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lady-charinette · 1 year

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Twiyor Eden Academy AU where Loid unintentionally assigns himself as Yor's protector from day one and learns awkwardly how she's more than capable in handling herself....mostly.

Like she comes across as a bit ditzy and clueless, she lost her way a few times trying to find her class. Loid steers her in the right direction and realizes her timetable is very similar to his own, they have a lot classes together. Yor accidentally runs into a classmate and apologizes profusely, Loid just shakes his head in the distance.

The next time he sees Yor walking, her face is buried in a book, trying to memorize its contents for a test. She's about to run into a group of boys, who have no intention of moving, so Loid swoops in out of nowhere and wraps his arm around Yor's shoulder to gently steer her away, using his own body to shield her from the boys.

They're their juniors, so they should respect them, but they give Yor less than appropriate stares and Loid has his Twilight gaze on and glares back at them. 'Oi, quit staring at her like that! Can't you see she's uncomfortable?!'

Yor blushes and looks up at Loid:"L-Loid-san."

Until one of the juniors grows too cocky and sneers at Loid:"Hey, broom-head, if you dare run into us again, you'll soon be limping home from school if you mess with us!"

The juniors laugh until they feel a murderous, suffocating aura and it's Yor who's glaring at them and threatening murder. She takes the leader by his necktie and lifts him off his feet with terrifying ease. "Insulting Loid-san like that... May I have the honor of taking your lives?!"

The boys run away in fright, Yor apologizes profusely bc Loid is staring at her in complete awe and shock and she thinks he thinks she's weird.

Who knew timid Yor Briar could have such a frightening aura? And lift a boy up her height effortlessly with one arm?

Anyway, Loid is always nearby, Yor learned he doesn't think she's weird, but she is strong and Yor never heard that word in a positive light before. She always got to hear how girls weren't allowed to be strong, that she would never find a husband later.

Loid was the first boy to tell her that her strength was something she could be proud of.

Whenever Loid thinks he has to protect her, Yor proves she can take care of herself.

But there are still moments where Yor can depend on him.

It's when she's carrying too many books and loses her balance, not because of their weight, but because they're stacked higher than her head and she can't see where she's going. A rock embedded in the ground makes her stumble and Loid rushes in to steady her, he's taller than the books she stacked in her arms, they dig uncomfortablly into his body as Loid holds Yor up with one hand on her back to steady her.

He can just peek over the books to see Yor's surprised face, a brilliant assortments of shades of red coloring her cheeks. He blushes at the look on her face and the smile stretching her lips. "Loid-san! Thank you for always helping me!"

Loid feels his ears burn in shyness. "I-It's fine, Yor-san. Um, let me take some of the books for you. You're going to your dorm, right?"

He takes a few books off her stack so she could see and Yor smiles brighter than the setting sun partly hiding behind Eden's walls. "Yes, if you don't mind carrying them."

Loid catches himself smiling all too softly. "No, I don't mind at all."

Briar and Forger are often seen together, and soon, rumors start to circulate in Eden Academy of their endearing and funny moments whenever they collide.

#spy x family #loid forger #sxf #yor forger #twiyor #twiyor au #eden academy au #spy x family au #sxf au #sxf fic

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sydflow · 11 months

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Flippin' Demon Dog

Momo x gn!reader

-pure fluff

Word count: 1.2k

Synopsis: The demon dog isn't so demonic? Huh?

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Boo loved to cause trouble; that little furball really was a devil sent straight from hell. His poor brother, Dobby, would end up all rough housed by the end of the day.

But even then, Momo loved the dog as if he were her own child. It was hard for her to take him on walks; he would find ways to tangle her up and then escape. Like that one time at the park, he ran around her as she stumbled over his leash before falling, her grip loosening. Boo took that moment and ran straight into the nearby pond to attack the ducks. Fortunately, no feathers were damaged that day, but Momo did suffer a pretty nasty bruise on her hip.

Every time she brought Boo to the dorms, he would make a scene. He would destroy the pillows, chew on shoes (Jihyo almost cried when she discovered that her favorite sneakers had been transformed into a new pair of slides), and bark at everything and anything. The dishwasher, the fridge, out the window—he would run and drop things along the way. He would torture the unfortunate members until they managed to lure him into Momo's room and lock him in for the remainder of the night.

Even though you had been visiting the dorms for a month, and had been dating Momo for five, you had never seen her dogs. But you were fond of the way she talked about them and how much love she expressed whenever she would gush and show you pictures of them. Although you were able to see Dobby clearly, most of Boo’s pictures were just a brown, furry blur.

You never had a pet dog, so you were always cautious around them, unlike others who would grab a dog by the cheeks and squeeze them when passing by. You preferred using a softer technique, such as a gentle pat on the head or perhaps just a simple wave to the dog's owner. But hearing Momo talk about her dogs got you really excited to meet them, even if you were nervous of Boo’s energy. And on a random Thursday, Momo decided to invite you over. Saying that she’s bored and the members are planning a movie night and that she very dearly misses you.

So off you went to meet the girl of your dreams. Momo had completely forgotten she had brought Boo and Dobby with her, and the only thing on her mind was you. She skids towards the door when she hears the doorbell ring and giddily opens the door. "Hey baby!"

She engulfs you in a bear hug as you wrap your arms around her, snuggling into her warmth. She helps you take off your coat and notices you're still wearing your work clothes.

"Go to my room and take out a pair of pjs; the girls are getting everything ready. White dresser, second drawer from the bottom. Meet me in the living room, lovey" You slighty blush at the nickname and Momo pinches your cheeks before letting you go. You walk past the living room, waving and greeting the girls, before making your way to Momo’s room.

As soon as you enter Momo’s room you begin to rummage through her pajamas before finding a fluffy pair and putting them on. Midway into your pants, you hear a soft yip behind you. The sudden sound startled you as you quickly turned around to see where the sound came from.

And that’s the moment you make eye contact with Momo’s dog. You can tell by the fur color that Boo is the one awake. Dobby peacefully sleeps next to where Boo has just woken up. Momo’s words echo in the back of your mind:

Boo’s always hyper, but he’s the most hyper when he wakes up.

Shit. You begin to feel nervous and uneasy as he takes small, extremely condescending steps in your direction.

"H-hey little guy" You stammer out. Slowly, you reach down to softly pet his head, and he comes closer to smell your hand before rubbing against it. You were confused by what Momo meant when she said he was so hyper. Boo is absolutely adorable. You giggle when he licks your hand, and you begin to become less cautious when patting his head. You start to rub behind his ears as he leans closer to you. And you totally forget about going back out to start movie night and instead choose to spend some time doting over this lovable dog.

Momo, however, noticed how long you were gone.

"Gosh, I’m so tired," Jeongyeon groans, falling onto the couch, "Momo’s fucking demon dog ate my lunch, and I had to make another one, twice!" she scoffs.

Then it hits her, "I sent y/n to my room." All the girls stare at her, wide-eyed.

"You just sent your partner to their death," Dahyun mumbles.

"I was just starting to like them too," Tzuyu grumbles, sitting on the couch, crossing her arms.

Momo rolls her eyes at them before making her way into her room.

She dreads the thought of hearing growls from her room. But the deafening silence that appears seems to worry her even more. God damn it, she’s too late. She'll have to find a place to bury the body.

Quickly, she pushes the door open and witnesses a sight that she’d never thought she would see. Boo was letting you pet him, like you were actually caressing him. He nuzzled into your lap as you smoothed his fur.

"Y/n," she whispers. Both you and Boo look up at her, and she finds the sight so adorable.

"Hi Momo, you didn’t tell me you brought your dogs with you." You stand up with Boo in your arms. "He’s so cute." Boo softly yips once again as you begin to dot on him. "Oh yes, you are such a cute little puppy, so gentle and soft." He licks your finger when you poke him on the nose.

"Ah haha" Momo’s confused and worried laugh breaks your attention: "The girls are ready for movie night, so I suggest leaving the calm and charming," She grits the words through her teeth, "Boo here, so he-"

"Aww Momo, please," you whine, "can we watch the movie with him? I promise he won’t be bothersome, right boo?" You turn to the dog.

Did he just fucking nod? Momo thought her right eye twitched a bit. He’s trying to steal my lover; what a mutt. Her fists slightly clench. "Yes, of course, anything you want, love." She feigns her preppy attitude while you follow her to the living room. Boo still in your arms his head on his shoulder as he looks back at Momo. He pushes his tongue out, which causes Momo to glare at him and do the same.

"Holy shit," Jeongyeon says, once you walk in, everyone’s eyes zero down onto the dog in your arms.

"They tamed the beast," Sana mutters, and they all watch as you set Boo on the floor before taking a seat on the couch. They all watch as your arms make their way to lift him up, and they all wince at what’s to come. But there’s not a single growl, bark, or bite, just a content grumble as you begin to pet him.

“So what are we watching?”

#twice imagine #twice x reader #twice imagines #momo x reader #momo imagine #momo

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joi-me-hoi-me-noi · 3 months

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I can imagine Deku introducing a chubby black reader to his mom and she just loves her like 🥹🥹🥹

A/n: Thank you for the request. I just know that Inko would love another girl around to talk to and just enjoy her company. Enjoy!!

THIS IS MY MOM - IZUKU x FEMALE!BLACK!CHUBBY!READER

Inko hears the door open and says 'welcome home', hurrying to finish what she was doing to then rush to the door. She sees her son admiring the girl at her doorstep.

"Who's this beauty Izuku?" She smiles warmly at the girl, taking in her features.

"Mom, this is my girlfriend, L/n Y/n." You give a small wave to the woman in front of you.

"It's so nice to meet you, he talks about you all the time." Izuku blushes at that, looking at the wall.

"Well, come in, come in. I just finished up dinner." You and Izuku slip off your shoes and step inside his mother's abode.

You and Izuku sit next to each other as his mother sits across from you both. His mother is still in awe with your features and how he scored someone like you.

"How did you both meet?" "UA, we're classmates in Mr. Aizawa's class."

"Izuku's so shy, did he confess his feelings to you?" Izuku looks over at his mother.

"Mommm, I'm not that shy." You reach over and pinch his cheek.

"You are shy, 'Zuku. I had to confess to you since Bakugo told me you were too scared to say it." You smile brightly at him and then turn your attention back to his mom.

You all laugh and finish dinner, helping Izuku's mom clean up.

"Do you have baby pictures of Izuku?" He perks up immediately and shakes his head, frantically.

"I do, he was so cute when he was younger."

"That's embarrassing, mom." He's standing up from the couch now.

She ignores him and grabs the photo album from the living room, laying it out on the table nearby. She goes through the pictures, explaining when she took them.

"Look at your cute little butt babe. You're so adorable." You gush, pointing at the picture while your boyfriend peeks over your shoulder, groaning and resting his head on your shoulder.

You and Inko talked about everything. You were the first girl her son had ever brought home meaning you were special. Sadly, you and Izuku had to go back to the dorms because of the harsh training you'll both do the next day.

"Take care of him, please Y/n." She hugs you tightly.

"You know I will." You hug back just as tight.

"Are you going to marry her after you're both done school? I like her and I can tell that you love her just as much as I do."

A smile is on your face in seconds while Izuku just pauses, stuttering and mumbling out an answer.

#fluff #requests are open #mha x reader #bnha x reader #mha fluff #mha x reader fluff #black y/n #black reader #black fem reader #bnha fluff #bnha x reader fluff #requests open #taking requests #request #reqs open

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marauders-peace · 9 months

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Moonlit Confessions and Sunlit Love

Summary: After 6 months of back and forth, remus and the reader are confronted with their feelings for each other. In a game of truth or dare comes the real truth comes out.

warnings: Honestly don't know, jealousy, fluffy ending

After this whole series, I am sad to end it now, but I think they have suffered enough. Hope you enjoy the last part of this <33 (there will come a bonus part)

Masterlist part 1 - - - - - part 9 /wc: +1200

Don't know how I managed to get here, but here I am.

Playing truth or dare. On a party night when we were all supposed to be sleeping because school is tomorrow.

Luis quickly returned from the bathroom, and Remus followed shortly after. Remus was surprisingly calm, unlike before, but there was still a fire in his eyes.

"James, what's the most embarrassing thing you've ever done to impress Lily?"

Mary's voice brought me back to the present. Yes, we were in the middle of one of those cheesy stories, as I couldn't explain the evening any other way.

James thought for a while.

James blushed and chuckled nervously, "Oh, that's a tough one. But I guess the most embarrassing thing I ever did to impress Lily was during our third year at Hogwarts. We were in the Great Hall, and I thought it would be impressive to show off my Quidditch skills. So, I grabbed a nearby broomstick and tried to do a fancy maneuver in front of her and the other Gryffindors. But instead of flying gracefully, I ended up crashing into the pumpkin juice fountain and soaked myself and half the Gryffindor table!"

Lily couldn't help but laugh at the memory, and the others joined in too. James grinned, slightly embarrassed but didn't seem to mind the laughter and even joined in too.

"Man, I remember! Our dorm room smelled like pumpkin for days after that!" Sirius laughed even harder.

"Okay, okay. James, it's your turn," Mary said as things calmed down, and we all looked expectantly at James.

James looked at Lily amusedly.

"Oh no, what are you up to?" she asked dramatically, moving slightly away from him.

"Lily," said James, and Lily sighed theatrically.

"I still have to live until tonight! I think something special will happen today, so please have mercy on me!"

James continued, undeterred. "Truth or dare?"

Lily thought for a while. "Dare. I'm afraid of you," she said finally.

James chuckled. "Why's that?"

"Oh, excuse me, Hogwarts' prank king, for being scared of you while we're playing truth or dare!" Lily said dramatically, then continued with a pleading tone. "What do I have to do, Potter?"

"Dance with me."

"I can do that-"

"On the table."

"Too soon to celebrate…" Lily muttered, hiding her face in her hands in embarrassment.

James gasped. "Oh come on, that's harmless. And I'll do it with you!"

He took her hands away from her face and gently led her onto the table. She allowed herself to be pulled up, and they danced together to a slow song. It was as if there was nothing else in the world but the two of them.

'Why don't you ever dance, Remus?' He looked at me with a crooked smile. "I always feel like I make a fool of myself," he laughed. I pouted at that. "You don't look foolish! Come dance with me!" I reached out my hand to him, and he shook his head. "Dancing with me will only make you a laughingstock among the others." I looked at him challengingly. "Who cares about the others? We're dancing, not them!" I took his hand and pulled him onto the dance floor. He was stiff at first, but he eventually started dancing along. Soon, it felt like second nature.

As if there was only us.

"But make sure to invite me to your wedding, okay?" Mary's voice brought me back to the present.

James and Lily laughed nervously. They were back with us.

"Okay, Lily, it's your turn," Sirius finally said, steering the conversation back to the game.

"Remus," Lily looked at him with a smile.

"Truth. Before I end up dancing on tables too," he said calmly.

"What's the most romantic thing you've ever done?" Lily tilted her head curiously.

I felt a chill. The question started to get to me, wondering if Sirius had chosen this game for a reason.

Remus didn't even flinch. It was as if he froze, taking a moment before answering.

"I once sent a love letter with a poem every day for a few days to someone. Each letter had a different poem and a different memory."

My breath became heavy.

"But I never got a response."

What?

"Oh man, that sounds awful!" Lily said with a sympathetic look.

I looked down, and all the letters I had thrown away out of hurt came flooding back into my mind.

"Have you talked to that person about it?" Mary asked.

James and Sirius exchanged strange glances.

Every letter I tossed in the trash came back to me.

"Not yet."

"Sunny, do you hate me?"

I wanted to disappear. Just get away from here. His eyes focused on me.

"Sunny, truth or dare?"

My heart was pounding, and I felt like I was about to throw up. I wanted to choose dare to avoid the conflict, but I couldn't continue like this. Otherwise, we'd never move forward.

"Truth."

Lily looked surprised, but when I looked at her, she gave a slight thumbs up.

"Are you and Luis a couple?" That question caught me off guard. I was prepared for anything else, but not a question about Luis. I thought he'd ask why I was avoiding him. But maybe he already knew.

"No, we're not," I answered finally.

The fire in Remus' eyes turned into a calm I couldn't place.

"Sunny, your turn," James said with a peculiar expression.

"Sirius." I turned to the eager boy who seemed to be waiting for it. "Dare! I'm no coward," he said directly.

"Do an impression of our dear Professor McGonagall." I was relieved to come up with something.

Sirius stood up from his seat, straightened his posture, and adjusted imaginary glasses on his nose. He cleared his throat dramatically, mimicking Professor McGonagall's stern and imposing tone.

"Mr. Black, what do you think you're doing out of bed after curfew?" he said, imitating McGonagall's accent.

He then exaggeratedly paced back and forth in front of an imaginary group of students, pretending to be the Transfiguration professor.

"Now, I will not tolerate such behavior from any of you. Detention! Ten points from Gryffindor!" he exclaimed, waving his hand as if deducting house points.

He continued his impression, capturing McGonagall's no-nonsense attitude and strict demeanor. His friends couldn't help but burst into laughter as he put on this entertaining show, perfectly embodying their formidable professor.

"Come on, Sirius, that's brilliant!" James said, trying to stifle his laughter.

Lily chuckled, impressed by Sirius's accurate portrayal. "You've got her mannerisms down perfectly!"

Sirius took a playful bow, still maintaining the impression. "Thank you, thank you! I've been practicing," he quipped with a mischievous grin.

"Luis, we should go." Luke's voice interrupted our laughter.

Mary looked at him grumpily, and I felt like she wanted to kill him.

"Wait, Luis!" Sirius said before Luis got up to leave. "Truth or dare?"

Luis chuckled. "Truth."

"Do you…" Sirius glanced at me and then back to Luis. "Do you like Sunny?"

Luis was taken aback by the question.

"Luis, let's go," Luke seemed angry and wanted to pull his brother away. Luis, however, just smiled.

"Yes, I do."

With that, he turned around.

"I think I've just started to fall for her."

And with that, the two brothers left.

I looked after Luis for a long time. He had confessed that he liked me. And yet, hearing it so directly was different. I felt guilty, especially after Remus' question and how I had answered.

"Who's next? Luis is gone," Mary asked to lighten the mood.

"I'd say it's still Sirius so the game can continue," Remus said, as if nothing had happened. As if he already knew about Luis.

Sirius cleared his throat and turned to Remus. "Remus, truth or dare?"

"Dare," he said without flinching.

"I dare you to spend 15 minutes alone with Sunny."

WHAT?

"Hey, I'm just as involved as he is!" I finally said to defend myself. Fear started to rise in me again.

But Sirius just shrugged. "Well, how else are we going to get you two to talk?"

"But-"

"I'll do it," Remus said calmly. Then he turned to me. "But if you can't handle 15 minutes alone with me, then I won't force you."

Silence followed.

"I'll do it too," I said eventually.

The room Sirius led us to was small. He closed the door behind us and locked it.

"I'll be back in 15 minutes!" he called out before we heard footsteps fading away.

I prepared myself for the confrontation. Ready for a second argument. But nothing like that happened.

Instead, Remus poured himself a glass of whiskey from the bottle on the table and drank it in one gulp. He refilled the glass and repeated the process like it was a rhythm.

"Why are you drowning yourself in alcohol?" I asked. He didn't respond at first, and I wondered if he hadn't heard me.

"Don't know," he finally said.

I approached him slowly. Slowly, I took the bottle from his hand. He let me.

"We have school tomorrow. It's not healthy for you," I said finally.

He looked at me with tired eyes.

The silence returned.

"Remus…" I began. But I didn't know how to continue.

"I'm sorry," he said finally.

"What?"

"That I've been such a jerk. To you and also to Luis."

His voice trembled slightly at the end.

"Why did you behave that way?" I asked.

He laughed without joy. "You should know by now."

Anger started to build up inside me. "How should I know? How am I supposed to know everything that's going on in your head when you never tell me anything?"

He stayed silent. "That's what you've always done. Even when I confessed my feelings to you, you said nothing." This time, my voice broke.

"I hate this silence."

He remained silent. He avoided my gaze.

The anger within me grew stronger.

"I found a room this morning. You know what was in there?"

He stayed silent.

"It was our old kindergarten. The big chandelier was floating in the air, and I found the little book corner there. Where we first met. That's where the book was. 'The Sun and the Moon.'"

My voice kept shaking. "I know why you like the story so much now. Because it's our story. And you're the moon which kept quiet."

"Sunny.. "

"Is that why you call me that?" i was crying now.

"No, that's not why I called you that."

This time, I stayed silent. I just looked at him, hoping he wouldn't stay quiet again.

"I called you that because you're my hope, my light, and my warmth in life. A little sun that keeps me company."

My heart skipped a beat, and breathing became difficult.

"I've messed up a lot in the past 6 months. With you and with myself."

I listened to him, hoping he would never stop talking.

"And when I saw you with Luis in the last few weeks, especially today, something in me snapped. I got so angry because you two looked so good together. He fits you so well, and that made me mad."

He looked at me with a vulnerable gaze. "Be honest with me, okay?"

I only nodded because I didn't trust my voice.

"Do you like him?" his gaze wandered around the room.

"No, I don't. You should know that. He's nice and a good friend," I said, astonished that he would even ask such a question.

His gaze rested on me, and his expression softened.

Eventually, he laughed softly. "I'm such an idiot."

Then he fell silent again. I came closer to him; it was like I was under his spell. My hand reached up to his face, and I stroked his cheek.

"Why? Why is it so hard for you to talk about your feelings, Remus?"

He looked at me with that gaze I couldn't place.

"You are really pretty."

"What?" I said, surprised and overwhelmed by his words, and my hand fell from his face.

He laughed softly and warmly.

"You are the best thing that ever happened to me. But I'm the worst thing that could ever happen to you."

"What are you talking about?" I asked, confused.

He sighed. "Sunny, if we were to get together, your future would be blocked because of me. I'm a werewolf. You would be shunned by everyone for associating with me. No one wants a werewolf. I've accepted that. But I don't want you to suffer because of it."

He shook his head. "And yet, I can't bear to see you with someone else."

"Does this mean you like me too?" my heart was racing.

"I love you."

"The love letters-"

"Were the letters I wrote to you over the summer, yes."

My thoughts were racing. "But you suffer too, pretending that there's nothing between us!"

He looked away. "I can handle it."

"I can't! I can't go on like this! We've always found a way together, why not now?"

"Sunny…"

O sol pediu a Lua em casamento (the sun confessed to the moon)

Oh, my heart ached. "I can't live without you! I tried for the last few weeks, no, months. It just doesn't work! And if it's true that you also have feelings for me, then-"

His lips crashed onto mine. That's how he silenced me. I melted in his arms, sighing into the kiss. I had been waiting for this for so long.

When he pulled away, I looked at him angrily. "If you say that we can't be together now, I swear-"

E a lua, disse (the moon said)

He laughed softly at that. "No, don't worry."

He leaned his forehead against mine and looked deeply into my eyes.

Eu também amo você (i love you too)

"I can't live without you either."

The moon found his light from the sun. And the sun was so kind to share with the moon their future, hoping to shine forever.

Taglist : @juleshadalittlelamb @fluffybunnyu @tendous-pretty-hair @helloitsmeeeeeee @valencia-rou @woohoney @mothermaryisdead @blackqueens01 @moonyunebi

#marauders era #marauders #remus lupin #the marauders #dead gay wizards #harry potter #sirius black #james potter #remus lupin x reader #remus lupin angst #remus lupin x you #jily #lily potter #lily evans #mary macdonald #Spotify

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girls-in-spring-heat · 2 years

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It'z Not a Dream Part 1 (Chaeryeong x Male Reader Smut)

It had been a week now since you moved in with Itzy, and it had honestly been anticlimactic. You had exchanged polite greetings, when officially meeting them on your first day. After that, you sometimes tagged along with them on their schedules or spent most of the day at the dorm while they practiced. Your few conversations with the Itzy members so far had not progressed much past small talk and your relationship still felt very awkward. That was understandable you supposed, having your company pay a guy to live with and date you was far from normal. You found yourself hoping for an opportunity to develop a deeper connection with Itzy as you sat at the dinner table with them.

Yuna had ordered fried chicken from a nearby restaurant and you were all sitting and eating together. The girls were talking about the variety show they were going to appear on tomorrow, while you sat quietly picking at your food. You had just started to space out when a commotion snapped you out of it. Chaeryeong was clutching at her throat and coughing violently. The other members had jumped out of their chairs in a panic and were now staring at her in shock. As you rose from your seat you realised that she was choking on a chicken bone. Almost automatically, you walked over to her and wrapped your arms around her stomach from behind. Clenching your hand into a fist, you dug your knuckles into her abdomen and quickly jerked it upwards. This forced her to throw up, the velocity of which dislodged the bone in her throat and pushed it out of her mouth and onto the dining room floor.

As she starting gasping for air in her now-unblocked throat, you took her hand, led her back to her chair and gently pushed her down into it. It was a good thing they taught you the Heimlich maneuver in health class you thought as you crouched down to meet Chaeryeong’s eyes. She seemed to still be in a panic and possibly close to hyperventilating.

“Chaeryeong look at me,” you said. Her wide eyes met yours.

“Take a deep breath in through your nose,” you instructed her as you did it with her.

“Now breathe out through your mouth and then in through your nose again.” She followed your instructions.

“Great job. Now keep doing that for a while. Everything is ok now. You are ok,” you soothed.

You stood up and looked at the other girls. They were staring at you in a mixture of relief and wonder. They seemed like they would be alright.

“Come on Chaeryeong, maybe you should lie in your bed for a while,” you said as you wrapped your arm around her and led her to the room she and Yeji shared. She lay down in her bed and you pulled her covers over her. You turned off the light and went to leave the room.

“Hey,” Chaeryeong said, “can you stay with me for a while?”

“Sure,” you replied and lay down next to her.

“Can you put your arms around me again?” She asked, “It made me feel safe.”

“Of course,” you said as you became the big spoon to her little spoon.

You lay together silently for a while until she rolled over to face you. Her face only inches away from yours on her pillow. You looked into her pretty brown eyes in the dim light produced by a night light plugged into an outlet in the corner of the bedroom.

“Thanks,” she said.

“Don’t mention i-” you started before she cut you short by putting her lips on yours.

Once you got over the initial surprise, you started to kiss her back. When your lips broke apart after a few seconds, you looked in her eyes again. She was doing that cute thing she does when she’s embarrassed where she bites her tongue and smiles shyly. You pulled her back towards you and your lips met again. This time your tongues got involved as you started to make out heavily. You rolled over so that you were on your back and she was on top of you.

After a heavenly minute or two, Chaeryeong broke the kiss and sat upright on your stomach, her straddling you with her thighs. The tip of your erection was poking her between her perfect ass cheeks while it was screaming to be released from your underwear. Chaeryeong smiled and bit her lip as she got on her hands and knees and crawled backwards until her head was hovering over your crotch. She unbuttoned your pants, put her hands underneath the waistband of your underwear and then pulled down both past your knees, revealing your cock in all its glory. She kissed your tip and then began swirling her tongue across it, causing you to close your eyes and throw your head backwards in ecstasy into her pillow. She wrapped her lips around your cock and slowly took in the first inch, all the while rubbing her tongue along its underside. She released your cock and looked lustfully into your eyes.

“You’re going to save me again if I start choking right?” she teased. Without waiting for an answer, she took your cock in her mouth again and slowly took in as much as she could before gagging a little. Your eyes met and you both giggled a little. She moved her mouth slowly up your shaft, leaving a slick coating of saliva on your cock that slowly trickled down to its base.

She continued this for several minutes, every second pure nirvana. The way this girl used her tongue was fucking incredible. You knew you couldn’t withstand her orgasmic assault on your cock for much longer.

“Chaeryeong, I’m close” you managed to mutter.

She gave your tip one last lick before grabbing your cock in her hand and slowly starting to jerk you off. Lubricated by the blowjob, Chaeryeong’s hand slid up and down your shaft with just the perfect amount of pleasurable friction. As her hand glided up and down, she also twisted her hand from side to side, making sure every last nerve ending in your cock received maximum pleasure.

It wasn’t long before the floodgates opened and you shot rope after rope of thick, hot cum all over her hand. The room spun a little as you moaned through the climax. Chaeryeong brought her hand up to her mouth licked your cum up from her wrist to the tips of her fingers. She made eye contact with you and stuck out her cum-covered tongue before she swallowed.

“It’s your turn now,” she said as she stood up and pulled off her shirt. She unclasped her bra and revealed her adorable breasts. You stood up and put your hand on one of them, tracing her nipple with your thumb. You kissed her again while you unbuttoned her pants and pulled them down. She was wearing light pink panties, but the area around her pussy was much darker, saturated with her juices.

She pulled down her panties and sat on the edge of her bed, spreading her legs wide to invite you to have a taste. You crawled toward her and slowly kissed up her thick thighs towards your prize. When you got there you took a few seconds to savour the view. Her pussy was a healthy pink with wet, welcoming folds. She had recently shaved, only a small amount of stubble around the opening. The feeling of your hot breath on her pussy caused Chaeryeong to shudder in excited anticipation.

You finally begin to eat her out, making out with her pussy lips just like you were before with her actual lips. Chaeryeong immediately began to moan and squirm with pleasure. She ran her fingers through your hair, squeezing and pulling it when your tongue brushed over her clit.

In no time at all, Chaeryeong’s moans were increasing in volume and frequency as you brought her closer to climax. Hearing this, you began a relentless onslaught on her clit, licking and sucking on it furiously. Chaeryeong screamed your name as she came, covering your lips and chin in her fluids. As she came down from her peak, she leaned backwards and melted into her bed. She fell asleep soon after.

You covered her the best you could in her blanket, found your clothes and put them on, and then exited the room. You emerged into the living room where you suddenly remembered where you were. There were four other girls in this apartment, and the walls were thin. Maybe they didn’t hear anything you thought to yourself, but then you made eye contact with Ryujin, who was sitting on the living room couch. Her face said it all. They definitely heard that…

#kpop smut #kpop fanfic #itzy smut #chaeryeong smut #male reader #girl group #kpop

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nyxmisfortune · 1 year

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Skipping and Arcades 🌱🌼💐🍄

Paring-highschool Au!Boatem crew x Dragon!reader

Warnings-It’s poorly written

Summary-After deciding to skip school, you and the boatem crew go to the nearby arcade

Notes-This was meant to be part of a series but I gave up on writing it. Also the reader being a dragon is rarely mentioned! The reader uses She/her pronouns.

Y/n woke up to the sun on her face and a very comfortable bed. It’s warm, toasty, and truth be told she didn’t want to get up. She tries to stretch out only to be met with resistance. She looks down to see Scar comfortably laying on her legs, still asleep. Y/n quickly shuts her alarm off before it could wake the others. Her wings ache due to sleeping on her back. ‘I should have moved to sleep on my side.’ Y/n thinks, but looking down at Grian honestly made it worth it.

Grian had clearly made himself comfortable at some point during the night, laying his head on her chest and snoring. It wasn’t loud enough to bother anyone, and if someone else was awake they probably wouldn’t hear it. Y/n gently strokes his hair silently wishing she could always wake up this comfortable.

‘Do I have a crush on them? I don’t think I do-’ Y/n didn’t even get to finish thinking as she feels Mumbo stir beside her. That's about the time she realizes the three boys are all using her as a pillow. Mumbo has his head on her stomach and is very much waking up. Y/n strokes his hair in the same way she was Grian’s an in attempt to get him to fall back asleep.

“Good morning Y/n.” Mumbo yawns. He makes no effort to move despite it almost being time to get up. She looks over to where Impulse and Pearl were only to realize they had gotten up and were now sitting on bean bags and reading. Y/n purrs, although it sounds deeper and a bit more like a growl.

Mumbo finally moves but instead of getting up he just pulls the blanket close to him. Y/n raps her wing around him and Grian, neither Grian nor Scar had woken up. Grian blinks, waking up. “Moring Grian.” Y/n gently coos, tangling her fingers in her hair. He chirps and buries his face in her neck. “It’s time to wake up, it’s almost time for class,” Y/n says. “We could just skip. Call in sick.” Scar grumbles. Scar stretches and clings back onto her leg “Morning Scar. I didn’t realize you were awake.”

Pearl walks over to the bed standing next to it. “Pearl help my legs are going numb.” Y/n jokingly begs. Pearl smiles and lies down on her legs. “Dammit Pearl.” Y/n laughs “Impulseee Help me!” Impulse walks over and lifts Pearl off the bed. “Impulse I can’t believe you would betray me like this.” Pearl pouts. Impulse just smiles and rolls his eyes. “Come on guys get up.”

Grian hides in his wings refusing to get up, Scar pretends to be asleep and Mumbo sits up. Y/n sits up and Grian slides off her shoulder. She lifts Scar, which makes him panic “Oh my void! Put me down! Put me down!” Scar yells. She puts him down next to her “Sorry Scar.” Y/n hugs the man.

Pearl pulls out her phone and googles something “If we’re skipping we could go to the arcade. It’s open till midnight tonight.” Y/n nods “Sounds fun.” Grian had finally sat up. “How are we getting out of the dorms? We aren’t allowed out if we’re sick.” He asks, leaning on Scar. “We live on the first floor, just hop out the window.”

That’s what they did, and they were now in Grian’s car. Impulse called shotgun so he’s in the front and Scar and Y/n decided to sit in the trunk, leaning on the seat in front of them. “My wings hurt,” Y/n grumbles. “Come here,” Scar says, turning toward her. Y/n turns around a Scar starts rubbing the area around her wings. ‘When did I start trusting these people this much?” Y/n wonders.

Y/n leans back into Scar's touch ‘I don’t care, he’s doing a good job.’ Y/n slowly starts purring. “Wait, are you purring?” Scar sounds shocked. Y/n simply hums “‘s nice” Scar smiles “Grian and Pearl have wing issues a lot so I got pretty good at this.” Y/n nods and closes her eyes “If I fall asleep, wake me up.” Scar chuckles and continues what he’s doing.

A while later Y/n is shaken awake by Scar “Y/n, wakey wakey!” Y/n slowly blinks her eyes open “Hi Scar.” She drowsily smiles up at him. She can feel his heart beat faster. “We’re here now.” Y/n nods and rolls off him only to realize how close they are to the open trunk door. “SHIT-”

Impulse grabs her before she hits the ground. “Void Y/n, be careful!” He stands her up and she leans on him “I didn’t realize we were so close to the door, or that the door was open.” Y/n says. Scar gets out of the car and they all walk into the arcade.

Scar grabs her hand and drags her off to go play Pac-man. “Scar, should we at least tell the others where we’re going? They got worried when Pearl and I ran off the other day.” Y/n questions. “Nah! We’re in an arcade, they know we’ll be safe! Plus you're with me so you’ll be fine.” Scar smiles, showing his teeth. His teeth are a bit more pointy than Y/n expected.

“Hey Scar?” Y/n puts a hand on his shoulder as they stop walking “Why do you have so many scars?” Scar looks a bit shocked at her question “It’s embarrassing.” He says, scratching the back of his neck. “I don’t know where they come from. See these ones on my face here? The ones that look like cat whiskers?” Scar points to his cheeks “No clue how they got on my face. Guess having scars just comes with having the name Scar!”

Scar was hiding something but Y/n wouldn’t push. “You can go first, I want to see how good you can do,” Y/n says, waving him toward the machine. “We have a bit of an issue. I need two hands to play.” It takes a few seconds for Y/n to process what he means. “Ohhh. You can just lean on me for support, it’s fine. I already proved I could lift you, so just holding you up should be easy!” Scar looks a little worried as Y/n grabs him by his waist and stands next to him. “See? Not too hard. Just because you're taller than me doesn’t mean anything.” Y/n smiles up at Scar, said smile falling when he doesn’t smile back “That’s not what I’m worried about. People will think we’re a couple.”

“Let them think what they like! As long as your having fun, that’s what matters.” Y/n smiles and presses start on the arcade cabinet. By the time Scar loses, they’re both smiling and laughing like Scar had no worries in the first place. Y/n tries and dies on the first level. “You’re awful at this.” Scar laughs. Y/n just playfully rolls her eyes and drags him over to a racing game in the back of the arcade.

Grian and Mumbo are trying to beat each other, and from the looks of it, Grian is winning. She waits till the game comes to an end to speak. Y/n stands in between the two seats but is still behind them. “We still haven’t gotten anything to eat yet,” Y/n says, resting her head on the side of Grians Seat. “OH, my void! Y/n you scared us!” Mumbo yells and jumps back.

“Sorry.” Y/n apologies “How ‘bout I get you guys lunch to make up for it?” Grian nods “Should we go find Impulse and Pearl?” “What about us?” Impulse asks “OH MY GOD! First Y/n and now you two.” Mumbo complains.

They head over to the small food court and Y/n goes up to order. Once their food is ready Y/n grabs it and sits at their corner table. “Thanks for buying us lunch Y/n.” Impulse thanks her and grabs his food off the tray. “It’s the least I could do, I just met most of you and you’re all being so nice.” Y/n eats one of her fries, and It tastes much better than she thought it would. “It hardly feels like it with how much Mumbo talked about you last year.” Grian jokes, elbowing Mumbo in the side. Mumbo turns red and continues eating, ignoring Grian.

By the time Boatem is ready to leave the arcade, it’s pouring rain. “None of us brought an umbrella, did we?” Pearl asks. “Nope. We just have to run to the car.” Grian says. “Scar can’t run.” Impulse adds. “Well shit. Y/n pick him up.” Grian decides this will 100% work.

Y/n lifts him onto her back and dashes to the car, Scar protesting the whole way. “YOU’RE GOING TO DROP ME.” Scar screams so Y/n can hear him over the rain. “NO, I WON’T!” And she didn’t. They got to the car after the rest of the group and hopped in the trunk. “I’m soaked. We’ll definitely have to change once we get to the dorms.”

#Boatem crew x reader #hermitcraft fanfic #mumbo jumbo x reader #grian x reader #pearlescentmoon x reader #impulsesv x reader #goodtimeswithscar x reader #Nyx writes

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aectpen · 7 months

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STRAWBERRY ✯ 𝙕𝙃𝘼𝙉𝙂 𝙃𝘼𝙊!

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synopsis: 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐥

pairing: Zhang Hao of ZB1 and fem!oc

status: ongoing

chapter 6: fate

hao was knee deep in idol life. it was like there was an event every second for them to attend. even when he did have some free time to go out, there were certain fans interrupting his peace. he didn't leave the dorm as much if it wasn't for a schedule.

rina continued her regular somber life. if she wasn't working a shift at the convenience store, she was either hanging out with haemin or laying around doing nothing. her shifts became increasingly more boring without hao's regular visits with the promise of a fun night. she thought of texting him about his whereabouts, but she knew how hard it was to be an idol. she felt like it'd be insensitive to ask for his time when he has so little.

despite this, she still would send him good night texts as usual. receiving late responses and apologies alongside them. she tried not to take it to heart since she knew he was genuinely busy.

we haven't even known each other for long, why would i feel hurt by this?

ever since she got closer to hao, she slowly began to suppress her feelings for him. sure, she did like him before she knew he was also someone she would become fan of. but, she thought someone like him would never go for her, so what's the point of continuing having a crush on him?

she liked to think the scarce responses wouldn't make her feel bad, but they did. she beat herself up about the fact that she even liked him in the first place. was there even a point of trying to get close again?

rina was spending the day with haemin walking around the city.

"what is wrong with you?" haemin nudged rina. she had noticed her off behavior the past few weeks. she seemed more monotone and less lively.

"what do you mean?" rina hadn't noticed just how different she was acting. she was becoming bored of living the same day on loop. she met someone new that made her look forward to things she would otherwise, but he wasn't there anymore. "i was just zoning out."

"come on, let's do something fun. how about bowling." haemin pulled rina's arm towards a nearby bowling alley. she didn't protest it, after all she did enjoy bowling. rina was the most grateful for haemin. if it weren't for her, rina would probably be a mess. they had been the best of friends since middle school. if there was anyone that would always have her back, it would be haemin.

they played several rounds of bowling and had all types of foods. "are you not embarrassed that i'm so much better than you?" haemin bragged.

"i don't know if you hit your head, but i quite literally beat you."

"well i'm the winner in my heart."

rina dismissed herself to the bathroom to wash her hands. there was a narrow hallway that led to the bathrooms. she could see the figure of someone in the distance so she pulled out her phone, pretending to use her phone while only on the weather app. while not paying attention to what's ahead of her, she bumped into the person, her phone falling out of her hand in the process.

"sorry!" she looked up. "hao?"

"rina!" a smile immediately spreading across his face.

"wow, i didn't think i'd see your face again." rina joked.

"i'm sorry, i was so busy, i should've updated you more. i hope you're doing well."

"no, you don't have to apologize. i understand you're busy. i mean, it's not like you have to spend time with me anyway." rina shrugged, but on the inside she felt like her body was on fire.

"but i want to spend time with you." the burning sensation in her body was quickly replaced by butterflies in her stomach. "we should catch up my next free day."

that one sentence made her stomach do somersaults and he only casually stood there like he didn't just almost give her a heart attack. "well you know where i am on most nights."

"i will definitely be paying you visits again." he smiled. "i'm missing the strawberry ice cream."

"we could always have our ice cream dates." rina mentally slapped herself. she did not mean to say dates, well at least not out loud. "i mean hang outs." she tried to laugh it off.

"no, i like the sound of ice cream dates better."

footsteps quickly approached the two standing in the middle of the hallway.

"is this her?" yujin asked warranting a hush from hanbin.

so he talks about me

"wait, i remember you!" hanbin recalled her name and face from their last fansign.

she didn't know how to act around them, so she awkwardly swung her arms and forced a polite smile.

"you don't say!" she tried her best not to sound sarcastic, but her awkward smile made it sound extremely sarcastic.

"your.. your phone." gyuvin pointed down at her feet. there was the hao photocard in all it's glory sitting in the back of her phone case. as if the situation couldn't get anymore awkward. she quickly shoved it in her pocket. "thanks."

"well!" hao tried to wrap up the interaction.

"rina, what's taking you so long?" the sound of haemin's foot steps grew closer.

"just a minute!" rina scratched her head. "well it was nice to meet you, bye!" she practically ran off.

"i swear she doesn't usually act like that." hao started.

"i think there's more pressing issues. you didn't mention that she was a fan." hanbin whisper-shouted.

"eh, it's complicated." hao shrugged.

"rina, you won't believe what i heard." haemin began collecting their belongings.

"and what is that?"

"that girl over there told me she saw jebewon. it must be fate at this point." rina could hear the smile in her voice without even facing her.

"yeah, i'm starting to think that too."

what were the odds of her not seeing hao for such a long time, but bumping into him merely by chance? he's not an average joe. maybe it really was fate. the way he spoke to her tonight made her think that maybe her feelings for him were actually valid. that she wasn't just a delusional fan. maybe he did like her back after all.

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kitsuvil · 2 years

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"Weakness" - Coincidence?

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"Cross the street, turn right, go straight, take another right, okay, I got it," I quitely recite while traversing the streets. I won't get lost. I admire the new buildings around the city along my trip, imagining how familiar they'll feel once I get used to living here. Once I take the last right, I spot someone that looks like Mona wearing a hoodie. It's absolutsly time to surprise her and get her back for all those jokes she's scared me with.

I get a bit closer, and immediately start running towards her and jump onto her back, tackling her with a hug. But when I hear a young male voice come from the person I just tackled, I freeze while still on his back. I slowly get my bearings and stand up, more embarassed than I've ever been. Even more than that one time I accidentally put a photo of Satoru Gojo nudes in my presentation and forgot about it and... Presented it.

"Hey, I'm really fucking sorry I thought you were my friend, this is so awkward," I address the person I just essentially harassed. "No worries, really, I think it was funny, maybe fate made you mistake me for your friend," He laughs.

"Are you sure? That must've scared you really bad,"

"Of course, here, let me see if I can make you feel any better," He chuckles and puts his hands to his mouth.

"Free hugs! Free hugs anyone! I'm giving free hugs!" He yells in the middle of a large crowd of people. "Why- Why would you ever do that, what are you doing?" I panic. He looks over while still beckoning people to come over, "You can't be the only one who feels and looks like a fool," he smiles.

Come to think of it... He looks pretty familiar?

"Hey, stop, it's fine, really, please get over here and don't make yourself look dumb just for me to feel better," I breathe a heavy sigh.

"I was kinda having fun, I haven't had good hugs in a while," He whines as I drag him towards the side of a store.

"You're incredibly attractive, of course it's going to be fun for you. Who doesn't want free hugs from a hot dude," I roll my eyes.

"I'm attractive?" He looks over and raises one of his eyebrows.

"...Yes? That is simply an objective fact," I cross my arms.

"Thank you nonetheless,"

"Anyways... I hate to say this, but I think I know you? Are you not that one crime youtuber? That does vlogs all the time?" I pop the question that's been bugging me.

"Oh! That you would be correct!" He perks up at the recongition, "How do you know me?"

"I'm actually majoring in criminal psychology at the college nearby, I just moved into the dorms because the apartments where I lived were becoming way too expensive."

"Really? For real? That's where I study for my criminology degree!" He laughs, "I knew it was fate when you jumped me, coincidences like that just don't exist."

"Right... Hey, will it be too much if I ask if we can hang out at the cafe across the street? I'd love to get to know you better," I hesitantly ask.

"Don't you have friends waiting for you?"

"They... They can wait, I know they'll understand. I'd never throw a once in a lifetime opportunity into the garbage like that, I'm meeting a new friend and it happens to be Shikanoin Heizou?"

"Interesting, alright I'm fine with that, I'll be paying though!" He starts heading towards the cafe.

I join in right behind him; as much as I'd like to complain... I did just move, I don't exactly have the funds to spend so casually.

taglist: @griseoo

ty for reading the first chapter! there's more to come, stick around if ur interested <3

summary; Shikanoin Heizou runs a popular crime and conspiracy analysis youtube channel. Y/N is taking college for a criminal psychology degree. What happens after Y/N is searching for their friends in the crowd of a new area that they just moved to, but when they run up to the person they expect to be their friend and wrap them in a tight hug… It happens to be Shikanoin Heizou himself?

#genshin #genshin impact #hoyoverse #fluff #genshin fluff #genshin impact smau #genshin smau #genshin heizou #heizou x gender neutral reader #heizou shikanoin x reader #shikanoin heizou #heizou #heizou fluff #heizou x you #genshin x reader #genshinimpact #modern au #smau

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jlalafics · 2 years

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College themed AU #11 lol

Hello love! Hope you enjoy this little tale of a freshman Katniss and her (hot) resident advisor, Peeta Mellark

11. I took a bunch of free condoms from health services just because I could and they all fell out of my bag at once and now you’re staring at me weirdly

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“How are you doing, sweetie?”

Katniss grated her teeth, hearing the concern in her mom’s voice. “I’m okay.”

“Making new friends?”

She walked distractedly up the steps to the building in front of her. “Uh-huh.”

The automatic doors of the health services building opened as Katniss reached the top and hurriedly walked in, greeted by the sterile white walls and the overhead music in the waiting room.

“Listen, mom. Can I call you when I get back to my dorm?”

“Alright…but Prim and Haymitch are going to be disappointed to not get an update at dinner,” her mom replied. “You know they live for the stories of your college shenanigans.”

“I’ve been at Panem University for three months. I don’t think they’re living for my updates on finding the best study spot.”

“You know they miss you and so do I.” Her mom sighed. “I can’t believe my first baby is in college.”

Katniss snorted. “You say that every time you call me.”

“And I’ll keep saying it until you’re home for Thanksgiving and I can say it to your face.”

“Love you, Mom. Say hello to Haymitch and Prim for me.”

Katniss hung up, tucking her phone into her tote before looking to the front counter. Johanna said that they would be there, free for the taking.

Well, her roommate didn’t exactly say that to her. She was on the phone with someone and was telling them.

Katniss just happened to overhear it.

She walked over to the counter where the clear jar stood, filled to the brim with condoms.

Quickly glancing around to make sure no one was watching, Katniss grabbed a handful…then another before rushing out the door.

As soon as Katniss was outside, she let out a breath. She felt the sweat pooling underneath her olive-green winter jacket as walked back to her dorm.

What the hell was she doing?

This wasn’t her. She wasn’t the kind of person who cared what people thought. She enjoyed reading a good book on Saturday night instead of going to parties like Johanna. She wasn’t a student body representative like Annie, their neighbor, or into rugby like Delly, who was in her physics study group.

She was just…her.

However, Katniss—whoever she was, was lonely.

Katniss was miles away from home in District 12. She was freakishly close to her family. Her mom had her young, like still in high school young, and was more her friend than her sister. Her dad had passed away in a work accident when she was four and her mom was pregnant with Prim, her sister. When Prim was born, Katniss took on the role of caretaker, changing diapers and feeding Prim when her mom needed a break. Prim practically thought of her as another parent.

Then when Katniss was ten, she met Haymitch Abernathy.

He had come into the diner that her mom worked at one rainy afternoon. Katniss was sitting at the counter, taking orders for Sae, the owner and cook. He struck a conversation asking about the specials before finally asking why a kid was taking orders.

To which she replied, “Who else is going to?”

Her mother who was bussing tables came to the counter, she and Haymitch met eyes, and that was it.

Fortunately, Katniss loved the man, too.

Her stepfather treated her and Prim like his own, even tearing up a bit as he moved the last of her things into her dorm.

Now, alone on this vast campus, Katniss found longing for…someone.

And she figured that the best thing she could do was find a companion. She wasn’t looking for a relationship, busy with classes and her job at the nearby café. However, someone who could warm her bed occasionally and get her to relax was much more feasible.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sudden onslaught of rain that was now coming down.

“Shit!”

Katniss pulled her tote closer to her and ran towards the dormitories. She couldn’t afford to get sick.

By the time she stepped into the building, Katniss was soaked and shivering.

The hallway leading to her dorm was empty and the sound of her sneakers squeaking echoed loudly against the linoleum floor.

Katniss was shaking as she got to the door and she reached into her tote, searching for her key—

“Hey, Katniss. Do you need help?”

She turned to find Peeta Mellark, the building’s resident advisor, behind her.

He smiled and Katniss couldn’t help but blush.

In his fourth year at Panem University, Peeta glowed with that confidence of knowing exactly who he was and where he was headed in life. Rumor had it that he was poised to take over Mellark Bakery, his family’s world-famous business which Peeta’s grandfather had started and Peeta’s father had made a household name.

“I-I-I’m fine,” she told him through chattering teeth. “Just have to find my keys—”

Her tote slipped off her shoulder, tumbling to the floor.

She watched in horror as the impact caused everything to spill onto the ground.

Including the condoms, which Peeta’s shoes were now covered in.

Their eyes met and his expression was nothing short of horrified.

“Fuck!” Katniss went to her knees, gathering everything and throwing everything into her bag. “Sorry about that—”

“Let me help.”

Peeta leaned down, his blue eyes full of sympathy, and helped her throw the assortment of condoms back into her tote. They worked quickly, and he even managed to find her keys which he held out to her.

“You’re probably wondering why the hell someone like me needs these,” she muttered, her eyes darting down in humiliation.

“No!” Katniss looked up and met his gaze. Peeta sighed before continuing. “I’m just wondering if there was anything you wanted to talk about.”

They both stood up and Katniss adjusted her tote securely against herself.

“I’m sure you have better things to do than listen to some freshmen whine,” she replied.

“Come to my room.”

Katniss crossed her arms. “Why?”

“Because you obviously need to talk to someone,” Peeta told her. “Plus, about twenty minutes ago, I saw Johanna leading some guy into your dorm.”

Katniss scowled. “Shouldn’t you be doing something about that?”

“As long as she’s being safe and he doesn’t spend the night, I can’t tell her what to do,” he explained. “However, if he’s there past nine then I’ll kick him out. You need your place, too.”

Peeta put an arm around her, leading her to the end of the hall towards the open door of his dorm. She tried not to react to the feel of the boy next to her. Despite being soaked, the side that was pressed against him filled her with warmth and Katniss let herself relax into his hold.

Entering his dorm, Katniss examined the room, her eyes immediately going to his bookshelf. She headed towards it, stopping to look over the titles. Most of them were old textbooks but Katniss was surprised and pleased to find that he had some classics from Nathanial Hawthorne to the Bronte sisters. Her eyes were on Zora Neale Hurston’s Their Eyes Were Watching God when she felt his stare on her.

“I keep some of the textbooks in case someone needs them,” he explained as Katniss turned to him. Peeta handed her a towel. “For your hair. I have some sweats and a t-shirt in my bathroom in case you wanted to change out of your clothes.”

“Thanks.” Her eyes remained on him. Truthfully, there was a lot to appreciate about Peeta—the golden hair swept back artfully to highlight his cerulean eyes, his broad, muscular stature, and a smile that made you feel like you were staring right into a sun, and you didn’t give a fuck that your flesh was probably burning off because it was just that damn beautiful. “Why are you helping me?”

“Because I’m a little concerned about what kind of plans you have with the sheer number of condoms in your bag,” he explained. “Why don’t you change and we can just talk? I’ll make hot chocolate.”

“Will you put some rum in it?”

“You know I can’t,” Peeta chided, his mouth rising in a smile at her disappointed pout. “I can already tell that you’re going to give me trouble.”

Katniss smirked. “You have no idea.”

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Katniss came back into his room, hiking his sweats up since they were huge on her petite frame. She tied the hem of the shirt into a knot and braided her long dark hair while in the bathroom, realizing how much better she felt in dry clothing.

Peeta was sitting on the couch next to his desk, a mug in his hands. “You’re looking a lot more comfortable.”

“Thanks.” Katniss took the mug he held out and took a sip. Closing her eyes, she hummed at the warm, sweet notes of cocoa hitting her tongue. “Of course, the baker boy would know how to make delicious hot chocolate. I don’t even care if you drugged it.”

“I didn’t drug it,” he protested. “And I don’t appreciate the insinuation.”

“Sorry, I forget that people don’t understand my caustic personality.” Katniss joined him on the couch. “It’s not for everyone, thus my lack of friends.”

“You’ve been here for three months, and you have a full schedule,” he told her. “It’s normal to not be social when you’re busy and homesick.”

“You can tell I’m that miserable?”

“I saw you with your family when you moved in.” Peeta smiled in remembrance. “They were all wearing shirts with your face on them. Your mom burst into tears as they left, and your dad hugged you for a full minute before letting go. You held onto your little sister until she stopped crying. You’re someone loved very much, and it can get lonely because you’ve left that behind.”

“Exactly,” she replied. “But I realize that I’m busy and can’t do relationships. So, I made the decision that I need someone to help me get through the rough patches of college life.”

Peeta leaned back against the sofa. “You’re very cavalier about sex.”

“Because it is just physical to me.” Katniss took another sip from the mug. “I don’t need physical love because I already have emotional love in my life. What I do need is someone to help me destress.”

“And you think it can be that easy?”

“Please don’t act like there aren’t guys on this campus just gagging for someone to bang who doesn’t care that they leave in the morning,” she countered. “Not to mention that I’m eager to learn.”

Peeta ran a hand through his hair, laughing wryly. “You’re insane.”

“No, I’m logical.” Katniss gripped the mug. “And I’m lonely.” She looked down. “I’m not good with friendships. I’m not even sure that Johanna likes me around. I think it would be nice to be held and touched by someone even if it’s for a few hours. And I don’t mind learning some life lessons along the way.”

“Life lessons?” Peeta leaned toward her. “And what does that entail?”

“Someone who can advise me on the sex life of a college girl,” she replied primly. “An advisor of sorts who can teach me how to blow a guy but at the same time advise on how to schedule in a lay in-between midterms.”

“Have you ever given someone a blowjob?”

“Once and it was altogether…okay. It was my high school boyfriend and we had sex after that.”

“How did that go?”

Katniss shrugged. “Fine. A little uncomfortable and at first Gale couldn’t find my…entrance. Also, he came super quick which I think meant it was good for him.”

“Huh.” Peeta mused over her words. “Sounds about on par with my first time. I assure you that we get better.”

Katniss chuckled. “I’d like to discover that for myself.”

“Okay then, how about me?”

She raised a brow. “What about you?”

“I’ll advise you,” he explained. “On sex.”

Katniss looked at him in disbelief.

“Why? I’m sure that you’re not hurting for someone to hop on the Peeta train.”

“I’m graduating in a few months, and I don’t need to get into a relationship with someone at this point. You need help and as your resident advisor, it is my duty to ensure that you feel comfortable during your college stay.”

“Are you any good?” Katniss countered.

Peeta reached for her mug, placing it on the table next to him. Holding out his hand to her, he waited until Katniss took it.

“Straddle my lap,” he suddenly commanded, his eyes darkening.

Katniss saw the hunger in his stare and her body responded immediately. She felt the rush of heat to her core and the sudden pebbling of her nipples. Carefully, Katniss approached him and brought her knees to each side of his hips. Slowly, she brought herself onto his lap lining her center just on his crotch.

Peeta was hard against her, and she rocked, feeling the length of him slide along her covered slit.

He grunted, his hand going to her hip and fingers splaying on her ass cheek.

“You obviously have an effect on me, Katniss,” he told her, thrusting up suddenly. A moan fell from her lips and Peeta smirked, his hand reaching to the nape of her neck. “I think I might have an effect on you, too.”

“Fuck…” Katniss rolled her hips against him, the slide smooth because of the slick on her panties. “Please—”

“Yes…” Katniss closed her eyes, jerking herself against the strained erection as Peeta’s hand wandered underneath her shirt. His nose pressed along a peaked nipple, sending spikes of electricity through her nerves. “Yes…” The hand on her hip gripped as he thrust hard against her, pushing against her clit. “Peeta!”

“What do you say?” His mouth went to her neck, sucking against her pulse point and Katniss’ eyes rolled back at the tightening of her core. “Do you want to do this with me?” His hand slid down to her breast, cupping and brushing his thumb along her nipple. “We can take care of each other.”

She heard the tremble in her voice as her body tensed and her climax overtook her.

Something warm spread across her core and Katniss opened her eyes to find Peeta staring up at her, flushed and grinning.

"I think…” She stopped to catch her breath. “…we could come up with a suitable arrangement.”

Peeta reached, drawing her down until they were face to face. He brushed his mouth along hers, his tongue sweeping slowly as he explored.

Katniss moaned, tasting hot chocolate in their kiss. She wanted more. More of this. More of him.

“Alright,” he whispered against her. “Should we start now?”

Katniss laughed before pulling him into another kiss.

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I feel like this could be done right here.

However, I also envision a second part taking place years later where they somehow meet again and there would be scenes of the past interspersed with the present day.

Thoughts?

Also, if you’re wondering—Katniss is (newly) 19 and Peeta is 22.

#daydreamsandcaffeine #request #college!Everlark #rated M #freshman!Katniss #RA!Peeta #everlark #everlark fanfiction #very unedited

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nightfoxqueen · 1 year

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*Inhales deep breath* okay.... here goes:

I wrote this story a while back... and I never really posted my works before... last time I did....well I was in my early/mid 20s and it didn't go so good. However I write quite a bit to relieve stress i just don't post it...I'm too worried my writing is complete crap. Anyway....hope it's enjoyed!

Also....thank you to ViolettDuchess as she gave me courage to post my first story...

~Requited Feelings~

Jade Leech / Reader: Fluff

Disney Twisted Wonderland

Word Count: 1,145

You were crossing the grounds of Night Raven College towards the Hall of Mirrors, where you knew the one mirror you wanted waited for you to pass through. You stepped through it into the Octavinelle Dorm, heading to the Mostro Lounge. You walked quietly as it was night and no one was really supposed to be out of the dorms at this time, you only knew of one person who’d still be there cleaning up because his brother had most likely ditched him. Jade stood at the counter of the bar, wiping it down and putting away the clean dishes for the next business day. As you walked through, the door chimed with windy seashells overhead. He lifted his gaze and smiled lightly as you gently closed the door behind you.

“I’m so very sorry, but we are closed for the evening.” He said and you giggled. “Aww and here I thought a certain eel might be up for a drink with me.” He chuckled and pulled out two short glasses, making a favorite twisted drink of mango juice, pineapple juice and sprite. He sat your glass on a coaster, sliding it towards you as he took and sat his on a coaster in front of himself. “I can only imagine the trouble you’ll be in if Crowley catches you out of your dorm at this hour.” He smirks slightly and you smirk back at him. “Well, I wouldn’t have had to come if Floyd hadn’t ditched his duty leaving you to do all the clean up for the lounge…again.” Taking your glass, you take a sip of the mixed drink. “Oooh this is better this time. I think you might have actually perfected it finally.” He chuckles and drinks some of his as well nodding to your comment in approval. “I’m sorry about tonight…again. Floyd said he had something else come up.” He huffs a bit and you reach forward gently poking his nose. “Not your fault your brother is such a loose cannon.” You said and finished your drink. Jade smiled a bit, taking your glass and cleaning it before hand drying it with a towel and putting it away.

You watched him finish up and check list everything before moving on to a sheet for ordering food and drinks. You followed him, helping him count what they had so he could figure out what he needed to be able to give it to Azul in the morning for ordering. This wasn’t uncommon, you often found Jade and yourself doing this routine quite a lot since Floyd would often just disappear. You liked Jade, quite a lot in fact but you weren’t sure if he actually had the same feelings for you. The only reason you bothered to even come around Mostro Lounge in the first place was to see Jade. When Floyd didn’t disappear from his duties and Jade had free time you both often took a quick walk through the nearby woods or down the mountain a little. You loved hearing Jade talk about the different sort of mushrooms he might have found or other plants he seen that were interesting. To you, Jade was a different sort of man and you didn’t just think that because he was an mer-eel either. Jade had a distinction to him that could make you swoon or scare the living life out of you but regardless you found him attractive.

“I think that completes everything.” Your eyes blinked and you finally realized you had kinda spaced out. You looked over at Jade only to see him putting all the paperwork into a folder and turning down the lights over the bar and over the tables. “I guess I better head back. That way we don’t get into trouble.” You started for the door when music started to play in the lounge, stopping dead in your steps you look around only to find Jade who was only a few steps behind you. Your heart started thrumming in your chest. Jade stood, slightly bowed with his one hand extended. “Would you take to dancing with me? I can’t promise I’ll be extremely good at it though.” You looked at him to see a light dusting of pink spread over his cheeks and he looked at the floor quickly before looking back at you. Blushing yourself you say yes as you take his hand.

He pulls you closely and your head rests against his chest as a new song starts. You smile as you know the song way too well, it being an old favorite of yours. He holds your one hand in his as his other arm is wrapped around your waist. He slow dances with you gently, and you can feel him quiver here and there. “You’re doing just fine you know, you don’t need to be perfect Jade.” He chuckles and he leans his head against yours as you dance to the old song playing just loud enough for you both to hear. “Jade, I….” you trail off and bite your lip, wondering if you really should tell him how you feel. After all, Jade was a bit more refined when it came down to it and you didn’t want to ruin the friendship that you had with him. “If you’re going to tell me you have feelings for me deeper than a friend; I can say the feeling is mutual. I can’t ever get you out of my head.” You look up at him into his heterochromatic eyes and see the feelings you know he has a hard time putting into words. You blush and he puts his forehead against yours. The song is coming to it’s end and you both smile at one another.

“For I can’t help… falling in love with you.”

You both blush and giggle as you had both sang the last line of the song simultaneously and for the first time you lean into one another and kiss. You never thought his lips would be quite so soft and as you pull apart you look into his eyes, “I do really love you Jade, I have for quite a while.” He kisses your forehead, cheeks and nose making you blush and laugh. “I can say I love you as well y/n, ever since meeting you I felt a pull to you I couldn’t quite understand. I’m sorry it has taken this long to realize that I was falling in love with you.” You shake your head and lay your head against his chest. “You realized it, that’s all that matters now.” He leans his cheek against your head and you feel him lightly smile, both of you dancing to the songs playing through the lounge.

“About damn time.” Unbeknownst to you both, the audience of Floyd and Azul watched you both from the VIP room.

#twisted wonderland #disney twst #twst #disney twisted wonderland #Jade leech #octavinelle #jade twst #writing #it's been so long #forgive me #jade leech twisted wonderland #octavinelle vice housewarden #old song #requited feelings #disney jade leech

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incorrectgallaghergirlsquotes · 1 year

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4. The Very First Night by Taylor Swift

@my-own-little-limbo : Spotify Wrapped request! I don't have a number, but could you write something on your most listened to Taylor Swift song?

I sure can! Please enjoy this while Ao3 is down. Update: I think it's back up, but still enjoy lol

Disclaimer: I feel like I'm not doing any of these Taylor songs justice, thought. This song makes me think of Peter/Gwen so it had to be Zach/Cammie guys.

Cammie sat in the window of her college dorm, watching as the first rain of the semester came down. She had no classes today, no need to leave and go out in it unless she wanted to. Despite the way her eyes followed the raindrops that trickled down the window her mind was miles away. Approximately eight miles, if she was being technical.

From across the room, she heard her roommate give a slight snore, jogging her out of her thoughts. Cammie smiled to herself. It was almost three in the afternoon and the other girl was still out cold. It had become something of a routine for them; every weekend the same party and then she would sleep until midafternoon while Cammie went about as normal.

Cammie didn’t mind the parties, in fact, in the beginning she had quite liked them. There was always someone there giving her attention, her college friends not letting her be the wallflower she was used to being. At first, she had let some guy's flirt with her but now she just kept one of her friends within reach. Admittedly it had been a ploy to not look so broken-hearted about her currently hot and cold relationship with Zach. Her friends insisted they knew what she was going through, but it took a while for Cammie to believe it.

Now she found herself with a different problem she didn’t want to admit to them: every road her mind and life took her down seemed to lead back to him. With their hectic schedules they rarely had any overlap but that didn’t mean he wasn’t living rent free inside her head. Those thoughts often took her back in time. There was a nostalgia in the memories of their first few months knowing each other. Back when boys were her biggest problem, and the Gallagher Academy was the best home she knew.

That Cammie and Zach never saw their futures coming. Cammie hadn’t been trying to fall in love and she honestly didn’t think Zach had been either. They were too young, too new at those kinds of relationships to see it coming. But they feel for each other like they did everything else; like children, running headfirst.

Honestly it was amazing they had worked so well for as long as they did. From the outside looking in they seemed built to fall apart, but they always fell back together. Like all the ways they broke the status quo, like coming from their separate schools and their parents...well, that was self-explanatory. Then there was breaking each other's hearts. Cammie leaving, Zach ignoring her, becoming too busy for one another, the list could go on. This wasn’t the first time they struggled with the falling back together part, but it was taking the longest it ever had.

Almost subconsciously, her gaze was pulled over to her desk. She had pictures of herself and her friends on her wall there as well as a polaroid of her and Zach. Taken during their first mission together post-graduation day.

The CIA had put them up in a hotel all the way out in LA. Of course, they managed to keep things strictly about work. During the day. It was their first time without any of their adults or friends getting in the way or nearby. Nobody knew about that night in the hotel. And she didn’t know how they’d ended up in the kitchen, dancing to the music playing in the event hall they had just left. Then Zach had practically chased her through the hallways all the way outside to their car and they all but fell into the seats. They couldn’t get back to the hotel fast enough, Zach had been whispering far too many things to her the whole night that she dared never to repeat.

Okay, so she missed him. A lot. She looked back at the photo. In it, they hadn’t yet changed out of their fancy clothes from the event they had attended undercover, and they were both laughing into the camera. She smiled at Zach’s handwriting on the bottom of the photo. An inside joke for them. That night had reminded Cammie a lot of their actual first time, in Zach’s apartment. She had been lying on his bed and they were about to get into it when she started giggling.

“What?” Zach asked.

“Nothing. It’s just... it’s us,” she laughed again. “If sophomore year me could see me now she’d explode.”

Zach had laughed with her and so on the polaroid of them laughing from a mission a few weeks later he’d written ‘It’s just... it’s us’ on the bottom. It became his go to thing to say to other people despite them not understanding and how it made Cammie blush.

Something possessed her to take the polaroid off her wall. She looked at it a little closer but didn’t see anything she hadn’t already noticed. But then she turned it over. On the back, in Zach’s familiar handwriting was another note that definitely hadn’t been there before.

I miss you like it was the very first night.

Cammie and Zach had more first nights than most couples. There was the first night they met. The first night he spent at her school. Their first date night. The first night they slept together (as in: actually sleeping, in a sleeping bag, in the mountains, before staging a rescue of their friend from the enemy). The first night they spent taking down enemy agents. And their first night together. Somehow not knowing which one he was referring to made it work all the better. He’d left the note there for her to discover when she was missing him, so she’d know he was missing her too. Suddenly, she wished she could fly and go to him. Or physically turn back time to any of those moments in their relationship that were better than the current one.

Well. She couldn’t fly, but her car keys were right there.

As she got outside and headed for the parking garage, however, she realized she wouldn’t actually need them. Because of course Zach was there, heading straight for her dorm. He looked surprised to see her, and surprised she wasn’t surprised to see him. They were simply too in sync for anything else and that was proof enough for her that they would make it through anything.

She didn’t say anything, just walked to him and let him wrap his arms around her instinctively. Zach practically sighed in relief before whispering in her ear, “Do you know how much I miss you?”

Cammie laughed. “I think I might. Where do you think I was going?” He pulled back from the hug, gaping at her. She shut his mouth with a quick kiss. “Take me away?”

She didn’t need to ask twice.

#gallgher girls #gallagher girls series #gallagher girls x taylor swift #gg spotify wrapped #gg fanfic

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regalfairytaleacademy · 8 months

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Founder of Chamber of Secrets [ (Chapter 4) Part 2 ]

At the other side of the world, Irina and Josephine carried a plate of sweet dumplings with yogurt to Naamah, Nathaniel and the classmates. They served it on the dining table. Everyone praised after eating.

Josephine was happy without showing off. This moment Irina remembering the "Pride Peacock" she had often hated.

The dinner over.

Naamah asked for walk around the garden, and everyone agreed. They went to the garden nearby Naamah's house. She showed every plants to them, which are unique things they never seen.

Not long after, she took a look and felt that someone was following them. She hurriedly told Irina in a low voice, "Rina, I have something to deal with by myself, you take them shopping."

As Irina and friends went to shopping, Naamah left the garden and followed something she had glanced. She followed the shadow. It flashed speedily through the town and ran into the forest.

She entered and angrily asked, "I already who you are. Get out!"

A person came to the light. It's a boy who resembling to Barbatos. He smirked at Naamah, and said, "Well, Miss Naamah, it's so long we can see each again."

Naamah contemplated, " Hmph. Of course, Theo."

Theodore is the adoptive son of Barbatos, also the disciple. He and Teresa are twins. Theo likes to make chaos around the Devildom, as he thinks the Underworld should have to be a scarily fun. He also likes to make humans' story of happy ending change into tragic, which was considered as an insane.

Naamah stared at him angrily. She told, "Theo, I hope you know what I want to stop right now."

Theo said, "I know, you said 'don't you and your sister dare to ruin Irina's life again. She has been subjected to many miserable lives.' "

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In Twisted Wonderland, the event has ended. All gathered and cleared the area. Seraphine noticed the look of despair on Valeria's face. She went to ask Celine who was tidying up the tablecloths.

"Celine-senpai, do you know that Valeria is always sad during the event?"

Celine was clueless and respond, "I haven't a clue, Sarah. Why don't you go to ask Val?"

Seraphine denied it. "It's okay, I won't ask her because I don't want to hurt her feelings again."

Afterwards, everyone went back to the dormitory. Valeria walked down the entrance of Paw Pflege dorm with a look of sadness on her face. Entered in the building, the members greeted her when stepped across the side. She pretended to be fine while waving at them.

Entered in the room, Valeria lied on the bed, looked on the ceiling and desperately thinked herself separate from her friends at the events.

At that moment, Flutter took Charisse come to visit.

Charisse sat next to the fairy and breathed softly. "Val-senpai, Flutter had told me everything you and dorm leaders travelled to my parents' universe, also make friends with my relatives."

She said. "Also your pixie said you desired to be a part of your friends at the fundraising event."

Valerie get up the bed and confusedly asked, "How does she told you about this?"

"It's your eyes of the expression talked to her. She felt pity to you that day. Even you had told her of your feelings." Charisse explained.

This make Valeria went distressed.

The nephalem sighed and said, "You're not the person feel this way. One of my relatives also feel he is a part of the family as have a different identity."

"Though he isn't take in same role with them, he still play his role with different characteristics to make people likes him more. Therefore, some people distract him to stop, because they think this is a rebellious way. " She added.

"That's person is an unknown Archangel. He currently live in the Renaissance City of Melodie Kingdom with Pride Lord who's my dad."

Valeria stunned after listened what Charisse say. She remembered that boy who inform about the Pride Lord, asked, "Em... Cherry, did you have a siblings? You never informed this before."

Charisse reacted. "Oh that! I have a brother. His name's Lumiere Locks."

"What?!" Valeria speechlessly said. "So you are also the child of Pride Lord?"

Charisse nodded.

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"Who's the archangel your father with?"

"Em... I only can tell you his pen name, it's Christopher."

Charisse said.

"He's used to be a Seraphim with my father. They were brothers but not related to blood. After the heaven war, when my father fallen a grace, his ex-brother lower his rank to an Archangel for a reason. My father thought it was his fault."

Valeria was very interested after hearing this. "How's their relationship, Cherry?"

"Relationship...um..." the Nephalem said. Recalling the scene, she replied blankly: "No, I'm sorry. My parents don't talk much about their past. But if you want to know, maybe next time I'll take you to see them some day."

[TBC]

#twst #twisted wonderland #regal fairytale academy #rfa #day of hostess roses #story #writing

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valentines ship suggestion No x Vil but its a scheme by Rook

No looks confused at the letter. It's a gorgeous purple paper, with a golden seal--Pomefiore. The beautiful calligraphy on the front, also in a gorgeous gold in the neatest penmanship she's ever seen in her life reads:

No Wei.

Every Pomefiore member she's very familiar with currently, technically, lives with her--and honestly things are really starting to settle out but this is definitely the extra-flavor that exists with that dorm. Having the Housewarden for Pomefiore live here, too, and the Vice, has been difficult--actually, it's TWO sets, but Scarabia can apparently manage pretty well with the two heads of dorm living there part time.

But, well, a pretty seal is broken with a pocket knife. Opening it, she pulls out the letter curiously. It is a thick, old-style parchment written in again, purple ink.

No Wei,

I doubt there are enough written words to apologize to you. And, admittedly, I realize that you prefer action than lip service. Please join me for dinner at the time described below, my treat. I'd like to start making it up to you.

I am truly sorry for all that's happened.

Vil Schoenheit

Huh.

Dinner.

That's a restaurant in the village... Well. She can manage that with her bus pass. She checks through some things... there's enough money on her bus pass to cover the trip, and she has some nicer clothes to wear. No doubt Vil would pick something fairly nice.

It's still cold, so she can definitely get away with winter wear, too...

Well. Dinner it is. At least, she'll give him the time of day. They do need to fix what's going on--or they'd probably end up killing each other.

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Vil frowns at the letter on the makeshift desk he has to live with. Meals and slumber here have been difficult, even with the imported bed roll and other creature comforts. Honestly, there's been several nights he's just gone back to Pomefiore, especially when he has early days because living in this hovel full time is horrid.

Fine, fine, he does understand the prickliness of No now, but still! She's a terror!

But, a letter? Vil Schoenheit scrawled--it's fairly neat at least...

Plain, simple...

Vil,

I know we are only starting to come to understand each other... and now you know things. Could we have dinner and talk?

The details are transcribed.

I had the boxes enchanted, so just mark to let me know!

Sincerely, No Wei

Well. What harm is there? He marks yes. The letter sparkles.

Well, he makes sure his schedule is set.

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"Well, Rook," Vil starts as he works over the schedule, "mark the evening of the fourteenth as blocked out. I have dinner."

"O-ho~? With whom~?" His Vice Housewarden is so curious, of course.

"No Wei. It's a mid-level establishment... I assume there are coupons involved, considering. Politely--" He looks around first. No one is around. "--she invited me out so we may reconcile more. I refuse to let her pay, of course." A tut, shaking his head.

"Oui, oui, of course... so, what are you wearing, beautiful Vil?"

Vil pauses. "...I will decide wardrobe later."

"You should bring flowers for Reine du Non." An affirmative nod. "A token of a new friendship! Beaut!"

That IS a good idea.

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With the busy schedule, admittedly, Vil has no time to talk down details--but the letter was clear on date, time, and location, and if nothing else she IS punctual.

Not quite a fully put-on suit. An overcoat, a button-up, a stylish tie, gloves, pants, and shoes. He has to look gorgeous and be winter ready with the fresh layer of snow. Considering about ten minutes before he went to Pomefiore, No had gone off bundled up--it means she's on the way via bus.

He'll take her back in the car, then.

She looked... nicely done up, at least, as nice as she gets.

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"The reservation is under Schoenheit, but he isn't here yet." No stands nervously in front of the hostess. She had to jump into the nearby bookstore's bathroom to change into something more... nice? She can't really look feminine at school. The make-up too was a bit of an embarrassing endeavor. It's been a long time since she's gotten ready in a restroom. And, of course, she bought a novel to offset the use.

But it feels really nice to have her hair up and some make up on. The outfit is a nice button-up, with a skirt she had found and bought on impulse at a thrift store. The school ribbon in her hair, tights, and dress shoes--also a thrift store find. It's nice. Not--super stylish or in trend, but nice.

It's nice to feel pretty.

"Oh, come this way." The woman informs. "The other member of your party is already here."

"Oh--good!" No feels a little... nervous.

Well, she has ever right to be. Vil looks stunning. As per usual. It's ridiculous. He's too pretty for a man. It's bullshit.

But, the hostess pulls out the chair for her, and she takes a seat. Feeling... nervous? Why?

They've never really had pleasant time one-on-one.

"Hi." Yeah, even she knows that was lame.

"--and if you think for a second you're going to use some coupon special, I've already put my card down for the check." Bossy, as always. Well.

"--alright." Well, the letter did say--but uh. Yeah, he would make sure to re-iterate that, wouldn't he.

Vil sighs and shakes his head, and offers a simple single-flower bouquet. A beautiful white rose. "And--for you."

Hesitantly, No takes it. It's--absolutely gorgeous. A perfect white rose. And it smells wonderful! Admittedly, she really DOES like flowers. And it's been a long time since someone's given her one. Fine, yeah, she's smiling. "Thanks, Vil. It's lovely."

Then, he produces a vase; a wave of his wand puts in water. "So it doesn't wilt during our meal."

A nod, and No puts it in carefully, admiring the bloom.

---

Well, this is a very surprising turn out. A skirt on No Wei! It hits home how much of a girl she actually is, with a fairly nice-fitting blouse, a skirt, tights, and shoes? Oh, yes--the make up too. That is certainly a girl when she's cleaned up. It really puts into perspective the efforts she goes through to hide her sex and the skewed perception of being at an all-boys-school.

Interesting.

There's some nervousness to her too--but how her blue eyes light up at the rose means they are stepping in the right direction.

Rook was right, and of course flowers do usually make girls happy.

The cuisine is French, and once they get the menus, No looks a little lost. Well, she IS from a foreign world.

"I have an idea." He ventures gently.

No slowly looks up at him. "Yes?"

"How about you have what I'm having."

There's a pause. "That works."

"Wonderful--the bisque, the Coq au vin, and of course the cheese course. Maybe dessert after if we're up to it."

No nods, agreeably. This is nice.

---

No takes in a breath as she sets down the menu and sips her water. In all honesty, there's a big relief. This is nice, a little awkward, but nice.

The table is really small, making this a pretty intimate setting. She's not really sure what to do with her hands so in her lap they stay. It was nice of him to invite her to dinner, though this is a BIT fancier than she expected.

Yeah, no, they would've gone for street kabobs if it was on her dime though and with the dieting Vil might've died.

The order is placed, at least.

"You look nice today." A compliment! It's startling.

"Thanks... um... you look great as always." It's true.

"I do try. You've cleaned up quite well."

"It's... uh, a rare opportunity..." This is so awkward.

"I--know." Oh good, HE'S awkward too. "..."

Awkward silence.

---

It is awkward, they spent an entire semester basically hating one-another and here they are--considering No's apparently the queen of friendship, he didn't think this reconciling part would be so difficult. But, he is the older, wiser member of this... "I am sorry. How... I found out, and better yet, our relationship until now. I didn't act my best in any aspect, and you did deserve better."

"I'm sorry too." She replies immediately. "I'd like to be friends, Vil."

"...Me too."

---

Dinner is so good! No hasn't had this food before, and it is surprisingly delicious. Maybe there is something to this French Food (it is not as good as American cuisine). Honestly, it's also nice to chat with Vil. Go over the game plan for the SDC, and overall just be amicable with one-another. It makes this whole event a lot more stressful and more tolerable.

It's really nice.

She thinks maybe they could've been friends a lot sooner if they just sat down and talked.

"If you won't tell, I won't tell about dessert."

"Considering Ace dumped his laundry on mine today and said it wouldn't be a big deal if I did his too, yeah. Dessert sounds great."

Vil sighs. "So that explains the clothes in the snow."

"I washed them... It's just he's going to have to dry them." He deserves it too, in her humble opinion.

"Well, I recommend the Poire avec orange. I think you'll like it."

"Then let's go with that."

---

The suggestion was a good choice! No looks absolutely delighted with the dessert. A sweetened fruit, not as heavy in calories or sugars as many other choices--and a bit of a cheat day is necessary. Morale-wise, and considering what he's been blind too all this time when it comes to her... she needs it.

Plus, after the SDC not only will the prize money be donated to Ramshackle, he is going to personally oversee the repairs and bring up the conditions in a Housewarden meeting. This is a ridiculous scenario. A student should have never endured such conditions. What was the Headmaster even thinking putting a student there, let alone a girl!?

Wait.

He can't out that part.

It hits him this really is a secret he must keep.

---

The meal is done and No lets out a slow, careful breath. Content with both the food and the experience. It's been really nice with Vil. Honest to goodness nice. "I've had a really good time tonight, Vil, thanks. Though--I do have to go soon. The last bus leaves in twenty minutes."

Vil's eyes roll. "No, we're going back in a car. I can't let you go alone this late in the cold."

There's a moment to hesitate, but she nods. "Well, alright. Then I'm in your care."

The waiter arrives with the check, and Vil barely glances at it before he signs. He stands, picking up the vase. "Let's go, No. I'll wait for you outside so you can change. I've got wipes in the car for your face, so don't worry about the make up."

Honestly, she really likes this side of Vil. So this is why his students like him so much...

---

Rook cannot help his grin as he watches the pair leave.

They had such a lovely date~ He cannot wait to see how this further blooms.

His perfect Roi and Reine.

#vil schoenheit #no wei #yuu x vil #vil x no #valentines day twst #twst fic #twst writing #twst fanfiction #twst writings #anon asks

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skylarmoon71 · 9 months

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Lex Luthor (Smallville) AU Chapter 18 -Final

Like most vacations, you need to return to the real world. Your parents are all hugs and kisses, and Lex takes the remainder of the week off to join you on campus for a while. You’re ready to get back to work, and it’s even better when you get out of class and Lex is there waiting for you. He’s still carrying around that laptop of course. Work never stops.

You both meet at a cafe. He’s already ordered your drink and you smile when you get over there.

“Sorry it took so long.”

You take a seat with a grin, leaning over to whisper.

“Kind of hard to speed around with so many people.” He smiles.

“I’m glad you’re being responsible. “

You lean back with a grin and Lex takes a sip of his coffee. He’s working on some project, and it’s then you seem to notice a few eyes on your table. You tilt your head to get a gist of some of the whispers.

“That guy is so hot and he looks like a billionaire.”

“Is that her boyfriend?”

“Isn’t that Lex Luthor, I heard he’s loaded. “

“She looks so plain.”

You tune out, shaking your head. Lex is oblivious to the words. His legs are crossed as he’s casually running through his work. You’re not naive. The both of you are polar opposites. You really wish you could say it doesn’t bother you. Wherever he goes, attention is drawn. You can’t help but feel a bit insecure.

Maybe he senses the unease, because his eyes lift. He scans the area. You know he sees it now. He closes the laptop. You fidget in your spot, because you know he’s going to say something sweet and supportive.

Lex places the laptop down and leans over. You’re stunned when he kisses you. Right there. His hand slides behind your neck and you blush. The hushed voices seem a bit louder now. He nibbles on your lower lip and when he pulls back, he smirks.

“That should give them something to talk about. Let’s get out of here.”

At this point you’ll agree to anything. You nod and he takes your hand, whisking you away.

It feels nice to be away from prying eyes. When you’re back in the comfort of your dorm.

“My roommate is gone for the weekend so at least we don’t have to worry about that."

You weren’t sure you could deal with anyone else fawning over Lex right now.

“Oh, trying to get me alone.” Your cheeks flush.

Because the plan was to share the bed tonight. Lex is staying in a hotel nearby so you know he can return to it at any time

“T-That’s not what I was trying to do!”

He just laughs.

“You can walk through fire and lift cars but when it comes to this you’re so easily rattled.”

He likes teasing and you huff. Somehow it adds to your insecurities and when he sees the crestfallen expression he moves closer.

“I was only joking. I’m sorry did I go too far?”

You shake your head with a sigh, taking a seat on the bed. Lex follows, waiting for you to speak.

“It’s just lately it feels like I have to prove why we’re together. I know you’re older and you’re more experienced in a lot of ways. The longest relationship I’ve had was with someone I convinced myself was the person for me. But so much has changed and I just..I feel like a kid sometimes being next to you. I know it’s not your fault. It’s just irritating."

He understands. Even Clark had some insecurities. Chasing after Lana for years. Constantly going through trials and sometimes losing the people close to him because of his powers. His secret. He supposed living a life like that made certain doubts hard to escape.

“The both of us are still trying to figure this out. I can’t say that I have all the answers, but the one thing I’m certain about is how I feel about you.”

You look up, and it just reinforces what he already knows.

“I’ve never been able to be fully myself with anyone but you. I rely on you in ways I didn’t think possible. I have doubts the same as you. One thing you should never doubt is us. I don’t care what others think or say. You’re the one I want to spend my life with.”

His words are a shock. You know how strong your feelings are for him, but hearing him admit that is better than you expect.

Your look of surprise catches up to him. He looks away.

“I’m not trying to trap you in a long term commitment or anything like that.” You smile.

Because now he’s the one feeling a bit unsure. It’s cute how he tries to skillfully play off those words. You realize that there will always be times where you’re not sure what to say. How to act. But it’s clear that what you have with Lex, it’s real and beautiful.

“How about we compromise, whenever either of us feel those thoughts creep up, we do this.”

You take his hand in your own, and you press a kiss to the back of his palm.

“We just be there, to listen, support. Love.”

He couldn’t have said it better.

Lex mirrors the action, leaving a kiss at the back of your hand.

“Promise?” He whispers.

You smile.

“Promise.”

#lexluthor #alternate universe #lexxreader #friendship #smallville #abilities #kryptonian #love #relationships #mutualfeelings #mutual respect #trust

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when petals fall | bangchan

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ch. 4 ~ when you get caught

Three days passed.

Chan went through day after day of busy schedules, and Sakura did as she pleased between teaching her classes. Both went on with their lives as if their every night were not spent talking for hours by the river side. As the clock stuck 12 each night, the pair found themselves sharing simple stories or listening to music in silence.

Nothing felt rushed or pressured. In those early hours of every morning, time went at their own desired pace. Slowly. Without complaint. And when the stars began to bid farewell, so did they.

Now, Chan lay asleep on the small couch in his studio, with his hoodie bundled up beneath his head as a pillow. Arms curled over his chest as it rose and fell gently, finally getting a few hours of rest.

A nudge to the leg was what rudely woke him up this time, but he kept his eyes closed. The nudge came again, harder this time.

He groaned, tempted to throw his makeshift pillow over his head. The temptation deepened when the lights were suddenly turned on, visible through his still shut eyes. “Turn it off, Jeongin,” he moaned, wiggling around to face the back of the couch.

“I will do no such thing.”

Chan froze. A string of curses ran through his head upon recognizing the voice.

Shit.

“I know you’re awake, hyung,” the voice came again, lower than the last time.

Slowly, the leader rolled back around, catching the eyes of a frustrated looking Aussie. Felix stared down at the eldest, a defined frown imprinted on his face. He wore grey sweatpants paired with a dark hoodie one of the members had gifted him the year before. He looked tired.

“Again?” Was all he asked.

“What do you mea-“

“I know Jeongin has been covering for you, hyung. You haven’t been coming back to the dorms after our schedule finishes.”

“I’ve been stuck on the same song this whole time,” Chan admitted, not mentioning the entire truth. But Felix knew better.

“I know you put your everything into every song you make for this team, but ‘your everything’ doesn’t have to include every drop of blood and minute of missed sleep, Chan. We’ll do just as well whether or not you finish early every other night. You know this isn’t healthy, and we need you at peak health right now.”

“I know, Lix, but-“

“No ‘but’s, hyung. You need to get more rest.” Chan opened his mouth to protest, but was cut off. “At home. Not in your uncomfortable desk chair, and not on that small couch. In your own bed. Okay?” A frustrated sigh left the other Aussie as he tugged on his blonde waves. “Send your schedule to me, I’ll be here as soon as it ends. We’ll head back to the dorm together.”

Chan wanted to protest, but Felix was already out the door and out of sight. With a groan, he let his body fall backwards, bouncing slightly on the leather. Chan threw his hands up to rub the tired out of his eyes, trying to ignore the guilty tug in his stomach. He never intended to make the others worry, but work was work and they knew that he didn’t put anything less than 100% into his work.

Looking at the clock hanging at the other end of the small room, he realized that he still had a few minutes to spare before he had to head to group practice.

I wonder…

Reaching out blindly for his phone laying somewhere on the nearby desk, Chan felt around until his fingers slipped across the smooth screen. He held it up to his face, and opening up the fifth chat from the top.

>> Chan: So, Felix just grounded me :(

On the other side of the river, a vibrant laugh fell from the girl’s lips, already picturing the pout that was no doubt on the boy’s face. Felix was a ray of sunshine, but he knew how to be serious when it came down to it. And you’d probably have to do something really bad to get JYPE’s patented sunshine boy to be that mad.

Taking a quick glance around her full classroom, Sakura typed out a response.

>> Sakura: Christopher Bang, what did you do this time?

>> Chan: Was the use of my full name really necessary? I feel like I’m being scolded by my mom.

Sakura shook her head, stray tendrils of hair pulling loose from the low knot at the back of her head. Oh, he was definitely pouting now. Before she had time to question Felix’s ruling, Chan sent another message.

>> Chan: He caught me asleep in the studio.

>> Sakura: You never went home after we spoke?

>> Chan: I never do.

Fingers froze over the illuminated screen. Sakura reread the last message he sent her. He never went home? But we stay out until such early hours. She thought about how he had been coming every night for the last week, never seeming tired. No eye bags, no excessive yawning. Just sparkling eyes and hours-worth of conversation between the pair. She had just assumed that he would go back to his members when they parted ways.

The device vibrated in her hands, startling her. Another message.

>> Chan: Sakura? You still there?

Then another.

>> Chan: …I’m about to be scolded again…aren’t I?

>> Sakura: You haven’t been going home?!

>> Chan: Wow, would you look at the time, I need to go walk my ferret.

>> Sakura: Don’t use Hyunjin as an excuse, mister. We’re talking about this.

>> Chan: Oof o_o

>> Sakura: Why haven’t you been going home? Did something happen with the members?

>> Chan: Nothing happened, I swear. I just…its embarrassing to say.

>> Sakura: Spill, Christopher.

>> Chan: -_-

>> Chan: I always feel more myself after we talk, like I have more energy than before. My head feels clearer and I get more done. You get me out of slumps that would usually set me back days. Idk, Sakura, those nights with you just makes things…easier.

Sakura abruptly dropped her phone onto the table in front of her, hands shooting up to cup her face. Scalding, just as she expected. She fanned her face in an attempt to eliminate the redness, knowing well that she was failing miserably. How was he able to so calmly say something like that when it made her shake?

“Itõ-sunsengnim, are you okay?” A little voice called from behind her. Her head spun, facing the room of kids now looking up at her with curious eyes. She blushed hard, nodding.

“I’m okay, Yuna. Just getting a bit warm. Should I open some windows to cool us all off?” Small heads bobbed up and down before returning their attention to their finger paintings. Dropping her phone into the large front pocket of her paint-splattered shirt, Sakura strode towards the row of windows at the far end of the class. Once they were open, she sighed. The breeze caressed her face in soft, cool kisses, drifting down her neck and shaking the material of her open shirt.

There was another vibration.

>> Chan: Sakura?

>> Sakura: Yes, Christopher?

>> Chan: You stopped replying.

>> Chan: I thought I made your heart flutter so badly that you passed out or something.

Sakura rolled her eyes.

>> Sakura: Don’t get cocky, kid. I was busy with a student.

>> Chan: …I’m literally older than you.

>> Sakura: Says the one who just got grounded like a kid :P

>> Chan: You’re mean over the phone :’(

>> Sakura: I hope Felix drags you home by the ear tonight.

>> Chan: I plan on sneaking out before he can get me.

>> Chan: Complete ninja mode.

>> Chan: Can’t miss one of our nightly encounters, now can I.

There it was again. That flutter in her chest.

>> Chan: Anyway, I have work to finish.

>> Sakura: Shocker

>> Chan: No need to be snarky -_- See you tonight, smart ass

Chan tucked his phone into his pocket with a smile, making his way out of the studio. With light steps, he prepared himself for a long day of stress and sweat, but the thought of seeing her later was enough to ease his mind. And suddenly, the work day couldn’t end soon enough.

Chan pouted at the figure leaning against the wall opposite his studio door. Felix had been waiting for him there, unbeknownst to the older Aussie.

<3 <3 <3

“Let’s go, hyung. A warm meal and full night of sleep awaits you.”

Chan sulked, walking behind the other boy with a frown on his face as they made their way through the building. He pulled out his phone, sending a quick message to the girl he had been thinking of.

>> Chan: He caught me before I even had a chance to try.

Her response came almost immediately, causing him to smile.

>> Sakura: You’re one lousy ninja, Mr Bang.

>> Chan: You’re not supposed to take his side :(

>> Sakura: I kinda do have to. He is my bias, you know.

Chan stopped dead in his tracks. He reread the message, looking between a still walking Felix and the open chat. Something in his chest twisted, and a sudden urge to tackle the other male came over him. With his friend still oblivious to his texting, he continued to type.

>> Chan: Well, this friendship was nice while it lasted. Have a good life, traitor.

>> Sakura: You’re adorable.

>> Sakura: Felix is not my bias.

>> Chan: Better not be -_-

>> Chan: Its obviously me, right? Right?

>> Sakura: I can neither confirm nor deny that statement without my lawyer present o_o

>> Chan: it has to be me, you’re not allowed to look at anyone else in my group.

On the other end of the conversation, Sakura rolled her eyes at the idol’s response. He was a childish male through and through. She found it adorable.

>> Sakura: No need to be so possessive, Christopher.

This time, there was a longer pause between replies. Sakura returned her focus to the book she had been reading before his message, skimming over the words as she waited. When the next vibration was felt, the girl found herself struggling to tell the captivating words of her novel apart from those of the boy she had been texting.

>> Chan: You’re mine, petal. Better get used to it ;)

Someone cleared their throat, snapping Chan out of the daze he found himself in. Looking up, he caught his friend looking between the phone in his hand and the smile on his face. Chan slipped the device into his pocket before rushing to catch up, hoping that no questions would be asked. And for a while he was right. The pair got into the elevator and watched as the doors closed in front of them.

“You’ve been pretty invested in your phone lately,” Felix stated, eyes focused on the small screen lighting up as they descended with the numbers flashing. “Usually, it takes a phone call or two just to get you to take your eyes off your laptop.”

Chan felt his body heat up. “I’m not sure I know what you mean, Lix. I think I’ve been checking it a normal amount. But I guess I have been talking to Hannah more recently, but that’s just music related.”

Felix hummed softly, the corner of his mouth pulling up a hint before he covered it with a cough.

“If you say so, hyung.”

“Felix-“

He was interrupted by the ding of the elevator as it arrived on the ground floor, both doors gliding open smoothly. Felix moved to exit the box, stopping just past the doors and saying, “Didn’t know you blush like that while talking to your sister, hyung.” Without waiting for a response, the younger started skipping away from the stunned leader.

Wait…did he really…

Only when the doors began closing did Chan rush forward, slipping a hand into the gap to stop it from shutting completely. When the gap was wide enough, he squeezed through, jogging after his friend. Once he reached the main entrance, he spotted Felix leaning against the black van waiting for him. Decked out in a simple grey hoodie and jeans, the male looked effortlessly expensive. The night air ruffled his exposed hair, gently pushing loose locks out of his face, showing off the soft freckles that complimented his sharp facial feature. His eyes were narrow and mischievous, his expression daring the older to say something about his previous comment. To prove him right. Instead, Chan huffed in a childlike manner, climbing into the open van and sinking into the seat farthest from the door and his smug group mate.

The car rumbled to life. Chan watched as the city flew by outside his window, thinking about how different the same sparkling buildings would have looked if he were sitting beside the river with her.

And in that moment, at the edge of the Han River, sat Sakura. Alone in the dark, the girl used a portable lantern to see the graphite lines marking the once empty pages of the book resting in her lap. The pencil felt almost weightless between her fingers, each stroke easier than the previous one. And with each stroke, the mess of lines started to form a face. The strong bridge of a nose. Two pinched eyes. The curve of a mouth between a pair of deep dimples, one darker than the other. With every line, the face staring back at her became more familiar. Her pencil froze, attention fixed on the dark pupils.

She felt her phone vibrate. Ignoring the piercing gaze, Sakura checked her screen.

>> Chan: Pretty sure Felix is camping out in my room tonight, so don’t wait up for me.

>> Sakura: I wasn’t going to…

>> Chan: Ouch :( here I thought you were missing me

>> Sakura: So sensitive

>> Chan: Just admit that you’re actually bored out of your mind without me right now

>> Sakura: Whatever helps you sleep at night, Nemo

>> Chan: Don’t stay out too late. It’s not safe.

>> Chan: Good night, Sakura

With one last ‘good night’, Sakura slipped her phone back into the safety of her pocket. Turning back to her unfinished piece, she couldn’t help but smile

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