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sadesluvr · 2 months

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Kiss It Better

Seven minutes in heaven with Ethan Landry turns out to be the therapy you both needed.

(Ethan Landry x Reader)

A/N: My first (overdue) Ethan fic! Pre ejac with Ethan is one of my guiltiest pleasures…Minors/Ageless blogs DNI

Word count: 1.5K

Tags: SMUT / Fem! Reader / Enemies to lovers / Handjobs / Fingering / Premature ejaculation / Virgin! Ethan + Experienced! Reader / Dirty talk / Dom + Sub elements, if you squint

Ethan didn’t know how he’d gotten here; back pressed against the narrow walls of a shoe cupboard whilst he fought the process of perspiration, which seemed damn near impossible given the stuffiness of the frat house.

His heart pounded in his chest as he squirmed uncomfortably, desperate not to look you in the face. You, the bane of his existence, had become stuck together, counting the seconds as the time passed for the dreaded seven minutes.

It was a Friday night, and expectedly, Chad had dragged him to another party, filled with cheap alcohol and set to the aura of low, coloured lighting. He hadn’t expected you to show up - people usually only showed up to parties for one thing, and you were already dating Bryce, someone who happened to be his classmate.

To put it simply, Bryce was an ass. He was a self entitled econ student, with a Fortune 500 father and a future budding stint in jail for fraud - should he ever be caught - though guys like Bryce never did.

Two things made it worse - One, the fact that he seemed to target Ethan himself, and two, that you, his girlfriend, never seemed to do anything about it…to the point that it was encouraged.

There was never a moment where Bryce hadn’t threatened Ethan for ‘help’ (it was much, much more than that) to the latest assignment, or made a snide comment towards him in the hallways. He hated it, but he’d always been kind of a pushover.

So wasn’t it ironic that you’d ended up rolling him at a game of ‘Spin the Bottle?’

“I’m sorry,” Ethan said, clearing his throat. “I know you probably wanted someone like Chad…”

You snorted.

“He definitely wouldn’t have hurt,” you sighed, staring up at the ceiling, likely begging for someone to rescue you. “But I’ve been there, done that….plus, I’ve already got a man,”

Ethan raised his brows at your flippant admission. Chad hadn’t mentioned that before.

“…Does Bryce know you’re here?” he stammered.

“Yup,” you said nonchalantly, popping your tongue. “He didn’t stop me, so I guess our chapter’s closed,”

“Y-You broke up?” Ethan said, throat dry as he choked on his own words. This probably meant that the bastard would be even more of an ass to him, if that were even possible.

You nodded.

Ethan stared at you with wide eyes, about to speak when you raised a finger.

“I don’t need your pity. It’s just a college fling, I’ll move on to the next.”

He raised his brow and puffed his cheeks at that statement. He’d heard the exact opposite, but who was he to speak about someone else’s relationship?

It was silent for a few moments, with you finding a particular interest in your nails before you looked up at Ethan, studying him intently. He was rather big for a nerd; tall, with surprisingly wide shoulders and arms - a direct contrast to his boyish curly hair. He’d always been nothing but shy and polite - something even Bryce had echoed - but you’d never really taken him seriously. At most, he was just some dude from Econ who happened to room with one of your past flings.

Still, whether it was the liquor induced haze from cheap alcohol or the fact that you were moping over your breakup, the little dork seemed rather appealing. After all, what was a better way to get over a failed relationship?

“Look, I’m sorry for how that came out, okay?” You huffed, making eye contact with him. “I’m a little hurt, and I can be a total ass sometimes…Just like Bryce. I’m sorry for how he treated you. Totally not cool.”

You tried not to giggle at the way the boy's eyes widened.

“Y-You don’t have to apologise, it’s not really your fault!” the boy stammered. “Bryce is — He’s Bryce. And I actually liked doing his assignments, they’re kinda fun when you’re really into the topic…! I-I mean not to—“

His rambling was silenced by your lips on his, taking charge as you smeared the taste of your lipgloss across his lips, consuming every one of his stifled gasps. You pulled away, unable to hide a smirk as he ran a hand through his hair; face flushed and panting. He was so animated in his actions that it was hard to believe he was real.

“Y-You kissed me…”

“Sorry,” you hummed. “I won’t do it again,”

“No! No, I liked it…” Ethan said desperately. “A lot…” he mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck. “I didn’t think you’d be into a guy like me…”

You smirked and shrugged your shoulders.

“You’re pretty cute for a nerd. Besides, it’s pointless to waste our time here, isn’t it?”

“I-I think time should be up soon —“ the boy continued to stammer, but you rolled your eyes and placed a finger to his lips, silencing him.

“I wouldn’t be so sure about that,” you whispered, draping your arms around his neck before you began to kiss him again, this time running your fingers through his hair, your graceful fingertips sending chills down his spine. He reciprocated, opting not to go too far and settling with his hands on your waist, tracing the curve of your spine as he relaxed into the motions of your lips against his.

Was he dreaming?

His somewhat emboldened move made you smirk, and you pressed your body against his, breasts pushing against his chest and thigh rubbing along his crotch, causing him to gasp.

“Shit…” he mumbled, pulling away as he tried to adjust himself. “I’m sorry, I —“

“Ethan,” you sighed, cupping his cheeks. “You don’t have to be sorry, I like it. And as long as you do too, I’m down. Just relax, okay?”

He nodded, mesmerised as you took his hand, and interlocked your fingers, guiding them from the soft mounds of your breasts to past your thighs, eventually slipping them under your skirt. Ethan’s fingertips had pushed your panties to the side with ease, and the boy almost choked as he enveloped his digits in your folds.

You were warm and wet, and so his movements inside you came easy. If the fact that he was touching you weren’t mesmerising enough, it was your unwavering eye contact that made his heart clench. You were taking control, and yet you were still submissive enough to let him explore you - solidified by the entranced look in your eye.

He must’ve been doing something right.

“Feel good?” you hummed, not really listening out for an answer. Ethan’s low, ragged breaths told you everything, and you almost took pity on him for what was to come.

Sliding your hands down his torso, you stopped at his jeans, cupping his bulge and giving it a gentle squeeze. He gasped; involuntarily pulling you towards him as his head draped slightly on your shoulder. He was practically keeling over and you’d barely even touched him.

Smirking, you skilfully unzipped his fly and dug around in his briefs, gripping your hands around his cock before pulling it out. His precum dripped tip grazed your thigh, twitching as you began to stroke the vessel, admiring its girth.

Ethan whimpered, shutting his eyes as he parted his lips, lost in the flurry of sensations. He’d just found your clit, and he revelled in the way you’d moaned as he rubbed it, causing your walls to clench on his fingers…and now here you were, jerking him off.

“Is this your first handjob, Eth?” you purred into his ear. He could barely fathom an answer, instead nodding vehemently, tousling his hair in the process.

“Aw,” you giggled, giving his balls a gentle squeeze as you kissed his reddening neck. “I’m so lucky to be your first…I bet you’ve been dreaming of this for a while, hm?”

Ethan squeezed his eyes shut, gasps slowly getting louder as he took deeper breaths. He withdrew his face from your shoulder to look at you, a beautiful devil, eyes clouded with lust as they glimmered in the dim lighting of the house around you. In this moment, nothing mattered, and he took the opportunity to kiss you - to which you eagerly returned.

His movements became more frantic as you squealed at his sudden aggression, your mixture of shock and fear somehow turning him on even more. It reminded him of all the screams of fear when he —

“Fuck, Eth,” you whined further, drawing him from his thoughts. “You’re so big, no wonder why Bryce hated you…” you mused before letting out a chuckle. “…You know, I’ve always secretly had a thing for nerds.”

Whether you were being genuine or not, Ethan immediately spilled his load at the statement, moaning loudly in your shoulder as his body convulsed and fingers twitched. His rich cum coated your fingers, and you laughed as he writhed against you, riding out his high. He’d only lasted three minutes, but they were the best three minutes of his life.

He hid his face shyly as he looked back up at you.

“That quick, hm?” you giggled, licking the excess off of your skin. “You continue to flatter me, Landry,”

“Let me make it up to you,” he said boldly, wholly serious as he stared you in the eye. You cocked a brow, expecting him to be apologetic, but you couldn’t help but admire his newfound confidence.

Fixing your clothes, you nodded and curved your lips into a smile.

“I think I will,” you hummed, taking his hand in yours. “Your place or mine?”

#florence writes!!#ethan landry smut #ethan landry x reader #ethan landry imagine #scream x reader #ghostface x reader #scream iv x reader #scream iv imagine #scream smut

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writers-potion · 13 days

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when writing enemies to lovers, how to I avoid the trope of “hes mean to me but it’s okay because he likes me” and make the mmc redeemable after being mean, because so far all I have is have her be just as bad 😭 (I don’t know if I worded that right)

Redeeming The Bad Boy Character

Drop Subtle Hints of Redeemability

Okay. Rule Number 1 for romance heroes: They need to be LOVABLE. Full stop.

Before you start coming up with possible justifications, place the actions of your bad boy on the emotional balancing scale of your girl. Do his real feelings shine through the meanness on the surface?

What readers usually DON’T want to see redeemed is:

Outright lying/manipulating the girl

Being obsessive and controlling

Physical/emotional bullying (i.e. stuff that real bullies would do)

“Crossing the line”: This will depend on character - like insulting a disabled sister the girl character feels super protective towards (like NO PLEASE NO)

Even if the “enemy” phase of your romance is meant to be intense, your bad boy needs to display “goodness of heart”. This is easy if you’re switching POVs or 3rd person omniscient where you can show him secretly beating himself in regret, trying to make up with her behind her back although she doesn’t know, etc.

Even if you’re doing the girl’s 1st person POV, drop subtle hints that the guy character isn’t as mean as the girl is made to believe:

Him having the reputation with friends/teachers/neighbors for being kind

Him being awarded in school for good deeds

The girl’s friend telling her stories about how the guy actually seems nice. If this is a YA setting, you can even get away with explicit comments like, “maybe you’re judging him too hard”, etc.

A good example is Bryce in <Flipped>:

Bryce is an innately shy middle schooler who finds himself inadvertently influenced by his toxic dad, who looks down on the girl (Juli) and her family.

By flipping over to Bryce’s POV, his reluctance for the “mean” things he’s done is revealed (he’s kinda scared of his dad + he’s never been taught better)

Eventually, Bryce grows up and learns to treat Juli better.

If you’re going to use family history/backstory as justification, remember:

The backstory doesn’t justify anything by just existing. That’s called an excuse.

The bad boy needs to have a point of realization and grow up, moving away from his dark past into the light, towards the love interest.

Misunderstanding

Another way to redeem a bad boy character is to shift some blame on the female character too. In fact, every story has two sides - the girl has her own goals and biases.

For example:

Academic or workplace rivals: since the girl has to compete with him, she will tend to take offhand comments offensively, etc.

A third person badmouthing the buy deliberately to the girl

The girl overhearing the guy saying something bad about her (which wasn’t in fact the case) and being determined to not like anything he does after

Make Him Suffer

If you want to give your girl some backbone, just make her fight back! “Fighting back” can be in different forms:

Ignoring the guy outright

Just giving her another potential love interest who treats her better

She literally correcting him with awesome logic and maturity that make him shut up

She crying (either out of madness or sadness), then proceeding to avoid him actively

Write about how your bad boy will eventually realize his mistakes and come around after he takes a real blow. Think about why your bad boy is being mean in the first place: it’s to get her attention. Tit-for-tat can work for female characters who have some teeth, but doing the same things he does would mean that she IS giving him attention, which ironically fulfills his initial motives.

Personally, I think the best way to “fight back” is to no longer give him the attention, hinting that the girl wishes to move on from this unhelpful relationship status. This will set off warning signs in the MMC’s head that if he doesn’t change his ways, she would be gone for good.

The point is, if your girl cannot tolerate something, you can’t make her sit around. If your boy is mean and immature, she needs to be the one to take the mature step - and walk away.

Apologizing in the Other Character’s Style

What the MMC will need to do to gain the girl’s attention back will depend on what she thinks, but this will often involve:

Explaining his true motivations/resolving the misunderstanding

A genuine apology

Spending some time apart during which he can reflect and make up to her

Undoing the damage, if this is possible

If she’s been just as bad as him on occasions, make her reciprocate the apology! Re-establish healthy boundaries that didn’t exist before, and show how they stick to it.

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bruciemilf · 9 months

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Hi! some headcanon about Fem!Bruce, please?

OOOOO lady of the night asks!!

Honestly in a bruharvey mood, so let's go

I think that if DC will ever write a comic where Bruce is a cis woman, if they haven't already, her and Harvey would've fucked 10 times in less than 3 pages

So anyway, high school sweethearts.

Bruce keeps a ring Harvey used to propose to her in a little jewlery box, kept precious under her pillows

It's made of counterfeit silver and has the first words they've said to eachother inscripted inside

Harvey's ring has " h" and hers is " Hi. You're pretty" from when they were like. 8. Harvey wears his EVERYWHERE

I only hate Canon when it doesn't benefit me. I will, however, utilise it to maximise profit.

Harvey canonically is a good partner and husband and you cannot tell me he wouldn't be so obsessed with his wife. He also knows Bryce is Batman by her mannerisms, little details.

Bryce is right handed but she makes sure Batman isn't. Their handwriting isn't the same. All these small insignificant details that anyone would look over.

But. Harvey gets punched in the face after doing something stupid and he's like Yep that's my girl

Whenever Jason and Dick fight they always use the " I'm gonna call mom, " "Oh, you're gonna call mom? Do it, pussy. Wait wait WAIT-" move

It never works with Harvey,

" Oh no don't call dad. Is what I WOULD say if I was a little bitch"

Bryce and Damian always match outfits and Damian makes sure to sketch her at every opportunity. His mothers are his muses. Bryce loves all his art, even if Damian is too shy to show her

" how could a mortal hand hope to capture your beauty on paper" basically Damian is a mommy's boy

Harvey catcalls her when she arrests him. She likes it

#bruce wayne #harvey dent #bruharvey #dc #batfamily #fem bruce wayne #damian wayne #jason todd #dick grayson

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boytickler35 · 7 months

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Foot Friends Part 1

Art by KingofFeathers

“Welcome Foot Friends and today I have a treat for you.”

Ryan starts his recording with the camera facing himself as he addresses his viewers before panning the camera around the basement to Justin and Zach, locked in a pair of stocks, their sneakers hanging up behind them.

“That's right your eyes do not deceive you, it is Liberty High’s top heartthrobs and members of the state winning football team. you may be asking yourself how exactly I managed to get these two into my stocks. As it turns out Justin here comes pretty cheap but he's shy and talked his buddy into coming with him so today instead of the usual content we do, you are all in for a treat. For those of you hoping to hear all about these two and their feet, you are also in luck because we are going to start out with an interview, which is where we will start now. So, Justin, what made you decide to surrender your straight, jock boy feet to me? What could you possibly need the money for so badly?”

Ryan enjoys watching him squirm before he hears the reply, “I needed money for a date, couldn’t get it any other way.”

It sounds like a lie, something in Justin’s voice tells him the jock isn’t being truthful but Ryan doesn’t really care. A desperate straight boy makes for decent enough questions and Ryan still has to keep the conversation going for a bit longer. Anyway, he had always wanted to get to question Justin Foley about his feet.

“How do you think she’d feel knowing the money you’re spending on her was earned by having a gay guy tickle those big feet?”

“She isn’t going to find out so it doesn’t matter.”

Ryan can’t help a smirk as he thinks of Jess Davis’s reaction to any of this but decides to shift and ask his other guest a few questions.

“And how do you, Zach, feel about being here? What could Justin have possibly said to make you want to come along for this?”

“Oh.” Zach somehow looks surprised to be addressed as if he somehow thought Ryan wouldn’t talk to him. “Justin is a great friend and would have done the same for me.”

The overwhelming nervous energy coming from the Asian boy is almost entertaining as Ryan moves on to the last question. “What is the strongest experience you can recall with tickling?”

Neither of the jocks respond for a moment and he can see whatever passes for thinking from them before a smile creeps onto Justin’s face and Ryan is given an unnecessary reminder of the reason for his long time crush on the handsome boy. “I dunno if this is what you’re looking for but there’s a towel at Bryce’s that is like, really fluffy and whenever I use it, it drives me mad. Drying my feet off is impossible cause I’m giggling too much.”

It’s not at all what he expected but also one of the dumbest, and hottest, things he’s ever heard. The idea of Liberty’s star wide receiver unable to handle a towel is comedy.

“Well, I promise I am a lot worse than a towel so I hope you boys are ready to get destroyed.”

His fingers make contact with the feet and he is pleasantly shocked. He had been afraid their feet would have been hard from football playing but both are soft, Zach’s silky smooth and Justin’s a little less so but plush under his fingers.

It turns out both are comically ticklish as well with the light strokes causing their feet to try flinching away from the tickling and soft giggles to fall from their mouth. Justin seems worse which surprises him. He expected both to be made of sterner stuff but Justin is supposed to be from a pretty rough neighborhood but his feet are shockingly soft and very receptive to Ryan’s probing. Zach’s are too, but he seems a little better at keeping it together.

He plays around for a bit teasing them lightly as he does, “My viewers love nothing more than seeing a pair of straight boy feet walk their way into my stocks, and today they get that but double!”

Between giggles, the pair manage a bit of protest but Ryan isn’t really listening, he’s too busy enjoying the power he has over them for the moment and he has already wasted enough time talking to them. Now, his fingers switch from scratching to a fluttering motion over both soles, driving both of them wild. He continues for a bit exploring their feet with his hands.

As it turns out, Justin is stupidly ticklish everywhere from heels to toes. It takes basically no effort to get him giggling and it isn’t much harder to turn those giggles into full laughter. Zach is a little harder at first. He giggles like Justin, his massive soles seem to be a treasure trove of nerves, but unlike Justin, he is harder to get laughing. Ryan can do it, he discovers, but it requires toys.

Ryan is all too happy to bring those out anyway, he may not have told the pair he would be using tools on their feet… but he doesn’t really care. Straight boy feet, especially teasing straight boy feet like Justin’s, deserve every bit of tickling punishment Ryan can eek out.

Feathers are classics that don’t work on many guys, so he decides to start there. As it turns out, they are more effective on these two than they are on most people because it gets Justin giggling again, the cutest sound Ryan has heard in a long time. More fun, he gets to watch Zach, less affected by the feather, try to protect Justin's feet with his own, tilting his ankles to try to cover his buddy’s helplessly ticklish soles and honestly, if that isn’t love, Ryan isn’t sure what is.

It quickly comes back to bite Zach cause while Ryan is willing to indulge his tickle toys a bit, his feather ends up finding Zach’s toes, an otherwise untickled spot so far. It turns out Zach can’t handle that and Ryan decides to file that info away for a bit later and focus on wrecking them jointly for a bit longer.

He takes a deep breath and leans down to the center of Justin’s sole and blows a fat raspberry. The two things he notices are that one, Justin can’t handle it if the almost silent laughter is anything to go by, and two, his feet taste a bit sweet, a bit salty, and Ryan would love a worship session with them… but tickling is just too much fun. Zach’s feet don’t hold up any better against the raspberries either and Ryan spends a few minutes alternating between the sets of feet.

Ryan decides to move in for the kill on Zach. He was really thinking Justin would crack first but damn are Zach’s toes insanely ticklish. He brings the brush up and uses its delicate bristles on the equally delicate skin under Zach’s toes. It’s so satisfying to completely break the tall, handsome jock with so little effort and he can’t help cooing at the suffering teen.

As much as he would like to drag out the anticipation, he is also eager to fully break him and so brings the bristles up to the pads of Zach’s toes. He couldn’t have hoped for better results as Zach’s laughter jumps an octave with the tickling and Justin, previously lost in his own tickle torture takes notice by cracking an eye open. Ryan loves a captive audience, letting Justin stew in his own impending fate. But right now he has Zach to concentrate on as he moves the brush in a circular pattern over the large toe pad. He almost regrets keeping Zach’s feet so far apart so it’s difficult to tickle both at the same time but a glance up shows him that Zach is clutching Justin tightly as tears form in the corners of his eyes. It’s maybe the most beautiful thing Ryan has ever seen.

He presses for about two minutes, turning Zach more or less into putty in his stocks and then says, “Who’s my tickle bitch?”

Without hesitating, Zach laughs back, “MeHEheEhe!”

“It is you isn’t it? A silly little giggle bitch. Who has big ticklish jock boy feet?”

“MeHEhEHE!”

“Good, and who owns these feet?”

“YohOhoHoU!”

“Glad we can agree on that. Now Justin, let's get on to you.”

Watching those adorable, bubbly toes clench is true magic and he decides to pull out his last trick of the night, something he is certain will absolutely wreck his longest running man crush and his pretty feet.

Reaching under where the boys can see, he pulls out an electric toothbrush and holds it up. Justin’s face pales a bit under the redness. He flicks it on dramatically and goes for Justin’s toes knowing it won’t break him, just yet, but it does have him laughing madly. He keeps Zach busy too by teasing his toes, just with fingers, but fingers is all it takes on those soles.

However, all good things need to end and Justin is flagging from the constant tickling and Ryan doesn’t want to mar his victory by having an exhausted Justin capitulate, so now is the time. He moves the buzzing toothbrush to the center of Justin’s arch and lets the sparks fly. The jock can’t handle it and that makes Ryan especially pleased and he doesn’t give Justin the out as fast as he gave it to Zach, preferring to savor the squeaks and squeals mingled with hysterical laughter for a bit.

Eventually though he says, “Who has big silly jock boy feet?”

Justin doesn’t reply and Ryan gets his dream interaction, a stubborn jock holding out and letting Ryan tickle his feet more. “Stubborn are we? It isn’t a secret, you know. Just tell me what I want to hear.”

Justin doesn’t and Ryan goes so far as to remove his hand tickling Zach and move it to Justin’s other foot, causing the other boy’s laughter to rise another octave. Still, the handsome boy refuses to give in and Zach, after catching his breath, says, “Just do it.”

Justin hold out about a minute longer before finally laughing, “MehEHEHe!”

“Good boy,” Ryan purrs, “now tell me you love having these big, teasing feet punished.”

Another moment of hesitation but Ryan takes a deep breath and blows out another raspberry on the silky soles causing Justin to bumble out the phrase and Ryan drinks in the lovely sound of total defeat before pressing with the final question.

“And who owns these big, ticklish feet?”

“YoUHOhOu!”

Ryan purrs again at the reply and keeps tickling. Zach jumps in and says, “Hey, he said what you wanted.” Deciding to ignore the other athlete, Ryan focuses for another minute or two on the captive jock but eventually, the end has to come.

Ryan’s sad to release them from the stocks but takes pleasure in knowing this isn’t totally over yet. There is the post tickling interview and then the behind the scenes part. For a moment, he leaves them alone though, they shift, resting their massive feet on the top of the stocks and don’t make any moves, Justin is still fully leaning on Zach’s chest and Zach still has an arm around Justin’s abdomen, holding onto him. Both of them have their eyes closed, their faces still red. They’re cute, if only they were gay.

“What was the worst part?”

“Can I say all of it?” Justin responds without opening his eyes.

“I’m surprised, I wouldn’t have guessed your feet were so ticklish, surely all of that football training should have toughened them up.”

He watches the bubbly toes curl a bit at the insult and adds on, “You know Justin. In terms of my tickle list, your name is at the top. You’ve been a naughty little tease.”

That get’s Justin to crack an eye open as he peers at Ryan in confusion. “What?”

“Don’t play innocent with me, I’ve been watching you during math, always popping your heels out of your sneakers, giving more than a few good looks at those well worn socks, I can see the pinkness of your heel through them! You must have known you’d attract my attention.”

Justin turns the most adorable shade of pink and rubs one foot against the other. Zach’s eyes are wide open now too and very alarmed looking.

Ryan smirks and says, “If you make them look any cuter I’ll lock them right back up and give them another tickling, you little tease.”

The shock in the pale blue eyes is amazing and Justin really might be Liberty’s cutest boy but he does have another guest and once again, Justin’s natural charisma is outshining Zach.

“What about you, bigfoot? Where are those stompers most sensitive?”

Zach blushes and examines his feet before saying, “I think my toes.”

“I’d say so, all I had to do was look at them and you started giggling.” Turning the camera back to himself, he addresses the watchers again, “And there you have it folks, Liberty’s greatest dreamboats reduced to a pair of ticklish teenage boys for your pleasure and mine. Hope you enjoyed it, and see you next time.” With that, he ends the stream and looks back at the pair who have finally shifted, Justin stands, Zach stretches.

“We’re almost done, but I believe I’m owed trophies.”

The pair look at him in a combination of surprise and confusion but Ryan goes over to a case in the middle of the room and pulls the cover off to reveal a trophy case with different sneakers and tickle tools in it.

A look of embarrassed horror comes over their faces as Ryan opens up a large section and says, “I believe those sneakers would look perfect next to each other, just like you two were.”

“Ryan-”

Justin tries to protest but Ryan cuts him off. “I won’t send you home barefoot, now put them in here.”

There is something incredibly satisfying about seeing two of the top jocks in the school walking barefoot over to the hooks to retrieve their sneakers and then returning to the trophy case before dropping them in.

“Boys, don’t be spoiled-sports, put them in nicely. Show my new trophies some respect.

There is a bit of grumbling as they rearrange them nicely. Ryan lets him keep their socks, if it had been their baby blue Liberty tube socks, you can bet he would be displaying them, but since they’re regular, he doesn’t mind letting them get away. He admires for a moment, plans to turn one of Justin’s sneakers on its side, maybe angle one of Zach’s sneakers out… decisions, decisions.

“And I think the conquering weapon as well? What do you think Justin? Zach’s was obviously that brush under his toes but you had a lot of trouble with a few tools.”

Watching Justin rub one foot awkwardly on the floor as Ryan makes him relive the tickle horror he just went through is nothing short of delicious, especially to contemplate what destroyed his feet the most.

“I think…” he hesitates and Ryan loves how much thought he is putting into this because he could just lie and deprive Ryan of his fun, but instead he is seriously thinking about it. The only thing that would make it better is if Ryan could hear those thoughts.

“The tooth brushes I think.”

“I agree, I didn’t think a jock could squeal like that.”

Ryan decides the pair are cute blushing, and honestly they should have been gay. “Well as much as I would like to keep you boys here longer, I’m sure you need to go shout about manliness and jockhood somewhere so I’ll let you go.” He reaches down into a box under the display and pulls out two sets of slides, brand new, and says, “But let's make sure you don’t go out barefoot. It would be a shame to damage the goods like that.”

His smirk returns as he sees the scarlet blush heat up both their faces when they get a look at the slides, plain black at first glance but on the strap is the logo of his page, the Foot Friends, a pair of Fs with feathers.

There is a hint of disgust on Justin’s face as he slides his feet into them which melts to bliss, the same expression on Zach’s face as he steps into them. Ryan smirks. “Comfy aren’t they?”

“Yea, never felt such a cushy sole,” Zach comments dreamily.

Ryan’s smirk widens as he says, “Perfect for silly jock boy feet.”

Both blush at that and basically get out of the room as fast as they can. Ryan gazes at the trophy case, excited at the prospect of getting his hands on them again.

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As they get into the car, Justin buckles his seat belt and says, “Well?”

Zach squirms and replies, “It was- everything I hoped for, I think.”

“You think?”

“I- could have done without having my sneakers taken.” He looks down at the stupid slides he’s wearing and blushes because he hates it… but he also loves it, and all of the other humiliating extras Ryan tagged on. “But thanks. For coming.”

Justin shrugs as he leans back in the seat, eyes closed, and says, “I got you bro, you know that. Besides, I needed the money for rent, so it worked out for me anyway.”

Zach lets out a sigh of relief as he starts the engine. A long time fantasy of his has been crossed off the bucket list and that’s kind of a relief but…

“What would you say if I said I might want to do it again?”

Justin cracks an eye and replies, “I mean… Ryan is kind of a douche. If he said one more thing at the end, I might have punched him. But if you really want to and don’t want to go alone, you know I’ll come with you.”

“But you won’t be happy about it.” He’s a little disappointed at the response and hesitantly probes, “You didn’t enjoy it even a bit?”

Justin shrugs. “Those sneakers were small but now I only have one pair and they’re really worn out. Plus Ryan sucks.”

“Yea…”

Zach lets it drop as he pulls out but at a light it dawns on him. “You didn’t say you didn’t like getting tickled.”

Justin glances down at his feet and shrugs. “Laughing is nice. Feels like I haven’t had a reason to lately. But I didn’t like how Ryan kept looking at us… like we were meat. It was gross.”

“Hmm.” Zach lets it drop. He doesn’t want to annoy Justin, not after the other boy decided to subject himself to that humiliation with him just because Zach asked him to. But he does wonder if maybe there is a world where he can get tickled more… and maybe get Justin more involved too.

#tickling #ticklishfeet #ticklecommunity #ticklefic #kingoffeathers #13 reasons why #ticklishboys #gayfeet #boyfeet #malefootstories #ticklestory #justin foley #zach dempsey #malefeetstory #ticklecontent #tickle thoughts #tickle art #guyfeet #sfw tickling community

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Gwyn doing friendship bracelets because it reminds her of her sister is childish, but Bryce collecting my little pony figures, Aelin eating all the candy in a bag and smiling with yellow teeth, the bat boys having snowball fights, the bat boys touching things when they are told to not touch it, Elain being too shy and emberrassed to talk about or even mention sex and periods, and the author herself fangirling over every disney and pixar movies there is...is not childish? Like- why are we ignoring the fact that Sarah makes friendship bracelets herself?

You know... I once heard from an el/riel that El/riel would have an adult relationship and that's why it's superior.. girl wtf is an "adult relationship". If El/riel's book is only about secret sex, political bullsh*t and unnecessary drama then I certainly don't want it.

In their post they also mentioned how Sarah made it obvious that she's a child because she was described as cotlish. If they did prober research, they would know that Sarah also described Vassa as cotlish, but she's grown enough to be with Lucien? Or is she less of a threat enough to be allowed with Lucien? To distract Lucien from El/riel?

There wasn't much hate for Lucien when they realized that there was a available lady and they took the chance to throw her at Lucien so that they could do their thing in peace... until Gwyn came and they started to find nurmerous ways to destroy her character. "Gwyn is a child" "Gwyn is a lightsinger" "Gwyn lied about her SA" "Gwyn can't be with him because she's a SA victim" etc.... and when Elucien started to rise? Lucien got all the hate alongside Gwyn.

Sexy redheads for the win. They do nothing and yet piss off so many people who are in their adult age. That is power.

You are so right, sexy redheads DEFINITELY for the win! We don't need a golden haired sister with a black haired bat boy, another golden haired sister with a black haired bat with, and a third golden haired sister with a black haired bat boy. There should absolutely be some ginger added to the mix.

And you are right again. SJM does enjoy giving her characters a dose of their inner child when it comes to certain things but as you said, it's prevalent for many of her female MMC. I think it makes sense that Feyre never had a "thing" but that's in line with her character. She's always taken the Mother Hen role upon herself but now that she has Nyx, I think she'll get to experience all those moments through her son.

And I think people are misinterpreting SJM's use of coltish. Sure it can be used to describe someone young and playful but Nesta used this in reference to Gwyn while she was standing between two shelves. She wasn't doing anything to give the impression that she was playful at that time.

How the sentence actually reads is, "She was young" - (THEN) "almost coltish, with her slender, elegant limbs."

The only thing "coltish" that SJM is likening Gwyn to is her slender, elegant limbs (which you would find on a colt).

Yes, Coltish can also mean "energetic but awkward in one's movements of behaviors" but we know that doesn't describe Gwyn considering "As graceful as Gwyn had been."

E/riel, an adult relationship?! That is hysterical to me.

An adult relationship involves Trust, Communication, thinking in terms of "We" rather than "I".

"He knew she had no idea that he had done unspeakable things that sullied his hands far beyond their scars."

Azriel doesn't share his darkness with Elain because he does not trust she won't be horrified by him.

"Keeping away from Elain as much as possible." "He left the rest unspoken". "Azriel so rarely came to family dinners this days". "Lie, well the second part was a lie." "She extended the wrapped gift, her hand shaking."

Azriel and Elain are both characters who can sense things or easily observe things about others so they are picking up on obvious clues from the other one. That, however, is not the same thing as actually discussing something like two adults. Having an open conversation and being "real" with one another. Not to mention an adult relationship would not involve one persons hands shaking while in the others presence after knowing one another for nearly two years.

Also, a mature relationship would not be one where one person says they've never thought of the other person beyond their sexual fantasies. Mature relationships are ones where you do plan for your future together, the "we" instead of "I". There's no "our" future, it's only" his" fantasies. Az also speaks out against things Elain has specifically said she wanted (not to her face though, he's sure to wait until she's not around to hear him), and decides that he's entitled to speak on behalf of her Mating Bond.

Do people HONESTLY believe that Az and Elain's interactions emulate that of a mature and healthy couple? And that's where people say those two are at, in love with one another.

Az and Elain read like two 15 year olds having a high school crush. Both have experienced some very severe trauma in their lives and a real relationship would be one where that is addressed within the two years of knowing one another, where they have been given free reign to spend together and are both open to the interactions. A mature relationship would suggest that Az might have some insight as to Elain and how she feels about her relationship with the sisters. Where he acknowledges her friendships. I think the POV Bonus Chapter makes it pretty obvious that they still don't much about anything when it comes to the other.

You know, I love these asks but sometimes I sit here and wonder why they are sent anonymously because they are so well thought out and I feel like the senders deserve credit for them!

#pro elucien #pro gwynriel #anti e/riel

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Final family post

Betty's Family

The Locera's are... Actually pretty wholesome. There's a brief mention of an unplanned child and sending said child to the other orphanage, but that has a happy ending.

Betty is the youngest runt of... 12 children in total. Six girls, six boys. Plus, two parents... Let's go over them all real quick.

Boris Locera: The first eldest, and most protective of all the Locera siblings. He and Betty are the closest since she was the runt, and he acted as a third caretaker for her (he was like that with the rest of their siblings, but Betty most especially). He moves to Inkwell with her to help her out.

Bonnie Locera: The second eldest. She deals more in selling and distribution rather than actually growing the flowers on the farm. She's firm, but has a good heart.

Billy Locera: The third eldest. He helps Bonnie with finances but is more relaxed than her.

Brittany Locera: The fourth eldest. She actually enjoys fashion and wants to start her own line of clothing. She still helps with the farm though.

Bryce Locera: The fifth eldest. He was actually the first who got married and started his own farm.

Beatrice Locera: The sixth eldest. She's the most social and was the most supportive of Betty moving out of Hayseed (not that the others weren't supportive).

Braydon Locera: The seventh eldest. He enjoys outdoorsy activities the most.

Barbara Locera: The eighth eldest. She is the most shy of them all, but will talk your ear off about animal facts if you let her.

Bryan Locera: The ninth eldest. He's the most quiet, but not in a shy way like Barbara. He wants to work at a library someday.

Blossom Locera: The tenth eldest. She, Betty, and Boris are the only single members of the family by far. But Blossom adores each of her neices and nephews.

Benny Locera: The second youngest. He's also close with Betty, but mostly because they both got babied.

Betty Locera: The youngest and most developed out of all the siblings. As mentioned before, she's the runt of them all so she's the smallest, and most fed up with being babied.

Bill Locera: A bit of a fretter, though will stand his ground if needed. He's a kind and caring father and husband and would do anything for his family. He was the one who taught the siblings how to be forgiving and understanding.

Bianca Locera: A tough woman who takes no-ones BS. She's more energetic than her husband, but she loves him all the same and adores all of her kids to bits. She was the one who taught them to speak their minds about anything and to have tough skin.

(Bonus fact: although I don't have pictures of them, Bianca has soft yellow coloring while Bill has a striking red coloring. All the Locera siblings are varying shades of orange)

Yeah. A big family. But they're all happy and love each other unconditionally. Betty and Boris live overseas in Inkwell now, but they do write to their siblings and parents often, and will visit during the holidays.

However, after seeing all the photos and hearing all the stories of her neices and nephews, Betty started wanting to have a child of her own (just one. Ain't no way in hell is she going to have a big nest like her parents if she can help it), but wasn't quite ready to date or get married. So, she made a visit to Inkwell Orphanage, and took in girl named Flower... who is a literal flower.

Flower belongs to @marshmallow-biscuit-blog (feel free to add onto this if you'd like ^^)

No one knew it just yet, but Flower actually still had a living parent... In fact, that parent just so happened to be one of Betty and Boris' new neighbors. A carnation by the name of Cagney.

Cagney, up to that point, had been a thorn in the butterflies' sides. Especially Betty's. She's not sure what exactly she did to annoy Cagney, but Betty has tried everything she knew to get him to cheer up. And she has long since reached her breaking point, and gives Cagney sass and attitude right back.

She and Boris were worried about how he'd treat Flower. But when the two flowers met, for once, Cagney was civil and... As nice as he can be. It was almost like he could tell that Flower was his child, despite technically never meeting her. And Flower actually looks up to the carnation.

I'm not sure how they'd all find out Flower and Cagney are related. But either way, Betty and Cagney managed to call a truce for Flower. As long as he doesn't try to hurt her kid, she'll welcome him in her garden.

(I'm debating it, but I'm thinking maybe Cagney and Betty start seeing each other. A rivals-to-lovers sort of thing. I'm greatly leaning towards it)

Any questions you guys have, I'll be more than happy to answer ^^

#my own characters #my own oc's #Betty Locera #other peoples characters #other peoples OC's #Cagney Carnation #TCS #Ci: DDwtD #The Cuphead Show #Cuphead in: Don't Deal with the Devil

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ro-presents-under-the-nola-stars · 4 months

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Back at the competiton, the girls are mildly celebrating amongst themselves as they've just advanced forward to the next round. They don't want to get too crazy or too excited. They still have to make through the rest of the day. Two more round of this, and then, three more tomorrow. Jasira wants them to acknowledge their small wins, but she doesn't want them to truly celebrate anything until it's over and done. There's nothing to celebrate until then. So, while the girls are hyping themselves up, she sits back, watches them. Though she doesn't want it to go to their heads, it is still nice to watch them enjoy themselves amongst the pressure.

She texts her dad, first, letting him know that they're still in the competiton. She doesn't wait for his response, though. As soon as she presses send on his message, she's checking to see if JJ got hers earlier. She smiles, seeing that JJ wished her good luck. She texts her back, tells her that her luck must have gone a long way. Unlike with her dad, she waits for her response. It's not immediate, but that doesn't take her eyes away from her phone. While she's waiting for JJ to text her back, she gets hit with a strong whiff of Bourbon and Vanilla. It's familiar, and she tries to scan her memory for who she knows that wears that.

"Congratulations on going to the next round, Shy," the voice cuts through her thoughts, answering the question for her. She would know that dopey voice anywhere.

She's known this dude for maybe six years, now. She met him in high school. He didn't go to her school, but he was seeing this girl on one of the majorette teams in Lafayette. She didn't see him a lot back then, just at competitions. And, while he was with another girl, he couldn't get enough of Jasira. He was always trying to get Shy's attention. Of course, Bryce fucking hated this kid. Which was something she understood at the time but is actually insane in hindsight. A 30 year old beefing with a 16 year old boy over a 16 year old girl was wild when she really thought at it in layman's terms.

"Hey, Josh," she smiles, looking away from her phone and over at him.

He melts seeing her smile, like he's done since the moment he first saw her dancing. He'd had a girlfriend at the time, but that didn't really matter to him after he'd laid eyes on her. He kept going to the dance competitions, even after he and his girlfriend at the time had broken up. They saw each other more, now, despite going to different colleges. He goes to LSU, and when he'd found out she was at Southern, he went to all their events and parties, hoping to catch her. Of course, she was rarely at the parties, but he'd come to really love step shows and sorority events because she was always there.

"Now, why are you all the way out here in DC?"

Josh leans in just a little, bumping her shoulder, "I love majorettes," he laughs, "I'm always at these things. You can't be surprised."

"Oooo!!" Monica teases, "Shy, I'm tellin' ya girlfriend you flirtin'."

Josh frowns. He had been hanging around Shy for years. His crush on her was a secret to no one. But, for as long as he had known her, she had been with Bryce. Some ways back, she and Bryce were over, but it was a big deal. He didn't the inner workings of their relationship, but they were together for eight years. He didn't want to push it. About three months after she had been single, he'd asked on a date. She wasn't ready. He understood; it made sense that she wasn't. Three months was no real time at all, and he didn't want to make her uncomfortable. So, he just asked that when she was ready, to at least consider him. She giggled, said he was nice but she wasn't really attracted to him. He remembers it like it was yesterday. He had jokingly asked if it was because he was white. She didn't exactly say yes, but she didn't so no, either. He understood that, too, kind of. Not really, but he's come to realize it comes with the territory of his attraction. He had never dated anything but black girls, but for every black girl he had ever been with, he had been rejected by like five beforehand. Usually because they preferred to date within their race. It didn't bother him. It was a risk, and he kind of just figured Shy was one of those ones who didn't date interracially. It was disappointing, but he accepted it. He also didn't know she liked girls, and so now, he's wondering if that was why she wasn't attracted to him.

"You're dating someone?" He asks.

Shy's mouth opens and then closes again. She is dating, but she doesn't have a girlfriend. Technically, she's single. But, also, since they're both in the same place, technically, she's not. It's kind of complicated. They have a rule. If they are in the same state, they aren't really single. The exceptions being Mississippi and Louisiana because a lot of the drives between those two states aren't too long; if that's their distance, then they technically aren't single, then, either. They'd talked about their rules at length.

"It's complicated."

"She look just like you, too, Josh," Maya says.

His brows crease, "What do you mean?"

"Y'all don't actually look alike," she tells him because aside from their basic phenotype (white, blonde, blue eyes), she truly does not see it.

"Y'all look just alike," Christine swears, "Y'all got the same nose, the same eyes, similar lips. Same hair color, same eye color. You just got a wide ass head and she don't."

Jasira looks at him, closely, and to be honest, she still doesn't see it. She thinks JJ is kind of in a league of her own. Josh isn't ugly or anything; he's actually quite cute, but he's just not JJ. He's very nice, though, and she does feel safe with him. But, the other reason she rejected Josh is just because of how he just is. She likes flirting with him and hanging out with him. He's completely non-threatening, to her. He's very kind and he's always pretty happy. He's also a few fries short of a happy meal, though, if she were being honest. If she were going to compare him to anyone, he kind of reminder her of Kronk, from Emperor's New Groove or George, from George of the Jungle. Which was great; it was a key component in why she liked being around him. She didn't ever feel like she had to worry about him harming her or anything, but also it made him difficult to imagine herself with him. Sexually or romantically. He was a nice, safe surface level crush that literally could never go anywhere. She'd run all over him. JJ had that strong, silent thing going on, and she was incredibly smart. She let Shy have her way, but there were little moments that reared their heads that let Shy know, that her letting her have her way was absolutely a choice. She could put her foot down when she wanted; Shy liked that about her. She wasn't sure she could say that about Josh or about anyone that she could simply talk circles around.

Josh is more focused on the fact that the one thing he thought was working against him didn't actually matter. It was hard to wrap his brain around. He wasn't even upset when he thought it was barrier, but man. It sucked to find out it wasn't.

"Soo," Josh ignored Christine. Though, the knowledge of the similiarities were a bit like salt in an open, bloody wound, "Do you just not like white guys?"

Jasira facepalms, dragging her fingers inward across her face to pinch the bridge of her nose, "I like JJ."

"So," Josh drags, still tunnel visioned on that one detail because he had been so sure that was why she wasn't attracted to him. He genuinely thought Shy just wasn't attracted to or just generally didn't really care for white people because, aside from himself, he'd literally never seen her around a white person for social reasons literally at all, and he'd known her for years. So, this news was kind of rocking him to his core, "White girls are okay, but white guys are not okay?"

"Josh, please." Jasira says, wanting him to drop it.

If she's being honest, JJ was something of an anomaly. She'd never really considered dating a white person; she'd never even had a real, genuine crush on a white person, even. Like, not even a celebrity. Sure, she flirted with Josh but Josh was Josh. Flirting with him was like flirting with a bartender for free drinks. And, despite actually being wildly attracted to JJ when she first saw her, if there were even a few details that were different about that night, she probably wouldn't have given her the time of day, either. Like, if she had been able to mentally separate Bryce from any of the men or women within her natural proximity that she'd tried to dip her toe back into the water with, for instance. Or, if she had known before they first kissed, even, that she was a federal agent. Little things like that. Or, if she had gone managed to meet up with her Creole friend from childhood who looked quite similarly to JJ (when he neglected to go outside or even just in the winter time).

Everything, every detail had just so happened to fall into place to lead them to that feeling. That electric, magical but oh so calming and safe feeling that she had always been led to believe could not co-exist. That spark, that wasn't really a spark but so much as the lighting of a fire that hasn't seemed to stop burning. Despite the fact that she had been led to believe that the spark was supposed to be quick and fleeting. It was supposed to be that first five second thing that drew her in, but it hasn't gone away. None of those feelings have gone away. Shy can't ignore it, let go of it, can't let go of JJ, if she wanted to right now. She thinks she might hate herself forever if she doesn't let herself follow this feeling wherever it goes.

Josh sighs, shoulders dropping. To say he was sad, was an understatement, "I don't understand."

"Josh, ain't you here with a girlfriend?" Erin asks, seeing his pitiful expression and finding it to be ridiculous. He really shouldn't even be over here.

Jasira gives him a deadpan look. Almost every time she saw him at one of these events, he had a girlfriend. Almost every time he came around batting his little eyelashes at her, he was seeing soneone. It was another reason why she never really considered him; he gets around. At the mention of this other girl, that dopey grin that he wearing 98% of the time has returned in full effect. Not because he likes the girl that much, but more because he's been caught.

"Oh, it's not serious," Josh explains, as if that makes it any better. It really isn't serious, though. Sure, they've been dealing with a each other for a little bit of time, but pretty much everything they do lead to sex. They never really hang out just to hang out. So, it's not real. She's just really hot.

Erin looks at Jasira, "He been dating that girl that transferred to Grambling after she didn't make our dance team for like six months, now. That is literally why he's here."

He basically glows in the dark as red as he gets. Erin was kind of right. She'd invited him to ride on their bus, which meant he didn't have to waste his gas, and he thought that was awesome so he said yes. He loved these competitions, though, and he knew Shy would be here, so even if it weren't for that, he honestly would have ended up here anyway.

Jasira pushes him, lightly, shooing him away. It was one thing for him to be in her face with a girlfriend (because it always seemed to be that way), but for him to be dating a girl from their rival school, who literally hated her guts was crazy. She liked Josh; he was a sweet boy, but he had to go. He relunctantly leaves, but not before telling Jasira that he was pulling for the Dolls as national champs. He's not really sweating being kicked out of their space because after a few hours, he's definitely going to come back. She'll be happier when her team makes through the next round so defenses will be low; he'll just sneak back around then.

Jasira looks down at her phone as Josh walks away. She's got a text message from JJ that she doesn't get to open because as quickly as she's looked down at her phone, the second round teams are being called to prepare again. So, she doesn't get to see that JJ had texted her and let her know that her mini meeting turned out to be a big deal, and that she won't get off at noon like she was supposed to. She closes her phone and slips it back into her duffle bag and goes to where they're designated to be.

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twistedwonderlandshenanigans · 10 months

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MC and OC Masterlist 1

I have so many please ask me about them they’re all so sad /hj MC/Prefect: Vizzie Castello Blurb: Isekaied from her isolated grove, she isn’t very good at handling her new environment. Prone to violence because of a rough upbringing, she does not trust magic users for the life of her, and NRC just emphasizes that. She has enchanted gauntlets fastened to her, they’ve been there since she was nine, that cover from her wrist to elbow in silver. She keeps the secret that they deflect magic casted at her best she can, so that when the opportunity arises, she can act in what she believes is justice for her father’s death. Truth be told though...the boys here are starting to grow on her....Find Out More

OC: Aspen Zoi Blurb: The stoner of a half-fae, and gardener of NRC. A graduate of NRC from Pomefiore dorm, and former classmate of Sam’s, he spends his time in the greenhouse tending to the plants. Nobody really knows what his deal is, but he and Lilia seem to know each other...Find Out More

OC, Twisted From Anastasia: Danya Alistrotov Blurb: Danya was a very loving, allbeit shy kid...in the 1920′s. Due to civil unrest in his homeland, his mother, a noble, was well aware that the prodigy with magic that her child was, they would not hesitate to draft him into the army. Before it could happen, she managed to scrounge the cash together to bribe his current headmage, and the one at the renowned NRC so that he would be granted a safe place to study and develop like a normal teenage boy. Separated from his family, he felt responsible when he received the news that his mother had been caught stealing money and had been executed along with his sister. He coped with long walks at night, until someone offered to join him. He didn’t mean to startle...he didn’t mean to hurt them...and he didn’t realize he would also pay with his life... Find Out More

OC, Twisted From Jim Hawkins, Treasure Planet: Tarian Hawkins Blurb: Coming from a family of space pirates, his father found it rather easy to bribe Crowley to allow Tarian to begin his studies two years early, especially as he challenged the math and science exams- and aced them both. He needs practice with his magic, as his late mother was the reason he has it, and his dad has no idea on how to help him with it- but also, some missions are too dangerous to bring him on until he can master it. Tarian works relentlessly, and hopes that if he works hard enough, he can join his dad in the stars sooner rather than later. However this has a poor effect on his social life, which was the other reason his dad sent him to school...Find Out More

OC (based on a Firefish): Cory Reef Blurb: A typically docile and shy Octavinelle freshman, Cory is a fashionista at heart. He’s incredibly cute and he knows it. Doesn’t love it all the time, but he knows it. He intends to pick up as many hobbies as possible that require legs, and his favourite is tap dancing. He tries to avoid most people, but that all goes out the window after he decides to get a Magicam account...and accidentally got Vil Schoenheit’s attention....Find Out More

OC, (based on an anglerfish): Neo Capini Blurb: He hates that he was summoned to NRC. He despises he can’t bring his sister, he hates knowing the situation he left her in, he hates having so many people around, he hates the drama, the noise- thankfully Ignihyde is the least of all evils it seems. He stays locked away in his room, barely passing school, but doing exceedingly well on his passion projects that could very well change the world. Hopefully his main project will be done soon, and he can just keep hoping he can track down his sister ....Find Out More

OCS Twisted From Bruce, Chum and Anchor from Finding Nemo: Bryce Newport, Chad Moslin, and Archie Kevone. (They’re a three for one deal babes) Blurb: Being shark mermen, there’s a lot of stigma and a lot fear- but that’s alright, these three big softies are at NRC to stay, as they support each other like they always have. They are doing their best to prove that they are not inherently dangerous, and have switched to a mostly plant based diet to do so, however the tweels are happy to give them alternatives. Three big dumb idiots that balance each other out perfectly, maybe they’re meant to be more than friends...at least two of them think so...Find Out More Bryce

Chad

Archie

OC, Twisted From Ronno, Bambi: Oisin Byrne Blurb: It’s his third year in Pomefiore, and while he doesn’t enjoy having Rook as vice housewarden, he’s kept his mouth shut and merely pushed through it, However, watching Epel go through many of the same struggles he did, he feels he’s getting closer to his limit everyday. He’s almost done here anyways, and it’s not like his family wants him either, there are really, no consequences in his mind, should he finally snap...Find Out More

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righteouscookiedough · 2 years

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C2E8 Reactions

so after @mysticalspiders got me to start campaign three with her she politely suggested i may appreciate the pirate arc of campaign two. so i started watching the campaign a couple months ago. and boy am i IN IT now!!

let us begin:

That was a quality sam ad. A little too much mayonnaise perhaps.

AHHHHH ITS THE BABY ANNOUNCEMENT

Dont be shy baby it’s okay!!!

“What a good idea sam!! No!!”

“Maybe he was the traveller! Maybe I’m the traveller?”

Oh Caleb you poor tortured man

“We have a ring with a little blue gem—“ “can I have it? I like rings” *wiggles fingers*

Pub crawl!!

“You dont narrate taking a pooper but you assume your character takes a pooper once a day”

Yeahhhh first items!!!

“If you’re feeling gassy, they take away the cramps you feel” Liam is really focused on bowel movements tonight I hope he’s ok

I love the brjeaus

“You’re all intoxicated” “Not me cause I drink milk”

The wand of smiles omg

“Thank you for saving my life, Fjord,” “well, you would have done the same for me,” “yes I probably would have. Probably”

Laura Bailey miming opening and sniffing a jar of ‘pickled’ ears is everything to me

“I have this cat named Frumpkin and I wear him like a scarf”

Travis is allergic to cats check

“Im going to draw the CUTEST baby manticore you’ve ever seen! AND IT’S DEAD!”

Ooooh who is demedan

Travis is BLATANTLY reading over marisha’s shoulder

Fjord is… studying the locals… interesting

Bryce!! Yeahhhhh!!!

THE MIGHTY NEINNNNNN

“…and does not smell of blood and feces” “yet.”

THE RUBY OF THE SEA SAYS HELLO

“She’s mostly known for her hmm-hmm-hmm” “she has SEX for MONEY”

THE RUBY OF THE SEA IS THE… BEST LAY EVER “it sounds better in infernal”

This is very bells hells of jester to just say everything from her backstory

“I’m a goblin” sam riegal you big fat liar

Oh my god its marisha’s broken rib sneeze

“Do you know a birthday song too?” “No.”

Ooooh date drop

Back on the road againnnn

BREAK

Marisha stay frosty

“GOOD TO SEE YOU GENTLEMEN”

They are sad we’re headed for initiative but happy that there are NEIN antagonists

“We all have EXTREME syphilis” good one Caleb

OH NO THAT’S WHERE WE GOT OUT SYPHILIS FROM

Oh my god this is terrible

“Dirty.. poor… missing teeth… they look like Caleb”

Matt playing eight teenage dirtbags at once is so funny

“Sorry, I caught one of them”

“I put my hands up and try to cover his blood holes”

WHAT an encounter damn

OH YEAH NOTT GOT HORSES

Of fucking course sam riegal names horses Loo, John, Crapper, and Toilet

Jester leaving a horse with clothes on the side of the road is such anti imogen energy

Caleb what the FUCK is up with you

Dont worry this party has reeeaaaallllllly high perception

Oooh abandoned graveyard I hope nothing bad happens

Nope just stinky Caleb

“The dwendalian empire kind of sucks, you guys”

The gates of zadash!!!! Its the titular role!!!

This Ulysses guy has BIG even hytroga vibes

“What is a watch?” “Like a clockenticken”

YEAH NAT20 INSIGHT CHECK

Chain whispers. Also known as high stakes telephone

MONORAIL AYYYYYYEEEE

Any place with pulp fiction and shitty smut *insight checks*

Firbolg!!

The firbolg is de-stinkifying Caleb!!!!

OH MY GOD ITS PUMAT SOL

HOW DID I NOT KNOW PUMAT SOL WAS A FIRBOLG

Enchanter Pumat Sol I love you

Pink backpack!!!! It’s pink!!!!!!

“He is instantly at the top” - Travis about Pumat Sol. He is right.

And thats all!!!

#critical role #Campaign 2 #c2e8 #campaign 2 reaction #pumat sol #the gates of zadash #critical role campaign 2 #no spoilers

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ao3feed-brucewayne · 1 year

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Her August Presence

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/1EMbxBP

by ThatDamnKennedyKid

Bryce Wayne had always had Gotham's attention, but since she stepped up after the flood, she's stolen its heart, too. It was almost adorable how protective the entire city seemed to be of their introverted, shy sweetheart. Gotham's infatuation was half the reason Clark was even at this gala, to catch a glimpse of the heiress.

And despite knowing it's Bryce behind the Bat's cowl, he still has had difficulty reconciling the sweet creature of the day and the vengeful crusader in the night. But that's okay - Bryce can show him how to obey her with or without the cowl.

Words: 2930, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: The Batman (Movie 2022), Batman - All Media Types, Superman - All Media Types

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Bruce Wayne, Clark Kent

Relationships: Clark Kent/Bruce Wayne

Additional Tags: Genderbending, Female Bruce Wayne, Vaginal Sex, Strength Kink, Battinson!Bryce Wayne, Tyler Hoechlin!Clark Kent, though any of them more or less work, Oral Sex, Cunnilingus, Hair-pulling, Dom/sub Undertones, Clark's a good boy who uses "ma'am" like he was taught, pre-identity reveal, Clark knows Bryce is Batwoman tho, He used his x-ray vision and peeked, ambiguous timeline, Clark's already smitten with Bryce, (she likes him a little too)

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/1EMbxBP

#IFTTT #bruce wayne #batman #the dark knight #the cape crusader #gotham #dc universe #ao3 #ao3feed

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buckyseddie · 2 years

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unexpected date gone right

pairings — montgomery de la cruz x fem!baker!reader, featuring bff!tyler down x bff!fem!baker!reader

summary — in which, she lets monty take her out on a date to stop the constant harassment she endures from him.

word count — 1.9k.

warnings — jealous!monty, angst, mentions of hannah’s death and how reader feels about it, fluff.

notes — i just want to make two things very clear. i wanna clarify i wrote this fic BEFORE i found out that monty was gay. i’m only leaving it up because people wanted it to stay up. and secondly, i, in no way, support what monty did to tyler. that was completely wrong, and i have certain morals, so i don’t excuse his actions. however, i do have a soft spot for villains, and i feel that he, sort of, redeemed himself a little bit. and i also feel that if he hadn’t been killed off, prison would’ve taught him a lot, and maybe have redeemed himself. so, i just wanted to make that clear. and, p.s., in this imagine, monty never did any of the tramatizing things, like what he did to tyler. gif and divider creds to owner!

p.s., feedback is very much encouraged and appreciated <3.

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“THANK YOU, TY. I’LL TALK to you later, buddy!” she exclaims with a bright smile as tyler hands her the previously fallen textbooks.

“of course.” he says, before pausing, causing her to turn around with a questioning stare.

“um, i wanted to th—thank you.” he stutters out, wearing an uncomfortable expression.

“thank me for what?” she asks, tilting her head to the side in confusion.

“for always being so nice to me… and for being my friend. i know that you know how i acted towards hannah before. but, unlike everyone else, you didn’t judge me on that and i really appreciate it.” he admits, wearing a shy smile.

“aw, of course, ty! you’re so much more than your past. you’re a great guy, and i know that people will realize that one day.” [y/n] says, before pulling him in for a comforting hug.

“thank you — for everything.” he mumbles into her hair, finally hugging her back.

as he hugs onto her for a few more seconds, he feels confused and uncomfortable, considering he’s never had someone genuinely care about him or hug him like this, other than his family.

“hey, get away from her, stalker!” a snarky voice abruptly yells, causing [y/n] to slowly pull away from her friend, trying to find the person with the very familiar voice.

“what, was hannah not enough? you gotta move onto another poor, innocent girl?” monty exclaims, eyes almost blazing in jealousy.

“i was just—” tyler starts, but monty interrupts him. “—no. you leave her alone, freak.” he says, pushing the poor kid against the lockers.

“montgomery! leave him alone. tyler is my friend. leave him the fuck alone, asshat.” [y/n] exclaims, clenching her fists to keep her anger at bay.

“but, he—” he starts, but she swiftly pushes his fists off of tyler’s shirt — this isn’t very hard, considering the second her hands touch his, he instantly lets go of tyler.

“no. he’s one of my best friends. and if anything, he’s like my brother. so, if you go as far as even looking in his direction, you’ll have me to deal with.” she spits out, grabbing tyler’s arm and pulling him behind her.

“tyler, go to class. i’ll see you later, alright?” she orders, turning to him as he nods.

he turns around and rushes down the hall.

“what the hell is your problem? could you be any more of a stereotypical, cliché, entitled jock-asshat?” she asks incredulously, turning to him and practically glaring in his direction.

“you know what? honestly, why should i be shocked? you’re friends with fucking bryce, after all.” she mumbles, rolling her eyes as she walks down the hall, hoping the boy will just leave her alone for once.

but, of course, he doesn’t leave her be.

i mean, why would he? he has been bothering and annoying the girl for months now.

why? [y/n] has no clue.

but, that’s probably just because she’s super clueless.

“hey! just because i’m friends with bryce doesn’t mean i’m anything like him.” he exclaims, falling into step beside her.

“yeah, okay. why else would you be following me around, and annoying the shit out of me? it’s kind of obvious that you either want to piss me off, or get into my pants — and neither will be happening, anytime soon.” she states, stopping finally, and turning towards him, crossing her arms across her chest.

she raises her eyebrows in question, challenging him to tell her she’s wrong.

he sighs, anxiously fidgeting with his fingers — something that’s very unlike monty.

“spit it out already! i have a very important class to get to, and i really don’t have time for your shit today.” she groans, rolling her eyes at his sudden shyness.

“i like you, alright!?” he exclaims as she gapes in shock, not expecting him to stoop so low, to play this type of game to manipulate her.

but, the problem is, he isn’t lying. far from it, actually.

“w—what?” [y/n] asks, throat tightening up.

groaning, he shuts his mouth completely, so frustrated that he admitted what he’s been hiding for months.

“well? are you going to explain why you think pretending to like me is gonna work out with your plan to get into my pants?” she asks, glaring at him.

she couldn’t explain why, but for some reason, she didn’t like that he was using the crush tactic as a way to get under her skin, and to get what he wants.

the real question she doesn’t have an answer to is, why does this affect her so much? why does she care?

“y—you think i’m pretending to like you? why the hell would i do that? are you really that judge-mental that you think you know who i am just because i’m friends with someone who’s terrible? zach’s friends with bryce, but he’s nothing like him — the same with scott!” he exclaims, finally unmasking his hurt expression.

[y/n] sighs, mentally smacking herself for how mean she was seconds ago.

sure, monty’s not the definition of an angel, but deep down, she knows that he’s not a totally terrible guy.

and he is right.

she doesn’t know him at all — she just knows the side he shows her, which probably is just a ploy to distract everyone from seeing who he really is.

and being judge-mental is never the answer, which deep down, she knows.

she just couldn’t help it with him, she wanted to hurt him for being so rude to tyler.

“look. i’m sorry, monty. i don’t know you, so i can’t assume you’re like bryce. but, can you really blame me? you portray yourself exactly like him, so i can’t help but believe that. and how is it that one of the boys that tormented my best friend for an entire year — until it drove her to kill herself — could ever like me? i can’t help but think it’s just a joke. and not to mention, you always joke around about getting into my pants.” she admits, sighing as she drags her fingers through her now tangled hair.

“i get that and you have every right to believe that. but, i would never lie about my feelings — especially, towards you. my sister has had her fair share of getting hurt and played by guys and i’ve promised her i’d never do what others did to her to another girl. it’s heartless and disgusting to hurt a girl that way when all she does is care for you.” he admits, looking anywhere but her eyes, his anxiety becoming clear as ever.

“okay.” she sighs, looking up at him expectantly.

“okay?” he asks, slightly confused at what she means.

“i believe you. i know your sister and as much as i hate admitting this, i know you’re a good brother to her by the way she talks about you. so, that has to mean you’re at least not completely terrible. so, meet me at rosie’s at seven, alright?” she states as he nods, eyes sparking in utter excitement, before she turns and walks down the hall.

—————

SHE REALLY DIDN’T UNDERSTAND WHY she told monty to meet her at rosie’s.

maybe, she was desperate for attention because guys never ever take her seriously.

or maybe she liked the antsy, nervous side of montgomery that she saw earlier in the day.

so, that’s why she found herself standing in front of her gigantic mirror inside her bedroom, wearing a cute, but casual outfit.

she wears an ocean blue cropped tank top with a jean jacket and a pair of light-wash skinny jeans. her hair sits down on her shoulders with small, innocent curls. and her makeup is natural; just some mascara and chapstick.

the whole point of her appearance that night, was to show monty that she isn’t going to change anything about herself, only for a guy.

when she does leave her house and arrive at rosie’s, monty is already sitting down at a table, tapping his fingers on the table anxiously.

“wow, you’re on time for once.” she states jokingly, trying to break how uncomfortable the silence is between the two of them as she sits down across from him.

“you know, this is the exact same place marcus harassed hannah. i’m not sure why i’d ask you to meet me at a place with such a bad memory…” she trails off, taking in a deep breath as she plays with her fidgety fingers on the table.

“i’m really sorry about that. a lot of the guys thought she was easy and marcus thought he could get her easily. he was a real dick that night.” he says, hesitantly landing his hands on top of hers, squeezing lightly.

[y/n] jumps in shock at the touch at first.

but, after a few more seconds, she relaxes, not being able to deny the comfort montgomery’s touch brings her.

“can i ask you a question?” she asks, looking at him this time.

“sure. what is it?” he asks, his nerves slowly unraveling as he lifts up one of his hands to run through his hair.

“why me?” she asks, her eyebrows furrowing, oddly becoming scared of the answer she will receive.

“what do you mean?” he asks confusedly.

“why do you like me? what’s so great about me that makes you like me? i can tell you right now, i’m not very interesting.” she admits.

“why do i like you? i like you, because you’re a good person, inside and out. you will do whatever you have to, to take care of your friends — to protect them. you never let anyone boss you around, or tell you what and who you are. and despite everything you’ve been through, you’re so kind and nice to everyone. you’re loyal and caring and you always put everyone’s lives and happiness above yours.” he says, sighing.

[y/n]’s quite shocked that he even knows any of that about her.

she tries to look for just one lying bone on him, but she comes up with none.

“h—how did you even know all that?” she asks, still shocked.

“i’m good at observing people and you’re an open book. you try to hide your real feelings, but it’s useless because you’re so simple to read.” he states, blushing a mad red color.

“o—oh…” she trails off, blushing hard, making her duck her head down, so that her hair covers her flaming cheeks.

“n—no one ever notices me… that’s why i was so convinced that you saying you liked me, was just a lie.” she mumbles, looking back up at him.

monty’s eyes widen in shock. “that’s not true. [y/n], everyone notices you.” he states, brows furrowing in confusion.

but, this little statement means little to nothing to her, considering everyone else never mattered to her.

she’d just wanted one person to notice her — at least, that is, before she saw how mean he was to others.

she finds herself becoming more comfortable around him and they began to talk about anything they could; things like her dealing with her sister’s death and the guilt that came with it, or monty’s issues at home with his father’s abusive behavior.

hours had passed by and soon enough, monty was walking [y/n] to her front door.

“i had a great time. maybe… we do it again, sometime?” she asks, leaning against the door.

“y—yeah, i’d like that.” he agrees, nodding as she lifts her body up off of the door and turns to turn the doorknob.

she pushes the door open and as soon as she’s in, she turns to the unbelievably, genuinely happy boy.

“okay, um,” she pauses, biting her bottom lip to hide her excited smile. “i’ll, uh, see you tomorrow at school, kay?” she asks as he nods.

“bye.” she gives a cute little wave, a few giggles leaving her lips, before she shuts the door.

although, she doesn’t see the genuinely soft and excited grin on the de la cruz boy’s face.

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writingisbetterthandying · 3 years

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[early] birthday boy - vh

vinnie mood strikes again also thank you for 200+ notes on movie date! very excited ppl actually liked it! everything from last night just looked so cute i felt inspired :(

has this been done? idk but look! still kinda short but something :)

requests are open if you’re interested

- first off you make it v clear to him that his gifts don’t come until wednesday for his actual bday

- he’s a little pouty but then he gets all sappy with an “all i need is you bubs”

- you guys get to the triller house early to help set up and he’s so excited but he keeps it lowkey because he’s just a little shy and doesn’t really want to broadcast it

- cuddling a bit on the grass in front of the projector while you wait for more people to arrive

- the party starts to pick up and everyone has their phones out hyping him up and he starts to nuzzle his face into your neck

- by the time it’s dark the two of you get separated, you’re chilling with aaron and troy but there are just so many people

- seeing him with tana makes you a little jealous because of how close they are, but once you approach them with aaron and the boys behind you, the two of you start talking and she’s just so sweet

- “wait you’re so hot- vinnie how did you land this girl? she’s way out of your league”

- the two of you get carried away making tiktoks and so the boys walk off but not before vinnie blows a kiss your way with a lil wink

- doing your own things for a bit because you trust each other and you have plans for his actual birthday :)

- eventually it’s time for cake and singing, but you’re still separated and trying to find one another

- bryce kinda starts to corner him but he’s like “wait dude i need my girl”

- he probably makes the dj turn off the music to call out your name and then you turn around and it feels like a moment in a movie making your way through the crowd to him

- he tucks you into his side and then he goes “okay now y’all can sing about how great i am” and you giggle and slap his chest gently and he just looks at you with such adoration

- of course with the triller boys he gets cake on his face so you pull him into a bathroom to wipe off his face

- he’s sitting on the counter with you in between his legs, and you kiss each spot that you’ve wiped off

- “you’re just so sweet vin!” and you pinch his cheeks and he just giggles at you

- once both of you come out people are hyped and they’ve started to drink and bryce is just so insistent about playing pong against vinnie

- “i’ll only play if i get to team up with her” and bryce is game anyways

- y’all absolutely kill it together and beat bryce, who paired off with taylor

- playing off the win and starting to get progressively a little more tipsy, which means more pda and lots of giggles

- tucked into his side like a koala while he starts saying goodbyes to people starting to leave

- getting to be a bit sleepy as he just chats with the boys, “you still with us babe?”

- mumbling out a sort of response in agreement into his shoulder

- finally getting ready to go, sleepily getting to the car, rambling on about how much fun you had

- “vin- baby, on your real birthday we’re gonna have so much fun! i’m gonna get you a better cake and we’re gonna have dinner with your parents and then,” you paused for dramatic effect, but it was mainly the effect of alcohol on your system, “i’ll do that thing you’ve wanted to do for a while,” with a little wink

- he laughs a little but gets genuinely excited about it, trying to hurry up the trip back to the hype house as best he could

- “you think you can make that an early birthday present babe?” but by the time he glances over at you, your eyes are closed and the sweetest little snores escaping your mouth

- shaking his head in slight disbelief but still smiling just in appreciation for everything you’d done and planned to do- his heart so full

#vinnie hacker #vinnie x reader #vinnie hacker x you #vinnie hacker x reader #vinnie hacker imagine

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bloodycassian · 3 years

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Rhys x reader - reader is a winter court runaway who the bat boys find almost freezing to death. longer! - I'm also interested in writing for the crescent city universe if that's something you guys would like. absolutely no Ruhn x Bryce though. It made me uncomfy reading it!! what did yall think about the weird (IMO) tension between Ruhn and Bryce?

Cold seeping into your bones, the dark figures looming above didnt comfort you into the sweet embrace of sleep that you wanted. Sleep or otherwise would be welcome at this point. You could no longer feel your body, besides the painful shuddering your core would occasionally give. "No-" You heard a deep voice snarl. Then there was ripping, and rustling among the dead leaves on the ground. The sickly sweet smell of their decay made you grimace further. "We have no time Rhys. We need to go now." A gravelly voice said calmly. "I cant-" There was gasping and suddenly you were being lifted, warmth caressing under your knees and around your back. You sighed into the relief the welcome heat brought. Rhysand's legs quivered as he watched his brother pick you up. His eyes brimmed with shock and tears. His mate. How could the cauldron be so brutal? To make a Winter Court noble his mate. To make such a politically powerful family's heiress his. His partner. His everything. A threat to Kallis' throne was his person. His tether that now speared him to the spot Cassian held him in. His heart yearned, wide and open and firey with rage. He had no doubt Kallis himself had a part in this. Azriel's shadows were warm against your skin.It contradicted every rumor you'd ever heard about the spymaster killing in a cold beautiful way. Your lips chattered as you tried to form words. "Who-" You attempted, but were shushed by the male carrying you. The last thing you remembered before passing out was the bite of wind and a sound of branches breaking under someone's heavy footfall. + Rhysand wallowed. He didnt care if he looked like a simpering love sick teenager.. But his brothers were concerned. He hadn't eaten or seen you since he had felt that bond snap into place. His chest constricted at the very thought of you. He flew, in the dead of night. Once he had made sure you were alive and stable he just left, flying and flying without a purpose or a place in mind. He didnt doubt that Azriel knew about it. The one time he landed, on a high peak overlooking the cool city of Winter Court...he did not get up again. He let the cold winds beat him, until he could no longer feel his toes, his feet. He sat until the overcast skies began darkening. Contemplating if he could kill Kallis himself or wait for you to decide what to do with him. His teeth yearned to tear out his throat himself. Kallis was the only foreseeable reason Rhys could think of that would have explained why his mate had almost died at the hands of this merciless barren land. There was no way the noble family had just let you run off and... Rhysand shuddered - the thought of the family even being alive hitting home. Azriel hadn't found anything but a bloody trail that night. His heart raced. A sudden feeling of anxiety loomed over him. He shot into the sky as fast as his stiff body and cold wings let him. Your hand was still wrapped in bandages, and you were sure your hair was a mess as the two wraiths doted on you. They had said nothing, even when you had pleaded with them. They had merely stopped and gotten the healer. She was insisting on using her magic on your neck and head when darkness shaded the room, and there were hurried footsteps up the stairs. The healer shook her head and opened the door, where night and shadows itself stood, staring at you with wide violet eyes filled with stars. Your heart hummed in your chest, and your head spun at his beauty. You knew him without ever meeting him, like a switch you were suddenly - secure. More at home than you'd ever felt in your cold homeland. The breath was stolen from you. His lips parted and he stepped into the room, "May I stay?" He asked, voice raw and charming. The healer scoffed, returning to your side, placing her hands on your blanketed legs. You nodded at him. "Only if you tell me what is going on." he nodded back, glancing suspiciously towards the healer. "Where is Madja? I sent for her yesterday." He seemed irritated, his jaw clenching. "Madja is still working on your brother after what you did to him." She said in a clipped tone. Rhys' face went a shade red at that. Regret bloomed in his stomach. He sighed, sitting on the floor at the end of the bed burying his head in his hands, exhausted. Your head spun. "There are no stories of you having a brother." You said. His figure moved with a slight chuckle. "Brother in a metaphorical sense. Though they may as well be." He let out a long breath, unhiding his face and pulling a hand through his hair. "He tried getting me to see reason while I was being...well.. unreasonable." There was a small tug on your chest towards him, as if he was calling you to be on the floor with him. You wanted to. You wanted to tell him that you wanted to join him too. But you were bound to the bed by exhaustion and the bandages covering you. The healer placed her hand on your knee, a coolness thrumming down your leg into your foot. She tisked in disapproval. "Now you being unreasonable has this one refusing to let me heal her head. Do something about this your highness, I dont believe theres anything wrong but we must be abso-" Rhysand cut her off by holding a single finger up. She scoffed and left the room, closing the door a bit too hard for normal. You smiled slightly at that, glad to be rid of a healer even for a few minutes. He blew out a long breath, avoiding eye contact with you. "What do you remember?" He asked you, eyebrows knitting together. He stared at his feet, like he was trying to piece together a puzzle. You knew what he meant. You cringed away from the few memories. "It was cold.." You started, shying away from the tingling in your foot at the memory. "Why wont you let the healer try to help?" He asked, not judgemental but more curious than anything. He got up with a tired grunt, and pulled a leather armchair beside you. Your heart raced at the closeness he presented. You didnt want to imagine what you looked like. Even with Fae healing you knew the tips of your ears may have still been blue from the cold of the wilderness of winter court. "I dont need it. I dont... want the help. I dont see a point to it." You tried your best at a shrug, your arms protesting. "Your family..." He began. Your heart fluttered, cheeks heating. A headache bloomed in your temples as your brain grasped for memories of the night. Rhysand waited patiently, studying your face. They had screamed and threatened to cut you out of the family dynasty if you refused the marriage. Broken glass and running. No shoes, pain in your lungs from the cold air. "My sorry excuse for a family left me to die." You growled once you felt steady enough to say. Head pounding, you took a drink of water from the night stand. "I was meant to marry Kallis' oldest, but when I refused they took issue with it." "And they tried to kill you.. so you ran?" He asked, his voice strained. "Not exactly... I cant...." You rubbed your aching head. It felt like you were sick, like you needed a cold bath. Your stomach roiled with the pain. Concern took over Rhys' features. "I can help." He offered, his hands fisting in the blankets, like he wished he could rip the pain away from you. "Do whatever" You groaned, sinking back into the pillows. "I dont care anymore." You wanted so badly to just let your body give out in those woods. Let some snow bear find you and be a snack for its cubs. You had no family, no home.. and no status any longer. Your mind seemed to be coated in a dark blanket, relief flowed through you. For the first time his eyes were locked with yours when you looked up. The magnificent depth of them was astounding. His dark brows pulled together, studying your features. There was that tug towards him again. You picked up that thread and tugged back, lazily. He blinked, taking a sharp breath. Confusion rolled through you, then his voice ripped through your mind like an echo. "I've been waiting for you."

#READER INSERT #RHYS X READER #RHYSAND X READER #ACOTAR FIC #RHYS FIC #CRESCENT CITY

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ambraambrose · 2 years

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A lunchbreak-observation

Open Heart: Somwhere in book 1.

Pairing: Ethan x Casey

Raiting: G, fluff

Note: all characters belong to pixelberry

Normally Ethan spent his break in his Office alone or sometimes with Naveen. But since his mentor forced him to sit in the Cafeteria for lunch, saying he needed socializing, he found himself spending the lunch break more and more in this huge ugly room with the awful food. The reason for his presence there, he would never confess, not even to himself, was a group of six of the new interns or better for one intern and her five friends, Casey Valentine. The intern he wanted under all circumstances to come to Edenbrook after he read her assignment. What he didn't know at that point was that she would turn his whole life upside down. Since her first day something about her draw him to her. He knew she had potential when he insisted to hire her but the force of nature she was took the floor under his feet away. Her potential was more than he could have imagined. But besides her abilities to become one of the best doctors possible there was something else about her that made him driven for her and he couldn't sense it or didn't want to admit what is was. She was so extremely beautiful in a way he couldn't find any words to describe it to be satisfactory, she was kind, brave, driven, passionate, funny, intelligent, caring, friendly, sarcastic, strong and he could go on and on. The first day Naveen dragged him into the full cafeteria he immediately saw her and her friends. The other interns eyed the group too and you could see they didn't belong to the rest, it was jealousy but first of all it was admiration. They absolutely were one kind of a group, Lahela, the surgical intern, a sunny boy, a Player and womanizer but there was truly more than meets the eye. You could see that he was very caring, determined to make all his five friends happy and satisfied with themselves and making them see what he saw in them. So if you knew him it was also impossible to dislike him. But Ethan also knew that Bryce was whipped to Casey and that was something he was furious about. Not to mention he saw them kissing after their first day in Donahue's. He didn't know if they are seriously dating or just messing around and that also made him insane. How would he ever stand a chance against the scalpel jockey?

Dr. Trinh a sweet little girl and she also had the potential to become a great doctor if she wasn't so emotional. He could see that she took the Job with her home and Ethan was afraid it could become too much for her. But he truly hoped she would find her strength otherwise it would be a loss for the medical work. She also seemed to be the closest friend to Casey. He heard her saying to Danny that she and Casey were dolphins and no sharks what made Ethan smile cause he found it kind of cute.

Dr. Greene was a shy but friendly and very open guy. Through his observation Ethan could tell that he was a really important part of the group and within the company of his friends he blossomed out and was someone you could steal horses with. The poor boy was in a wheelchair but he took no benefit of it from anyone he handled his work despite his handicap better than many other interns. Casey seem to be very eager to bring his true character to the surface by giving him confidence and you could see him ease up more and more. He often took Casey, Bryce or Sienna on his lap driving around with them in his wheelchair. Ethan felt the wish to find a cure for the boy to give him all possibilities his disease took from him but it seemed like he didn't take it as handicap and Ethan had full respect for him.

Dr. Varma was a piece of work. Also a very impressive doctor and despite Dr. Trinh she could be more emotional and understanding. She was really stoic and defensive. Mostly she looked like she wanted to punch someone right in the face. Ethan was considering to hire her to protect him from annoying people. But there was something else he saw in her eyes when she looked at Casey, a certain pain and anger but deep down a smolder and he knew what that meant, not only Lahela out of the group had it for Casey.

And then there was this guy that didn't quite fit to anyone of them, Dr. Olsen. A aspiring pale guy, something about him made Ethan uncomfortable. That boy seemed stressed out and his eyes flickered around all the time. Most of the time he buried his face in his hands in embarrassment when the others made something for fun like the wheelcharing, food competitions or really strange conversations about baking paper blanks or if the boys of the group thought it would be sexy to have a third boob or the endless list of funny sounding words like "bellybutton". Why was he with them? He lived with them but it seemed like he thought he was over them. Ethan didn't like this guy especially near to Casey's presence it made Ethan want to jump between them and save Casey from him.

While Ethan thought about them he heard them enter laughing already about something. "we should make it a costume party to Halloween", Elijah said. "Nah, you don't want to see my hot body hidden under a costume", of course Lahela suggested. "Please, let the theme be mummy or nun so there would be a few hours where Scalpel Jokey won't push his bare chest to anybody's face", Varma commented with a roll of her eyes. "Oh please, it would be so awesome! Casey, Sienna please back me up here!" "I'm with Elijah, we need to give a Halloween party or at least visit one." Sienna nodded excited to Casey's positive statement. Clapping her hands together, she suggested: "Yes yes yes and we should do a group costume!" "You mean we all dressed as mummies or nuns?" Skeptical as ever this came from Landry, Ethan thought annoyed. "No of course not! For example if we stick with mummies it would be the group theme Egypt, so one would be a mummy but someone else would be Cleopatra and someone a Sphinx or so." Now Elijah’s eyes were shining like stars: "oh yes, that is an awesome idea no the best idea ever! we also could choose a movie or a book or a tv show or a game! And each of us has to decide who the others are! Please it is not just Halloween it is my birthday!" Of course no one could say "no" to Greene making his best pleading pout. "Alright, what theme do you have in mind? What about “300”? What do you think, me in just burgundy speedos?" Lahela asked, wiggling his eyebrows. Varma rolled her eyes: “Sorry, I threw up a little.” “Oh come on Jackie, you can rub oil over my body.” Like a shotgun Elijah answered: "Game of Thrones!" And now every group member was full of excitement. seemed like this "Game of Thrones" is a big thing. Ethan never heard of it. Casey rushed to Elijah hugging him euphoric. "Is it possible to love you even more my cutie!" Damn even if it was totally clear that Casey and Dr. Greene were platonic, Ethan wished he could get this treatment from Casey. Before he could start to mentally clap himself he realized he should go back to work. On his way back to the Office of the diagnostic team he thought about the Party the six interns were planning and he caught himself thinking what it would be like to be invited to this Event like to their housewarming party. He shook his head and pinched the bridge of his nose, he hated Halloween since he was 15 and never ever would he wear a stupid costume. He sighed and entered the diagnostic Team in the Office where the other members waited for him with a smile on each face.

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Never get to hold you | Lee Haechan

Lee Haechan x female!reader x Lee Jeno

▸ Fluff, smut, angst? Haechan is poor ▸ Part of To All the Members I’ve Loved Before: Dear 127, hosted by me

Summary: Growing up in a fucked up household, Haechan has always been thankful for his friend Jeno for treating him like his real brother. From giving him food, to letting him stay in their big house, to lending him money for school. Jeno has always been an angel. Until one day, Haechan found another angel, you. Finally his life is now brighter than ever… but not for long, because Jeno likes you too. Will Haechan let this once in a lifetime love slip and give you to his true friend who’s always been nice to him? Or will he be selfish?

Work count: 6k flat amazing

Warnings: Smut, toxic household, mentions of parents fighting, Haechan is poor here, if you are not okay with the idea please click away. Unprotected sex, couch sex, mentions of rough sex, overstimulating, Haechan smoked one cigarette, mentions of alcohol, alcohol consumption, mentions of Haechan’s sister, break up, slight cheating? but not really A/N: Pure fiction. Haechan’s character here is inspired by Justin Fooley from 13 reasons why. And the friendship is inspired by Bryce and Justin’s friendship. hehe. Originally this is a cheating au, but I’ve been writing a lot of cheating au so.... lets do the right thing for now. HAHA. also I did not include a lot of smut just because it doesn’t fit the story so i hope you understand that and still enjoy reading this. <3

A peaceful night that’s what Haechan longs for. A night free from the screaming and shouting of his parents, the glass shattering and never-ending blaming. He turns the volume up of the song he’s listening to from his mp3 player, closed his eyes, and tried sleeping. It’s not calming or whatsoever but it’s better than hearing the bickering.

For Haechan, sleep does not fix anything but it sure does make him feel better once he wakes up and finally faces another fun day in school. Yes. That’s right, Haechan loves going to school for it makes him feel like he’s a normal person. Not everyone in school knew how fucked up his life is and that’s another thing why he loves going to school. School and his friends have been his escape.

“You’re coming tonight right?” Jeno sneaks from behind and swings an arm on his best friend.

“Of course I’ll be there. I have to drive your drunk ass home-“ Haechan jokes but he was soon interrupted by something so unfortunate.

His shoes gave up on him.

“I think I should go and get this fixed before class starts. Not again,” Haechan said, stopping to remove his worn-out shoes and check them further while Jeno watch him.

“I have my Balenciaga shoes in my locker I don’t use that anymore. If you don’t want to keep it or accept it, at least use it for the day,” Jeno smiles at his friend and pats his back. But before Haechan could even say no to his best friend, Jeno is long gone for the school bell rang already.

Every since Haechan is new in town, Jeno has been a good friend to him. Both very different boys but they are brothers by heart and got each other’s back. For Haechan, Jeno is an angel to which he almost feels bad for not giving something in return for all the things Jeno gave him. Not just material things but Jeno offers financial help to Haechan too, in fact, Jeno is the reason why Haechan’s mother got a job at a store Mrs. Lee owns.

So you see, being a loyal and true friend is the only thing Haechan can give in return for now.

After school, Haechan fixed his wretched shoes before going to his part-time job. There, while he looks over the convenience store, he does his homework on the side and makes sure that he studies in advance so he can get closer to the college and scholarship that he’s aiming for and finally get out of this hell hole.

“You like studying so much?”

A voice made him drop his pen and went to work immediately. Punching the cashier and putting the stuff you bought in a plastic bag with a shy smile. A shy smile that miraculously lights up your day, he’s like a sun you thought.

“College. You’re new here right? I saw you earlier with the student body president. I’ve been there, being new in town will get easier... with the right people” Haechan says.

“Well, I had a bad first day, but thank you.... Hyuck. It’s great to know that eventually, everything will get better ” you read his name tag and smiled so sweetly at him. Oh, you wish it’s not obvious that you’re flirting.

When you left you’re all he could think of. He can’t stop thinking about your smile, how it’s obvious that you’re flirting with him but he thinks you’re so cute rather than flirty, he even beats himself up for not asking your name and making you stay longer.

As he walks his way home under a quiet night and with nothing in his head but your smile, he replays his only memory of you in his head while smiling alone and looking like a complete idiot. But when he was just a few walks from his house, he hears the screaming and shouting again.

He ran towards the door and straight to his sister’s room, not giving a fuck about why his parents are fighting. He hugs his little sister who’s in tears and basically shaking from fear, keeping her close to him to let her know that he is here now. And this is the sadness and reality he had to face every day.

“You scared?” He whispers but his face shows no fear to show his sister that his big brother is ready to protect her.

“Where were you?” She whines and snuggles to her brother more.

“I was at work, sorry. You know something wonderful happened to me today,” Haechan ready himself to tell his sister how you two met for the first time. She has always loved Hyuck’s stories and she’s always interested in the people his brother is friends with, especially Jeno.

“Well, why didn’t you ask her name? Will you see her again?” She asks eagerly. “I want more stories about her, she sounds sweet even though your conversation was too short”

“Yeah I know. Maybe I can talk to her by Monday and tell her, ‘hey my little sister wants us to be friends’” he jokes.

And so the night went on, exchanging stories with his sister until his parents stopped fighting and eventually his sister fell asleep in his arms. To be honest, he didn’t want to leave his sister alone after what happened tonight, but he promised Jeno that he will be there so he needs to be there.

Going to Jeno’s birthday celebration in a bar downtown is the last thing he wants to do after having a hard night. The bar was loud, packed, and it’s giving him a headache. So he promised himself that he will stay here for half an hour only, which did not happen because his heart feels heavy.

So he went out to have a cigarette and to clear his mind, having a debate with his conscience whether he’s going back in or not.

“The answer is no,” you said from behind which made him turn immediately and face you. “I’m watching you for a few minutes already and your feet is obviously hesitating to go back inside”

“It’s that obvious? Am I really that easy to read?” he takes one final hit from his cigarette before he throws it away. You nod with a smile to answer his question. It’s obvious that you’re happy to see each other again. “Why aren’t you inside? It’s cold out here,” he would give you his jacket if only he’s wearing one right now but he’s not.

“Everyone is loud inside and I feel like I’ve had enough of the screaming and overflowing booze, you know?” You answered awkwardly. Little did you know that Haechan feels the exact same thing. “But I should probably go and not ruin the silence here too so-“

“I can’t stop thinking about you” Haechan finally blurted out. He didn’t mean to but those are the words that came out from his mouth the moment he saw you turn and was about to walk away. “I don’t even know your name but my sister thinks your cool” he added, trying to sound fun and interesting. Heck, he’s trying to make you stay.

And it's working.

“You have a sister and you told her about me?” Haechan nods with a shy smile, “Well what did you tell her?” You asked with a flirty tone.

“I told her that I’ve never seen a smile so beautiful and that I feel stupid for not asking your name” he shamelessly flirts and came closer to you, making your heart beat faster and making you really nervous.

“Take me some somewhere quiet and I’ll tell you my name” you flirted back.

And without any second thoughts, he brought you to a place where you two can laugh out loud freely, and there's no loud music to bother the moment. You introduced yourself and all he did was giggle and tell you that his little sister will be happy about this. Haechan made you laugh nonstop, telling you the happy memories he holds dear and even small parts about his life, without fooling you and making you think that he’s someone else.

Now that he gets the chance to talk to you again, he wanted to embrace you while he pours all his honesty to you and hopes that you don’t mind liking someone fucked up like him. But Haechan thought that telling you that he’s poor as a rat on your first night together is not something worth staying for, so he shrugged it off and continue asking more about you.

Until you both lost track of time and he offered to walk you home, which you think it’s sweet.

“Do you want to have some water first, before you go? It’s a long way back. M-my parents are not home so no need to be shy,” you offered with a hint of other intentions that he surely understood. And thankfully he accepted.

The moment you closed the door, he stopped you from opening the lights, his hands are on your face and your lips touched immediately. Returning the kiss without hesitation, heads turning continuously and both tongues are wanting for something more.

You motion him to the couch and push him until he falls on the cushions and let out a quiet giggle. It was a pity that you wouldn’t see his bright smile. “You okay with this?” he slips his hand inside your shirt and smoothly removed it.

“More than okay,” you said and started to undo his belt and remove his pants. Soon, you’re both wearing only your underwear while grinding on top of each other. Shy to make a move but your kisses and moans say otherwise. You’re the one who initiates it this time, unclasping your bra and making him knead and cup your boobs shamelessly.

“Do I need a condom?” he asks, removing his boxers brief, throwing it on the floor, and immediately slipped his hand inside your panties while you’re on top of him kissing him like there’s no tomorrow.

You moaned softly when his fingers made contact with your very wet slit and told him, “No. But pull out?” he nods and told you he will. And because of that assurance, you finally removed your panties and went on top of him.

“It’s hard to pull out if you’re going to be on top, maybe next time?” He says and effortlessly switched your positions, putting him on top of you. He pulls away for a second and pumped his cock in between your opened legs, came in closer to kiss you before he pushes his in.

His kisses were gentle and sweet like he’s not about you fuck you in the next few seconds. But when he finally lined his cock and slowly thrust in, both of you moaned and forgot that you were kissing for a second. Sharp gasps escaped your mouth while delicious groans escaped from his. Slowly he takes his time pushing in and out without thrusting all the way, which surely builds the momentum and it definitely made you want more of him.

“I’ll go deeper” thankfully he noticed and pushed in finally. Thrusting a little bit quicker than earlier while his fingers are busy drawing circles on your clit.

Soon, you’re both on edge. Too shy to admit it but you can’t stop clenching and unclenching around him, “Stop doing that,” he says and kissed your neck, bitting the shell of your ear to hear you giggle while he makes you moan deliciously.

He came first as expected because you can’t stop moaning behind his ears and making him feel good with your tight walls. He shoots his cum on your stomach, away from your pussy while his other hand is continuously drawing fast circles and making you cum in no time.

You shivered like crazy and tried closing your legs but Haechan got a hold of it and overstimulated you.

“Wild-brutal, that’s you” you said while you continue to shiver, curl yourself in a ball and beg him to stop.

He kisses your body, avoiding his cum but still managed to suck your nipples good as you come down from your high. When you’re finally calm, you reached for the tissue on the coffee table to wipe yourself clean but he snatched the tissue from your hand and did it himself. After that, you moved your body and make room on the small couch so he can lie beside you, using his arms as your pillow, keeping you close to his sweaty body.

“You’re the second girl I kept in my arms tonight,” he says softly. Looking into your eyes directly. You know that it's his sister and it made you smile and planted a kiss on his lips.

“Can you keep it that way then?” you said, softly like how he spoke. He nods and tightens his hug.

“To be honest I feel like I’m a slut right now because I slept with you first... on my first day of school, my first day of meeting you-“

“Sssh. You think too much. You’re not a slut. I like you, you like me. It’s a normal reaction” he kisses your lips and your cheeks one too many times to make you giggle and eventually let go of your thoughts. “I have to go back to my friends” he added.

“What- No, stay, please. My parents wouldn’t mind” you begged but he shook his head and got up from his comfort.

“I’ll find you again”

“Well give me your phone” you said, eager to make him stay. Eager to stay in his life.

“I don’t have one because I can’t afford one” Haechan was shy to tell you the truth but he didn’t want to lie to you. But of course, you understand him instead of prying. You sat up, kissed him sweetly and told him,

“It’s fine. You know where I live, so we're going to do this old school then” you giggle and make the most of the few minutes you have with him. He reached for your panties and helped you wear them together with your shirt, leaving a soft kiss on your lower abdomen.

“Is that fine? Going old school?” He asks smiling and asking for another kiss.

“More than fine, that means I get to see you always” he giggled and told you that’s right and continued wearing the rest of his clothes.

The next day, Haechan woke up with a smile on his face by just merely thinking about you and thinking of going to your house tonight and surprise you after he hangs out with Jeno at the amusement park.

As his day went on with his best friend, all he thinks about is you. Did you eat already, how was your sleep, do you think of him, and what are you doing now? These are questions that he wanted to ask you because he misses you already, but also, these are the questions that attracted the universe into putting you both in the same place.

Just a few minutes ago, Haechan is thinking about you but now you’re right in front of him... with a blindfold at The Kissing Booth and about to kiss Jeno.... Jeno of all people.

There, Haechan stood and watch you and Jeno kiss in front of the audience. Watching your friends take a video and giggle as much as they want because you have no idea who you’re kissing right now. Oh they would kill to be in your position and taste Jeno’s lips. While you... you think about the gentleman who made you laugh over and over again last night, the gentleman who’s honest about everything, and the gentleman who made you feel good on your family couch last night.

And when you removed your blindfold, you can’t help but feel disappointed. It’s not Haechan you’re kissing, he hasn’t found you again.

When Jeno came closer and attempted to kiss you again, you pushed him away in front of many people, smiled and whispered, “We had our fun already, I think that’s enough. Sorry, I was hoping you’d be someone else” and came down from the stage to join your friends.

The disappointment in Jeno’s face was evident. He felt like he violated you or something and wanted to apologize further but you didn’t give him a chance. He saw Haechan standing in the corner with a soda in his hand and joined him, “That was something. I feel like I was taken to another dimension while I was kissing her. Damn I like her already” Jeno admits, having no clue that Haechan knows exactly what he’s talking about.

“Hey.... Haechan” you taped his shoulder which made him and Jeno turn around. You didn’t want to be bold and flirty with him in front of his friend so you just said hey.

Jeno was shocked to the core when you approached his friend and not him, and he was even more shocked to see you smile so sweetly at Haechan. “You know each other?” he asks you both nervously.

“Yes”

“No”

“N-no. Not really. Dude, everyone knows her. New girl in town plus she came by the store during my shift yesterday after school” Haechan explains. Completely denying that you two shared something special the other night.

Good thing Jeno believed and accepted Haechan’s explanation, so this time he didn’t waste any more time and shoot his shot. “I want to apologize to you. Can we go for a walk? Alone together-“

“Good idea man. I think I should go. I have a shift at the store, s-see you at school. B-both of you,” he says and awkwardly walks out and left you with Jeno.

You wanted to follow him, you would rather want to watch him work at the store than be with Jeno and waste your time strolling around the park, you’ve been wanting to be with him ever since you opened your eyes this morning and now you can’t believe that he denied you in front of his friend.

The whole time he was walking in circles around his neighborhood, Haechan can’t stop thinking about you and Jeno. Even hating the universe more for making him and Jeno like the same girl. Fuck, he murmured frustratingly until he came to a thought that maybe life brought you to Haechan’s life so he could finally give something back to his best friend.

Maybe he’s doing the right thing by letting you and Jeno get to know each other.

“You’re a fool,” his sister teases him while he watches her brush her teeth. Haechan just snorted and let out a small laugh knowing that his little sister is smart and that she’s growing up wise.

“But when you grow old you can’t just commit to something or someone if you know to yourself that you can’t. Be honest,” he kisses her sister good night and tucked her to bed. Wishing for her sister to grow up strong and smart, and not like him.

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After a few weeks of seeing Jeno and going out on dates with him, you force yourself to think that what happened between you and Haechan is just a one time thing. That you were just horny teenagers that night who both had a bad day that’s why you thought it was something special.

It’s not that you’re using Jeno to forget Haechan, but Jeno is the one making his moves and trying so hard to impress you. He’s almost as nice as Haechan you thought. Maybe that’s why they��re best friends, and maybe that’s why now you look forward to seeing Jeno every day because you see Haechan in him.

Until one night, you and Jeno had a rather hot night that leads you two to his bed. Sex with Jeno is rough and fast and to be honest you forgot how many condoms he used because the sex was that good. And in that very moment, you realized that the only difference between Jeno and Haechan is the way they fuck. Jeno made you forget Haechan whenever you two are in bed and that made you want Jeno to fuck you more each day.

But Jeno is a natural sweetheart, a lover boy who shows you that he is a great man and a good person. “I know we fuck too much and it's obvious that something is bothering you” he says, hugging you closely while you’re on top of him after a very good car sex. “You can tell me, you know?” he added but you just shook your head no. “Okay okay, I understand. I love you. Whatever you’re going through or whatever that’s bothering you, continue to lean on me. Use me if you must,”

And right then and there, you decided to return the love Jeno is giving you.

It was not easy but it was worth it. Jeno loved you so much, more than you could ever imagine. You spend your senior year together, made memories each day, have good sex after school or during weekends, be the life of the party together, and meet each other’s family.

“Are you happy with me?” he whispers behind your ear while he hugs you from behind.

“What kind of question is that?” you said, turning around to meet his eyes and rake his hair away from his face. Not giving a fuck about the people watching you two flirt in the middle of a crowded place with drunk teenagers.

“Just a question. My way of checking if I’m still a good boyfriend” he admitted shyly. You rolled your eyes and came closer to him, planting a soft kiss on his lips which soon became heated and his hands roamed freely around your body.

“Mhmm. I'm happy, I love you” you whisper and you mean it.

“I love you too” he smiles and continues the kiss.

And while you two are in your own private world minding your business, Haechan watches from afar with a beer in his hand. Jealous, but not mad. Happy, but for you and his best friend. You deserve each other, he thought.

So as you and Jeno make your relationship strong and pour all your love on each other, Haechan became even more hardworking, focused more on his studies, and looking for more jobs to save more money. It was his way of forgetting you.

During a party that Jeno threw in his house, everything was intensely wild and everyone got drunk during the party, except Haechan because he was late due to his shift from one of his part-time job.

He saw you laughing with your friends near the poolside. You look beautiful tonight, as always. And at the same time, you look drunk already and all he wanted to do is take care of you but that’s not his job.

“Great that you’re here man, ugh. I’m so drunk” Jeno whines, almost about to throw but he’s still in control. “Here. Promised her dad I’d bring her home, but obviously, I can’t now. I can’t drive while I’m like this, knowing that she’s in the car with me. Too risky. Please dude, thank you”

And just like that, the responsibility and the power to take care of you is passed unto him.

“Baby, Haechan will bring you home- I can’t drive” Jeno admitted to you. Giving you his jacket before he walks you towards his car.

“W-what? Let me stay then, I’ll take care of you. Then you can drive me home when you’re sober” you said but your boyfriend said no and told you you’re as drunk as him. So you didn’t have a choice but to go inside the car with Haechan. He watched you two kiss goodbye and say your I love yous with each other before he drives away and takes you home.

The drive was silent. You didn’t dare to open your mouth and ask how he’s been, he didn’t dare to open his mouth and tell you that you’re beautiful. And it stayed like this until he reaches your house and parked in front of it.

“Do you remember the night that you walked me home?” you started, and you think it’s the alcohol that's talking. Haechan just nods and lets out a heavy sigh. “I wish it never happened. I wish I didn’t flirt back then and went back inside that bar instead of asking you to take me somewhere quiet” you admitted, feeling your heart break but you can finally breathe better now that you told him what you really feel. But deep inside you didn’t mean it. You’re just saying that because you’re still mad at him for denying you.

He unbuckles his seatbelt and reached for you, shamelessly hugging you, and placed a sweet kiss on your temple. You feel his tears and that made you hug him back. Staining his shirt with your tears that you kept for months.

“I’m sorry. I can’t give you what Jeno can give you. My life is a mess, I’m a trash and you deserve someone better. Someone who can take care of you, I can’t” he hugged you a little bit tighter to let you know that he’s sincere. And after a few minutes of silence, he explained his part to you and you listened attentively not because he owes you an explanation but because you miss his voice.

“When I was new here, bullies just won't stop teasing me, then Jeno became my friend and suddenly they all stopped. Jeno didn’t mind if I’m poor, he just wanted a brother and found it in me. That’s why whenever I’m in need he’s always to the rescue, my books, my mother’s job, this Rolex watch that I only use whenever I need it at work. I remember he gave this to me because he didn’t want to give me cash because he was afraid that will make me feel small. So instead he gave me this watch and expected me to pawn it. But I can’t because it’s like a token of our friendship”

“I get it. Bro code” you said calmly and watch him nod. “But who are you to tell me who to love. My heart still belongs to you when Jeno was courting me, I think about you when he kisses me-“

“Do you still feel the same way?” he blurted out, looking at your lips and thinking of kissing it one last time before you have your closure. But he won't.

“I love Jeno but you still have this great effect on me, you still have my heart” you admitted.

“I’m sure you understand me now. Why I don’t want to hurt my friend” you nod because you do understand him, you don’t want to hurt your boyfriend either, “He’s an angel” Haechan added.

When Haechan left and drove away, you feel like he took your heart away with him. Like that one specific night you had sex with him and you didn’t want him to go. You know what you said. You don’t want to hurt Jeno and you do love him, but what can you do? Your heart still belongs to Haechan.

After that understanding with Haechan, you suddenly became cold towards Jeno and all you could think about is Haechan. Obviously, Jeno can see right through you. He knows you, whenever something troubles you, you will keep it to yourself and you won’t tell it to him. So he made a way to cheer you up, but it ended up annoying you.

He invited you to his house to have a sleepover and movie night with him. The thing is, Jeno knew you love having sex with him so the moment you two are alone in his room with all the lights off and only his big flat-screen TV is on, he tried putting you in the mood and became way too touchy.

“Stop” you whine as Jeno starts kissing your neck while his hands roam free around your body. It feels good you can’t lie, but you’re not in the mood so you pushed him a little too hard which made him even more frustrated.

“What did I do wrong? I wish you could open up to me more, Y/n” he gets up from his bed and gave you space. “You’ve been like that for days and days already, I don’t know if I did something wrong. Baby, just tell me. I’ll fix it,”

And there it is. Your very reason why you loved him “Why do you have to be so nice?” you murmur and sat beside him. You knew that this isn’t the right time to tell him about Haechan, but he asked what's bothering you so you’re going to tell him the truth and do the right thing. Bravely, you told him every inch of your feelings, the truth about you and Haechan, and hopes that he will not get mad at you or his friend.

He listened. While Holding your hand. Close to tears but he won’t cry in front of you. Not yet. But now that he knows the truth about you and his best friend, he felt like he stole you from him.

“Don’t be mad at him, he just feels obligated to give back to all the kindness you have done to him and his family” you wait for his reaction. You expect him to get mad or throw a fit but all he did was kiss your knuckles, hold them tightly, and kept you close while he can.

“So what now? Do you need time? Space even? It hurts like hell, I must admit but I can’t force you to stay” he says, with tears in his eyes and trying so hard to look strong.

“I need space from the both of you, choosing is not easy. I don’t want to hurt you in the future Jeno” you said.

“I can’t force you to stay, but I can beg right? I love you-“ He cups your face and leaves too many kisses on your lips, saying he loves you over and over again, begging you to please choose him.

“I’m sorry Jeno, please don’t beg. You don’t deserve this,” you made him stop begging and pull him into a tight hug. Inviting him to come to bed with you and savor this night together while you can because, on the next day, you will leave him.

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When you broke up with Jeno and focused all your energy on school, you walk almost every day from school to your house just so you can sort out your thoughts.

Jeno stopped begging you to come back after a few months and got himself a new girlfriend while Haechan… well, he’s doing his best with avoiding you. Still, breaking up with Jeno is a wise decision because now it’s clear that you don’t love him like how you love and long for Haechan.

“Fuck” you curse at the rain for pouring out of nowhere and you have no choice but to enter the store that Haechan is looking after. Just like the rain, you came out of nowhere and shock him. But shocking him and ruining his peace was not your intention, you’re just waiting for the rain to stop so you can go and walk again.

Shivering because of the store’s air conditioning, you hug yourself to keep yourself warm in every way you can but it’s not enough. You tried going out again but the rain kept pouring and it started to rain hard again when you tried and open the door. But then you heard the sound of the air conditioning being turned off, and Haechan is behind you holding the remote and some extra clothes.

“You’ll get sick if you stay wet. Here-“ he awkwardly hands you an extra shirt and his hoodie, “You can change back there. There’s no one else in this store except me,” he says and points at the door for the staff room. Of course you accepted his offer and you’re happy that he still cares.

When you got back, you saw him preparing you a hot drink and made you sit on one of the vacant chairs. “How are you?” he asks, stirring the drink and puts it in front of you carefully.

“I’ve been well, thank you for asking. How about you? How's your sister?”

“I’m doing good too. And my sister is fine”

And after that, an awkward silence made you both giggle and feel shy about being alone in this cold store. But not for long. Haechan initiated the conversation and made small talk with you. If he’s being honest right now, he doesn’t want you to shut up. He wanted you to talk and talk freely without being shy… like that first night you spend together.

When the rain stopped, he walked you home again and you both enjoyed the cool breeze and wet street. Admiring the calmness that the rain brought. “Why did you avoid me? After me and Jeno broke up?” you asked calmly.

“I know we learned the hard way and we’ve been through some stuff” he came closer and put strands of your hair behind your ear, “I’ve been helping myself to be better for you so this time I won’t fuck us up, and I wasn’t avoiding you. I’m giving you time to heal” he smiles and looked into your eyes deeply.

“Can we start again?” he finally blurted out. “This is my final attempt on keeping you, and… I just want to fight for you this time”

The rain was a blessing after all. You don’t know if the rain was a sign of starting over again but you’re glad that you decided to walk today and got soaked in the rain and did not have a choice but to enter that convenience store. But you’re happy that the rain brought you back together, so you hugged him tightly as your answer and warned him with all your might.

“If I wake up tomorrow and you deny me again, I swear Lee Haechan-“

And just like that, he cuts you off with a kiss, an act of promise so you won’t need to worry for the next day. “My sister will kill me if I let go of you again” he giggles and continue kissing you.

Who would have thought that you need only the rain for you and Haechan to get back together? Because after that night, he kept his promise to you. He never left your side and you never left his. Life wasn’t easy for him still, but you made sure you stayed with him through thick and thin.

Even though Haechan can’t bring you to expensive dates or movie dates, being with him while he’s working at the convenience store is more than enough for you. “I love my job. I can earn money while having a study date with you in this cold store” he says, kissing your temple while you’re busy reading and studying beside him.

Your remaining high school days were full of him and you wouldn’t trade it for anything.

After graduation, you and Haechan planned on living together even though you’re both going to different schools, thankfully your schools aren’t that far from each other. Living together is not easy, your parents warned you. But Haechan made it easy for you because he loves you so much. Nonetheless, you would still choose a hard life with and just so you could be together the moment you open your eyes in the morning until you close them to end your day at night.

“It's you and me from now on, Y/n” he whispers beside your ear, hugging you from behind so tightly like you’re going somewhere and finally kiss you good night.

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