled back, he looked at you with a grin as you positioned yourself above him and suddenly put his hand around your neck.

With the other, he pressed you down on his length and it felt like he was splitting you into two parts. With the tight grip around your neck, you felt him fill you completely and you couldn't help but moan out loud.

"Fuck... You're gonna crush me", he growled, continuing to guide your hips until he was completely engulfed in you. You were breathing heavily as you tried to adjust to his size and he unclasped your bra and tossed it somewhere to the front of the car.

"Move!", he said and you began to roll your hips against his. His head dropped to his neck and he moaned loudly as you took him as deep as you could. Your fingernails dug into his chest as you were able to use his length the way you wanted and after a few seconds you rode him with faster and faster movements.

He held you by the hips and every gasp and moan you could elicit from him spurred you on even more. While he helped you rock back and forth on his cock, your clit was swollen and aching, begging for more. It didn't take long for your climax to grab you and you came on his dick while moaning his name. But you did not stop. You wanted to satisfy him and you felt him already twitching inside you as you tightened around him.

"God. I'm gonna cum soon, if you continue to take my cock so fucking good", he moaned and kissed your neck and even bit into it lightly, making you gasp his name.

"Come inside me! Fill me up, Innie! Please!"

Your words brought him over the edge and you felt him come and empty deep inside you with a choked gasp. You slowed down and sunk down on his cock.

"Should we stop?", you asked, breathing heavily, while he buried his face in the crook of your neck. In reply buckled his hips into you and began to push you up and down by your hips on his still hard dick.

Your clit was ridiculously sensitive from the first orgasm and you were not sure if you could handle a second one right now.

"Come around my cock again, sweetheart! Then I'm going to fuck you, like you deserve it."

His words turned you on again and you started bouncing on his throbbing cock again. You rolled your hips against his and you could tell Jeongin was holding back from bucking up into you, giving into his greedy desires.

"Shit, you're still so tight", he moaned, staring up at the ceiling, trying to concentrate on not cumming again. You knew that anyone could hear you, even through the doors of the bus, but you were just too drunk on his dick that you could care right now.

Your hands were tightly pressed to his chest, while you worked yourself to your next orgasm, which was already making your whole body tingle.

He didn't meet your gaze, instead, he watched the way his cock disappeared into your stretched hole, admiring the way your juices looked on his member.

"I love hearing you moan like this, angel", he said and guided your hips as you began to lose control due to the high that gripped you for the second time, flooding your entire body with heat. He wasted no time and while you were still working out your orgasm, he started thrusting into your cunt.

"You feel even better than the hyungs had described."

You probably would have blushed at the fact that the boys were talking about you like that, but the youngest of them was penetrating your sore pussy too much for that.

"Innie, oh god... please", you moaned and his gaze finally met yours.

"You like that? Being fucked like this?"

You might've been on top, but you were completely at his mercy by now. You were under his spell since the day you met him, hypnotized by him and his charming smile. He was tantalising you with his dark obsidian eyes. You lived for the lust-driven look in his face and his sweet groans. You bent down and cupped his face, hungrily kissing him. You kissed frantic and heated, desperate to taste each other. He licked his lips as he watched your breasts bounce with every thrust of his hips.

The filthy squelching sounds of him fucking his cum back into you filled the car and he removed his hands from your hips to reach up to cup your breasts, taking one in each hand, squeezing them.

You completely lost the sense of time, but couldn't stop urging each other to the next high. At any moment the shooting could be over and they could come back to the car.

His cock prodded against your cervix. You wondered who taught the boys how to fuck like this. Each of them fucked you in their own way and all of them were gods in this area.

Especially now you were totally addicted to the way Jeongin fucked you.

But finally you were overwhelmed by an orgasm that made you tremble. Your insides seemed to boil and as you tightened around his dick, he also came with a painful grip on your breasts.

Overwhelmed, you worked your highs out for as long as you could before you sank against his chest, breathing heavily. He ran his hand through your hair and pressed a sweet kiss to your temple.

"Was that good?"

You laughed lightly, with your arms wrapped tightly around his neck, still dazed stroking his neck.

"That was amazing, Innie."

He breathed a sigh of relief and stroked your back until your breathing calmed down.

"Move in with us!"

"What?"

You looked at him questioningly, and he knew he didn't have the right or the power to decide that, but he wanted to. You were worth it.

"We have a spare room in the new apartment. Right now it's just for storage, but you could have it."

"JYP wouldn't allow that."

"Why not? Before it takes you hours to get to work because your apartment is far away, it would be a solution. Besides, it would make our job extremely easier."

You couldn't say anything more in response, as the two of you heard muffled voices from outside, peering through the darkened windows.

"Shit! They're coming back!"

Quickly you jumped off his lap and slipped into your underpants and skirt. You felt the mixture of your juices and his cum making a mess in your panties, but you had no choice. You couldn't find your bra, and yet you saw that Chan and Seungmin had almost reached the bus.

Jeongin had already pulled his pants back up and was buttoning his shirt.

There was no more time, so you put on your shirt without a bra and just dropped into the seat next to Jeongin when the sliding door opened.

Chan poked his head in first and when he spotted you, he turned to the others.

"They're here! I told you they went ahead."

One by one, everyone got in and sat down. The driver wasn't here yet, so they looked at you curiously. Jeongin's hair was a mess and his cheeks were flushed. You probably didn't look any better.

"Where were you guys?", asked Lee Know, turning around in his seat to face you.

"Y/N was helping me with that bloody nose you gave me!", he said and Lee Know raised his hands defensively.

"Hey I already apologized!"

"We tried to save the jacket, but it was for nothing", you tried to explain your absence, but it was obvious that no one believed you.

Han had his hands clasped under his chin and was looking at you with a knowing grin, and it would only be seconds before he would say something dumb.

"You certainly had to comfort him", Changbin said then with a laugh, and Jeongin immediately stared at his shoes in embarrassment.

Then Seungmin suddenly bent down and pulled something out from under his seat. Startled, you stared at your red lace bra in his hand, which he now held up.

"Did any of you lose this? Because it's not mine."

"I usually wear black lace underwear", Chan replied, clearly enjoying the whole thing. Quickly, you jumped up and snatched your bra from Seungmin's hands.

Just in time, as the driver boarded and announced the start.

With your head burning, you stuffed the bra into your pocket, feeling the entertained looks of the others on Jeongin and you. On the way back, they continued to tease you for quite a while, but that's when Jeongin started:

"What if Y/N moves in with us?"

Immediately there was confused silence. So you explained your situation to them and that's when Chan said:

"We could ask. Maybe that's really a good idea."

"Would you really want to live with us?", Felix asked over the others and now they all looked at you attentively.

Briefly you looked down at your hands and then answered:

"I think so. Yes. It would make my job a lot easier if I didn't always have to go back and forth between the dorm, work, and my apartment. Plus, I think it could be fun."

"Don't get too excited. Living with 3Racha is like living with three wild animals", Hyunjin said, making you smile and took a punch in the side from Changbin.

Back at JYP Entertainment, you were up to your neck in work, but the idea of living with Stray Kids solidified in your thoughts and you kind of liked the idea.

->Part 12

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[the-kingshound]

Warning inane ramble incoming, it’ll probably be annoying I apologize. (*_ _)人 I spent the last several days reading every post here. I managed to convince myself to start liking some (sorry about that I’m sure it was annoying to get all those notifications) I have this weird thing where I get nervous about liking older posts cuz I mean it’s been a long time and it’s unprompted so that’s weird right? It feels weird like I’m doing something wrong or I’m being annoying, I considered reblogging too but somehow that felt worse? Sorry I am not good with social rules they confuse me both on and offline Idk my brain is wrong and I’m just a nervous socially anxious snail. (＞﹏＜)

Anyways just wanted to gush about how much I love it here and I’m never leaving (´꒳`) ♡ First and foremost Yniol has a special place in my heart they will forever be my favorite bestie (*＾ω＾)人(＾ω＾*), yes I am biased as my partner is grey and though they don’t play IFs they were thrilled to learn about your character! Also your writing is just phenomenal, your fans are fun and creative, your characters give such warm and positive energy I love them so much they’re perfect, the inclusivity is such chefs kiss ( ´ з `) 🤌🏻✨, the angst is delicious, the fluff is so sweet and comforting, the spice is ... very blush-worthy (⁄ ⁄>⁄ ▽ ⁄<⁄ ⁄). This has been a journey I laughed, I cried, I giggled, and I blushed and I have enjoyed every bit of it from pasta discourse to Moldien cult wars to Arthur bunnies, I’ve had the most wonderful time. Now my mind is gonna be filled with Arthurian stuff for months my maladaptive daydreaming is having the time of its life I have a road trip next week and I’m so looking forward to just staring out a window for 6+hours while my Hound's just alternating daydream adventures with the cast o(≧▽≦)o. Also speaking of your amazingly wonderful, sweet, and supportive cast I have decided my (though I love them all) favorite poly pairings are Arthur/Morien and whole crew polycule I’d sell my soul for those but I 100% understand why you can’t really do that. I don’t think I have the endurance in me to code a single poly no matter how much I wish it so the fact you’re doing any let alone several is just god tier you are awe inspiring.

Alas I have rambled far far to much I wish I could be more eloquent in expressing just how much I enjoyed experiencing all of this but for now this is the best I can do (╥ω╥). Thank you for sharing your wonderful work it’s truly a gift to experience. ଘ(੭ˊ꒳​ˋ)੭✧ I wish you wealth, health, and all the best in all your creative endeavors. -🐌

No, please please do not apologize. You made my entire week <3 This ask is straight up going into the folder where i keep my motivation to write and to be just a little proud of my work, thank you so so much for sending it.

For anyone having the same thoughts about liking or reblogging old posts: please do it. When I see the notifications, get very giddy and pleased, and I hope you are enjoying the food. Liking, and especially reblogging things, even more so if you add tags and reactons, not only fills me with glee but it also reminds me of old asks that I want to reblog again for new followers. So yeah, I love it, please feel free to go on a liking/reblogging spree!

You are so relatable for the maladaptive daydreaming (this game was absolutely born out of my own mental movies), I wish I could speed up the writing and editing for the next update so you can read it while you travel but I'm afraid it's a lost cause (I have been working on things, even now, but I am currently rewriting like half of it and while it is way better it takes sooo much time and energy). Knowing my characters and story are in someone's thoughts it the best kind of reward I need. I will never likely monetise this game, so this is the thing I wish to leave people with, and I hope the characters can be comforting and keep you company <3

You have no idea how much I would love to write the full polycule... maybe one day :,) But don't lose hope for the Arthur/Morien poly yet, as I decided to cancel the Gwyar/Morien poly and now I have a potentially free slot. In any case, awww, please know that this ask made me so happy today and will be in my thoughts as tkh is in yours.

Please have a lovely day and a lovely week and also a very lovely trip! Thank you again so so much!!

#lovely adorable anons #also never apologize for sening asks in anon i understand #i do the same #(anxiety) #love you!! #anon love

[fieldofdaisiies]

just a few things I want to share with you with all

last year I made the decision that this year (2024) will be all about supporting other writers/my mutuals — people often don’t seem to understand how much time and dedication writing fanfiction requires, how much writers invest, and that all for free, in our free time.

I am reading a lot of fanfic this year, have read a lot of stories already this year and I love it so much, I am enjoying it sooo much and I am so incredibly proud to call the people who write these incredible stories my friends.

the stories I have read so far/that I am currently reading, are incredible, probably all of them could be printed and sold (if they weren’t fanfiction obviously) as the writing is amazing, immaculate, and gripping.

I don’t care about comparison anymore, I finally could let go of this shitty thoughts last year, and since then the whole fandom experience is a million times better. I am happy to share all the stories I read with the people who follow me, or add them to my rec list on ao3, because I wang other people to see them as well, to know what great stories exist in this fandom.

this is what fandom is about, not hate, jealousy and toxicity. it is about us being together, sharing our love for this book series with each other.

and I didn’t say all those things to be like "oh look at how amazing I am" but to show you how good fandom can be when you focus on positive, good things, and not on hate and shitty, negative behaviour.

#good night

[heavyhitterheaux]

Not So Happy Birthday Part 3 (NSFW 18+)

AN: pay attention to what you have before you lose it. our wild ride is finally coming to an end! here we go!

Synopsis: Jack is willing to do anything to get back in your good graces so that he can have a chance to make things right between the two of you

Pairing: Ex-Boyfriend!Jack Harlow x Ex-Girlfriend!Reader

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It had been a total of three months since Jack's birthday and while he was at home in Louisville, you were at home in New York trying to keep yourself distracted. 

You were literally working almost every day and your older sister Melissa was obviously concerned, but you simply brushed her off. 

She already knew why you were doing it.

So you didn't have to focus on your feelings for Jack. 

Out of sight, out of mind. 

You figured that if you didn't think about it, you would be able to go back to how life was before you met him.

But, who were you fooling?

It honestly took everything in you not to accept the ring as Jack had held it out towards you. 

All you did was stare at it for what felt like hours, but was only mere seconds. 

"Y/N?"

"Jack, I can’t." You croaked out while trying to do your best not to sob in front of him.

The look of disappointment that flashed across his face almost made you want to accept it.

Almost.

Thinking back towards that moment, you honestly wondered if you had made the right decision. 

Even though you and Jack weren't together anymore, you had grown a lot closer to his mother, Maggie and she wanted you to have lunch with her and she was treating you. You just so happened to have an event in Louisville this weekend with Melissa so it worked out perfectly. 

You knew Jack was at home, so you were obviously bound to run into him which you were dreading.

Every time you had gone to see Maggie, Urban, Ace, Shloob, Quiiso, or 2fo you had miraculously dodged him, but you had a feeling that your luck was going to run out soon. 

You had a feeling that Ace had something to do with it, but he never admitted it. 

There you were at the 21C hotel in downtown Louisville applying the finishing touches to your make-up when you heard your phone go off. Melissa had gone off earlier to meet with a client leaving you by yourself to hopefully not run into him. 

Your heart jumped out of your chest when you saw that it was Jack. 

Jack- I heard you were in Louisville 👀

SHIT

You- Yes, for an event and to see your mom

Jack- So you can go out with my mom and not me? 😧

You- Get a hold of yourself. You thought I was cheating on you with Ace and now you’re jealous of your mom? Come on now Jackman 🙄

Jack- I just miss you, but you already knew that 👉🏻👈🏻

You- How did you know I was here anyway?

Jack- Um, I just heard a few people mention you, that's all. Sooo, how long are you here for?

You- Long enough to see your mom, Clay and PG and then I'm going back home

Jack- I'm in PG, so that means I'm included right? 🤔

You- Bye, Jackman

Jack- You didn't give me an answer tho 

Maggie was treating you to one of her favorite restaurants in the city and it just so happened that it wasn’t far from the hotel which you were thankful for. In the back of your mind, it wouldn’t surprise you if Jack had convinced Maggie to bring him with her even though it was supposed to be just the two of you. 

You did miss him, however, you still can’t shake from your mind what he did and how much he hurt you.

And Druski included.

You hadn’t talked to him either even though he slid in your DM’s multiple times trying to apologize and tried to do so at Jack and Urban’s birthday party, but you were too overwhelmed after Jack had pulled you to the side to talk to you so you told him that you didn’t want to hear it and that he knows you better than that.

You were currently munching on mozzarella sticks and you could feel Maggie eyeing you. You realized that it was only a matter of time before she found out about you and Jack not being together and had a feeling that it was going to be sooner rather than later. I mean you would think that because Jack was taking a break that he would spend some time with his so-called girlfriend, but that wasn't the case.

“What’s going on between you and my oldest child? I don’t mean to pry, but I can tell something’s wrong. Especially this morning when he asked about you. I didn’t say anything to him, but I was like "isn't that your girlfriend so shouldn’t you know the answer to that?”

And that’s when you started to cry. You couldn’t hold it in any longer.

This was the first time you had cried over him

In two days

You were honestly surprised that it took this long

And here you thought you were getting over him, but let’s be honest. Who were you kidding?

“Oh, no. I didn’t mean to upset you. What did he do?” Maggie exclaimed while handing you a tissue so that you could wipe your face.

“We haven’t been together since the beginning of March.”

“But….”

“At the party, that was all for show. Jack took it upon himself to accuse me of cheating on him with Ace because of pictures that Druski took and showed him. But we all know that he had been helping me plan the entire party for him. He didn’t even ask me about it. I had gone out to pick up a necklace that I had gotten made for him and came back to him packing my suitcases and handing me a plane ticket and telling me to go home. I was stuck at the airport for three days because my flight kept getting delayed and didn’t want to tell my parents or anyone what happened. I still don’t even know why I decided to show up at the party, I guess because I didn’t want all of my hard work to go to waste and I obviously do still care about him. I just…. How am I supposed to come back from that because that was him telling me that he doesn’t trust me. Druski has been trying to apologize to me ever since, but I don’t want to hear it. Oh and Jack decided that when he pulled me to the side at the party to suddenly give me a promise ring and I was like as bad as I want to take this, I can’t. He said that he had been planning on giving it to me anyway, but at that moment, it just seemed like he was trying to give it to me in order for me to forget what he did. And I just… I don’t know. And this morning, he sent me a text saying that I heard you were in Louisville and I said that I was coming to see you and he had the nerve to say oh so you can go out with my mom and not me? I’m sorry I’m rambling… I’m just still so incredibly hurt. It’s been a few months, but I don’t know if I can forgive and forget that easily.”

Maggie was sitting there quiet, taking it all in and listening to you as you told her everything.

“I just don’t get it. He has trust issues, which I know because his last girlfriend cheated on him and I would never do that because I also know how it feels to be cheated on. Why would I ever want to do that to someone else? I think deep down that I do want to forgive him, but I feel like this is always going to be in the back of my mind.”

“And your feelings are valid after everything that happened. I just can’t believe that child of mine because I definitely raised him better than that.”

“I know you did, but he’s an adult that has the ability to make his own decisions and unfortunately this was a bad decision on his part. Let me go to the bathroom and touch up my make-up, I’ll be back.” You said before getting up from the table, and Maggie immediately pulled her phone out to text her oldest child.

Maggie- Jackman Thomas

Jack- Uh oh, full government….. Yes? Am I in trouble?

Maggie- You most definitely are

Jack- What did I do?!?

Maggie- You know exactly what you did

Jack- Umm… are you at lunch with Y/N?

Maggie- Yes

Jack- And she told you what I did, didn’t she?

Maggie- I taught you better than that. You better be at the house when I get back so we can talk about this

Jack- I tried to apologize to her!

Maggie- With a ring that she felt that you were only giving to her so she could forget what you did. 

Jack- I didn’t want it to come off that way because that isn’t true

Maggie- Well it did. Like I said, we’ll talk later. 

After Jack had read the text message from his mother, he was now dreading the conversation that he was going to have with her later.

He didn’t know how much you had told her, but it seemed like from what she said, that you told her everything and he knew that he was about to be in for it.

He admits that he should have asked you and shouldn’t have reacted that way without having clear cut evidence of what was going on between you and Ace.

The two of them were talking, but just not as much as they were before. Jack was hoping that they could move past this and that he would be able to rebuild his relationship with both of you. 

It had been three months, but at least you were still talking to him so that counts for something right?

You didn’t completely shut him out, so in his mind he still had a chance to win you back. 

And he was going to make it happen no matter how long it took.

He was currently out with Urban and Clay to take his mind off of missing you when both of them noticed the switch in his demeanor.

“What’s wrong with you?” Urban asked while looking over at him confused.

“Y/N told her.”

“Told who what?”

“Told my mom what I did, obviously and now my ass is probably in for it.”

“Welp, can’t blame her. You definitely earned yourself the dumbass of the year award for that one.”

“Thank you for that, Clayborn.” Jack responded while rolling his eyes and all Clay did was smile and pat him on the back.

“Of course, any time.”

“I don’t even know where to begin to get her to forgive me.”

“Didn’t she already say no to the ring?” Urban inquired as Clay’s eyes went wide.

“WHAT RING?! YOU LEFT THAT PART OUT!”

“It was just a gift that I had gotten for her and I gave it to her at the party, which probably wasn’t the best idea, but I wanted for her to have it. My mom said that she thought that I was just trying to give it to her in order for her to forget what I did, but that wasn’t my intention at all.”

“Kinda looks that way though. The timing of it all.”

“I get it, but I was desperate and willing to do anything in order for her to forgive me and I still am. It wasn’t meant for her to forget what happened. I apologized so we could acknowledge it and hopefully move on from it.”

“Still can’t believe you listened to Druski’s dumbass. Like out of all people? That’s your most reliable source?”

“Look, I just didn’t know what to think. I couldn’t take someone that I care about cheating on me again. That’s a feeling that I never want to have. I experienced it once and don’t want to ever again.”

“He needs to help you get her back because it was both of your dumbasses fault.”

“I think he’s done enough and I need to figure out how to do that on my own. I’m the one who broke up with her and kicked her off tour.”

“Hmm, maybe Ace will help you.”

“I HIGHLY doubt that. I’m surprised he’s even talking to me.” Jack answered while shaking his head.

“Well, she’s not ignoring you so that at least counts for something, right?”

“I guess, but still.”

It was around 11 PM when Jack made his way back to his parents house in the hopes that his mother would be asleep so that he didn’t get yelled at because he already knew that it was coming. He had stayed out the entire day hoping to not have to run into her.

He quietly opened the door and was trying to make his way to his childhood bedroom when the light turned on in the living room startling him.

There Maggie was sitting on the couch waiting for him.

“Avoiding your own mother, now?”

“I-... no…. I just….”

“Yes you were. Come sit.”

Jack did as he was told and sat on the couch across from her waiting for her to start ripping him a new one.

“First, what the hell went through your mind to confront her without any evidence? And no wait, back up. Druski? Are we serious? That’s who you choose as your most reliable source?”

“He took the pictures of the two of them and sent them to me! I didn’t know what to think!” Jack exclaimed while running a hand through his curly hair. 

“And that’s why you should have asked her! Instead now both you and Druski look like dumbasses. I raised you better than that. Don’t even get me started on you packing her bags for her and the fact that she was stranded at the airport for three days because her flight kept getting delayed! And she was too scared to tell anyone!”

“I… know. I wish she would have said something to me.”

“But, at that moment, would you have even bothered to answer her? Probably not all because of what you thought she did. And she still threw you the party? I know I probably wouldn’t have.”

“I definitely don’t think I deserved to have it, but I'm thankful that she went through with it anyway.”

“I don’t even know where you would begin to fix this.”

“Did she say she still wanted to be with me?!” Jack asked her with a hopeful look on his face.

“Well, she didn’t exactly tell me no, but what she did tell me was that even if she did forgive you that you not trusting her would still be in the back of her mind. I remember telling you not to do anything stupid to lose her, but of course you had already done it. Y/N really cares about you and I can see it in the way she talks about you even if you did hurt her feelings.”

“I just hope she eventually forgives me. I want to see her happy, but I want to see her happy with me.”

“Hold up. That’s not up to you. Even if she is happy without you, you are going to accept it and move on from it because at the end of the day it was you who lost her and you who broke up with her. If she still wants to be with you, great, if she doesn’t want to be with you, fine. Either way I’m still invited to the wedding whether she gets married to you or not.”

“I-.....”

“Own up to what you did. And stop pestering her about wanting to see her. You obviously didn’t want to see her that bad because she was here earlier.”

“AND NO ONE TOLD ME?!”

“Calm yourself, Jackman. She wanted to see Clay and your dad before she left.”

“But not me, of course.”

“She did ask for you, but you were nowhere to be found and didn’t answer your phone so that’s on you. Do what you want with the information I just told you, but if she doesn’t want to talk to you anymore, you need to respect that. For now, I’m tired of looking at you because I still can’t believe my own child would act like that, and on that note, Goodnight.”

It was now Tuesday at one in the morning and you had been back for a day and a half at home in New York and your thoughts were running rampant. You hadn't been able to sleep and you suddenly heard your phone go off signaling that you had a text. The phone was on the dresser and you would have to change your position in the bed in order to get to it. 

A few minutes had passed before you finally got the strength to turn and grab it to see who it was.

And it was no one other than your ex-boyfriend. 

Jack-I know it’s late, but I need to fix this, so will you please give me a chance to do that?

You- I’m willing to hear what you have to say

Jack- Good because I’m outside your door and I have food

You- Wait, now?!

Jack- Yes now, come open the door for me pretty girl

You took the steps two at a time and you had mixed feelings about this entire thing and how eager you were to actually see him. You missed him and there was definitely no denying that. But, just like you told Maggie, this will probably forever be in the back of your mind as long as you were in a relationship with him. 

Once downstairs, you opened the door to see a sleepy-eyed Jack holding a bouquet of your favorite flowers and another bag which you couldn’t make out the contents of. Your breath immediately hitched in your throat.

“I caught a red-eye flight because I couldn’t sleep and truth be told I really haven’t been sleeping since I decided to end our relationship. I just…” You immediately cut him off.

“Just get in here before my nosey neighbor sees you.”

“I thought Ms. Wanda was moving out?”

“I did too, until I saw her all up in my business when I got back the other day.”

You moved to the side to be able to let him in and Jack made his way into the kitchen to put everything down on the island and to find a vase to put your flowers in with some water. You were silently watching him hoping that he would break the silence, but you could tell that he was just as nervous as you were.

“Thank you for actually letting me in. I was definitely debating on coming from the airport if you even wanted to see me. It was the fact that I was already in New York before those thoughts even hit me and I was praying that you did even though deep down I had a feeling that you probably didn’t. I was prepared to go right back home just in case, seeing as I brought literally no clothes with me.”

“I still have a lot of your clothes here that I never gave back to you and shoes so we’re good on that. And why in the world did you not think that I wanted to see you? Maggie had told me that you were going to be at the house so when I went I was surprised and a little hurt that you weren’t. She tried to call you and everything.”

“And I’ll be honest. I was dodging her calls because I knew she was about to rip me a new one because of what I did to you. She had sent me a text and told me  that she wanted to talk to me and I didn’t even go back home until almost midnight in the hopes of trying to avoid her, but I should have known better than that. She told me you had been there earlier and I honestly did feel some type of way about it, but I can’t blame anyone but myself.”

“I like your mom a lot. What’s in the bag?” You curiously asked and Jack simply slid it towards you.

You curiously opened it to see that it was benedictine, one of your favorite foods that originated in Louisville. You still remembered the first time that Jack ordered it and let you try some. You had been hooked ever since.

“I figured that if I was showing up around 2 in the morning that I needed to at least bring some food with me. Luckily the place that I usually get it from doesn’t close until three.”

“Thank you, I actually didn’t go and get it this past weekend, because every time I thought about getting it, it reminded me of you. I already missed you too much and I just didn’t want to end up feeling even worse. Every time that I would get this, we would share it.”

“And we’re about to share it now.”

You simply smiled as Jack turned around to get utensils for you both before sitting across from you at the island. Jack had heated it up for a few minutes and now the two of you were eating in silence.

“Um, I just want to explain my thought process and why I did what I did.” Jack quietly said and you simply nodded. 

“I’m listening.”

“You knew about my ex because I told you and you also knew how I felt about the entire thing. I still remember that night that we were at your condo when you had that rooftop party in the city after Ace had introduced us a few weeks before. I was hesitant about meeting you, but once I did, you were the only person that I wanted to be around. I remember always wanting to fly you out to wherever I was because I loved having you in my presence and all the positive energy that you always give off. When Druski showed me the pictures, I snapped. Me feeling insecure combined with what I thought was you blowing me off for Ace when you were really planning something for me just sent me over the edge. I didn’t even think twice before I made the decision and didn’t bother asking you which was stupid on my end. I know deep down that you would never do that to me, but I don’t know at that moment? And that’s the same exact thing she told me. Fucked around and had an entire baby on me. I couldn’t fathom going through being cheated on again so I figured if I hurt you first, I wouldn’t have to deal with those feelings. But I did deal with the feeling of me hurting you. The look on your face is embedded in my mind and to think I was the cause of all of that hurt you had, hurt me too. And not to mention you being at the airport for three days. I wish you would have told me, but I get why you didn’t. You probably thought that I wouldn’t answer you, which is fair. Bottom line is that I’m sorry for how I acted and I just want us to be okay again. But only if that’s what you want. I don’t want to put pressure on you or anything. Whatever you decide, I’m going to respect it.”

“I’ve been going back and forth in my head so many times and trying to think of every possible scenario on if I did forgive you or if I didn’t.”

“And the ring was not meant for you to forget what I did at all and I’m sorry if it came off that way.”

“Jack Harlow apology tour 2023.”

“And I already apologized to Ace. It’ll take some time, but I think that we’ll get back to how we were before.”

“If I say yes…”

“Yes?” Jack asked, looking up at you hopeful.

“You have to promise me that if you are unsure about something involving me that you’ll come to me first and ask before jumping to conclusions.”

“I promise. It’ll never happen again. I lost you once because of my own stupidity and I definitely don’t want for that to happen again. You mean a lot to me and not really seeing and talking to you these past few months….”

“Clean slate?” You asked while taking the last bite of your food which Jack had scooted towards you. 

“Clean slate.”

“From this point forward, we will never bring this up again. Even if we may have a disagreement, we make no mention of this.”

“I’m on board with that. But it’s still going to be in the back of my mind what I did.”

“And it will be in the back of mine too, but we’re going to heal from this. Just one huge big misunderstanding.”

Jack had gotten up from the island to put the food container in the trash and the utensils that you both used in the dishwasher before saying anything else.

You could tell that he was deep in thought and you simply looked at him curiously.

“Jack?”

"I know that this doesn't even begin to cover how sorry I am, but…" Jack started to say but you immediately got up from the island and cut him off with a kiss which he gladly returned and wrapped your arms around his neck. 

"I've missed being in your arms so much and I never want to go that long without being in them again. Like I said, we’ll get past this." You quietly said as you looked down and Jack lifted your chin with his finger so that you could look at him.

"And I'm going to make sure you don't and that we do.." 

"Just know that I would never hurt you like that. You mean entirely too much to me." You quietly said and Jack simply nodded.

“Oh, one more thing. I mean you don’t have to wear it, but I want you to have it.” Jack said as he let go of you to reach into his back pocket and pull out the ring that he wanted to give to you three months ago.

“I’ll wear it, it’s pretty.” You answered while Jack slipped it on the middle finger of your left hand.

“Now, if people look at my boyfriend, I can tell them to fuck off with showing off the ring he bought me. Oh and I see you like your necklace I bought you. My closet is still full of your gifts.” You looked up at him and you played with the KY necklace that graced his neck.

“I don’t think I deserve them to be honest.”

“Then who else am I going to give them to? And yes you do for how hard you work. I am still very proud of you.”

“Can we get to opening them later?” Jack asked and you came to the conclusion that he was probably tired.

“Sure, let’s go upstairs and get some sleep.”

“Oh, I’m not tired.”

“Your eyes are saying otherwise sir. It looks like you’re about to fall over at any moment.”

“It’s been almost four months and I can imagine that your vibrator is definitely not on the same level as me.”

—

"Relax baby and let me make you feel good. Give me some room down here.”

You did as you were told and felt instant pleasure when you felt Jack’s mouth on you making you grip the sheets underneath you while trying to hold back a moan.

“Nuh uh, none of that. I didn’t wait this long to not hear you tell me how good I’m making you feel, let it out.”

“But…”

“I don’t give a fuck about your nosey ass neighbors, let it out.”

Jack dove back in between your legs and inserted two fingers while still keeping his mouth on you and you couldn’t hold it back any longer.

“Fuck, baby. Right there.” You finally let out and he couldn’t do anything but smirk as he inserted a third finger trying to make you reach your peak as quickly as possible.

“Good girl.”

Your left hand found a way to Jack’s curls, while your right was massaging your breast in order for you to reach it quicker.

Jack knew when you were close that all he had to do was play with your nipples and you would fold each time. 

He literally made you cum several times by doing that and nothing else. 

"Shiiit… I.. "

Jack took the initiative to hold your legs tighter so that you wouldn't try to move away from him as he continued to lap at your folds and he planned on showing you how much he missed you all night as your screams continued to get louder. 

A few seconds later you were coming undone before him and instead of letting you ride out your high in peace, he continued to suck on your clit immediately making your legs shake.

When he had finally removed his mouth from you, he proceeded to place kisses all up and down your thighs before he reached up to kiss you.

"Are you ready for me?" Jack whispered in your ear as he kissed the shell of it and you immediately nodded.

"Have you been away from me that long that you forgot your manners? I need words baby. My pretty girl needs to tell me what she wants."

"I want you in me."

"Now that's better." Jack answered before slowly slipping into you and bottoming out making you both moan out in pleasure.

"Damn, you feel so good around me. But baby you need to relax. You're still tense and I can tell."

"I'm just nervous I guess."

"Nervous for what? It's just me and you know that I'm going to take care of you." Jack replied to you while reaching down to kiss your forehead. 

"I know…. Just…"

"Just focus on me and nothing else."

You didn't know why you were nervous.

Having sex with him was nothing new and you had done it plenty of times before. 

It almost felt like this was a dream and that you could wake up at any second and be right back to square one. 

And you knew for a fact that your heart couldn't take that.

Jack slowly began to move in and out of you and he could tell that you were slowly relaxing little by little.

He was always going to take his time when pleasuring you and didn't shy away from putting your needs first.

You wrapped your arms around him wanting for him to be as close as possible to you in that very moment. 

Jack then reached down to slowly massage your clit as he was also giving attention to your left breast before switching to the right and waiting for you to come undone in front of him. 

"Mmm, baby… I'm…"

"I know, babe. Me too. You going to be a good girl and cum all over my dick?"

You eagerly nodded but of course Jack stopped his movements which left you confused.

"Jackkkkk!!!"

"Good girls use their words so fix it."

"Yes."

"Yes, what?"

"Yes I'm going to cum all over your dick." 

"That's what I thought." Jack answered while then continuing his movements.

Not even four thrusts later, the two of you were coming completely undone.

As you were riding out your high underneath him, Jack was placing kisses anywhere that he could reach on your body as you were scratching your nails down his back.

Jack then slid out of you making you wince and simply laid his head on your chest as you were running a hand through his curls. 

"Just wait until I get some actual sleep. We aren't leaving this bed." 

And for the next week, Jack had stuck to his word and you were convinced that your best friends and sister probably thought you were in a ditch somewhere when you were actually just getting ducked down. 

Jack had just finished making you cum for the seventh time and it wasn't even noon. You had then swung your left leg over in order to straddle him when Jack's hands immediately went to your hips to help guide you as you slowly lowered yourself down onto him. 

The two of you got into a comfortable rhythm before you heard a shriek from the doorway startlingly the two of you and Panchito proceeded to run full force towards you and jumped on both you and Jack. 

Jack immediately brought you to his chest in an attempt to shield you from Blanca and Jessica who were now eyeing the two of you.

"This is where you’ve been all week then, I thought I was gonna have to send a search party. I hope you made his ass beg for forgiveness for all the shit he was accusing you of.” Jessica said while shaking her head and Blanca motioned for Panchito to come back towards her but instead he curled up at the bottom of the bed.

"It looks like she forgave him if my eyes aren't deceiving me. Have yall even came up for air? Gotten food? Taken a nap?" Blanca asked while you were looking at them in disbelief how they were having a full blown conversation with you while Jack was still inside you.

"No. Not really, no."

"Well shit, Jack is Ace with you? I want to get dicked down too. Y/N can't be the only one having fun around here. And how have you been by the way? Miserable I presume without my best friend?"

"Are you two seriously trying to have a full blown conversation with us while my boyfriend's dick is still in me?"

"Yes, it looks that way. We already know it’s big from what you told us." Blanca said while shrugging.

“BLANCA!” You scolded her and she just smirked while Jack was trying to hold in his laugh.

"Better us than Melissa! She was going to come over herself but we volunteered to check on you. And Jack, hurt my girl again and I'll make sure you can't have kids."

"Wait. Did she say boyfriend?"

"I got it. I already know and no Blanca, Ace isn't with me ." Jack answered while you were moving on top of him trying to get as much friction between the two of you as possible. All Jack did was grip your hip tighter in an attempt to tell you to stop.

"So we're just going to skip past the boyfriend part? She said, " BOYFRIEND!" 

"Now that you two know that I'm alive, close the door and let me continue riding the shit out of my boyfriend's dick and then I want his cum eventually sliding down my throat. He made me cum seven times and I'd like to return the favor."

"Okay daycare in her throat! Get it Jack!"

"SEVEN!?! IT'S NOT EVEN NOON!"

"The two of you have three seconds to get out and I'm not responsible for what you're about to see if you don't."

"We're going! We're going!"

"BLANCA GET PANCHITO!" 

All you did was shake your head as they finally closed the door and when you looked back down at Jack, he was simply smirking.

“So, my dick is big, huh?” He asked and you threw the pillow at him that was on your left side at him while he laughed. 

“Keep it up and I won’t let you cum at all.”

You saying this wiped Jack’s smirk off his face and he held up his hands in defense. 

“That’s what I thought.”

—

You were now in the middle of the dance floor celebrating your birthday with Blanca, Jessica, and Melissa dancing beside you as Jack sat next to Urban, Druski, and Ace admiring you.

“I never thought she was about to forgive you, but I’m glad she did because your ass was fucking miserable without her.” Ace said while making googly eyes at Blanca.

“Me either, but I’m happy she did. I just knew her bodyguards were going to kill me.”

“Still can’t believe you call them her bodyguards.” Urban said while laughing.

“Because they are! They’re so protective over each other so when I caught that red eye flight from Louisville, I was praying that she was at home by herself because I know if they were there, they would have made my ass turn around and go right back home.”

“Especially Melissa. She was at your birthday party shooting daggers at me and holding the knife to cut the cake. I thought her ass was going to stab me.” Druski confessed while taking another swig of his drink.

“She still might. I put NOTHING past her older sister.”

“Wait, I just noticed something.” Urban said while eyeing your ring finger.

“What?”

“That isn’t the same ring because it looks different. Did you do something and not tell us?!” 

“It just happened this morning soooo.” Jack answered while rubbing the back of his neck nervously.

“I want full credit for this love connection and I want to make a speech at the wedding reception.” Ace added while Druski was still looking at Jack in disbelief.

“Say less, I have to let her bodyguards make speeches too or I know that they’ll have my ass.”

“They grow up so fast!” Druski exclaimed while hugging Jack and congratulating him.

Just then you came over to him and promptly sat on his lap.

“Is it okay if I steal you for a minute?” You asked while reaching up to play with his beard.

“The birthday girl can do whatever she wants.”

You got up and held out your hand towards Jack and let him outside so that you could get some fresh air.

“You okay?” He asked while looking down at you and you simply nodded in response.

“Never better. Just wanted to thank you for all that you do for me. And keeping this party a secret from me and getting Ace to help you was top tier.”

“I thought I would return the favor since you did it for me. Just wanted to show you how much I loved you.”

“You literally don’t have to do all of this to show me that, it’s the simple things that you do on a daily basis that lets me know how much you do.” You said while reaching up to kiss him and he eagerly kissed you back.

“You know I’d do absolutely anything for you.”

“I know. Track 3.”

“But also track 13. Don’t be anxious, I got you.”

“Right back at you.”

“You ready to go in and tell them that we’re already married and did it at the courthouse yesterday or is that too much?”

“Hmm, too much. We can tell them tomorrow. But either way, your mom is going to kill you.”

“But will she though? She already calls you her daughter-in-law and would text me just about every day asking if I proposed yet.”

“You definitely did not tell me that!”

“Well obviously I didn’t want to tell you because that would have ruined it!”

“Just get me pregnant soon to make up for it. She’ll forgive you.”

“Shit, say less. We can get started right now.”

“Good, because I got my IUD taken out last week so…..”

“Oh, so you were planning to trap me?” Jack playfully asked you while raising an eyebrow. 

“Hmm, no. I just wanted my kid to possibly have your eyes or curly hair. Keep in mind I’m a trust fund baby so did you in fact trap me?”

“Urban told you my plan, didn't he? I’m meant to be a trophy husband.”

“No, he just told me that you loved me a whole lot.”

“And that’s never going to change. Now let’s get started on that baby.”

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jackharlow: Happiest of birthdays to my baby girl. I love you so much and I'm so thankful to have you in my life. Ever since we met, I knew you were something special and I can't wait for us to spend the rest of our lives together. Always want to be able to make your dreams come true 💕

yourinstagramname: I love you so much and you always make my heart go boom. so blessed to have you in my life 💖

yungskylark: yall can thank me for this! I got the two of them together!

claybornharlow: PAUSE, SPEND THE REST OF OUR LIVES TOGETHER? DON'T THINK WE DIDN'T SEE THAT

blancaaa: jackharlow did you get her pregnant?!

jackharlow: blancaaa working on it!

jessmichelle: jackharlow I'm surprised that she isn't already from what we walked in on a while ago 👀

yourinstagramname: jessmichelle get ready to babysit

jessmichelle: yourinstagramname as long as I can give them back lmao

yourinstagramname: jackharlow oh I guess I can tell yall now then

claybornharlow: yourinstagramname TELL US WHAT?!

yourinstagramname: claybornharlow we now share the same last name Clay! hi brother-in-law!

maggieharlow: did the two of you get married and NOT TELL ME?! I HAVE LITERALLY BEEN PLANNING FOR MONTHS

jackharlow: uh oh

claybornharlow: I KNEW IT!

jessmichelle: what the hell? DID MY INVITE GET LOST?!

blancaaa: I will grab Panchito. why were we not informed?

yourinstagramname: save the date... August 6th, 2024 and it was literally a spare of the moment thing kbye

blancaaa: Y/N! GET BACK HERE!

jessmichelle: WE KNOW WHERE YOU LIVE!

y/nharlow: jackharlow husband, lock the door so we can make a baby and hide from everyone.

jackharlow: y/nharlow say less! see yall in August

jessmichelle: not this bitch changing her username too smh

blancaaa: who the hell was the witness?! Melissa fucking show yourself because you've been quiet as hell

amomentcaptured: I was the witness and now I'm about to go back into hiding

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Entangled - Part 9

Pairing: Chanyeol x f.Reader Chapter Warnings: Alcohol Consumption | Language take a shot whenever you see the f word smh Word Count: 8.3k Author Notes: So...Im sorry 😬? But aye, what's a story without a beach chapter, am I right?? I can't believe how close we are to the finish line. I think we have 3 chapters left ??? give or take. wooow will I actually finish a story for the first time in my life?? (like a real one not just a lil scenario haha). Sorry for the late update, I was gonna post on yeols bday but thought this wasnt a great present lmfaooo As always, dont be shy with letting me know your thoughts on the chapter, a def will need to know how you all feel at the end of this one 😮‍💨. Thank you to everybody still rocking with the story, it means sooo much to me 💕 and give our boy chanyeol some loooove MWAH!!!

It doesn’t take Seulgi and you long to change and head down to the beach. Being able to see the guys from up in your room, you join them quickly.

They got their hands on a grill somehow, and you find Jongdae already cooking on it, beer in one hand.

“Already looking like a dad, Dae,” Seulgi announces in greeting, taking in his unbuttoned green Hawaiian shirt, oversized sunglasses, and fisherman’s hat. He grins brightly and rewards her with a fresh piece of juicy meat.   

Beside Jongdae and the grill sits a long table covered with food, drinks, and a bluetooth speaker currently playing chill R&B. A little further behind him is a blue canopy to block the blazing sun from your sensitive skin, chairs littered underneath it.

This area of the beach is privately owned, for hotel residents only. Despite how large the hotel is, only a few other families dot the shore, all far enough away that your little party is practically secluded.

You drop your bag onto a chair and dig into it, pulling out a bottle of sunscreen. You rub it into any skin of yours exposed before walking out of the canopy, holding it up for everyone to see. “Who needs some?”

Sehun and Jongin come running towards you, both only wearing swim trunks. You suck your teeth, their backs are probably already screaming at them.

Jongin gets to you first. You turn him around and begin to apply the protective lotion onto his back, where it will be hard for him to reach.

“We missed you last night,” he says.

“I know,” you reply. For some reason, your throat constricts, dragging your voice down to a deep mumble. “I’m sorry for leaving. I just….”

“I understand,” he says, patting one of your hands. Throwing his head back, he tosses you a sweet grin. You return his smile before handing him the bottle so that he can cover the rest of himself.

With Jongin preoccupied, Sehun makes his way over, already trying to get a read on you. He understands the language of your body enough to fill in blanks you don’t even know are empty.

“Good afternoon,” you greet, keeping your voice neutral. 

“He’s in the water,” is his reply.

“Who?” Damn this man. He’s good.

He scoffs. “Please, you’ve been scanning the area non stop since you’ve arrived. Baekhyun had to drag him out as soon as he got here. He was getting pretty worked up about something. I’m assuming it was the fact you weren’t here.”

“Weird,” is your convincing response. You push his arm, leading him to turn around so that you can attempt to save him from skin cancer.

“Weird, indeed.” Despite not being able to see you, his curious gaze can still be felt. “Makes me wonder what happened after you left the reception.”

“Not something I really want to talk about.” You wince, knowing you’ve slipped up and said too much. The simple sentence bares a lot to unpack, and Sehun loves other people’s dirty laundry.

But, in Sehun fashion, he doesn’t push. It’s one thing you love about him. Instead, he faces you and grabs the sunscreen, silently lotioning the rest of his body. When he’s done he reaches over to you, pulling at the black kimono you had meticulously put on over your swimsuit, to return the favor.

“Sehun!”

He yanks the thin fabric and it falls off your shoulders. You both freeze. He only lifts an eyebrow as his eyes rake down the expansion of your exposed skin littered in harsh dark bruises. His gaze lingers for an uncomfortably long time. You want to pull away, but find yourself paralyzed, a mouse caught in the stare of a hungry snake. 

“Stop staring.”

The voice is gruff. A wet hand pulls at your arm, ripping the kimono from Sehun’s frozen hand. You stumble backwards until you hit a chill wetness that makes you hiss as it soaks into your back. Sehun’s eyes are the only thing to move as they shift to the person protectively hovering behind you. His expression is cool, but you catch the way his eyes alight in amusement. Swallowing thickly, you work the courage to see who’s caught his attention….

Chanyeol stops glaring at Sehun long enough to spin you around so that you’re facing each other. With gentle fingers, he fixes your pullover, maneuvering it so that it’s covering your neck, hiding most of the damage. 

He clicks his tongue in dismay. “This won’t do.”

“I have a shirt,” you inform in a small voice. “It doesn’t have a collar though.”

“One second.” Chanyeol walks away, no longer blocking the radiant view of crashing teal waves, powdery sand, and miles of blue sky. White clouds speckle the troposphere, the negative image of your neck and chest. Off to your right, Sehun still stands, a glorious statue made of pale marble.

You can’t bring yourself to acknowledge his presence. 

Chanyeol returns. In his hands is the ugly Hawaiian shirt Jongdae was wearing.

You become aware of the rashguard covering his torso. The collar is high, covering the base of his neck where any hickeys can be hidden, although you can just barely see the start of one peeking out. You curse yourself for not thinking of buying one. 

“May I?” He gently asks. Is that not how he asked to strip you last night? The reminder takes your voice, as does the reserved look in his eyes. He’s testing the water, trying to see where you both stand at the moment. You nod, allowing him access to touch you, lost in his grim expression.

Gently, ever so gently, his fingers brush over your shoulders, sneaking under the thin garment. You battle a shiver as he lifts the back of his hands, knocking the fabric off with his knuckles. You roll back your shoulders, helping him make the cover cascade onto the sand below.

Chanyeol’s bright eyes wander over your flesh. He grunts in satisfaction at the sight of the marks he’s made, pride coloring his features. And you’re transfixed, gulping back saliva flooding your mouth like high tide. Your breathing grows erratic, fingers itching to touch him in return. Apparently that tension hasn’t fully gone away. Looks like you’ll be attracted to him for life.

You want to say something, want to voice an excuse to get your hands on him, but a sharp whistle cuts through the air before you can speak, breaking the spell Chanyeol has you falling under. You blink away your thirst, remembering where you are, of the audience you have.

“Looks like you got into some fun last night!” Jongdae, the culprit of the whistle, points out in a yell. 

You’re now hyper aware of all your friends. Baekhyun, who you’re just now noticing, sits in the shallow part of the water where the waves roughly push him, dressed identically to Chanyeol. He’s looking in your general direction, squinting against the sun to see what all the commotion is about. Seulgi stands beside Jongdae. She’s in the middle of applying sunscreen, one of her legs lifted like a flamingo. She doesn’t have to say anything for you to hear her ‘oh shit’, wobbling as she balances on that one leg. Sehun is still staring right next to you, but the whistle was able to jolt him back from stone. Then there is Jongin, who jogs back to where everyone is congregated to curiously see what is going on.

Being the only one moving, your head spins over to him, seeing how his mouth slacks and his eyes widen in shock.

“What happened?” He asks, concerned.

Embarrassed, you snatch the shirt out of Chanyeol’s grip, rushing to put it on so that everyone will stop staring at you like you just told them you murdered someone.

“Mind your business,” you snap. You regret it instantly when Jongin’s face falls like a kicked puppy. It can’t be helped, you have a tendency to lash out when embarrassed.

“Dae! The meat!””

Gratefully, a hard gust of wind blows in, lifting the aluminum foil with the cooking meat off the grill, falling onto the sand.

That distracts everyone from you. You thank a higher power.

Jongdae stares forlornly at the meat, watching sand coat it like seasoning. 

“What are you doing!” Baekhyun yelps, rushing to his feet. “Pick it up!”

That pulls Jongdae out of whatever trance he was in and he lurches forward, grabbing the hot foil and tossing it onto the end of the table. He hisses and shakes his hands, sticking a reddening thumb into his mouth.

Baekhyun rushes over to the table for quality control and his shoulders slump at the damage.

“This batch is no good.”

“Way to go, Jongdae,” Chanyeol chides. He then peeks over to you, surreptitiously checking your reaction.

“Shut it!” Jongdae snaps back.

Seeing a good opportunity to escape, you go to make your way over to Seulgi. Chanyeol is not having that, and you only get one step in before he’s snatching your wrist, holding you in place in front of him.

“Don’t go,” he begs under his breath.

You refuse to look up at him, knowing that whatever expression he currently wears will kill what little resolve you have. You know you need to discuss what happened the night before, and why he woke up alone this morning, but you hate confrontation and don't want to have this conversation right at this moment. To be honest, you just want to relax for a bit. Is that so wrong?

You remain silent, not really sure what to say to get him off your back for the time being.

“Just talk to me,” he urges. “You were gone when I woke up, and….”

He falls silent, and you can’t resist the temptation any longer. You break and lift your chin, sucking in a breath at what greets you. It’s that same tortured expression from yesterday. Nerves, apprehension, and defeat swim in his opaque orbs, purple his lips. And you know you can no longer prolong with conversation. He’s hurting. You’re hurting him, and it’s not fair to keep tormenting him like this.

“Did I do something wrong?” He asks dejectedly, intently searching you for the answer. 

You open your mouth to answer him. To tell him no, he did nothing wrong, but then Seulgi is calling your name and running up to you. She grabs the arm Chanyeol isn’t holding. “Let’s get in the water. It’s hot.”

She completely ignores Chanyeol as she heads for the shore, dragging you with her.

“I’m sorry,” is all you’re able to get out before you’re pulled completely from his gentle touch. He releases your wrist without a fight, letting you retreat glumly.

“I’m going to have to talk to him eventually,” you tell Seulgi, rolling your eyes. You hit the water and hiss from the shock of the freezing temperature.

“You two don’t get much talking done when you’re together,” she answers, breathless from the cold of the water.

Ignoring–and also maybe even embracing–the pain from the waves chilling your warm skin, you both run until you’re thigh deep and then dive right in, swimming deeper into the abyss. 

You float on your back and try to focus on the paradise you’re in, instead of the devastated look in Chanyeol’s eyes. To no avail.

There’s some crashing noises that pull you upright to see Baekhyun running in to join Seulgi and you.

When he’s close, he jumps onto Seulgi, pulling her under water. Not one to miss an opportunity, you hop onto his back. The three of you break the surface, sputtering for air.

You stay secured around Baekhyun as you all catch your breaths. 

“What the hell,” Seulgi coughs, splashing him in the face. He laughs, but chokes on the sea salt, and you squeal when you’re caught in her attack.

Letting go of Baekhyun, you swim back around so that Seulgi and you are turned towards the shore with him facing you both.

“Is he still sulking?” He asks.

You dare a glance over to where Chanyeol is, refusing to acknowledge how quickly you’re able to seek him out. He’s in the chair you had claimed, watching the water with a sullen pout as he rests his chin in his hand.

“Oh yeah,” Seulgi answers. “The clouds around him are turning gray, he’s in such a mood.”

“He wouldn’t be like that if you’d stop avoiding him, you know?”

“I’m not avoiding him,” you say. “We just spoke.”

Baekhyun snorts. “Yeah and I can tell you’re both on the same page. Nice talk.”

He throws you a sarcastic thumbs up, you stick your tongue out at him.

He grows solemn. “Please, say something to him. The poor man is beating himself up right now.”

You sink further into the water, dipping in until your mouth is submerged, and run a hand over the tiny waves bobbing you. 

Beside you, Seulgi sighs. “I may have ruined their talk.”

Baekhyun throws his head back and groans. “You’re killing me, Smalls.”

“How was I supposed to know?” She asks. “It looked like they were about to ditch us and fuck again. I’m just trying to help her not make another decision she’s going to instantly regret.”

“Whatever happens between them is their business, Seulgi,” Baekhyun says, sounding uncharacteristically reasonable. “You have to let them work through it their way.”

You wave your hand above your head like a needy sim. “I’m right here, you know?”

Seulgi pouts like a chastised child. “You’re right.”

Both Baekhyun and you spin your heads towards her in surprise.

“Did you just say I’m right?” Baekhyun asks. His shock quickly morphs into cockiness, if the grin splitting his face is any indicator.

She’s now the one to groan. “I will not be repeating myself.”

“I’ll cherish the moment for the rest of my life.” Baekhyun turns to you and his smile softens. “Talk to him soon. He’s getting annoying.”

“I will. I promise.” You assure. “Thank you, Hyunnie, for doing this. I know it isn’t easy for you either, being in the middle like this. I appreciate it.”

He shrugs. “You’re both my friends. I want to see you happy. I just hope you can work it out.”

Jongin and Jongdae come barrelling towards your group. As soon as you see your sweet friend, you can’t help but hold your arms out for him.

“Nini!” You cry. He laughs and falls into your embrace, tackling you back into the depths of the sea. When you both emerge, you apologize for yelling at him.

“You’re forgiven,” he says, never taking anything to heart. “But I was surprised. I didn’t expect to see all your bruises. It looks like you got beat up.”

You whine his name. “You’re making it worse.”

“Hey, they do say that weddings are the best place to pick up chicks,” Jongdae says. “Well, I guess dudes for you. Unless….”

He gives you a wicked smirk and you splash him.

“Anyway, good on you for getting some. You deserve it.”

“Thanks, Jongdae,” you say dryly, rolling your eyes. “Also, my bad on the shirt. I forgot I was wearing it before I got in here.”

He takes notice of his button down floating around you and gasps dramatically. “You better wash it before you give it back. It was expensive.”

You look at him skeptically. “This tourist shirt?”

“Do you really think it’s a good idea to have those two cook the meat?” Baekhyun asks, putting your incoming argument with Jongdae to a halt. All five of you turn to the last people still on dry land. The tall boys stand over the grill, Chanyeol with the tongs in his hand. His eyebrows are scrunched as he listens to Sehun adamantly speaking, nodding and answering occasionally. it’s a deep conversation you don’t want any part of.

Jongdae shrugs. “I need a break. It’s hot.”

You all play in the water for some time. Once hunger becomes too great to ignore, you swim back to the beach. Immediately, you crack open a cold beer, nearly moaning when it hits your belly. Now this is what you need. You’ve been sober far too long.

Jongdae wasn’t lying about the heat. Even under the canopy, you can’t escape the sun’s harsh rays. You succumb to the weather and peel off Jongdae’s now dry shirt, not caring anymore if the other’s see your marks, it’s already old news.

Slowly, you all make your way to the table. it’s out in the open and everyone is a bit hesitant to sit out there, but that’s where the food resides. Both Baekhyun and Chanyeol take off their shirts, overwhelmed by the temperature.

“Holy shit, Yeol,” you hear Jongdae say. “What happened to you?”

Everyone glances over to the tall man and your heart sinks at the sight of his exposed back. It’s hard to miss the rows of scratches you carved down his shoulder blades, red and angry.

At the mention of his name, Chanyeol turns around, revealing his neck, shoulders, and chest that look exactly like yours. Actually, his marks are deeper, darker. You were really letting him have it. In your defense, he did encourage you to do your worst, so it is hard for you to find any sympathy to send to the giant.

A loaded silence fills the area as he locks eyes with you. You sigh. That’s enough of an answer for everyone.

Giving up, you chug your beer empty as the extra heat of everyone’s attention bounces back and forth between you both, connecting the purple and blue dots.

“No way….” Jongin’s fingers trace the trail of his eyes. “Did you two…?”

You close your eyes in dismay. You’re going to hear it now.

“Wait a damn minute!” Jongdae’s loud ass voice echoes over the speaker. “You mean to tell me Chanyeol was the one who left those hickeys on you!?”

He gives you an impressed grin. “You naughty girl.”

You simply sink lower into your chair.

“Are you guys together now?” Jongin asks, bouncing on his toes in giddy excitement.

“I mean….” Chanyeol searches you out in hopes you’ll answer that question for him as well.

The attention has you awkwardly laughing, readjusting yourself so that you’re sitting properly again. 

“Please, you guys,” you say, laughter coating every consonant. “It’s nothing.”

Chanyeol’s head tilts at that, eyes fluttering in confusion. “What do you mean ‘nothing’?”

Your heart sinks as you realize you’ve made matters much worse. Chanyeol’s getting worked up now, and the last thing you want is to fight in front of everybody.

“I just mean it’s not a big deal.”

If your first sentence was you putting your foot in your mouth, this one is the whole damn leg.

“Not a big deal?” He repeats skeptically. He turns so that he’s properly looking at you, making sure he’s understanding correctly. “You think us having sex is ‘not a big deal’?”

“Okay,” Jongdae drawls. “Not together then.”

“That’s not what I meant,” you begin to explain, really wishing this conversation wasn’t happening like this. “It was a big deal to me, okay? But they shouldn’t expect more because of it.”

“Like us getting back together?” He continues to question in a monotonous tone. “You’re saying that they shouldn’t get their hopes up about us getting back together just because we had sex.”

“Exactly!” You clap, glad he understands.

“So that wasn’t us getting back together?”

His disappointment is hard to disguise, and it makes you feel bad. Again you’re reminded that if you’d just talked before this wouldn’t be happening. You sigh and prepare yourself to explain where you’re coming from.

“Chanyeol–”

“Meat’s getting cold,” Sehun interrupts, ending the real conversation before it can start. You’re grateful for it, still not mentally prepared to break Chanyeol’s heart any further, although it seems you may be past that point. Chanyeol’s jaw is tense, honestly everything about him is tense as he nods his head like he finally understands something before stomping over to the table, sitting at the end furthest from the canopy. He grabs a beer, cracking it open and guzzling it down rather aggressively. 

Everyone else reluctantly takes Chanyeol’s lead. When Baekhyun passes you, he grimaces, politely letting you know that you messed up. Sehun is the last to walk past. He stops and reaches a hand out for you to grab. You sigh before taking it, allowing him to pull you up.

“The last thing I want right now is a lecture,” you tell him.

“I’m just checking on you,” he assures. “You good?”

You stare at him. ‘Do I look like I’m good’ written all over your face and he grins, gaining the reaction he wanted. It’s gone as quick as it comes, an air of seriousness taking over.

“I thought we talked about this.” He starts. 

You point a finger at him. “Lecture.”

He purses his lips and lets his attention wander to the table. Everyone is trying their best to lighten the mood. You look also and are surprised to see Seulgi attempt to make small talk with Chanyeol, although he doesn’t appear that interested in the conversation.

“Okay, no lecture, but let me say one thing.” You groan. “Don’t leave this island with unfinished business. That’s only going to hurt you both more.”

You’re still taking in the table as he speaks, and Chanyeol must feel it because he’s looking back at you. He holds your stare for a few seconds, then catches himself and breaks the contact. It’s selfish, but you’re comforted by the familiar longing still lingering there.

You nod at Sehun’s words, turning back to him. “Yeah. Got it.”

He doesn’t believe you and his expression says as much.

“Hey! Hurry up and grab a plate!” Jongin orders you both. 

Sehun pats your arm and heads over to the table, you follow a few steps behind. The food is delicious and the alcohol starts flowing. Soon the sun starts its slow descent, and with full bellies, you all relax more. At this moment, you can’t help but to miss Junmyeon. He’s always the one taking pictures, annoying everyone by forcing you all to pose for what feels like hundreds of photos. Sehun, his successor, makes sure to take as many candids and selfies as he can. You find it easy to smile whenever the camera is focused on you, even when Chanyeol is also in the frame.

Speaking of Chanyeol, the beer, good food, and friendship seems to be working in lifting his spirits. His loud voice carries throughout the beach, and you catch his boisterous laugh from time to time. You’re relieved to know that you haven’t completely ruined this trip for him. 

By this point, the sky is a lovely pink and orange, and you’re a bit tipsy. You close your eyes and sway to the beat of whatever song is playing, snapping along. Someone holds your hand, causing your eyes to spring open to see Jongin gently urging you out of your seat. You allow him to drag you into a clear patch of sand near the waves. You start dancing with him, connected hands swinging between you both as you reluctantly laugh. Jongin is your designated dance partner. He’s one of the better dancers of your group, and you’re shy. He got into the habit of getting you out onto the dancefloor to loosen you up in college. Now is no different. You both roll your bodies and sway your hips to the beat, encouraging each other. The longer you dance, the closer you get, until your forehead rests on his collarbone, arms wrap around each other’s waists, and Jongin’s cheek presses atop your head.

“Are you okay?” He softly asks.

His question causes your vision to blur. You stare unseeingly into the now gray sea, waves crashing urgently and tighten your hold around his torso.

“I don’t think so,” you confess. 

“I don’t understand,” he says, sounding both confused and frustrated. “You both love each other, right? Why fight?”

“It’s not that simple, Nini. I wish it was, but….” You shake your head, not really knowing how to finish the sentence.

“Is it because of her?” He presses.

You close your eyes at the reminder of Yerim, another person your actions will hurt, and she’s yet to find out of your betrayal.

“Partially,” you admit.

Jongin rubs your back. “It'll work out. As long as you know what you want.”

You wipe your face and pull back to smile up at him, clipping his chin affectionately.

“Now that we’ve had that talk,” you say. “Let’s dance! We’re on vacation! I need to feel like it!”

He chuckles and spins you around so that your back is pressed against his torso.

“Turn the music up!” He orders. Whoever is in charge of the tunes obliges and you’re pleased when a song you can grind to comes on. You throw your arms up into the air and instantly lose yourself to the music, dancing back on Jongin who matches your moves easily.

Not really paying attention to your surroundings, you fail to notice someone joining your little party, but they make themselves known by gripping your arms, ripping you out of Jongin’s hold.

“What the–”

For the second time today, Chanyeol has pulled you away from someone. His hands are wrapped so tightly around your forearms, you wince from the pain. He doesn’t catch your discomfort, too busy giving Jongin the fiercest stare you’ve ever seen.

“Get the fuck off of her!” He snarls, dragging you even closer to him so that your face is pressed against his naked heaving chest.

You lean back and attempt to stare him down, but all you see is his sharp jaw.

“We’re just dancing,” you explain defensively.

That makes him look down at you, and you nearly gulp from the fury reflecting in his black orbs.

“That’s not how you ‘just dance’ with someone!”

That’s when you notice the way his words slightly blend together, notice how unsteady he is on his feet.

“You’re drunk,” you point out disappointedly. Remembering how good that did you both the last time he was under the influence.

He chuckles darkly at that. “So are you.”

Ugh, you aren’t anywhere near as faded as he currently is. You attempt to free yourself from him, but he’s holding onto you too tightly to break. There is no escape.

“Chanyeol, Bro, I swear that’s all we were doing,” Jongin calmly reassures.

“Don’t call me ‘bro’,” Chanyeol hisses. “You’ve always been like this, Jongin. You were always touching her! Don’t think I never noticed.”

“She’s my friend,” he says slowly, carefully, as if he’s speaking to a child.

“And she was my fiance!” Chanyeol all but roars. “But that never stopped you!”

You glance around. His outburst draws everyone’s attention and they watch the three of you curiously. Baekhyun and Sehun start to get up from their seats, probably intending to de-escalate the situation, but you don’t want to get anybody else involved. This is between Chanyeol and you. What is happening now is the consequence of you stalling the ‘what are we’ conversation you should’ve had the night before.

“Leave him alone, Yeol,” you mutter. “He’s not the one you’re mad at. It’s me.”

He doesn’t even spare you a glance, too focused on the man behind you. “Why won’t he answer me then? I’m right, aren’t I?”

“I promise I–”

Before Jongin can finish defending himself, you cut him off by putting your hands on Chanyeol’s chest, throwing your weight to shove him. In any other circumstance, he wouldn’t have budged, but his inebriation works in your favor, making him stumble a few steps. Unfortunately, he takes you with him, and you fall forward. He lets go of your arms to catch you by the waist, steadying you both.

“You okay?” He asks with worry.

“Yeah,” you huff. You pat his shoulder. “Why don’t we go for a walk?”

There’s a boardwalk a few meters away that looks deserted, that is probably the best place to have this discussion. Not waiting for an answer, you easily break his hold and start walking towards it. Chanyeol says something to Jongin you can’t catch over the sound of the sea, but it sounds smug enough that you sigh deeply in dismay. You’ll apologize to Jongin tomorrow, you promise to yourself.

When you pass the table, you lock eyes with both Baekhyun and Sehun.

“It’s okay,” you assure them, not even sure if you believe it. It’s enough for them, they stand down and nod, trusting you.

The journey is silent. The sun has disappeared completely by the time you’re on the worn wood, enveloping you in an almost foreboding darkness. The crashing of waves are intense beneath you, doing nothing to soothe your nerves. When you reach the end of the walk, you turn around to the man you know was following you the whole time.

He’s on you before you can even speak. His mouth moves roughly against yours, urgent and desperate. His frustration is felt, as is his still present affection. You fall easily into his kiss, giving into him as naturally as you always have. Your hands curl around his neck, pulling him closer. He cups your face, the palms of his hands squishing your cheeks, puckering your lips more for him to devour. He walks you backwards, until your bare back hits the splintered wood of the banister. it digs into your skin, making you whimper, but it’s not enough pain to distract you from the punishing pressure of Chanyeol’s lips.

The groan he lets out in response is tortured, long fingers desperately begin pulling at the band of your swimsuit bottoms, eager to feel all of you again. 

In sync, your mouths fall open, tongues colliding and lewdly twirling together. God. Fuck. You want him. You want him so bad it’s driving you crazy. You’re going to fuck him again. You’re going to fuck him right here on this damn boardwalk, space be damned–

But, that’s exactly the problem, isn’t it?

“Stop,” you gasp between kisses.

He hums before tilting his head to kiss you even deeper. Those wandering hands of his slide down to squeeze your ass. You shutter and press yourself more against him, slipping your arms fully around his neck to drag him lower so that he’s curved over you. A sheen of sweat the only thing between your boiling bodies.

Still, you can’t bring yourself to fall back completely into the make out session. Disappointment floods you. Seulgi is right, the two of you can’t be alone for even a second without falling into this toxic habit.

Now annoyed with how weak you are, you finally muster the strength to shove Chanyeol back, officially breaking the kiss.

With much needed space between you, you feel the fog of lust begin to clear and can think better. Chanyeol doesn’t say anything or make a move to resume what you interrupted. No. He just stands there, watching you with an expression you find hard to read as you both attempt to catch your heaving breaths. 

“What?” He finally asks, voice hoarse and deeper than hell. “You don’t want me anymore, Mel?”

There’s no sorrow, none of the longing or anger he’s shown throughout the day, which is surprising. It’s almost as if he knew this was how the night was going to go. Like he knew you were going to push him away.

“That….” You swallow thickly. “That’s not it.”

“Then what’s the problem?” He asks, taking a step towards you. You try to counter it, but that leads to more wood stabbing you. You’re sure some break the skin. He takes another step and now he’s directly in front of you, a mere breath away. He lowers his head to be more level with yours, giving you a close up view of his wound up fury.

“The problem,” you nearly stutter, overwhelmed by the hostility now coming off of him in waves. He’s never directed his anger towards you–the situation maybe, but never you–it’s intimidating and scary. You lick your dry lips, trying to find your voice, and he watches detachedly. “My problem is the opposite, Chanyeol. I still very much do.”

“That doesn’t seem like a problem to me.”

“Look at us!” You say. “We can’t be alone for five seconds without being all over each other! Last night was not supposed to happen the way it did! We weren’t supposed to sleep together!”

“But we did,” he snarls through clenched teeth. “And that means something, whether you want it to or not!”

“All that it means to me is we need space. This is too much for me, Yeol. We need time apart to figure out what the hell we actually want.”

“What is too much for you?” He asks, sounding exasperated. “The way I feel about you? The way you still feel about me? What is there to figure out? We still want each other, nothing else matters!”

“We still want each other physically!” You clarify. “I can agree with that, but the longer we’re together, the more I think that’s all we want!” 

“Of course not!” He finally yells. You flinch from the volume and that makes him catch himself. He huffs out a breath before repeating in a much gentler tone, “of course not.”  

He grabs one of your hands, thumb caressing your knuckles. “You are way more than that. You always have been. This is more than physical to me.”

Everything inside of you is screaming to believe him, and he himself is asking for that. For you to have faith in this, and to give it a chance. 

“Then why didn’t you say it back?” 

He doesn’t answer. Instead, he stares at the forming tears in your eyes and the slight wobble of your lips in confusion. He searches for the context to your question. It takes a minute, but then his eyes widen in realization and his mouth falls open, a slight ‘oh’ leaving before he’s snapping it back shut. The look he gives you after that is something akin to pity.

And there is your answer. You pull your hand out of his grasp, using it to wipe away the tears that slipped past your waterline. “Whatever. It doesn’t matter.”

He scrambles in alarm from your withdrawal. “Can you please stop saying shit like that?”

“Why?” You snap. Your irritation grows with every second he doesn’t give you the answer you desire. “It doesn’t. I didn’t mean it anyways. It just slipped out, so…yeah.”

You fidget nervously and try to make out the waves crashing against the wood underneath you. You’re so focused on that, you miss the way Chanyeol recoils in shock. You also miss the reigniting flames of his dimming anger.

“So when you told me you loved me, you didn’t mean it. Yet, you’re mad at me for not saying it?”

Him saying it out loud makes you cringe in embarrassment. As if he hasn’t done enough, you sense mockery in his tone. When you meet his eye again, the anger is still there, but it’s mostly frustration you notice.

“I’m not mad that you didn’t say it,” you deny.

“Yes you are!” He lets out a humorless laugh. Yeah, he’s definitely frustrated. “Is that what all this is about? Why you left this morning? Look, I’m sorry! It wasn’t because I didn’t feel the same, I was just…preoccupied.”

“Preoccupied with what?” You ask in disbelief.

He gives you a steady look, eyebrows raised in a way to say, ‘you know what’. It takes a minute for you to decipher what he’s alluding to, but then you remember what happened right after your little confession and groan his name, appalled.

“See?” He’s grinning like a madman now, pulling at your arms in an attempt to catch your attention. “That’s all I ever wanted to hear. And once I did, I couldn’t control myself anymore. You telling me you love me made me cum.”

“Be serious right now,” you say, frowning in disgust.

“Oh, I’m very serious right now,” he says, that gleefully large grin still on his face.

You throw him a skeptical look. “You’re smiling and talking about cum. You think this is a joke.”

That makes his smile slowly disappear. He says your name. “I don’t think this is funny. I’m telling you the truth. You want me to prove it to you? Hm? I’ll say it right now. I lo–”

“I don’t want to hear it now!” You interrupt in a shout. “If you had said it then, things might’ve been different, but you didn’t. I don’t care why you didn’t either. That was all the confirmation I needed. We have no idea what we want from this.”

“Here we go again,” he groans, walking a bit away from you.

You jut your jaw at that. “I’m going to repeat myself until you get it through that thick skull. Whatever happened, happened. It’s done. We’re done.”

Chanyeol’s frustration is back with a vengeance. His fingers run through his dark hair, yanking at the strands as he starts pacing in front of you. “How can you say that when you had your tongue down my throat minutes ago? You let me cum inside you! You told me you loved me! And that’s it? There’s mixed signals and then there’s whatever the fuck you’re doing right now.”

“There you go talking about cum again,” you mutter to yourself. Louder, “I’m being realistic! It’s only been three days. Three! And, what? We’re just supposed to pick up right where we left off? Act like the past few years never happened? That’s not how this works, and I doubt that’s healthy. We need more time.”

“I already told you that I’ll always love you, and I meant that. I know you’re scared, Mel. Hell, I’m scared too. You’re right, things are moving fast, but that’s because we still care for each other. I know you still love me. You wouldn’t have said it if you didn’t. This wouldn’t be us pretending we never broke up. This can be us realizing that we’re better together. That we’re even stronger now that we’ve had time to figure out who we are apart. Isn’t that what you wanted?”

“It was,” you’re quick to emphasize the past tense. “But I’ve changed a lot since the last time you saw me, Yeol, so stop acting like you know me.”

Something you say catches his attention, and he narrows his eyes suspiciously. “You haven’t changed much.” He says your name. “I still know you, probably better than anybody else here. Just like you still know me.” 

He’s stilled from pacing, and it’s a bit ominous after watching him frantically walk for the past couple minutes. He runs a hand over his face tiredly and lets out a heavy sigh. “So, that’s really what this is about.”

You raise an eyebrow questioningly and he laughs, shaking his head.

“I was hoping it wasn’t, but what you just said…. It all makes sense now.” He’s muttering under his breath, talking to himself.

“What are you going on about?” You ask.

“This morning, when I woke up and you weren’t there, I knew. I didn’t want to believe it, that you would do something like that, but I knew what happened the moment I realized you had left me.”

Your body begins to shake, and it isn’t from the cold. Foreboding chills your spine, causing goosebumps to rise, sharpening once he locks eyes with you, the accusations hard to miss.

“You still hate me.”

His hands curl into tight fists at his sides, trembling–as are his shoulders, his voice. He closes his eyes, taking deep calming breaths you doubt help him much. 

“And now you’re telling me you didn’t mean it when you said you loved me. That you changed since the ‘last time I saw you’. Was that your plan all along? To seduce me? Make me think you still gave a shit so that I’d let you fuck me and then leave? Was last night revenge sex?”

“No,” you gasp, genuinely shocked by his conclusion. “I already told you, it was a lapse of judgment–”

“I’m not playing this fucking game with you!” He shouts. His voice breaks, just like his heart currently does. “You don’t get to hurt me again. You can’t play with my feelings everytime I allow myself to be open with you. Maybe you’re right, Mel. Maybe I don’t know you anymore, because I never thought you could do something this fucking cruel.”

“Me? Cruel?” Your anger flares up. “What the fuck about you? You come here, bring some other girl you care nothing for, and then pretend like we never knew each other! Then proceeded to ignore her the whole time to flirt with me any chance you got!”

“We’re not talking about this trip!” Chanyeol dismisses. “I should have never brought her, I know that now, but that’s not what this is about. This is about the time before that, when you gave me back the engagement ring!”

Sehun mentioned the night before the wedding that you have a baseless grudge against Chanyeol, one that twisted the love you have for him, crossing that thin line over to hate. He was positive you made something up, a ‘lie’ he called it, to keep Chanyeol at arm’s length from your heart in order to protect it. The truth is that Sehun grew cocky. He believed so deeply that you couldn’t keep anything from him, that it was impossible to with the way he can so easily read you, that he never suspected when you did. It was only one thing. One thing you decided to keep to yourself, refusing to confide in even Sehun. The reason? To protect the man in front of you, the same way he protected you.

The last thing you want is to bring it up, but technically, Chanyeol is doing it first.

“Gave it back?” You’re in total disbelief. “You took it back the morning after you slept with me and then completely ghosted like I was some one night stand!”

“That’s what you wanted!” 

“When?” You ask, baffled. “When I invited you over? Or was it in the middle of us having sex?”

He runs a hand roughly through his hair. “Okay, but why did you invite me over?”

“Because I–”

He doesn’t let you finish, his own anger from that day getting the best of him. “Because you wanted to give me the ring back!”

His voice has risen, and it silences you completely. 

“Fuck!” He’s saying your name again, but there isn’t an ounce of affection. “You wanted to return the ring. It was the one thing–the only thing that gave me hope. I told you to keep it, because I knew as long as you still had it, there was still a future for us. But then you called me. It hadn’t even been a year since our separation–because that’s what we were, separated not broken up–and the first time I hear from you it’s to tell me you want to give me back your fucking ring!”

Your head is spinning, attempting to comprehend everything he just admitted, filling in blanks you have been trying to figure out for years now. You hate to admit it, but some things are starting to make sense. 

“So, which was it then?” You question rather calmly. “You were still hurt from when I broke things off, so when I reached out you saw your chance to return the favor? Or was it because you thought that’s why I asked you to come over, so you got upset, slept with me, and left as a big fuck you?”

“Neither,” he reveals, evident disgust from your thought process. “Sleeping with you that night just happened. I didn’t do it with the intention to hurt you.”

“Sounds familiar,” you point out. He pinches the bridge of his nose. It feels like you’re going nowhere. Like you’re speaking in circles. “But okay, fine, say I believe that you didn’t do it to hurt me. Why did you leave?”

“Because I didn’t want what happened that night to become our normal,” he admits. “You knew how I felt about you, and I didn’t want you to take advantage of that–of me. Come on, Mel, you’ve always known the power you have over me. If you had told me that night that all you wanted from me was sex, I’d given that to you. Hell, if you told me right now that’s all you want, I’d give it to you. I’d give you anything. You’re my Melody.” He takes a deep shaky breath. “But I knew that if I reduced myself to that just to keep you, it would destroy me. I didn’t want to lose myself like that. And I don’t ever want to hate you. That’s why I ultimately left. Took the ring–like you told me to–and ran before you could change my mind. That was me setting a boundary for myself. I had to let you go before I allowed you to use and break me.”

Your heart sinks at his explanation. “Do you really think I’d treat you like that?”

“Do you really think I’d make love to you and not mean it?” He counters.

Again, you’re back at square one. Blinking at one another, trying to figure out where you stand in each other’s hearts. With the newfound knowledge of Chanyeol’s thoughts on that infamous day, you look internally. To be honest, his words don’t sway you much. The hurt from that day is still painful. You vividly remember the way your heart shattered when he was nowhere to be found. To add salt to the wound, he had blocked you on everything, so that you had no way to contact him afterwards. Yes, you really did believe he was capable of doing that.

“No matter what your intention was that day,” you start. “The result is still the same.”

Once Chanyeol hears this, you watch him build up a wall, closing you off from him for the first time. Until right now, you believed he wasn’t capable of doing that to you. That it couldn’t be helped or that he felt comfortable enough to let his guard down in your presence. But watching all the vulnerability, all the honesty, all the affection he had for you vanish before your eyes, you realize you have been giving yourself too much credit.

“I guess that makes us even now, right?” He asks bitterly. 

You turn away, partially out of guilt, but also because you can’t stomach the haunted shadow dulling him. He’s right, in a sick way. You both ran away, hurting the other despite the reasoning behind it.

“So, that’s it then?” He asks when you fail to say anything.

“Chanyeol….” You turn back to him and instantly are bombarded with regret. You can so easily fix this. If you really want to, you can tell him that you forgive him for that night, that you truly never meant to hurt him and that the night before meant everything to you. You can walk off this boardwalk hand in hand, laughing with giddiness from falling back in love with your soulmate. Rejoining your friends who would be nothing but ecstatic and supportive of you working through your issues and returning to one another. You can do that. It will only take one simple sentence. 

But you don’t forgive him, and you haven’t really resolved anything. Your new relationship would be built on the foundation of ignorance, avoidance, and lust. You didn’t want that, not if it is the cost of having him back at this moment. You both have some healing to do before jumping into this again, and this conversation proved that. You aren’t ready.

“I–yeah. I think it would be for the best if we end things here.”

“Yeah,” he agrees in defeat. He sniffs and scratches the back of his head. “You’re probably right. There’s not much else I can say to make you stay.”

He takes you in one more time. In his reluctance, it’s as if he’s giving you a chance to change your answer, but you both know you won’t. Guess he does still know you well. He clears his throat and without saying goodbye, walks away. 

He’s about to clear the walk when you’re yelling at him to wait.

He does. He faces you and watches with wide eyes as you run hastily over to him. You stop at a safe distance, close enough to see him under the dim moonlight, but far enough away that you can’t feel the distracting heat of his body. 

He observes you warily, probably wondering how you’re going to break his heart this time. It’s that bit of doubt that made you run. There’s one last thing he needs to know, the one thing he needs to take away from this conversation, if nothing else.

“I don’t hate you.”

It’s the last thing he expected, and his reaction reflects that. His eyes grow glossy and he does his best to blink the unshed tears back, while also fighting the frown weighing the corners of his lips, causing them to tremble. Wordlessly, he reaches out to you, cupping the back of your head, and you let him. You allow him to touch you, to bring you close to him, relishing in his heat against the chilling bite of the ocean’s breeze. He pulls you in and presses a tender lingering kiss onto your forehead.

“Thank you,” he whispers against your skin.

And then he’s gone, taking all the warmth with him.

And you watch, as his fire dims and he blends with the gray of your surroundings before disappearing out of sight.

You pray to god that’s not a metaphor.

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[rhoorl]

Week in Review | Oct. 22

Hi! Did you hear Pedro was on SNL?! I woke up, checked my phone, and it was the first thing I saw. What a freaking way to start the day. I WILL be watching the episode later today (so thankful I recorded it because I love SNL) and fair warning I WILL be obnoxious about it 😆

Well, now that I have that out of the way ... what a week. I have to start off by saying thank you. I was a bit down earlier in the week thanks to an interaction at work (more on that later), but thanks to Mr. and Baby Rhoorl, my dog, and my friends both in and outside of my phone my week turned around. Going through posts for this week in review helped me remember how much fun I had on here this week. So thank you. 

Fics I read this week:

Frankie Morales

I Only Have Eyes for You by @tieronecrush - Frankie needs glasses and is nervous to pick them out. This was seriously so cute!

Throttled Control by @wildemaven - Competency kink on overdrive in this one. 

Catfish and Shadow by @musings-of-a-rose - I was so honored to get to beta read this one. I felt so many emotions while reading it so I don’t want to spoil it.

Javier Peña

@javierpena-inatacvest gave two little extras from the It’s Never Too Late universe. Take Me Home is a funny look into Javi picking up a drunk Osita from the bar. I’m going to give a gray sweatpants trigger warning for Movie Night because wow 🫠

Marcus Pike

I Work From Nine to Five, Hey, Hell I Pay the Price by @thetriumphantpanda - I really identified with this reader just based on some personal stuff from this week, so I loved seeing how sweet Marcus was. And I am also now picturing him dressed as Indiana Jones so… there’s that too.

Milk and Cookies by @undercoverpena - I am fully entrenched in the Pike Puddle and fics like this are a big reason why. Jo makes Marcus both so sweet and vulnerable and also sexy. The man is adorable and I can’t get enough.

Dieter Bravo

I submitted a prompt to @secretelephanttattoo for “pilfering through a Goodwill with Dieter” and El turned in Goodwill Hunting. I loved this so much and it’s not just because it had Dieter in sweatpant shorts….

Mr. Ben

@ladamedusoif dropped a little one-shot from the Visiting universe - An Inspecteur Calls. I love Ben and Lyd and the visual of him dressed like a detective a la Tim Rockford - gun holsters and all. Phew! 

Benny Miller

Benny's Beach Yoga by @linzels-blog - This off-shoot from the Delta Palms universe had me cackling. So funny and I want to be best friends with Betty and Edna. Oh, and of course there’s Benny being hot sooo…

Other characters

Good Things Take Time by @oonajaeadira - I have heard so much about this series and I am finally dipping my toes in. I’ve only read a couple sessions so far and I am HOOKED!

October Prompts

I am loving every single one of the entries @trulybetty has put out in the Autumnal Offerings series. This week I got Sequins Joel, a hippo-loving Dieter and so much more!

Current Compulsory Series:

These are series I am keeping up with at the moment, although I am behind on a couple!

The Pilot and His Girl (Frankie) by @avastrasposts

Delta Palms Tropical Resort (Frankie) by @linzels-blog  

I Like the Way You (Frankie) by @undercoverpena

Destiny & Deliverance (Dieter) by @mysterious-moonstruck-musings

Paranoid Heat (Javi P) by @goodwithcheese

It’s Never Too Late (Javi P) by @javierpena-inatacvest

Visiting (Mr. Ben) by @ladamedusoif

Posts from the week:

As I mentioned earlier, going through the last week of posts made me realize how much fun I’ve been having on here. Here are some of the highlights:

I look forward to Self Care with Dieter and Jett (@morallyinept) each week. The posts always make me laugh but also think and reflect. Some of the topics from this week’s post really hit home.

Do I think about Triple Frontier a lot? Yes. Do I have various headcanons about the guys? Also yes. Thankfully there seems to be some others who like to talk about that too. @laurfilijames asked me about the sleeping habits of the boys while @itspdameronthings asked about the domestic side of the boys. Both of these are topics I’m looking forward to exploring more because I have thoughts!

My inbox is always open…even if it means having to answer an impossible question. Thank you @legendary-pink-dot. (No, seriously, thank you for an opportunity to plaster gifs of The Hollywood Roundtable interview).

Also, thanks to @sin-djarin for letting us see our favorite pilot’s business card.

Feral corner:

So many thots from this week - from a Frankie-coded photo of P, to seeing how similarly Silva and Young Joel sleep, to once again having gifs from the Flaunt shoot grace my dash. Also P’s slutty little knee.

But honestly, nothing made me more feral this week than the WIP snippet @for-a-longlongtime gave us for a Tim Rockford x Javier Pena x reader fic. I am so ready for this.

Things I watched:

Honestly, not much this week. I caught up on some of my reality shows. I didn’t go to the movies (shocking, I know!). I still want to see A Haunting in Venice and I also need to get some Halloween movies into the lineup - the fact that I haven’t watched Hocus Pocus yet is honestly a travesty that I am going to remedy real soon. 

Personal Stuff

So, earlier this week I decided to do a vent post, just to get some thoughts down. I had every intention of deleting it within a few hours, until I started to receive the nicest messages. I tend to be a lot more reserved in my life outside of here and don’t really share my thoughts or feelings. But, I’ve taken my time here to go outside of my comfort zone and be a bit more vulnerable. Heck, putting my writing out there was a big step m. I feel lucky to have been able to meet and interact with some great people here. I really do mean that from the bottom of my heart.

Fic updates:

Got new chapters out for both Working Title and Delta Landscaping this week. I say this all of the time and hope I don’t sound like a broken record or disingenuous, but it truly makes my day whenever anyone interacts with my stories. I love talking about these characters and these worlds. 

Thanks for making it this far! My inbox is always open so drop by and say hi! 🙂

Working Title (Dieter, series, ongoing) | AO3 

Delta Landscaping (Triple Frontier, series, ongoing) | AO3

Turbulence (Frankie, one-shot) | AO3

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[shinycupcakebaker]

Hey, Mel! I don’t know what was going on with tumblr yesterday, but every time I tried to find your blog, it said it didn’t exist. 🙄 Stupid tumblr. 😒 Anyway, here is a list of my favorite Top Gun writers on here:

@discount-shades - She has two canon Jake series that are awesome and she just started a Jake Western AU (they’re all outlaws) that’s amazing so far.

@teacupsandtopgun - She has a phenomenal Jake x OC (Felicity March) that is sweet and spicy! She also has some gut-wrenching stories for Fanboy and Bob.

@topgun-imagines - She writes for both movies and her current Jake series is so heartbreakingly good!

@sometimesanalice - She mostly writes for Bradley and her Like I Can series is enough to make you swoon.

@desert-fern - She’s in the middle of a Jake series featuring a team of Navy Seals that enlist the Daggers’ help to take out a corrupt foreign power in the Middle East. Her Reader, Bear, is the commander of the Seal Team and she gives Jake sooo much shit! She also wrote a really sweet Fanboy oneshot about the Reader being completely overwhelmed with work and life and how amazingly sweet Mickey is about it. (It’s not quite a “sick” fic, but it is comforting)

@mayhemmanaged - She has two new series (both AUs) with Jake. One is being cowritten with @cassiemitchell about a group of vigilante women helping to protect abused women and all them are married to the men on the task force who are trying to catch them! May’s other story is about a dystopian society where Jake’s family are basically American royalty and he falls in love with a woman who isn’t “noble.”

@roosterforme - She has soooo many Bradley series. She also has some oneshots of Bradley, Jake, and Bob that are really good.

@tongue-like-a-razor - She is in the middle of two Jake series that I love. Less Talk and Brother’s Best Friend (Bradley’s little sister is the Reader in that one) they’re both slow burns which I love!

@startrekfangirl2233-writes - She’s in the middle of a kiss prompt challenge and has about a dozen one shots with the guys from both movies and different types of kisses. She also wrote a Bob oneshot that absolutely broke my heart!

@ohgodnotagainn - She’s in the middle of a coffee shop AU with Bob and the Daggers and it’s just so sweet and fluffy!

@beyondthesefourwalls - She’s writing a Bradley series about an ex-girlfriend that comes back into his life, but she’s got this creepy coworker that’s stalking her and making her life a living hell. It’s so good so far, and we’re only on Part 5!

@wkndwlff - She has some Bradley oneshots that are really good! The Sunday Scaries isn’t a “sick” fic, but Bradley is super comforting in that one.

@sylviebell - She just started a Bradley x Natasha series that seems like it’s going to be amazing! It’s a fake-dating, friends to lovers fic and those are some of my favorite fics!

@say-al0e - I’ve only read one of her fics, Home Run, but it’s a friends to lovers with Bradley that just blew me away.

@sweetwhispersofchaos - She writes Bob x Phoenix and I’ve only read one of her stories, Tomorrow, but it was so good I can’t wait to binge the rest of her masterlist.

I hope you find enjoy a few of the fics from these awesome ladies! BTW, I’ve got the sequel to That Part written and queued up for Tuesday. (I might have already told you that, but I can’t remember.) It’s a bit spicy, so be warned! 😏😏🔥🔥 It’s very music-centered and I’ve created a couple playlists that I’m going to post this weekend if you want to listen and set the mood for the story. ❤️

Becca!!! Oh my goodness!!! You are amazing beyond words!! I will check out all of these masterlists. I think I have browsed a few of them but I will dive deep into them all. I did find a sweet Bob x sick reader fic. Reader woke up with strep on their birthday. I had to giggle, only b/c my birthday is next week (27th) and if I wake up sick(er), I will not be happy. But, I’m feeling better. Everything seems to have moved from my head into my chest. I’d rather deal with a cough and not sore teeth and sinuses. Lol

I cannot wait to read part 2 of That Part!! Bring on the spice!! You’re awesome!! ❤️❤️🥰🥰

[juminies]

there's no way they changed any of the translations right? i specifically remember a very iconic jumin phone call where he says "you can ask for much more"

They might have! I've seen some speculation that some things were changed around when Cheritz did the big interface update a few years back because apparently quite a few people remember the same details differently to how they currently happen. It is just speculation though, as far as I'm aware.

To elaborate on my tags from earlier, I was specifically talking about this part of the "Are you playing with me?" call on day 8.

Here are these lines in Korean ->

Disclaimer I am by no means fluent in Korean, but I'd say my basic reading comprehension is decent. Sooo if I were to translate this I'd probably do it like this

You can be a little more greedy. No, far more greedy.

You can ask me for so much more. I'm prepared to do anything.

Though I do like the translation "I'm ready to do whatever it takes to satisfy you." That's a good line 👀

It is definitely possible that he says something very similar to "you can ask for much more" elsewhere in the translation (it's on brand for him to repeat that idea after all), but I'm not 100% sure! Super random line for them to change if they did change it.

#mystic messenger #jumin han #if there's some sort of context to the baby thing I'm missing someone feel free to tell me by the way #it's such a random liberty for the translators to take if it doesn't have some sort of meaning I'm not aware of hahaha #when I was listening to the call while playing I had to do a double take because I was like 'that is NOT what he said' #maybe they just didn't want to repeat 'more' too much

[wikiangela]

Weekend WIP Game

tagged by @jesuisici33 <3

Rules: List your WIPs below (if you only write one fic at a time, feel free to include future WIPs/ideas!) then answer the following questions. Then, tag as many people as you have WIPs (or more)

1. WIP List:

alive shannon

sick eddie

buddie coffee shop

new buddie chris' school

roommates

bi eddie

buddie death cast fic

cheating fic

untitled natalia fic

buddie 2x01

5+1 nicknames

coffee buddie

2. Which of your WIPs is currently the longest?

alive shannon with 20k words so far

3. Which WIP do you expect will end up the longest?

alive shannon, since it's kinda a canon rewrite and I still haven't decided to which point it's gonna go, we'll see when it'll feel right to end it haha

4. Which WIP is your favourite to write/the most enjoyable to write? Why?

once again, alive shannon haha - it's just so fun to explore what all those dynamics could've been, and giving Eddie and Shannon some closure, and I love exploring Shannon's character, too, speculating on her thoughts and motivations, and diving into everyone's heads, and I'm so excited to see it all develop!!

5. Which WIP do you find the most intimidating to write? Why?

I think it's either alive shannon or the cheating fic alive shannon bc I've never written s2/s3 buddie and I wanna get their characters semi-right, and I don't remember a lot of details so I need to get on with my rewatch lol - and also writing Shannon's and Eddie's feelings on their relationship and how it all ended is not easy haha and the cheating fic bc it's so not my thing but a song inspired it and it got stuck in my head and it's happening haha and I hope I'll make it make sense haha

6. Which WIP do you experience the most self-doubt about. Why?

tbh all of them - some more, some less, but there are moments, especially lately, when veeeery often I'm just like: everything I write sucks wtf

7. Which of your WIPs will you seek out a beta/sensitivity reader for? Why?

@giddyupbuck agreed to beta the alive shannon fic, and I spam them with snippets if I'm in doubt and it's sooo helpful fr ily <3 and I'll need alive shannon beta-read bc it's gonna be so long, and I keep changing my mind about things bc of how many ideas I have, so I just need someone else to look at it and tell me if everything makes sense haha - and Ro's helped me so much with some previous fics so they have my full trust with my baby that is the alive shannon fic haha

8. Have any of your WIPs been struck by the curse of writer's block?

all of them at some point lol - a few of these are actually on hold bc of that - I will get back to them tho!

9. Which WIP has your favourite OC? Tell us about them?

as of now there's no ocs in any of these, but we'll see haha

10. Which WIP is the sexiest?

cheating fic and maaaaybe coffee buddie (if I'll ever get back to this one) - no actual smut in my wips yet atm

11. Which WIP is the angstiest?

buddie death cast fic - if you've read 'they both die at the end' you know why lol this is not gonna have a happy ending

12. Which WIP has the best characterisation (in your humble opinion)?

so far I'm loving everyone in alive shannon so I guess let's go with that haha

13. Which WIP has the best scene setting (in your humble opinion)?

oh I am so bad this - but maybe let's say buddie coffee shop au bc i think it's the only one where I put even a little bit of focus on the setting lmao

14. Which WIP have you worked the hardest on?

alive shannon, been thinking about it and making notes for months before I started writing, and I don't think i've ever been this invested in a fic

15. Which WIP do you have the highest expectations for? Why?

alive shannon - - like I said, it's my most precious baby, and I'm so excited to not only write it but read it, and I hope it's gonna be as good as it is in my head, and I hope I'll make the story make sense with Shannon there, but also keeping some important buddie moments from canon hah

16. Do you dream about any of your WIPs?

not sure if i've ever dreamt about a wip, but i do get new ideas in my sleep sometimes lol

17. Do any of your WIPs have particular complexities that your other fics don't?

alive shannon will have switching povs which i rarely do, so it's gonna be a challenge to write three distinct voices - and diving into Shannon's head and feelings and motivations will also definitely be hard

18. Which WIP is the funniest or has the most humour?

I think sick eddie - he's so ridiculously stubborn and difficult istg haha or buddie coffee shop with how fucking awkward buck's being

19. Do any of your WIPs contain outside POVs or a deep dive on a character other than the main ship? How are you finding that process?

yep, once again, alive shannon - it's as much a buddie fic as it is a shannon fic, so it's not exactly outside pov, bc I'm just excited to focus on her equally as much, on how she's settling into their lives, becoming a better mom, being involved in Chris' life - she's gonna have as much focus as buddie sns it's not easy, bc it's alternating povs and once I get stuck in Eddie's head it's hard to leave, but so far it's been fun

20. Tell us one thing we don't know about one or more of your WIPs

uhhh, I think I share like everything lol okay, so maybe: alive shannon will definitely go at least up until s4 and will include Eddie dating Ana 👀 purely bc I want a buddie-shipping Shannon to be like wtf eddie??? also, there will be more than one mcd in the death cast fic and coffee buddie was loosely inspired by a small thing from luke cage lol

no pressure tags: @daffi-990 @fortheloveofbuddie @elvensorceress @gaydiaz @diazass @thebravebitch @silentxxsoul @shortsighted-owl @eddiebabygirldiaz @arthursdent @diazblunt @911onabc @eddiediaztho @housewifebuck @lover-of-mine @gayhoediaz @rogerzsteven @watchyourbuck @hoodie-buck @monsterrae1 @ladydorian05 @forthewolves @honestlydarkprincess @wildlife4life @theotherbuckley @weewootruck @thewolvesof1998 @disasterbuckdiaz @loserdiaz @underwater-ninja-13 @giddyupbuck @hippolotamus @eowon @callaplums @spotsandsocks

#alive shannon is like most of these answers lmao #but i'll talk about this fic at every and all opportunities istg i just love it so much #sorry to annoy y'all with it haha - if anyone doesn't wanna be tagged in only alive shannon stuff just lmk fr #weekend wip game #wip asks #writer asks #wikiangela writes #my wips #fanfic ask game #buddie #buddie wip #the alive shannon fic

[katiifaetarot]

Hello friends, beings, and starlights! Im new to the tarot community here on Tumblr and would like to help guide, give honest/TRUTHFUL advice, and be a safe space for anyone+everyone who feels safe here! 🧚🏽‍♀️✨️

My goals/intentions are always to help others through my experience, to teach/guide them to work on themselves, and encourage them to find the strength, courage, discipline, and honest wisdom within themselves, without looking for outside validation!

** I AM NOT A MEDICAL OR HEALTH PROFESSIONAL; PLEASE USE YOUR OWN JUDGEMENT AND DISCERNMENT TO DETERMINE IF YOU NEED OR WANT TO SEEK PROPER HELP OR TREATMENTS FOR YOURSELF OUTSIDE OF TUMBLR OR SOCIAL MEDIA!!

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The Reading of the Day is: Encouraging Words from Your Higher Self ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

There are 4 piles and you will be picking through angel #'s that are right below this text! Feel free to look at the specific photos for each pile if you feel called too!

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✨️🧚🏽‍♀️please choose your pile and may your intuition and inner knowing guide you to the pile with the energy most suited for you and most suited to help you along your path at this current point in time, no matter what that looks like right now🧚🏽‍♀️✨️

PILE 1- 999/10's

PILE 2- 555/666

PILE 3- 333/222

PILE 4- 777/888

** sometimes ( most of the time ) i will pick up on multiple energies that need attention or want to be expressed during the reading so i ASK YOU TO UNDERSTAND THIS DURING THESE TYPES OF READINGS:

depending on how the reader chooses to look at the situation or however the situation resonates for the reader and because this is a general reading;

⚠️you HAVE to be able to use your better discernment + better judgement skills to fully absorb the message and be able to do the necessary work to keep you on track for the future you WANT for yourself⚠️

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OKAY PILE 1:

You're closing out cycles LEFT and RIGHT! Which is causing you to see, feel, think, etc SOOO much more differently and with expanded perspectives and more emotional depths than you ever had before. This is a good thing....yet its also bittersweet, sad, and happening SO FAST! Almost causing this faint sense of whiplash. This is good....this means you're growing and that may be scary-- BUT DONT GET STUBBORN AND STAY STAGNANT! LEAVE THAT COMFORT ZONE AND START TRULY LIVING, BREATHING, AND GETTING EXCITED ABOUT LIFE AGAIN!

the encouraging words from your higher self are: DON'T STOP, KEEP GOING! NO MATTER WHAT CHANGES FOR YOU , NO MATTER WHO LEAVES YOUR LIFE, NO MATTER WHAT HAPPENS, DO NOT GIVE UP! YOU'RE NOT A QUITTER, YOU'RE A WARRIOR WITH A FIGHTING SPIRIT SO DONT GIVE IN AND DONT GIVE UP!!!

Find time for self reflection, self care, and self celebration to better hold on during this wild time in your life while you figure things out for yourself, balance out your priorities, and while you ALSO have some FUN!!

Hold yourself accountable for your mistakes, missteps, and anything that held you back in the past so you have a solid list of what to keep OUT of your life and what to DO differently in your life to keep feeling great and going after what you desire WITHOUT feeling held back by things or people!

Set aside time for paying attention to your body, mind, thoughts, feelings, emotions, ANYTHING you feel YOU NEED to be paying attention too, to feel better about yourself and your choices. DO NOT FORGET TO CELEBRATE HOW FAR YOU HAVE COME AND HOW BRILLIANT YOU ARE AND TREAT YOURSELF TO PEOPLE, PLACES, THINGS THAT UPLIFT YOUR SPIRIT AND ENERGY!!

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OKAY PILE 2:

Right off the bat your higher self is STRAIGHT-FORWARD as he|| :

the encouraging words from your higher self are: IT'S OKAY TO ASK FOR HELP, CHANGE YOUR PERSPECTIVE TO A MORE POSITIVE ONE, AND LET GO OF STUBBORN ENERGY FROM YOUR PAST!!

It seems you recently suffered a set back, either of the emotional or financial kind and its messing with your flow and your head....and your confidence in yourself.

And that's okay....the clear message here is to change the way you view your situation, have compassion for yourself, and make sure you're being aware of other people's struggles too! It's not just you going through a tough situation!!

You're not alone pile2, you can get yourself warm and optimistic again! But you will have to make a plan first! Whether this was a financial, emotional, or etc-- kind of setback, you have to move on from this situation soon so you are able to see the light again! Dont stay stuck because of stubbornness, greed, or lack of awareness!

You have the ability to see what will help you gain more abundance.....you just have to be honest and truthful with yourself about what behaviors, people, patterns, habits, situations, routines, etc NEED TO STAY or NEED TO GO!!

encouraging ADVICE from your higher self: FOCUS ON WHATS IN YOUR POWER TO FIX, FOCUS ON BUILDING AND CULTIVATING STABILITY FOR YOURSELF--BY YOURSELF, DONT LET YOUR PAST HOLD YOU BACK!!

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OKAY PILE 3:

This is my pile of gentle giants, gentle hearts, gentle creatures.....just gentleness and kindness😭 ( im crying channeling & being in your energy because its so warm and inviting, thank you pile 3 for allowing me to be in this energy for a bit)

With all that being said pile 3, 😭😭😭 yall really need to protect your precious energy more. There might be things ( or people...👀 ) that are draining your energy and you dont even recognize it because you're so used to giving away your kindness and compassion to people, you dont even see or feel yourself being drained.

Its time to take a step back and give to yourself for a moment while also celebrating what YOU do bring to this world and how your lifes energy has the capability and capacity to heal others ( and it already has before🥺 ).

encouraging words from your higher self: YOU'RE DOING REALLY WELL AND IT IS OKAY TO SET AND MAINTAIN BOUNDARIES WITH OTHER PEOPLE WHILE FOCUSING ON BUILDING UP YOUR PERSONAL POWER TO CULTIVATE THIS NEW SENSE OF PURPOSE AND NEW SENSE OF SELF THAT IS HAPPENING INSIDE OF YOU!!

Look i dont know you guys at all, and i KNOW the correct people will see this, but all i can say is : Y'all are abundant with opportunities, self-awareness, goodness, light energy, positivity, luck, personal drive, compassion, kindness, love, confidence, warmth, gentleness, passion, determination, strength, E T C --

so please sit with yourself and integrate these inner qualities/skills into your personal belief system(s) so you NEVER forget who you are and no one can EVER shake you to your core;

Really take a look and make a list of people, places, things, etc that dont match up with the future plans you have for yourself! Friends and Family INCLUDED!!!!

Your Personal Belief System(s) is a trusted source of stability, confidence, and safe space for yourself to go back to when you are feeling low about your life or self esteem because YOOOU made it that way...so make sure you cultivate it to be a gentle, nurturing, and uplifting so you can handle the negativity in your brain and in the outside world around you.

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OKAY PILE 4:

This my pile of bad@&&'s, dreamers, lovers, lil weirdoooos(mean that so lovingly and endearingly), and creative peeps alike♡

Hiiii, helllooooo, y'all's energy speaks to me so vividly and dream like.....even though i feel and see the heartache, past indiscretions, inner turmoil + feelings of loneliness, missteps, dreadful childhoods, ETC-

y'all still are choosing to keep going and keep pursuing your dreams/goals! And for that i commend, honor, and find you so admirable and inspiring pile 4.

the encouraging words from your higher self: DONT GIVE UP, DONT BACK DOWN, DONT GET DISTRACTED, YOU WILL BE VICTORIOUS, YOU WILL GET WHAT YOU DESERVE AND WANT, YOU WILL BE OKAY!

you're doing such a great job keeping yourself up and on the path you see for yourself. Moderation is the name of your game and you're teaching yourself patience and discipline to FULLY grasp and integrate the concept of Temperance inside yourself.

and thats bad@&& ASF !!!! Your pile was staright forward and short, and i love that because that means you have solid plans, and ideas to go after what you want......the only thing holding you back is.....

JUST STARTING......

so.....just start!! dont be fearful of your own success and dont doubtful of yourself and abilities!!!

you got this pile 4!! I believe in you♡

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I sincerely hope you received what you needed and released what you don't !! See you again soon!! Take it easyyy and just breathe and fllooowwww!!! you got this! byyeee~🧚🏽‍♀️✨️

**please let me know how I'm doing in any way you can! that is the easiest way to support me and also a good way to signal to me to keep going + any helpful advice from the community would be welcomed and appreciated 🥺 🥹 🙏🏼

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**ONCE AGAIN, I AM NOT A MEDICAL OR HEALTH PROFESSIONAL; PLEASE USE YOUR OWN JUDGEMENT AND DISCERNMENT TO DETERMINE IF YOU NEED OR WANT TO SEEK PROPER HELP OR TREATMENTS FOR YOURSELF OUTSIDE OF TUMBLR OR SOCIAL MEDIA!!

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#tarot blog #tarot reading #tarotcommunity #tarotonline #witch aesthetic #pick a card #pick a pile #tarot journal #pac #spirituality #higher self #wordsofencouragement

[a-fiery-fox]

9 people you want to get to know better

Fenks for the tags @colgatebluemintygel and @littleoldrachel my bébés <3

Last song: Not My Fault by Renee Rapp (her snl performance... lives in my head rent free...)

Favorite color: Orange... Not bright orange. Soft. Like the sunset... iykyk :')

Last movie/tv show: Priscilla (still obsessing over it. Sooo good. Thinking so many thoughts.)

Sweet/savory/spicy: savory!

Last thing I googled: thrust synonym

Current obsession(s): Wdym obsessions. I'm a very normal person thinking about things very normally. (rs big bang fics😩 devouring them like a delicious 20+ course meal. 1989 TV (esp the vault tracks). Portraits by Renoir. Large bodies of water.)

Last book: Mockingjay reread (I cried)

Looking forward to: The weekend!!!! I know we just had one. Still. It wasn't long enough.

Zero pressure tags: @whimsical-ginger @popyandshit @munacy @emlovessid @pretentiouswreckingball @residentrookie @pjxckson @belleandsaintsebastian @hihimissamericanbi (reading your fic at the mo🤭 loving it so far)

#tags tags tags #other things I googled recently include #buzzfeed unsolved meme I connected the dots #weather forecast #can you wash uniqlo bag #(you can't 🥲 soo annoying) #tp tag #rachel tag

[that-grey-guy]

I have a weird feeling that these two would hate each other's guts when they first meet, but eventually become full-on ~trauma besties~

(These two wet cat men are Doug Eiffel (Wolf 359) and Jonathan Sims (TMA), by the way)

Some ranting below-

Okay, so. These two pods cannot be so different, yet sooo similar cuz of how good they are. Here's my opinions on both so far. (That no one wants to hear)

I'd finished Wolf 359 about a month ago and my. god. It just- it had everything and more that the nerd part of my brain wants from a space story. Great characters, good stories, wayyy too many sci fi references, and of course- trauma~. (+ humor)

As of this post, I just reached episode 100 of The Magnus Archives and tbh, my adhd brain can't remember every single episode's story so- I'm a bit confused 'bout the plot. STILL, this show is one of the best I've listened to. The characters, stories and world building are just unbelievably good.

Like, can you imagine the skills Jonny Sims must have to write such captivating stories for EACH and EVERY episode....

I know they both have very different stories but- the characters, world building, comedy and horror make both of them amazing audio dramas.

I'm currently working on this idea for a Wolf 359 comic thing and will be posting more on TMA soon.

If anyone's reading this and has more podcast recommendations, please do share ;)

#doug eiffel #wolf 359 #jonathan sims #the magnus archives #tma #i'm only halfway through TMA but it's just sooo good #These trauma fuel podcasts are keeping me sane these days #w359

[i-cant-sing]

life update?

Well... life feels like I'm on rollercoater that's on fire and is heading towards a pit of needles and I'm just.... vibing because I'd never scream or cry in public cause "embarrassing". I mean, exam season is approaching, my brother is getting married in that season and I have to participate actively in wedding activities and keep everyone entertained because its not like I have spare siblings that I can do this for...

And then talking about the actual exam season is also stressful because I'm someone who locks herself away for 4-6 months to study and become a hermit but now I can't do that because guests from all over the world will be staying over and my parents are old and don't have it in them to be running around all day serving guests, even domestic help goes so far.

Hmm what else.... I mean I'm crying over everything these days. The current state of the world? Yes. Palestine? Yes. The world is ending? Yes. Am I gonna end up in hell? Tears. Reading my urdu novel that is soooo well written and I 1000% don't relate to the female mc's struggles? Even more tears. I'm even crying when I thunk about the time I cried over something💀💀💀 (this all very new to me because I've never been so emotional over anything)

Oh and I found out I am not eligible to donate blood because my hemoglobin is in the single digits (so like I know why I couldn't see anything for a minute straight whenever I stood up💀💀)

I have a crush, he's smart and handsome(but like why does he as a man need LONGER LASHES AND CLEARER SKIN THAN ME???HES MAKING ME WANNA START A SKINCARE ROUTINE) But the thing that is the most appealing about him is the way he talks😭 like it just makes u swoon. Idk how to describe it, but like he has a deep voice but not too deep, just the perfect balance between mature adult and charismatic golden boy. And it's not just the way he talks with me or his friends, BUT THE WAY HE TALKS WITH HIS PATIENTS🤌✨️ like I'm here befriending 70 year old women before filling their cavities and he's all "Yes, ma'am/sir. Of course, it'll be done as you want." Like he's so professional even at the end of the day when everyone's just tired from doing their umpteenth patient and start slacking off in the whole "VVIP treatment of all patients". I'm just praying to Allah to make us soulmates (if we're meant to be), I have left this matter in God's hands because He's never disappointed me before and I can't afford to be distracted rn (I borrowed a book from my crush for some notes and was comparing how we even highlighted the same stuff.... we are sooo compatible.... this is so delulu of me omg never thinking about him again- unless he approaches me first)

I feel like having a crush is good because look at me rn- I have started a skincare routine, I am actually studying hard so that if he ever asks me a question, he knows that I'm not a dumbass. And if I had the time to go to the gym, I would, instead I'm doing counting calories and skipping unnecessary meals! What do I have to lose in all of this if he rejects me? Nothing. I end up with clear skin, hot body, and smart af brain.

Like he has a lot more on the line as a crush because he's one, ONE ick away from making me lose complete interest in him. See? This is a win-win for me.

[lovelyrotter]

I read your thing about stridercest. I didn’t super like the ship (I’m more of a lalondecest girlie) but I respect the hell out of the textual analysis you did. Anyway do you have any good fic recommendations? I want to see what you see in it.

oh fuck yeah i love sharing ship stuff especially with ppl who dont usually go here and vice versa for me. its like hell yeah im digging in sand and its fun i love my sand and then i turn around and woah i had no idea there was even MORE sand just behind me ya dig? that might not have made any sense hahaha. its the joy of trading pokemon cards except with ships

but okay heres some of my current faves. bear in mind i read mostly M and E rated stuff but ive got a sprinklin of lower ratings in here too. im also gonna categorize this list by stridercest flavour. theres a lot so this turned out like ridiculously long

anyone else goin through this feel free to link yalls faves in the replies too cause im ravenous. especially if its haldirk. im constantly craving haldirk

guardiancest

doku line terminus & two steps away from the county line by lildogie these first cause theyre my ultra faves rn and i cant get enough of this au. set in the same universe but county line is the prequel. a/b/o verse with lotsa interesting political stuff and also interpersonal dynamics. dave & dirk are there too and are real cute. its also got mysterious time travelling. i really cant sell these two enough like i am not doin these justice

davedirk / dirkdave

if i woke up next to you by bumbly | G, ~2,700 words, complete. SUPER sweet relationship study, made me fuckin melt. this author has really good stuff for other ships too but mind the archive warnings

dont joke about hentai face broctopus transplants im eating cheese n onion pringles here by smrtnik | M, ~1k words, complete. this one made me fuckin melt its so tender. it truly feels like were peeking into their life together. also great title

Stasis State by Caeslin | T, ~3k words, complete. another really intimate feeling one. its so fuckin sweet. mind the tags for typical dirk suicide attempt but its not on screen its moreso the recovery and how dave is affected by it

“stupid fucking bullshit” ad nauseam by anon | T, 13.7k words, complete. REALLY GOOD AU. trans striders, fade to black sex scene. the boys are cute and you can feel how much theyre drawn to each other immediately. wish there was more of this

sometimes the bad guy wins by nutrimercenary | E, ~7.5k words, ongoing. wow. oh wow. ive been looking for a davedirk fic like this for a long time. PLEASE read the warnings and tags but its so fuckin good. a crossdimentional narrative tug-o-war between dave and ult dirk i fuckin love it

got it goin on by bumbly | E, 7.5k words, complete. dirk indulges daves mommy kink after prying it outta him. its cute and funny and sexy it made me smile. their dynamic is sooo sweet

helping hands by ghostlyAnarchist | E, 5.1k words, complete. THIS IS SO GOOD. its got trans man dave and is genuinely one of the hottest transmasc fics ive read so far and boy howdy ive read a lot. slight warning for dysphoria discussion but its not too bad its all just hot af a dick-sucking venn diagram by Elendraug | E, 10k words, complete. first off domestic af. very established relationship and you can tell. its so fuckin sweet. i looove this one. its like the best kind of silly realistic smut its one of my faves of all time

STILL WITH ME by egbert | E, 8k words, complete. dave and dirk strife and then fuck in the bathroom. holy shit this is hot. their want is like tangible in this one

brodave and a!brodirk

hardware by orphan_account | E, ~8k words, complete. dave gets some dick piercings and bro goes insane about them. hot as hell and also features bottom bro which is my fave. its got a couple uses of the r-slur but its also from 2011 so i take it w/ a grain of salt. 2011 and earlier fics are like internet artifacts (/pos)

but you better never pull it by hapaxlegomena | E, 5k words, complete. wow. WOW. sub top bro and dom bottom dave need i say more. this sub bro activates my cute aggression the power play is great mars & murrie's by orphan_account | E, 6.8k words, complete. a!brodirk, omorashi. super hot!!!! alpha dave is sooo embarrassed about his piss kink but dirk wins in the end hahaha. really intriguing which i know sounds funny on an omo fic but read it and youll know. i love this alpha dave

temporal sunset by Plajus | M, 19.5k over 5 chapters, complete. a!brodirk. holy shit what a ride. this one held me hostage and now lives in my brain rent free (bdum tiss sorry). dirk is terminally ill so i know it wont be for everyone but give it a try and goddamn you wont be disappointed. trust me

a swinging pendulum by ghostlyAnarchist | T, ~900 words, complete. a!brodirk time/dream bubble encounter. wow just wow. the want. the yearning immaterial by LPSunnyBunny | E, 1k words, complete. a!brodirk, trans dirk. holy shit!!!!!! holy shit!!!!! hot hot hot!!!!!!! shower sex sensation control!!!!

haldirk

singular by 2x2verse | E, 6.8k words, complete. hal has an existential crisis dirk catches him and then they fuck tenderly about it. genuinely so romantic. im addicted to this kind of haldirk. honestly i just recommend the entire series diagnostics by 2x2verse | E, 2.9k words, complete. i know i just linked this authors whole collection of haldirk fics but holy crap this one in particular. dom/sub electrostim with sensory deprivation, hal is the dom. i LOVE how hes written here. very attentive domming, great details

A Fatal Error Has Occurred by Mortior | E, 42k words, 4/5 chapters. oh mortior my haldirk regent. really fuckin good character writing in an au where hal has an android body before the alpha session is started. read the tags for warnings. the tension between them is insane endangered by Mortior | E, 100k+ words, complete multichapter. holy fuck where to begin with this one. this is a haldirk sensation. post apocalyptic au where androids won the human-robot war. dirk runs into AR. AR takes an interest in him. dirk takes even more of an interest in AR. if youre gonna read any haldirk read this one

"im basically fucking him" series by Elendraug | T & E, all complete. so!!!!! fucking!!!!! tender!!!!! really cute haldirk progressing through their relationship

ridiculously late by cinnamonfreak | E, 21k, completed multichapter. a/b/o au where dirk suddenly presents. REALLY intriguing hal in this one i fuckin love the power play

roboporn by smrtnik | E, 3.9k words, complete. really fun power play in this one. hal is waterproofed externally but not internally. he gives dirk a handie over his open chassis torso. theres also really sweet snuggling afterwards

#stridercest #guardiancest #davedirk #dirkdave #haldirk #my t #fic rec #theres so many whoops HAHAHAHA #this ask made me really happy though im glad my post caught your eye #like that made me so jazzed