#August 29th Word Set

[melancholy-of-nadia]

love u lately (m) #1 | myg/knj/pjm

title: love u lately​ chapter title: #1 - lavender haze​ pairing: yoongi x f. reader, namjoon x f. reader, jimin x f. reader (yoonminjoon x f. reader) rating/genre: m (18+) ; smut ; college/university au , pseudo frat! bts; best friends! yoonminjoon friends to lovers; summary: In the midst of your college journey, life takes an unexpected turn when you find yourself moving into a "pseudo frat" house with your childhood best friends Namjoon, Yoongi, and Jimin. The college experience you envisioned seems promising, but as Namjoon and Jimin get caught up in flings, their focus shifts away from you, Yoongi, and everyone else in the house. The strong bond you once shared starts to feel strained, leaving you to question your feelings and changing dynamics. Though, the haze of a single night at a party sets off a chain reaction of emotions that leaves you grappling with a question you never thought you'd ask—could you be in love with all three of them? warnings: pwp, swearing, making out, subtle body worship, penetration, cunnilingus, CONSENSUAL!! sex, nipple play, breast play, overstimulation, mutual orgasm, touch of aftercare, frustration bc guys are dumb sometimes note: thank u to @daegudrama (as always) for beta reading and editing my fics. much appreiciated. this is the first fic series i have written in 10 years (i used to be in the anime/pokemon fandoms lol) so i apologized if it isn't that great, but i will keep improving! note 2: this is also for the yoonminjoon stans !! such an underrated subunit! total word count: 8.3k drop date: august 29th, 2023, 1:00pm pst cross posted on AO3 here | Series Masterlist | #2 →

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October 4 (Thursday)

The morning sun streams through the blinds, gently coaxing you awake. You catch the aroma of sizzling bacon wafting from the kitchen as you continue to fight the urge to sleep in longer.

With a quick stride, you open your door to find your close friends, Yoongi and Jimin, seated at the dining table, enjoying breakfast. Their subtle waves are met with your ecstatic waving. You glance at Namjoon standing near the stove wearing a tank top and basketball shorts. He tends to the bacon in the pan as it sizzles and pops. 

"Joon, could you set aside two pieces for me?" you call out, causing him to jolt as he hadn't noticed your presence in the room due to him being in zen focus trying not to burn everyone’s breakfast.

He sighs, shoulders slumping. "You better hurry and brush your teeth, or I might let Jungkook have the rest once he's out of the shower in a few minutes."

Nodding, you hurry to the second bathroom in your home to prepare for the day, aiming to grab some fresh homemade breakfast before your noon class.

This spacious house has been your shared sanctuary with your childhood best friends – Kim Namjoon, Min Yoongi, and Park Jimin – since the start of your second year of college in September. Last year, some older guy friends from your hometown who went to the same college as you lived at the house originally. Then over the summer, your best friends moved in with them to take summer courses and on-campus internships. You got added to the mix when you were desperately trying to find housing as the university waitlisted you in favor of the 29,000 new freshmen they admitted to the campus who they prioritized housing for. After looking at expensive off-campus apartments and sketchy leases, the boys couldn’t bear seeing you struggle and potentially homeless, so they let you live with them in their 4 bedroom home. Your housemate Seokjin gave up his single room, with a bit of hesitation, so you could live comfortably. The rest of the boys share rooms with each other. 

With eight people living together, the house unofficially earns the nickname "Beta Tau Sigma," or the “pseudo frat”, as some people around campus called it. While not officially recognized as a fraternity due to various complicated reasons, the BTS house still became known for its "poppin’ house parties” hosted by your lovely housemate Jung Hoseok last year. 

Your friendship with Namjoon, Yoongi, and Jimin goes back to a little over a decade ago. Namjoon became your next door neighbor as a kid, eventually he introduced you to Yoongi who was a family friend of his, and finally, you all befriended Jimin when he transferred to your middle school. You all remained close during high school. Namjoon and Yoongi, being a year older than you and Jimin, graduated and went to college. Eventually you and Jimin graduated, and the two of you got into the same college a few hours away from your hometown as them and attended together. 

However, moving in with a bunch of men was something you prefer that people didn’t know about you. You wanted to avoid any rumors being created, especially considering the guys living with you are popular among the girls at your campus. If there is something that you don’t miss from high school, it is the petty drama and baseless rumors people make to tear others down. For now, people assume you are living in the dorms with your only female friend: Hwasa. You always think that it’s for the best things are this way. You decide not to think too much beyond that, despite the probability that a few people are catching on to the fact that you probably do live with these guys platonically.

After washing up, you enter the kitchen again, taking a seat next to Yoongi who is engrossed in his Twitter feed. He finally acknowledges your presence.

"Took you long enough, huh? Don't you have Stats at 10?" He quips.

You scrunch your eyebrows at him. “Good morning to you too, Yoongs?” You retort playfully. “No stats today. It’s Thursday so I have Finance at noon!"” You exclaim loudly to the room. 

Groans resonate through the kitchen. Yoongi's teasing backfires, much to his chagrin. Taehyung descends from upstairs, puzzled by the commotion in the room.

“What’s wrong with her finance class?” He asks innocently. 

"There’s nothing wrong with the class, but it's the classmate in that class!" Namjoon sighs, leaning on the counter after placing your bacon and avocado toast plate on the table.

"Lim Jaebeom," Jimin snickers, promptly earning a discreet kick from you under the table. "Ow! Hey! No need to resort to violence! Hey! I’m only speaking facts!” He winces as he holds his knee up and rubs the pain away.

Lim Jaebeom, also known by everyone as JB, is the cute guy you met in your Macroeconomics class last year. He is popular as a member of a real fraternity, Gamma Omega Tau and the professional frat, Kappa Psi Pi (or JYP, as some called it?). Part of both fraternities, he radiates talent as a business major and an underground SoundCloud artist on the side. While your interactions remain class-related, he greets you often outside of class even after the course finished, much to your best friends’ annoyance.

Over spring semester of last year and the initial weeks of the current fall semester, you’ve developed a small crush on Jaebeom. Though when it comes to your love life, it’s been a few years since you’ve had some kind of thing going on. There’s only been two people so far: Wonwoo, captain of the Men’s varsity volleyball team who you slept with once when you boldly asked him if he would take your v-card. You and your best friends were going through an experimental era during your junior year of high school. They teased you a lot about being “innocent” but were left speechless when you told them what you’ve done. They said that was the end of the experimental era. Later on you also found out he’s your housemate Jungkook’s cousin. 

The second guy is Yeonjun. You don’t like to talk about him much, but he was in the same year and you guys talked often (much to Namjoon’s dismay). He was your fake date at your housemate Seokjin's brother's wedding the summer after you graduated high school. One thing led to another and you were sneaky links for a while. It didn’t end well though.

"She's got eyes for JB, but is too scared to make a move," Jimin teases, earning him another kick under the table to which he dodges.

"In case you forgot, it took you a month to see Irene Bae wanted you so badly," Taehyung rolls his eyes while a hint of a smile tugs your lips as you struggle to suppress your laughter seeing him call out Jimin.

The Jimin and Irene power couple relationship goes back to spring semester last year. Taehyung needed Jimin to go on a double date with him to the Psi Gamma Epsilon Formal, which is the co-ed fraternity that Taehyung’s girlfriend Jennie is in. While you have many mixed opinions about Taehyung’s tastes when it comes to women, you hate that he influenced some of those tastes on Jimin. Thus, Jennie introduced Jimin to her friend, Irene (the Sigma Mu Epsilon Campus President) and the rest is history. 

Though, you weren't aware that they were dating until a month ago when they had already been dating for three months. You are not sure how they managed to hide it from people for a while.

“Ya!! How was I supposed to know that getting asked to eat ramen together on a Friday night meant anything BUT eating ramen.” Jimin sighs as he gets up from his chair. “Maybe you should ask Jaebeom out for some ramen.” He playfully suggests, emphasizing Jaebeom's name, sending your face into a blush.

"I'm not interested in sleeping with him!" you protest, cheeks burning. In Korean slang, sharing ramen implies spending the night together. You’d rather romantically share ramen like the spaghetti eating scene in “Lady & the Tramp” than fuck him and ruin your friendship.

“Isn’t that what he’s known for? Sleeping with girls, taking sex polaroids, and plastering them on his frat bedroom wall? Taehyung butts in, since he too, knows of Jaebeom’s lifestyle like everyone else on this campus does. You, of course, are aware of it too, which is why you haven’t bothered to try your chance with him. 

“Exactly why I’m okay being the nice friend saying hi from across campus when he says hi instead of becoming a faceless polaroid in his room of him giving me backshots.” You cross your arms as you roll your eyes at him.

“Please don’t give me mental images of that.” Yoongi finally speaks up, groaning at your words again. You playfully elbow his side at your remark. He covers his face immediately as he feels himself blushing at these thoughts.

“Well, when you decide to get the balls to do something, I shall be here to give you advice. Just let me know.” Jimin says as he grabs his bag from the couch and heads to class with Taehyung, leaving you with Namjoon and Yoongi. 

“Wow, can you believe him? He thinks he can talk big now that he’s dating little Miss Sigma Mu Epsilon’s President Irene.” You let out an annoyed sigh as you take a bite out of the avocado toast Namjoon gave you.

At first you were excited for one of your guy best friends to be in a relationship again after years, but that excitement was short-lived as you noticed Jimins’ absence in the house became more evident. He would either be at his dance club, studying in the library, or spending the rest of his freetime with Irene. Maybe doing all of the above with her. 

When you and your best friends were in relationships or flings in the past, they promised that they would never leave or ignore the group to prioritize those other people first.  And they were always true to their word.

But as of lately, not anymore. While you once were used to having Jimin at home or at the dorm common area with the guys for Friday Night Game Night, this sight was slowly becoming a memory. It’s hard to admit how these subtle changes of seeing Jimin prefer to do other activities saddens you. You eventually decided to bottle up your feelings of sadness, not wanting them to see, and focus on other things filling up your plate.

Namjoon wasn’t paying attention to what you said as he uncontrollably smiles at his phone with a Kakao talk chat with someone pulled up, making your eyes narrow at him. 

“O-Oh, sorry. I was texting Jihyo.” he admits blatantly, before widening his eyes at what he just said. “What did you say?” Namoon glances at you briefly.

“Park Jihyo? Your group project partner slash sex–?” Yoongi narrows his gaze at Namjoon, before he quickly launches to cover Yoongi’s mouth. 

What? Is this seriously another sudden revelation incoming this early in the morning? You didn’t think you’d spiral into a pool of further questioning the future of your friendship with your guy best friends. Especially when it comes to Namjoon dating the campus’ kindest angel, Jihyo. Compared to Irene, you don’t have anything snarky to say about Jihyo. You admit she is better in hundreds of different ways than you. You wonder if your friends’ recent dating or fling escapades are a sign of a bigger issue in your friendship with them. You wonder if Yoongi’s also hiding someone away from your sight.

"So you’re also seeing someone?" Your pout is playful, but a hint of disappointment peeks through. "Don't tell me you're bailing on Friday Night Game Nights just like Jimin…"

Namjoon's response carries a weight of hesitation as he takes a thoughtful pause, considering his next words carefully. "Well, kind of…" His words hang in the air for a moment, a sense of complexity in his tone. "It's complicated... and no, I won't be skipping Friday Night Game Night every time like Jimin... except for this week."

The curiosity in your expression is mirrored by Yoongi's raised eyebrow. “What’s the excuse that you so kindly will be telling Yoongi and I?” you ask, the intrigue evident in your voice.

“Well actually, I may need to borrow the house so I was wondering if you guys could have Friday Night Game Night somewhere else.”

“Why should we go somewhere--” As you begin to protest, an epiphany interrupts your words, causing them to taper off. A realization dawns, connecting the dots between Yoongi's earlier comments and the direction this conversation is taking. “Wait what!? KIM NAMJOON YOU-!” 

“You’re seriously going to sexile everyone in this house?” Yoongi's words burst forth interrupting yours, his laced with a mixture of genuine surprise and a hint of humor. His widened eyes are concealed behind a hand that covers his mouth, almost as if he's trying to stifle his amusement at the sudden request.

Namjoon lets out a chuckle, his expression playful as he confirms, "Potentially! But I'm not sure yet. I might go back to her place, but I wanted to keep my options open so we could..."

Your voice cuts in before Namjoon can elaborate further, a mix of jest and sincerity in your tone, "Okay, okay, okay, I get it! We'll move game night somewhere else then!" The words rush out of you as you shield yourself from whatever details might follow that your ears weren't prepared for. You shoot Yoongi a look, seeking affirmation. "We’ll figure it out..right, Yoongi?"

Yoongi doesn't miss a beat as he follows up with a response laced with dry humor, “Right. I really don’t want to hear my best friend fucking while I’m trying to relax at the end of a stressful week.”

A blush creeps onto your cheeks, and you playfully reprimand Yoongi, your palm meeting your face in an exaggerated facepalm, "Yoongi, please spare us from any more visual details." Your laughter mingles with a hint of embarrassment, but you quickly regain your composure. "But thank you for letting us know, Namjoon..."

Namjoon's easy smile returns, and he jests, "Have fun without me, though. I know Jin and Jungkook will keep things lively without me or even Jimin there."

Even without any truly scandalous events transpiring, an air of awkwardness hangs over the conversation. The remainder of your breakfast passes in silence, each of you lost in your own thoughts. Eventually, you rise from the table, making your way back to your room to prepare for class, which looms just an hour away.

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By the time you come out of your room again, only Yoongi and Jungkook are in the living room doing last minute assignments. You assume Namjoon already left for class with Hoseok and also figure Seokjin left even before that. He’s the only person in this house taking 8am classes. 

This is the norm. On Thursdays, you walk with Yoongi to class, as his class is in the same building as yours. Sometimes, Jungkook joins you guys when he procrastinates the hour before class to finish assignments. 

“Are you ready to go? Jungkook’s done now.” Yoongi gets up from the couch already expecting your response to be yes. Jungkook looks up from his textbook to give you a thumbs up.

“Yep, all ready to go.”

The three of you step out onto campus, engaging in conversation that weaves between the events of the week and the anticipation of the impending game night. As you discuss plans, you consider the limited guests—Namjoon engaged with his "complicated" fuck buddy situation, Jimin on his weekend outings with Irene—leaving only you, Yoongi, Jungkook, Hoseok, Jin, and Taehyung for the upcoming Friday Night Game Night. At least you thought it was just the 6 of you.

Jungkook interjects, scratching his head apologetically. "Oh, by the way, I forgot to mention earlier, but Taehyung and I are going out bowling and drinking with the Woogas on Friday..." His voice trails off with a sheepish smile, his plea for forgiveness evident in his gesture. The Woogas were a group of grad students who were close to Taehyung.

Surveying the group left, you pose a question, preempting any plans that would end up getting canceled. "Anybody else have plans?"

Jungkook takes a bit to contemplate, his mutterings finally clarifying the situation. "I remember Jin hyung texting the gc that he has a Kappa Psi Pi chapter till 9:30 tomorrow—pledging's keeping him busy. He might go out with his frat brothers afterward for drinks. Hoseok is out of town tonight for a competitive dance tournament with the uni dance club."

A collective sigh of resignation hangs in the air as you and Yoongi register the inevitability—it's just the two of you for the upcoming Friday night. Your expressions communicate mutual understanding, as if exchanging an unspoken acknowledgment that it won't be just this one time moving forward.

You bid farewell to Jungkook as he heads off to his own class, then turn to Yoongi with a hopeful glint in your eyes, silently urging him to weave his magic and devise a plan to fill the void left by your absent friends.

"Maybe we could hit that popular bar downtown? What's it called...Arena?" Yoongi suggests, a hint of excitement lacing his words.

A shake of your head expresses your skepticism. "On a Friday night? I heard too many weirdos go at that time, Yoongs.” 

“Then, why don’t we go house party hopping? We haven’t done that since freshman year.” He smirks, as he adds the nostalgic suggestion.

The words "house party hopping" elicit a mix of memories, both good and not-so-good. It's a ritual familiar to college freshmen to excessively drink and dance at multiple parties in one night, but it gets too difficult to do through the rest of undergrad. You, however, have only done this activity of going to multiple different parties in one night, twice. 

The first time, things went smoothly when Yoongi, Namjoon, and Jimin went to five different house parties on the frat house row. The second time was not so smooth. Contrary to popular belief of Beta Tau Sigma, everyone at the house are light-weights when it comes to drinking, with Yoongi, Jungkook and Taehyung probably being the strongest drinkers of the bunch. That night of house party hopping ended with Namjoon and Jimin getting drunk and losing their student access cards at one of the five houses you went to. Because they couldn’t get into their dorm, you and Yoongi had to carry them back to your dorm and have them to stay at the dorm’s study lounge for the night. At some point, you all almost got caught by the dorm RA making their nightly rounds to make sure everything is good. Yoongi quickly excused all of you being cramped in the small room as “studying for an accounting midterm”, to which the RA didn’t question anything further after hearing the words “accounting” and left you alone for the rest of the night.

Based on that experience, you are reluctant to even try doing that again. However this time, it is just going to be you and Yoongi, the most mature ones in the overall friend group. Or at least you like to think so.

"Well, considering how the last time went..." Your voice trails off, your narrowed eyes revealing your internal debate. "I'll think about it more and let you know."

Yoongi nods at your response and you both say goodbye as you part ways to class.

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Entering your finance class, You secure a seat near the door and the front board, a vantage point that lets you observe the classroom's dynamics. Today, however, your routine is disrupted when someone unexpectedly occupies the seat next to you. 

As you set up your notebook, your gaze lifts, revealing Jaebeom sitting beside you. A faint flutter tugs at your heart, a pulse of anticipation racing through your veins. A steady stream of thoughts races through your mind, echoing, "This is definitely sus." You've consumed enough romance novels and coming-of-age stories to recognize when circumstances take a pointed turn. You've shared casual conversations and greetings with Jaebeom, but sitting next to each other is unprecedented—there's surely more to it.

A subtle "Ahem" draws your attention, and Jaebeom turns to face you, his eyes meeting yours. "Hey, Y/N… do you mind if I sit here today? I left my glasses behind, and I can't really see from my usual spot."

Your reassurance carries a softness as you reply, "Hi, Jaebeom! Of course, no problem." A smile graces your lips, and he returns it, dispelling the suspicions you had entertained. So you guess there’s no special reason for sitting next to you. 

The rest of class goes by smoothly, but you can’t help but to think that Jaebeom has something else to ask you about. The overthinking from your wild imagination is getting to you. As the class concludes, you hurriedly pack your belongings, eager to continue with your day. Yet, before you can make your exit, Jaebeom's voice halts you in your tracks.

"Hey! I've been meaning to ask," his words are loud, receiving attention from your peers, "Do you have any plans for tomorrow? The Gammas are hosting a party, and I was wondering if you'd be interested in coming."

Bingo. This is exactly what you’ve been waiting for. Not an invite to a party per se, BUT now you suddenly have something to do with Yoongi tomorrow night after being ditched by everyone else. 

“I’m down to go! I actually changed plans with a few friends so I don’t have anything to do tomorrow night.”

Jaebeom's response brings an even wider smile to your face. “Then I’ll see you there! You can bring a friend with you if you’d like.” And with that, you and Yoongi are definitely booked for tomorrow night.

With those words, your plans for tomorrow night are sealed. The newfound excitement has you beginning to wonder whether it’s actually alright to go considering Yoongi feels indifferent towards Jaebeom. You decide to call him about the plan on your way to the library for your daily fix of iced tea.

Dialing Yoongi's number, you initiate the conversation. "You and me, Gamma Omega Tau house party," you declare, your voice laced with anticipation.

His response holds a curious tone. "...So, I'll take that as a yes to house party hopping."

Chuckling, you clarify, maintaining your stance. "Well, we could do that if you're set on it," You explain, continuing your lowkey refusal to repeat that experience. “...but I actually got personally invited to the GOT party by Jaebeom.”

Yoongi's groan resonates through the line, conveying his reluctance but also a willingness to compromise. "If there's free booze and a chance to catch up with some other friends, then count me in."

“That’s perfect!” Excitement in your voice is clear to Yoongi as you both finalize plans for tomorrow night. Perhaps it’ll end up being a fun night for the both of you compared to what everyone else was doing instead. The upset feeling from all the sudden changes continues to linger in your chest, but you brush it away with the hopes of getting wasted on Friday.

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Friday comes by like a quick breeze. The day passes in a blur of classes, assignments, and hanging out with Yoongi and the rest of your friends. Evening comes around, and you find yourself getting ready for the Gamma Omega Tau party. You choose a cute yet comfortable outfit consisting of a revealing v-bar black tube top and ripped boyfriend jeans, hoping to strike a balance between looking good and feeling at ease. After a bit of makeup and fixing your hair, you are ready to head out.

You walk over to knock on Yoongi’s bedroom door. He opens the door revealing his outfit: a black tank top, acid-washed ripped jeans, and a black leather jacket to top it off. It definitely makes him exude his signature nonchalant charm. As he greets you with a nod, you can’t help but feel a flutter of excitement for the night ahead. You guys look so hot and would definitely make the other guys jealous of your totally awesome alternative Friday night plans if they were here.

The two of you make your way to the party a couple blocks away on frat row, the streets buzzing with energy as students get ready to party for the weekend. The Gamma Omega Tau house is alive with music, laughter, and the glow of colorful lights. You both enter the party, and immediately the atmosphere hits you—a mix of pulsating music, chatter, and the distinct scent of alcohol.

Yoongi heads to the makeshift bar in the kitchen to get drinks, while you decide to explore the party on your own. You bump into a couple of familiar faces from classes, exchanging greetings and catching up briefly. Some of these faces included Hwasa, your only dear female best friend who you haven’t seen much since moving out of your shared dorm freshman year. She is a little busy taking shots with who seems to be your old dorm floor neighbors Soyoon and Jieun. But overall, the night is young, and the anticipation of what it could bring is building up inside you.

A little while later, Yoongi returns with drinks in hand—something colorful and sweet for you, and something stronger for himself. You clink your cups together before taking a sip. The music is loud, and bodies are moving to the rhythm all around you. It was a sight to behold—the carefree spirit of college life on full display.

As the night progresses, you find yourself playing various party games, dancing a little with Hwasa, and meeting new people she introduces you to. Yoongi seems to be enjoying himself from a distance, laughing and chatting with a group of guys from his music class. He occasionally watches you from afar to make sure you don’t get lost or that something even worse doesn’t happen. Frat parties can be dangerous after all. It makes you feel a little happy that he does these little things and shows how much he cares about you. More than you thought before. However, there’s a sudden moment in the lively ambience when you start to feel a pang of loneliness. A sense of being adrift in a sea of unfamiliar faces.

Time seems to slip away as you’re lost in the lights, and before you know it, you are on your third drink. The alcohol is starting to take its effect, making you feel warm and a bit more uninhibited. Maybe this wasn’t the best choice. Maybe partying is not what you needed tonight to get your mind off of things. 

And these thoughts are only amplified with the next thing you see. In the corner of the crowded kitchen, you catch Namjoon and Jihyo making out, and your heart races. You suddenly excuse yourself from the group you are chatting with and head towards the front door, seeking some space to clear your head. 

However you stop yourself from bursting out of the open door. Instead, you lean against the wall, trying to steady your breathing. The noise and chaos of the party feel overwhelming now rather than numbing your thoughts from earlier. You clutch your cup as you look around, feeling like an outsider in your own surroundings. It’s in this moment of vulnerability that someone bumps into you, spilling their red jungle juice all over your clothes. You look down at your stained jeans emotionless.

"Oh, I'm so sorry!" the girl exclaims, looking genuinely apologetic as she hands you some napkins. Your vision is blurring and you can’t tell if you know her or not. Her voice sounds familiar though.

Though, you manage a weak nod letting her know it was fine. It is in that unfortunate moment that you see your crush, JB, appearing out of nowhere walking in your direction. In the several hours you’ve been here this is when he decides to show up?! Your heart continues to race faster as he approaches, his eyes locking onto yours. Not right now, you plead to the gods internally that he isn’t coming towards you. But he does.

"Hey, Y/N, are you okay?" JB asks, his concern evident in his voice as he looks you over.

You feel a lump forming in your throat, not wanting him to see you in this state of vulnerability. Your eyes well up, and you fight to hold back tears. This isn't how you want him to see you, at your lowest point, struggling to keep it together.

Just as you are about to break down, a strong hand gently takes hold of your left arm, pulling you away from JB. You are led into the dimly lit hallway, away from the noise of the party. Not many people looming in this area. The door to the bathroom opens as someone leaves, and the person guides you inside before locking the door behind you.

Your visions starts to focus fully again. And you see…

It’s Yoongi.

His presence is a lifeline you forgot that you needed moments before.

"Y-Yoongi!" The exclamation trembles in the air, a mixture of surprise, relief, and the weight of your unraveling emotions.

In the dimly lit bathroom, you finally let your guard down, the tears streaming down your cheeks. Yoongi is momentarily taken aback by the intensity of your reaction, but swiftly recovers. He extends a napkin from his pocket, offering it as a gesture of support. His features, though, oscillate between concern and puzzlement, his brows slightly furrowed.

"Hey, what's wrong?" he asks softly, his voice a comforting presence in the midst of your turmoil.

You take a shuddering breath, trying to gather your thoughts. The alcohol is making it hard to articulate your feelings, but you manage to explain how seeing Namjoon and Jihyo had triggered a sense of loneliness and panic within you. Jimin dating Irene in what seemed to be a serious relationship also has you spiraling. It all makes you question the stability of your friendships and fear that you are slowly losing the people who once meant the most to you. 

Yoongi listens intently, his gaze unwavering as he lets you pour out your feelings. When you are done, he leans against the sink, his expression thoughtful.

"I get it," he says, his voice soft but steady. "Change is hard, and sometimes it feels like everything is slipping away. But you know, life just keeps moving forward, and people change, I guess. But it doesn’t mean Namjoon or Jimin are leaving you behind."

You nod, sniffing as you wipe away your tears. "I know, but... it's just overwhelming seeing everything unfold."

He reaches out and gently tilts your chin up, meeting your gaze with his warm eyes. "You're not alone in this, Y/N. We're here for you, and we're all figuring things out as we go along."

His words strike a chord within you, a sense of comfort washing over you in the midst of your emotional storm. Yoongi's presence feels like an anchor, grounding you when everything feels chaotic.

Then, without warning, he looks at you intensely and asks, “Since we’re having this conversation, I’m questioning whether you like Jimin based on what you just said…"

You blink, caught off guard by the sudden change in topic. "What? No! Jimin's like a brother to me. A reliable brother who understands me pretty well…” You pause a bit and mumble, “Well at least he used to."

He nods, his gaze unrelenting yet thoughtful, as if he's trying to read between the lines of your response. But then he asks another question that left you momentarily speechless.

"What about Namjoon?"

You hesitate, your mind racing. Your feelings for Namjoon have always been a bit more complex, and you aren't sure how to put them into words. Namjoon was your first friend out of the trio of him, Yoongi, and Jimin. He was 7 when he moved in next door from Korea as his dad got a new job working as a Chemical Engineer for an energy company in the US. You got along well with him as kids who both played Pokemon games and he was the only person you could trade with. He’s also the one who gave you his shiny purple Wailmer from his Pokemon Emerald. Eventually as you got older, you both came to enjoy reading books and art history. What does he mean to you?

Before you can muster a response to that, Yoongi suddenly adds another question, his voice gentle yet persistent. “What about me?”

Your gaze flickers to him, and you find yourself locking eyes with him. Then you quickly look away, focusing on the purple lighting in the bathroom. 

This questions starts to add new thoughts that you hadn’t really considered due to your worries about Namjoon and Jimin. However now, the intensity of this current moment is almost overwhelming, and you feel a swirling mix of emotions within you. Yoongi's proximity, his unwavering gaze, and the weight of his questions are all converging, pulling you into a realm of introspection and vulnerability.

Yoongi seems to sense your uncertainty, your inner struggle. He steps closer, his presence enveloping you. His gaze remains fixed on yours, his face just inches away from yours. The air between you is charged, heavy with unspoken words and unexplored emotions. "You can tell me," he urges softly, his voice a gentle whisper that brushes against your skin.

As you look into his eyes again, your heart races. The alcohol has lowered your inhibitions, and in this moment, everything feels so intense, so raw. You try to form words, but they fail you. Instead, you let your gaze speak for you, letting your emotions flow through the unspoken connection between you. Suddenly Namjoon and Jimin are blurring away to only afterimages in your current state of mind. All you see in great focus is Yoongi right now.

Without another word, Yoongi closes the distance between you, his lips meeting yours in a gentle, tentative kiss. The world around you fades away, and all that matters is the warmth of his touch, the taste of his lips, and the rush of emotions that swirls between you.

The kiss is a silent confession, a release of feelings that have been building up for far too long. When Yoongi finally pulls away, his forehead rests against yours, his breath slightly uneven.

"Y-Yoongi..," you whisper, a mix of surprise and wonder in your voice.

Yoongi chuckles softly, his thumb brushing against your cheek. "Sometimes, things don't need to be said. They just need to be felt."

As you stand there, locked in each other's gaze, you realize that this unexpected turn of events has brought you closer to Yoongi in ways you didn’t anticipate. It’s a new chapter, a chance to explore something deeper and more meaningful between you.

With a gentle smile, he leans in to kiss you again, and this time, there is no hesitation, no uncertainty—just the promise of a connection that has been there all along, waiting to be acknowledged.

And so, in the dimly colored bathroom of the Gamma Omega Tau house, amid the sounds of distant laughter and music, you and Yoongi quickly unite lips once again.

As the intensity between you and Yoongi grows, the bathroom seems to shrink around you, leaving only the two of you enveloped in a bubble of shared emotion. His lips press against yours with a newfound urgency, a hunger that mirrors the feelings you have both kept hidden for so long. The taste of him is intoxicating, a blend of sweetness and warmth that sends shivers down your spine.

His hands find their way to your waist, pulling you closer to him. The touch of his fingertips against your skin sends a wave of electricity through your body, igniting a fire deep within you. Your own hands instinctively move to his chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath your palms.

The kiss deepens, a passionate dance of lips and tongues that leaves no room for doubts or reservations. Yoongi's fingers trail up your back, the sensation making your breath hitch. The world outside that bathroom seems distant, irrelevant, as your focus narrows down to the connection between your bodies and the raw emotion that flows between you.

A soft moan escapes your lips, a sound that seems to fuel the fire burning between you. Yoongi's lips leave yours, trailing a path of heated kisses down your jawline, his warm breath sending shivers across your skin. His hands move to your hips, pulling you against him, and you can feel his own desire pressing against your abdomen.

With a mix of urgency and tenderness, he captures your lips once more, pouring every unspoken word and hidden longing into the kiss. Your fingers thread through his hair, tugging lightly as his lips explore your neck, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. Your heartbeat pounds in your ears, each touch, each sensation sending ripples of pleasure through your body.

The soft fabric of your clothes seems like an obstacle now, an unnecessary barrier between your skin and his. Yoongi's fingers deftly work at the buttons of your tube top, his touch leaving a trail of fire along your exposed skin. Your breath hitches as his lips find the sensitive curve of your neck, his teeth grazing your skin gently, causing a shiver to course through you.

In a moment of boldness, your hands move to the hem of his shirt, pulling it up to reveal his bare chest. Your fingers trace the contours of his muscles, feeling the rise and fall of his breath beneath your touch. His lips find yours once again, a hungry, fervent kiss that speaks of the intensity of your emotions.

With a skillful touch, Yoongi lifts you up onto the bathroom counter, the cool surface sending a shock through your body. He stands between your legs, his hands moving to cup your face, thumbs brushing over your cheeks as he gazes into your eyes.

"I've wanted this for so long," he murmurs, his voice rough with desire.

You can only respond with a breathless nod before his lips crash against yours again. Not fully understanding the words that just left his mouth. The kiss deepens, a mixture of passion and tenderness that leaves you dizzy with sensation. His hands explore every curve of your body, memorizing the feel of your skin beneath his fingertips.

Your own hands aren't idle either, roaming his chest and back, reveling in the sensation of his skin against yours. The heat between you was undeniable, a magnetic pull that draws you closer with every passing second. And in that bathroom, amid the swirling emotions and the touch of your lips, you feel an unspoken promise taking root—a promise of something more, something real and beautiful.

The outside world fades into insignificance. The party, the noise, the worries about Namjoon and Jimin and everyone else—all of it melts away, leaving only the two of you and the intensity of this moment. As you hold onto each other, lost in the depths of your feelings, you know that this is a turning point that will permanently alter your friendship with Yoongi.

As the kisses between you and Yoongi continue, the electricity in the air grows stronger, pulling you both further into the depths of your shared desire. Every touch, every caress is a testament to the unspoken connection that has been building between you for so long. It’s as if the universe has finally aligned, allowing you to explore the feelings that have been simmering beneath the surface.

A soft, almost desperate, sound escapes Yoongi's lips as he reluctantly pulls away from the kiss, his forehead resting against yours as he tries to catch his breath. His eyes, dark and intense, lock onto yours, and you can see the raw emotions swirling within them.

"We should... we should get out of here," he murmurs, his voice rough with a mixture of longing and uncertainty.

You nod in agreement, feeling a rush of excitement and nerves course through you. This is a pivotal moment, a decision that could potentially change the course of your relationship. With a shared understanding, you both turn away from the party scene and make your way through the crowd towards the exit.

The cool night air hits you as you step outside, a welcome contrast to the heated intensity of the party. Yoongi's hand finds yours, his fingers intertwining with yours as you walk side by side down the dimly lit streets. The silence between you is charged with anticipation, every step bringing you closer to a new chapter in your story.

When you finally arrive back at the house, the atmosphere is different—quieter, more intimate. Namjoon didn’t come use the house like he said he would yesterday, you briefly recall. Maybe that’s a good thing. The GOT party is still in full swing, he is there with Jihyo, but you and Yoongi are in your own world here with no one to stop what is happening. The journey up the stairs to your shared house feels like a blur, your heart racing in anticipation of what is to come.

Once inside, you both head straight to your bedroom. The air is thick with tension, the unspoken yet silly question hangs in the air: Is this really happening? As you close the door locking it behind you, the outside world fades away, leaving only the two of you in the cocoon of your own space.

Yoongi turns to you, his gaze searching yours for reassurance. Without a word, you step closer, closing the distance between you. His hands find their way to your waist, pulling you gently against him. The touch of his body against yours sends a shiver of electricity through you, a reminder of the desire that has been building between you.

His lips find yours again, a kiss that holds all the pent-up longing and emotion that have been simmering beneath the surface. The taste of him, the feel of his lips moving against yours, is intoxicating. His hands roam your body with a reverence that sends waves of pleasure coursing through you.

With each kiss, each touch, the world around you fades away, leaving only the intensity of the moment. The bed is just a few steps away, an inviting sanctuary where you could explore the depths of your connection in private. Without breaking the kiss, you take his hand and lead him towards the bed, your heart pounding in anticipation.

As you stand at the edge of the bed, your eyes meet Yoongi's, a silent agreement passing between you. With a mixture of urgency and tenderness, you begin to undress each other, the air heavy with the weight of your shared desire. Yoongi's touch is gentle, his fingers tracing every curve of your body as he reveals the skin beneath your clothes.

Soon, you are both standing before each other, bare and vulnerable, yet completely unburdened by the weight of your emotions. You shyly stare down at Yoongi’s dick, admiring its pink, veiny appearance. It looks very girthy, potentially filling to the core. You're embarrassed to admit you might have imagined Yoongi naked before. When you were a middle schooler curiously imagining bodily differences between you and your male friends. But now seeing his beautiful body before you brings some excitement to your soft skin, some heat rushing through your core and nearly down your thighs, onto the floor. Your mouth suddenly dries and you feel self-conscious that your expression may be as plain and eager as it might be. He clears his throat, but that makes him more embarrassed. You bite your bottom lip, unsure of what to do.

He takes your hand and leads you to the bed. Yoongi's lips find yours once more, a kiss that speaks of promises and possibilities. With a gentle push, he guides you onto the bed, his body following yours as the kiss deepens.

The softness of the sheets beneath you, the heat of Yoongi's body against yours—it is a sensory overload, a symphony of sensations that leaves you breathless. You feel the cold sweat of his skin on yours as your bodies press together. His lips are against your jaw and your hands are exploring his body as much as you can with your legs around his hips. He climbs down to your mound and opens his mouth letting his warm, wet tongue lap over your clit. One of Yoongi's hands finds purchase on your hip to help you move with him while the long fingers of his other hand tease your enterance before pushing inside. His hot breath on your clit and his fingers inside you makes you want to beg for more. But the sensation is so intense it has rendered you speechless, the only noise to leave your mouth is a choked, muffled groan that only urges him further.

His tongue on you feels too good and you can only let him explore. You are enjoying the sensation and the way his fingers play your body like an instrument. You let out a loud gasp when you cum, your whole body arching towards him as pleasure washed over you, your thighs tightening around to his back. You feel your insides clench and throb as your orgasm washed over you in waves.

Yoongi smirks at you for a second as he lifts his head, removing his fingers from inside you. He climbs up your body until he reaches your lips. Your hand wraps around the back of his neck and you kiss him with fervor. You taste yourself in his mouth and it makes you hungry for more. You feel the pressure in your abdomen again, desperate for more. His body is hard, but not to the point of being uncomfortable. It’s a gentle pressure, a delicious tension that makes you want more. 

"Y-Yoongi... I need more.." You whimper against his mouth, your tongue running over his bottom lip before you pull away and look into his eyes. "Please, I need more..."

"I've got you, angel." He whispers reassuringly before he moves away briefly to retrieve the condom he keeps handy in his wallet in case he ever needs it. The new nickname catches you off guard as he usually tends to call you Sunshine unless you’re having a serious conversation, like earlier. However you kind of like this name.

He opens the package with his teeth and rolls the rubber on himself. You whimper when you feel the head of his cock press against you. He slowly pushes inside, but it’s enough to make your head spin. His length fills you perfectly and you can feel yourself pulsate around him. He makes his way slowly inside you, pushing deeper until he is completely inside you. He then rests his forehead against yours. You look into each other's eyes and the intensity of his gaze is almost enough to make you cum right then and there.

"You're doing so well for me," He speaks softly, his voice hoarse with arousal. His praises pull a moan from your lips you can't supress.

He slowly pulls out then pushes back in watching as his cock disapears inside you. He pulls out again and does the same thing. His thrusts become faster with each time he pushes back inside. As your moans become louder, his thrusts become more eager. He adjusts himself until he finds a position that has his cock hitting your g-spot with each thrust, your legs lifting over his hips and your hands roaming his body to keep yourself grounded.

Yoongi's leaves small kisses along your neck and down to your breasts as he continues to fuck you. He acts carefully with each action he takes, and makes a point to watch your reaction for the slightest sign of discomfort. He never stops praising you, whispering how good you were for him and how much he loves having you like this, taking all of him. His sultry low voice is making you even more sensitive and it’s a bit overwhelming, but it somehow helps make your depressing thoughts from earlier at the party disappear. With him, you felt safe and cared for.

His hands come to cup your breast and you cry out as your body arches towards him. He keeps one hand cupping your breast and takes your nipple between his fingers and gently pinches it, eliciting a softer whimper from you. 

You pull Yoongi against you closing the gap between your bodies, your fingers grip his hair tightly as you cry out, your insides clenching around him. Your back arches off the bed as your orgasm washed over you once again. He fucks you through your orgasm, and when your legs relaxed over his hips, he keeps pushing inside you. The sensation makes you want to cry from overstimulation, but at the same time you beg for more. His cock inside you feels too good, the pleasure is too much. You don't know what to do with your body or if you should be doing something at all. Your hands find their way up his forearms and hold on to them tightly.

"Do it," You whisper intimately. "Cum for me, Yoongi..."

Your words are added motivation for him to do just that. As he moves, his thrusts pushing deeper inside you, a cascade of sensations courses through both your bodies. Your back arches instinctively, a testament to the overwhelming pleasure that envelops you. He responds by lowering himself, his forehead meeting yours in an exquisite intimacy that intensifies the connection between you two.

Amidst the whirlwind of ecstasy, a thought flits through your consciousness—a moment of profound gratitude for the intoxicating sound of Yoongi's moans. It's a melody you never envisioned hearing, a symphony of vulnerability and shared pleasure that resonates deep within you. This unexpected harmony adds a new layer to your connection, stoking the flames of desire and amazement that consume every inch of your being. It leaves you feeling content and relaxed.

Yoongi's body shudders against yours, his moans gradually subsiding into contented sighs. With a gentle sigh of satisfaction, he slides his cock out and shifts on the bed, rolling over to lay beside you. Your chests rise and fall in tandem, the rhythm of your breaths slowly synchronizing as you find yourselves tangled in the aftermath of passion.

You both move again, laying side by side. Both of you catch your breath, the world around you receding into a hazy background as your gazes lock. Eyes that have seen each other's vulnerabilities, laughter, and shared moments now reflect a new layer of intimacy that words could never capture. 

The lingering cocoons you both in a silence that speaks volumes. It's Yoongi who takes the initiative to pierce through the quiet, his voice carrying a breathless quality that mirrors the aftermath of your passion.

"How are you feeling now?" His words hang in the air, delicate yet heavy with unspoken meaning. His eyes hold a mixture of curiosity and concern, a testament to his attentiveness even in the midst of his own unraveling.

A playful smile tugs at your lips, your voice laced with a hint of mischievousness as you respond to his inquiry. "Never better," you answer, your words bathed in the soft notes of a giggle that dances between you.

His laughter echoes yours, a harmonious symphony of shared joy that envelops the space between you. It's a sound that transcends the physical, a connection that binds you beyond the realm of touch. In his laughter, you sense a quiet affirmation—a declaration that the bond you've nurtured extends beyond the passionate moments, into the realm of comfort, friendship, and a connection that defies categorization.

As the night wears on and the intensity of your connection slowly ebbs away, you find yourselves wrapped in each other's arms, your bodies intertwined in a tender embrace. Yoongi's touch is reassuring, his fingers tracing gentle patterns on your skin as you lay together in the quiet darkness.

"I want you to know," Yoongi's voice was soft, his breath tickling your ear, "that no matter what happens, I'll always be here for you. You mean a lot to me, and I don't want you to ever doubt that."

His words warm your heart, a balm to the insecurities that have been lingering in the back of your mind. In his arms, you felt safe, cherished, and valued—emotions that have been elusive for so long.

"I feel the same way," you admit, your voice barely above a whisper. "You've always been there for me, Yoongi, and I'm grateful for that."

The quiet moment between you is filled with unspoken understanding. It is a pact, a promise to stand by each other's side no matter what challenges lay ahead. In this moment, the weight of your fears seemed to be lifted, replaced by a sense of comfort and reassurance.

But the hours drift by, and as the night grows deeper and the two of you grow more sober, the lingering consequences of your actions begin to cast a shadow over your thoughts. The warmth of Yoongi's embrace can't dispel the nagging worry that what you’ve done could have far-reaching ramifications.

It was the alcohol that further fueled your doubts, the liquid courage dulling your ability to rationalize. In the haze of your tipsy stupor, you begin to wonder if the intensity of the night is a result of the moment, the shared emotions, or simply the effect of alcohol clouding your judgment.

Despite Yoongi's assurances, the fear of what could come next gnaws at you. What if this changes everything? What if it ruins the friendship that has been the foundation of your relationship? The questions spiral in your mind, a whirlwind of doubt and uncertainty that refuses to be silenced.

In an attempt to push those thoughts away, you cuddle closer into Yoongi's chest. It is a fleeting distraction, a way to drown out the voices of doubt that echoed in the back of your mind. The feeling of Yoongi’s warmth becomes a welcome distraction from the complex emotions that threaten to overwhelm you.

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A/N: HELLO! Did you like the first chapter?! would it be crazy if i told you I had been planning this fic since 2021 but never got the chance to really delve into it until right now?? Well that's exactly what happened. I'd love to hear your feedback on this fic! pls reblog and like if you enjoyed! I am currently working on chapter 2 and bits of chapter 3, so I hope to get it done by early/mid-September, so please look forward to it!

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[muzansfangs]

My dear readers, welcome to the “𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲-𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬” event. Since on August 29th I’m turning twenty-four, I have decided to host this small event.

• How does it work? Being a busy person and having my requests closed, I have already set up everything. I therefore hope you will just enjoy the works that are going to be part of this collection and let me know if you are satisfied with them.

• What does the event consist in? This post will work as a real Masterlist for the twenty-four one-shots I’m going to post. I’ve chosen twenty-four male characters from Demon Slayer and Bleach, pairing each and every one of them with a line of a song I have chosen.

• Are there any other infos you should be aware of? The works will all be written in the perspective of a female reader. The contents of the works can be smut, fluff or angst and, sometimes, the various generes will be combined. I will make sure to add all the details concerning the warnings about the triggering themes in every single post.

• Anything else? This is the complete list of the works I will gradually update. There is not a specific order, but I will add the links of the one-shots whenever I get to post one of them! Thanks for the attention, your perfectionist admin.

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𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭.

• 505 — Gin Ichimaru x f!reader (ANGST + NSFW)

“In my imagination you’re waiting laying on your side, with your hands between your thighs”, Arctic Monkeys.

• BABYDOLL — Douma x f!reader (NSFW)

“When I meet your eyes, the devil, he wins”, Ari Abdul.

• IF I KILLED SOMEONE FOR YOU — Aizen Sosuke x f!reader (NSFW + ANGST)

“Would you love me more, if I killed someone for you?”, Alec Benjamin

• HEART LIKE YOURS — Sanemi Shinazugawa x f!reader (FLUFF)

“How could a heart like yours ever love a heart like mine?”, Willamette Stone

• ATLANTIS — Urahara Kisuke x f!reader (ANGST)

“ ‘Cause in my heart and in my head, I'll never take back the things I said”, Seafret

• UNTIL I FOUND YOU — Rengoku Kyojuro x f!reader (FLUFF)

“I was lost within the darkness but then I found her, I found you”, Stephen Sanchez

• FRIENDS — Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez x f!reader (NSFW)

“Tell me we’re not just friends, this doesn’t make much sense, no”, Chase Atlantic

• SWEATER WEATHER — Renji Abarai x f!reader (FLUFF + ANGST)

“ ‘Cause it’s too cold for you here and now, so let me hold both your hands in the holes of my sweater”, The Neighbourhood

• BLUE JEANS — Muzan Kibutsuji x f!reader (NSFW)

“You were sorta punk rock, I grew up on hip hop, but you fit me better than my favorite sweater”, Lana del Rey

• DAYLIGHT — Byakuya Kuchiki x f!reader (FLUFF + NSFW)

“Oh, I love it and I hate it at the same time. You and I drink the poison from the same vine”, David Kushner

• CARDIGAN — Tomioka Giyuu x f!reader (FLUFF)

“And when I felt like I was an old cardigan under someone's bed, you put me on and said I was your favorite”, Taylor Swift

• FUCK YOU IN MY HEAD — Shunsui Kyoraku x f!reader (NSFW)

“I got dirty wishes on my mind, but you will never ever know that I, I like to fuck you in my head”, Cloudy June

• BACK TO BLACK — Obanai x f!reader (ANGST + NSFW)

“We only said goodbye with words, I died a hundred times. You go back to her and I go back to, I go back to us”, Amy Winehouse

• WHERE’S MY LOVE — Ulquiorra Cifer x f!reader (ANGST)

“Ooh, does she know that we bleed the same? Ooh, don’t wanna cry but I break that way”, SYML

• ALL OF ME — Kokushibo x f!reader (FLUFF + NSFW)

“Cards on the table, we're both showing hearts, risking it all, though it's hard”, John Legend

• KISS ME — Haschwalth Jugram x f!reader (FLUFF + NSFW)

“And your heart’s against my chest, your lips pressed to my neck, I’m falling for your eyes but they don’t know me yet”, Ed Sheeran

• WHEN THE DARKNESS COMES — Shinjuro Rengoku x f!reader (FLUFF)

“When you're feeling lost I'll leave my love hidden in the sun, for when the darkness comes”, Colbie Caillat

• SAY SOMETHING — Ukitake Jushiro x f!reader (ANGST)

“And I will swallow my pride, you're the one that I love and I'm saying goodbye”, A Great Big World

• CAN’T HELP FALLING IN LOVE — Akaza x f!reader (FLUFF)

“Shall I stay? Would it be a sin, if I can't help falling in love with you?”, Elvis Presley

• SHADOW PREACHERS — Zaraki Kenpachi x f!reader (NSFW)

“You make me wanna love, hate, cry, take, every part of you. You make me wanna scream, burn, touch, learn, every part of you”, Zella Day

• HUNGER — Yoriichi Tsugikuni x f!reader (FLUFF)

“Oh, love, let me see inside your heart, all the cracks and broken parts, the shadows in the light. There's no need to hide”, Ross Copperman

• ENJOY THE SILENCE — Shinji Hirako x f!reader (NSFW)

“All I ever wanted, all I ever needed is here in my arms. Words are very unnecessary, they can only do harm”, Depeche Mode

• BREAK MY HEART MYSELF — Uzui Tengen x f!reader (ANGST + NSFW)

“I don't need your help getting off of this carousel. I don't need anybody else, 'cause I can break my heart myself”, Bebe Rexha

• VILLAIN — Shuhei Hisagi x f!reader (NSFW)

“I'll be the villain tonight. I kinda like when you despise me after we fight”, Bella Poarch

#muzan x reader #demon slayer smut #douma x reader #muzan smut #muzan kibutsuji #kyojuro x reader #tomioka x reader #aizen x reader #sosuke aizen x reader #shunsui x reader #kyoraku shunsui #ukitake jushiro x reader #ulquiorra x reader #grimmjow x reader #uzui x reader #bleach x reader #jugram haschwalth x reader #gin ichimaru x reader #kokushibo x reader

[starstruckwillows]

♡ z to a - s.b ♡

requested by anon<3, i'm a firm believer james potter lives by the beach

rockstar!sirius black x shy!reader, fem!reader, fluff fic, petnames, might make spin-off blurbs about them, some alcohol, participation in halloween, mention of coke but no drug consumption by canon characters or reader, swearing

emotionally constipated rockstar!sirius tries to confess his feelings for you three times before someone else does it for him

29th august 1978

the marauders had only been out of hogwarts with their n.e.w.ts in tow for a month or so when the production deal came through.

in all honesty, nobody, including them, was really expecting the band to progress past the potters' garage. so to soar to fame after one pub gig, seemingly overnight... it made everyone's head spin.

that's what you put that night down to. excitement. everyone out, drinking and cheering, sirius kissing you as though he'd been waiting for years to do such a thing.

but sirius didn't wait. he was confident, as sure as the tide running towards your group on the beach. you were both drunk and excited, everyone was kissing. you're almost sure you saw regulus kissing someone and he was vehemently against intimacy outside a relationship.

neither of you ever bought it up again, but you couldn't help but wonder sometimes.

the sand filling your clothes the next morning as you all woke was a sobering reality, trudging back to james' house while everyone complained there was still salt water in their hair even more so.

"hey." sirius groaned, jogging up beside you and instantly regretting the movement.

your hair was an untamed mess that you swiped from your eyes to answer him, "hey."

"you gonna come on tour with us, doll?" his voice was light and teasing, and you were about to quip back when mary nudged him roughly, "where's our invite then?"

he threw an arm around her shoulder and laughed, "backstage passes for every show."

marlene thumped him, "knock it off, it's one deal."

the lot of you dissolved into hungover giggles and you knew sirius was only teasing you like he teased everyone.

peter appeared next to you, "would you really come with us if we went on tour?"

thinking of the busy backstage chaos and all the people that would be present, you shrugged.

"as if we'll ever get to tour." remus scoffed.

1st april 1979

the marauders did get to tour.

first, around the uk, both for the muggle and wizarding world. two tours passed like that, with sirius personally sending you tickets to each one. you went to most.

now, they were all set to tour the whole of europe, and their manager was discussing america too. they'd been a sensation, the lot of them, and you were all so proud.

it was lily, your best friend, who suggested you should join them.

"why not? i'm going, it'll give me someone to talk to!"

as an independent reporter, lily's job was as flexible as she wanted it to be. yours was not so simple, but it could be done. it still felt like much too big of a risk.

your hesitation was visible, lightly tugging your arm out of lily's excited grip, "i don't know lils, i can't just invite myself along."

"alright, don't tell him i told you, but sirius is going to ask you to come. would you say yes?"

you hated it, felt pathetic, when the mention of sirius' name had your gut screaming yes.

"i- i guess."

she squealed, and if it wasn't so against your quiet nature you might of squealed with her, her joy was so pure.

so when sirius knocked on the door of your room, only down the corridor from his in the large flat share the band had bought, you knew what he would ask and you knew your answer.

he sat on the end of your bed, relief all over his face at your shy agreement, and took one of your hands in his, tattoos decorating the pale skin.

"also, there's something else i was going to ask you-" his voice was uncharacteristically nervous, each word a struggle.

a screech that you both instantly assigned to james sounded from the communal kitchen, and the two of you leapt up to see what fire had been started.

there was none, just the sparkle of marlene's ring finger, and dorcas' wide smile.

"you're engaged!"

the night became another of celebration and shouting. it's a good thing the lot of you didn't have many neighbours.

sirius was caught once looking at you wistfully, before averting his gaze and making a crude joke about strippers for the hen do.

you smiled ruefully, commanding yourself to calm down. sirius was the frontman and lead singer of a now world famous band. you were a girl he went to school with who also lived where he lived.

breathe, you told yourself, turning politely to remus who was telling you about their new song.

31st october 1981

halloween had never been your favourite holiday, always too nervous to get in any costume that you thought looked good on you. most of your life, you'd been on trick or treat duty.

the new joint penthouse, consisting of remus, sirius, peter (publicly known as three thirds of the hit band, the marauders), marlene and dorcas (still engaged but getting married next year), and regulus, who didn't technically live there anymore but was around enough. but there were no kids to approach the door with pumpkin baskets in hand, and therefore no duty for you with your bag of sweets.

mary had moved out with her partner earlier that year, and it was at her house she convinced you into a costume you knew you looked gorgeous in, but couldn't bring yourself to arrive back home in.

the party would be in full swing by now, full of rockstars and actors and models and probably the odd politician crashing the place. remus usually chased them out.

"lily told me you have to wear it." mary flicked you on the head.

"why?" you asked, whinier than intended.

she pointed to the group photo, showcasing baby harry in the centre, "because her and james are occupied, and she's not here to bully you into it."

with a reluctant grumble of 'fine', you grabbed your car keys, mary and her partner climbing into the backseat, all giggles and confidence, while you avoided checking yourself in the mirror every three seconds out of nerves.

everyone you entered the party with dissipated quickly, leaving you rubbing your arm nervously.

"hello!" a man approached you, tipsy but not drunk. you vaguely recognized him as the guitarist of the marauders' go to opening act.

you'd been on their europe tour with them twice, but not their most recent american one. it was hard to remember individuals from the many faces you saw in that time.

clearing your throat, you offered an increasingly nervous, "hi..."

"you were on tour! what-" he hiccuped, "why were you there again?"

you shrugged tightly, "i helped in the costume, hair and makeup department. but sirius asked me to come."

the man's eyes bulged out of his head, "man, so you're like a travel groupie! can't wait to get myself one of them."

you coughed awkwardly, trying to edge away, "oh- no, it's not like that."

"you're like viv or whatever her name was!"

the man seemed excited at the link, you wanted to hurl. vie was a girl peter had fallen for, but turned out to be someone just climbing the social ladder and using his head as a stepping stone, as well as leaking information about james and lily's new house, and remus' "health condition" that she, a muggle, didn't know was lycanthropy.

you hated to see your friend so heartbroken, while she headlined hollywood's major films that year.

"i'm not vie, and i'm not a groupie." you said, firmer than was usual for you.

sirius chose that convenient moment to appear, eyes trailing over your skin with an involuntary smile before a frown took over his beautiful face as he saw the man you were engaged in conversation with.

he clapped the guy on the shoulder with more force than necessary, "everything alright, kade?"

kade nodded and scurried off, mumbling something about spotting his coke dealer. that was a guy in way over his head, you thought.

"you look brilliant, doll. he didn't ruin your mood, did he?"

you shook your head, not quite making eye contact, the gloss on your lips stretching into a smile.

sirius wasn't convinced, gently holding your arm, "look at me, please."

the undertone of the plead in his voice made you do as he said, resisting the urge to pull at your sleeves.

"what did he say?" sirius' voice was unusually low and slightly rough as he balanced the line between not shouting but making sure you could hear him over the music.

you tried not to shrug again, conscious of the heat of his hand around your wrist, "oh, he just thought i was a travel groupie or something."

there was a cool anger present in sirius' eyes, but it left when he focused on your face, finger trailing across the arch of your cheek, "you know you're much more than a groupie, love."

usually you would have retorted something about how you couldn't be a groupie when you saw him at his lowest twelve year old moments, but instead you plucked some confidence from somewhere deep within you to ask, "yeah? what am i, then?"

he tossed his head back to the ceiling, pale throat with a tattoo creeping up one side exposed to the air in front of you, slightly long raven hair falling back. the half groan, half laugh he gave you was enough to make your stomach flutter.

except the answer he had on his tongue was stolen by the rare sight of an angry remus. a burning rage as he spat foul curses at the bombshell beauty that was vie.

sirius' whole face was set in a furious grimace. he let go of your arm, retracting the warmth and jogging over. you trailed awkwardly behind, apparently catching vie's eye as she swivelled to you, screaming and sobbing.

"she's no better! you let her in here, she's just as shallow as i am!" the young woman cried with more dramatics than ever. peter looked struck with dazed fear on the sidelines, a lipstick mark on his neck that he was trying to rub off.

you felt the same, shock seeping into your system. you'd been nothing but nice to vie, ever. you were the last to believe how she'd betrayed you all.

she was shouting at marlene now, who shouted back with just as much vigor until the two dissolved into a scrap and the actress was escorted out.

the party continued with ease, as it always did when famous people fought. everyone was too drunk, high or both to care.

as unsettling as it was, it wasn't the most dramatic thing to occur since the marauders' sudden stardom. you could think of twenty more shocking examples from the last tour alone.

right now, you just wanted to find sirius again. wanted to find your answer to that question.

he was buy the drinks table, downing another shot and about to fall over the line of tipsy to fully intoxicated.

"hey, sirius..."

he almost collapsed into you, "i'm sorry."

the slur in his words was evident as you patted his hair, "it's alright, darling, why don't we go sit down?"

"sure."

when the two of you were seated uncomfortably close on the sofa, his feet on the glass coffee table and head lolling against the sofa material, you brought up your question again, cup of something in hand.

"what am i here, sirius?"

a more sober demeanor overtook him, and he hesitated in the way drunk people rarely did, "my best friend, of course."

you smiled and nodded, as you usually did, satisfied with the answer but a small pang in your chest knowing you wanted more than that.

"of course."

1st november 1981

you woke groggily, not quite hungover but not quite alert either, releasing you were still half folded across sirius.

heat in your face, you scrambled off of him. james sat at the kitchen island with about eight coffees in front of him, adorning the bright smile of someone who'd had a good nights sleep.

"harry go to bed well last night?"

eagerly, as though nobody had asked yet, which you supposed they hadn't, "yeah! didn't even wake up once. absolute champ."

tiredly, you reached for a coffee, "when did you get here?"

"about twenty minutes ago. remus was already up, he herded everyone out. 'cept regulus, he's asleep somewhere."

"ah well, he basically lives here anyway."

"can't find pete though, remus has gone out to look now."

everyone was up and dressed with eyes bulging from their heads as they stared at the news headlines, only ten minutes later.

remus burst into the apartment, storming over to the tv, "fuckin' found peter."

the reporter behind the screen showed an image of the marauders' latest album cover as he spoke, "you heard it here first folks, an exclusive interview last night with peter pettigrew and his girlfriend, vie dalton, reveals his decision to leave the band, and provides some juicy inside information on why that is."

it became a day filled with pr meetings and phone calls, hasty damage control, and fending off reporters outside the building.

you were caught in a throng of them on your way to the shops. you'd only gone out for tea bags, because remus looked like he was going to blow another fuse when he discovered a lack of them in the cupboard.

microphones were shoved in your face, "who are you to the marauders?"

"who are to sirius black? how do you feel about his playboy lifestyle?" nice, thanks peter. last time i tell you about a crush.

"how did you get to live with the band?"

breathe.

"are you part of the crew?"

breathe, just breathe, walk, and get to your car.

"do you know who remus lupin is seeing?"

i can't breathe.

"has james potter cheated on his wife?"

i can't breathe.

"can we get a statement for the daily prophet?"

an arm around your waist appeared, pulling you away from the people suddenly, catching you as you stumbled backwards.

it was sirius, you could smell his colonge, and his slightly hoarse voice rang in your ears as he offered the mob a harsh set of curse words.

safely back in the elevator, you slammed yourself into the corner against the cold metal.

"i've got- got to get teabags... for remus."

you could barely see sirius through the blur of impending tears as he wrapped you into him, "forget the tea, remus will manage."

you knew he'd punched the emergency stop button because the lift wasn't moving. you couldn't feel it rise beneath you as you slid to the ground, still clinging onto sirius as he went down with you.

once your lungs worked on their own, you moved hair from your eyes and laughed. sirius, looking at you in total confusion, felt your head for a temperature.

"i'm alright," you all but whispered, "thank you."

he gave you a half smile, not as cocky as a smirk, but more than something friendly, "of course."

you didn't want to move from his embrace, so you didn't, letting your head fall against his shoulder, leather jacket smooth against your face.

"you've always been there, y'know?" he said suddenly.

"hm?"

sirius played with the hem of your shirt in an almost nervous manner, "you've always stayed with us. with me. from z listers to a. sometimes i think i don't deserve that much."

you wanted to scream at him, telling him just how much he deserved, telling him you wish he'd just let his guard down for two seconds so you could love him.

you didn't.

"of course you deserve it, siri, i wouldn't have stuck around so long if you didn't."

"cos we're best friends?"

"sure."

he unwound himself from your side, twisting to face you, "have you heard everything peter said?"

you nodded.

"the stuff about us?" sirius prompted further.

you tensed, froze, then nodded.

"so you know how i feel? that the pick you signed for my birthday is the only one i use? you know i spent four hours shopping for your christmas present because it had to be perfect? that i'm the one who leaves a coffee outside your door every morning? you know that i'm in love with you?"

the words rang free in the elevator, and your eyebrows furrowed slightly as you looked up at him. he looked terrified. you hadn't seen him this scared since he left home, you didn't want him to be this scared ever again.

words failed you. they always did, you weren't good at talking, you weren't good at making bold statements without over analyzing them.

you did the only thing you could think of to do, following your gut, and leaning forward to kiss him, hands around the back of his neck and in his hair, slow enough to give him time to back away.

but he didn't, pulling you closer alarmingly quickly, lips colliding in a way that should've been awkward, but wasn't. the two of you seemed to just fit against each other like magnets slotting together after being held apart.

"sirius-" you tried to move away to talk, but he just emitted a low whine and pulled you back in.

you didn't have any motivation to break away again. he seemed more important to you than breathing; he definitely felt better.

eventually the emergency stop button was hit again and the two of you returned to your apartment, looking like two grinning fools in love. everyone was too preoccupied to notice anything different. maybe nothing was all that different.

you spent the rest of the day in his bed.

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[copperbadge]

[ID: A narrow white "privacy panel" from Target stands in front of an orange chair covered in a quilt; attached to the screen with binder clips, and taped together, are nine sheets of paper with calendars printed on them, the numbering and words not legible. Various parts of the calendars are color-coded.]

The Shivadh Romances began as a single romance novel in which I explicitly would not have to determine when or precisely where it was happening, and the only timeline was "eight weeks" (it was initially written as a Hallmark movie script which are by design somewhat evergreen). Yesterday during some downtime I had to sit down and make myself a whole-ass three-year paper calendar because I kept losing track of dates and I don't do well "switching screens" so I wanted to see the whole thing all at once. I also wanted to use up the very last of the ink before I replaced my printer toner. This is the result. I both hate and love it in equal measure.

The left sheets (to the left of the central binder clip) are 2021; the right sheets (to the right of the central clip) are 2022, and 2023 is attached at the bottom. The tan in the upper left is Fete; the blue below it is Infinite Jes, and the purple on the top right is Lady And The Tiger (there are also one-off squares which represent short stories or events -- the purple square below Fete represents Jerry's ADHD diagnosis date, and a few blue squares represent important events in Noah's school career, because I keep forgetting when he graduates). The light grey near the purple is Twelve Points, and there's some dark grey in various places that is various holidays.

The second set of tan blocks in 2022, plus random squares in 2022 and 2023, mark events in Royals/Ramblers, which spans almost a full year and is really what required the calendar (there are super date-dependent events, mainly the weddings and Monday's pregnancy, but also I have to pace out Ioanna's storyline and some continuity from Twelve Points) and then you can see the mint green down in 2023 marking where The Chicken Salad War will take place, because it culminates on Reclamation Day, which is always the 29th of Av in the Jewish calendar (August 16th this year, prepare your crockery).

Those last three darker-orange squares at the end of 2023 mark the tentative start dates for the Football novel (already written as starting in the fall of 2023), the Roman Ruin novel (not yet dated) and Pride and Presidents, Ofelia's novel, which can really start anytime but slots in well in late 2023; Noah's gap year novel would also take place starting summer of 2023, but I've just marked that with his graduation day, for now. Where The Oleander Grows, about legalizing Davzda, which I might bump up in the writing timeline, would start in 2024.

Phew. Ambitious, but then why not be, I suppose. And now that I've got dates hammered out, the rest of Royals/Ramblers should go easier. The completed work at this point is sitting right at 50K with another 35K in pieces, though some of those probably won't get used. This might be the novel I try out a different printer from Lulu, since the "price minimums" are getting a bit out of control especially for books above 50K words.

#shivadhverse #calendars #writing

[tarlosweddingcelebration]

Welcome to the Tarlos Wedding Celebration Event!

Now that TK and Carlos are finally hitched, I wanted to host an event where we could celebrate the couple and how far they've come. I want to spread all the love and appreciation for these two incredible characters who mean so much to so many of us.

Each week, I will be posting 3 sets of prompts. One will be aimed more towards gifsets and edits, and the others will be a short prompt, as well as a dialogue prompt, aimed at everything and anything else you'd like to create. All of which will be listed below. Of course, you can pick from whichever set you want, mix and match them, and create as many posts as you like for each week. Lastly, you can get involved in whichever weeks you'd like. There is zero pressure to create for all of them.

The event will run for 4 months / 19th May -> 7th Sept

Please be sure to tag either #tarlosweddingcelebration or #tarlosweddingevent in your posts, and on ao3.

☆— under the cut, you will find the 3 lists of prompts —☆

list one

week 1 (19th - 25th May) — favourite tarlos centric episode(s)

week 2 (26th May - 1st June) — favourite tk and/or carlos rescue(s) / or favourite parallel(s)

week 3 (2nd - 8th June) — favourite s1 moment(s)

week 4 (9th - 15th June) — favourite quote(s)

week 5 (16th - 22nd June) — favourite s2 moment(s)

week 6 (23rd - 29th June) — favourite comedy moment(s) / or favourite outfit(s)

week 7 (30th June - 6th July) — favourite s3 moment(s)

week 8 (7th - 13th July) — favourite emotional moment(s)

week 9 (14th - 20th July) — favourite s4 moment(s)

week 10 (21st - 27th July) — favourite hug(s) OR moment(s) that means a lot to you personally

week 11 (28th July - 3rd August) — favourite background or underrated moment(s)

week 12 (4th - 10th August) — favourite musical moment(s)

week 13 (11th - 17th August) — favourite friendship (tarlos + ______)

week 14 (18th - 24th August) — favourite kiss(es)

week 15 (25th - 31st August) — free choice / or (themed prompt) tarlos + colours

week 16 (1st - 7th September) — free choice / or (themed prompt) the journey/evolution of tarlos

list two (each has two options - do with them what you want)

week 1 — alternate first meeting / disastrous first meeting

week 2 — hosting an event / out with friends

week 3 — career swap / s1 alternate ending

week 4 — three little words / pride month

week 5 — no more catan / trapped together

week 6 — honeymoon shenanigans / a furry friend

week 7 — alternate proposals / another coma

week 8 — sacrifice / regret

week 9 — shotgun wedding / one final bump in the road

week 10 — only one bed au / soulmate au

week 11 — under arrest / date night

week 12 — overworked / hyperactive

week 13 — hanging with 126 / dinner with parents

week 14 — making up after a fight / tattoos

week 15 — free choice / or wedding themed angst and/or comfort

week 16 — free choice / or wedding themed fluff and/or smut

list three

(a special thank you to the amazing @tarlosweeklyprompts/@chaotictarlos for contributing these prompts for us)

week 1 — "You saved my life... I feel like I owe you."

week 2 — "Honey, where are the limes?"

week 3 — "The only good thing in my life, is you."

week 4 — "I told you I would never leave you."

week 5 — "You're my soulmate. Nothing will change that."

week 6 — "When I think about forever, all I see is your face."

week 7 — "Not to be cheesy, but you're literally the love of my life."

week 8 — "Walking out on you is the worst thing I've ever done."

week 9 — "Each day of my life I get to have you by my side is worth living."

week 10 — "No, I meant every word." "Then why don't I believe you."

week 11 — "You want me to wear what!?"

week 12 — "You're so silly."

week 13 — "How did I get so lucky."

week 14 — "I think I'm ready to talk about it."

week 15 — free choice / or "You're lying. He's not hurt."

week 16 — free choice / or "Why is Lou on the counter!?"

[hosted by @angeltk]

#tarlosweddingcelebrationevent #angeltk #info post #tarlos #tk x carlos #tarlosweddingevent #tarlosweddingcelebration #911 events

[thgfanfictionlibrary]

Not Rated Fics Masterlist (2)

Part 1 /

Created: August 29th, 2023

Last Checked:---

Do You Want To Do This?-endlessnightlock (Tumblr)

Summary: Post-MJ drabble. Implied sexual content. Drabble. Katniss realizes she lives Peeta and cannot help but to express this realization through action.

Elevators & Rooftops-MegaAuLover (AO3)

Summary: A short Drabble, Modern AU of the Elevator Scene in Catching Fire: "Baby" Peeta uttered again. Katniss' pert nose wiggled with immeasurable discomfort. He was not allowed to use that name in public. At least not after the stunt he was part of in the elevator ride down. Jealous Katniss.

Full Year of Everlark Kisses:October-atetherdmind/muttpeeta (Tumblr)

Summary: Drabble based on everlark fanart set Post-MJ where Katniss gets caught in the rain and Peeta is there with an umbrella.

Glasses Peeta Drabble-endlessnightlock (Tumblr)

Summary: In-panem, non-reaped Everlark drabble. Prompt: I didn't know you wore glasses, and I'm thinking normal and platonic thoughts about you right now, I swear.

Glasses Peeta Drabble 2-endlessnightlock (Tumblr)

Summary: In-panem, non-reaped Everlark drabble. Katniss is still thinking about Peeta with his glasses when he makes her an offer that would lead to them spending more time together.

I Don't Trust Anyone Else to Take Care of You-endlessnightlock (Tumblr)

Summary: Because I don’t trust anyone else to take care of you like I can. Fifty Reasons To Share A Bed

I Don't Want Your Apology-thelettersfromnoone (Tumblr)

Summary: She watches from the doorway, autumn’s whisper sneaking in on the late summer breeze. The sunset leaves his back in silhouette, some tiny part of her wanting, waiting for him to turn around and look back her way.

I Feel Fine-LilyMaid (AO3)

Summary: Everyone heads to the graduation party out at Madge's parents lakehouse for the weekend. Fluffy everlark.

I Think I'm Ready-eroticeverlark (Tumblr)

Summary: “I think I’m ready.” “For…?” I look at the side of her face, willing her to turn her head and keep speaking. This happens a lot. She’ll ruminate on something for a long time and then announce the conclusion with no explanation or preamble. I hang on to all the little shards of conversation and piece them together like a puzzle until I get a fully formed thought. It’s like a scavenger hunt for words. Tonight my nerves are too frazzled and I desperately need her to do some piecing for me./Sexual themes

Indulgent College Drabble-Abagail_Snow (Tumblr)

Summary: Katniss and Peeta are both attending the same University and Katniss is not happy about him and his "fake" goody-two-shoes attitude being around.

#nr #not rated masterlist #masterlist #everlark #everlark fanfiction #thg #thg fanfiction

[tomoletters]

Letter #16

You tempt and toy with my mind as your playground Never settling, never quenched My emotions are your strings As you move you play melodies You ask me to tell you about all the ways one can be bad I felt my stomach retreat upon it's mention Unassuming expectations for the storm you lit within Rather than words I would show you Slowly, fervently Lacing each second of your intrigue with worship But these requests from your lips I can never accept Saving tongue-tied advances for strangers beds instead Self reflection set a boundary around your sneakers "A line where no love may land" And through tangled heat I know we'd cross it My heart unfit already shivering at your voice so sweet The game you're playing caught all my thoughts off guard Begging me as I remind you of the rules you made My muse your words are cruel Feigned innocence far crueler With each bated breath my morals are in agony Truly you bring out the worst in me

Date Written: 29th of August, 2023

#female poets #poetry #poets on tumblr #poetscommunity #poems and quotes #writers and poets #original poem #writing #journaling #poem #poems #poems on tumblr #writer #writeblr #young poets #poetic #poet #journal #dear diary #journal entry #letters #letter #writers on tumblr #writerscommunity #writers #diary #diary entry #daily diary #original post #original poetry

[alltimefail-sims]

Today I'm sharing my Strangerville OCs full names, birthdays and zodiac signs because I realized I've never done that and it would probably be a good idea to document these things so I don't forget them!

(Help me my brain is so tired this took forever.)

ANYWAY my ramblings are under the cut if you're curious ↓

Zoe Renee Tate: February 10th, Aquarius

Erwin Michael Pries: October 15th, Libra

Tashia Latrice Moore : August 9th, Leo

Anwar ibn Samir ibn Hadi al Nabih: August 24th, Virgo

***** Note that Anwar's secondary names are not actually "middle names" as the western format would assume, but they actually are his father's name (Samir) and his grandfather's name (Hadi). In other words, his name would be "Anwar, son of Samir, son of Hadi. He only uses this formality in certain settings, mainly in the presence of his family and other Arabic-speaking people. Nabih is his family's identifying surname (which they actually chose for the sake of fitting western naming conventions when his father's family left Palestine three-or-so generations before Anwar was even born). Since most of his life has been lived in America, he has always just gone by Anwar Nabih in school/with coworkers/etc. "for the sake of simplicity and maintaining sanity."

Junia "June" Ahyoka Cahill - May 7th, Taurus

*****Note that Junia's mother was Hispanic (dad's side) and Cherokee (mom's side), so Junia's middle name pays homage to their native roots. It means "She brought happiness." Junia didn't actually have a middle name at birth, she received it once her mother felt she knew her daughter well enough to give her a native name that "reflected her true nature." (Junia was around 7 years old).

Bonus: Margaret Diedre Pries - June 29th, Cancer

Theodore Beckett Roswell III - January 3rd, Capricorn

*****Note that Beckett is named after his father, Ted Roswell (II) and his grandfather Ted Roswell (I), but he goes by his middle name "Beckett" when the story takes off. His mom actually calls him "Theo" though, as did the Strangerville locals who watched him grow up.

#This took forever!! I put way too much thought into this but I'm happy and pleased to be done! #This was a long time coming really... I needed to pick their birthdays in order for the timeline to be concise #anyway have fun with all this if you are interested haha! #strangerville outtakes #erwin pries #zoe tate #maggie pries #tashia moore #beckett roswell #junia cahill #anwar nabih #gif warning

[dank-meme-legend]

Happy March 29th, or as the nerds I'm friends with know it to be, Happy "Sing to Me Instead" Day!

While I could do my yearly raving about the album, I want to take a different approach and talk about the times of my life that coincided with Ben's music as a whole being released.

"Sing to Me Instead" came out in March of 2019 (5 years ago today!) I was 14 years old and newly coming into my queer identity. The music video for "Ease My Mind," a video that shows Ben and a portrayal of his partner in a soft, domestic setting, was legitimately the first time I saw two people of the same gender being happy together in that way. Before that, the word "gay" had been used against me in a derogatory way: "You look gay. / People are going to think you're gay if you dress like that." Not even in the sense of "dressing like a lesbian" (though queerness does not have a dress code, I should make clear), more in the sense of "gay = bad/something you don't want to be." So, to actually see a piece of what gay meant, and to see that it wasn't anything derogatory-- bad-- terrifying... was a huge moment for me. A moment that led me to find other queer media, leading into finding sapphic media such as the musical "The Prom" and music by "The Indigo Girls" and other queer female artists who I still love now, all this time later.

"Reverie" came out in August of 2021. I was 17 and happy with my identity, not dealing with the confusion and fear that I had felt amidst "Sing to Me Instead." I had entered my first ever relationship and thought I felt "reverie"-- pleasant daydreaming, calm, joy-- boy, oh, boy was I wrong. It was a love that hurt, a love that kicked me when I was down and bruised me. "dark times" and "leave my mind" were looped a lot, all the time, 24/7, because that was what helped me to drown out those words that person spewed to me, the words that bruised, slithered into my mind and heart and stuck like super glue-- so terribly hard to wash away-- and kicked me down far into a pit that I spent quite a long, long, long time digging myself out of. Thankfully, I am out of that pit, though the words haunt me sometimes. They fade with every passing day. Thank goodness.

"Honeymind" will come out on May 31st of this year. I will be 19 (as I am now). By then, my partner (@strawberryfemmesapphic) and I will have been together for a year. And while the album will not release on our anniversary (because Ben does not line up his release dates for one specific lesbian couple haha), it will be close enough. The way Ben describes love with this album's concept-- "my love for him somehow softens things up and slows it all down. Like all the jagged thoughts and fears and anxieties always jutting out in my brain are slowly smoothed out, until my whole mind is thickly coated and dripping with pervading warmth and sweetness."-- is the best way I can describe what I feel for her. I don't like to use other people's words, but this reigns true. The softness and ease I feel by just hearing their voice is unmatched. I sometimes visualize my thoughts as if they are tumbling downward like the scene in "Alice in Wonderland," where Alice first falls down the rabbit hole into Wonderland; falling fast and not easily able to climb back up the hole. (There I go using someone else's work to prove my point). Their voice alone can help my thoughts not be as scattered and to smooth out in a more manageable way. They view it as rambling, I view it as helping me in a way I have never been helped before. She gives me honeymind. After all the previously mentioned confusion and fear and heartache and sleepless nights, I have honeymind. My heart is safe, through every twist and turn it took for our paths to cross.

So, all in all, I am unbelievably grateful for Ben's music. These albums and songs have helped me through the most vulnerable times of growing into my teenage years and growing into my queerness. Finding and growing into healthy love, too.

<3

#music #ben platt #sing to me instead #reverie #honeymind #love songs #i love my girlfriend a lot #and I am unbelievably excited to dedicate many a song from honeymind to her #and I'm saying that when not even knowing any songs! besides 'andrew' but that doesn't apply lmao

[oswincoleman]

Jenna Coleman's 2022 Year in Review, part 1: Acting

In short, 2022 was almost the opposite of 2021 in this regard. From January to June, Jenna didn't do any acting (that we know of), but after that, she was very busy most of the time working on Wilderness, Jackdaw, and rehearsing for Lemons Lemons Lemons Lemons Lemons.

Bad news first: in 2022, Jenna had less screen time than in any other year of her acting career since 2011. There are numerous reasons for this, including her break from April 2021 to June 2022, and various delays. She appeared prominently in one episode of The Sandman, and had a small and tiny appearance in two others. She also voiced Melia Antiqua in Xenoblade Chronicles 3.

Good news: 2023 is going to be a very good year for Jenna Coleman fans, with Lemons Lemons Lemons Lemons Lemons, Klokkenluider, Wilderness, and possibly also Jackdaw being released. Jenna was arguably involved in more projects this year than ever before. She promoted the release of the film Klokkenluider, and started filming Jackdaw. She promoted the TV show The Sandman, and filmed Wilderness. She started rehearsing for the play Lemons Lemons Lemons Lemons Lemons. And the game Xenoblade Chronicles 3 was released.

The Sandman

10 episodes of The Sandman season 1 were released on Netflix on the 5th of August 2022. As was announced in 2021, Jenna played Johanna Constantine, a sort-of, but not quite genderbent John Constantine. Johanna goes through similar events as John in the comics, but reacts differently to them, being her own unique character. Episode 3 of The Sandman, "Dream a Little, Dream of Me", predominantly revolves around her.

Several additional scenes were added to that episode, to establish her character, such as the ones shown in the two gifs above, in which she is tasked with exorcising a demon from a princess, and dresses up as a priest for the occasion.

Jenna also played the ancestor of Johanna Constantine; Lady Johanna Constantine, in episode 6 of The Sandman, "The Sound of her Wings". She appears in the scene set in 1789, during the sequence of meetings between Morpheus and Hob Gadling every 100 years. Although this appearance was brief, it marks the introduction of her character, who will appear again in future episode(s) of The Sandman.

Jenna was phenomenal in both roles, and received tons of praise for her portrayal of both Constantines. Since the release of the show, a lot of people have requested for her to get her own spinoff show! Unfortunately, I think it is unlikely to happen, given how reluctant Netflix was to even renew The Sandman, but you never know!

Both Constantines are very unique roles for Jenna, these are parts the likes of which she has never played before. And just as she always does, she really made them stand out, and be unique. Just as she does for all of her roles, she gave them their own unique way of speaking, a unique pronunciation. She talked a lot about how she approached playing the characters, and how she portrayed their rough, cynical, sweary outside, to hide their true feelings.

Jenna also did a lot of promotional work for The Sandman in the months leading up to the release. The above gif is from a video of the cast of The Sandman associating a word or phrase relating to the show, to every letter of the alphabet, for Entertainment Weekly.

We don't yet know for sure if Jenna will reprise her role(s) for season 2 of The Sandman, but she did share this behind-the-scenes picture of herself as Johanna Constantine meeting Morpheus (played by Tom Sturridge) on Instagram after the announcement of the renewal of the show.

Hopefully, Jenna will receive the awards and nominations she deserves for her amazing acting in the show next year!

Xenoblade Chronicles

Jenna also reprised her role as Melia Antiqua in Xenoblade Chronicles 3, which was released on the 29th of July 2022. Above is a picture of her doing the voice acting for the game. You can watch the cutscenes from the game here:

Klokkenluider

After a long period of uncertainty about its release, Klokkenluider, the film Jenna Coleman filmed in February to March 2021, had its world premiere on the 8th of October at the London Film Festival. It was subsequently also shown at the Cambridge Film Festival, and the Tallinn Black Nights Film Festival. It was announced to be more widely released at some point next year.

Jenna's character, Flo, was reported to only appear in the final act of the film. She is a very sweary character, apparently even more so than Johanna Constantine. One review of the film said that "Coleman must hold some kind of record of how many times a character can say any version or abbreviation of the word “cunt” in under a minute, but her role is the most fun I’ve seen the actress ever have on screen."

The reviews of the film and Jenna's acting in it have been almost universally very positive. So I can't wait to see it!

Wilderness

On the 17th of June, 2022, Jenna Coleman was announced to lead the Amazon Prime show "Wilderness", in which she plays Liv Taylor. It is based on the novel of the same name by B.E. Jones. Filming took place in Canada and the USA from the 17th of June to the 1st of October. The show will mainly revolve around her and Will Taylor, played by Oliver Jackson-Cohen.

It was announced that it would be released next year, but we are still waiting for a date to be announced for it. The behind the scenes pictures show that they filmed in lots of beautiful scenery.

Jackdaw

This is a "secret" new film that Jenna started working on in the week of the 5th of December. It is apparently directed by Jamie Childs, and also stars Oliver Jackson-Cohen. Everyone involved has tried to keep talk about it to a minimum, and there have not been any public announcements about it yet, besides casting calls for various roles.

At the moment, we only know very little about it. Given the deliberate secrecy, it is likely that "Jackdaw" will not be the final name of the film. But what we do know, is that Jenna dyed her hair a light shade of blonde, much lighter than her hair colour in The Cry.

We know that Jenna wears a black outfit, and is involved in several action sequences. She even has a stunt double for these scenes!

At the moment, it is impossible to say when it will be released. Jenna has only worked on it for a brief period so far, as rehearsals for Lemons Lemons Lemons Lemons Lemons started soon after the start of filming. Other actors involved in the film have, however, been working almost right until Christmas on it. It is quite possible that Jenna will continue filming it, after the play is done, in April 2023.

Lemons Lemons Lemons Lemons Lemons

On the 8th of November, it was announced that Jenna Coleman and Aidan Turner would star as Bernadette and Oliver in the play Lemons Lemons Lemons Lemons Lemons. It will be shown at the Harold Pinter Theatre in London from the 18th of January to the 18th of March, then in Manchester from the 21st to the 25th of March, and finally in Brighton from the 28th of March to the 1st of April.

The promotion for the play has been absolutely amazing. The play immediately had an official Instagram and Twitter account, and its own website. Additionally, there was a photoshoot for the play, a TV interview at the BBC's today show, and a radio interview during the Zoe Ball Breakfast show. And all of that weeks before rehearsals even began!

For fans living outside the UK, it remains unclear if it will be possible to see the play. But hopefully, it will be recorded for NTLive, just like All My Sons was.

The War Rooms

This is a show, that Jenna was announced to be the lead actress in, and the executive producer for, on the 27th of April 2021. However, since the initial announcement, there has not been any news about it whatsoever. Although this could be interpreted as the show having been scrapped, Jenna Coleman recently said during a Comic Con, that it was still in development, that it was just taking a long time.

Perhaps filming for it will start in 2023?

#jenna coleman #jenna louise coleman #year in review #year in review 2022 #2022 #acting #the sandman #johanna constantine #lady johanna constantine #xenoblade chronicles #klokkenluider #wilderness #wilderness tv #jackdaw #lemons lemons lemons lemons lemons #lemons the play #the war rooms #war rooms #joan bright #melia antiqua

[g0ttal0ve101]

Christmas Special

Note: RIAM EDITION!!!!!! (1/4) TW: none! <3

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“I-I’m Sam, Riley’s buh…Riley’s b-buh…”

His reflection stared back at him relentlessly as he put all his effort into practicing his introduction. It was no use — He still stammered on the word ‘boyfriend’ no matter how many times he rehearsed it. Sam knew that his stutter would be unavoidable whenever he got there, but he still wanted to try and minimize it as much as possible. After all, some people don’t understand it. Some people think he’s just nervous or looking for attention, not even thinking about the years of speech classes he took to try and get rid of it. It was embarrassing. Not to mention, Riley had a little brother who was surely too young to understand his condition. That just heightened his anxiety.

Placing his hands on the counter and taking a deep breath, he tried again. “I’m Sam. R…iley’s boy-…boy-…”

“Boyfriend.”

Turning sharply on his heel, Sam let out a small gasp. “Momma!”

In the entrance of the bathroom door, his mother sat promptly on her wheelchair with a beautiful smile. She was always beautiful. Even through sickness and through health, his mother was one of the most gorgeous women Sam had ever seen. With eyes the color of leaves in autumn, smooth mocha skin, and a sweet grin, it was evident to anyone with eyes that she was a good person. Sam didn’t like looking into her eyes for too long, knowing he could never compare.

“Momma, you’re supposed to be in bed…” Sam laughed softly, wheeling her back in the direction of her room. He guessed that she must have been eager to see him before he took off to Riley’s house for dinner. “I’m leaving in five minutes.”

“I heard some noise so I wanted to check if you were okay. Were you practicing meeting her parents?”

“…Yes, momma.”

“You’re a sweet boy, Sam. She’s lucky to have you.” She chirped, setting her hands into her lap. As they neared her room, she began another one of her sentences again. “Before you go, tell me more about Riley.”

Blushing heavily, Sam let out a little groan of embarrassment. He knew that once he got on the topic, he’d surely say something that was a bit on the nose and make his mother tease him for days on end. That was fine. He liked it whenever she had fun rather than moping around in bed all day.

Assisting her onto her bed again, her son began to answer her demands. “She has red hair, green eyes—!”

“That’s not what I want to know,” she hummed while laying her head down on the pillows, “I want to know about her, Sam. Not what she looks like.”

Sam grabbed the end of her blanket and tucked her in tightly, stroking the thin hair that dusted her nose back behind her ears. “She really likes animals. She likes saving strays off the street and taking care of them until they get better. Her favorite food is strawberries, her birthday is August 29th, she has a dog named Harley and a little brother named Jack, and she has tons of stuffed animals she likes to collect.”

There was silence for a brief moment. Snapping back into reality, Sam blinked a few times and turned back to his mother, who was smiling ear to ear. He couldn’t help but feel like she was already preparing herself to tease him. The ends of his ears grew piping hot.

“You didn’t stutter once.”

Sam’s eyes glow from the sudden realization that what his mother said was true. Grasping at his sweater and swallowing hard, he tried his hardest to contain his joy. His mother saw right through him.

“Do you get it, Sam? Don’t stress out over it or it’ll make things harder. If you stutter a little, that’s okay. If you stutter a lot, that’s okay too. Because at the end of the day, it’s what makes you, you. You don’t need to change yourself for others.” His mother consoled him, grasping his hand tightly before he set off. “And if I know a thing about Riley, it’s that she won’t let anyone bother you about it.”

Sam nodded. “Thank you, momma.”

Planting a kiss on both sides of his face, she giggled gently. “I love you, Sam. Come home before midnight, okay?”

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Sam parked his car in the driveway with a trembling smile that continued to shift in and out of sight. This was it. He was there. Although he wanted to text Riley before he walked up to the porch, he was already spotted by a little boy playing outside the residence who waved at him. He had no jacket or shoes on, despite playing in the cold snow. Sam’s smile dropped. He must’ve snuck outside the house.

Exiting the car and unbuttoning his jacket instantly, Sam carefully approached the boy and made sure not to slip on the icy pavement. The little boy, who looked identical to Riley, gazed up at him with a bright smile.

“Hiii! What’s your name?” He gushed, trying to put together a snowball in order to build a snowman. He at least had gloves — That was good.

Preparing himself for the moment he practiced for, Sam fixed his posture and took off his coat to let the boy borrow. “Sam. I’m Riley’s boyfriend.”

. . .

“BOYFRIEND?” Jack gasped, his glittering eyes wider than saucers. Telling by his shocked expression, he hadn’t expected Sam to appear the way he does. Whether that was a good thing or a bad thing, he didn’t know. “I didn’t know Rie-Rie had a boyfriend! She always tells me that ‘it’s none of my business’ and that ‘I don’t need to know.’ But I do need to know so I can judge whether or not he’s good for her!”

That put Sam on the cutting block. With a nervous chuckle, he tried his hardest to act natural. “Is that…so?”

“Yeah! I don’t need another Jordan coming over and telling her what to do!” He huffed, apparently recalling the days where Riley and Jordan were together. He didn’t seem to be very fond of it at all. “Anyways, she’s upstairs in her room. I know you’ve come around before. You sneak in through the window.”

“H-How—?”

“You have to pass my window to get to hers. You’re not slick.” Jack stuck his nose in the air, putting his hands on his hips. “I just don’t tell ‘cause I know that Rie-Rie would probably beat me up. Plus, I figured you were her friend. Not her boyfriend.”

Placing his jacket on Jack’s little shoulders, Sam gave him a polite smile and nodded. “Well, I am her boyfriend a-and I hope that I’ll p…pass your test, sir.”

Jack’s eyes lit up like stars whenever he heard the referral of ‘sir’ thrown at him. Feeling like he was a grown-up was a whole other level of joy he experienced at the rare times it happens. In other words, Sam’s acceptance rate went up at least ten times the amount that he was at before.

Dusting the snow off his pants and sticking his hand in the air, he decided to prove just how big of a boy he truly was. “I’ll take you to her now. C’mon!”

Jack grabbed his hand and yanked him inside, now wearing his oversized jacket while doing so. It surprised him to see that whenever they walked in, their mother didn’t even spare them a glance. It wasn’t like she was busy or anything either — She was simply smoking a cigarette and watching television, completely unaware that her little son had been outside playing unsupervised and without the proper clothing. Sam then remembered what Riley told him about her. He could help but blow a few holes in her skull with his eyes before following the little boy up the stairwell.

“Daddy’s not home yet. I was waiting for him outside…” Jack explained briefly with a frown. Seeing his saddened little face, Sam’s heartstrings pulled a bit. He understood how that felt all too well.

Once they got to the top of the steps, Sam thought he heard the sound of faint moaning coming from down the hall. His eyebrow cocked upward before he followed Jack in the direction of Riley’s room, wondering who would be getting down like that before Christmas dinner. Luckily the little boy didn’t seem to notice.

Swinging the door wide open without a care, Jack happily waltzed inside his older sister’s room. “Rie-Rieeee! Your boyfriend’s here!”

Sam entered the room with a soft grin. The amount of times he’s snuck in there was crazy, but now he finally was invited in through the front door. It was funny to think about. On her bed with a book and tons of stuffed animals, she sprung up and immediately gave him a tight hug. He squeezed back even tighter.

“I’m so glad you’re here, Sam. I don’t think I could’ve lasted another minute without you.” Riley bubbled, in a surprisingly good mood now that he was here. “Dinner’s gonna be done soon, my dad just has to bring home some drinks.”

They both plop down on the mattress with airless laughter, their eyes interlocking for a long while. Watching as Sam’s hand encaptured Riley’s waist, Jack furrowed his eyebrows a little.

“Are you gonna kiss now?” He huffed, folding his arms up and suspiciously looking at their physical affection. “Have you kissed before?”

Sam’s face turned bright red. Riley couldn’t help but groan. “Go play, Jackie. C’mon, please?”

And with that, he was off. Telling by the look on his face, he didn’t want to see something he’d regret. Sam had the feeling that he saw way too much before. Hopefully not from Riley’s previous relationship. He hurriedly shook the thought before it consumed him.

Then there were two. Sam’s eyes lingered on Riley now that Jack was completely out of sight, examining the nice outfit she wore to please her parents for the holidays. Green overalls with a cute white undershirt that had poinsettias printed all over it. Not only that, but she had her hair down and curled too. He thought she looked adorable — Although, it was pretty obvious she didn’t harbor the same opinion.

“My mom did my hair. Don’t ask.”

“You don’t like it?”

Avoiding his eyes with a pout, she turned as red as her hair. “…I only let her do it because I knew you’d like it.”

Sam grinned. “You’re right. I think it l…looks really good.” He hummed, planting his lips against her rosy cheeks. “You should wear your hair d-down more often.”

She smiled before placing her hands against his chest and leaning into his embrace again. “And you should wear these kinds of sweaters more often.” Her voice purred out as the tip of her finger circled around his collarbone.

“…I will if you want.” His eyes darkened with obsession as he gazed at her like a predator to prey. She thought it was cute and tapped his nose. That only snapped him out of it.

“Behave yourself.”

“Y-Yes, Riley.”

#oc: sam vega #friend’s oc: riley morgan #riam ❤️

[lunamidnight]

November 29th

Fanfiction/Original Fiction

First created: August 2023

Last updated: Sept. 28 2023

General Premise: Got inspired by @driftingmoonmenace from their Club Au, I have messaged them, and we figured out that mine is vastly different form theirs. Still wanted to shoutout though.

Other notes: I haven’t even gotten to the club yet in story but i know what i plan to do when i get back into it.

Tw: signs of past domestic abuse.

Laws were passed and robots and animatronics became citizens, fazbear incorporated and all of it's locations closed and disappeared after the lawsuit that was the catalyst for said laws.

Old patrons young and old helped those who once entertained them gain their feet in society, some continued to entertain on their own terms, others strayed far away from their old roles and thrived in surprising ways.

Many years passed and younger patrons grew up into adults, some still seeing their old idols and caretakers, some wishing to see them once again. One in particular has been in a bad spot, crappy boyfriend, shitty home life, and recently fired from her last job thanks to the boyfriend. The only solace this one had is the little friend she saved on her last visit to fazbear's pizza plex. 

This one’s name is Nova and her little friend was the tiniest of DJ Musicman’s babies, Tiny. He was set to be thrown away when she was leaving the Plex but she snagged him when the worker wasn’t looking and they have been together since. He hides when the boyfriend is near but records everything he can in case they find a way out of their situation.

On a day that they got to go out on their own to look for a job is when things got to change. Nova had just handed in an application at the local cafe when she turned around and bumped into someone she once knew.

She looks up at the one she just bumped into, her eyes widening in surprise at the head of rays and sky blue eyes in front of her. “Sunny?” She asked incredulously.

“The one and only SuperNova.” He stated while smiling down at her and lifting her up into an exuberant hug which caused her to let out a small whine of pain. He put her down immediately with a shocked and worried frown. “Oh no, did I hug too hard? I’m sorry…” He said sadly, stepping back from her.

Nova’s eyes widened as she shook her head. “No no, you’re fine, I just…I have a few spots that are still tender…” Nova replied reassuringly although she was hesitant to go into detail about her home life. It was then she heard the excited squeal of Tiny and the deep chuckle of Sun’s counterpart Moon right behind her. “Goodness, so this is where you’ve been Tiny, keeping Miss Novela out of trouble?” He asked although his tone suggested that he already figured out the truth.

Nova jumped and turned around in slight surprise to face Moon. She could see in his expression that he could see exactly what had caused her to whine in pain. “...as much as he could at least…We have a lot to catch up on…” Nova replied with a relenting sigh as Sun stepped over to place a hand on her shoulder reassuringly after exchanging an internal conversation with his twin.

“Indeed we do, Both sides surely.” A third voice sounded belonging to the third brother, Eclipse. “Why don’t we go somewhere with more room to sit and eat, the cafe has some food, but not enough to make a meal.” He said coming around the group and leaning down to Nova’s level. Nova went to protest about both her not having the money and them paying for it, but before she could utter a word Eclipse shushed her with a finger and a calm, but firm statement that they would not be taking no for an answer. This made a small pleasant shiver run up her spine,but she ignored it in favor of relenting to the given statement.

Nova sighed again when he took his finger away. “Alright then, where too?” She asked before getting excitedly dragged out of the cafe by Sun. “Oh goodness I know just the place, Best dishes and everything, they even have things that we can eat too, now that we can.” Sun explained as he took her by the hand down the street, the two darker brothers following idly but quickly.

“Oh you got the food upgrades? That's awesome.” Nova replied having heard of some of the upgrades that became available after the laws were passed. “Oh yes, and a few other things, but we will discuss that at our destination.” Sun explained as he turned the corner. “Tada! Just a little more and we will be there.”

Nova looked ahead at the restaurant. “Wow wow no way, that's terribly expensive I can’t let you guys pay that.” Nova explains digging her heels into the sidewalk in retaliation. “Now come on, we wouldn’t bring you if we couldn’t afford it.” Eclipse stated from behind her blocking her way from backing up, to which she blushed lightly from the contact. Meanwhile a shop door bell quietly went off behind them. “Ugh alright, but I'm super underdressed, I wouldn’t be allowed inside.” Nova responded in vain as the shop bell rang out again and Moon appeared with a very nice and most likely expensive jacket which he proceeded to put on Nova much to her protest. “Not any more~.” Moon sang as he finished getting the very expensive jacket on her.

Nova gaped like a fish unable to rebuke any of the boy's antics before they continued to shuffle her into the restaurant and into a private booth big enough for them and at least 3 others if needed. Eclipse handed her the menu made for humans. “If you worry about the price, I’ll get you the most expensive thing on the menu.” He said while pointing at the very expensive steak and lobster dinner that was so pricey the price had to be asked by the chef himself.

Nova gulped at that fact. “Got it, I won’t worry about the prices.” She said before taking a look at the menu. Her mouth watered at many of the choices, she hadn’t gotten to eat anything she wanted because of her boyfriend, so with this opportunity, she ended up ordering a scampi dish with shrimp and crab. Once the waiter took their orders and left, the boys all collectively turned to Nova. “So SweetTart How have you been? Please be honest, Tiny has already given us some pointers.” Eclipse said as the small robot jumped out of Nova’s shirt pocket and climbed onto Moon’s shoulder looking sheepish. 

Nova watched him and sighed. “It’s okay Tiny, Thank you. It helps me talk about it all.” Nova reassured the spider-like robot. Tiny nodded with a happy chirp before snuggling into Moon's chin.

“Well, I…I’m sorry I don’t know where to start…” Nova said after a few moments of thinking things over and visibly becoming upset. Sunny pulled her into a side hug and Moon joined in from her other side. Eclipsed sighed understandingly. “That’s fine, Let’s go with questions, we ask something and you answer then you get to ask us something in return. Sound fair?” Eclipse explained. Nova nodded. “Yeah that sounds easier and Tiny can help too,” Nova replied calming down a bit, just happy to be with her favorite trio of animatronics.

“Right, let's start off easy, How has your diet been?” Eclipse asked simply. Nova blinked in confusion before she realized what he was actually asking. “I…my situation hasn’t let me have a lot of what I’d like, more like a vegan or vegetarian diet, which each their own but I miss proteins and carbs…and chocolate.”Nova replied after figuring out her wording. “That explains the scampi, want a brownie for dessert?” Moon asked with a chuckle. “Sure but now I get to ask two questions, thanks Moon,” Nova said with a mischievous smile which got Moon to gape in shock before chuckling in pride. “Well played Novela,” Moon replied. “Indeed, so go ahead SweetTart,” Eclipse said with a proud smile of his own. Sun hugged her closer in pride with a giggle towards his twin.

“Hmm, okay what have you guys been doing to be well enough off to afford a place like this?” Nova asked. “And probably has a similar answer, but what other upgrades did you all get?” 

Sun laughed lightly in response. “It sure does have a similar answer though… a lot of it is not suited to a table,” Sun replied getting Nova to deadpan. “This is a private booth, but if you are really not comfortable answering aloud you can tell me in my ear.” Nova offered. This time Moon chuckled while pulling her away from Sun and sitting her in his lap to which she blushed in response. “It’s not us that might not be comfortable, but if you insist,” Moon said before leaning to her ear and whispering.

Nova listened carefully as he explained. “Uh-huh, okay, yeah that makes sense, oh…ohhhh.. Oh my god, you guys are basically-” Nova started in surprise before Moon’s hand covered her mouth in retaliation. “The proper term and closest we could find is Escort alright.” He said simply getting a nod before he let go. “Okay wow, um congrats, though a little surprising due to what you guys did before but, hell if you found your calling who am I to judge,” Nova explained before getting licked by Moon’s too-long tongue as he giggled like a mad man. “Bleh, what the hell Moon!” She exclaimed with a heavy blush as she movied back to Sun while rubbing her face. Sun sighed with a shake of his head. “Yes, well that is also an upgrade, I’m sure you’ll know most of them, if not all in time,” Sun replied, moving her over his lap to sit between him and Eclipse. This made Moon pout, but he said nothing of it otherwise.

Eclipse pulled her still blushing form closer to himself. “Thank you for your understanding, I honestly was expecting some kind of backlash since you used to be a patron of the old daycare.” 

“Oh goodness no, Who am I to judge, sides I can see it's working, so good for you guys,” Nova replied with a reassuring smile.

“Yes, well not everyone is so accepting, but now it's our turn, Moon?” Eclipse said passing the metaphorical question torch to the old naptime attendant. Moon nodded knowing which question he was tasked with asking. “You mentioned that your situation has forced you to change your diet, and I am sure you know what Tiny has alluded to us, so what exactly is your situation?” Moon explained simply but bluntly. 

Nova sighed knowing this was to come and now has had time to figure out what to say. “ I have a Boyfriend and he…he was so good at first but lately it's just been…hell…the diet change is the least of my problems with him, I lost my last job because of him, I've been hurt by him, im rarely able to leave on my own, today was one of those rare times, I just-...” Nova said before letting out a hiccup and realizing she had started to cry. 

Eclipse carefully wiped away a few tears from her eyes. “You just want to get out yes?” He asked and she nodded with another hiccup. “Well, you obviously don’t have anywhere else to go or you would have left already right?” He asked again knowing that their game was on hold. Nova nodded again looking up at him with a defeated look in her eyes. “Don’t worry then you don’t have to go back, you can stay with us, hell we even have a sort of receptionist job open for you if you’re interested.” Eclipse detailed.

“Oh goodness, I wouldn’t want to take advantage…” Nova began before Sun spoke up. “Nonsense, you’d actually be doing us a huuuuge favor, not only is the apartment above the club not lived in, but the job we're offering would take a lot off our shoulders, so we can focus more on the customers,” Sun replied reassuringly. “Yep, you’ll be basically working for room and board, although we will have you know, we do plan to spoil you, a lot.” Moon continued with a smirk. “Yes, and the job should be easy, just mainly keep our customers from doing anything stupid while they wait their turn. Oh, and you’ll be able to see DJ too on music nights.” Eclipse replied, finishing off the offer.

Nova looked between them in shock and relief before nodding with a few tears. “Okay, Okay I accept, Thank you, guys, so much,” she said, starting to cry again and Sun took the initiative to comfort her. “Oh and you are officially broken up with that imbecile, so if he shows his face we will deal with him accordingly,” Moon said with a sinister grin. “Sounds good to me, good riddance,” Nova replied before she waved to Tiny and got him to come to her. “Tiny, do you mind sending all the recordings you have on…him..” Nova asked. Tiny nodded before curling up in her jacket pocket and going into a power-saving mode to start uploading and sending the files to the three around them. 

Meanwhile, after Nova calmed down, their food arrived and Nova couldn’t help but dig in ravenously. “Oh sweet carbs, have I missed you so.” Nova said when she stopped long enough to take a breath. “Easy now, SuperNova, don't want you to get sick.” Sun chided lightly. “Sorry sunny, got a little excited.” Nova replied with an embarrassed blush before a loud banging came from the nearest window. The window was blocked from most of their booth but, with Nova sitting between Sun and Eclipse, She could see who was there and vice versa. Upon seeing who was causing the noise her face blanched out in fear.

All three noticed the change easily. “SweetTart…Is that him? Eclipsed asked softly not getting a responce through her fear. “Nova. Please.”Eclipse said more firmly while using her name to finally get her attention. “S-Sorry…Yes it’s him…” Nova choked out through incoming tears.Her now Ex looked anger and was obviously swear up a storm. Eclipse nodded simply before moving her to Sunny’s lap and getting up just as their waitress showed up. He leaned down to say something to the waitress before signaling Moon to follow him outside. Sunny stayed and comforted Nova, moving them to hide away from the window.

It took Nova a moment to calm down enough to wipe her tears away with Sun’s help when a platter of desserts was placed down in front of her. “One comfort platter for you from Mr. Eclipse, enjoy.” She said with a sympathetic smile before walking off to help other customers. “Comfort platter?” Nova asked looking up to Sun and then at the Platter itself. It contained just about every cake, cookie, and brownie on the menu, including various fruit and dips, Creme brulee and tira mesu to top it all off. “Yep I had a feeling he’d order you that, don’t worry we can take the rest home.” Sun replied. 

Tiny then let out a small squeak that indicated that at least one of the files was successfully sent. Sun grew quiet as he went over it in his mind, He stayed quiet even after, only hugging her carefully to himself protectively. Nova had started on some of the desserts, her main entree left aside before she realized the quiet. “I don’t know what order the files are being sent in, but most are the same.” Nova explained solemnly. Sun let out a sigh, obviously upset by the contents. 

“How long has this been happening to you? do you know when it changed.” Sunny asked keeping an open link with his brothers so they could hear. He was glad they couldn’t see the window, the argument outside would just upset Nova more. “It's only gotten that bad within the last year or so, but I think it started going down hill more than two years ago, maybe more, I thought it could be fixed, but I only realized that it wouldn’t after it was too late to leave.” Nova replied with a heavy sigh, setting the dessert she was eating down, not feeling it now. 

“I am glad you won’t have to go through that anymore,” Sun replied, turning her around in his lap for a proper hug. “We won't let you get hurt ever again, we promise.” Nova leaned into him with a relieved sigh. “I know…Thank you.” She replied letting herself absorb the warmth he was letting out.

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Outside was a different story as upon exiting the restaurant, the Ex walked up to the two brothers to yell at them only to be picked up by the scruff by Eclipse and dragged into the nearby alley way, once there, he tossed him into the side of the dumpster, causing a pained shout to emit from the scum bag, Moon stayed near the entrance to both keep watch and wait his turn.

Eclipse idolly walked up and knelt down in front of the Ex, his secondary arms emerging out from his trench coat and snagging him by his shirt. The Ex looked dizzy from his impact but still glared at Eclipse in defiance. “Wha’ you doin’ with my gir…” He slurred angrily. “Your ex Girl now actually. Do you have any idea how much trouble you are in for hurting her for so long?” Eclipse asked calmly, having heard the conversation between Sun and Nova through the open link. Eclipse didn't even look at the file fully before he had scruffed the Ex. 

“I did’n do nothin’ She lyin’” The ex spat out before getting slapped by Eclipse. “Me and my brothers are recieveing a increasing amount of evidence that says otherwise. Seeing the acts you have done against her makes us all very angry.” Eclipse said calmly but threateningly. “Whatsit to you freak?!” The Ex snapped out as he began to struggle in his realization that he was actually in danger. 

Eclipse grinned sinisterly as he leaned in closer to his face. “We once watched her as a child, and honestly seeing her as an adult has us falling for her rapidly. We consider her as one of our own, and no one messes with our own, especially a sniveling bottom feeder such as yourself. Do you now understand what you are dealing with?” Eclipse asked simply as he watched the male squirm in fear. 

“Yes yes I do, what do you want? Just don't kill me please.” The Ex relented, terrified. “What do we want? Simple, leave her alone and never show your face around any of us again, because if you do, none of us will have any mercy for you. Do I make myself clear?” Eclipse asked as Moon came up from behind to signal that they needed to wrap it up, Moon may have not gotten a turn but he agreed with every word Eclipse said. “C-crystal clear.” The Ex squeaked out struggling more against the solid hands that held him. “Hmph, alright then get out of our sight.” Eclipse said before tossing him like a ragdoll further down the alley, the Ex then stumbled to his feet and ran down the alley and out of sight.

Eclipse stood up,put his extra arms away, and sighed. “Well that was productive.” He said getting a chuckle from Moon as they headed out of the alley way. Outside Stood Sun and Nova, the former of which was handing off the left over to a worker bot that helped them often in taking things back to the club for a free charge from time to time. They used to be a common staff bot from the plex, and just like many of their brethren, have had minimal success in integrating into society unlike their more advanced peers. So giving them a job and a temporary charge station helps a lot. 

While Sun waved off the old staff bot, Nova made her way over to the two remaining brothers and hugged them. “Thank you for dealing with that, I feel alot better knowing I won't have to see him ever again.” Nova replied. “Of course Novela, you eat well.” Moon asked quickly, getting the subject away from that moron. “Uh well, I did eat more dessert than my main dish, but I promise to eat the rest later.” Nova replied sheepishly knowing that too much sugar was a bad thing.

“It’s alright, this was a special circumstance.” Eclipse replied as Sunny turned towards them after seeing off the leftovers. “Ah good, now we can go!” Sun said excitedly. “Where?” Moon asked his twin with a tilt of his head. “Well, Miss Nova suggested that if we insist on spoiling her, then we Can at least help out the local small businesses, isn’t that right?” Sun asked, looking at Nova. She nodded with a smile. “Yep, I have been wanting to go to the local market festival for a while, but never could, so i figured if you guys are so hell bent on spending money on me, then let's help out the community while we're at it.” Nova explained 

“That sounds like an excellent idea, SweetTart, I Too have heard of it, didn’t Chicka mention it last we saw her?” Eclipse asked his brothers. “Yes I think she said someone we know has a booth there, but of course she refused to say who.” Moon replied with a shrug. “Well then Let’s go find out.” Sun replied before picking up Nova. She squealed in surprise before Moon spoke up. “Hey you got her to yourself for a while, we should get a turn.” Eclipsed walked over and took Nova from Sun’s arms despite his protest and placed her on the ground. “I agree with Moon, though I think Nova should decide. 

“Hmmm, Tiny, how long would you say Sun got to be with me alone, and yes I am included on the way here because we did leave them behind.” Nova requested making sure Sun understood her reasoning. Sun frowned but nodded in understanding as Tiny popped up from out of Nova’s shirt pocket. He squeaked out something in her ear and she nodded in agreement. “Alright so rounding it off to 15 minutes correct?” Nova said, getting a nod in return. “Alright 15 minutes each and we got through the same order, so sun got first, who goes next and third?” Nova said as the two other brothers turned to each other with a competitive glint in their optics before rapidly playing Rock Paper Scissors, Nova could not tell how many rounds were dealt in the speedy blur that they created, but when the blurring stopped Moon stood victorious.

“Best for last it seems.” Eclipse said with a sigh and Moon picked up Nova and started towards their destination. “You're just jealous.” Moon said with a laugh before seeing a frown on Nova’s face. “Moon It’s not nice to be a sure winner, don’t make me give you 5 minutes less.” Nova explained firmly. “Honestly Moon, you were more of a stickler for that rule than I was.” Sun commented. Moon sighed knowing they were right. “Sorry Clip” Moon said aloud. “It's all good, just don’t do it again, I don’t think she’s bluffing on changing the time limit.” Eclipse replied with a proud smile. “Yeah definitely not kidding.” Moon said, adjusting Nova to sit on his shoulders.  

Once settled Nova picked up the end of his old hat that he still wore. “Goodness Moon, this poor thing needs a patch job, something fierce. How on earth did it survive this long?” Nova asked as she found and carefully tied the bell at the end of the night cap. “I honestly have no idea, but I haven’t found anyone that I'd willingly leave it with.” Moon replied simply.

“Hmmm, fair point, hopefully we can change that soon.” Nova said while neatly put the cap back properly so the end of it draped over moons shoulder. “Anywho, continuing from earlier, what’s your guys er… “menu” like?” She asked curiously. “Menu? Oh how it runs, well it’s a work in progress but we have decided on the ice cream flavor for discretion purposes.” Eclipse explained as they walked. “Oh okay so like vanilla for simple, strawberry for medium, and chocolate for extreme?” Nova asked in clarification. “Correct, wanna try guessing which is which?” Moon asked with a chuckle. “Moon she doesn’t need to know-” Sun started before Nova got his attention. “It’s alright, I am an adult, I know what everything is basically, plus I wanna see if i can get it right.” Nova said tapping her chin in thought.

Sun sighed knowing that yes she was an adult. “Alright go ahead.” Sun encouraged now curious on her answers. “Sun your vanilla, Moon is strawberry, and Eclipse is chocolate,” Nova replied confidently. “And how did you come up with that?” Eclipse asked with a neutral face to keep the answer to himself. “Easy, Sun is a literal ball of sunshine, and probably adores cuddles as much as hugs, You, Eclipse, have 4 arms so that's already extreme territory so that leaves Moon with strawberry which checks out since he definitely does the brat-taming thing,” Nova replied with a mischievous smile. Eclipse chuckled heartily with a nod of his head. “Right you are SweetTart, very good, I have a feeling with that knowledge you may be able to help us with the rest of the menu.” Eclipse replied nonchalantly as the banner for the market came into view. 

“Oh totally, since you guys are using ice cream for discretion I think adding sprinkles colors, or flavors would help with finer details on what a customer wants.” Nova replied already having ideas. “Ohh that is a wonderful idea, but what finer details could there be?” Sun asked having a few ideas but unsure if they would fit, his brothers assured him in his head that they would figure it out together. “Well, one example I can think of assuming all genders come through, maybe a closeted lesbian gets dragged in by their friends and hasn’t told them but doesn’t want to disappoint, maybe ordering a vanilla with pink sprinkles can clue you in on maybe a simple cuddle session to appease the friends but not pressure the customer in question.” Nova detailed. “Wow, that is genius, we will have to go over all of the possibilities later however, because we are here.” Moon announced catching Nova’s attention.

She looked up at the banner and grinned in excitement. “Ohhh this place looks awesome.” she said taking a look around as they entered the market, with her vantage point from Moon’s shoulders she could see many of the booths. “Indeed, if you see something you want to look at closer please let us know.” Eclipse instructs as he and his brothers also look around. It was Sunny who spotted a booth with lotions and scents, and waved everyone over. He spotted a bottle of lotion that claimed to be good for getting rid of and healing bruises, but even he thought it was ridiculously expensive. 

The three brothers wanted to confront such a price at a local market when Nova pointed out the promotion. Another bottle was set out with no label, the sign said the scent of the bottle had three components, guess all three get one of whatever they wanted from the booth for free, Two right got one free item from any table that wasn’t the one that had teh lotion they wanted on it. One right got the consumer a product of the seller's choosing. Upon reading the sign, they noticed how many people weren’t getting any more than one scent.  “Maybe we should check elsewhere?” sun suggested looking to Nova who had a determined look in her green eyes. “Or not…” Sun relented exchanging looks with his brothers before Moon stepped forward and knelt down so Nova could inspect the lotion bottle. The seller noticed the four of them and walked over with a big speech at the ready but Nova stopped him as she picked up the bottle and sniffed it heavily.

She closed her eyes as she processed the smell and opened her eyes with a confident grin. The seller looked pleased thinking he was going to win again, except her answer was not what he expected. “Bosenberry, Lavender, and Passion fruit.” She replied getting the seller's face to fall in shock. He stood there gaping like a fish as he looked between Nova and the bottle. He then stepped back and gestured to choose what they wanted. “Anything from any table ma’am.” He said with a break in his voice. Nova thanked him simply before getting the bruise away lotion, Sun asked for a bag which was received and he offered to carry it. Then they continued onward through the market leaving the poor seller to contemplate his life.

“How in the world did you do that?” Sun asked after a short giggle fit at the seller’s reaction. “I overheard some of the other people who tried and got the last two, and the Boysenberry scent isnt used alot in things so most wouldn’t be able to figure it out, but Since many of teh other berries that smell similar weren’t it, I figured out what it could be.” Nova explained with a smile as she looked around at the booths. “Goodness, fantastic observation skills,” Sun replied sounding proud of her. “Yeah I guess so, wait is that?...” Nova said squinting ahead of them to a booth for a local seamstress, and in said booth sat the old security guard of teh Pizza plex Vannesa. “Oh snap, that’s gotta be who Chicka was talking about. “Moon replied already making his way to the booth. Sun and Eclipse followed understanding why Moon was invested, after all they both had to deal with what happened back then.

When they got closer, they could see Vanessa busy stitching a garment on a small sewing machine. Nearby was a sign that said free patch-ups with purchase or 1 dollar without. She finished the stitch and lifted it up for inspection before setting it aside that’s when Moon spoke up. “Sup Ness” Moon spoke up getting the blonde to look up in surprise. “Moon?” She asked surprised before spotting Nova on his shoulders and the two brothers coming up on either side of the naptime attendant. “Well hey, I wasn’t expecting to see anyone I knew today, How are all of you?” Vanessa asked in greeting. 

“Doing well, Just got SweetTart here out of an undesirable situation, and so forth, How about you Miss Vanessa, We see you have started a business?” Eclipse replied with a question in clarification. “Oh, good, yes My therapist suggested that I try to make my hobby into something more, So far I’ve been mainly doing alterations, but thanks to Chicka and Roxanne I started making a few things.” Vanessa replied gesturing to the many items of clothes that were much more than a few. “Your definition of few is hilarious Miss Vanessa.” Sun replied with a giggle. Vanessa scratched her forehead with a small blush. “Yeah well, I’ve had time on my hands.” She explained.”Nova wanna check soem of the stuff? I think i have some that should eb your size I can always fix it if needed.” the older women offered. “Oh yeah totally, also MOon’s cap here needs so serious TLC, maybe since you two get along maybe you can fix it?” Nova asked looking down at Moon wondering if he would be okay with it. “Well, I do trust Ness, but taking it off…”Moon said trailing off getting a little antsy.

“You don’t have to now Moon, but I can see from here that it doesn’t have much life in it anymore,I can definitely fix that for you.” Vanessa replied. Meanwhile, Tiny popped out of Nova’s shirt to warn her about the time limit. He also waved at Vanessa who waved back and smiled glad to see he was okay. “Moon can you bring me down to your level please?” Nova asked after a moment of thought. Moon did so and held her in a way that she was sitting on his arms facing him at his eye level. “I know I should just go for it.” Moon spoke quickly feeling a lecture or something coming on. “Yes but, it’s ultimately your choice, but let me ask you this, do you want your cap fixed?” Nova asked looking him into his optics. “Yes, of course i’m just…I dont like having it off. The hood isn’t the same.” Moon replied clutching the hooding that hung on his back. “Right, understandable, would it help if you had a distraction?” She asked simply. He tilted his head in confusion his brothers not too far behind. “...I suppose…” Moon replied unsure what she could be referring to.

Nova nodded with a deep sigh. “Okay then two thing, One I’m sorry in advance, and two you’ll thank me later.” Nova said moving her hands to Moon’s cheeks “What do you me-!” Moon started only to be kissed by Nova who quickly brought up his hood as she took the cap off and handed it to Vanessa behind her. Vanessa quickly got into fixing it while Moon’s internal fans kicked into overdrive at the kiss. Then Tiny let out an alarm sounding the 15 minute mark. Nova let go and dropped to the floor thanks to the slack in the shocked animotronics arms and ran hid inside Eclipse’s trenchcoat. “I’m so sorry but it had to be done.” She exclaimed as she hid. Sun and Eclipse looked from Moon to each other in shock, finding that they felt a tiny bit jealous of Moon but was ultimately impressed with the plan of getting his cap fixed.

Moon was still very unresponsive the only indication that he was still online was the heavy blush and loud whirling of his fans. Vanessa worked quickly and expertly as she added stars, clouds, and, a moon patch to cover some of the bigger tears, she also fluffed the brim and added a new silver bell to the end. Eclipse picked up Nova as she was finishing up and Sun moved over to Moon to check on him. “I hope I didn’t break him, I couldn’t think of a better distraction.” Nova replied feeling bad. “It’s alright SweetTart, It’s about time he got it fixed, although I must admit that me and Sun at a tad bit jealous…”Eclipse replied whispering the last part, unfortunately, she heard him and looked up at him from in his arms. “Aw really, don’t worry, you guys will get your time, I promise,” Nova replied with a smile. Eclipse blinked down at her. “Wait so was that not just for the plan?” He asked simply. 

“Well at first yes, but then I realized that you three saved me from a very bad situation and that I have always loved you guys, so now that we're here as we are now, why not see what happens, and see if I can be in love maybe? I don’t know I’m still figuring it out in my mind.” Nova explained sounding unsure. Suddenly two sets of arms were around her in a double hug and Eclipse joined in with his brothers while holding her up. “Nova, it’s okay if your still figuring it out, you just came out of a very bad relationship, you do not have to figure out everything in a single day.” Eclipse explained firmly. Nova smiled gratefully. “Thank you…” She replied. “No need to thank us, Thank you for being you.” Sun replied his rays spinning happily. “Yes, and thanks for the distraction, I’m glad it worked, it was nice too.” Moon replied still blushing about it.

Nova giggled hugging back before Vanessa called out that she was done. Each of them blushed at the fact that they essentially got together right in front of Her, but she didn’t seem to mind. She handed over Moon’s cap and he was quick to put it on. Vanessa then handed over a hand mirror to him so he could look. “Wow, doesn’t even loook like it aged a day since the daycare.” Moon said aloud carefulling touching the cap all over, the others moved to look too. “Great pick on the silver bell Vanessa, looks so will with the colors now.” Nova exclaimed flicking the bell for it to ring.  Eclipse chuckled agreeing with the notion. “And such quickness and dexterity, we are definitely recommending you from here on out.” Sun replied spotting her business card in a pile nearby. Moon then turned and pulled Vanessa into a ug which surprised the blonde before she recipricated it. “Thanks nessy.” He said simply getting a smile from the usually aloof women. “Of course, and that’s on the house so don’t go trying to give me money, you guys spreading the word is enough.” Vanessa said firmly although had a feeling that they would try something anyways.

 “Sure Ness, we will just pay for anything Nova gets then.” Eclipse replied as he carried Nova into the booth. “A.k.a. They will not take no for an answer.” Nova continued with a laugh before eclipse picked up a few different clothes for her and dropped them on top of her while continueing to the back of the booth where a large closet dressing room was located. Nova carefully moved teh clothes off of her head and frowned at Eclipse and his shenanigans. “Rude.” Is all she said getting a laugh out of him as he carefully set her done at the entrance of teh dressing room, he took the clothes and one by one lifted them up to her to see what she thought.

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D.U.D.E Part 12 - Unpretty (Set in 2020)

Note: This is set in a universe where Men VS Women / Intergender matches can happen.

Chapter 1: here Chapter 2: here Chapter 3: here Chapter 4: here Chapter 5: here Chapter 6: here Chapter 7: here Chapter 8: here Chapter 9: here Chapter 10: here Chapter 11: here

Tags: @piratewithvigor @tantamount-treason @thedollmaker16 @janetreader

Around 2000 Words. 18+ in places (those chapters will be marked as 'Mature / sexual content' just to be safe). Please inform me if you wish to be tagged or untagged from posts. If the text is in italics and orange it's Kirby's inner monologue. If the text is coloured but not in italics, it's either dialogue or a P.O.V change (P.O.V changes will be in bold and translated dialogue will appear in square [ ] brackets), Key below. Quick note on Geia's text colour: Yes I do know that as Greed she should be in yellow but I decided to colour the men's dialogue yellow so Geia was changed to be pink like the other women in the story outside of the main 8.

The Main 8: Damo - Bio. Vi - Bio. Billie - Bio. Geia - Bio. Kirby - Bio. Honey - Bio. Eli - Bio. Sara - Bio.

Gluttony's P.O.V:

Kirby is woken up by a text from Eddie the following morning (Saturday 29th August), 'Get dressed, I'm taking you out for coffee'. Kirby sighs as she gets up, getting dressed, and walking into the bathroom. She looks in the mirror at herself and hides her face in her hands. Why is Eddie with me? He's so handsome and I'm so ugly. I hate this fucking stupid orange ponytail, and these scars on my face, no amount of foundation can cover them. She wipes the tears from her eyes and splashes her face with water, drying off and doing her make-up, making sure she looks like she was never crying. She walks out of the bathroom and around the house, looking for Eddie. She finds him on the back patio, smoking a cigarette, scrolling through something on his phone. she takes a deep breath and double checks her outfit.

"Hey King, what are you doing?" She asks as she walks up, standing next to him.

"I'm just lookin' through..." Eddie looks over at Kirby, "Well, hello Ma, you come here often?"

"What? Eddie, we live together."

Eddie chuckles softly, "babe, it's a pick-up line."

"Oh... right, yes, I do come here often." She chuckles weakly.

Eddie finishes his cigarette, putting his arms around Kirby's waist and kissing her gently, the look in his eyes going from loving to concerned, "Kirby, is everythin' okay?"

"Yes, I'm fine." She whispers, barely loud enough to hear.

"No, no, I don't believe ya. What's wrong?"

"I don't want to talk about it."

"Tell me, I don't want you being upset."

"Eddie, am I pretty?" She asks, her voice trembling, tears in her eyes.

"Are you pretty? No. Are ya fuckin' stunnin' and gorgeous? Hell fuckin' yeah."

"I don't feel pretty..."

"You don't think you're pretty, 'cause you're not someone you'd be into. I am your type, right?"

"Yeah, I love you." She nods softly.

"You are my woman, I am your man. You don't have to love how you look, just be comfortable with who you are. I'll love your body, your mind, all of ya. You just stay with me, and let me love you,I'll be the one who adores you... Now smile, ya got me emotional." Eddie murmurs, wiping his eyes with his shirt.

Kirby buries her head in Eddie's neck, letting her sadness leave her body before pulling away, "I'm gonna go do my make-up again."

"This time around, take it all off, I wanna see my girl in her natural state."

"Yes sir, Mr Kingston." She jokes softly.

When Kirby returns from the bathroom, Eddie's got one of his hoodies and her pair of timbs in his hands, he nearly drops the items when he sees her.

"Woah, how the fuck do you go from a natural ten to a fuckin' nine?"

"Do you prefer the lack of makeup?"

"Prefer it? If I hadn't decided to take you out today, I'd be fuckin' ya 'till ya can't walk. Why do you cover up all of these beauty marks? And the freckles on your shoulders, why do you cover those up?"

"You are paying extra attention to detail?" She asks softly.

"Well, yeah, now I can see the details clearly. I'm not drunk or tired, or horny as fuck," He whispers, pulling her into a gentle kiss, "put these on, and we'll head out."

"One of your hoodies? I thought you didn't like anyone toughing your stuff."

"You said you like how I smell, so I thought this would be perfect, I have plenty more."

Kirby takes in the smell as she puts the hoodie on, biting her lip to stop herself from moaning, her senses full of Eddie's presence. It takes her a moment to remember how to tie her shoelaces, her mind still on Eddie. He wraps his arms around her waist from behind, kissing her neck.

Eddie spends the rest of the day, and the following three days, showing Kirby around Yonkers. Kirby arranges their flight and hotel, the couple flying back to Jacksonville, Florida on the 1st of September. Eddie and Kirby go right to bed after flying in, waking up on the 2nd in a mess of limbs.

"Morning, Kingy." Kirby murmurs as she wakes up.

"Good mornin', gorgeous." Eddie grumbles, pulling Kirby on top of him and into a lazy 'Good Morning' kiss.

"You want me to get you a coffee, Mr Loverman?"

"If you wouldn't mind, Doll, can ya pick me up a pack of-"

Kirby kisses Eddie softly, "I can get ya a pack of cigarettes, don't worry."

"You're such an angel." He whispers, resting his hands on her ass, grinding his groin against hers.

"Eddie, no, I have things to do today."

"Like what, what's more important than sex wit' ya fiancé?" He raises an eyebrow.

"Uhm, going to the gym, writing emails to people, doing some shopping for the house."

"Doin' some shopping for the house?"

"I'm not living in a blank white box forever, Eddie."

Eddie reluctantly lets Kirby get up, watching as she does her morning routine. Kirby gets dressed in front of him, in a short, mid-thigh tartan skit, a comfy orange sweater and a black button-up jacket.

"You look so fuckin' cute. Don't ruin it with makeup." Eddie half-groans half-yawns.

"Fine, I'll just put my mask and my timbs on, I was gonna put lipstick on, but nope, it's fine."

"A'ight, I get it. You can put some, and I mean some, makeup on."

Kirby blows a kiss to Eddie, grapping a lipstick from her bag, going back into the bathroom. She returns with her lips now a deep, chocolatey, shade of brown, she puts her mask and timbs on, standing up and being pulled into a hug by Eddie.

"I love ya, I put the can of mace in your bag, stay safe. Remember, two coffees, a pack of cigarettes, and maybe a box of con-"

Kirby kisses Eddie to shut him up, "I'm not getting condoms, you can survive without sex for a couple days."

"How am I supposed to do that, when you look so sexy?"

"Either get yourself off, or suffer. I'm not in the mood right now, Eddie."

"A'ight Ma, I'll suffer with my sexy-ass fiancée, bein' really fuckin' hot, not lettin' me rock her body." Eddie grumbles.

Kirby shakes her head, kissing Eddie one final time, grabbing her purse and leaving the room. She grabs Eddie's cigarettes first, also grabbing a box of nicotine patches, then getting him the first energy drink can she sees, paying for those items and heading to the local café. She pulls out her phone and calls Eddie.

"Hey beautiful, you at that café ya like?"

"Yeah, waiting for you, gonna get some work done while I wait. I got us some breakfast and coffee."

"I'll be there in a couple minutes, gotta call Ma first, tell her we got here okay."

"Tell Ruthie I say hi, and ask her to send me that really cute picture of you, Eric and Evan."

Eddie chuckles, "Okay, will do. Love ya, my gorgeous angel, see ya soon."

"Bye, handsome." She whispers as she hangs up, getting out her laptop and starting to work.

Around five minutes later, Eddie shows up carrying both his own and her gym bags. He sits across from her and sips his coffee, snapping his in front of her face to get her attention.

"Stop it," she grumbles, "I can't remember if Mike still has my posters or not. Fuck it, I'll call him later and ask."

"Hey Princess." Eddie smirks when Kirby looks at him.

"I got you some nicotine patches, and an energy drink." She murmurs, passing him the stuff she bought him.

"Thanks, I owe ya one."

"All you owe me is a weekend in Wales together."

"Deal, I'll give you a whole month in Wales if you want."

"As if either of us is gonna take a whole month off."

"You took a year off." He teases softly.

"For medical reasons." Kirby sticks her tongue out at Eddie.

Eddie chuckles, happily digging into the French toast Kirby bought him watching as Kirby works. Every so often she looks at him and sticks her tongue out, Eddie does the same in return, making each other smile softly. They leave after Eddie finishes his breakfast, heading to the gym and training with each other. After their workout, Kirby heads back to the hotel and Eddie heads off to the arena. She continues doing her work, going down her to-do list and crossing things off.

Kirby wakes up to the sound of the hotel room door opening, she checks the time on her phone '00:13 Wednesday, 3rd September' she looks over at the door and the shape in the doorway.

"Eddie?"

"Shit, I didn't mean to wake ya." Eddie whispers, closing the door behind himself.

"What kind of time do you call this?"

"'I should have called my girl and told her I'll be late' time?" He suggests.

"Yeah, a call or text would've been nice."

"I went out for drinks with Penta and lost track of time."

"You went out for drinks and didn't think to call me?" She raises an eyebrow in confusion.

Eddie gets undresses, only leaving on his white tank-top, and climbs into the bed next to Kirby. He smirks when he sees the underwear she has on, a see-through black lingerie set with a gap over her groin.

He pulls her onto his lap, kissing her deeply and slipping his tongue into her mouth, grinding his groin against hers.

"Were ya waiting for me?" He asks, whispering in her ear.

"I will always wait for you, Eddie, I even went out and got a box of condoms for you."

Eddie growls as he kisses Kirby roughly, pulling away to search for the box, slipping on a condom before sliding into Kirby. He shifts their position so he can pound her into the bed, growling as he makes her moan.

"So fuckin' pretty, every little thing about ya is heavenly, ya my little piece of heaven." He grunts watching as Kirby cums, continuing to pound into her.

"Oh fuck, Eddie." She whispers breathlessly.

"You may think ya ugly, but I see how pretty, not even pretty, how fuckin' hot you are." Eddie inhales sharply as he cums, sending Kirby over the edge for the second time, he pulls out and kisses her deeply.

"Eddie, Papi?"

"What's up, beautiful?"

"Do you wanna actually, you know, go through with your end of the deal?" She asks, her voice barely above a whisper.

Eddie raises an eyebrow and smirks, "oh fuck yes."

Kirby's jaw drops slightly as she watches Eddie, moving at the quickest pace she's ever seen him at, chuck the condom in the bin and rush to pin Kirby to the bed.

"Woah, Eddie, slow and sensual. It's making a baby, not a fucking race."

Eddie rolls his eyes but does slow his pace, making out with Kirby as he makes love to her. He manages to last three minutes, finally cumming with a guttural growl.

"You truly are the sexiest man alive." Kirby whispers.

"You wanna go shower together?"

Kirby nods and lets Eddie lead her to the shower to freshen up, they fall asleep next to each other.

When Kirby wakes up later that morning, there's a 'to-go' cup of coffee on her bedside table, Eddie's left her a note on his pillow, she reads it and smiles.

'Gone to get us breakfast. If Moxley calls tell him to go fuck himself, he'll know why. You are the prettiest woman in the world. Never forget how much I love you. P.S I'm sorry if the coffee is cold when you wake up.'

Kirby drinks her coffee and does her morning routine, getting dressed in an all black outfit, plain black crop-top, black jeans, plain black dress shirt, her black timbs and a couple black bracelets. She smiles when the door opens, the smile quickly fading from her face.

#eddie kingston fanfiction #eddie kingston x oc #aew fanfiction #aew oc #aew fic #wrestling fic #wrestling oc #D.U.D.E #Daughters Under Darkness Elite #Kirby Gluttony Lucifarian #Kirby Rhydderch #The King Of Hell Damien Lucifarian #Damian Lum #Vi Pride Lucifarian #Viola Nye #Billie Lust Lucifarian #Bienvenida Marino #Geia Greed Lucifarian #Pelageya Winter #Honey Sloth Lucifarian #Honey Di Napoli #Eli Envy Lucifarian #Elinor Herbert #Sara Wrath Lucifarian #Saraid Grady-Sullivan #Eddie Kingston x Kirby Lucifarian #Eddie Moore x Kirby Rhydderch #wrestling fanfiction

[butterflyrry]

Just a heads up, I‘m sending this to multiple blogs/people because I need an honest opinion and honestly also need people telling me that I‘m crazy!

So, I‘m heading to a concert this weekend. And I‘m scared a bit. Well, scared is the wrong word, but I‘m a bit uneasy and need someone to encourage me to look past the following and just enjoy myself.

Okay, so in the past year (since March 2022) EVERY time I went to a concert (to other artists than Harry) I could not fully enjoy it because he decided to clown and some major shit went down! See the following receipts:

-March 30th -> Harry’s house leak +track list leak

-April 30th -> H papped w Jeff in Cali on that walk in midst of 🐙 getting „served“

-July 3th -> H +🐙 clowning around Copenhagen (released later bc of incident)

-July 13th -> LNT mv released

-August 16th -> clowning in Canada

-September 23th+24th ->DWD premiere drama NYC & that NYC pap walk 🤮& clowning around Bedford

-October 29th -> H papped @gym LA +clowning @ his concert that night

So either I‘m having the worst luck when it comes to this or some higher power wanna piss me off to no end!

Oh honey. The Holivia era was flat out stupid so I think it was probably just a set of unfortunate coincidences. Forget about clownrry for one night and have the best time!

[shammah8]

#AFFIRMATIONTRAIN 29TH AUGUST.

I GO ABOUT DOING GOOD TODAY…

I affirm that the Spirit of the Lord has beautified my life. My life is like a well-watered garden; I am fruitful and productive always, and at all times. God’s label is on me, for I am His workmanship created in Christ Jesus unto good works. Therefore, as I go about doing good today; my life is filled with God’s goodness and grace. Divine supply-system has been set in motion on my behalf; I can never be broke, for the Lord has blessed me lavishly and supplied all my needs. Hallelujah!

I am blessed and fortified in Christ Jesus with everything I need for life and godliness! I am great because the seed of greatness is on the inside of me. I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me! I’ve been endued with power from on High, to win and reign in life as a king. Hallelujah! I know who I am; the world belongs to me because I am an heir of God and a joint heir with Christ. I reign and rule over circumstances by the power of the greater One who lives in me!

He lives in my spirit, in my soul, and in my body! Fear is paralyzed in my life because the Word of God has taken centre stage in my heart. My path is as the shining light that shines brighter and brighter unto the perfect day. I experience the glory of the Word today and always. I am moving forward from glory to glory and from grace to grace. Blessed to God. Hallelujah!

SPEAK IN OTHER TONGUES

[nyxnakamarriepk]

PERFORMANCE CATALOG

 2018 

May 19th Girls Night @ White House w/ Dj Saskia & Isabella Amarga

June 24th Local Artist Feature @ Dudley Cafe

September 26th Gay Bash’d @ 2Twenty2

September 29th RareFootage @ The Lower Level

October 6th  Open Mic Feature Weird Folk Fest @ MIT

October 24th Gay Bash’d @ 2Twenty2

October 27th Host Saskia’s: HOWL @ The Lower Level

November 3rd Performed @ SIM Gala

November 30th  Mick Death Vol. 2 @ Garty

December 6th Emerson Zine Feature @ Dorchester Art Project

2019 

January 30th First Headlining Gig @ Middle East Upstairs

March 1st Opening Act WLFPK @ Sonia

March 7th Benefit Show for Indian Law Resource Center @ Dorchester Art Project\

March 16th Gender Bending Fashion Show Mainstage @ Museum of Fine Arts

March 22nd Friday @ Machine

March 26th Opening Act @ Middle East Upstairs

March 29th Revolt @ MassArt

April 4th Performed Tia Tamera with Rico Nasty

April 27th Host @ Reprieve for Demo Radio

May 2nd Mick Death Vol.3: Villains @ 2Twenty2

May 9th Saskia’s Utopia @ Oberon Theatre

May 16th Luke Martinez Dance for You Music Video 

May 20th Big Melee Choose Your Fighter @ Middle East Upstairs

June 6th Conn(is) Show @ Sonia

June 26th Boston Free Radio Interview in the Canopy Room

June 28th Mick Death Vol.4: Dungeon @ Black Lodge

June 29th Queer Qarnival @ Makeshift Boston

June 29th 3rdwavve (Secret Location Rave)

June 30th Queer Maker’s Market @ Windy Films Productions Studio

July 7th FEMS Feature @ Good Vibrations

July 14th DEBUT EP ‘I’m Baby’ Drops

July 14th Golden Deer Productions Interview @ Phoenix Down Studios

July 27th RARELIFESTYLE in Roxbury

August 1st Radio Interview with LofiHipHopThot

August 2nd Gay Bash’d One Year Anniversary w/ St. Lucia @ Oberon Theatre

August 3rd Face Value Opening Reception @ Dorchester Art Project

August 5th Versailles @ Zuzu

August 17th Summer Slam @ The Mad Music Mill Dorchester

August 31st HER MUSE @ Casa Cana 

October 5th Tufts University Performance 

October 11th Boston University Performance 

October 20th Opening Act for Domo Wilson @ Middle East Upstairs

October 24th Gay Bash’d Halloween w/ Maddelyn Hatter

October 26th Opener for Quelle Chris @ VietAid Center

October 28th Headliner @ Sonia

2020

January 

Backup Dancer for Static Kween @ Gay Bash’d Oberon Theatre

January Live Set  @ Assteroid 001, H0l0 in Brooklyn

February 

Valentines Day @ Outpost 186 Cambridge

 Hosting AFTERWIFE rave by House of Kimora @ Secret Location

Crowns @ Foundation Room Boston

3rdwavve @ Milky Way 

ALL IN PERSON BOOKINGS CANCELED DUE TO COVID-19

April 

‘Digital Drag With Violencia Exclamation Point’ 

‘Gay Bash’d Two Year Anniversary Twitch Stream’ DJ set 

2021

June 

Themed Porch Party Series  ‘Y2K’ 

July 

 Themed Porch Party Series ‘Love & Angels’ / b2b TNA 

 Themed Porch Party Series  ‘Devil’s Night’ 

 ‘Delirium’ DJ Set @ Lilypad in Cambridge

2022

May 

DJ Set // Boudoir // In Heat @ Union Tavern

June 

 DJ Set //  Euphoria @ Union Tavern 

Live set // Gay Bash’d Boston @ Roadrunner; headliners: Cupcakke and Slayyyter) 

Backup Dancer for TBT @ Trans Resistance MA; headliners: House of Mugler, ILYMAKONNEN

July

Eden w/ Chelita @ Union Tavern

Virgincore @ Union Tavern

Judas @ Union Tavern 

2018 – PRESENT 

 2018 

Released in February,  ‘Peach’ a 4 track lo-fi EP released on Soundcloud. A combination of vocals and spoken word poetry touching on teenage angst, leaving the place you grew up, and facing your inner turmoil head on. Released under the name Mick Beth.

Track1  ‘cool girl’ sitting atis a 5 minute track about self-reinvention

Track2 ‘lonely babe’ a song about not wanting to be alone 

Track3 ‘peach’ a song about transitioning out of your idealized youth

Track4 ‘dead girl’ a song about battling your demons

August 2018 ‘Tulips’ a single written about hookup culture & unrequited feelings

August 2018 ‘Big Mick Energy’ a single written for leo season, a black queer anthem about forever being unapologetically yourself 

October 2018 ‘the internet (demo)’ a track about love in the digital age

2019 

March 

‘Virgo Vixen’ a lofi demo track about reclaiming your time - released under the name Mick Beth

June

 ‘Control Freak’ a track made from a string of text messages

‘Talk Yo Shit’ first single debuted on all streaming platforms, added to Boston Local Hip Hop playlists - released under the name Mick Beth

July 

Debut EP ‘I’m Baby’ released on all streaming platforms under the name Mick Beth. This 5 track EP tells the story of refusing to accept being disrespected, and reclaiming the “crazy” projected onto you

Track1 Ghost or Roast

Track2 Control Freak

Track3 770

Track4 Talk Yo Shit

Track5 I’m Baby

‘Selenite’ demo of first house track released on all streaming platforms

‘MEGAGOTH’ entry in Nicki Minaj’s #MegatronChallenge released on Soundcloud

August 

‘Neverbeenenough’ single released on all streaming platforms, vocal track about romantic inadequacy

September 

‘Spectre’ single released on all streaming platforms, about being haunted by an ex

‘Virgo Vixen 2019’ trap rework of original track, released on all streaming platforms

November 

‘Change your mind’ r&b single released on all streaming platforms 

2020

June 

‘Thoochiana’ digital release on bandcamp 

August

Oh you like techno huh? mix released on soundcloud

I’m a libra rising&lt;;3 mix released on soundcloud

October

EVERY BLACK GIRL IS JUST ZUKO mix on soundcloud

December

1221 Solstice mix on soundcloud

UNRELEASED DISCOGRAPHY

PRIMUS / BBB / BIG / dont miss u / beautiful / se7en / chest / lo juro / GOLD / prayers for the water / joseph / lonely bitch anthem / mustard coat / maracuya / blood orange / cranberry peach / honeydew / PRIMUS / ULTRALORD / LOKITA / PUSSYMONEYMARIJUANA / what's it like / talk to the moon / sadsexysummer / mars in scorpio / arms / orange satin / everything i learned / m.y.f.f. / keep it down low / LSP / WHY DOES I LOVE YOU MEAN GOODBYE

UPCOMING FOR NYX: TBA

#nyxlore #epk