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#I say 2 because they need to keep each other sane
writingstoraes · 8 months
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miles away 🛫
pairing: charles leclerc/fem!reader
type: instagram imagine, social media au
notes: believe it or not this is another unattended draft i decided to give some attention so, lmk what u guys think!
about: you and charles are in a long-distance relationship, but not for long!
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yourusername supporting the red team even from miles away, even if i have to wake up at 3 am most of the time ❤️
charles_leclerc I have saved you so many paddock passes...
yourusername à bientôt mon amour :) Will see you soon, my love
lecslove queen of destroyed sleeping schedule 🤭
yourusername that's exactly what i am!
scuderiaferrari We thank you for your support even when you're far from the team, Y/N 🙏
arthurleclerc Charles keeps glancing at the garage like you're there please just fly out here
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yourusername copped some new ferrari and cl16 merch in spirit of race week! wishing you the best from here, charles_leclerc 😘
charles_leclerc J'aimerais que tu sois là, mon supporter numéro un ❤️ Wish you were here, my number one supporter
landonorris Your reunion when????
cl1655cs y/n outdoing it in the ferrari and gf department im afraid
luvermilton the day y/n and charles finally get together in person then the world will achieve peace
tayspop they've been together before! i think they've gotten together twice but for short periods of time cause y/n's work requires her to be in another country so they're in long distance!
hamilecs CUTEST COUPLE
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charles_leclerc More than a year since we last saw each other in person - I miss you more than ever and I love our little traditions that keep me sane 🤍
lestappensz FAVE COUPLE
landonorris Please get together again you guys are actually my parents
sainzchamps i'm just gonna say what everyone's thinking: we need a charles and y/n reunion
yourusername you're just saying this cause the next race is at 2 am here
charles_leclerc I know you'll be watching, you love me too much yourusername afraid so 😣
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yourusername charles' facetime sagas: pick your fighter 📱 i have so many of these because we never let a day pass by without a call, even if it's only last less than a minute. missing him a little more today.
lecsferrari THE 3RD PIC THANK U QUEEN
landonorris Parents...
charles_leclerc Booking a flight right now ✈️
yourusername not if i beat you to it
carlossainz55 So that's why he went back inside the yacht
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charles_leclerc Biggest susprise and blessing of today yet: I never have to be away for so long from the love of my life. Glad to have you back, my love ❤️
yourusername still can't believe you didn't believe lando when he said i was waiting at the airport
charles_leclerc He's pranked me about seven times I was just being real 🤷
landonorris MY SECOND PARENTS TOGETHER AGAIN?
yourusername i'm literally just a year older than you
lestappenraces LOVE IS ACTUALLY REAL
livelovelecs wait omg y/n is staying?
charles_leclerc Yeah, not letting her go anytime soon 😊
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yourusername hardcore cl16 fan finally watching her favorite driver ever race on track in person 🏎️
charles_leclerc Excited to finally have you here, baby
yourusername catch me at the garage then 😘
arthurleclerc Finally! Weepy Charles no more
pierregasly Make sure to drop by the Alpine garage too, Y/N!
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yourusername from being miles away to having you next to me, biggest upgrade so far 🤍
carlossainz55 The ants are biting all of us...
landonandos what a view (i'm so jealous)
charles_leclerc Do you have a crush on me, I'm already taken
yourusername yeah i heard your girlfriend is really pretty 🤭
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tagging: @slytherheign, @honethatty12, @siovhanroy, @fdl305, @iloveyou3000morgan, @cxcewg, @sassyheroneckgiant, @ang3licho3, @pitlanebabe, @riverdalexvixens, @msliz, @boherahpsody @storminacloud @leclercdream (if anyone else wants to be a part of my taglist or if i forgot anyone that asked to be tagged, pls lmk by replying or sending me a message hehe)
notes: aaaa its been some time since i posted something but yeah my classes start in less than 2 weeks so im trying my best to go through all the requests and drafts i have hehe lmk what u guys think!
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Until you come back home pt.2
John Egan X Female! Reader
Summary: Y/n received a letter from Bucky, but it was enough to push her into madness...
Warning: Obsessive love disorder/ mental institution/ electric shock/ freezing bath/ 1940s asylum treatments/ use of Y/n/
Word count: 1.9k
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When Harry Crosby came in her room with his letter, she couldn’t believe it. She was going crazy without him. Harry had to argue with the Colonel that she was still sane and still able to do her work, even though it was a lie. She snatched the envelope from his hands and quickly opened it. ‘’Told you he wasn’t dead, Croz, I was right’’ she said, smiling.
My darling Y/n,
I hope you’re doing well; I’ve read every single letter you sent to me. I miss you like crazy, say thank you to Crosby for me, I know he’s taking good care of you, and I’m grateful for it. I’m going crazy too, you know, I miss you so much. I miss everything about you, the conditions are awful here; we only eat potatoes and the other day, we have to kill a cat to eat its meat. It was disgusting, the mattress is so uncomfortable, my back hurts, and I can’t sleep well without you. On a good note, Buck is alive, and he’s here at this camp. That helps a little, but I’m still going crazy. I’m going to try and come back to you, in the meantime, I’ve sent you my necklace, it’s in the envelope, it’s not much but I hope it helps you. I think about you all the time, I’ve started to do the same thing as you, calling your name, until I come back home. I’m driving the guys crazy, but I don’t care. It keeps me sane. We have to keep hoping, I feel that we’re going to see each other again, and when we do, we’re going to get married, and we’re going to live together. I love you, my darling, so much it drives me crazy. Until I come back home; Y/n, Y/n, Y/n…
She hugged the letter before showing it to Crosby. Something in her eyes wasn’t right, something changed. The last bit of her sanity evaporated with the letter, she opened the envelope, taking the necklace and putting it around her neck. ‘’We’re going to get married, Croz’’ she giggled maniacally. ‘’Y/n are you okay?’’ he asked, very concerned with his best friend’s attitude. ‘’Bucky, Bucky, Bucky’’ she kept calling his name, over and over again. ‘’You’re scaring me! Are you okay?’’ he raised his voice. ‘’Never better, Croz’’ she smiled. It pained him, but he had to place her somewhere, she didn’t look okay, and frankly, Crosby was afraid that she would hurt herself, and others. So that night, he went to talk to Colonel Harding, and then, went to his desk, to write a letter.
When Bucky saw that the letter he got was not from Y/n, he was confused. When he saw that it was from Harry Crosby, he was worried. He quickly opened the envelope to see why his girlfriend wasn’t writing to him.
Hello Bucky,
Sorry for not being Y/n. I appreciate your kind words in her letters, I tried to look after her in the best way possible, but after your letter, she’s gone mad. And I don’t mean it lightly, I was afraid for her security, I thought she was going to hurt herself and others on the base. That’s why Colonel and I found it better to send her away, where she can get the help she needs. I wasn’t happy doing it, I felt really bad, but trust me, she needed it. The psychiatrist told me she has an obsessive love disorder. It is easy to cure, but it’s going to be hard. She will still be in love with you because I can tell she truly cares about you. The problem is she’s obsessed with you. She can’t live with the idea of you being dead or injured. She can have self-destructive behavior, so that’s why we decided to send her away. I visited her often. The first weeks were hard, but today marks the second month she’s been there, and I can tell she’s improving. I hope you’re okay, I’m going to try to keep you updated on her progress.
Harry Crosby
They put her into a mental institute. He couldn’t believe it, she wasn’t crazy, she was in love. Even if it made him angry, he understood why he did it. Bucky was just hoping that she was okay, and that they weren’t torturing her.
Electrical shock, that’s how they were ‘curing’ her, by electrocuting her. They also put her into an ice bath. But the doctor said she was getting better at first, she fought the guards, but by the time she did her fifth treatment, she grew tried of fighting them, so she stopped. Today was important for her, she was going to be evaluated by the psychiatrist and he was going to determine if she could get out of here, she needed to be on her best behavior. When guards came in her room, she was sat on her bed, ready to be escorted to his office. When she entered the room, she was nervous, her hands were shaking, and she felt like she was going to throw up. ‘’Hello Y/n, how are you today?’’ Dr. Phillips asked. She cleared her throat before speaking. ‘’Hi Dr. Phillips, I’m quite well, how are you?’’ she spoke nervously. He pressed his elbow in his desk, looking at his notes before responding. ‘’Good, thank you. So do you know why you’re here today?’’ she nodded and gulped. ‘’You’re going to tell me if I’m crazy or not’’ she whispered. Dr. Phillips laughed. ‘’Oh, Y/n, you’re not crazy, who told you that?’’ he laughed. He did, multiple times as he gave her shocks. ‘’Trevor did’’ she lied, Trevor was her only friend here, he was here because he could hear voices. Trevor claimed that he was blessed by the gods. ‘’Y/n, I’m the one that can say if you’re crazy or not, and from what I’m seeing in your file, you’re not crazy anymore’’ she shifted in her seat. She fixed her hair, looking at the ground. She couldn’t look at Dr. Phillips in the eyes, she was scared of him. ‘’Can I, uh, can I, g-g-get out?’’ she stuttered, whispering. She was afraid that he was going to give her an ice bath. ‘’Yes! That’s why I wanted to see you, I wanted to tell you the good news myself, your friend, Harry Crosby, is waiting for you in the lobby.’’ Dr. Phillips exclaimed.
His feet were bouncing on the ground, he couldn’t wait to see her. Harry Crosby got a call yesterday, saying that Y/n was going to be released. When the door opened, he saw her. She looked weak, fragile and tired, what the hell did they do to her. She was skinny, did they feed her? Her cheeks were hollow, and she had purple circles under her eyes. But when Y/n saw her best friend, she smiled, that was the first real smile she had in weeks. ‘’Crosby!’’ she exclaimed, walking towards him. ‘’Hey you! It’s so good to see you!’’ he exclaimed, trying not to show his concern in front of the doctor. ‘’She’s all good and ready to go home, take good care of her.’’ Dr. Phillips patted her back, but she flinched.
The second they were inside the Jeep, Harry drove far away from this place, he was going fast. ‘’Are you okay? What did they do to you?’’ he asked, concerned. Y/n turned to look at her friend. ‘’They cured me’’ she simply said. He sputtered. ‘’Do you still love him?’’ he asked, scared of her answer. ‘’I think so’’ her gaze was empty, it wasn’t normal, something was off.
Gale Cleven escaped, he managed to escape and now he was back on the base. He looked for Y/n, Bucky asked him to go check on her. He knew she had been in a mental institute, but when he saw her, getting out of Crosby’s Jeep, he felt sick. It wasn’t the Y/n he knew, who was this woman. She was walking towards him, smiling, but her eyes were numb. ‘’Gale! How are you?’’ she asked him, smiling. ‘’I’m good, Y/n, how are you, you look hungry’’ he stated, seeing how thin she was. ‘’I’m well, but I am hungry, can we go eat?’’ her tone was monotone, like a robot. It was like her brain was fried. ‘’I gotta go, please can you try to get information on what happened there’’ Harry whispered in Buck’s ear, he nodded as they both walked towards the cafeteria. Since it wasn’t the rush, the cafeteria wasn’t crowded.
She took a bite of the food and smiled. ‘’It’s good?’’ Buck asked. She nodded. ‘’Very, I only ate porridge and bread’’ she admitted, unknowingly. ‘’You look better, Y/n, what did they give you?’’ he asked, hiding his concerns. ‘’Stuff’’ she took another bite of her food. ‘’What kind of stuff?’’ he asked. She zoned out, she thought about the shocks and the freezing water on her skin, her eyes filled with tears. ‘’Baths and a painful treatment’’ she mumbled, but Gale understood every word.
When Bucky came back on the base, he couldn’t wait to see his girlfriend, but Harry Crosby stopped him. ‘’Bucky, wait, we have to tell you something’’ he grabbed his arm. ‘’What Cros?’’ he asked, annoyed that he couldn’t see his girl. He tilts his head to tell him to go into another room. The Colonel was leaning against the table, Gale was seated on a chair, Harry closed the door and offered Bucky a chair. ‘’Major, I would sit down if I were you’’ Colonel Harding ordered. Bucky was confused, what the hell was going on, where was his girlfriend. ‘’Where’s Y/n?’’ he asked. ‘’She’s in her room, but she’s different, Bucky. That place changed her’’ Buck started. ‘’How could they change her?’’ he chuckled nervously. ‘’I didn’t know what kind of treatment they were administering her, but she told Buck everything’’ Crosby started. Bucky looked at his friend, he had his head down. ‘’Electrical shock, ice baths, steam baths, they gave her shock, they almost fried her brain. They fed her porridge and bread; they wouldn’t let her sleep’’ he explained. John Egan couldn’t believe what he was hearing. ‘’H-how’s that legal?’’ he exclaimed, nervously. ‘’But the problem is, the treatments worked, but we don’t know how she’ll react to you being there, Major’’ Harding explained.
Y/n was sitting on her bed, reading the letters she missed when she was away. She heard a knock, and she turned around. There he was Bucky was in front of her. She got up from the bed and smiled. ‘’You’re alive?’’ she choked up on emotions. ‘’I am, darling’’ he said, cautiously, not wanting to trigger anything. ‘’You’re real?’’ she asked. He nodded, she carefully walked up to him, she took his hand, she was making sure he was real. His hand was warm, and his skin was soft. Her eyes filled with happy tears as she looked at him. He gently put his hand on her cheek, wiping away the tear with his thumb. ‘’I love you so much’’ she breathed out, before hugging him. In his arms, every shock, every bath and every torture went away. He was back, she was hugging him, he was real. ‘’You came back home’’ she cried out. ‘’Told you I was coming back, darling’’ he softly whispered in her ear. ‘’Never leave me again.’’ She pleaded. ‘’Never, darling. Because I don’t wanna live forever if my life is not with you’’
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oreotoreads · 2 years
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EVERYTHING IS NOT WHAT IT SEEMS
PART 2: SKIN TIGHT — read other parts: PREVIOUS | NEXT | MASTERLIST
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pairing: dom!jake x fem!reader WC: 5.9k!
summary: your handsome one night stand that blew your mind turns out to be the silent guy at work that you didn’t even realize his existence.
warnings: explicit smut, explicit language, oral (both recieving), unprotected sex, dirty talk, cum play, masturbation, jake wears a cross necklace, fingering, slight anal play, violence (slapping) - jake recieving, creampie, handjob, squirting. (guess that’s all *nervous laugh*
a/n: this is even filthier than the first part so brace yourselves as u read and im sorry lol. (cuz ur coming to hell with me <3333 mwah 😽)
taglist: @axartia - @cyuuupid - @my5colors - @muffinminnie - @zhaixiaowen - @zen003xx - @qeen123 - @zerasari​
you don’t remember how you stormed yourself to human resources that fast, with your one heel on your hand, and the other is left in the crime scene (where you fell into jake’s arms). you felt humiliated, ashamed and crazy, what were the odds to fuck someone who works in the same company as you and him being someone you see daily but not even recognizing him. when you stand in the elevator this morning, did he know you were the woman he fucked ruthlessly 2 days ago? 
you laughed at yourself, of course he did. he played you a little game, he wanted to give you a lesson about that silent boy can be something else. that good looking boys are actually the worst. did he do this because you never even bother to talk to him? did he actually know anything about you? 
when the hr guy was staring at you since you stormed in his room like a crazy woman with no shoes, you cleared your throat to look more sane.
“i need some information about an employee.”
he nervously scratched the back of his neck, “erm, that’s impossible…” when you sent him the most deadly stare ever in your life he stuttered. “a-about who?”
“jake.”
“oh not that weirdo.” he rolled his eyes. “his interview was the weirdest thing ever.”
“wait, why?” you asked in curiosity.
he hesitated to talk but since you had a dangerous object (your heel) in your hand and looked mad crazy at this point he decided to spill.
“so, this guy is australian and had only australian passport and refused to give his korean id.” you raised your eyebrows at the information which you found really interesting, “continue.”
“he barely talks and makes his voice… weirder? oh and he never shows his face.”
you crossed your arms in front of your chest, puckering your lips. “isn’t this a little bit… suspicious? he could be a serial killer or something, why did you decide to hire him?” you asked this time, losing your patience to find out about the guy you fucked.
“because the ceo said we can never find anything like him, apparently his education in australia was really a 5 star one… he sometimes disappears and sometimes doesn’t comes to work? i don’t know how he keeps getting away with all that…” he also fell in deep thoughts before you slapped your hands on his table.
“how old is he?” you eyed the papers in front of him.
“uhm 20 something? early 20s.”
you squinted, biting the inside of your cheek and thanked the HR guy before leaving his office. you desperately walked barefoot to the stairs you lost your shoe and picked it up, jake was nowhere to be seen and you actually didn’t want to see him.
he obviously knew who you were and decided to say nothing about it. he knew you were going to see each other before he went in hard, that felt weird.
you felt played.
your mind was thinking differently than your heart and pussy for sure, they were still craving for his touch and kisses and your mind was signaling to stay away from him. but you also felt like only one look against your way today would make you get wet from the anticipation of feeling him between yours legs one more time.
you decided he was the devil. he cursed you that night and now you can’t live without him.
you seated on your chair desperately despite having nothing to do but work to distract yourself from the confusion. you never saw your dear J again like the HR said he was lost all of a sudden. when at lunch you heard some girls mumbling about him talking about his cologne which made you immediately jealous, you thought it was your special thing to like it on him so much.
other than his colorful hoodies and famous cologne, no one knew anything about jake.
*
after the day was over at work, you still scanned around yourself, when you went to the restroom, you eyed the men’s side as well. you didn’t know what you were going to say to him because you literally run limping after he saved you in the stairs. you wanted him to come up and say something to initiate a conversation but that seemed so like a dream at this point because you felt like he doesn’t care as much as you do.
you went into the parking lot and walked to your car with your spare sneakers that they let you wear because it was better than barefoot. you spotted your car waiting for you to drive you home and when you were about to get in, you saw a little square shaped note that was stuck to your windscreen wiper. your brows furrowed at the number that was written on it.
515.
you picked up to note and sat in your car, resting your forehead on the wheel, now what the fuck was that? it was obviously from jake, you immediately recognized his hand writing. that kind of made you feel better since he didn’t cut the ties completely between you but you were also scared to see him again because you had so many questions.
“OH!” you screamed at yourself. “I know what 515 is.”
you wondered if your relationship was going to be like this little treasure hunt game but you didn’t care. you know it wasn’t over and it was never going to be over when you first laid your eyes on him.
you drove the hotel you guys fucked and told the lobby that you want to visit room 515. the receptionist immediately smiled, like she knew who was staying there, “oh, welcome miss y/l/n… he is waiting for you.”
you squinted your eyes at the girl, obviously feeling weird about him giving your name. and also confirming he came to this hotel a lot.
‘with a different girl every time’ your mind warned you but you pushed it off. this wasn’t the time to get emotional over him. he was just a one night stand who fucked you way too good. so good. so raw. beautifully.
“oh my god.” you slapped your head, letting out a breath as you stood in the elevator, flashbacks all over you when he was sucking your neck and forcing your legs open.
when you arrived to 515 the door was open just a little bit, so you pushed it. his back was turned to you, he was still in his baby blue hoodie and watching the cars and lights of the city from the wall length windows.
seeing him, even from back, already made you dizzy, remembering all the goodness he gave you that night. you unintentionally started walking towards him, your heart wanted to wrap your hands around him and stay in his presence, your pussy wanted you to kneel in front of him and suck him dry and your mind was telling you that you will be heartbroken by the end of this.
jake realized you were in the room but he decided to stay silent as you walked up to him. he was feeling as your body was magnetized to his, opposite to your guesses, he craved you too. he wanted to feel you again so badly, his little whiny sub who looked so pretty and fucked out by him.
“who the fuck are you?” you spat out.
your voice surprised him, he was expecting to feel your lips against he nape of your neck, you tiptoeing to reach his neck and your hand going to his pants… it didn’t happen.
“look at me, jake.”
he turned around on his heel, a stupid smile on his face and his eyes are darkened, looking as beautiful as ever, his long fingers going through his hair and licking his lips as he did. he was so gorgeous you couldn’t say anything to his face. you just stared.
“why so angry baby…?” he stepped closer to you, his breath fanning against your face, “is this how you thank me for fucking you into oblivion?”
you felt your blood boiling at his tone, like he was making fun of you, like he was humiliating you. to his chance, you only liked that in bed.
when you slapped him hard across his cheek, the loud sound of your palm hitting his face echoed in the room, his mouth opened without a sound of reaction. you stood in shock at what you did, silence taking over as you just examined his face.
a smirk covered his lips as he looked away from you.
after that, you don’t know how you grabbed him from his from his collar and pulled him to your body and his fingers got tangled in your hair as he pushed your lips to his, connecting your mouths in a open mouthed kiss. teeth clashing, lip sucking, breathy and wet kiss.
he must have liked it. being slapped.
you felt the air got pushed out from your lungs, you weren’t breathing. you missed him so fucking much, him devouring you felt so needed. he was tugging on your hair from time to time, getting his revenge as you whined into his mouth. his tongue was pushed past against yours, the wet muscles touching each other as you kissed.
you wanted him. so. fucking. badly.
“gonna let daddy fuck your little pussy baby?” he muttered inside of your mouth to tease you, which it worked, you pushed him against the glass as he let out a pained moan, your lips attacking his neck to suck a purple hickey there. his skin tasted delicious, feeling so soft and delicate over your tongue, he was perfect.
your hands slipped inside of his hoodie, scratching the sides of his waist, digging your nails into his skin. meanwhile you trapped the cross necklace dangling on neck between your teeth, looking at him smugly.
“i am going to hell and i am taking you there with me, jakey.”
he understood you were angry and this was going to be a battle of egos as he realized you had a dom side as much as he did. your hands reached behind his neck and took the chain over his neck, leaving him swallowing hardly.
you kneeled down in front of him, now eye level with the outline of his cock that is hard and long under his grey joggers he had on. when you mouthed at his crotch, he let out a guttural moan, feeling the warmth of your mouth over the material on his throbbing cock.
“angel… you are so fucking hot.” his head was thrown back against the window, lips captured between his teeth as you mouthed at his crotch and caressed his thighs. his hands found your hair and pulled your face more to his crotch, his knees bucking when you made a suffocated sound.
your fingers tugged into the waist band of his sweatpants, slowly sliding them down to his knees, you kissed his hard on through his boxers whining with every kiss, “daddy, daddy, daddy…”
“you missed me so much right? bet you masturbated at the vision of me spitting at your drenched hole.”
you got angry again, how he know you did that? you opened your mouth to bite his cock over the material, making him hiss in pain for embarassing you.
“don’t worry angel…” he smiled down at you, “daddy jerked off thinking of your pretty little cunt full of his cum as well.”
you felt proud, and relieved, now that he confessed he was thinking about you too, he was masturbating at the thought of you. fuck, you wished you had seen him playing with himself, palming his balls and desperately pulling at his cock to release. you were do happy to be here, kneeled in front of him, give your man the treatment he longed for.
“i was still leaking of you the next day, jakey…” you pouted up against him and then smirked, pulling his boxers to his knees as well, his cock slapping your face, “oh, you are so big and hard for me, aren’t you?”
he grabbed you by the nape of your neck and made you rub your cheek against his dick, his pre-cum wetting your soft blushed cheeks. “stop being a brat and get to work.”
you kissed the tip of his shaft as a tease, and trailed the kisses down to his base, where his balls stand heavy and swollen full of his cum to spurt out.
“i wish i filmed myself desperately rubbing my pussy on my little pillow, would you have like it if i did?”
“fuck.” he rolled his eyes, he added to his list that he definitely wanted to see you get off on your own desperately. you didn’t want to shut up, you wanted to rile him off and wanted him to get rough so he would fuck you the way you deserved.
“then my bed was… so wet, full of my cream, jakey… your cum spilled down mixed with mine.”
jake gulped loudly he was desperate to have your tight throat swallowing around him. “what else baby, tell me.” he patted your cheek, as you gave kitten licks to the tip of his cock.
“then i, i missed you so much. i cried. i thought i won’t see you again.” you rubbed your nose against him, letting out hiccups that sounded so pathetic.
“crying because you can’t have cock.” he tutted, “thought you were better than that.”
you nodded your head, licking along the underside of his cock before you grabbed him by the base with one hand. “not any cock, your cock.” you corrected him.
“if you missed it so much then why you are not sucking it like the filthy whore you are?”
your nickname changing from angel to a whore got you by surprise but you did like it a lot, you loved when he talked to you disrespectfully but especially when he fucked you disrespectfully.
“because i found out daddy lied.” you let out a sob, “daddy played with me and made me feel bad.”
this was when jake finally understood you were still playing to get your revenge, the slap you landed on his cheek wasn’t enough. he didn’t do it on purpose, he didn’t mean to make you feel weird. he found it unnecessary because if you didn’t break your heel and fell into his lap today, you were never going to find out you worked together, like you didn’t notice the past month.
“i didn’t lie. i just didn’t tell.” he opposed you, getting impatient and bored at your whinings now, thank god you were the most beautiful woman he ever laid his eyes on and had the most delicious pussy he ever devoured.
“i am sorry, okay?” he get it out of the way. you looked up at him and saw a genuine expression on his face.
“will take your apology after i suck this cock,” you bucked your head down, lowering your mouth on him, gagging yourself with his thick length in one move.
“oh my fuck!” he cursed, his hips bucking into your face as you took him full and cockwarming in your mouth without moving. you lapped your tongue around him before you pulled back, string of saliva making a bridge between your lower lip and his tip.
you stared up at him with hazy eyes, pumping his cock in your fist slowly, a smirk appearing on your wet mouth.
“come here you little slut.” he pushed you down on his cock forcefully from the back of your head, holding you steady as his hips started bucking front, tip of his cock tracing your throat as he fucked your mouth. you closed your mouth around him, hallowing your cheeks, so it would feel tighter for him. “fuuuuuck! mouth so warm and wet for daddy, good girl.”
you were sure your throat was bruised from his thrusts as he face fucked you, you gagged, begging for breath before he pulled out, his pre-cum dripping down your chin. after getting only few breaths, you opened your mouth, sticking your tongue for him. jake laughed as he placed his cock on your tongue, painfully rubbing it back on forth on your wet muscle, saliva dripping down to your lap from your open mouth.
“my girl loves it messy and wet, just like daddy.” he mumbled, forcing his dick deeper, as he grabbed your hair and pulled your head down, his tip hitting somewhere deep down in your mouth. when he slipped out of your mouth, your face followed it, begging more of his dick.
“where do you wanna cum daddy, i wanna make you cum whole night so it won’t be last,” you assured him, your voice sounding raspy from him assaulting your throat. you opened the buttons of your blouse and showed him the valley of your tits. “do you want to cum here?”
“get on bed.” he commanded, not liking your suggestion, he had something different in mind. he let go of his cock and watched you crawl back on the bed until you sat down resting your back on the headboard.
he got rid of his pants and boxers pooling around his feet when he only had that baby blue hoodie on him. putting his knee on the bed, he got closer to you, popping the button of your pants and sliding them down your legs. in the meantime you got rid of your shirt, leaving yourself with your lacy bra which decorated your chest beautifully. you reached to him with your both hands and tugged the end of his hoodie and shook it, signaling him to take it off. he granted your wish taking it over his head and throwing it to the floor, his one hand got back to his cock so he would keep himself alerted while he leaned down, pulling on your lacy panties with his teeth and slowly dragging them down your legs as well, the smell of your arousal filled his nostrils, you smelled sweet and yummy.
he forced your legs open and bent your knees down after he kneeled in front of you on the bed and started pumping himself.
“part your lips, baby.” he instructed, you shook your head and snaked your arms under your kneecaps, pulling your legs up to your chest before your index and middle finger opened yourself up for him, your arousal dripping down to your ass.
“my god, look at that pussy leaking it’s cream.” he mocked you, pumping himself faster as his eyes were zoned out on your needy pussy, clenching around nothing. “who’s it creaming for?” he taunted you.
“daddy!!” you chanted, pulling your lips apart more, feeling a shot of arousal leaking down your ass.
“good girl, whenever someone fucks you, remember who you belong to.”
you wouldn’t want anyone to fuck you after jake, it was impossible for someone to make you feel as good as him, fuck you like he does.
“now, keep on telling me how you fucked your tiny cunt without me. show me.” he tugged on his cock, slowed his movements so he can watch you a little more before he applies his plans.
you switched your hands, obeying his words, your non dominant hand holding your lips apart now as the others rubbed the rim of your entrance. you twitched when your fingers sinked in your core, making you feel full. you dragged them in and out of your pussy, giving jake a show of his dreams. your cunt gushed around your fingers, creaming over them, every time you pushed them back in your heat. you curled them up, trying to push them deeper as you stretched your tightness.
his eyes followed your fingers plunging into you, the sound it made was so erotic yet beautiful and he wanted to suck up all your juices. your head was rested back on the headrest of the bed, your throat looking so smooth and pure, perfect for his mouth to nibble at. your tits were swollen and perky with all the build up, your lips parted with pretty moans.
he slapped your hand from your cunt, the harsh drag of your fingers out your pussy made you yelp, as he stared at your uncontrollably clenching hole, jerking himself off relentlessly.
he shot all of his cum against core, painting your folds with his hot white release. some got on your lower stomach and inside of your thighs but he mainly aimed your needy hole. you were feeling his cum dripping down to your other entrance, which made you unintentionally clench.
“now…” he sat back on his heels, “you are gonna fuck my cum into that hole, angel. want your pussy full of me.”
you cried out, from happiness and neediness as you get to use your hand again, you messily lapped your fingers around your pussy to gather his cum. sticky substance touching your skin made you dizzy as you rubbed your clit with it, moaning in pleasure. jake didn’t want you to waste any drip though.
“inside you. now.”
“are you only gonna watch, daddy?” you asked, looking at him under your lashes.
he leaned in and rubbed inside of your thighs, making your clit throb, “daddy’s gonna fuck you later, baby, i promise.”
you believed his words and staring at his eyes, you pushed his cum inside of you, messily fingering yourself as he leaked back out. you tried to gather some, coating your insides again but since your cunt keep getting wetter and wetter it kept oozing out of you, you whined, “jakey, help me.”
he smiled at his nickname that you decided to give him today, he softly nodded his head to you before leaned in and got eye level with your hole that was stuffed with your three fingers. he kissed the top of your hand, making you release the pressure you were giving to your core, he sticked out his middle and ring finger and abruptly pushed it under yours, inside of your cunt, the stretch made you wince in pain. you had 5 fingers in you.
“jake!!!” you screamed, looking down, feeling his fingers against yours, inside of you tight pussy. he kissed the inside of your thigh, “see, nothing’s leaking now, baby.”
you cried out, feeling so full, you tried to pull your hands out but the friction didn’t let you. he soothed your thighs with his other hand, making you relax to stop you from clenching. he wiggled his fingers inside a little, seeing if he could move, and when he figured out your hole is stretched out enough, he pulled your hand out of your entrance. “doing so good baby, so so good.”
he fucked his cum into you a little more, your eyes closed with pleasure, finally him doing the work and making you feel good. your legs were still pressed to your chest and your pussy was all open for him to finger you easily. he leaned in sucked in one of your nipples into his mouth, then biting it and nibbling on it, leaving marks all over your boob. he switched to your jaw and left open mouthed kisses as he talked. “you can cum, baby.”
“no, no, no.” whines spilled from your lips, trying to close your legs around his body for him to stop. “wanna cum on your cock, please.”
“oh?” he sent you a cocky smile, connecting your lips in a kiss as he pulled his fingers from your cunt. you hummed into his mouth, thanking him your way. he released your hands under your legs, making them lay on the bed comfortably as he still kept them open. your limbs were sore from keeping them up for so long but the pain it gave you was pleasurable. he kissed down your stomach and he couldn’t hold himself but licked a bold stripe along your folds, tasting himself mixed with your aroma.
“jake!!” you cried out, you were so close but you didn’t want to cum yet.
“keep it in for me just a little bit more.” he asked before he pressed his tongue flat on your core, sliding it down to your ass, picking some of his cum that were on your other hole, you bolted up to his face in surprise, feeling his wet muscle on your back entrance.
“not now… but one day,” he smirked, as he dragged his tongue back up, sliding it into your entrance as your cunt sucked him in. he lapped your juices, humming and moaning as he tasted you, his nose brushing against your clit whenever he pushed his tongue deeper, your legs squeezed his head between them, the denial of your orgasm getting harder and harder every second.
he let go of your clit with a pop, and kissed down your legs, giving you soothing massages around your calves as you panted. you were gushing out your arousal non stop without reaching your high, jake knew he was going to make you squirt on his lap.
he held you up from your arms, making you sit on hid thighs as he brushed your sweat from your face with his hands. he rubbed the his tip along your folds as you rested your forehead on his shoulder, kissing his skin and moaning against it with anticipation. “please…” you cried out, before he made you sit on his dick, bottoming you out. you screamed, digging your nails on his shoulders as he grabbed your hips from both sides, pulling you up and down on his shaft in an unbelievable pace.
“j-j-ake, ahh!” your voice croaked in your throat as he pulled your cheeks apart with his hand to push deeper into you. you were bouncing uncontrollably on his cock, as he placed wet kisses all over your chest. “so good for me, angel, you are so fucking good.”
he was hitting your g-spot in a relentless pace, your ass was bouncing against his balls and your lips rubbed against each others as you went up and down on his lap, digging your nails on his shoulders, you kissed him and he kissed you back, humming into your mouth in pleasure. he let you control the pace as his hands gripped your legs, pulling you closer to his chest and kissing you deeper, so passionately and forceful, you melted into his touch. you kept your bouncing movements on his cock, whimpering into his mouth with every move.
“close?” he mumbled against your lips and you only nodded, feeling a big release mounting in your core, something you never felt before. “jake, i think i—
you couldn’t manage to finish your words when you lifted your hips abruptly off his dick, looking down on his lap and yours as clear juices spilled from your cunt, getting all over you.
he made you squirt all over him. he breathlessly looked at your face, as you also stared at his, keeping you ass up from his painfully erected dick, you didn’t think you were able to take him again, after what just happened.
he smirked, looking at the droplets of your cum running down his abs, “angel, you made a big mess this time.” he said, like he wasn’t expecting you to squirt all over him after all the foreplay and orgasm denials he put you through.
you slowly sat back on high thighs, your wetness still spilling down as your cunt made contact with his skin. “i- i am sorry, i-“
he stopped you from talking nonsense by pulling your lips to his, kissing you passionately, “that was the sexiest thing i’ve ever seen, so, don’t be sorry.” he mumbled against your lips before he sucked on your lower lip and left a bruise there.
you let out a breath, coming down your high, still sitting on the pool with him that you just made, you stared down and see even his chest had some of your juices. then you saw his dick hard and erected between your bodies. “let me take care of you now, jakey.” you smiled, taking his wet cock in your hand, and stroking him off as your eyes stared at each others.
jake didn’t know it was possible to feel this euphoric with a woman and you didn’t know the men from novels actually existed.
he spilled all over your hand and some on your tits as he cummed, you scooped it from your chest and put your fingers on your mouth, sucking them clean.
“fuck.” he grunted as he watched you, now fully spent and exhausted, he didn’t know what to do with you. with his little subby vixen who made him feel things he never felt, staring at his eyes innocently like she wasn’t the one taking his cock and squirting all over him.
“let’s clean up angel, we obviously can’t sleep like this.” he giggled, stroking your cheek in a loving way, “you’re feeling okay right? now drop this time?”
“no drop.” you assured him. “before we shower…” you wrapped your arms around his neck, “can i trust you jake? without knowing anything about you, can i still trust you?”
jake was glad you were willing to trust him because he really wanted to get more of you. he nodded and smiled at you. “you can trust me.” he kissed your temple, “just don’t ask me questions because i don’t have answers that will satisfy you.”
“okay.” you nodded your head, you knew he wasn’t dangerous and the secrets he kept was his business, you only cared about the connection you had.
he carried you to the shower, like the first time, this time he left you alone for you to clean up yourself as he tidied the room and get clean sheets from the room service. you were about to open the door to get out of the bathroom but you heard him talking on the phone. you promised yourself you weren’t going to dig for information in the shower but you couldn’t help and eavesdropped.
“how many times i told you, i don’t want it!” he yelled on the phone talking angrily with someone. you got angry too, whoever it is making your man go crazy after you made him so soft.
“no one will know. no one! you are already causing too much trouble on my life!” he hissed, lowering his voice incase you might hear.
“i don’t want this life you planned for me.” he said lastly, hanging up the phone to whoever talking’s face.
you counted to 10 before you unlocked the door and got in the room, only wrapped by the little towel that was in the shower. when he saw you, frustrated frown disappeared and a smile took over his face.
he was adorable.
“is my girl all clean?” he asked, hugging you by your waist and placing his other hand on your ass. you hummed, kissing his lips. “you are gonna sleep over here, right?” he tilted his head, you couldn’t believe you managed to slap his beautiful face earlier.
“wanna sleep next to you jakey.” you told him and he squeezed your ass before slapping it lightly. “cool, wasn’t my intention to let you go tonight, baby.” he rubbed your shoulders and went into the bathroom. you dried yourself and got under sheets naked, since you didn’t want to put on you work clothes are wet underwear.
you listened to the sound of his showering as you think about jake, you listed the things you know about him and the things you didn’t. it wasn’t you typical kind of relationship, knowing so little about them but still trusting them for some reason. at least you knew he was your colleague, the silent introverted boy you see everyday at work.
“i don’t want this life you planned for me!”
who was he talking to? why he had to be so mysterious to you, why he couldn’t open up and tell you who he was. you promised him you won’t be asking him any questions so you shushed your mouth. one night stands were something you did before and this was a different and more intimate kind of one night stand you were having.
a one night stand (two, actually) who you want to cuddle all night.
the door opened and jake got out, ruffling his hair with the towel, he opened the closet and it was full of his personal clothes. your eyebrows rose. “do you live in this suit?” you asked. he nodded without turning back to you, “yeah, couldn’t bother looking for a house.”
‘oh he’s filthy rich…’
“i understand.” you talked in small, laying back down on the bed, he turned his neck to check on you, seeing you still naked under the covers. he picked out a oversized t-shirt along with this sweatpants that he was going to wear to sleep.
he put his knee on the bed and crawled to you, took you few seconds that he was naked when he handed you the shirt. “wear this, it gets chilly at night.”
he slipped himself in some boxers and then his sweatpants as you tucked the material over your head and pulled it down your body. “thanks.” you mumbled to him and he only nodded, before he laid on his side, staring at your face. his thumb traced the bruise he left on your bottom lip. “does this hurt?” he asked, which made you smile softly. “no, it doesn’t.” you replied him.
“i am sorry, for not telling you that we worked together, i know i should have done it, but i—, since we never talked it felt weird so i, i just—“ you shushed him by pressing your lips against his. you knew one day you were going to get to know him. and you knew he had a good heart.
he kissed you back, pulling you to himself by your cheeks. it was soft and passionate and it felt great after all the hardcore sex you had. “it’s okay jakey, i forgive you.” you rubbed your nose against his, forgetting all your worries and pushing them to a side as you wrapped yourself around him like a koala. he felt so warm and smelled so clean, he made you feel so happy.
once you fell into sleep, he kept watching your sleeping face. he traced your cheekbones with his fingers softly.
“i wish i was the guy who was meant to love you the way you deserve, y/n…” he whispered, then tucking his face into the crook of your neck to doze off.
he should have stayed away from you the moment he saw you, but he failed to his feelings.
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to be continued
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aita for cheating on my ex boyfriend? (pls read before judging)
so I (16f) started dating this guy J (16m) in August before school started. we were going strong for a while until about three weeks ago (mid-october) when school and sports got stressful for the both of us and we starting arguing. i said we should take a break from talking so much because it was just causing more conflict and taking time away from our personal lives, and that the break should be until the end of october, so, last week, as that was when both of our sport’s seasons ended. however, J continued to text me 3-4 times a day which usually ended in an argument.
it all came to a head like 2 weeks ago when me and J were arguing over text about him skipping school because of being sick and still going to a social event that night. finally i just told him that if we can’t get along, we need to break up (as well as telling him how irresponsible it was).
me and J never had a GREAT relationship, we didn’t have very well matching personalities, we were just typical high school couple. one could even go so far as to say that we were bad for each other or that the relationship was definitly bound to end.
BUT HERES WHEN IT GETS BAD. J told me that I couldn’t break up with him because the break we’d decided to go on wasn’t over. i wasn’t trying to make it any worse so i didn’t push it and said, “fine, we can keep pretending we’re in a relationship, but as far as you and me know, we’re over.”
I thought telling him that we were basically broken up already was enough but apparently he retained hope. i know, i know, i should have just pushed to break up, but i didn’t. that’s just how it went.
later that day, i texted my closest friend at the time, A (16M) with a screenshot of J refusing to breakup basically asking him if this was as crazy as I felt it was (for my bf to refuse to break up). A said it was and said i have to break up with him and date someone sane, like himself.
i had never liked A before, and I didn’t even consider it in the moment. however, over the next week until the end of our break, i did continue texting A and he began flirting with me, while toning it down and telling me to stop flirting back because “i still had a bf”. A did know me and J were basically broken up, which i think caused some of the flirting. A admitted to having a crush on me and i told him i didn’t like him back, but i wouldn’t be opposed to having some sort of physical relationship after i completely broke it off with J.
I also may have flirted back with A before the break was over. However, this was MILD and nothing was physical at all, genuinely just talk.
me and J broke up last Tuesday and me and A still haven’t been doing much other than talking. Today, J told me he knew i had been cheating on him and that i was pathetic, etc, etc. I also think some of his thoughts might have been based on the fact that a mutual friend of ours has been spreading untrue rumors about me and A’s relationship.
i know i’m wrong to a degree here, but i also think me and J were pretty much done by the time me and A were flirting, and that J may be the AH for completely denying my breakup.
pls lmk what y’all think, i wanna have someone else’s opinion on this.
What are these acronyms?
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vettelinyourarea · 1 year
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angst, memories by conan gray for ollie pls!
memories - oliver bearman
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genre: angst
word count: 1,247
inspired by memories by conan gray
warning: english is not my first language
thank you so much anon for sending in the request! and this is my first ever request + angst, so, feel free to give me any feedback and hope you enjoy!
It’s been a couple months
That’s just about enough time
For me to stop crying when i look at all the pictures
It’s been two months since Ollie ended his relationship with you. The two years you spent with each other, it just end like that one night. “I want to focus on my formula 2 career,” he had said when he explained why he wanted to end things. 
It should have been easy for Ollie to move on from you right? Afterall, he’s the one who end things between the two of you. But, why is it taking everything in him to hold himself from calling you after every race? Just how it once was.
It’s late, I hear the door
Bell ringing and it’s pouring
I open that door, see your brown eyes at the entrance
You just wanna talk and
I can’t turn away a wet dog
You remember the first time you saw Ollie again after things ended between the two of you. It was a rainy night, you were sitting in your apartment, reading a book with music softly playing on the background. It was 1 am when suddenly your doorbell rings. Once, you ignore it, twice, you got confused, and thrice when you finally decide to check on it. 
It was Ollie who came to you. He was all wet from the rain and his brown eyes are red from crying it seems. It hurts you when you saw him like this, his curly hair all messed up adn wet, his smile you used to love all gone from his face. But you knew that he also hurt you. You remember how you cried for so many nights when it happened. You remember your friends trying to get you out of bed and entertain you because of him. But still, you can’t help but feel your heart ache when you saw him like that, standing at your doorway. 
“I need to talk to you,” he said after you asked him what he’s doing late at night coming to your apartment.
And who are you to turn him away?
But please don’t ruin this for me
Please don’t make it harder than it already is
I’m trying to get over this
That night, you talked like how you used to. He told you everything about formula 2, and you told him everything about your college life. He also told you how things are, how none of it was going as how he wanted. How he can’t concentrate without you, waiting for him in the garage, like how it used to be.
You wanted to hug him then and there, you want to kiss him and said that everything is going to be okay. But you knew that you should never do that. You knew that you can’t go back to him after everything that happened. “Please don’t say that,” you said instead. “You knew it won’t work out. You knew we, won’t work Ollie.” You said trying to hold back your tears.
That night, Ollie left your apartment, leaving with two broken hearts.
I wish you would stay in my memories
But you show up today, just to ruin things
I wanna put you in the past ‘cause I’m traumatized
Ollie knew deep down, that things won’t return as how it was before. He knew that he had ruin everything he used to have with you. But still, he can’t help it when he still remember your smile, when he still remember your laugh, how safe he feels whenever you hugged him. And tonight, he couldn’t hold himself from calling you. He missed you too much, he just want to hear your voice.
Ollie needs you in his life, you’re the one who keep him sane from all the crazy things happening in his world. You are the one who keep him safe from the outside world. But he ruined it, and he relized it when it was already far too late.
“I’m sorry, please give me another chance,” he said everytime he called you. He still called you after every race, and how thankful he is because you still pick up his call and comfort him after all he did to you. But tonight is different, and he could sense it the second you pick up his call.
“Please stop Ollie,” you said. And Ollie knew what you meant. He knew that this moment will come and he dreads it, he wants to stop the time and prevent this moment from coming. “Please stop calling me. Please stop ruining things for me.” You said before ending the call.
And it was the last time you picked up his call.
I promise that the ending always stay the same
So there’s no good reasoning in make believing that we could ever exist again
Maybe you’re way too harsh and cruel to Ollie. And it’s taking everything in not to call him and take back what you said. It took everything in you not to pick up his call. After what you said that night, he still tries to call you after every race, leaving voicemails for you because you wouldn’t pick up. 
You couldn’t count how many times you fell asleep while his voicemail was playing on your phone. Even after all the heartbreaks he gave you, he still managed to give you a little bit of comfort you knew all too well. 
But you knew you will never getting back to him. You knew that nothing can ever happen again between you and Ollie, no matter how much you want to. You knew that there is not good in believing you two could ever exist again.
I can’t be your friend, can’t be your lover
Can’t be the reason we hold back each other from falling in love
With somebody other than me
Six months. It has been six months since things ended between Ollie and you. Another six months was the time it took you to finally open up your heart again. Another six months was the time it took Ollie to finally see you again in person. It was right before a race when he saw you in the paddock, talking with another guy. 
It was right after the race when he found out that you have found someone else. “What are you doing here?” he asked you when you came to him. He had DNF in the race, and all he wanted right now was to hug you and ask you to comfort him, to tell him that everything is fine and you will always be there right next to him.
But instead, what he got was a broken heart. “I came with my boyfriend, he’s a huge formula 1 fan,” you said while looking back at the guy you had talked before with a huge smile on your face. 
How his world crumbled when he heard you, when he saw you smiled so brightly at a guy that was not him. He never seen you looked so happy before. 
How he wants to scream at anyone, at you, at your boyfriend, when he realized that there’s no chance left for him in getting you back into his life.
“Congrats.” He said with a bitter smile, before he turned away from you and walked away from you. That moment, he walked away from you and your life. Because it would be the last time he talked to you.
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back2bluesidex · 1 year
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Welcome To My Favorite Place ✨
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Hello, this is Nika. Welcome to my masterlist.
Here you will find the byproducts of my sleepless nights and wild imaginations.
Most of my stories are for mature audience. Hence, if you are a minor, you need to stay away from my blog. Some stories may have triggering concepts, please proceed upon reading the warnings carefully.
Hope you have a good reading. 💕
Themes:
Angst - 💔, Fluff - 💖, Smut - 💋
KNJ
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Series/Drabble-series/Twoshots
None yet.
Oneshots
Next level, space level 💋💔
Summary: How can Namjoon deny you when you are ready to give yourself to him?
2. Forbidden 💋
Summary: You know it's forbidden but you don't care, not when your professor is more than ready to ruin you.
3. Bus Ride 💋💖
Summary: Namjoon has a massive crush on his coworker and it takes all his self control to survive a bus-ride with her.
Drabbles
Idol!Namjoon X Author!Reader (Meet cute)
Lover - (Fluff)
Enchanted - (Angst with happy ending)
KSJ
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Series/Drabble-series/Twoshots
Taste of a Poison [Twoshot] 💔💋
Summary: Relationship with Seokjin is as toxic as it is addictive.
Part 1 , Part 2
Oneshots
Wanna be yours 💖💋
Summary: A peaceful, dreamless sleep is all you wanted after a long and boring office party but life has different plans and that plan includes the CEO of your company.
2. 20 Years Late 💔💖
Summary: Seokjin could count on his fingers the things that haven't changed within these 20 years of his life, and one of those is you..
Drabbles
By the Sea - (fluff)
You Belong with Me - (Fluff)
Broken Heart Over Whiskey Glass - (Angst)
MYG
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Series/Drabble-series/Twoshots
None yet.
Oneshots
Call Me Oppa 💋💖
Summary: Yoongi has a weird kink... Maybe you'll find it out soon enough.
2. Haegeum 💋
Summary: Banning Yoongi from your bar has its own consequences.
3. Spotlight 💔💖
Summary: No matter how much you run away from Yoongi, Yoongi always comes right back to you.
4. Give Me A Taste 💋
Summary: Yoongi is down bad for you, he has been missing your taste crazily. Thanks to unexpected turns of events and a cancelled show, he can finally satiate his hunger for you.
5. One of the Girls 💋
Summary: Min Yoongi has been threatening your father. But that's not the problem. The problem is that you wanna get fucked by him.
Drabbles
Best friend!Yoongi X Fem!Reader (Angst)
Delicate - (Implied SMUT, Fluff)
Great War - (Angst)
Girl Crush - (Angst)
JHS
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Series/Drabble-series/Twoshots
I Fell First but He Fell Harder [Series](Completed) 💔💖💋
Summary: You have been with Him since the beginning. To you he was the only person that existed in the world, in your world. But to him, you are another pair of hands that clapped after each of his performance. Will it change when you secure a job in his dancing academy?
2. Broken Glock [Series] (Completed) 💔💖💋
Summary: Hoseok is cold hearted, that's what everyone says. He is made of stone, no emotion runs through his veins, everyone believes it. Everyone but you. Because you have seen concern in his eyes and felt warmth in his touches. You have seen the real him, someone he doesn't acknowledge to be. And that's what has made you fall for him even though you believe you are nothing but a paid employee to him. But the reality is different. You're the only one that makes Hoseok a sane human being, he loves you with all of his heart, so much so that now he has started pushing you away from him to keep you protected from any harm. But will you two survive without each other? What if you can't? And what if you won't?
Oneshots
1. Attention 💋
Summary: A very jealous Hoseok fucks you into oblivion.
2. Fleeting [Birthday special] 💔💋
Summary: It's his birthday and you got a surprise for him but maybe not of the good kind.
3. Let's get engaged [Enlistment Special] 💖
Summary: Hoseok is enlisting but he has some pending works to complete beforehand.
4. Not Jealous 💋
Summary: You know Hoseok is sulking and you know how to cheer him up.
5. Cold war 💔💋
Summary: In which Hoseok fucks you for all the time he has lost due to his own mistakes.
6. Soju Bomb 💋
Summary: Hoseok doesn't like soju usually, but he discovers he likes the taste when the drink is spilled on your body.
7. Fool's Gold 💔
Summary: Falling for Jung Hoseok is... Fool's Gold.
8. Not a Dream 💔💖 (Please don't read it. It's my very first fic and it's very cringe! I, myself, don't like it.)
Summary: She thinks she is not good enough for him. She thinks she has nothing to offer. But she doesn't know she is all he wants. But why?
9. Your Lips, My Lips - Apocalypse 💔💋
Summary: You are lonelier than anyone he has ever witnessed. Your loneliness comes with an intensity that matches his, maybe that’s why he is so attracted to you? Maybe that’s why he wants to give you his final moments of existence?
Drabbles
Teardrops - (Angst with an open ending)
Afterglow - (Angst with happy ending) [A Girl Crush followup drabble]
PJM
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Lightning [Mini-Series] 💋💖
Summary: You don't understand why you find Park Jimin everywhere you go. Also, why his eyes stay only on you.
1.1 Like Crazy - A lightning sequel 💋💖
Summary: Jimin wants to make you his and he will get in done tonight.
2. Oh So Reluctant [Twoshot] 💔💋💖
Summary: For the past eleven months that you have been married to Park Jimin, he has not looked at you the way he has been doing today. And there is sinister in his eyes.
Part 1, Part 2
Oneshots
1. 25 and Virgin 💋
Summary: You are 25 and virgin but maybe your crush slash senior Park Jimin can change that tonight.
Drabbles
Wildest Dreams - (Angst)
Cruel Summer - (Fluff)
KTH
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None Yet
Oneshots
Baggage 💔
Summary: After six months of parting your ways from each other, Taehyung receives your handwritten letter. An unexpected one.
2. Like a Brother 💋
Summary: Taehyung has always been someone out of your league. Honestly, he isn't even your type. But that doesn't mean you haven't felt weak at times.
Drabbles
Rainy Day [A Baggage Drabble] 💔
Snow on the Beach - (Fluff)
JJK
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Trouble [Twoshot] 💋
Summary: It's not that you don't like your hot rommmate, you just choose to stay away.
1.1. Trouble 2 💋
Summary: It's not that you don't like your hot rommmate, you just choose to stay away.
Oneshots
1. Desire 💋
Summary: Jungkook hates you, you hate Jungkook but sometimes desire is more important than hatred.
2. Monitoring Duty 💖
Summary: You are tasked with monitoring Jungkook's weverse live tonight, which starts with you trying to shove ramyeon down your throat and ends with Jungkook confessing that he likes you too.
3. Seven Days a Week 💋
Summary: Jungkook promised himself that he will be fucking you right seven days a week.
4. Bad Idea 💋
Summary: Accepting Jungkook's invitation to watch him train topless was such a bad idea.
5. In Motion 💋
Summary: You are finally letting Jungkook set everything in motion. And he is more than happy to show you what he has to offer.
6. Standing Next to You 💋💔💖
Summary: Your and Jungkook's relationship is all about dark rooms, shadows, rendezvous and secrecy. It pains you to even think that you can't claim him as yours in front of the world. But Jungkook is always there to set your fears free because he loves you even more than you love him.
7. Closer To You 💔💋
Drabbles
Summary: You know that you and Jeongguk are completely different individuals from every possible aspect, and there is no future of this relationship but you can’t push him away, not when he only wants to come closer to you.
8. Darling, can I be your favorite? 💋
Summary: Your close friend bagged a hot boyfriend. And that said boyfriend is more interested in you than her.
Idol!Jungkook X Reader (Establish relationship, fluff)
The Way I Loved You - (Angst with happy ending)
Gorgeous - (SMUT)
Tolerate it - (Angst)
Return the Favor - (SMUT)
OT7/Multiple Members
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Where Do Broken Hearts Go? - ft. JJK & JHS 💔💋💖 [Series] (Ongoing)
Summary: Jungkook stripped your emotions naked, left you bare in the chilly wind of despair and self-doubt with an unending heartache. You tried your hardest to move on from him, to live for yourself but failed miserably. Each night you had to come back to your empty home where memories and broken dreams were scattered all around the floor, until one day a little angel and her unbelievably beautiful father came into your life. Finally, when you find yourself healing, maybe falling too, Jungkook had to show up! Again!
Oneshots
1. Best Fucking Friends - JHS & PJM 💋
Summary: Guess, your dumbass ex-boyfriend did the right thing for once by dumping you. Your best friends are more than happy to fuck you into oblivion.
2. The More, The Merrier- KTH & JJK 💋
Summary: Taehyung should definitely feel angry or at least disappointed seeing you already trying to sleep with someone else, that too, his best friend. However, what he feels is insanely turned on.
Drabbles
Happily Ever After - KNJ & JHS (Angst)
*Disclaimer: All the pictures are taken from internet and pinterest (ktvjeon). I don't own the edits.
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not-goldy · 5 months
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Not your followers thinking Jimin doesn't need to be big star also. Are they even sane ??? EACH AND EVERY MEMBER IN BTS IS AMBITIOUS AF, ESPECIALLY JM. But unlike JK, JM is not airhead to keep on saying he want to be next big thing, want to be seen as this het fuckboy who only sings about sex to be seen as mature, want to be one and only kpop star to do so bla bla bla all while not lifting a pen to write songs, won't have streams and sales without a 938397328 versions and all that mediaplay from company. Or atleast the bare minimum hold a mic properly and talk/sing without fidgeting and embarrassing yourself. How you gonna dominate western market without even communication skills lmao.. those times when he used to stand in shade of RM is gone lol. Jk's big project DREAMERS debuted under bubbling 100 while JM gave that YG company their 1st hot 100 entry by a collab. So saying JK is this and that while we are not seeing results organically is dumb af. Golden maknae because he sing and dance some white man's songs which company already bought success for ? Oh there's 100 other artists who sings and dance way better than him. He can't hold 5 mins on stage if he's doing a dance battle with Jimin lol.
What company doing to members IS INJUSTICE AF.. especially Jimin who fucking proved he can also be the 'next big thing'. But they conveniently sweep him under rug so his shine won't affect their industry plant launch. Or why can't they support him too ???? Is it that difficult ? JK didn't do a shit and got everything. I BET HE WONT DEBUT NO.1 FOR SEVEN NOR GET ALL THOSE RECORDS IF IT WAS NOT THE PUSH FROM SCOOTS. BE FR. Go and check his BB points to see how payola impacted his chart. It would've been a -48 like 3D on second week too. While what we asked for Jimin was the deserved support in 2nd week for a song which fucking went no.1 with fans support and artist impact alone. It's NOT secretly wishing JK's treatment for JM, but asking what he fucking deserves. Literally any company will give the extra promos for his in 2nd week but not hybe who's on a mission to sell themselves to somehow establish JK in west 😬
And don't say JM will chose me over JK. Did I said I want JM to chose me ????? THIS IS HIS CAREER HE WORKED HARD FOR NOT A FUCKASS RELATIONSHIP. Even if you look at their relationship also, it's the same lol. JM keep on giving and giving him his everything while JK sit back and enjoy Jimin while not even bothering to post a simple bday wish or go and meet him even after him begging a 100 times.
YOU CANT CALL OTHERS JK ANTIS BECAUSE THEY SEE TRUTH AND SAY IT OUT LOUD. Ask him to play fairly like a man 1st, then we will see who's the real winner here ?
DAMN IF PSYCHO WAS A PERSON
IF HE'S WINNING DOES IT MATTER HOW HE'S WINNING???? DO YOU UNDERSTAND HOW THINGS WORK IN THIS WORLD OR ARE YOU ONE OF THE DELULUS WHO THINK HARD WORK IS EVERYTHING?
You are crazy if you think money, connections, power, politics, privilege and luck play zero role in making a star. Please find other 2 yr olds and hug them, don't bring this shit to the adult table its embarrassing.
I'm embarrassed for you.
Scoot---- okay, MA'AM A PUSH IS A PUSH WHETHER IT'S FROM SCOOBY-DOO OR THE DEVIL
TAKE YOUR WEIRD MORAL COMPASS AND CHICKEN CHANGE ETHICS TO SOMEONE WHO ACTUALLY GIVES A FUCK
READ MY LIPS
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Go weep somewhere else.
You gonna come on the internet and bitch complain bout how the entertainment industry is not fair WELL BOO HOO CRY ME A RIVER YOU LOSER.
And make sure you come with a costume next time so we know the circus from whence you came Missy Clowniot.
You give PJMs a bad name you ASS HAT
You sound like those whiny kpop losers who complain BTS has privilege and connections and power and their lame loser favs don't- as if power and connections are things you throw on people's laps.
If Hard work is all it takes BTS WOULD HAVE SEVERAL GRAMMYS YOU DUMBASS.
And the fact you out here farting yourself in the name of Park Jimin irks me so much. Here's the truth you want so bad, YOU SUCK. And you making Jimin out to be pathetic too damn.
Now I know it's not Park Jimin you out here acting like he's inferior and a victim and a loser who needs the bar to be lowered and for people to choose him love him play fair and nice before he can win. Child THE AUDACITY.
YOU DON'T THINK DO YOU??
I know he's not the one you fucking dragging through the mud indirectly with these brain dead waste of breathe rants.
PLEASE STOP JIMIN DON'T NEED A FAN LIKE YOU.
YOU ARE EMBARRASSING HIM.
The nerve and audacity for you to even compare him to- WELL ANY ONE I'M ABOUT TO PUT HANDS ON YOU FOR THAT.
I WILL SMACK THE SHIT OUT OF YOU FOR THIS FOR REAL.
It's the lack of intelligence and you not taking a hint and you not knowing when to stop- FUCK IT LET'S GET NASTY THEN.
THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN YOU AND I IS I CAN'T PUT ANY ONE ON A PEDESTAL ABOVE PARK JIMIN ENOUGH TO VICTIMIZE HIM THE WAY YOU DO.
HE'S IN A LEAGUE OF HIS OWN PLEASE LEAVE HIM ALONE HE IS NOT COMPETING WITH NO FUCKING ONE
HAVE SOME FUCKING CLASS AND TACT
OR GO OVER THERE WHERE THE OTHER PJMs OF YOUR CALIBRE ARE
IF JIMIN SEES THIS HE WILL THROW UP AND I'M GONNA WIPE HIS VOMIT WITH YOUR FACE YOU RAGGEDY ASS
NEVER EVER EVOOOOORRR COMPARE PARK BIG DADDY JIMIN TO ANY ONE LET ALONE HIS SWEET HEART
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NO ONE IS ON HIS LEVEL AND NO ONE WILL EVER BE.
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ALSO JIKOOK ARE A FUCKING POWER COUPLE THE FUCK!
IF JUNGKOOK'S POWER MAKES YOU UNCOMFORTABLE
GO SIT OVER THERE
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ourtearsofrain · 6 months
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Ride a Cowboy- Save a Horse pt. 2 (D.R.W/S.F.K)
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Summary: Danny and Sam tell Jake and Josh they’re dating. Their reactions? That they need to see the line dancing bar where they finally confessed to each other. Lucky for them, there’s a partners night coming up where the newbies dance with local drag queens. What neither expected was to leave the bar with a man on each of their arms.
Pairings: Danny Wagner x Sam Kiszka, Josh Kiszka x male OC, Jake Kiszka x male OC
Genre: fluff (aftercare and everyone being cute and in love), angst and a little bit of hurt/comfort, smut (minors DNI)
Word Count: 15.5 k
Warnings: they’re all gay and have stupid little gay crushes on oc’s but are all too shy to act on their crushes for a fat minute, Dallas is back, smut, anal sex (fingering and penetration), Sam’s not a bottom this time????
A/N: I would like to thank my friends that read pt. 1 and kept (lovingly) pushing me to write a pt. 2, couldn’t have done it without your input. Also, if you’re new here, this is the second part to a series, so I recommend reading Save a Horse first if you haven’t already as topics, people, and events from that fic are mentioned here and slightly crucial to parts of the plot. Thank you for reading!
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“What if they have a problem with it? With us? What if telling them ruins our relationships with them?” Sam says anxiously, pacing across his kitchen as Danny watches him, perched at the edge of his bar stool.
“Love, Josh is queer, it would be extremely hypocritical if he had an issue with it. And you know how Jake reacted when Josh came out, he’ll be fine too.” Danny calmly explains, “They’re your brothers, I’m certain you’ll get nothing but support from them.”
Sam ceases his movements, fully turning towards Danny before he counters, “Yeah I know, that’s not the problem. The problem is that I know they see you as a brother, they have for as long as you’ve known them. I just don’t want them to, I don’t know, feel weird about us being together because of that. I don’t want it to affect how we are, as a group.” He lets out a defeated sigh and runs a hand roughly through his hair, already laying haphazardly and tangled from the anxieties plaguing his mind.
“You three are my best friends, and if I ruin that, I-“ he pauses, tears brimming in his eyes, “-I don’t know how I would be able to live with myself.”
Danny gets off his chair, moving around the counter and quickly closing the space between them. He cups Sams face in his hands tenderly, looking down at the other boy.
“Sammy baby, please. It’s gonna be ok. I promise. And even if it does change anything between all of us, which it won’t, it wouldn’t be your fault love.” He wipes a stray tear away with his thumb and presses a light kiss to Sam’s forehead. “Everything is going to be alright, ok?”
“Yeah… ok. Everything’s gonna be alright.” Danny smiles and Sam manages to offer a weak one back, thoughts still running wild in his mind.
“That’s my boy. We got this.” He brings his hands down to Sams biceps, offering a gentle squeeze. “You got this.”
Sam smiles fully at this, appreciative of his boyfriends’ calm words of reassurance. He pulls him into a tight hug, grateful for the claw clip keeping his mane of hair up and out of the way, allowing him to nestle his face against the soft, warm skin of his neck.
“Have I ever told you how much I love you?” He mumbles.
Danny laughs lightly, knowing Sam had told him he loved him every day since after the night they got together. He runs his hands up and down Sams back in soothing motions. “Yeah, couple times.”
Sam pulls away to look up at the other boy, still close enough to stay in his warm embrace. “Well I think I’ll say it a few more times anyway. I love you, Danny. Thanks for keeping me sane.”
“Of course, Sammy.” He briefly kisses the other boy, before pulling away to check the notifications he just realized were blowing up his phone where it sat forgotten on the counter.
“Hey when did you say they were getting here again? Oh- never mind.” He begins to clear the texts from both Jake and Josh as he continues, “They texted me. So, so many times. Most of them are ‘Hey’ or ‘You dumbasses really need to check your phones’. Looks like they tried calling you,” he raises his eyebrows as he scrolls through the seemingly endless string of messages, “A lot apparently. They’re on their way. At least they were about five minutes ago, so they should be here soon.”
“Shit, my phone is in my room, I completely forgot about it. I told them to be here at 4:30 and, knowing they’re always late, I said to get here at 4:30 or I’d leave them locked outside.”
Danny checks the time, “Well, it’s now five soooo…”
“Guess they’re staying outside then.”
“As funny as that would be, we do really need to talk to them, love.”
Sam fakes an annoyed sigh, rolling his eyes as he shuffles over to Danny, stopping beside him and leaning his forehead against his shoulder. “God it’s so annoying when you’re right.”
As if summoned, the sound of two fists banging violently against the front door startles them.
Josh’s voice can be heard clearly through the door, loud enough to piss off the neighbors. “HEY FUCKERS YOU BETTER LET US IN.”
Jake’s shout comes next, “I KNOW WE’RE LATE BUT I SWEAR TO GOD SAM IF YOU DON’T OPEN THIS DOOR, I’M GONNA TELL MOM ABOUT THE TIME YOU GOT ARRESTED WHEN YOU WERE 18 FOR GETTING PULLED OVER AND HAVING A HALF EMPTY BOTTLE OF FUCKING FIREBALL ON YOUR PASSENGER SEAT!”
“Jesus fucking christ, ok ok. I’M COMING, NOW SHUT THE FUCK UP!” Sam yells as he makes his way to the door, unlocking it when he gets there.
The twins saunter in as Sam holds the door open for them, both already starting to speak at the same time.
“That’s what Daniel’s mother said to me last night, what a lovely woman she is-” Jake starts in a gravelly British accent.
“Why thank you Samuel, wow even holding the door open for us like a true gentleman.” Josh jokes, fluttering his eyelashes at Sam and placing a hand over his heart.
“Both of you, shut the fuck up. You guys are lucky I even let you in, Danny convinced me to.”
“Awwww thanks Danny, I knew you loved us more than Sam does.” Josh says to Danny, still standing by the counter in Sams kitchen.
The twins make their way past him and into Sams living room, unceremoniously throwing themselves down onto the couches and making themselves comfortable as Sam and Danny stand together in mildly tense silence. While the twins are distracted, Danny grabs Sams hand and gives it a light squeeze, giving him a small smile of encouragement before the pair make their way towards the others.
“Hey when is food getting here? What did you order? And what movie are we watching?” Jake says the second he spots Sam and Danny.
Sam wipes his palms on his pants, taking a seat on the unoccupied couch next to the one the twins were taking up all the space on. Danny sits next to him, close enough for suspicion to begin to arise in the twins.
“Uh, we actually wanted to talk. Before getting food or deciding on a movie. I mean we’re still doing that but that was kind of an excuse to get you here.” Sam rambles, causing Jake and Josh to sit up straight in their seats and give him their full attention.
“Talk about what? Is everything ok, Sam?” Josh asks, concern painted across his face at his younger brother’s demeanor.
Sam takes in a shaky breath, looking at Danny before he continues in a rush, “Well, ok, so, uh, there’s really only one way to say this but, Danny and I are dating. We’ve, I’ve waited so long to tell you guys because I was worried it would negatively affect the group dynamic, I didn’t want it to get weird between all of us because of it and I know you guys see him as a brother so I didn’t know if that would be weird for you guys that we were dating. But anyways, yeah that’s kind of all I wanted to say so, uh… now you know.”
A moment of silence passes over the group before Josh breaks it. “Fucking finally, I’ve been waiting for you guys to get together since you guys were Juniors in High School. Jake, you owe me $20, cough it up I know you have the money on you.”
Sam snaps to full attention, looking between the pair as Jake begins to pull his wallet out defeatedly. “You fucking bet on us??” Sam half-yells.
Jake hands Josh a $20 bill, which he snatches from his hand with a grin. “Thank you.” He gestures to Sam and Danny. “And thanks to you too, I was rooting for you. And yeah, we made a bet years ago. Jake thought you guys would never confess. Actually, he thought there was nothing between you two.”
“Shut up, Josh.” Jake retorts, rolling his eyes.
“Anyways, bet aside, we’re happy for you guys. Thank you for telling us. And don’t worry, I promise nothing will change between all of us. Like I said, I’ve been waiting for this for years. We love you guys.”
“We’re proud of you for telling us, Sam. I’m sorry if any worries about how we might react prevented you from telling us sooner.” Jake pauses, “Not to ruin this beautiful tender moment, but I have to ask, how long have you guys been together?”
Danny looks at Sam, giving him a questioning look before answering. “Uh about three months I think? That sounds about right?”
The twins’ eyebrows shoot up. “Three fucking months?? How the hell did you guys act so normal around us? I don’t know about Jake, but I had no new suspicions.”
“Yeah I didn’t think anything was different. You guys did a great job at hiding it. I mean, not that you guys should have felt the need, but.” Jake says.
“Remember that night I went out with Danny and refused to tell you guys where I was going?” Sam asks.
Both boys nod in unison, waiting for him to continue.
“Well, don’t laugh, but I went to a line dancing bar with Danny. And it turned out to be a gay bar. Whole lot of shit happened with this one douchbag, which we don’t need to get in to, and that all led to Danny and I finally confessing.” Sam finishes.
Theres a pause before both boys break out into laughter, Josh hiding it better than Jake. He clears his throat, attempting to speak through his broken chuckles, “Ok, you guys have to take us there some time. I need to see this place.”
“I mean, we can arrange that.” Danny starts. “My friend who told me about the place, I think you guys have met him before? His name is Austin. Anyways, he told me there’s a partner dance night coming up where the local Drag Queens offer to partner with the newer people to teach them how to line dance. The three of us were already planning on going, you guys are invited if you want to go with us.”
Josh snaps to attention, a blush spreading across his cheeks. “Wait, Austin? He’s going?”
“Uh yeah, why?” Danny asks, brows furrowed.
“Oh, just because Josh has a massive fucking crush on him.” Jake teases.
“I DON’T, JAKE.”
“Oh yeah, right. Not like you’ve been debating on asking Danny for his number since the day you met him.”
“Jake I swear to god-“
Sam cuts him off, “Awwww that’s so cute. Josh, I bet you could ask him to show you the moves, instead of partnering up with a Drag Queen.”
Josh’s face turns an even darker shade of pink. “Shut up, all of you.”
Danny comes to his aid, “C’mon guys leave him alone. So, are you guys coming or not?”
“I’m down if Josh is. I plan on getting drunk though, so one of you is going to be the designated driver.”
All eyes turn to Josh, hands on his cheeks to hide his vivid blush. “Yeah, ok whatever, I’m down. As long as no one gives me shit about Austin.”
“Great! I’ll let him know we have two more people coming!” Danny says with a smile.
Josh gets up, talking as he makes his way across the living room. “Well since you guys haven’t ordered food, I’m going to go raid Sam’s pantry.” He stops behind the couch Sam and Danny are seated on and bends down to give Danny a hug from behind. “Hey, I’m proud of you guys. Again, I love you two.” He straightens and reaches over to ruffle Sam’s hair. “Maybe Danny a little more than you, Sam, but.”
“Hey! Knock it off! And why is Danny the favorite now?” Sam snaps.
Josh calls over his shoulder, already walking away in the direction of the kitchen, “Because he’s the only one that didn’t give me shit about Austin.”
Jake chuckles, “It’s just too easy to fluster him about that, he’s so in loooooove.” he finishes in a sing-songy voice.
“I FUCKING HEARD THAT, JAKE!”
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Five days later, Danny and Sam find themselves pulling into the driveway of the twins’ house, ready to return to Bradley’s Honky Tonk once more. Danny fiddles with the top buttons of his dark brown suede shirt, undoing a couple before his hands begin to fidget with the bottom of the shirt tucked into his black jeans. Deciding it would look better untucked, he pulls the fabric out and moves on to fuss over how each necklace and bracelet was laying on him.
“I still can’t believe you decided to wear my cowboy boots.” Danny sighs, checking the time on his phone as he speaks. As usual, they were late and knowing the twins, Danny guessed they would be sitting in the driveway for at least 15 minutes as they finished getting ready at the very last minute.
“Hey, can’t have me tripping all over the place like last time. I’m practically a pro now, gotta dress and act like it.”
Danny shoots a glance towards Sam casually draped across the passenger seat of Danny’s car. His gaze goes from his cowboy boots, up his long legs clad in tight blue jeans, to his teal flannel tucked into the waistband of his pants with all but the bottom two buttons undone in true Sammy fashion, and finally lands on the tigers eye pendant resting at the base of his throat.
Danny cocks an eyebrow at the other man, “Oh, so you’re a pro now?”
“Yessir I am.” Sam smiles and begins reaching back to retrieve something from behind Danny’s seat. “And the boots aren’t the only thing I stole from your closet.”
Sam straightens, and in his hand is Danny’s black cowboy hat. Danny watches as he places it on his head, his long, wavy hair down, cascading down his shoulders from under Danny’s hat.
“Don’t think I forgot about that little comment you made about you doing the riding the next time we went back to Bradley’s.” Sam grins widely at Danny, shooting him a wink before both back doors of the car suddenly swing open.
The twins fling the doors open and practically throw themselves into the back seat, their trip from the front door to the car having gone unnoticed by both Sam and Danny, too distracted by their conversation to notice the other boys. Jake puts his seat belt on and settles into the seat behind Danny, with Josh doing the same behind Sam.
“Yes, I know we’re late. If you want someone to blame, blame Josh. He changed like five times I swear to god.”
Josh lets out a frustrated huff, rolling his eyes at his twin. “Shut up Jake I did not.”
“No? Oh ok, let’s see then,” he begins counting the different outfits Josh went through on his fingers as he explains, “There was the short sleeve brown striped jumpsuit, then the black muscle tee and your khaki pants, then there was the long sleeve white shirt with those pants, after that there was the long sleeve button up with leaves on it and your khaki shorts, only for you to finally decide on a short sleeve white shirt, your khaki shorts, and a brown bandana around your neck. So yeah, five different outfits.”
Jake continues despite Josh’s obvious annoyance with his brother’s rant. “Wanna know how many times I changed? None. I put this on, and I didn’t change it.”
Sam exaggerates looking Jake up and down, from the brown suede Chelsea boots he almost never took off, up to his hard-loved ripped jeans, and finally landing on the light blue button up he wore, all buttons undone except for the bottom two, just like Sam. “Maybe you should have.” Sam teases.
“Shut the fuck up dipshit. I’m not taking any outfit advice from someone wearing a cowboy hat.”
“Alright children, settle down.” Danny says as he backs out of the driveway. “Austin said his brother has his car, so we’re gonna pick him up before we head to the bar.”
Josh’s face pinkens at the mention of his name and immediately pretends not to care, turning his face towards the window to prevent the others from seeing the violent blush spreading across his cheeks.
As if practiced, Jake and Sam set in on teasing Josh, speaking at the same time, “OOOOOO Austinnnnn.”
“C’mon leave him alone guys.” Danny starts, stealing a glance back at Josh through the rear-view mirror. “I will warn you though, Josh, Sam refuses to give up his spot as passenger princess so he’ll have to sit in the back with you guys.”
Josh looks down at his lap, still attempting to pretend he was indifferent about Austin’s presence. “That’s fine, why would I care.”
Sensing his genuine shift in attitude, Sam and Jake quickly reassure their older brother.
“Hey, we’re just joking around. Promise we won’t say anything in front of Austin.” Sam starts.
Jake continues with the same sentiment, “Yeah, promise. We’re sorry if we went too far.”
Josh looks up and glances between his brothers, offering them a small smile. “It’s alright, you didn’t. Sorry if I’m sensitive about this, God it’s so stupid.” He laughs dryly, bringing his hands up to his face before continuing, “I haven’t had a dumb crush like this since like high school, I don’t know what’s wrong with me.”
“There’s nothing wrong with you, Josh.” He drops his hands and makes eye contact with Danny through the rear-view mirror before Danny continues, “Do you know how many times I got so embarrassingly easily flustered or nervous around Sammy before we got together? It’s normal, don’t worry.”
Josh smiles at his brother, “Thanks Danny.”
Danny returns the smile before shifting his focus to the numbers on each apartment building they passed. “Anytime, Josh. Uh speaking of, I’m pretty sure this is where he lives so one of you is gonna need to scoot to the middle.” He puts his car into park and reaches for his phone, sending a quick text to Austin letting him know they were there.
“I’m not moving my ass out of this seat.” Jake says pointedly.
Josh groans, letting his annoyance be known to his brothers as he unbuckles and shifts to the middle seat. “You are fucking insufferable.”
“You know it.” Jake responds cooly, casually putting his sunglasses on and leaning into the corner before manspreading, causing Josh’s body to be pushed into the space Austin would soon occupy.
“Seriously?? You’re fucking doing this on purpose. Move over.” He argues, beginning to shove at Jake and reclaim some of his lost space.
“No actually, my knee isn’t feeling too good right now, must have smacked it on something. Anyways, it’s uncomfortable bent so,” he spreads his knees wider, straightening his right leg out and further encroaching on Josh’s space. “I need to straighten it out.”
Josh knows that he’s lying but still gives up trying to fight Jake, looking at his twin defeatedly. “I wish I had eaten you in the womb.”
Sam snorts from the passenger seat as Jake responds sweetly, “Mmmmm you know you love me.”.
The car goes silent as a man approaches the car; he notices Danny and smiles at him warmly, dimples creasing his cheeks as he makes his way towards the passenger side of the car.
He opens the rear door and pauses, slightly confused at the palpable silence that had come between the boys. Danny is the first to break this silence, attempting to make casual conversation to ease the tension. “Hey Austin! How ya doin?”
Austin gets in the car and tries to put his seatbelt on, the latch blocked by Josh as Jake silently shoves his brother closer and closer to Austin. Having given up on trying to push Jake back, Josh grabs the back of each front seat, and pulls himself up long enough for Austin to buckle his seatbelt.
“Sorry, my brother is being a dick and taking up a shit ton of space next to me.” Josh says timidly, too nervous to look him in the eye.
“I told you, bad knee right now Joshy.” He responds, prodding Josh in his ribs for good measure.
“Don’t worry about it, darlin’. And I’m good Danny, thanks for askin’.” The surprise as the casual pet name causes Josh to meet his eyes, hazel and bright. He smiles wide and Josh returns it, despite the action sending a swarm of butterflies straight to Josh’s stomach. Austins cool leather jacket presses against Josh’s bare arm, and the rough denim of Austins black jeans rub against Josh’s thigh with each slight movement of either boy. With Jake subtly shoving Josh towards Austin, the points of contact between them causes a warm blush to settle on Josh’s cheeks.
Danny interrupts their moment, “Anyways, guys this is Austin. Austin, you obviously know Sam.” Danny gestures to his boyfriend in the passenger seat, who raises his hand in a brief wave and answers with a quiet “Hey” in recognition. “Behind me is Jake and next to him is Josh, I think you’ve met him a few times?”
Austin turns slightly in his seat to look at Josh as Danny shifts the car into drive and makes his way towards Bradley’s. “Yeah, I’m pretty sure we have! I remember that I really liked the hoop you have in your conch ear piercin’! I meant to tell you but didn’t get the chance the last time we were around each other.”
Josh’s face lights up at Austin’s compliment, and at the fact he even remembered him in the first place. “Thanks! I really like your septum piercing!”
“Thank you, darlin’.” The two gaze at each other, smiling for a couple seconds before a look passes onto Austins face as if he remembered something unpleasant. His attention turns towards Danny once again. “Oh uh, Dan, I just remembered. My asshole brother has my truck because he totaled his about three months ago, we got in a fight today because he’s a dick, and I finally snapped and told him he wasn’t allowed to use it anymore. Which worked out perfectly because the repair shop is right down the street from Bradley’s, and he said the work on his truck just got finished. He’s droppin’ it by the bar tonight, so I won’t need a ride home.”
Keeping his eyes on the road, Danny responds, “Sounds good, thanks for the heads up. Sorry you had a fight with your brother, I know you don’t mention him much but from what I’ve heard, he sounds like he sucks.”
Austin lets out a heavy sigh. “Yeah, uh, I don’t like talkin’ ‘bout him much, he’s a dick. He’s been stayin’ with me while his trucks in the shop and it has been livin’ hell being around him this much; I’m glad he’s goin’ back to the family farm now that he’s gettin’ his truck back.”
Jake lets his curiosity get the best of him, “So you and your brother, you aren’t close? You guys don’t get along?”
“Not anymore. We were fine as kids on the farm, we’re Irish twins, he was born in January and I was born November that same year, so we were real close growin’ up but,” he shrugs defeatedly, “As we got older he became more and more of an asshole. Anyways, he’s ruined enough of my nights these last couple months so since he ain’t gonna be my problem anymore I ain’t gonna think about him too much tonight.”
“I’m sorry your brother’s an asshole, Austin.” Josh says sympathetically.
Austin forces a smile onto his face, and looks at Josh. “It’s alright, darlin’. Not your fault. Besides, we’re goin’ out to have a good time tonight, we don’t needa think about him. Speakin’ of, it looks like we’re here.”
Sure enough, the boys look outside to see the passing neon lights of Bradley’s Honky Tonk. Just as it had been the first night Sam and Danny had gone, the parking along the road was completely full and people were milling around the entrance smoking or talking. Danny drives down to the same small mom and pop shop, already closed for the night again, and parks in an empty spot.
“Are y’all ready to party?!” Austin whoops, already unbuckling his seatbelt and opening the door.
The others follow suit, all of them piling out of the car before Danny locks it.
“Hell yeah!” Sam shouts, “I can’t wait to see my brothers eat shit trying to dance.”
Danny takes Sams hand as the group begins to walk towards the bright lights of the bar. “Love, you almost ate shit the first time we danced.”
“Shhhh they don’t need to know that, Daniel.” Sam jokingly whispers back.
“Correction, Sam. It’ll be fun to watch Josh eat shit trying to dance. There’s nothing you could do to get me on that dance floor.” Jake responds.
“Why the fuck did you even come then?”
Jake dons a gravelly British accent, “Because, Joshua, I fully intend on drinking so much that the horrid sound of country music no longer irritates me.” He pauses and loops his arm over Josh’s shoulders, continuing in the same accent, “And I truly wish to see you eat shit trying to dance.”
Josh shrugs his arm off and puts a few feet of distance between him and Jake as they walked. “Fuck off, Jake.”
Austin strolls up alongside Josh, putting his arm around his shoulder just as Jake had done. “Aw, it’s alright, darlin’. You can dance with me if you’d like to. I ain’t got a partner tonight and sure as hell know my way around on the dance floor so wouldn’t wanna steal a queen from any newbies in need.”
Josh blushes bright red and leans into Austin’s side without thinking. “Yeah, uh, that’d be great.”
The group make their way past small congregations of people, mostly drag queens taking a break from the crowded bar to have a cigarette or two before they hit the dance floor. As they pass a group of three standing near the door, one of the queens notices Jake walking alone behind the other two pairs, the only one in the group without a “partner”, and reaches out to lightly touch Jake’s shoulder.
She speaks in a voice as smooth and sweet as honey, “Hey mon beau, find me later if you ain’t got a dancing partner.” She winks as they continue past her group, and Jake lets himself stare as he takes in every aspect of each of them.
To her right stood a drag queen with a cigarette hanging off her bottom lip. Her long black hair laid in messy waves down her back, cascading over the silky green fabric of her dress. Jake lets his eyes travel downwards as he notices the slits on both sides of her dress, exposing her legs all the way up to the thigh. He brings his eyes upwards, finally noticing a name tag pinned to her chest reading “Faebelle” and the bright red of her colored contacts contrasting perfectly with her tan skin.
To the left of the queen who had spoken to him stood a shorter drag queen with tight, bright pink coils of curls framing her face. She wore a multicolored pastel tulle A-Line dress that showed off her legs clad in fishnet tights with small hearts here and there and pastel pink platform heels. As Jake had done with Faebelle, the last things he noticed was her name tag reading “Shimmer”, and the stark white of her contacts.
Finally, Jake allows his gaze to settle on the queen in the middle, the one that had initially spoken to him. He takes in her neat, black locks held back by a thin scrap of maroon fabric as if it were a headband, before his eyes travel to her white button up shirt, the top couple of buttons undone with a tight black corset overtop. Her legs are covered with tight leather pants, tucked into brown suede knee-high heels. On top of it all, she wore a green coat, the bottom of it coming to an end just above her ankles. He tears his gaze upwards, catching a glimpse of her name tag momentarily. “Sirena”. When his eyes finally find her face, he is met with her staring right back at him, a fake scar painted vertically on to her face above and below her left eye, the color of it standing out against her warm brown skin.
“Hey! Jake! You coming or what?” Sam calls at him from the entrance to the bar. Jake suddenly realizes that he had stopped to gawk at the three drag queens, leaving him behind with them as the others made their way into the building.
Jake rapidly looks from the queens still staring at him, to his brother calling out to him 20 feet away. “Yeah, uh, coming.” He takes one final look at Sirena before turning and walking towards Sam, cheeks warm and tinged pink from the interaction.
He gets past the bouncer quickly and joins Sam as he pulls him further into the bar. “Hey, I think Josh grabbed a table for us over there.” He shouts over the blaring music.
They weave their way through the groups of people occupying the bar space, finally spotting Josh across the room at the only “empty” table and Jake comes to a stop next to him, Sam weaving around the table and taking a seat on the other side.
Josh only needs to take one look at his twin to know that something had happened. “Hey, Jakey. You good? You look a little flushed. Do you need water or anything?” 
He sits down next to Josh, thoughts racing in his mind as he tries to sort through his feelings. “Uh yeah, I’m fine. You know that group of three drag queens we passed right by the door?”
Sam inserts himself into the conversation. “Do you mean the ones you were ogling?”
“Shut up, Sam. I wasn’t “ogling” them. I think one of them was flirting with me? They were-“ he sucks a sharp breath in through his teeth. “Very very attractive. And, I’m realizing that I don’t really care that they’re a drag queen. I mean, I don’t know what they look like out of drag or what pronouns they use but, I don’t think I would care.” He looks between his brothers, expecting to see even the slightest look of surprise on their face. Instead, Jake is met with deadpanned looks, their eyebrows only slightly raised.
“Well,” Josh starts, “I mean I would say I’m surprised but, surprisingly, I’m not. Listen, I understand the feeling and I know this really isn’t the best place to have this realization. All I can say is, thank you for sharing this with us and try not to let it weigh on you too much tonight. Just follow your initial feelings and see where it leads you, Jake.”
“I agree. And hey, maybe following those feelings will lead you to their place tonight.” Sam teases lightly, winking at him.
“Again, shut up Sam. And yeah… yeah ok. Thank you, Josh.” He says quietly, already losing himself in his thoughts.
“Anytime, Jakey. And hey, now you can’t give me any more shit about Austin, cause if you do I have this to fire back at you.” He jokes lightly.
This jest pulls Jake back into the moment, chuckling at his brother’s retort. “Yeah, yeah, ok. I’ll try and lay off the jokes.”
Just as their conversation ends, the other two boys find their way to the table, drinks in hand.
“Alright Jake, I got you a tequila on the rocks.” Danny tells him as he hands him a glass.
As they set the rest of the drinks on the table, Danny continues listing off their various orders. “Rum and coke for me, Dirty Shirley for Sam, with four maraschino cherries of course.”
Sam smiles at his boyfriend, “Thank you, Daniel.”
Danny returns the smile. “Of course, love. Anyways, a salty dog for Josh, and last but not least, a Screwdriver for Austin.”
Austin takes the seat on the other side of Josh, slightly leaning into him as the rest of the group situates themselves on the bar stools, quickly losing themselves in conversation amongst each other, giving Austin and Josh a small amount of privacy.
“Oooo a Screwdriver,” Josh starts, “Haven’t had one of those in so long.”
“You can try mine if you’d like, darlin’. It’s one of my favorite drinks. Although in return, I might need to have a taste of that, what did Dan say it was? Salty Dog, right? Don’t reckon I’ve ever tried one.”
“Of course, go ahead.” Josh replies smiling, sliding his glass towards Austin as an invitation. They exchange drinks, each taking a sip at the same time.
“Hoowee that is bitter!” Austin exclaims.
Josh laughs, “Yeah that’s the grapefruit juice. Your Screwdriver has a little too much orange juice for my liking but, not the worst I’ve ever had.”
They swap glasses again and take a sip of their respective drinks.
Josh makes a face, half wincing at the tartness of his drink. “Ah- yeah that does have a bit more grapefruit juice in it than what I make at home but, hey, still good.”
“I guess I’ll just have to come over and have you make one for me then.” Austin says quietly, shooting Josh a small smile. “Just for, y’know, fairness. Can’t judge you too hard on your drink order until I taste one made to your liking.”
Josh’s face pinkens and he looks down at his drink, fidgeting with his glass as he summons the courage in him. “If I didn’t know any better Austin, then I’d think you were flirting with me.”
“Maybe I am, darlin’. Is that a problem?” The comment catches Josh off guard, his eyes darting back up to Austin only to find him calmly staring back, paused with his glass raised to his lips before he takes a slow sip. He sets the glass down, a sheepish smile playing on his lips as he waits for Josh to respond.
Josh stutters, trying to find the words as his mind reels at this confession. “Uh, yeah, WAIT, no, I mean no. That’s uh, not a problem.”
Austin smiles wide at how flustered Josh had gotten over one sentence and chuckles lightly. “I’m not tryin’ to be rude by laughin’, darlin’. You’re cute, is all.”
Josh grins at the other boy. “Thanks. Uh, I think you’re cute too.” He takes a sip of his drink to cool down, sure that his face is bright burning red.
Both boys suddenly realize that the rest of the table had grown quiet, now staring at the interaction between them with bated breath.
Jake is the first to break the silence, “Fucking finally.” He takes a swig of his drink, noticing the ice had begun to melt as it sat untouched, his mind still too focused on Sirena.
The topic is changed suddenly when Austins phone screen lights up with a text from “Asshat”. He checks the message, sighing deeply as he puts his phone in his pocket, taking a long drink from his glass before speaking. “My brother just got here, I gotta go grab my keys from him. I’ll be back in a second.”
“Want someone to come with you?” Danny asks, concern for his friend apparent in his tone.
“Na, I’ll be alright. Thank you though, Dan.” With that, he makes his way through the people and out the door.
The group goes silent, each turning to their drinks, finishing or close to finishing them.
“So, uh.” Danny starts, looking at Josh. “Not to be nosy but, you and Austin?”
Josh smiles softly, once again fidgeting with his glass. “Yeah, uh, I guess the feeling was mutual after all. I mean, it’s not like we’ve had a conversation about our feelings or anything but, it’s looking good? I think.”
“Looking better than just good, Joshy. I’d bet you could be getting lucky tonight.” Sam says with a wink.
“Shhh, love. Leave him alone.” Danny says with a smile, silently agreeing with his boyfriend but wanting to keep the others from teasing Josh about it too much.
Dannys phone buzzes and he checks the notification, frowning as he reads the message out loud to the others. “It’s from Austin. He says, ‘Hey, I’m really sorry Dan, my brother is insistent on meeting y’all, I can’t convince him otherwise. I’ll try to make it quick, just wanted to give y’all a warning that we’ll be in in a minute.’”
Danny sighs, looking around at the others before speaking. “No matter how much of a douche this guy is, please just grin and bear it. The sooner he leaves, the better. And I have a feeling he’ll start shit if he feels any “threat”.”
The boys grumble their agreements, promising to try and play nice.
“Oh shit, don’t look but here they come.” Josh says to Danny and Sam, their backs to the entrance of the building. “God, he even looks like an asshole.”
A figure appears by Sam’s side, sandwiching him between Danny and this newcomer. Sam feels him before he hears him, an all too familiar arm snaking around his back and grabbing his side.
“Well I’ll be damned. I’ve been hopin’ I’d run into you again, sugar.”
Dallas.
Sam jumps out of his seat away from Dallas, putting space between them as he takes a few steps back. Danny stiffens and turns in his seat towards Dallas, subconsciously putting his arm in front of Sam and pushing him behind him. His response comes fast. “Didn’t I tell you we’d have more of a fucking problem if you came near us again?” Danny spews, anger instantly taking him over as he tries to stay collected.
“I see you’re still hangin’ round with this overprotective bastard, sugar. He finally man up and make it official or are y’all still ‘just friends’?” Dallas sneers.
“Woah, woah, you know each other?” Austin asks, confusion clear on his face.
Dallas winks at Sam, still held behind Danny. “I sure as hell know Sammy boy, very well might I add-“
Danny cuts him off. “Unfortunately. He wouldn’t leave Sam alone the last time we were here, he fucking sexually harassed him and wouldn’t take ‘no’ for an answer. He tried to fight me and got himself kicked out.”
Everyone at the table’s jaw drops and Austin turns to Dallas, enraged. “Oh my god was that the fuckin’ night you totaled your truck? You told me that you had a little too much to drink and was distracted at your anger from unfairly gettin’ kicked outta a bar. If what Danny said you did is true, that don’t sound unfair to me, Dallas.”
Dallas turns on Austin, his voice rising as he grows angrier and angrier. “Pretty boy over there is a fuckin’ liar. That ain’t what happened. He’s just upset someone else showed interest in his friend, he was too chicken to make a fuckin’ move so I did. Who are you gonna believe, Austin? Some random friend who has jealousy issues, or your own fuckin’ brother?”
“Dan.” Austin says in a calm and collected tone. “I believe Daniel.”
Dallas makes a noise of indignation, furious at his brother for not taking his side. “You gotta be fuckin’ jokin’ me, Austin! Seriously? You’re takin’ his side over mine?”
“You’re a piece of shit, Dallas. I don’t care if you’re my brother. I know you, and I know Dan. I know that he’s tellin’ the truth. You’re so fulla shit that your eyes are brown. Now get the fuck out before I make you.” Austin replies through bared teeth.
Dallas laughs, loud and self-righteous. “What’re you gonna do little brother? I would like to see you try.”
Austin takes a threatening step towards his brother, using the extra inch of height he had on him to his advantage. He jabs his finger into his chest, using all the anger he felt to convey how serious he was about making Dallas leave. “I’ll only say it one more time, Dallas. Get the fuck outta here before I make you. I put up with you this long because I had to, and I didn’t have the nerve to say it sooner. This is the final fuckin’ straw, I don’t wanna see your pathetic fuckin’ face again. Now run back home to the farm with Ma and do the only thing you’re good at. Shovelin’ shit.”
Dallas sputters, looking to the others at the table for any backup. Finding none, his attention turns towards Austin once more. He mutters a livid “Fuck y’all.” before turning on his heel and marching out the door red faced.
Austin watches him leave and takes a deep breath before turning to Sam and Danny, guilt and apology written across his face. “I am, so fuckin’ sorry. I would never have let him come in with me if I knew the shit he did to you, Sam. Hell, I would’ve kicked him out onto my doormat the second he came callin’ askin’ for my help.”
With Dallas gone, Sam takes his seat again, now between Danny and Austin. “It’s alright, really. You didn’t know. And it was fucking incredible to see him get put in his place.” Sam offers a slight smile to Austin, “Thank you for backing us up.”
Understanding that he wasn’t upset with him, Austin returns the smile. It slowly turns into a grimace as he thinks about his brother’s actions. “Of course. It’s… it wouldn’t be the first time he’s had issues with takin’ ‘no’ for an answer. Over the last few years I’ve, unfortunately, had to drag him out of multiple bars before he got us kicked out for tryin’ to start shit with people who called him out on it.”
Prompted by various questions from Jake and Josh, Austin begins telling them stories of the trouble Dallas almost got him in to. With the others focused on Austin, Danny silently tugs on the elbow of Sam’s shirt, getting his attention without the others noticing.
“You ok, love?” Danny questions his boyfriend quietly. “We can leave if you want.”
“No, no, I want to stay. Just like last time, I don’t want a few moments with him to ruin the entire night.” He reassures, placing his hand on Danny’s thigh and giving it a gentle comforting squeeze. “I’m ok, really.”
Austin finishes summarizing some of the things Dallas had done, and the attention of the three other boys is drawn to Sam. “Listen, Sam, we-“ Jake starts, “We had no idea that happened, that he did… that to you.”
Josh continues, “Yeah, that’s some serious shit. Are you ok?”
Sam looks between his two older brothers, grateful for their genuine concern. “Yeah, I’m ok. He didn’t… he didn’t go “too far”. Just a few less than pleasant comments and he wouldn’t let go of me while dancing after he stole me from Danny.” He looks over at his boyfriend, “Danny swooped in and saved the day though. I swear he looked like he was about to take and/or throw a punch for me.”
“Not that we didn’t approve of him as your boyfriend before but,” Jake laughs, “We definitely approve of him now.”
Josh cuts in, “Not that you need our approval of course.” He pauses for a moment, turning his attention to his twin for backup. “Right Jake?”
When he doesn’t get a reply, he looks over at him only to see his focus had suddenly shifted to across the room, his eyes fixed intently on the drag queen that had spoken to him before they entered the bar stepping up onto a small stage.
Josh elbows him in the ribs. “I said, right Jake?”
He whips his head towards the rest of the group again. “Oh uh, yeah? I’m sorry, what did you say?”
Josh chuckles. “Distracted? Are we?”
Jake’s cheeks redden, and he looks down at his glass, embarrassed. “Shut up.”
Before Josh can retort, the drag queen in question taps a microphone, getting everyone in the bar’s attention. “Hey y’all! How we doin’ out there tonight?”
She’s met with a cacophony of whoops and hollers from the patrons. She lets everyone quiet down before continuing with a grin, “Fantastic, just what I like to hear! For those of you who don’t know, my name’s Sirena de Lune,” she searches through the sea of people before her eyes land on Jake, winking at him as he stares, awestruck. “But y’all can call me Sirena. Now, before me and my drag sisters, and a few of my drag brothers, hit the dance floor to welcome all you newcomers tonight, we have a little performance for y’all!”
The crowd cheers once more, causing her to almost need to shout to be heard, even with the mic. “So I better see some tips in the air for my sisters!” Met with another roar from the crowd, she hands the mic off and is joined by the two other drag queens Jake had seen her with outside the bar. They take their places, and the twangy guitar intro to their song begins blaring over the speakers.
“I remember it all very well, lookin’ back
It was the summer I turned eighteen.
We lived in a one room, rundown shack
On the outskirts of New Orleans”
The three of them light up the stage with their personas, lip-syncing to the song in practiced perfection before quickly splitting off into the crowd. They weave through the crowd, continuing their performance as they pluck the tips from the fingertips held high in their directions.
“Shit, I only have fives and tens, any of you have any ones?” Josh shouts at the others at the table. All except Jake shake their heads, not having expected the performance and need for dollar bills. He turns to his twin, noticing he hadn’t responded. “Jake? Hey, what about you?”
Jake is too enthralled to hear the question, blindly shifting through the bills in his wallet as he keeps his eyes on Sirena, who was slowly but surely making her way towards their table. Her eyes seem to skirt over Jake, teasing him with her avoidance.
Her eyes finally lock on him, and his breath catches in his throat as she begins to make her way directly towards them.
“It sounded like somebody else, that was talkin’
Askin’, “mama, what do I do?”
She said, “just be nice to the gentlemen, Fancy
They’ll be nice to you.””
She reaches their table, taking the tips from the other boys before finally reaching Jake.
“She said, “here’s your one chance, Fancy, don’t let me down.
Here’s your one chance, Fancy, don’t let me down.
Lord, forgive me what I do,
But if you want out-”
Her hand that wasn’t clutching her tips traces Jake’s hairline and slowly lowers to his jaw, tilting his chin up to her, just inches from her face as she sings along to,
“well, it’s up to you.
Now don’t let me down now
Your mama’s gonna move you uptown.”
Her hand runs down his arm holding the tip he had for her, slipping it out of his grip before she winks, breaking their contact by taking two steps back and turning away from him.
“HOLY SHIT JAKE?” Sam shouts over the music, “I DON’T CARE IF YOU SAID YOU WEREN’T DANCING TONIGHT, YOU HAVE TO DANCE WITH HER!”
Josh physically shakes him out of his daze roughly, snapping him back to reality. “YOU KNOW YOU JUST GAVE HER A TWENTY, RIGHT? SHE’S DEFINITELY GONNA ASK TO DANCE WITH YOU NOW, THAT’S A HELL OF A FUCKING TIP!”
With his mind still occupied with the interaction, Jake doesn’t care that he gave her the largest bill in his wallet. His eyes follow her as she zig-zags back through the crowd towards the stage, still collecting tips.
The three queens arrive at the stage and throw their tips in the air, causing them to flutter down on them as the song comes to a close and they stand, catching their breath. Without the music to drown the crowd out, their volume is deafening as people stand to applaud them as they re-collect their tips from where they had fallen.
Sirena is once again handed the mic, straightening as she continues to catch her breath. “Whoo, I don’t know about my sisters but y’all, I am winded!” She jokes as the other two laugh and nod in agreement. “We’re headin’ straight to Shake Shack later so, thank y’all for the tips. Looks like got a whole round of shakes on y’all!”
Her laugh sends a thrill through Jake, her personality and stage presence electrifying him from within.
“Now, me and my sisters need a few minutes to catch our breaths, but we got a whole crew of queens and a few kings that will be hittin’ the floor momentarily. I’ll turn the mic over to my baby brother,” she points to a drag king in the crowd with the same eye and jaw shape as her, clad in tight leather pants a white fishnet shirt, tattoo patterned chest tape visible through the mesh. “He’s gonna help all you new folks warm up for some dancin’!”
The crowd cheers as he makes his way towards the stage, taking the mic from Sirena and turning to face the crowd.
“Hey y’all! Let’s give another round of applause for my big sister and our lovely drag sisters!” He pauses, letting the crowd cheer one final time for the queens as they exit the stage. “My name is Sparrow de Lune, and for all of y’all wondering, yes, Sirena is my biological sibling. She gives me shit for “stealing” the de Lune part of the name but, hey, guess you could say it’s a family name now.” He laughs, watching Sirena as she shakes her head at him smiling, before heading backstage.
“Anyways, before we officially kick off the line dancin’ tonight, we’re gonna warm y’all up. Anyone here know the Cotton Eyed Joe?”
The crowd erupts once more, a few stray wolf whistles joining in with the cheers.
“Fantastic! So I need everyone to hit the dance floor, nice and orderly like please, and for those of y’all who aren’t familiar with the dance, I’ll be up here on stage doin’ it too so y’all can watch me and follow along!”
The statement is followed by the sound of chairs skidding across the floor as people get up and make their way to the dance floor, organizing themselves so no one bumps into each other when the dance starts.
Josh looks over at Austin, raising his eyebrows as he asks timidly, “You wanna-?”
Austin smiles broadly at him, already hopping off his stool and making his way around the table towards him. “Hell yes, lets go.” He looks at the others at the table, “Y’all comin’?”
Danny’s already getting up, his hand on Sam’s arm to pull him with him. “Of course!” When Sam doesn’t move, Danny uses the same tactics he had to get Sam to come with him the first night they came to dance, batting puppy dog eyes at him. “C’mon loveeee, you wouldn’t make me dance alone, would you?”
Sam rolls his eyes, pretending to be annoyed as he tries to hide the slight smile on his lips. “You won’t be alone, you’ve got Josh and Austin.”
Danny rolls his eyes back, “You know what I mean. C’mon it’s way easier than any of the dancing we’ve done before. Don’t make me throw you over my shoulder and carry you to the dance floor.” He jokes, both men knowing he wouldn’t if Sam really didn’t want to dance.
“Yeah, I’d like to see you try.” Sam replies as he slides off his barstool, willingly being pulled by Danny. Before the group leaves Josh looks at Jake, who still sat unmoving on his stool.
“Hey, you coming with us?”
“Na, I’m good. I’d rather not be a fifth wheel, you guys have fun though.”
“Loserrrrrrr.” Sam calls as he walks away from the table, Dannys hand in his own.
Jake rolls his eyes, flipping him off before he gets lost in the sea of people.
“You sure, Jakey? It could still be fun.” Josh tries one more time.
He smiles at his twin, “Yeah, go have fun. I’ll be here when you’re done.”
With that, Josh shrugs and turns towards Austin, grabbing his hand in a bold move as they follow Sam and Danny to the dance floor.
The intro blasts over the speakers as the four boys find a spot on the dance floor.
“If it hadn’t been for Cotton-Eye Joe
I’d been married long time ago
Where did you come from, where did you go?
Where did you come from, Cotton-Eye Joe?”
Danny immediately jumps into the motions perfectly, with Sam struggling beside him, his motions delayed as he tries not to trip over his own feet.
“Jesus fuck, Daniel. How the hell are you so good at this?” Sam yells, still struggling to time his movements with the song.
Danny looks down at Sams attempts at the dance, lightheartedly laughing. “You’d think for a bass player, you’d have better rhythm.”
Sam swats his arm lightly, still too focused on the dance to do anything more. “Yeah, yeah, leave me alone I’m still learning how to play. I’m not good enough yet to play at Madison Square Garden or anything.”
He looks over towards Josh and Austin, hoping that at least one of them would be struggling as much as he was. To his dismay, both men are laughing and hitting each beat flawlessly.
“Fuck me.” Sam grumbles to himself under his breath.
“Mmmm maybe later, kinda busy right now.” Danny replies with a smile.
Blood rushes to Sams face as he literally trips over his own feet, Danny coming to the rescue and helping to steady him, somehow not skipping even a beat as he does it.
“Woah there, steady partner.” Danny laughs.
“Shut up.”
A few people in the crowd over, Josh and Austin dance, oblivious to the events that just unfolded between the other two.
“Wait wait wait, Austin. Why the hell are you adding that spin?” Josh shouts with a wide grin on his face.
“Why the hell are you not? This is how you do the dance!” He replies, grinning back at Josh.
“I’ve never seen anyone in my life do it like that!”
“Then I guess you’ve never seen anyone do it right, darlin’”
Jake watches from the table and laughs as he sees Sam almost fall (again), only to be righted by Danny beside him. He spots Josh and Austin, caught in what seemed to be a playful argument, both men beaming at the other as they danced.
A familiar voice beside him distracts him from his observations.
“You not into dancin’, mon beau?”
Sirena. Jake turns slightly to face her, towering over him.
She gestures to the stool next to him that was previously occupied by Josh. “Mind if I sit?”
“Oh, uh, no, go ahead. And uh, not really? I hadn’t planned on dancing, just came as support for my brothers. I mean I know this dance but didn’t want to be a fifth wheel.” Jake wipes his palms on his pants, already flustered from the brief interaction with her.
“That’s understandable, mon beau. It’s nice you came for your brothers though. You said “support”, mind if I ask what you mean by that?”
He points at Josh, “You see the short one with curly hair? That’s my twin, Josh. And the two over there are Sam and Danny. Danny’s not my biological brother, but he’s been best friends with Sam for so long he’s like a brother to Josh and I.” He glances at Sirena, who sat intently focused on his story. “They’ve been into each other for years, but just now got together a couple months ago. They came out to Josh and I last week and told us how they finally admitted their feelings to each other dancing here, so they invited us tonight cause we wanted to see the place.”
She smiles at him. “That’s sweet of you and Josh, mon beau. I bet Sam and Danny are grateful for y’alls support.”
Jakes cheeks pinken at the comment and he smiles, “Yeah… it’s kind of funny, with them coming out, I’m the only,” he brings his hands up, motioning air quotes as he says, “”Straight” brother left. But anyways, if I may ask; what do you keep calling me? “Mon beau”? What does that mean?”
“It means “my beautiful” in French. If that ain’t too forward of me.”
His face lights on fire, and he knows he must be red as a tomato. “Oh- uh. Yeah. Ok. That isn’t… that isn’t too forward of you. Thank you?” He clears his throat, finally getting the courage to look at Sirena again. “Uhm, you know French?”
“Yeah, my dad’s from France, so Sparrow and I are fluent. That’s why part of our drag names are “de Lune”.” She smiles at him again. “It means “moon”.”
He smiles “Oh shit- that’s really cool, I love the moon. I see you’re a man of many talents then.” He pauses, thinking about what he said. “Or- shit, I mean woman?” Smiling timidly, he continues. “I’m sorry, I’m kind of new to this.”
This brings a laugh as smooth as her voice from Sirena. “Don’t worry about it, mon beau. You were right the first time, I’m a man who’s comfortable in his gender identity enough to do drag sometimes. Well, a lot of the time to be honest. Pretty fun “side gig”, if you will.”
“Ah, ok. That’s cool.” Still nervous, Jake rethinks his response once again. “I mean it, I don’t know if I don’t sound genuine. I really do mean it.” He tries for a smile. “I’m just digging myself into a deeper hole at this point, I’m sorry.”
She touches his arm lightly, reassuring him. “Don’t worry about it, mon beau. Like you said, you’re new to this.”
The Cotton-Eye Joe ends, and Sparrow grabs the mic again before Jake can get any more flustered by Sirena’s pet names.
“That was great y’all! Are we all warmed up now and ready for some more dancin’?”
The crowd cheers, and he continues over the remaining few whoops here and there. “Fantastic! Now tonight is a partners night, but if you’re new here or don’t have one, find one of our lovely drag queens or kings out there and ask ‘em to dance! Thanks for comin’ out tonight!”
With that, patrons bustle around the dance floor, exiting it or finding their partner for the night as a song starts loudly.
“I don’t care if it rains or freezes long as I got my plastic Jesus
Sittin’ on the dashboard of my car.
Going down there, it ain’t scary ‘cause I’ve got the virgin Mary
Sittin’ on the dashboard of my car.”
Jake spots the others leaving the dance floor and making their way back towards their table.
“You guys have fun?” Jake asks, attempting to divert any conversation away from him and Sirena as he sees Sam’s “told you so” smirk creeping onto his face.
“Yeah, I had a lot of fun tripping over my feet the entire time.”
Danny tries to lift his spirits. “Awww, c’mon baby you weren’t that bad.”
Sam looks at him doubtfully. “Uh huh, right.”
“Y’all ain’t dancin’ to this song? Don’t like it or just don’t wanna dance?” Sirena questions.
Josh answers, “I don’t know about them, but I am fucking winded holy shit. I need a breather. Everyone makes it look so easy to just dance song after song.”
Noticing the others taking their seats, leaving Josh standing, Sirena realizes that she must have taken his. “Oh shit, hun. I stole your spot, didn’t I?”
She makes a move to get up before he interjects, “Don’t worry about it! I’m fine standing, really.” He moves to the other side of the table, standing close next to Austin.
“So, Jakey,” Sam starts with a mischievous smile. “You gonna introduce us to your new friend?”
“Oh, shit yeah, my bad.” He blushes, already knowing how much Sam and Josh will tease him later for it. “This is Sirena.”
She smiles at the group, “Nice to meet y’all.”
“Nice to meet you too. So, you single?”
Danny swats his boyfriend. “Sam!”
He puts on a show of innocence, “What?”
“Yeah, I am, hun. Why do you ask?”
He smirks at Jake, “Mmmm no reason. Just curious is all.”
Their conversation is interrupted by a man with curly, sandy colored hair tapping on Sirena’s shoulder.
“Excuse me ma’am, I was wondering if you had a dance partner tonight.”
“Oh I’m sorry, hun. I do.” She gestures to Jake. “However, over there’s Faebelle, I don’t think she’s got a dance partner yet.”
He smiles kindly at her and Jake, “No worries! Thank you, ma’am.” and turns, walking towards Faebelle across the room.
Stepping fully into his annoying younger sibling role, Sam butts in. “So, you’ve decided to dance tonight? What happened to getting drunk and not dancing?”
“Change of heart, I guess.” Jake half-grumbles, knowing exactly what game Sam was trying to play with him.
“Well, darlin’, I’m glad you did. I reckon it would’ve been awkward as hell if I had turned down that gentleman just to not have a partner after all.”
The rest of the table quietly observes the interaction, Sam just waiting for another chance to butt-in and tease Jake.
“You ever line danced with a partner before, mon beau?”
Surprisingly, it’s Austin that interrupts their conversation. “Oh, tu parles français aussi?” [Oh, you speak French too?]
She beams at him, “Oui, je parle assez couramment.” [Yes, I’m quite fluent.]
The rest of the table watches, jaws dropped, as they casually continue their conversation in French.
“C’est génial! As-tu étudié le français à l’école?” [That’s cool! Did you study French at school?]
“Non, mon pére est français, donc j’ai grandi en parlant français.” [No, my dad is French, so I grew up speaking French.]
“Encore une fois, c’est genial. J’ai appris à l’école, donc tu en sais problement beaucoup plus que moi.” [Again, that’s cool. I learned at school, so you probably know a lot more than I do.]
Sam and Josh speak at the same time.
“I’m sorry, what?” Sam asks in awe.
Josh comes next, “Jake, did you understand any of that?”
“Only about half. I mean I remember enough from High School to get the gist of it but definitely not enough to carry or join in on a conversation.”
It’s Danny’s turn next to ask a question, “Austin where did you learn French and how the fuck did I not know you were fluent?”
Austin laughs, “Hold your horses there, Dan. I wouldn’t say I’m fluent. Took it in High School, somehow ended up in AP French so it’s kind of just stuck in my head. Never have a need to use it ‘round here so I guess that’s why you’ve never heard me speak it.”
Josh looks at Austin as if he’d just hung the stars in the sky.
“That’s fucking incredible. I don’t know about Danny, but all I remember from High School German is “Krankenwagen”.”
“Yeah no, all German is gone from my mind. Blocked that shit OUT. I fucking hated Frau Werner, and she hated me too.”
Sam joins in on the conversation again, “All I remember from Spanish is “¿Puedo ir al baño?” because my teacher wouldn’t let us go to the bathroom if we asked in English.”
“¿Recuerdas algo mas?” [Remember anything else?]
“YOU KNOW SPANISH TOO?” Sam exclaims, drawing a laugh from Sirena.
“Yeah, and Latin, hun. I’m learnin’ Portuguese and Italian but I ain’t good enough to carry a conversation in ‘em.”
Jake stares at her in wonder. “You’re fucking incredible.”
She grows bashful from the compliment and eyes on her, chuckling before she responds. “I don’t know if I’d call myself that, mon beau. I guess y’all could say one of my hobbies is learnin’ languages. Anyways, back to you, you ever line dance with a partner?”
“Uh, no. This isn’t exactly my regular scene.”
“Don’t worry about that, mon beau. I got you.”
“Yeah, it’s so easy even I can do it, so if you’re shit at it just keep that in mind.”
“Shut up, Sam.” Jake says for the third time that night.
Before Sam can make a quip back, a new song starts playing, drawing a dramatic gasp from Josh.
Everyone’s heads snap towards him, trying to figure out the cause of the gasp. He grabs Austin’s arm, already trying to pull him towards the dance floor. “Oh my fucking god I love this song. Can we dance?”
“Jesus fuck, Josh, I thought someone died. You scared the shit out of me.” Sam says as he rubs his forehead like an exasperated parent.
Austin only laughs, sliding off his barstool to join him. “Of course we can, darlin’.”
They leave without another word with Josh practically running towards the floor, dragging Austin behind him.
Sam turns towards Danny, smiling at him. “You love this song too, don’t you?”
Danny grins at the fact that Sam had remembered, only having mentioned it once or twice over the many years they’d known each other. “Yeah, I do. Wanna dance?”
“Lead the way partner.”
The pair split off into the crowd together, once again leaving Jake and Sirena alone. The second verse starts as Sirena begins to speak.
“I, I, got a new girlfriend here
Feels like he’s on top.
And I don’t feel no remorse.
And you can’t see past my blindness.”
“Well, mon beau. This is sort of a slower song to dance to but, you down to start learnin’ how?”
Jake flushes, his stomach alight with butterflies. “Yeah, that’d be great.”
She offers him her hand as they get off their stools, “Don’t worry about it, mon beau. Follow my lead, promise I’ll do all the heavy liftin’.”
They follow the path the others had taken through the crowd, finding a spot on the dance floor. Sirena places her hands on Jake’s shoulders before she brings them down his arms, taking his hands in her own.
“Loosen up, mon beau. I gotchu.”
She slowly pushes him away, still holding his hands in her own before bringing him back towards her, steadily spinning him behind her with one hand. He ends up pressed flush against her, face to face, as they slowly sway to the music.
“See, that wasn’t too bad?”
He laughs lightly, his breath shallow from the proximity. “Yeah guess not.”
A few pairs over, Sam and Danny dance together, more slow dancing to the song than line dancing. Danny twirls Sam around a few times out of the blue, causing him to laugh and press close to him as they continue swaying to the music.
“Having fun, baby?”
“Yeah, Daniel, I’m really glad we came.”
Dannys eyes sparkle as he gazes down at his boyfriend, still shorter than him despite the small heels on his (Danny’s) boots. Danny sings along to the song, quietly enough for Sam to be the only one that hears it.
“”Honey, I love you.”
That’s all she wrote.
Oh, Ophelia
You’ve been on my mind, girl, like a drug.
Oh, Ophelia
Heaven help the fool who falls in love.”
Sam beams at Danny, pressing a light kiss to his lips as they keep dancing. “I love you too, honey.”
The song comes to a close and another starts, the upbeat twangy guitar intro a complete 180 from the song before it. Sam laughs as he sees Austin immediately switch the pace of Josh and his dance, catching Josh by surprise and almost falling, steadying himself against the other man’s chest.
“Shit, darlin’, didn’t mean to catch you off guard there.”
Josh laughs, blushing as Austin keeps him pressed close to his chest. “Don’t worry about it, I need to learn how to line dance for real anyways.”
“That’s what I’m talkin’ about!” he whoops. “C’mon darlin’ I gotchu.” He says before spinning Josh behind him and carrying on with the faster pace.
Jake’s attention is caught by this exclamation, looking over to see his brother grinning ear to ear as he got spun around again by Austin. Sirena gently grabs his jaw, turning his head to face her once more.
“Eyes on me, mon beau. This song is more upbeat, you think you can handle it?”
Probably not, he thinks, instead responding, “Yeah, sure!”
She smiles broadly, giving, “Hold on tight!” as the only warning before she suddenly spins him behind her, keeping the swift pace as she takes the lead in their dance.
“When I get the money, we can run away.
Sing a little song ‘bout yesterday.
They’re never gonna catch me, long as I’m alive.
You and me together, we’ll survive.”
Her smile widens when Jake doesn’t trip, and instead matches the time of her movements. “Hey, you ain’t too bad at this, mon beau. You’re keepin’ up mighty fine.”
“Have a great partner. One who’s not just great at dancing but also gorgeous as hell.”
It’s Sirena’s turn to be flustered by the others comment, “You flirtin’ with me?”
Jake’s doesn’t hesitate with his response, “Maybe I am, Captain.”
She raises her eyebrows in question. “Captain?”
“Yeah uh…” Jake blushes, the confidence he had suddenly gained slowly draining from him. “I was just thinking, Sirena, Siren, Piratey, y’know? Sorry, that came out of nowhere.” He looks down, too embarrassed to make eye contact.
Sirena brings her hand to his chin, bringing his gaze back to her as she tilts his head up. “Don’t apologize, mon beau. I like it.” She laughs, warm and bright, “If you couldn’t tell based on my outfit, I love piratey shit.”
His mood is restored with her affirmations, and from now knowing they shared an interest. “No way! Me too! I have a Johnson Mercator Projection map copy and a collection of old pirate coins at home, unfortunately they’re expensive as hell since I try to get authentic ones, so my collection is smaller than I would like it to be.”
“That’s so cool, mon beau! I’d love to see them sometime. Again, if that ain’t too forward of me. I have model ships of the Royal Fortune and Queen Anne’s Revenge, those thing’sre my babies, my prized possessions.” She laughs, remembering something, “And a Lego Pirate Ship that Sparrow got me for my birthday a couple years ago as a joke. Took me a hell of a long time to finish that.”
Jake smiles earnestly, “That isn’t too forward of you, I’d love to show you. On one condition of course.”
She cocks one eyebrow up at him, “And that is?”
“You have to show me your model ships some time.”
“Looks like we got a deal there, mon beau.”
The song changes to something with a strong fiddle intro, Jake thinks he recognizes but can’t quite place it; but Sirena’s eyes light up at the song, a wide grin spreading across her face.
“Oh HELL YEAH! They finally fuckin’ took my song suggestions! Took them long enough”
“I was ridin’ shotgun with my hair undone
In the front seat of his car.
He’s got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel
The other on my heart.”
“What song is this?”
“You don’t know, mon beau? It’s classic Taylor Swift, baby. This is my SHIT!”
Jake smiles wide, “You’re a, what do they call them? Swiftie?”
“Hell yeah, mon beau. Momma loves her some classic Taylor.” She laughs at his expression, “Hey now, don’tcha go judgin’ me.”
He chuckles, “I’m not, I swear. Just didn’t expect that from you.”
“Our song is the way he laughs
The first date, “Man, I didn’t kiss her, and I should have.””
At these words, Jake’s eyes flit down to Sirena’s lips, and he subconsciously starts leaning towards her.
“Wait.”
With these words, he stops, cheeks burning bright red as he stops dancing. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have, without asking, I’m sorry.”
Sirena ceases her movements with him, holding onto his arm as he tries to back away out of reach. “No, Jake, please don’t leave.” He stops pulling away from her but is still unable to look her in the face.
“Jake, please look at me.”
He forces himself to look at her, her sympathetic and caring gaze bringing tears to his eyes.
“I didn’t stop you because I don’t wanna kiss you, Jake.”
The lack of her pet name for him causes a tear to escape, slowly rolling down his cheek. He can’t bring himself to wipe it away.
“Oh Jakey, don’t cry.” She brushes her thumbs across his cheeks, wiping away the tears that had started falling for him. “I stopped you because I cannot, in good consciousness, kiss you before I say this. Earlier, you said you were “the only straight brother left”. I’m not a woman, Jake. I need you to recognize that by kissin’ me, and doing whatever happens between us, makes you not straight. I know I’m drop dead gorgeous right now, in drag,” Jake lets out a quiet, wet laugh at this and Sirena is glad her comment got the reaction she had hoped for. “But I don’t look like this all the time, Jake. Now I know we’ve been flirtin’ back and forth all evenin’, but I need to hear it from your mouth. I need to know that you understand the weight of your actions.”
Jake sniffles, roughly wiping away the last of his tears with the back of his hand. “Yeah, I know. I… I’ll be honest with you, I thought I was straight at the beginning of this night but, then I saw you and…” he makes eye contact with her as she patiently listens to his explanation, “…and I thought you were attractive and then we started talking and it just grew from there. I’m having a whole sexuality crisis right now but honestly, I don’t care. All I know is I really like you, and if that makes me queer, then I don’t care.” He pauses, once again overthinking his words. “Not that I don’t care! I care! I just mean it’s not important to me that you’re a man and I’m attracted to you. I… I know what I’m doing, what my actions mean.”
She smiles wide at him, “Don’t worry, mon beau, I know what you mean. Thank you for communicating with me, Jake.”
Her smile lifts a weight off Jake’s shoulders, and he takes a deep breath to calm his still racing mind. “Of course, thank you for stopping me to have this conversation, Sirena.”
“Sebastian.”
“What?”
“My name is Sebastian.”
“Oh,” Jake thinks for a moment, “Sebastian. Well in that case, thank you, Sebastian.”
“Of course, mon beau.”
Jake becomes anxious again as he tries to find the courage to ask what he wanted. “So, uh, Sebastian. Now that we have that cleared up, can I kiss you?”
“Thought you’d never ask, mon beau.”
With that, their lips come together in a slow and gentle kiss. Jake slightly stands on his toes, leaning into Sebastian’s touch, so he doesn’t have to lean down too much to reach him.
Danny and Sam dance a few groups over as the song nears its end. Sam is the first to notice his brother, “Oh shit.”
Danny whips around, his mind immediately thinking that Sam had seen Dallas. “What???”
When he instead sees Jake and Sirena still kissing, his eyebrows shoot up in pleasant surprise. “Oh- You scared me for a minute there, love. I’ve been waiting for them to do that since Jake introduced us to her, it was so clear they were into each other.”
Sam laughs, “Me too honestly. Hey, do you see Josh and Austin anywhere?”
Danny uses his height as an advantage, looking over the crowd to try and see Josh and Austin. He smiles at the sight of his friends with their foreheads pressed together and small smiles on their lips as they sway slowly to the end of the song across the room.
“Yeah, they’re over there, they look like they’re having a good time.”
The intro to a very familiar song starts playing over the speakers, interrupting what Sam was about to say.
“DUM-DE-DE-DUM, DE-DE-DUM-DE-DE-DUM, DE-DAA-DAAAAA
DUM-DE-DE-DUM, DE-DE-DUM-DE-DE-DUM, DE-DAA-DAA-DAA-DAA-DAAAA!
Well, I walk into the room
Passing out hundred dollar bills.
And it kills and it thrills like the horns on my Silverado grill.”
Both boys’ eyes go wide as they stare at the other. “Oh we gotta-“ Sam starts, before being cut off by Danny already flinging them into the flow of the dance.
“Hey, Sammy, you’re better at this than last time! You’re doing great!” Danny says after dancing for about two minutes.
“That was my plan all along, Daniel. Impress you with how good I am at dancing. Is it working?”
Danny snorts, “Yeah, baby, it’s working don’t worry.”
“Perfect.” He makes sure Danny is looking directly at him before continuing, “And don’t think I forgot about your comment you made that night we came here for the first time, Daniel.”
“Oh, don’t worry, I didn’t. I’m a man of my word, Sammy.”
“And the girls say
Save a horse, ride a cowboy.
Everybody says
Save a horse, ride a cowboy.”
Danny dips Sam before taking his (Danny’s) cowboy hat off Sams head and placing it onto his own with a wink.
Sam’s lips part in anticipation from the sudden shift in energy between them.
“Can we go?”
Danny’s brow furrows, worried that he did something wrong. “Right now? Are you ok?”
Sam blushes, “Yeah I just uh, am about to have a problem in my pants that is going to start being… really noticeable if we stay much longer.”
A smirk dances on Danny’s lips as he realizes what Sam meant by that. “Oh- yeah of course. I’ll let the others know that if they need a ride home, they better leave now. My place or yours?”
“Yours. Closer.”
“I see someone’s a bit impatient. Can’t handle the anticipation, can you, Sammy?”
“Shut up or I’m having you take me to my place, you can go back to yours, and I can fix the problem myself.”
“Hmmmmm you wouldn’t. Anyways,” Danny says as he begins making his way towards Josh and Austin, pulling Sam behind him. “C’mon.”
They reach Josh and Austin and Danny taps on his brother’s shoulder to pull his attention away from his partner. He has to almost yell over the music, “Hey, Sam and I are heading out right now, so if you want to stay, you’ll need another ride.”
Josh’s face is immediately painted with concern, “Alright, you guys ok?” His eyes sweep over Sam, noticing the way he was beginning to uncomfortably adjust his jeans. “Oh- never mind I see you guys are more than ok.” He says with a smirk.
Austin inserts himself into the conversation, “I can take Josh home if y’all are needin’ to split.”
“Sounds good, thanks. I’m gonna go let Jake know too.”
“You two have fun.” Josh says with a wink, before Danny turns and pulls Sam towards Jake and Sirena.
Once again, he taps his brother on the shoulder to get his attention. “Hey Jake, Sam and I are heading out. Josh is getting a ride with Austin, so either catch a ride with him or leave now with us.”
Just as his twin had done, he asks “Are you guys ok?”
“Yep, just tired.”
Jake looks towards Sam, also immediately knowing what was going on. “Uh huh, well, get some rest guys.”
“I can give you a ride home if you’d like, mon beau.”
Jake and Danny both smile at Sirena as Sam is too busy staring at his boyfriend in the cowboy hat to respond to her offer to Jake.
“Thanks, Sebastian.” Jake turns to Danny and Sam once more, “See you guys later, have fun and get some rest.”
“Thanks Jake, see ya.” Danny says before turning away, finally pulling Sam towards the exit. Once out the door, its Sam who’s now leading them, pulling Danny along so quickly that he has to speed walk to keep up.
“You’re very eager to get back to my place, I see.”
“Daniel. Shut the fuck up and unlock your car.”
He does so, and Sam practically flings the door open, throwing himself in the passenger seat before Danny can even fully open his door. He gets in and starts his car, turning the radio on to fill the silence in hopes that it would help ease Sam’s clear rush to get back to his place. Unfortunately, Danny’s phone automatically Bluetooth connects, and the song that had been up next in his queue starts playing loudly. The electronic intro snaps Sam out of his focused daze as Danny scrambles for his phone.
“I like the girls that do drugs (Drugs).
Girls with cigarettes in the back of the club (Club).
Girls that hate cops and buy guns (Guns).
Girls with no buns, girls that’s mean just for fun.
I like girls who make love, but I love girls who like to fuck.”
“SHIT- sorry uh that just automatically started-“ Danny stammers as he pauses the song.
“No, no, no. I’d like to hear the rest of this song, Daniel.” Sam says as he snatches Danny’s phone away from him. Danny lets out a defeated sigh, accepting the fact that he would never be able to wrestle it back from him, before putting the car in reverse to pull out of his parking space and start the short drive to his house. Sam hits play and a shit eating grin graces his face as he listens to the lyrics as the song continues.
“I like tall girls, small girls,
Girls with dicks,
Call girls.
Girls who get naked on the ‘Gram.
They say I’m too fuckin’ horny,
Wanna put me in a cage.
I’d probably fuck the hole in the wall
The guy before made.”
“Y’know, I have been mistaken for a tall girl a few times with my hair being as long as it is. And I do have a di-“
Danny cuts him off, “Shut up, shut up, I don’t wanna hear it.”
“I’m not judging you Daniel, it’s a good song. Just, not what I would expect you to listen to.” Sam finishes with a smirk.
Danny rolls his eyes at the other man playfully, attempting to keep an identical smirk off his face. “Yeah, yeah, whatever, Sammy.”
The chorus starts again, and Sam thinks for a moment before asking, “Daniel, have you ever done molly?” out of nowhere.
This causes a sudden laugh to escape Danny, who turns towards his boyfriend while questioning through giggles, “What?”
Sam shrugs in a show of innocence, “Just a question.”
“Uh huh,” Danny turns his attention back to the road, “You know I haven’t.”
“I like the girls who like to lie that they came,
Girls who fuck on the train.
Girls who got so much hair on they ass, it clogs the drain.”
Sam snorts, unable to contain his laughter as Danny begins shaking his head. “Whatever you’re about to say, I don’t wanna hear it.”
“I wasn’t going to say anything!” Sam replies through broken laughs.
Danny raises his eyebrows, glad that Sam was too distracted by the song to notice how red his face was, both from embarrassment that the song started playing, and from the anticipation of what would happen when they got back to his place. “Uh huh, right.”
The song ends, leaving them in brief silence before another song starts, a complete 180 from the previous one. Sam notices, the gradual guitar intro twisting his face into amused confusion.
“This is… different than the last one. It sounds familiar.”
Danny chuckles, “Uh yeah, I think this is my “Whiplash” playlist. And it’s the same artist and album as the first song we danced to.”
They sit in comfortable silence listening to the song as Danny quietly hums along. He reaches over and grabs Sam’s hand, interlocking his fingers with his own. He keeps his eyes on the road as he begins to sing along;
“But I must admit it, that I would marry you in an instant.
Damn your wife, I’d be your mistress just to have you around.”
Danny takes his eyes off the road to momentarily glance at Sam, only to be met with his lovesick gaze as he offers a slight squeeze to his hand. Danny returns it, smiling at him before looking back to the road as they turn into his neighborhood. Sam snaps back into his previous mindset, having been too distracted by the tender moment and lyrics Danny had sung to him, as he realizes they had arrived at Danny’s house. The charged energy that had been between them as they left the bar and during the first half of the drive returns suddenly, and both boys quickly get out of the car and make a beeline for the front door.
Once again, as soon as the door is closed and locked behind them, Danny’s hands immediately find their place on Sam’s sides, pulling him into a deep kiss. Danny makes a move to take his hat off before Sam breaks their kiss to stop him.
“Wait. Keep it on. Or at least- wear it while you ride.”
Danny raises his eyebrows, smiling wolfishly. “Whatever you want, baby.”
He takes it off momentarily to take his shirt off, replacing it on his head and reconnecting their lips. They make their way towards Danny’s room as they had many times before, having stripped most of their clothes by the time they reached his bed. Danny breaks away to grab the things they needed for prep in practiced motions, coming back to see that Sam had taken off the rest of his clothes and was waiting in already breathless anticipation while he was away. He pulls his briefs off swiftly and sets the Cowboy hat on the bedside table, quickly joining Sam on the bed, wasting no time as he begins to immediately bite and suck marks into his neck.
“So… I know… I know I’m always… oh fuck, baby-” Sam pants as Danny grinds down onto the other man, nipping at a part of his neck he knew was the most sensitive. He collects himself for a moment before continuing, his words broken from his huffs and heavy breaths. “I know I’m always the one that’s receiving... but oh my god- but I think we’ve done this… enough times that I think- I think I know what I’m doing.” Danny hums an agreement, his lips still attached to Sam’s neck. “But if I do anything… anything wrong or uncomfortable, please- please tell me.”
Danny kisses his way up to Sam’s face, giving him one final kiss on his lips before responding. “I will, I promise love.”
With this having eased all of Sam’s worries and concerns, he grins up at Danny before flipping their positions and finding a spot between his legs as he reaches for the lube. As he had seen Danny do many times before, he coats his fingers liberally before ducking his head down to the inside of his thighs, teasing him with nips and kisses as his middle finger circles Danny’s entrance.
He looks up at Danny through his lashes, making eye contact with him before asking, “Ready baby?”
He offers an eager “Mhm.” as his hips involuntarily grind down on Sam’s fingertip in anticipation.
Sam needs no other confirmation, before he presses his finger into Danny fully, relishing in the way his eyes screw shut in pleasure and his head falls back onto the pillow. He begins pumping his finger in and out in a steady pace, his lips finding the insides of Dannys thighs once more, both actions drawing a whine from him. Sam picks his pace up his pace causing Danny to groan, his hands fisting the sheets at his side.
“You ready for another, love?”
“Fuck- please yes, Sammy.”
Sam’s ring finger joins his middle on the next thrust in, the action followed by a breathy moan as Danny’s back arches off the bed. Sam savors each sound he makes and expression that passes across his face as he pumps and scissors his fingers in and out of the other man. Sam brings his lips to Danny’s stomach, peppering kisses across it as he brings his fingers together, curling them at the knuckles in hopes of finding the spot that Danny was so good at finding in Sam. After a few seconds, his attempts are fruitful as he feels Danny’s abdominal muscles flex as a string of curses and praise flood from his lips.
“OH SHIT- Fuck, Sammy baby, right there, keep going, FUCK, oh shit-“ Sam smiles against Danny’s stomach, continuing his movements inside Danny.
“Fuck- baby I’m so close- shit- I don’t- I don’t know how much longer I can last, love.” Danny groans.
“Want another or are you prepped enough?” Sam says against his stomach, his breath sending a shiver down Danny’s spine.
“I’m ready- I’m ready, baby.” Danny repeats. Sam removes his fingers, allowing Danny a second to catch his breath as he cleans off his hands and rips the condom wrapper open. As soon as he finishes putting it on, Danny pushes Sam down onto the bed, having grabbed the cowboy hat while Sam was distracted and replacing it on his head as he straddles him. Sam sits up, running his hands up Danny’s thighs, coming to a stop on his sides as he gazes up at the other man.
Sam checks in with Danny, “Still doing ok, love?”
Danny grins down at him, replying, “Couldn’t be more ok, Sammy.” before lining Sam up at his entrance and sinking down on his cock in one swift motion.
Both boys moan, their foreheads coming together as they pant, adjusting to the feeling of each other. Danny’s the first to move, bringing his hands to Sam’s shoulders as he lifts himself almost completely off of Sam, before bringing his body back down again. He continues his motions, quickening his pace as their breaths become erratic once more, interrupted by various moans and whines. Danny’s lips find Sam’s as he continues to ride him, their kisses messy and eager as they both head towards their climaxes. Sam’s right hand, still slightly slick with left over lube, moves to wrap around Danny’s cock, sliding up and down when he finds it. Danny moans into Sam’s mouth, biting down on his lower lip from the sudden added pleasure.
Despite the pain from the bite deliciously mixing with his pleasure, Sam tears his mouth away from Danny to gasp, “Fuck, baby I’m so close-“
Danny thrusts into Sam’s hand, changing his motions on Sam’s dick to grind against him, taking him deeper. “Cum for me baby. Fill me up.”
His words send Sam over the edge, his head falling forward as he moans, his left-hand gripping Danny’s hip with the other slightly squeezing Danny’s dick as he fills the condom inside him.
“Ah- shit-“ The added pressure sends Danny over the edge with him, his release coating Sam’s stomach as his nails dig into his shoulders.
They both ride their climaxes out, breathless as they come down from it. Danny lifts himself off of Sam, collapsing on his side next to the other man, his hat falling off his head and rolling onto the ground. Sam removes his condom, throwing it into the trash next to the bed and cleans his hand and stomach off with the still wet washcloth. He turns to Danny, still catching his breath as he lay on the bed and wipes the small amount of cum left leaking from the head of Danny’s dick off with the other side of the washcloth. Danny sucks in a sharp breath at the contact, overstimulated from his orgasm.
“Sorry love.” Sam says as he tosses the washcloth across the room in the direction of Danny’s laundry hamper before helping him under the covers, following suit soon after.
“S’ok. Thanks for handling the aftercare.”
Sam turns the bedside light off and leans down, kissing Danny’s forehead before pulling him close, wrapping his arms around his abdomen and tangling his legs with his own. “Of course, baby. You always take such good care of me after, it’s time I return that favor.”
Danny laughs lightly against Sam’s chest, already falling asleep from exhaustion as he nestles his face into the crook of Sam’s neck.
“Maybe I should do the riding more often.” He mumbles into Sam’s skin.
“I wouldn’t be opposed to that, Daniel.” Sam replies, quickly realizing his comment had fallen on deaf ears as Danny lightly snores, already asleep.
Sam buries his face in Danny’s hair, giving him one final gentle squeeze as he holds him, before joining his boyfriend in a deep, calm slumber.
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A/N: The bar that Bradley’s Honky Tonk is based off of is an actual bar in Nashville called Layla’s Honky Tonk, which I realized while writing this part that it is right across from Bridgestone Arena where Greta performed their first show of Starcatcher at.
All the songs mentioned, in chronological order:
Fancy- Reba McEntire
Cotton-Eye Joe- Rednex
Plastic Jesus- Tia Blake
Ophelia- The Lumineers
A Bank Robber’s Nursery Rhyme- Goodnight, Texas
Our Song- Taylor Swift
Save a Horse (Ride a Cowboy)- Big & Rich
Girls- The Dare
Cleopatra- The Lumineers
Thanks again for reading :)
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hi! just wanted to say that i love your blog!!
you actually changed a lot of my opinions on the Final Fifteen and how i had interpreted it before lmao
anyways- sorry that the fandom is pissing you off right now- that’s so valid actually. i love seeing aus and silly headcannons but some people just take things way too far- and if you get in too deep then you’ll forget what the show actually is…
but don’t stop creating!! i’m so happy you’re not planning on leaving 🙏 honestly having you and the others that recognize the insanity helps keep the rest of us sane too- it’s so refreshing seeing your opinions and things that i can agree with because it’s more true to the show :>
Hi! Thank you so much 🥰
This fandom changed a lot recently. I remember when S2 finished we were here creating posts how awesome every scene was, how much we love the characters, they love each other, finding clues, debating what could happen in S3. There was respect for the show, the creator, the actors, the story, and each other. We loved every single scene.
Now you post a compilation of Aziraphale’s heart eyes for Crowley, and a dickhead will add “he made Crowley his B****.” because nobody even remembers the show anymore, their brains are so rotten by fanom where there’s a need to reduce Crowley to nothing and humiliate him even though he did nothing to deserve the labels people are sticking on him, he’s literally the opposite of what the fandom says he is.
You will post “I think this might be the ending.” and you won’t see a debate with “Ohh maybe! Or maybe a little bit more like…” no, you will get “Obviouuuusly not because I AM right and THIS is what’s going to happen”.
You can’t post a funny idea because someone will go “Well OBVIOUSLY not because THIS idea is the only right one.”
You scroll randomly and the dash is filled with generally how Aziraphale is this badass who made Crowley his pet obsessed with him with zero respect for himself, who’s only purpose is running after Aziraphale and being pathetic for him, you will read how Aziraphale doesn’t think they’re an item or cares much really but he knows Crowley is obsessed with him, and you just have to block and leave because what the actual fuck.
What did people watch? Did we see the same show? The one where they’re shown loving each other, where Aziraphale was shown putting himself in trouble just so Crowley would come and rescue him, so they’d have an excuse to see each other and he was so cheerful when he did? Where he is flirty and so happy?
Where he spent whole season 2 looking at Crowley like at a picture and creating a BALL to dance with him, giving up his precious possession for him, so filled with love, meanwhile Crowley showed he cares for him and he will protect him because he loves him too, but he leaves the second Aziraphale pisses him off or doesn’t respect him, basically whole seasons showing they’re in love with each other which means they will do a lot for each other but there is always a line. Crowley is shown to be very independent and being anything but the ugly things people say about him.
Technically if so desperate to call one <list of those things> then they’d need to associate that with Az considering any show of love is <list of those things>. But somehow Crowley follows him once for a moment and gets labelled all the crap, how desperate/dependant/pathetic/slut etc he is, meanwhile Princess-save-me-and-I-will-give-out-my-possessions-for-you-and-try-to-make-you-swoon-with-a-ball-etc-Aziraphale doesn’t get labelled any of that crap and instead gets treated like some badass who owns Crowley. The actual fuck? Did they confuse which one is Az and which one is Crowley? Just so it is clear - I don’t think either deserve these things to be said about them. They’re in love! They’re flirting! They care for each other! That’s what it is, not… eh.
Suddenly Aziraphale isn’t a little flirt who wants to woo Crowley and loves him, wants to be rescued by him, coming up with things to make their love a little fantasy from the book, but still struggles with Heaven. He isn’t terrified of Crowley being destroyed. No, he is a badass who made Crowley his B**** and he will rule the world. Of course it’s meant sexually too, yikes. The fuck? The actual fuck? We are talking about Aziraphale heart eyes please save me Crowley? Aziraphale I’m making a ball so we can confess our love?
Suddenly Crowley isn’t independent, the serpent who introduced free will, strong in his beliefs who loves Aziraphale and hence protects him but walks out, out of respect for himself. No, he’s pathetic and will curl up and die without Aziraphale and just wants to be used and controlled by him. It’s all meant sexually too, yikes. What the fuck!? He’s strong and independent, hates to be controlled, and snaps and protects yet people make him nothing. He literally showed thorough the show and especially at the end that he would never be anybody’s “bitch”.
That’s literally Crowley’s WHOLE thing!
But everywhere it’s all just pathetic/wet/whore/slut/obsessed/bitch. Jesus Christ. Are any scenes bringing joy and heart eyes anymore, because it looks like everything was reduced to nothing. There’s no more “omg they love each other so much” “look at the heart eyes” “omg that’s so romantic” no it is all “obviously this means this one is a whore and this one is his owner” the fuck. “This means they’re fucking, this means this one is a slut, this means he’s a virgin, this means this one is experienced, this means this one is a Dom/Sub…” the fuck, the fuck, the actual fuck.
I need fucking lobotomy.
It’s sad what happened.
Shitting on Crowley and assassinating his character? Making Aziraphale who he isn’t? Totally cool! Posting things that actually associate with canon and don’t reduce characters to nothing or switch their personalities? Ew no.
At this point it is disregarding everything that happened in canon to “prove” something that’s obviously not true. Or latching onto one tiny thing and blowing it out of proportion to “prove” a point while ignoring the 100 things that proved otherwise. Or twisting things so hard it doesn’t even make sense. It’s frustrating.
It’s exhausting.
Sorry for the rant, anon. I used the excuse. I feel better and hope it will make a few others feel better better too 😂 I think I ranted enough that I won’t need to anymore.
Back to posting all the gorgeous stuff!
And creating!
Love ya 💕
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sk3tch404 · 2 years
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Yandere Norton Hcs
Content warnings: Constant gaslighting, social manipulation, death/it's all your fault thoughts abt reader, Norton fractures ur bones sometimes, and forced hair alteration
Important note: This is a two part commission that my client would like public! Y/n format, but they are upbeat and happy with friends and all. 5.5k words.
Yandere Joseph pt.2 (coming soon)
Norton
Didn't trust you at first
He's wary of everyone, but even after you had learned the horrifying truth of the manor, you had high spirits for everyone including yourself
Of course you were scared shitless just like every other newbie, but unlike him, you didn't shield yourself away from people
How envious he was of that natural click of yours
Introverted or not, you were still friendly and approachable when the atmosphere was right
His stoic stare and large build intimidated people. Great attributes for scaring off unwanted trouble back in his part of town, not so great for making potential friends in a never ending death game.
Even the nicest ones hesitated to talk to him from time to time
It's not like he wants everybody to be buddy buddy with him all the time. All Norton wants is something to ease his loneliness.
The only time where you could've interacted with him as a rookie was in matches
Sitting next to him, slightly panicking and asking him for tips, staying near him in the beginning of the game, etc.
"Don't wait at every pallet, but don't be scared to put one down if you need to. With some hunters, it's better to keep a decent distance."
Norton slightly felt like your teacher. It's funny in a way, but it's not as if he hasn't been a sort of mentor to newbies before. Everyone here as given tips and tricks to each other since the start of this wretched game.
But it felt much more different with you. You thanked and complimented him with a genuine smile on your face
No one here in this manor is sane nor is a morally good person. Only a select few are ethically innocent.
So why were you any different? Surely you were not one of those innocent few if your joyful facade hadn't cracked by now.
You must be a ticking time bomb that's been holding off for an insane period of time
Whatever the reason, it didn't matter. All that really stood out was your general kindness.
Scared of his tall stature you were, but within that anxiety, you had found a way to pass over his wall.
You had treated him like any other person. Sort of like a friend? A bit of friendly banter and failed small talk was attempted at times.
Though only silence was given in return, your failed communication was not in vain
Norton had wanted to say something back to you, but as hard as he tried, there was nothing to respond with. An unwanted lump in his throat prevented him from doing so.
The more you waved at him, glanced at him, played matches with him, supported him, saved him, paid attention to him...
The more and more it made him happy.
You were so pretty. So very nice. Too helpful. Too perfect.
He loved but hated you.
How can someone be so perfect? Someone like that can only be too good to be true. That's why he kept his distance and true feelings far away from you.
Even though you were only trying to be friendly, Norton thought you were trying to deceive him. Feeding him up on white lies and great treasures like happiness, only to pull all the shit back onto him.
It's only when you reassure him after a bad match is where all the pieces finally click together.
"I don't think you did anything wrong. If anything, instead of dwelling our mistakes, we should be focusing on our health. So, you okay?"
... How comforting of you. He questions you for the first time in forever why you would want to worry about other people and not yourself.
"Because, you're my teammate. Maybe not friends, but we got each other's backs when we need to."
Teammate
Yeah. Teammates.
Maybe not friends? Well, maybe you two could be better than that.
Close friends? Best friends?
Maybe even, lovers?
Norton's head went blank that moment
You had given him a comforting smile and announced your leave while reassuring him for any help he needs in the future
He was alone again. Not only did fear and regret accompany him now, but a strange new feeling grew beside him aswell.
Love. Maybe even, obsession? Yes
Ever since that day, every time you pass by, your figure becomes the magnet Norton is forcibly attracted to
He loves seeing you smile and laugh at stupid jokes that don't make sense. He loves your silence when your relaxed demeanor takes over.
There's no way your parents weren't popular for their looks. If not, how else would you be so beautiful? There may be other survivors here that are subjectively more attractive than you, but he doesn't care.
So what if that other person has a better eye shape? So what if that other person had a better silhouette? As long as he can look at you the way you are now, Norton does not give a damn.
Every feature and flaw is what makes you human. It's what makes you yourself! Every detail is worth noting for. He can prove it too! The writes in his diary all the time about your smile lines show in that one window lighting.
It's beautiful. Why would he even try to attempt to compare you to diamonds and precious ores when it'll all be futile? You'd just win too quickly.
Norton loves observing you. His intimidating appearance keeps people from confronting him about following you around from time to time.
"... I don't know what the hell you're talking about." Norton claimed, knowing full well that he was watching you from afar.
"I may not know the whole situation, but Campbell, you're acting really shady. I suggest you cut this act." They threatened.
Norton looks down on them, acting as if he was far above them, "Or else, what?" He takes a few slow steps forward and glares even harder, "Do your worst."
There is no way in hell they're defeating this 6'1 miner. They may have their courage and wits with them, but what will they do after their throat has been severely injured after being thrown across the room?
Oh right, nothing.
So that's why they stand down and retreat back to their rightful place. Not anywhere near you that is. Norton will make sure of it.
He hates it when other people talk to you. Even if it is the couple friends you've made here, he still gets incredibly envious.
An acidic churning breaks down every moral in his heart and stares daggers into those other people. Ah, it hurts so bad, yet you're still as happy as ever.
It's like you enjoy breaking his heart when your wrap your arms around their shoulders and say how much you missed them.
Don't you miss him? Don't you want to hold him? You said you'd be there when he needed help. You said you'd comfort him any time he'd be feeling blue.
You liar. Betraying him the second he turns his back. How dare you even think of looking him in the face again? With that dumb fucking happy go lucky facade yours.
You should just die like the rest of them. Making him work day and night only to get little to nothing in return. Just die die die die die die die die die die die
... Oh
Sorry
Norton didn't really mean that... He's so sorry, he loves you too much. His feelings for you just blow up and twist out of proportion when he gets jealous. His mood swings get the better of him.
They come and go so fast, he can hardly keep up
Even then, when he's not with you, all kinds of memories come flooding back to him, making things worse
When it gets bad, sometimes matches remind him of being in the mine. It all comes back to him at a light speed pace.
Manual labor. The smell of sweat running down his chest, infusing with his small wounds. The constant activity, no moment to rest, the thin frigid underground air...
The humidity of the Lakeside Village only worsens it sometimes. Long hot boring summers wrapped around his already exhausted body made it feel like he was in hell itself.
What did he do to deserve this?
He didn't do anything wrong, all he wants is just little money. After all, without it, the world stops spinning on it's axis and the ozone layer starts breaking further.
Maybe it's his punishment for being alive.
There isn't any reason he should be. All he was to his shit excuse of a father was another mouth to feed and an extra pair of hands to exploit.
Why was it so different now?
Well, maybe because you came along.
There have been many kind people he has met during his stay at the manor, but there hasn't been anyone quite as unique and human as you
You were talkative, yet you were laid back. You didn't treat anyone differently based on first impression. Everyone was a good friend once you talked to them, and you didn't doubt them one bit
Such a naive fool you are. Yet, that naivety granted you happiness with other people, even when they barely conversed back.
You were the best thing that has happened to him. All his life, it's been the same routine. Wake up, get ready for work, slave away at some rocks, eat, go back home, repeat.
Now that Norton has accepted the manor's invitation, it's been different, but it definitely still has been as lonely as ever.
If you never accepted that strange invitation, would he still be as miserable?
Probably even worse
That's why Norton devotes himself to every part of your being. Joy emanates from your presence and he just can't get enough of it.
He tries to talk to you, but he just can't find any good starters.
If he came up to you he would just end up standing in front of you doing nothing. You would think he was strange and you would probably avoid him from then on.
Unless you start complimenting him, or start rambling about random stuff, then this whole situation is a no brainer
Norton: ...
You: ... You need something Norton?
Norton: *A smile starts to creep up the corners of his mouth, but he turns his face away for a moment. God, the way you say his name makes him really happy*
You: Ohhhh haha, okay I get it. So uh, you liking the new essence? I think your outfit is basic but pretty cute. Too bad I didn't get anything.
Norton: *Blushing a bit* Yeah... It's unfair. Thanks though.
You: Oh don't go feeling bad for me! It's only a fancy costume anyway. Besides, I feel so much happier to see other people's designs.
His heart melts for you! Say his name one more time please. He's never felt so warm before.
He could just drop to his knees in front of you. He practically worships your entire existence. You're so much better than him, yet you're still so kind.
Norton definitely knows you're not all cookies, sunshine and rainbows, but he knows that you would never intentionally hurt someone just because you got a bit angry
"Ah, you're too good for me, but I want you more and more..."
Eventually, you were coming up to him and initiating conversations
At first, he couldn't even handle a conversation about his favorite food
But as time went on, he too was having long conversations with you. He doesn't have a lot of opinions as he doesn't care about anything other than things that benefit him personally, so he just lets you ramble.
You: You know, I hate it when people stand in front of pallets. Like, BRO MOVE I GOT SOMEWHERE TO GO AND YOU DO TOO IF THE HUNTER GETS ANY CLOSER!
Norton: I agree. It's very annoying. Not to name people, but there's a certain someone that likes to experiment in front of pallets...
You: Oh I know who you're talking about. Sweet person, but deadly to play with. I like their play style, but when they're at the same place I am at, I just can't help but PUSH em outta the way. It's you or me buddy!
Norton: As you should.
You: LMFAO RIGHT
The dramatics, passion, anger! It pleases him greatly that you have such an eccentric personality when you really get into the conversation.
He wishes you could share everything about yourself so he doesn't have to 'conveniently' be in the same room as you are when you talk to your little friends
You know, why do you have to talk to them when you can talk to him? You've already had a lot of conversations with him and seemed to enjoy all of them!
So stop hanging around them
"Y/n, I don't want to intrude on your personal business, but I think you should know that Tracy isn't as nice as she seems. She spends all her time in her room working on her mechanics. She barely even pays attention to you while you're speaking and just either waves you off or talks about herself. Don't you think that she's a bit self absorbed?"
Of course, none of that is true as Tracy is just passionate about her bots and tech.
But Norton says he isn't fond of her, so what do you do? You don't want to lose Norton.
You worked so hard to get through his cold walls, you can't lose it all now! He's so relaxing to talk to, and he's like a stress reliever when you aren't up for energy charged rants.
But, Tracy has been so good to you and she can spark up some really interesting intelligent conversations. She's not stupid or self absorbed at all, but you don't want to disagree with Norton too directly. What if he avoids you because he finds that you two just don't click anymore?
You stress over this, and he knows it. You want to please all your friends, but now that one doesn't like the other, how will you resolve this? Conflict might get ugly since it's these two, but ignoring this would make all the pressure weigh down on you.
He waits for a while, inputs more negative comments, and then he strikes
"Are you an idiot? She obviously doesn't care about you. If you still can't see that, then I don't know if you will be able to see what's coming next. I hope you do."
He's angry at you? Oh god he's mad at you.
These two would never have a civil conversation with each other. Tracy would be too focused on the fact that he thinks she's a self absorbed asshole, while Norton would just be insulting her further.
There's no way this is happening to you.
The anxiety pokes at you with no end. You're gonna have to lose one of them, but you don't know which one is gonna be more angry at you.
Norton definitely does not like seeing you this way, but he's doing what needs to be done. He comes to the room you've locked yourself in and knocks at your door.
"Y/n? I know these past few days have not been easy for you, and I know that I'm one of the reasons why you're scared. I understand if you want me to leave, but please, think about us."
You cave in and open your door for him. If you hadn't, he would probably would've been long gone by now (He wouldn't, he would just be genuinely upset and would try to guilt trip you further)
You slowly redact from other people and start to spend most of your time with Norton.
When your former friends try to talk to you again, wondering why they don't see you as often outside of matches, you tell them that you guys are still friends, it's just that you've just been really tired lately.
Other times, Norton speaks for you
"They don't want to be around you. That's all."
As much as you try to correct him, his stern downcast look upon you silences anything you had in mind
He apologizes and comforts you a bit after to reassure you
"Sorry Y/n, I didn't want them to be more mad at you than at me."
Since now that he's the only one you're around, Norton thinks that he can start putting moves on you
He doesn't have a good idea on courting, but he tries his best at dropping hints here and there
"Oh, I almost forgot, I got this for you. I remember you said you like this kind of thing. How did I get it? Oh just, did some exchanging with the baron is all. No no, take it. I got it just for you."
"Hey, look here for a second *smiles* You look nice today. Did you change your hairstyle? It really suits you."
"Lighten up a little. We got to flare gun the hunter at least once. It's my second favorite thing to do. My first is pallet stunning them with my magnets. Now go search for some guns!"
Sharing the things he likes, giving you things you like while risking a lot to get them, and noticing little changes about you?
Oh he's basic, but goooood
Tucking your hair behind your ear/adjusting your hair, having these subtle relaxed eyes and soft smile whenever you talk to him, giving you some of his special personal trinkets, etc.
GOD he acts SO CUTE UGH IT MAKES ME DIE INSIDE
Almost makes me forget he drove you to avoid your friends
Anyway the day he confesses to you, he leads you to his room and collects something from his drawer
He puts your hand in his and gives you his most prized material possession
Some small gems he found during his times in the mines. Not anything too valuable, but they definitely are pretty. He kept things that caught his eye. A couple of things that made the bad things in the world pause for a minute.
"We've been friends for some time now, and I think it's time to talk about some important things. The day I met you was the greatest day of my life. You've made me the happiest man on Earth, and I think it's time to repay you. If you could accept these gems, I would be even happier."
If you didn't get the hint, Norton would notice and try to explain in better detail
"These gems are special to me. I guess I could consider them apart of me. So, with that said, please take these gems. You've taken my heart by storm and I would love to stay apart of your life. Now and maybe forever. If there's anything I'm trying to say, I guess it would be that... I love you."
He could barely get out I love you
Norton didn't know how he did it, but he did. He didn't plan on confessing to you that moment, but it just felt so right. He couldn't miss this opportunity!
There's no way you could friendzone him. He gave you his special gems and poured his heart out to you. If you did, would that be too cruel?
Let's say you accept his feelings. Now THAT made him cry
His cries aren't quiet nor really loud, they just sound really painful
It's really a mix of whimpering and sad groaning.
After that moment, you two were more inseparable than ever
That also means Norton was also more possessive and infatuated with you
He isn't a big fan of PDA, but if he's feeling especially jealous, you'll feel a cold hand around your waist or behind your back just below your neck
If you can feel him touching you, you'll definitely feel his feelings from there
You're all his now. There's no need to look anywhere else than him.
Your tender kiss, your gentle enthusiastic hugs, your warm skin, your beautiful hair, your jointed knuckles, your firm chest, your fragile ribs, your soft concealed guts, your pumping heart...
It's all his isn't it?
Don't be with anyone else. Don't look at anyone else with that loving gaze. Don't like anyone else more than him. Don't think of anyone else other than him.
Don't die with anyone else other than him.
Norton loves you so so much. He wants you to use him for your own benefit. He wants to keep you somewhere else for himself. You'd look so pretty blindfolded you know?
Ah, but if only things were perfect
Even after he given his everything to you, you still seek out those other people that only bring you trouble when he's not there.
Don't you know not to hang with the wrong crowd?
"Dear, why must you go and see others?"
He'll give you his sob story about the mines and his scarring
And of course, you console him
Hold him in your arms and maybe even mutter some loving words
He loves loves lovessss it when you compliment him
You think is hair is good? It's even better than yours?
He's super flustered! No no don't say that!
Norton: Oh no, Y/n don't say that! Your hair is absolutely fantastic! I could never be as lovely as you.
You: Oh don't lie to yourself. Let's face it, YOUR HAIR IS FREAKING AMAZING. Mine is kinda dead tbh.
Norton: T-Thank you, but please believe me when I say you're most beautiful thing I've ever set my eyes on. Even if your hair is unhealthy(?)
You: Norton dear, you're literally red in the face. Please just take the compliment, you're gonna overheat again.
Norton: k...
Acts like a little girl who just talked to her first crush
Even though you two have been besties and lovers for some time now.
And everybody knows.
OKAY TIME TO MOVE ON FROM RANDOM HCS TO OBEDIENT VS DISOBEDIENT
Being an obedient darling pleases Norton greatly
You don't talk to anyone else without Norton there, you treat him like a friend and a lover, you give him hello kisses, you accept his clingy-ness, you don't mind his cold behavior at times (Even though that's just him being shy most of the time), and most importantly,
You love him the most!
And you still continue to cuddle him even when he says weirdly creepy but sweet things like,
"Close your eyes love. You look so pretty sleeping."
"You're so warm. I'd freeze to death without you."
"Ah, I can feel your blood pumping. It's so nice..."
He mutters a lot of these and tries to laugh it off sometimes. Other times he shushes you.
"What did I say? Oh, nothing dear. Just go to sleep."
After long enough, Norton will slowly let you go talk to other people again. He trusts you way more than others now, so he doesn't mind if you rekindle some relationships.
Most guys are off limits though. He doesn't care if you like women too, he just gets more jealous of guys.
People like Ganji and Victor are on his checklist.
Luca is kinda shaky, but he knows that Luca is too in love with his inventions rather than people
Guys like William are off the table. You're gonna have so much more fun with him. He's joyful at times and can be very outgoing.
He'll reel you in like a curious fish. Norton can't let that happen.
You're gonna like William so much more than him. It's better off to cut off that possibility quickly.
"William? No. Don't speak to him. He may look nice, but trust me, all he cares about is his athletic ability."
No Aesop for you. You know why.
"... Haha good one Y/n. Now, don't make those sort of jokes again."
He knows that Naib doesn't really mind or care about you, so you can try I guess? At least he won't be totally mean to you.
"You might cry later, but you can try."
Treats it as a joke (C'mon guys Norton actually has a sense of humor)
Though if there is the small chance that he is actually mean to you, they're fighting
Lots of cussing and, "I'll fuck you up!" and "Try to!"
Yeah not fun
Now if you're disobedient, Norton will not hesitate to pull you aside.
"What do you think you're doing?"
You try to explain that you're a human being and need social interaction with people OTHER than him. You make sure to tell him that you still like him, it's just that he's being too suffocating.
Sorry you couldn't find a nicer but more honest way of saying it.
"Me? Suffocating? I'm not- I don't think... I've only just been trying to protect you! You don't know how the people here really are."
You try to rebuttal his claim by saying that, "I may not know everyone's true colors, but I'd like to give some of them a chance! That's how you make friends dude. I didn't have to talk to you, but I did."
Damn. That really stung him. Norton had friendly relationships with others here before, but he's never had a best friend.
You've made so many witty jokes and had so many honest conversations no matter the topic.
Truly, he had nothing nice to say. He couldn't have. All he could do was give you that freezing cold downwards glare.
"... Okay. Be that way."
You had forgotten how uninviting he could be. You had taken his kindness for granted. Were you back at square one?
"So, are we breaking up or what?"
Breaking up?! Whoever said that?
Well, you did
Give me space on my own terms = I hate you, to Norton
Just an important note, all the manipulation he's been doing, believe or not, is not because he likes it. He's doing it BECAUSE OF YOU. He knows what he's doing at times, but other times, it's just his emotions fueling what he does.
You: I never said we were breaking up!
Norton: Then why are you avoiding me? You should just say it to me clearly already.
You: I'm telling you, I'm not avoiding you! I just said that-
Norton: If you didn't want this, then you should've told me. Leading me on, it's so typical of someone like you.
You: Someone like me?! Someone who gave your- your sorry ASS some sympa-
Finish that sentence and you're dying
Fortunately you don't
Once he gets close, you start to realize. He's way bigger and stronger than you. Even if you two matched in height, you couldn't have even started to compare to his strength.
If he could push through years of mining labor his whole life, he could push through anything if he really needed to.
His mind and body have the grit to get through death inducing amounts of physical work. If he could, he would just crush you in the palm of his hands if he wanted to.
Besides, even if you did want to finish insulting him, where else would you run? You're stuck his bedroom and this manor. It's not like you could take refuge anywhere if you somehow dodge him.
Not like it's impossible, but it's not likely
You might wanna start apologizing or try to butter him up by pointing out your 'mistakes'
You: I- I'm sorry. I didn't mean that. You're not pitiful, and I talked to you because I liked you. I understand that- that I got too friendly with other people. You're my boyfriend, and we should have certain boundaries with other people because of that.
Norton's a puppy that just got re-adopted
So you do acknowledge your wrong doings
Norton: It's okay dear. You were just in the heat in the moment, and so was I. Now then, let's talk about those boundaries hm?
Crisis averted. Mostly.
Now that you two officially talked it out, now you HAVE to only talk to people with his permission.
And he wants you to visit him often. When he says often, he means at least 5 days out of the 7 day week.
You laid down some ground rules on his side too, but it was mostly about you being with him 24/7.
He now has to stop holding you every hour or so. Norton wasn't a fan of that at first, but he's gotten used to waiting. Not looking at the clock every minute or so was difficult, but he got through it.
He also has got to stop showing up at your door late at night. You love the guy, but is it getting annoying seeing this midnight sappy wreck.
Norton: But, Y/n, I miss you so much. Every night, we're separated into different areas of the manor and I can't take it.
Y/n: ... Norton, we see each other in the morning every day.
Norton: That's eight hours without you!
Y/n: Exactly.
Norton: Can't we just move in together?
Y/n: We're dorm mates, not roommates. Love you though :)
Be good after all this, and he won't punish you.
If you break them again, then it looks like he'll have to call you in for another 'talk'
Of course you didn't learn from your mistakes. Why would you? After all, Norton is all brawns and no brains.
"You liar."
Betrayed his trust not once, but twice. At this point, Norton is sure you're just messing with him because you know you can.
Things are gonna have to get physical. Maybe even a bit painful.
Takes your wrist and holds it highly. Making sure you don't escape from his unyielding grasp.
"I've been being so nice and gentle with you after all this time. I've been holding out on my feelings because I didn't want to hurt you. But now, you've made me very upset dear."
You try to shake him off, but he seems too upset to notice how tight his grip was getting.
Body language is how you read Norton. If he's relaxed, he usually stands tall and crosses his arms in a cool fashion. If he's happy, he'll have his hands at his side and he'll be at good attention.
If he's sad, he won't even be outside of his room available for any sort of analyzing.
If he's mad, boy does everything from his tone to the way he sits changes. His glare isn't the usual pissed off look, it's totally blank.
When Norton is really upset, he doesn't feel a single bit of empathy or pity for anything or anyone. He's too focused on how he's gonna throw their body out.
Of course, he'd never throw you out!
He slouches over to your height and makes sure you can't squeeze out of the small space you're in.
He has this unstable look in his eyes. Like he'll snap at any moment if you say or do the wrong thing.
"So, how do you want to apologize? With your mind, or body?"
No more nice Norton for you. From now on it's all take and no give.
With your mind, he'll break it. Telling you all sorts of cruel things whole you reside crying in his lap.
"No one would want you like I do. Everyone only thinks of you as a dumb gullible doormat."
"You take and take, but never consider to give. You're so selfish. No wonder people don't want to be around you."
"You're so fucking cruel. You're a bad, bad person, and you know that."
"The only reason you only want to be friends with others so badly is because you're lonely. Even though you know they're going to leave you at some point, you still choose to chase after them. Yet you leave me to rot."
With your body, he'll fracture/sprain a bone or two. Maybe he'll even give you a trim. Maybe then you'll know who you belong to then.
Aw don't cry baby. It's your fault for lying to him.
Injuring you: Oh, sorry babe. I just had to show you how you were making me feel. I'd do worse, but I don't want to break you... Ah, don't hide your lovely little face, I need to see your sympathy for me.
Trimming your hair: "See? You look so pretty again. Unlike your old cheating reckless self, my work has made you whole again... Oh, you don't like it? What an ungrateful brat you are. Why, I think I'm being perfectly nice right now. You wouldn't like what I else I could do to you.
He keeps you in his room from then on. Norton isn't forcing you to, it's just that you know better now.
It's better to avoid punishment by coming back to him at the end of the night.
"See how good I treat you when we play nice? It feels so much better to receive my affection than to receive a fractured shoulder hm?"
Play by the rules and Norton will be a good lover
Resist and he'll have to show his true colors
He hates it when people uncover their honest ill intentions. Especially when he has to break down that cold dream boy persona you loved just because you couldn't listen.
Maybe he'll take something else of yours the next time you disobey.
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stormyoceans · 17 days
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top5 puentalay kisses/hugs?
im pretty late with this but i would never pass up a chance to be annoying about vice versa so here we go!!!!!!! (also im not sure if i was supposed to pick only one of the two but again I SIMPLY CANNOT PASS UP A CHANCE TO BE ANNOYING ABOUT VICE VERSA IM SORRY)
TOP 5 PUENTALAY KISSES
1. greyllery kiss in episode 8. this is their first mutual kiss after two one-sided kisses, three almost kisses, three cheek kisses, and one forehead kiss. not to mention the hugs, the cuddles, the promises, the sleeping in the same bed, the taking a bath together, and i could go on but imma stop here before i get involuntary committed. we waited so long for this kiss and when it finally happened it was everything we could have ever asked for and MORE: the confession, the music, the parallels with the glasshouse kiss, the fact that it happens when the lights are out because they love each other for who they really are and not for the body they inhabit, puen's single tear......IT'S PERFECT.
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2. glasshouse kiss in episode 4. i know having a one-sided kiss for second place doesn't seem fair but in my defense this kiss makes me go through such a plethora of human emotions that i feel like i need to go lay in the dirt for several hours to climb down from the sheer manic unhinged rabid energies that got me going on. y’all must be tired of hearing me say the same things over and over again about this kiss but. the build up!!!!!! the emotions!!!!!! the music!!!!!! IM NOT EVEN KIDDING WHEN I TELL YOU THIS KISS IS MY ROMAN EMPIRE.
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3. beach kiss in our skyy episode 2. our skyy may have given us only one kiss but WHAT A KISS IT WAS. it feels like a sum of all their previous ones, the cycle closing with a recollection of the past and a promise for the future, as the kiss itself lets us know that no matter what's gonna happen from that moment on, they will always love each other like the very first day. and if the reminder of the drunk kiss in episode 2 wasn’t enough to drive this point across, the song they used during this scene is the same as the one they played during the greyllery kiss, which you know. [FEMALE HYSTERIA]   
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4. foggy glasses kiss in episode 12. honestly can't think of any other scene in television history that was able to so perfectly portray a fictional character being left breathless, lightheaded, and weak at the knees by a kiss. the way puen is holding talay's head with BOTH OF HIS HANDS to keep talay in place which barely gives talay any time to take a breath...... the way they're so close and entangled in each other that you can barely tell where one starts and the other ends...........this kiss literally be turning both me and talay into the 🥴 emoji every single time.
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5. reunion kiss in episode 11. it was a tough choice between this one and the bathtub kiss in episode 10, but in the end i had to go with their first kiss in their real bodies, not just because of this, but because there's so much love and comfort and reassurance packed in it. this kiss is the meeting of two souls who have missed and found each other again. it's the promise of being together for the rest of their life AND I FEEL SO NORMAL ABOUT IT IT’S HONESTLY INSANE HOW NORMAL AND HINGED AND SANE AND FINE I FEEL ABOUT IT.
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TOP 5 PUENTALAY HUGS
1. reunion hug in episode 11. LITERALLY THEE SINGLE MOST SCENE EVER IN THE HISTORY OF TELEVISION IT CHANGED THE TRAJECTORY OF MY LIFE THE FOUNDATION OF MY PERSONHOOD AND THE CHEMICAL MAKE UP OF MY BRAIN. puen says "you must be very tired. from now on, things will be okay," and that's exactly the feeling this hug conveys: everything will be fine, you're home now.
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2. comfort hug in episode 6. my grasp on the english language is too limited to even attempt to put into words what this hug did to me the first time i've watched it. it made me mentally deranged in ways so profound they will only become apparent years down the line. to this day there are people out there wondering why talay even likes puen and the urge to shove this scene under their nose is immeasurable. FIND YOURSELF A PARTNER WHO WILL LISTEN TO YOUR FEARS, GIVE YOU COMFORT, AND HUG YOU THROUGH THE NIGHT TO MAKE YOU FEEL SAFE!!!!!!! (@GOD ME WHEN)
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3. reconciliation hug in episode 7. I NEEDED THIS HUG JUST AS MUCH AS PUEN DID TBH. talay initiating any kind of physical affection always feels incredibly special and precious, and it is so much more here because this is him finally realizing that puen's feelings are sincere. this hug is the turning point of their relationship as talay implicitly accepts puen's love and confesses his own. it’s just so emotionally satisfying [SOBS]
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4. back hug in episode 12 and in our skyy episode 1. LOOK I KNOW IM CHEATING BUT. THE DOMESTICITY THE COMFORT THE TENDERNESS THE AFFECTION THE ADORATION THE SOFTNESS THE WARMTH THE PARALLELISM THE ROMANTICISM THE SOULMATISM THE TRUE LOVISM OF IT ALL. YEARS LATER THEY'RE STILL THE SAME.
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5. hourglass hug in episode 12. the hourglass with the sand that doesn’t fall!!!!!!! i don't want time to go by without you!!!!!!! from this moment on it's you and me!!!!!!! ‘city’ playing in the background!!!!!!! the moon watching over them!!!!!!! WAILING WEEPING HOWLING SCREECHING CRYING SOBBING SCREAMING--
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Welcome to Absolute Zero Day aka Yes, I'm still watching this show Day aka I'm dead inside Wednesday.
I am well aware that no ones cares anymore but sharing this is helping me keep my sanity through the show.
Here we go again…
FYI we are with the kids now.
One of them is telling the other one what will happen if they keep seeing each other. Really doesn't matter which one at this point. Just pick one.
One of them starts crying, now the other. Now they're hugging each other and crying.
I can't stand the music or the heartbeat sound anymore. I know it's suppose to elicit some kinda emotion on me but nope. I'm dead inside.
Now one of the adults is crying, if you guessed Soon you were correct. yawn Now we get to be reminded about Adult soon and young Ongsa. Yey.
More crying.
OK. Stop. I need to say this. The episode is at 18 min. But really 16 minutes because of the previous and the credits. Of those more than 6 minutes were crying. 6 MINUTES OF CRYING IN 16 MINUTES OF EPISODE. This might be some kind of record. (and yes I timed it because I knew it was coming and I might as well do something)
But wait... that's not all...
Cause there was not enough real time crying, let's have a flashback to the crying we saw not 10 minutes ago. Dead inside.
This is what? the 3rd time I'm watching Ongsa watching Love of Siam?? if they removed half the crying from this show I could've watched all these movies. if I stopped watching the show right now I could watch anything else.
Who the hell is grandpa? How does he know all this? And can he please tell us???
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Well with only 2 more episodes left, I should hope so.
The letter still exists. I'm ignoring the paradox. I've abandoned all hope that this will ever make any sense. And we're back at the cinema and now with adult Ongsa.
Adult Ongsa is now crying.
So Adult Ongsa is just gonna ask everybody is they know a person named Suansoon? (if you're curious the answer is no) So now in this present, and by present I mean where we started this wonderful journey, 2018, they are not together.
Oh the amazing butterfly is back. Great. And next week they'll meet as adults. I can't wait.
(I just wanna say to whoever abandoned this ship early, like @lurkingshan and @bengiyo and I'm sure many others, you have my admiration and respect and I wish I was half as sane as you)
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Of Love And War || B.P
Pairing : Bloody Painter// Helen Otis X Reader Genre : Angst, fluff, yandere (also x hogwarts) Summary : Helen had always been in love with yoou. What will he do when he has to choose between the dark arts and you? Wordcount:7k Triggers: uhh, people die, Helen’s obv crazy,, Harry Potter spoilers I think that’s it, oh also reader isn’t entirely sane either
[ A/N: It took a while, but it’s finally here. : ) ]
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Hogwarts, 1st year
" Hi, I'm Y/N L/N. I see you haven't got a project partner yet. Wanna partner up? " 
Helen glanced up from his desk as he's approached. He's aware of who you are. You're nice, a stereotypical Hufflepuff. The only thing that sets you apart from your housemates is that you've actually got a bite to your bark when provoked. 
This makes you quite popular amongst your housemates. 
" Why? Did your friends ditch you? " Helen snaps back rudely. 
His housemate, Theodore Nott, snorts. Helen doesn't get why he's listening in, but as long as Nott won't bother him, he doesn't care. 
" They partnered up with each other. If you don't want to be partners, that's fine, I'll just find someone else. " You shrug, seemingly unbothered by his rude attitude. 
You turn around to walk off, but before you can take a step, Helen suddenly finds his own hand clasped loosely around your wrist. 
" No, I need a partner too anyway, when can we meet? "
-
" Hey Otis! " Draco Malfoy calls out into the commonroom as soon as Helen enters. 
Helen sighs, not in the mood for Malfoy's bullshit. 
" Yes? " 
" So, L/N, huh? I didn't estimate you to be that low. She's a muggle born, is she not? " He scoffs, a disgusted look on his face. 
Helen barely glances his way. 
" I'm surprised to know that you manage to find time to butt into my business, Malfoy. If I were you, I'd study more for Charms. Your last grades were rather, embarrassing... Were they not? " 
Draco's eyes widen. No one's ever spoken to him like that before, but then again, he's never bothered to cross paths with Helen before. 
-
Hogwarts, Year 2
" Y/N, what are you doing here? " Helen whispers harshly as he spots his best and only friend. 
" What? Oh, hi Helen. I was looking for a good book to read. Why, is something wrong? " You ask him. 
" There's a monster loose who's out for muggle borns and you're casually hanging out by yourself. Don't do that. " He crosses his arms as he stands beside you. 
" Don't worry. I'll be okay. Besides, it's broad daylight-"
" I doubt the monster would care. Do me a favor, just stick around me. "
Your big eyes look up at Helen's words, before your lips turn up into a teasing smirk. 
" Awe, do you actually care about me? " 
He raises a brow at you. 
" Of course I do. You're the only person who's... I don't know, durable, I guess. " He shrugs. 
" I find you durable too. "
-
Hogwarts, Year 3
" Helen? " 
Said male woke up at the sound of his name being called. 
" Huh, what is it Y/N? " He grumbles. 
All of the students have been gathered in the great hall, the reason for it being Sirius Black on the loose. 
" Can I sleep beside you? " You ask him, no further explanation said. 
He slightly opens his eyes, glancing at you. Once he realizes you're most probably scared, he nods. 
" Yeah, whatever. "
And so you take the sleepingbag beside him. He's surprised you don't immediately quack his head off like you usually do, instead, you get into a comfortable position, and close your eyes. 
Helen can't help himself. He keeps looking at you for a while. He never really realized, but you really are gorgeous. 
It doesn't take long before you've drifted off. 
Neither of you mention it when you wake up cuddled into each other. 
-
Hogwarts, Year 4
" Helen, look at how cute this creature is! " You yell as you thrust the book of magical creatures you're looking at in his face. 
Helen blinks, needing a few minutes to be able to read what's on the page. 
" Bowtruckles? Really? They're not cute, they're pests. " 
You blink. 
" You say that as if you've seen them before. " 
" Because I have. They live in the trees behind the mansion I live in. " Helen says unimpressed, pushing your book aside to go back to reading his homework. 
" Wait so you have?-"
" Yes I have, no I will not show you. Also stop blabbering, and focus on your homework for once. " He says, smiling wryly at the end. 
He takes your book gently, closing it and setting it aside. Once it's placed on the table, he places a hand behind your head, suddenly pulling you close. 
" Study. " He says, his voice giving you shivers before he pulls away again. 
You blush faintly as he pulls away. 
Had Helen always been that attractive? 
-
" I dare you to swap wands with Y/N for a whole day. " Lui grins evilly.
You cough, before choking and eventually breathing again.
" What? That's not fair. My wand is the biggest traitor in the world, it works for almost everyone. Helen's is more loyal than,, I don't even know. That's how loyal it is." You complain.
Helen grins, holding his wand out to you. You huff and roll your eyes, before holding in out your own as well.
" Please don't listen to him." You whisper to your wand as you hand it to him.
Helen snorts, taking yours as you take his.
About twenty minutes later, you're in your defense against th dark arts class, and you feel sweat break out as you're stood on a dueling table, a classmate of yours stood opposite you.
You swallow, glancing down at Helen's wand which you're holding.
Time to test his wands' loyalty.
Your classmate opens her mouth, ready to fire a spell at you, but although nervous, you don't back down.
" Expelliarmus!" You shout.
To your ( and your friends') surprise, your classmate's wand flies out of their fingers.
" Well done Y/N, well done!" Your substitute teacher calls out with a proud grin.
You and Helen blink owlishly at one another.
-
Hogwarts, Year 5
" I think I'm going to join the Inquisitorial Squad. " Helen suddenly says as the two of you are chilling near the Black Lake. 
" What? Why? " You ask him. 
He shrugs. 
" For the extra credit. "
" You don't even need that though, you're top of the class. " You point out as you lay down in the grass. 
Helen glances at you for a moment, before scooting closer to you, pulling you into his embrace. 
" Promise me you won't engage in any stupid activities. "
-
" Bombarda Maxima. " 
Draco seemed smug when he pulls Cho Chang in front of the broken down wall. 
Helen felt anything but as his eyes connected with yours. 
Why didn't you listen to him? 
-
Helen and you barely spoke after he caught you being part of Dumbledore's Army. That doesn't mean he actually let you out of his sight though. 
​​​​​" I caught these two trying to help the Weasley girl! " Draco exclaimed proudly as he walked into Umbridge's office, holding who he recognized to be Neville Longbottom and you. 
His cold eyes never left yours the moment you entered the room. 
He had originally been called to fetch veritaserum so Umbridge could question Harry Potter. 
" I'm afraid you used the last of it already, professor. " He tells Umbridge, though he keeps his eyes on you. 
Umbridge opens her mouth, ready to tell him to go fetch Snape, but he's already towering over Draco before a word can leave her mouth. 
" Hand her over to me. " 
Draco doesn't think twice before pushing you into Helen's arms. 
" I thought I told you to stay out of trouble. " He whispers harshly to you. 
" Yeah, well, that's pretty hard when she's headmaster. " You bite back. 
" Shut it, you'll only get into more trouble. " He hisses. 
​​​​​​Meanwhile, Snape has dropped by, Harry said something sketchy to him and now Hermoine's yelling something about a secret weapon. 
Moments later, the golden three are out of the room, along with Umbridge. 
" Well then-"
" Do with them whatever you like. I'll have a good talk with her. " Helen says before Draco can even finish his sentence. 
Next thing you know is that he's roughly pulling you out of the room and into the hallway. 
" Hey! No need to be so rough! -"
" If you don't want me to be so rough, fucking listen to me! " He yells suddenly, slamming you into the wall. 
You blink, fear slowly seeping into you. He's never been rough with you. Nor have you ever seen him mad before. 
When he finally catches up to your reaction, he slowly lets go of the shoulder he's had pressed against the wall. 
" Look, sorry, but-"
" I'm not someone you can boss around Helen, you should know that by now. " You tell him carefully. 
" Boss around?! The only reason I'm bossing you around is because you easily manage to get into trouble- Which I in turn hate, because Umbridge is a major bitch. " He bursts out suddenly, running a hand through his hair. 
He turns to look at you, his crystal blue eyes boring into yours with an unusual amount of emotion and affection. 
He carefully steps closer to you, and when you don't step away, he cups your face with both of his hands. 
" I'm in love with you, Y/N. " 
Your eyes widen at his confession. Yes, you most definitely have a crush on him too, but love? 
You carefully place your hands on his sides. 
" Helen, I like you too. " 
He doesn't need to hear anymore as he connects your lips together. He gives you a soft peck, never having kissed anyone before. 
He's your first kiss as well, but you're less shy. You move one of the hands on his sides to cup his face, pulling him back to you. 
You might not know what the future holds for you, but you believe you'll be okay in the battle against he-who-musn't-be-named with him by your side. 
-
Malfoy Manor, summer before 6th year
Helen's monotone expression remains the same as he comes face to face with the dark lord himself. 
" Ah, Helen it is? I believe you'll be a great addition to my army. I trust you accept? " The dark lord speaks to him. 
Helen doesn't need to look at his parents to know that this is what they want him to do. 
" Of course. " He answers, voice holding no tone of flattery. 
" Good, good, just the answer I hoped. You see, I've set a mission for your friend, Draco. I, however, believe it's best if you help. " The dark lord tells him. 
Helen nods, shortly glancing at Draco who's seemingly trying his best not to quiver. 
-
Your eyes widen as you look at the letter your friend Hermoine send you. 
Dear Y/N, 
Hi, Hermoine here. I was out with Ron and Harry the other day when I saw Malfoy and Otis acting suspicious by Borgin and Burks. I know we're not close, but I thought that Malfoy and Otis weren't either. Just giving you a heads up in case he's now on you-know-who's side. 
Can't wait to see you in school! 
Hermoine Granger
Did Helen really join him? 
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Hogwarts, Year 6
So far, things have been relatively grim between you and Helen. The two of you talk, as you always do, but sometimes he randomly runs off with Malfoy, sometimes for hours on end, without any explanation. 
" What's going on with you and Malfoy? " 
Helen looks up as he hears you ask the question he dreads to answer. 
" Nothing. We don't talk all that often, why? " 
" 'You don't talk that often? ' He literally came to pick you up from our study date yesterday. " You raise a brow. 
He sighs, but doesn't say anything otherwise. 
" Look, I know you're hiding something. I also feel like it's got something to do with you-know-who being back. I need you to tell me Helen, are we together in the war that will no doubt be coming, or not? " 
He remains silent, confirming your fears. 
" Okay. I guess I'll see you arou-"
He's pulling you right back down beside him before you can finish your sentence and properly get up from the grass. 
" You're right. I'm afraid we won't be on the same team when it comes to the war Y/N." He sighs, his eyes turning sad. 
You haven't seen him so emotional since last year, when he confessed his feelings for you. Now, he's got a tight grip on your hand. He's avoiding eye contact, but his deep blue eyes look sad whilst he's looking out on the black lake. You know what it means; he's worried about something. 
" This summer wasn't like any other. Malfoy and I were approached by the Dark Lord to join his side. We know better than to say no. Now we've been charged a mission. I won't burden you with what.... " He explains. 
You look at your boyfriend, shocked by what he's telling you. 
" Just, please tell me, are you asked to kill someone? " You ask, taking the hand he's holding into both of your own. 
In return, he pulls you into his side, wrapping the arm you were holding around you as he replaces it with his free hand in your own. 
" Yes. "
-
" I once knew a boy, he was quite like you you see, he made all the wrong choices-"
" Get it over with Malfoy. " Helen hisses, stepping out from where he was hidden in the shadows. 
" Otis?-"
" I don't need a peptalk. I'm morally much worse than you know. " He says. 
Dumbledore could tell he was right. Helen's eyes were dark, filled with some kind of unexplained rage. Like he's been carrying around anger for a very long time. 
In a quick attempt to keep Helen from doing what Dumbledore has asked Severus to do, he tries to get through to him. 
" What would miss L/N think, Helen? "
" She'll never know. " He says, slipping his wand out of his pocket. 
Just as Dumbledore hoped, the sound of more people arriving catches their attention. 
" There's others? How? "
" The vanishing cabinet in the room of requirement. It has a twin. "
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The Burrow, summer after 6th year
" What was the first thing I said to you when Helen became our housemate?! " Link yells as he points his wand at you and his own twin brother Ben. 
Ben is quick to react, pulling his own wand out and pointing it back at his twin while he pulls you protectively behind his form. 
" What the hell is this about Link-"
" Answer me! "
" That he looks like a damn angel and smells like flowers! " Ben yells frustrated. 
You pop your head out from behind his back. 
" I mean, I agree- but,, what? " 
Link grins, lowering his wand. 
" We have to check everyone this way, they knew we were coming. " Link says, stepping inside of the burrow, letting you and Ben in as well. 
Today, the trace has finally faded on Harry, and because of that, you, Ben, Link and Lui were helping with bringing him to the Burrow, the Weasleys' household. You had been paired up with Ben (with you morphing into Harry, thanks to the Polyjuice potion. Now, you're thankfully back in your own skin.) Everyone is also staying at least until the wedding of Ron's brother Billy and Fleur. 
" George! Are you okay? " You ask as you see him nearly passed out on the couch, his twin by his side as always. 
" Oh, yeah, feeling kinda holy, don't worry.-"
" Y/N! Thank Merlin you made it! " Hermoine calls suddenly, running to you to give you a big hug. 
" Hermoine! You too." You smile as you return the hug. 
It thankfully doesn't take long until the rest arrives. 
" Mad eye's dead. Mundunges fled as soon as he saw the first death eater appear. " Billy says, bringing an uncomfortable silence with him. 
-
You smile sadly at the couple who're dancing. You're happy for them, truly, but you're also sad, as they remind you of what (or rather who) you're missing. 
" Pitty party for one I see, mind if I join? " 
You look up from where you seated to see Link standing there. 
You snort. 
" Sure, sit down. "
" Kind of sad that they're having a wedding right now." You say as soon as he sat down. 
" You think so? " He asks in return. 
" Yeah, you don't? " 
" I think it's rather cute that they choose to die married, kind of. " 
" I mean, I guess you could see it like that too. Never expected you to be a 'till death do us part' kind of guy. " You tease. 
Understandably so too, Link had always been a player for as long as you knew him. 
" What can I say, I suppose I'm full of surprises. " 
A comfortable silence settled between the two of you after that for a moment, until he spoke the words you dreaded to hear. 
" You know, I saw him. " Link started carefully, looking at your face. 
" When we escorted Harry here. He didn't shoot a spell at me, but I can't read him. He didn't exactly seem to be there against his will either-"
" He was forced Link, just like everyone else in that wretched army. "
" I know, but still. You should be careful.... I think there's a chance- DUCK! " Link cut himself off as he threw himself on you, pulling the both of you down. 
Death eaters started breaking down the tent, shooting spells left and right. From the corner of your eye, you could see the golden trio apparate. 
" Wand out, Y/N." Link says as he gets up, throwing spells right back at them. 
You get up too, intending to do the same. However, before you've even properly drawn your wand out, someone knocks you out. 
-
When you wake up again, you're in some kind of underground cellar, Luna, and who you recognize to be the wandmaker Ollivander are with you. 
" Y/N was it right, are you okay? " Luna asks. 
You cough, carefully getting up. 
" Uhm, sort of I think? You're Luna right? Luna Lovegood? " 
" Yes, that's me. "
" Where are we? What happened? "
" We're in the basement of Malfoy Manor, I'm afraid we're taken. "
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" We did not manage to catch him, my lord-"
" Fools! How is it, that even a simple task, you cannot manage! " He-who-musn't-be-named booms as he walks over to the poor man, who gulps in fear. 
" M-my lord, we did manage to take two girls. We believe they're relatively close to Potter. Mayhaps they could help? " Another, who had been part of the wedding crashing, asked carefully. 
The dark lord looked him cold in the eye, contemplating on whether he should kill him or not, but eventually waved him off. 
" Get them, perhaps we can get some information out of them. "
The man immediately scrambles off, doing as told. 
Draco turns to carefully look at Helen, who's sat beside him. The black haired male was much colder than he had anticipated, in fact, sometimes Helen seemed to enjoy torturing people, hurting them. 
He was unbreakable, nothing seemed to get to him. 
Until today that is. 
-
Helen's eyes widen as he recognized the pair of (E/C) eyes who seemed to stare right back at him. 
However, knowing better than to show emotion in this environment, he quickly wiped his emotions off his face. 
No one is to know you two were something. 
And so he watched. He watched as another death eater started using the cruciatus curse on Luna whilst questioning you. He watched as you didn't give in. He watched as they in turn used the curse on you. He watched with pain as Luna didn't give in. It went on like that for a while, until the dark lord grew impatient. 
You didn't look him in the eye once. 
" Enough. If they don't want to speak, that's fine. Kill them." He ordered. 
Helen felt his heart stop as you finally broke eye contact, hanging your head, ready to die. 
" Don't. " Helen says suddenly. 
He doesn't raise his voice, doesn't yell, doesn't show any emotion. 
The dark lord's cold eyes turn to him now, daring him to give an explanation. 
" They'll be no use to us dead. Lovegood's father will look for her. As will Drowned's for Y/N. " He says, not stuttering once. 
" Mayhaps, we should sent them a note. Lucius, I trust you own an owl? "
-
Eventually, hours turn into days, and days turn into weeks. 
Helen watches you suffer sometimes, not budging with interfering. 
Luna was at some point left alone, for she seemed to be more of use as long as she was alive. 
You on the other hand? You were close to breaking. The torturing truly got to you, and Helen watched painfully as you turn into the ghost of yourself. Your skin which once shined was now dull and dirty, your hair matted, and you've lost so much weight. Your eyes get to him the most. They don't look at him with the hope you once had for him anymore. 
One day, he finally has enough. 
" That's enough. She'll die. She'll be useless to us dead. " He stops Bellatrix from murdering you. 
" What, it sounds to me as if you have a soft spot for this one, Otis~" Bellatrix laughs cruelly. 
" Not at all, Lestrange. But I doubt the dark lord would be happy with her dead when he specifically told you to keep her alive. " Helen glares back, stepping closer. 
Due to his height, he towers over her. Her heels barely giving her enough height to make them face to face. 
She scoffs, obviously bummed he interrupted her fun. 
That night, Helen finally goes down to see you. 
" Y/N? " He asks carefully as he opens the door to the cellar. 
" H-Helen? " He hears you call back to him. 
The basement is dark, and he whispers a small spell to create light. 
" Y/N." Helen breaths out as he walks over to where you're cuddles up in a corner. 
" Leave her alone! " Luna suddenly jumps in his way, pushing him back. 
" Haven't you done enough damage to her?! " She yells, although she keeps her voice soft. 
Helen feels a new emotion dwell up in him. He doesn't like Luna. How dare she say that when she didn't budge to say anything when they tortured you? 
He can't seem to control himself as he pushes her aside roughly, her head hitting one of the columns.
He doesn't watch to see how she does, instead he stalks over to you. 
It scares you to the point where you try to press yourself further into the wall. But he's having none of that, instead taking you into his arms and taking you upto his room. 
Once you've arrived in a different room on the third floor, you look at him. 
" What are you doing? "
" Saving you. "
" Why? "
Helen glances at your face, but doesn't say anything else. 
" Do you need help getting yourself clean in the bathroom? " He asks instead pulling you up with one hand on your lower arm and one on your waist. 
He doesn't miss how your skin shivers at his touch. 
" No. " You say as you try to push him away. 
However, the moment you're on your feet by yourself, you nearly collapse, had it not been for Helen who caught you. 
" Seems you do though. "
-
A few weeks later, Malfoy Manor
So far, Helen has been keeping you in his room. 
You've been walking around in his clothes, sleeping beside him in his bed and did well by keeping quiet. 
He says he's planning an escape for the two of you, but you know better than to believe him. 
He's always been calculated and quick, if he had a plan, it would be put to action by now. 
Instead, you're left to wait for the right moment. 
He's made the stupid mistake of giving you your wand back, with the empty promise that you wouldn't use it. 
For now, you can't yet, considering it would most probably only bring you trouble, and impossibly more pain.
Currently, you're seated in the window sill. It's a relatively sunny day out, but of course, you're stuck inside.
The moment you hear footsteps in the hallway, you turn your head to face the door, your hand on your wand beside you.
The door opens, but like always, it's just Helen.
" Hey, how do you feel?" He asks, face void of a smile.
You miss his smile. You miss the Helen you used to know.
You don't respond, instead turning to face the window again.
You hear Helen sighs, before you hear him approach you.
" You wanted to see Bowtruckles sometime, right?" He asks suddenly, pulling out a chair to sit on from the desk beside the window.
You turn to look at him, but don't say anything, though the question is clear in your eyes.
He reaches into his hoodie's pocket, and pulls out a small green twig-leaf like creature.
Your eyes widen.
It's a Bowtruckle.
For the first time in a while, he actually smiles, and holds his hand out to you. And for the first time in a while, you take it.
The Bowtruckle seems to be scared of the both of you, but still jumps onto your hand.
The window sill is low, and as Helen scoots closer, into your personal space bubble.
You put your wand in the same hand which is holding the Bowtruckle, something the creature appreciates.
While you're busy fawning over the Bowtruckle (you even tell Helen you're naming it Twig), Helen has his eyes on you.
This is the happiest he's seen you in a while, and he can't help himself when he turns your face, kissing you full on the lips for the first time.
Your eyes widen, but you don't push him away, instead pulling him in closer with your free hand, you don't even realize when you start crying. He also pulls you in closer, holding the back of your neck.
When the two of you pull away from one another, he wipes your tears.
" I know I've made all the wrong choices, and that I don't deserve you- but please know, I really do love you, Y/N."
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A few months later, Malfoy Manor
You've always been patient, something you're very grateful for right now.
Finally, today seems to be your lucky day. 
" Come. " Helen calls you over suddenly from the doorway of his room. 
You were on the other side of the room, looking through the window, aimless on what to do.
" Why? " You ask carefully. 
Helen rolls his eyes but walks over to you, taking you by your arm. 
" You're going to identify Harry Potter. Don't do anything stupid, I can't do much with the other death eaters around. "
And so, seconds later, you're sat down in front of a man who's most probably Harry Potter. 
" I-I don't know. " You stutter out. 
You're scared out of your wits, surrounded by some of the people who've tortured you the worst. 
" Think harder! " Bellatrix screams at you, making you flinch. 
" I really d-don't know. "
" Get Draco. " 
Draco, who was just as 'unsure' as you, didn't clear much up either. 
However, in a sudden turn of events, Bellatrix spots a sword, and Harry and Ron are ushered to the basement. Bellatrix makes a move to come for you too, but to everyone's surprise, Helen actually draws his wand out. 
He wraps a possessive arm around your shoulder, pulling you in close against his body, and raises his wand to her chin within a quick motion. 
" Touch her. " He hisses out. 
" I fucking dare you. "
Bellatrix glares back at him, hard enough to make you shake in fear. 
" You can't keep your pet forever. I'm going to kill her one day or another. " Bellatrix hisses before turning around to torture Hermoine. 
When Helen feels you start to shake even worse at Hermoine's screams, he turn you around, pushing your face into his shoulder, as if to offer comfort. The hand which is holding his wand wrapping around your waist. 
After a while, it thankfully stops.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, Bellatrix' wand goes flying. 
Harry and Ron come up from the basement, and suddenly you feel something you haven't felt in a while, hope. 
However, Bellatrix isn't easily defeated, and brings a dagger up to Hermoine's throat, making Harry and Ron stop as they were fighting Draco and Narcissa. 
You're not sure what to expect from there, but then suddenly the chandelier squeaks, and eventually it falls down, as an unfamiliar house elf drops it. 
You take this as your moment to run, you elbow Helen hard in the stomach as you run over to Ron, Harry, Hermoine, a gringgotts creature and the house elf, picking up everyone's wands on the way there. 
" You stupid elf! You could've killed me! " Bellatrix screams. 
Helen just looks at you, emotionless, unreadable. 
You don't know what he's thinking. 
" Dobby never meant to kill. Dobby only meant to seriously injure. " The house elf, you guess Dobby, says. 
Narcissa raises her wand to do something about it, but with a click of the house elf's fingers, her wand flies into his hands. 
" How dare you take a witch's wand?! How dare you defy your masters?! " Bellatrix screams, outraged. 
Dobby stands up straight, the look on his face serious. 
" Dobby has no masters. Dobby is a free elf. And Dobby has come to save Harry Potter and his friends. " He speaks bravely, before he nudges everyone to hold hands. 
The last thing you see is Bellatrix throwing a dagger at you before you disapparate. 
When you arrive at the new location, you feel sand. You're momentarily numb to your surroundings. You can't hear anyone, you only see. 
Freedom. 
Finally. 
After only being able to look into the sad yard of Malfoy Manor, you're finally outside. 
After a minute, you register the pained screams from Harry, and it takes a moment longer before you've registered that the dagger that Bellatrix had thrown had hit Dobby. And that he's passed now. 
Silent tears escape your eyes as you walk over to the group. 
" There, he looks more peaceful now. " Luna says as she closes his eyes. 
" I'm so sorry. " You whisper. 
Luna wraps a kind arm around you, as everyone else is too broken about what happened. 
-
" Y/N! " Link yells as he all but runs over to you, wrapping you up in a tight embrace. 
" I'm so sorry! I shouldn't have let go of you-"
" Hey, sush, you couldn't have done anything, Link. Nothing could've saved me. " You sniff as you hold him just as tight. 
" Still, I'm so sorry. "
" I was so scared." You cry.
Link rubs your back comfortingly, and after a while, you calm down a little.
" I was with him most of the time." You confess.
Link's eyes widen, pulling away from him slightly.
" You mean with Helen? What was he like?"
" I don't know. With me, he was sweet. But when there were other people around he just, seemed like an entire different person."
Link sighs. 
" I'm afraid we'll have to see what's become of him when it comes down to it."
-
" Hello, I'm sorry to bother. Can I ask you a few questions?" You ask as you step into Ollivander's room.
" Of course, come in. " He tells you kindly, straightening his posture in awareness.
" How are you?" You ask him as you sit down on stool opposite him.
" I'm alright. Healing I'd say. How are you?" 
" Quite the same. You see I have a Bowtruckle. I just.. don't know how to care for it." You say as you fish the creature out of the pocket of your hoodie.
Ollivander smiles, and you hold out Twig so he can hold it if he wants to. To your surprise, Twig actually moves onto his hand as soon as it's offered.
" Peculiar creatures, Bowtruckles. Much like the wood of their hometree, they rarely bond with more than one person. Did young Otis give you this?" He asks.
Your eyes widen, your mouth opening and closing like a fish.
" Don't worry. I don't judge you. I remember back when I was in school and in love. it seems so long ago." He says with a smile.
" I saw the way the Otis looked at you. I believe he might be mad, but there's a big chance he's also mad for you."
He doesn't look at you as he speaks, instead looking at the bowtruckle.
" They eat bugs. I'd recommend letting it go, but I have no idea where a tree with wood worthy of a wand is." He finally tells you, holding his hand out to yours, Twig jumping back onto your hand without second thought.
" Uhm, thank you." You eventually say, not knowing how to react.
How did Ollivander know?
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The Burrow, A few weeks later
" Harry got into Hogwarts. " Kingsley says. 
" This is it. " Tonks says as she takes her lover's hand. 
" The last battle. " Lupin sighs. 
" We better go. " Fred says, and one by one everyone starts disapparating. 
" Link, disapparate me with you, I can't do it by myself yet. "
" No, stay here-"
" I'm going to fight, Link. I have a right to make them pay after what they did to me. " You say, although you don't fully mean it. 
But you can't let your friends fight alone. 
" If you panic or can't handle it anymore, you run and hide, deal? "
" But-"
" Deal or no deal? Otherwise you're not coming. " He says. 
" Fine, deal. "
-
The preparations for the battle scare you. You're stood with Link, Ben and Lui. The friends you've made this year. 
All of you are just watching as the shield is drawn up around you, eventually connecting. 
" This is it guys. " Ben says softly. 
" Never figured we'd make it this far. " Lui says. 
Link scoffs, giving him a look. 
" What's that even supposed to mean? " 
" You slept through all your classes. Ben was busy drawing random doodles instead of actually taking notes and Y/N was usually busy bullying Helen- speaking of him, what will you do if you come face to face with him? " Lui asks, turning to face you. 
You shrug, you hadn't thought of that. 
" I don't know, I guess I'll just actively avoid him. " You say, not entirely sure on what to do either. 
" I don't think you can, Y/N. From what happened at Malfoy Manor- I think he'll go looking for you first thing. " Link points out. 
You hum, thinking for a moment. Truth to be told, you're scared. You don't know what'll be of Helen. You know he's definitely done some horrible stuff. And you could barely recognize him when you were locked up with him. 
" Just stay close to any of us. Well all be taking the back flank anyway, right? " Ben suggests. 
" Yeah-" Link starts, however, he's cut off as hundreds of spells hit the shield. 
-
" You'll go looking for L/N, won't you? " Draco asks Helen, who gave him a blank look, before throwing another spell on the shield. 
" Why do you need to know? " 
" I've got to go get something. From Potter. I could use some back up. " 
" Ask your aunt, she seems to quite enjoy herself. " He says, throwing a short glance at Lestrange, who was indeed, having 'fun'. 
The dark lord however, was not, it seemed to be taking too long, and so he finally drew his wand. 
And so, the field collapsed. 
" Look, I doubt Voldemort will win. I just want Y/N. I don't care about him or his fickle obsession with power and eternal life. " Helen spat, before apparating straight into the Great Hall, on his way to you.
-
You're running. Chaos is surrounding you from everywhere. As expected, You've lost Link. Instead you thankfully did find Jeff, Lui's brother. You have no idea who's side he's on if you're honest, but he seems to have your back. So you'll have his for now.
Unbeknownst to you, Helen is already out looking for you. From a distance, he looks untouchable. Like always, he remains unbothered and untouchable, making his way through the crowd without much trouble.
He doesn't look at who he fires a spell, he doesn't care who's friend he just killed, he has his mind set on only one thing. You.
He's done waiting.
He'll do whatever it takes to have you now.
Thankfully, it doesn't take him long to find you. He's less pleased to see you're not alone, instead back to back with Jeff.
He doesn't need to call you before your eyes connect.
You freeze. Jeff turns around to yell at you when he feels you freeze up, but when he turns to see Helen a short distance away, he too freezes.
No one says anything, everything around you happens in slowmotion.
Untill the building starts to rumble.
Jeff is the first to react, running off without second thought. Helen is next, pulling you into him before he leads the two of you away.
He covers you as the roof of the hallway you're stood in breaks, and when he trips over a fallen piece of brick, he makes sure you don't hit the ground.
He holds you close to his body, reveling in the feeling of having you close to him.
After a moment, you finally seem to come to your senses when you get up again. And after a moment of pondering about it, you hold out a hand to Helen.
He takes it without hesitation.
" Y/N I-"
He's interrupted with Voldemort's message. He's withdrawing his forces, calling out to Harry personally this time. By the time he's done, you swallow.
" Seems you have to go." You swallow.
Your grip on his hand loosens, , but his tightens.
" I'm not going anywhere, N/N." He says
You don't know how to reply. Your mind is overrun with opinions and thoughts of him.
Before, you seemed so sure he had gone bad, that he was a terrible person. But now? Everytime you look into his eyes, you feel yourself melt.
Will it be so bad to be a little more selfish and choose for yourself this once? Will it be that bad if you choose for him?
Before you can make a choice, Lui comes running in your direction.
He doesn't seem to care when he spots Helen, and that immediately makes you concerned.
" Y-Y/N, It's Link."
Moments later, you're stood in the make shift infirmary which used to be the Great Hall. There's tears streaming down your face, and you're holding Ben close as the both of you sob together.
Link is laid on a makeshift bed, his eyes closed. He doesn't look peaceful, he looks like he's in pain, something that makes you sob louder.
Helen's watching the scene with sad eyes. Although things between him and his old friends had been tense the past year, he still holds dear memories with Link.
About twenty minutes later, you and Helen are sat on a curb outside. The weather seems to have cleared up the slightest bit and you're tucked into his side, your eyes closed in exhaustion, though you're very much awake.
" Let's run away."
You open your eyes at his words, a few tears escaping as you're stuck in grief.
" W-what? But what about Ben, and Lui, and-"
He wipes your tears as he cuts you off.
" I've told you I would help you escape. I didn't back than. Now is our moment, let's leave the war, N/N. Let's create our own paradise."
You want to say yes. You really, really want to.
But what about your friends?
He kisses the top of your head, before letting go of you and getting up.
" This isn't our fight. It never was. Let's go."
You look at him, studying him for a few minutes.
Will you take it?
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RPG Review: Journey of 1000 Zips
Well... if it's listed on itch as an RPG, then that's what it is... right?? In any case, this was one of the evenings I've ever had. Truly spectacular.
To play this game, you open 1000 nested zip files. Every file is numbered, so you can see how far you have left to go, and occasionally Elliot (@morebluebs) has left a comment in a file name. It's a dialogue between two people slowly losing their minds, in a way.
I spent two hours of my life on this game, and to be completely honest, I wish I hadn't. I also think Elliot wishes he hadn't made it, so at least all's fair in love and zipped files. This "game" is only for those with immense hubris and a growing to-do list filled with tasks they don't want to complete. That said, I'd rate it a 10/10 if I were a rating type of woman, which I'm not.
In order to keep myself sane, I took notes on the thoughts going through my mind as I played this game. Read under the cut to witness my descent into madness. Perhaps that will be enough to deter you from playing it yourself.
File 999. Let's do it.
950. I appreciate the title. Hoping for more of these as we keep going
900. No, it wasn’t that bad. I don’t know why I’m not listening to music while I do this. Perhaps I intuitively understand that this needs to be done in as boring an environment as possible.
899. okay
819. AH!
801. wouldn’t open. I’ve been opening these within each other, so I assume 200 nested files is the limit on my laptop. I moved file 802 to be by itself in my downloads folder and tried again. 801 opened. Huzzah, and the journey continues.
I also can’t believe this took Elliot over a year to make this. I assume this was a boredom and procrastination project. Kudos for ever finishing it tbh
800. I know. I’m doing it anyway
750. doesn’t have a comment in the file name. I didn’t realize I’d started to look forward to the names ever fifty files. Disappointed, I carry on.
743. I see we’re being unpredictable. Does the creator know that by making the opening of each file a gamble, opening these becomes more fun? Belatedly I realize that the opening of file 750 marked a quarter of the journey. Am even more disappointed op didn’t say anything to commemorate this moment.
700. I lost the ability to quit when I opened the first file. I’m committing to the bit. Fuck you.
650. once again, no mid-hundred title. I’m taking this moment to comment that as I do this, my sister is sitting next to me watching a frankly terrible horror movie. I am, I think, ashamed to say I find this activity more enjoyable.
627. Divisible by three, but not by nine.
608. Huzzah! My sister has decided to skip ahead in her movie because it’s boring her. I cannot do the same for my chosen entertainment tonight.
607 is empty. I tried opening it again. 607 2 is also empty. Migration attempt incoming.
Second migration of the night worked. continuing on. While I can’t say I’m enjoying this anymore, I’m glad that this does in fact appear to be 1000 nested files. I would never forgive Elliot if it ended prematurely
600. Don’t ask me to explain my decisions.
564. Elliot, do you feed on the part of my soul that I’m losing while playing this?
525. What does carpal tunnel feel like?
499. I feel nothing.
492. My sister asked me what I was doing. I explained to her. She asked me why I was doing this. I told her I didn’t know. She said nothing and then left. About as much of a response as I could’ve hoped for
461. Hey now. I could have done any number of things to procrastinate. You’re not special, Elliot.
432. Also divisible by three. Obviously I’m not listing every number divisible by three. But it just occurred to me here. As long as I’m taking a break from clicking, I’m going to move from the kitchen to my bedroom now that my sister has finished her movie and gone to bed. My wrist won’t stop cracking.
40 minutes later and I’m back at it.
425. In anticipation of the next file failure, I migrate this one earlier. plus if there’s a comment on 420 I can enjoy it unimpeded by the 200 file limit
407. A number that feels like it should be prime but isn’t
351. This isn’t getting any easier. However, it isn’t getting harder, either. That forty minute break did wonders for the one wrist muscle I’m using to do this.
333. Roughly 2/3 of the way there, although obviously not exactly. I think it would be an interesting psychology study to see how different people react to having to do this.
321. favorite one so far, definitely made me smile
294. Some people could probably find it in them to quit now.
284. I believe it. Why would you make this. Just to prove you could? Was 1000 the maximum files you could nest, or could you have kept going? Maybe one day we’ll have a sequel and it’ll just be 2000 files. I’d probably play that too. I don’t know why. But I think I would.
260. Another migration. This was definitely less than 200 files, but whatever. Will migrate again at 100 for the auspiciousness.
250. 75% done. I started this an hour and forty minutes ago. 100 minutes ago. So probably half an hour left. It feels like it should be less.
219. If I told my mom about this, she’d probably tell me that downloading things like this off the internet is a one way trip to getting malware on your computer. While I trust itch.io strangers much more than she does, can you imagine explaining that to the person you hire to fix your computer? “Yeah, I downloaded a file off the internet. It contained 1000 zip files nested within each other. I opened every single one and then the last one had this gnarly virus.” Like,,,,, you’d really be bringing that upon yourself. My friend hopes the last file contains something; he predicts the game of thrones shame gif. While I’d appreciate a fun little image, I fully expect there to be nothing except the last file just being called something like “you did it. Congrats on the most pointless accomplishment ever” well. Back to it
198. Elliot, if you had to go through the pain of making this, some of us might as well go through the pain of playing it.
175. I realized I forgot to point out 197, which is the Pokédex number for umbreon, my favorite Pokemon. home stretch.
135. I’m obviously tired. I did the math all wrong. Forgot to subtract the forty minutes I spent not doing this. This began at roughly 8:40 PM. It’s 10:34. So 1 hour 54 minutes minus forty. 74 minutes to open 865 files. Those numbers aren’t nice enough for me to do mental math, but I think I’ll be done in like ten minutes. Lets go!!
117. marks the first time the zipped file had a comment. Before this you had to unzip the file to see the comment. Which begs the question, is this something Elliot changed partway through, or will this be the only time it happens? I guess we’ll see.
I also realized 111 will be the last time we have repeating digit in a 3 digit number. 999 was the first… how far we’ve come.
111!!!! I feel like Elliot a bit. Is anyone going to read this? Am I screaming to the void?? Par for the course, I suppose.
100. Zipped file also has the comment. Clearly Elliot didn’t know how to do it differently at first. Anyway. Time for the final migration!
85. Seeing 2-digit numbers is jarring after all this time.
69 nice.
40. You know what would be so fucking funny? If we got to file 1 and it was labeled 1000 and then there were 1000 more files. I know Elliot didn’t do this - he doesn’t have it in him. But it would be so fucked up. I think that would make me quit. 1000 is enough
19. My favorite number. I can’t believe this is almost over.
2. This is it.
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ettawritesnstudies · 10 months
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If you’ll permit me a minute to be cliche: this photo would not have been possible without you. When I started university in August 2019, the sum of all my author-y potential measured up to:
No finished manuscripts
A pipe dream of ever publishing my work
A scatterbrained outline of The Laoche Chronicles
Forty-four phone notes full of half-witted ideas
A grand total of 3 followers on my brand-new tumblr account
At the time, I had no grand plans of marketing my work, though I knew it would be necessary if I ever wanted an audience. I chose a degree in chemical engineering because I knew my baby platform and half finished stories weren’t going to cut it as a career in their current state as an 18-year-old, and I needed to have a day job if I wanted to pursue my end dream of self publishing. I was just hoping to survive my first year of engineering school, pass my weed-out classes, and hopefully make some new friends. That fall semester passed with sporadic progress on my book, and halfhearted attempts at breaking into the writeblr community, until I decided to try my hand at Inktober and made my first few acquaintances: @siarven and @abalonetea, who have both featured on this blog since then. It was also at this point, sometime during a Calculus III lecture, that I invented my pen name:
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All was going well, and I was pleased with my incremental progress until the world ended.
The less said about the pandemic, the better. Writeblr truly kept me sane through working full-time jobs and taking 18 credit hours during the semester. When I was truly close to dropping out of school, I kept going, knowing I had these online friends to cheer me up after brutal exams and long nights of studying. The tag games and community filled the dearth of interaction left by quarantine and an insane schedule. During my summer internship in 2020, I finally had the time to finish the first draft of Storge and the confidence in myself to start a website. Rereading my first post is a surreal experience, in part because I still see myself as a little kid as hiding under the blankets with a flashlight, notebook, and pen, thinking “I wanna write a book!”
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I woke up the next day crying to the sheer volume of kind messages congratulating me on meeting this milestone. Instead of feeling burnt out after reaching such a lofty goal, this gave me all the more energy to keep working. Since then, I’ve been so blessed to grow this community and this website. It’s incredible to see how far I’ve come, now being able to claim:
A finished manuscript of Storge
A 3rd draft of Runaways after going through 2 rounds of Beta Readers
8 short stories and an audio drama
An active mailing list
Over 1000 followers on tumblr, but more importantly, a thriving community of writers who support each other’s releases through ARCs, leaving reviews, enthusiastic questions, and a welcoming space for new writers to share their craft.
140 posts on my website and regular readers who care about my ramblings ❤
Now I’m on my way to my new job – I’ll be doing research and development in my chosen field with a team I really like, and the freedom to listen to books while I’m in the lab. This next month will still be a hiatus for blog posts and new writing as I pack up my life for a cross-states move, but I’m beyond excited to enter change. My hope is that I can start saving for editing costs and devote more time to my craft thanks to a 9-5 schedule and NO!!! HOMEWORK!!!!!!!!! Really, I cannot say enough how thrilled I am to never have to take another exam ever again, thank GOD. With a bit of luck and no small amount of grace, I hope I can publish and share my stories with you sooner rather than later.
Thank you for all the support and camaraderie these past years. In a way, I owe this diploma to you as much as to my classmates and professors. The night before graduation, I said to my friends, “I’ve been waiting for tomorrow for eight years.” Now I’m living in the future, and I can’t wait to write the next chapter.
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To the surprise of no one, Liz and Sophito immediately dumped their baby so they could bang 5 minutes after Liz gave birth. Thankfully we have Sophie, who remains the only competent adult this family has ever seen.
-Felina baby, I don’t want you to worry, I’ll love you even if you end up inheriting Liz’s horrible Frances Worthington eyebrows! -Goo goo! 
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It’s time for the pets to get to work procreating, because the lot isn’t nearly laggy enough as it is. 
-Ok Kitana, it’s time to have kittens with Klaus! -’Klaus’, more like Cucklaus! I hate him! -I know you do baby, I hated Cyneswith too but I still did my duty! -And produced SUGAR.  -I promise you your kittens won’t be like Sugar! -Well if they are I’m giving them to the wolf! 
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Preggo chimes on the first try, great job bbs!
-Ya great job, Cucklaus, round-headed asshole. -Go to hell, Shitana, I can’t believe I’m wasting my genes on you.
Ok then, let’s move on to the dogs!
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I’m shocked to say I’ve finally discovered something Don is good at: getting pets to knock each other up.
-So what do you think, Servilia, wanna have some puppies? -I don’t know, Don, Xander is so hot but what if our kids turn out like Sugar?? -They won’t, baby, Sugar was a freak accident!
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First try again, and Servilia and Xander actually really like each other❤️
-Xander! Xander you big stud, come in here and do me again!  -I will babe, let me just catch my breath, you’re a whole lotta woman!
Ya ok gross, going for more of a puppy love vibe here, guys- 
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-Then look no further than us! I’m pregnant again!  -That’s right, I knocked her up before the umbilical cord was even cut! 
WHAT. That’s it, I’m turning autonomous woohoo off, you two are gonna drown me in babies, we’re having 2 and that’s it, the lot lag is UNREAL..
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..in no small part because of this goddamn wolf-attracting forest I had to plant.
-Are you seriously gonna keep deleting and replacing this thing every night?
Well the fucking wolf has left us no choice now, has he? HAS HE.
-I worry that you’re going a little Captain Ahab over the wolf.
What nonsense, I’m completely sane! Now you sit there and don’t move till the sun sets again in 12 hours, and I’m not moving either, I don’t care if the entire household dies in the meantime.  
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HERE HE IS. Alright, asshole, your relationship is at 100/100, NOW BITE HIM
-OH MY, THOSE BONY FINGERS LOOK EXTRA DELICIOUS TONIGHT🐺
THEY DO, NOW DO IT. BITE HIM. B I T E H I M
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-NO, I DON’T THINK I WILL! GOODNIGHT, FLOPS🐺
YOU MOTHERFUCKER SON OF A BITCH OH MY GOD I HATE YOU SO MUCH I’M 
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-Oh moonflower, isn’t it so nice to reconnect now that autonomous woohoo has been disabled? We can finally really talk about our relationship and not just bury our problems under passionate geriatric woohooing!  -You’re so right, Donnie, this is the best time ever, now let me just go check if iVan needs a late night tune up🌸
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GUESS WHO BARGED IN HERE AGAIN TRYING TO GET HIS FIRST KISS. AIDEN ENOUGH. ENOUGHHH
-I’LL SHOW UP EVERY SINGLE DAY FOR THE REST OF CYNESWITH’S LIFE UNTIL SHE KISSES ME, I DON’T CARE HOW MANY FIGHTS IT CAUSES
Ok you know what?? Between the lag, psycho Aiden, and the worst digital animal to ever exist, I have officially HAD IT. Tonight I’m solving 2 out of 3 of those problems!!! 
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-Aaaaaiden! Get over here buddy, it’s time for your first kiss! 
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-You’re not Cyneswith! 
Ya sorry Aiden the Cyneswith kiss ain’t happening but don’t worry, I found you Clarabelle here who is very willing!
-Hmmm! Well, that’s an interesting perfume..
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-Wow Clarabelle, you know, despite being half-cow half-plant, you really are beautiful in your own way.. Very striking.. I love your teeth..
Why don’t you get a little closer Aiden, our Clarabelle is shy!
-Oh that’s sweet, she’s demure! Nothing like that slut Cyneswith! 
You can say that again!
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GOODBYE AIDEN. FUCKING LUNATIC
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Ugh his stupid glasses upset her stomach! Poor bb.
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-Good girl, Clarabelle.. I’m glad I got one last murder with you💜
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-And now, to prolong my life for one more wolf party.. At least Aiden died for a good cause! 
Ya the same cause Sandy died for THE FIRST TIME. THAT’S HOW LONG WE’VE BEEN AT THIS WOLF SHIT
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-YES. YEEEEEEEES THE POWER OF YOUTH AND NEON FABRICS COURSES THROUGH MY VEINS
Alright, Jojo, this is it. Tonight IT ENDS
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WELL HELLO, FUCKER. Bet you didn’t expect us waiting for you western duel style, did you!!! Now why don’t you step into our yard in this new beautiful fenced area we built, don’t worry it has a door! Just follow Jojo in..
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..HA. I TRAPPED YOU, ASSHOLE!!! DOOR DELETED!!!! THERE’S NO ESCAPE
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-UGH FINE, I’M BORED OF TORTURING YOU ANYWAY. HERE YOU GO, JOJO, YOU’RE BITTEN🐺
Is it happening?????
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IT’S HAPPENING. OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD
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OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD
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OH MY GOD THIS WEREWOLF DEFAULT DOESN’T SUIT JOJO AT ALL
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IT’S OVERRRRRRRRRRR. I CANNOT FUCKING BELIEVE ALL THIS HAPPENED FOR 5K POINTS BUT WHATEVER. IT’S DONE. NEVER AGAINNNNNN
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iVan wants to become a werewolf too, which LOL, so here you go, iVan, you’re a robowolf or whatever the fuck now! 
-𝙰𝚆𝙾𝙾𝙾𝙾𝙾𝙾𝙾𝙾. 𝙸𝚂𝙽'𝚃 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙵𝚄𝙽, 𝙹𝙾𝙹𝙾? -Yes yes, it is..
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And here you go, Jojo, I deleted the cute default so you can have a proper menacing appearance! 
-Thanks..
What is it? 
-You know, I’m not totally sure being a werewolf is for me after all..
What.
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HAHAHAHAHAHAHHA
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
KILL ME
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