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olichat-reads · 1 year

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Imagine | ProHero!Bakugou x Villain!Reader

a/n: i'm on the brink of a panic attack at 7am on a monday morning sO-

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imagine prohero!bakugou x villain!reader BUT they're childhood bestfriends. and and they're STILL bestfriends despite everything. sure, nothing personal on the job and sure they go head to head sometimes but at the end of the day they're each other's safeplace and comfort.

its weird but it works.

its not everyday, but sometimes your paths cross while you're both on the job and bakugou, that bastard, NEVER holds back on you. and to be fair, neither do you. given that the two of you grew up and trained together, you were pretty evenly matched. both knowing each others' moves and strengths and weaknesses.

which essentially, you two took advantage of in attempts to murder each other on the job :D

"you used that move i suggested you try 🥺"

"hell yeah it fucking worked!"

"i know, katsu. my shoulder is dislocated."

":)"

"you're buying me ice cream, you ass."

the press has a field day whenever you go against each other- deeming you ✨️a r c h r i v a l s✨️. it sure was an ego boost when your bestfriend was the number one prohero. also you got to terrorize him with the media. win fucking win.

*dynamight slams you into a wall*

"ohh~ harder daddy~"

"STOP GIVING THEM IDEAS YOU FREAK"

"BUT I WANNA READ ALL THE ENEMIES TO LOVERS FANFICS LET ME HAVE THIS"

and the thing is. it didn't scare you, either of you, to let loose when you come face to face in a fight. you knew katsuki was strong as much as he knew how hard you worked to keep up to him. no one could come close to hurting either of you, besides each other and even then, you each could hold your own.

that didn't mean you don't get injured though. one of you stumbling into the others' apartment beat up was way too common of an occurence with the nature of your professions.

"red riot hit me so hardddddd"

"tsk. thats on you. could've gone against me but you had to test your luck with red."

"BITCH STFU WE BOTH KNOW YOU'D FUCK ME UP WORSE THAN ANYONE ON THE FIELD-"

"of course i would. gotta try to knock some fucking sense into lil miss villain somehow. now come here let me see your ribs, they're probably bruised."

"AND WHOSE FAULT IS THAT"

"yours."

"YOU- OW FUCK. KATSU GENTLE-"

"calm down you baby. you got stabbed last week and you're whining about some bruised ribs."

"I HAVE A LOW PAIN TOLERANCE YOU ASS BE NICE TO ME"

as much fun as it is smack each other in the vicinity of a public audience, you enjoy the occasional mission where you were both on the same team. perks of being a morally gray villain- you're flexible like that.

it should be noted though- you two're somehow even WORSE than when you fight each other. the amount of unhinged chaos should be a public and health hazard.

"we have a problem..."

"let me guess. you caused it."

"you have no faith in me. i'm offended."

"answer the question. did you?"

"...i did."

"and you ask me why i don't believe in you. fucking die, tinkerbell."

">:O"

"whats our escape plan?"

"our what :D"

"omg we're going to die."

"HOHO WE LIVED BITCH!"

"YOU COULD'VE WARNED ME BEFORE YOU YEETED ME OUT THE FUCKING PLANE YOU PSYCHOPATH"

"WHERE'S THE FUN IN THAT D:"

the two of you don't actively try to hide the nature of your jobs and relationship with each other outside work- you don't bother pretending. he's a hero, you're a villain and both of you were bestfriends. as simple as that.

it makes life way more fun, you think.

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a/n: this is fun i might add more to this hehe

#bakugou x reader #bakugou fluff #oliwrites

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josephseedismyfather · 6 months

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WIP Music Monday

I was tagged in today's post by @inafieldofdaisies, thank you my friend! 🥰

The rules: Post a song that is relevant to your WIP or inspires it. I’m also including the lyrics.

Afflicted.

I gave you everything (You let me down, down, down) I gave you trust and salvation (You let me down, down, down) I gave you everything that I could provide (Yeah) I gave you strength to stand You shoved me

Down Down

I know you want me to love you But all you ever do is bring me down Won't you go away forever?

I felt the world of pain (It's coming down, down, down) Brought to the water then left me dry (Down, down, down) Took the drug from the user (Yeah) Took all my strength to run then shoved me

Down Down

I know you want me to love you But all you ever do is bring me down Won't you go away forever?

It's kinda freaky just to see you crawl And all you can do is stare I know you're tripping while I kick you to the curb Like you did me Me Me Oh you shoved me

Parenesis.

I'm waking up at the start of the end of the world, But its feeling just like every other morning before, Now I wonder what my life is going to mean if it's gone, The cars are moving like a half a mile an hour And I started staring at the passengers who're waving goodbye Can you tell me what was ever really special about me all this time?

But I believe the world is burning to the ground Oh well, I guess we're gonna find out Let's see how far we've come Let's see how far we've come Well I, believe, it all, is coming to an end Oh well, I guess, we're gonna pretend, Let's see how far we've come Let's see how far we've come

I think it turned ten o'clock but I don't really know Then I can't remember caring for an hour or so Started crying and I couldn't stop myself I started running but there's no where to run to I sat down on the street and took a look at myself Said where you going man you know the world is headed for hell Say your goodbyes if you've got someone you can say goodbye to

I believe the world is burning to the ground Oh well, I guess, we're gonna find out Let's see how far we've come Let's see how far we've come

Well I, believe, it all, is coming to an end Oh well, I guess, we're gonna pretend, Let's see how far we've come Let's see how far we've come

It's gone gone, baby its all gone There is no one on the corner and there's no one at home It was cool cool, it was just all cool Now it's over for me, and it's over for you Well its gone gone, baby its all gone There is no one on the corner and there's no one at home Well it was cool cool, it was just all cool Now it's over for me, and it's over for you

Untitled John WIP.

… Oh my God

… You can run on for a long time Run on for a long time Run on for a long time Sooner or later God'll cut you down Sooner or later God'll cut you down

… Go tell that long tongue liar Go and tell that midnight rider Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down

… Well my goodness gracious let me tell you the news My head's been wet with the midnight dew I've been down on bended knee Talkin' to the man from Galilee

… He spoke to me in the voice so sweet I thought I heard the shuffle of the angel's feet He called my name and my heart stood still When he said, "John, go do my will!"

… Go tell that long tongue liar Go and tell that midnight rider Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down

… You can run on for a long time Run on for a long time Run on for a long time Sooner or later God'll cut you down Sooner or later God'll cut you down

… Well you may throw your rock and hide your hand Workin' in the dark against your fellow man But as sure as God made black and white What's down in the dark will be brought to the light

Tagging, with apologies for doubles and no pressure, as always: @wrathfulrook, @socially-awkward-skeleton, @trench-rot, @ladyoriza, @cassietrn, @redreart, @hotmessteaparty, @g0dspeeed, @v0idbuggy, @insanityofvaas, @simplegenius042, @malefiquinn, @strangefable, @noodlecupcakes, @neverthesameneveranother, @chazz-anova, @aristomal, @ocdemon-747, @milesnotshur, and whoever wants to share. Tag me! 😘

#music monday #harley x jacob #evangeline x joseph #untitled joseph wip #tagged 🖤#far cry 5 wip #music tag games #wip playlist #spotify #Spotify

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the-yuri-librarian · 4 months

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Love Thy Neighbor Episode 41 reaction

So I haven't talked about it here because it has been in hiatus, but Love Thy Neighbor is one of my absolute favorite yuri stories, and this week the official English translation of Season 2 began to release. With that being said, I am going to be posting week to week reactions as the chapters come out (Bloom Into You analysis series starts this Monday). These will be less craft analysis and more reacting to what is happening in the chapters and talking about where I think the season is headed

I am so glad that S2 is finally coming out, and I am excited to go on this journey. If you want to catch up, or read along, you can find this series on, well, the internet (DM me if you want to know where I read it, I won't say here). But, as always, please support the official release if you can. This series is pretty toxic on multiple fronts, and it is high in psychological drama, so read with caution.

With all that being said, lets start! Spoilers beneath the cut

so, lets say first and foremost that I DO NOT trust Jin Joo's husband. this asshole disappears for months, lets his wife be tormented by loan sharks and then what....everything is suddenly fine?

especially since the loan sharks are still threatening Doyeon. they literally whispered to her "watch your back," but this guy fixed everything?

I am absolutely convinced he still owes them money, without a doubt. I'm sort of wondering if his way out of debt was to sell his wife to them so they could take sell her organs on the black market or whatever (as they suggested to Doyeon when they were pretending to be the police), and then he found out Doyeon was in the picture and told them "take her instead."

meanwhile, the toxicity between Doyeon and Jin Joo continues to grow....

(this are Doyeon's thoughts if that isn't clear)

so hours after Jin Joo makes Doyeon swear to God that she (Doyeon) belongs to her (Jin Joo) in a church, Doyeon is reflecting on the fact that she is so scared Jin Joo is going to abandon her that she is in a constant state of anxiety and also missing Jin Joo. I think we're building up to a spiral and it isn't going to be a happy one. This is of course made worse that the final panel seems to be implying that Doyeon's concern over Jin Joo burning her hand is suspicious to her husband

all in all, things are not good.

But, where do we go from here? I think the real mystery is Jin Joo. I absolutely expect (as Doyeon herself thinks outright earlier in the chapter) that she has not only been expecting his return, but planning for it. I expect she is going to have a way for her and Jin Joo to see each other. The real question is: does Jin Joo even want that? In Season 1, it was shown over and over again that Jin Joo does not love Doyeon, and that she is doing this because she doesn't know what else to do. Not only that, but there has been several times where Jin Joo has realized/thought that her relationship with Doyeon may have been an instance of biting off more than she can chew, like the bathroom sex scene in the last season (which is also the relationship at its most toxic, as we found out later). I can definitely see Jin Joo trying to cut Doyeon out at this point. It would be incredibly in character, especially since Jin Joo thinks her marriage is all she has (and she doesn't seem to see Doyeon as a way to get out yet). And Doyeon, being head over heels in love but still reasonable, will try to respect this. The question is, will Jin Joo be able to stick to it? When and where will they run into each other again?

I could totally see Doyeon showing up at Jin Joo's church later because she can't stand not seeing her anymore. Or, they leave their apartments at the same time and have an awkward encounter maybe? both?

The idea that Doyeon could be a way out for Jin Joo, especially consider what Doyeon said in the church at the end of last season (we'll move, find a new place, I'll take care of you, etc.) is an interesting one, but I don't think thats what Jin Joo needs. Jin Joo needs freedom, the ability to be her own person and pay for herself, autonomy that she hasn't had in a long time, and, depending on how bad her parents were, maybe never had.

And Doyeon....I am not entirely sure what Doyeon needs. Someone to love her unconditionally, and not see her as a way to get in life, probably? we don't know what happened to her original parents, but it definitely seems like her adopted parents adopted her mainly for the social capital that comes with doing such a good deed.

Side note: I really love this shot of Doyeon

all of last season, we were shown that Doyeon scratches at the back of her neck when she is stressed, and when Jin Joo went missing at the end of last season, she was doing so incessantly, like multiple times a chapter. Its just a nice detail that the damage she has done to her skin is there, just below her hair

#love thy neighbor #yuri #girls love #reaction #manhwa #highly recommend this series

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selene-tempest · 2 years

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MONTHLY HOROSCOPE!

(I let Alan do my column this month. Let's see how he did.)

Capricorn

The Moon sneaks a peek at Venus - which she wasn't happy about as she was sunbathing on the beach outside her house at the time -while at the end of the solar system. The Sun provides the perfect shade for Mars and Jupiter as they floss in the vacuum of space. Your stars are in alignment with the cookies of Oreo.

They are telling you to stop being a wuss and ask out that good looking Astronaut that has been flirting with you over the last slice of Arctic Roll in the cafeteria. You are in control of your life and you need to be brave enough to take the plunge.

Aquarius

Pluto and Neptune are throwing hands on the steps of an asteroid belt, obstructing crucial space communications. Wednesday is going to be a collision of galactic gravitational forces, obscuring your aura from the warmth of space radiation.

Don’t buy that sweater, the colour doesn't suit you and it's twenty years out of date. My dad would wear that. Besides, it’s totally over-priced even in the sale.

Pisces

Jupiter’s moons are hanging lower than normal and swinging backwards. The far off suns of the Milky Way are exploding causing ripples of distortion across the cosmic fretboard of time and space. Can you hear its echoing melody? Don't tell Virgil, he'll try to copy it and it sounds like a cat wailing. This disturbance will all come to a frightening head on Monday.

Go skiing with Chad from finance over the weekend. He’s been doing CrossFit and he’s looking to show off his new set of abs, though they will be nowhere near as nice as mine. He jelly.

Aries

Mercury has skipped town with a cute little moon just a few lightyears travel away from Saturn. A supernova in the proximity of the Cornetto quadrant has wiped out the only other signs of life in the galaxy but your Tuesday is looking to be pretty rad.

Give yourself a well-deserved long weekend off. Call in sick and leave a burning bag of poop on your boss’s front porch, go to the spa, have a facial and work on that acne. You'll feel tons better.

Taurus

The multiverse is in chaos, even The Doctor is worried. Godlike beings like the Lazoons are playing snooker with countless realities, the time lines are in chaos! The screams of your doppelgangers are confusing the hell out of John, because he's sure he logged that call twenty minutes ago. This will encourage thoughts of procrastination on Tuesday morning, but it's fine, because you can put it off until Wednesday.

Don’t eat it. Don't pretend you don't know what I’m talking about, Gordon said the same. Don’t touch it — don’t even look at it!

Remember that things aren't always as bad as they seem, that there are still good people out there and good times in the future. Remember to reach out to your friends and check in on them, because we're all in this together.

Gemini

As Marina C is slowly but surely swallowed by a black hole throughout the next month, Captain America will rise and obscure alternate heavenly bodies in accordance with the Titanic model, resulting in an overall crap storm of epic proportions.

Go ahead and sign up for that windsurfing class. Francesca will realize what she’s missing, just give it time and she will come crawling back.

Cancer

The geocentric orbit surrounding Earth this week may pull in several unexpected objects, including three satellites, two stars and an asteroid in the shape of Mickey Mouse. This in turn will affect the stability of spacetime, so avoid any heavy lifting on Friday, make Virgil do it, it's easier.

Carefully read through all written work you come across this month, even if it's from Brains, because otherwise you will be cloned and your evil doppelganger will take over your life while you remain locked in the cupboard in Colonel White's office. He has far too many comedy ties but he never wears them. It's just weird.

The world is still in chaos but that can't be helped, five planets are retrograde and Selene says that always makes things iffy. I asked Scott what his advice was in regards to dealing with the world in general and he looked me dead in the eye and said "Make a completely normal approach, and keep your head." I don't know what he means by that but it seems important.

Leo

Saturn spins a sick beat on its new decks, rocking the universe with its slick beats. The little dipper spills cherry coke on the Andromeda constellation, initiating a sticky rain cloud that will fall only on Edinburgh.

Go back to bed, it's fine, in fact, don't even bother with bed, the floor is surprisingly comfy. Don't worry, you won't miss anything, absolutely nothing of interest will occur this month because everyone is still focused on themselves.

Virgo

The steady movements of the second star to the right will bring a sense of clarity to your life and you will recall moments of your childhood that you had previously forgotten. However, interference from Cygnus may work to confuse things more — watch out, because your Teddy Bear isn't the good guy here! It will only get worse if you ignore it.

Those whispers you hear at night aren’t in your head, it's aliens I tell you! You should probably Alien-proof your house. But don’t worry, if you don’t get abducted by Saturday your chances of living improve by 15 per cent! Buy that lottery ticket.

Don't forget your masks when you go out in case someone coughs on you , we never do. There was one time that I didn't bring mine and Gordon farted and let me tell you, I regretted it that day.

Libra

M-type main-squeeze star Alpha Bravo 6 will jumble up the celestial flow and likely have a huge impact on the double star of Teflon, possibly even all of Aluminium. Make sure to factor this in before making any decisions or building any Robots.

Watch out for banana peels, pool water and make sure to keep a box of band-aids with you. You’re going to be clumsier than John this week.

Scorpio

There has been an awakening in a distant galaxy. The dark side of the force is moving in to battle the light. They have been locked in an eternal conflict for the last six minutes and it shows no sign of stopping. As such, this will infect your Thursday evening with mean thoughts towards your best friend’s sister. Do not pull her hair just because stole your bike one summer.

Stop what you’re doing and go see Star Wars again. Don’t even think about it, it's a great movie, buy me popcorn and I'll come with you, I just have to wait until John we have an off week...so sometime in the next six to eight months suit you?

Sagittarius

A white hole off the tip of the Sombrero ring is spewing glitter at an alarming rate across the cosmos. A colony of sentient space mushrooms are drifting through the galaxy and set to collide with the Downward Dog.

When no one is watching pull that fire alarm. Free your brothers and sisters from the capitalist regime and the social niceties of life.

You're welcome!

#alan tracy #john tracy #virgil tracy #gordon tracy #scott tracy #horoscope #astrology #predictions #thunderbirds are go #thunderbirds 2015 #thunderbirds fandom #thunderbirds fanfiction #selene tempest #witchy

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curryfury13 · 2 months

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Hello again!!

It's time for the next retrospective of my very first fan-fiction, True Friends. Truth be told, I've been having the time of my life doing these and I hope you've been enjoying it as well!

Today we're going through chapters 4 and 5!

As a quick reminder, you can click on the banners to read the chapters in full. Otherwise, I'll be giving a commentary about them. I'll talk about the good, the bad, and the things I've learned along the way.

Thanks so much for reading! Let's get started.

Oh ho ho! Guys, it has begun! Past me has started to realize how much fun it is to be on Destiny Islands. No more are we in a rush to leave and get into the game. The pacing comes to a weird bump here that can't decide if it wants to stay or go.

This is also where we learn that Hinata can fight. Or really, we learn she has a really strange problem. When she sees weapons on display, she just grabs them and does a random routine with them... As people do...? Totally normal, human response. Right?

Oh Hinata, I did you dirty.

I was wracking my head to explain how all these kids on this island knew how to fight. I have kids. They don't know how to fight with wooden swords. They pretend they do, but they aren't good! Don't tell them I said that.

There was a rewrite of True Friends I toyed around with, where Riku carved all the weapons out of wood as a hobby. And it was a sort of passion of his that passed around through the rest of the kids as they all get their own personalized weapons. Maybe that could work, but it took too much work to really keep up on and still didn't explain where the fighting skills came from. So I settled with the sparring class. But that still doesn't completely make sense. That is dangerous stuff! What school has a sparring class? Did I miss that elective in school?

Please people. Tell me your secrets. How do these teenagers know how to fight so well? In my story, Hinata got specialized training for specific purposes. It makes sense for her. Doesn't make tons of sense on the island, but... woah, I am going off on a rambling rant aren't I?

If I ever do a full rewrite, I will find a reason. A believable reason for them to know how to fight. Mark my words!

I will leave this chapter with the author's note I left there back then:

***Author's Note- I wanted to share something silly with all of you. My husband was editing my story as I was making dinner last night, and when I came back to read over his corrections he added a nice little tid-bit for me. I don't know if you all will appreciate it like I did, but I thought it was hilarious:

"Okay everyone," Mr. Zhao looked over the entire group of students, "You know how this works, since it's a Monday I want each of you to choose a sparring partner and your weapon and practice! Remember, today is rocket day! Each of you grab a launcher, and do your best not to get blown to bits! Anyone who explodes gets an F!"

Riku nodded, he was well familiar with rocket day and had been patiently awaiting its arrival. Today, Sora was getting an F.

Thanks for reading! ***

This was one of many of my husband's amazingly hilarious inserts. He always made me laugh while editing my stories, never criticized how corny or cheesy anything was. He's an incredible writer, but never tore me down. Just kept telling me to keep going. I wanted to share this little gem, even as a retrospective.

I love how this chapter title insinuates things have taken a long time to get here. Literally nothing has taken a moment to breathe since the story started.

I realized just now I rag on this story for both going too fast and for slowing down too much during it's time in Destiny Islands. I think what gets to me is how so little happens during the time on the islands. It's time that could be used better. And that is going to be a running theme for a lot of the series!

The chapters have been relatively short. The details are curt and to the point, but the actions don't lead to much. That said, I remember getting oh so giddy when Riku first grabbed Hinata's hand. Oh the butterflies were real!

They were being open with each other and it was raining! I was so into this scene when I wrote it. I remember reading it over and over again afterwards, as if it were some form of love letter.

And that's not even mentioning their first spar fight! This was a moment my husband and I discussed. It was important to me that I showed that Hinata wasn't as powerful as Riku. I didn't want to have an overpowered character. She was competent, but not so competent that she could wipe the floor with other characters. And that's something I've always kept true for her. She and Riku still spar with each other, and now she's able to win a round or two every here and there. They're always going to be similar power levels.

#kingdom hearts #true friends

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m4rsd1ed · 10 months

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Chapter 3 || exchange students charm

- Brandons POV-

Me and Carlie were getting ready for Enzo's party. She was putting glitter on her face and i told her to wait until we get to the party to put some on me. She had on a skirt with some tights and a baby tee with her leather jacket on. I just put on jeans and a white tank top with a random chain I found. We get in the car and we head off on the ride there we play 'slut me out' and other upbeat loud ass songs. When we get there its live as fuck and people are already hella drunk.

Me and Carlie take some shots and she puts glitter on my face and about an hour later while and Carlie are drinking we see Damien passed out and Carlie whispers me "hey why don't you be a knight in shining armor and go get him.." and even tho I fucking hate him right now I feel too bad not to help. I pick him up and signal to Carlie to come to the nearest restroom and we both head there and I lay him in the bathtub.

Right when we are about to leave I feel a hand grab my wrist "hey wait.." I look at the hand then at Damien. "sorry for being a bitch to you and you friend please just stay.." he says softly and I look for Carlie but she's already gone but I still stay with him because once again im too kind for the life of me. "can you just come sit with me.." he says as he sits himself up and puts his feet over the edge of the bathtub sitting.

We start making jokes and laughing our heads off and after a bit im almost and drunk as him. "hey you're kind of growing on me not gonna lie.." I said to him kind of mumbly. After I said that we just stare at each other and he suddenly grabs my face and kisses me. I started leaning into it and I don't think he even knew what he was doing but yo be honest I wasn't going to tell him.

We both let go and he just kind of panics and puts his head between his knees and his hands on his head. "hey we're both drunk so like no homo right?" I say to him reassuring him its okay. "no you don't get it I liked it.." he said softly and i was shooken up "well that's okay if you're gay I don't really care" I say to him. "no seriously you don't get it Brandon.." he says while crying.

I hold him while rubbing his back "why are you so shodden up about this I won't tell anyone if you're gay.." I say to him but he keeps sobbing and saying that I don't get it. After awhile he turns his head and says to me "I went to a conversion camp and they taught me that me being gay was for attention and that I just haven't found the right girl yet so I've just been waiting.." he confesses to me. "well then lets find you the girl its a party lets go find her come on!" I say it enthusiastically knowing on the inside im kind of sad the kiss didn't mean anything truly. We both get up stumbling and go back to the party and we look around and I point to a girl.

"She's staring you down right now bro go get her just go start talking to her and ask her to go to get food or something." I say to him and he straightens himself up and walks to her and from afar I see them talking. she's twirling her hair and looking at him lovingly and he is messing with his hands while talking to her and after while they finish talking and I hear "alright it's a date then see you Monday" he says then winks and walks back to me laughing from being proud of himself. "Okay so we are pretending that 'thing' that happened never happened right?" he says and I nod in return. "hey im gonna go find Carlie see you around tho?" I say and he nods and waves bye. As I turn to walk back I start crying until I find Carlie and she runs up and hugs me.

"hey hey what happened?" she's asks. "I kissed a boy and he didn't like it so I helped him find a girl so we could move on.."

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HELP I LOVE THIS CHAPTER WHAT OML..

Word count: 771 words

#fanfic writer #mars writes 🌷#wattpad #writing #exchange students charm

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driftingandlostwords · 1 year

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picking myself

i broke up with him today. its been something ive been thinking about since coming back to atlanta. that trip reminded me that i can be happy by myself and that i don't have be in relationship to be happy and that i shouldn't feel stuck somewhere out of fear of being alone. i gave it some time to figure out if that is what i actually wanted and it wasn't just the aftermath of a sudden and impulsive trip but i came back on sunday and feel the same now that its thursday.

it started off calm where we talked about it but then it started escalating into shouting and arguing. he said something along the lines of i go on two trips and then all of a sudden im over it. he said that if been talking to all my friends and we've been shitting on him and trashing him when he's hasn't said one bad thing about me. well what bad thing is there to say about me. ive been doing my best and have been trying so hard to work with him. and yes im talking to my friends but im doing it in what i would consider a productive manner where im trying to figure out what i want and what im okay with. and even through all the wrong he's done i still find places to defend him for what he's tried to do right. so yea my friends arent going to like you because you've done be so wrong so many times and that's just on you. but don't say that ive made my decision because of what they say. i make my own decision on what i want and what im okay with. its just nice to talk to people and hear their opinions and perspectives.

he said that i shouldn't have given false hope and that if this is how i felt i should've ended things last monday when we had talked about trying to make it work again. but that's not what this is. i didn't want to break up last week monday and i didn't want things to end then. i really thought then that i could come to terms with what he had done and that we could work towards things being better. i really did believe that last week but the more and more that ive thought about things, the more ive realized that those are things that i just cant forgive. those are things that will and have permanently changed the foundation of our relationship. i don't trust him in the same way that i have previously and i don't think these are things that i can get over and accept. at least right now these are things that i cant forgive or accept. he tried to say that i haven't given him time to work through things but we've been on a break for three or four weeks now. we've been fighting bad for nearly two months now. and its been just under two weeks since we last talked about trying things again (last week monday) like that may not be enough time for you but things are not solely on your timeline. i am a person too and i have timelines and limits that i am okay and not okay with. three weeks has been lots of time and i cant let it drag on and on. if three weeks has not been enough time because you're busy and stressed with other things, then it just goes to show that this relationship is not important enough to you to figure out/prioritize over other things in your life. like these three weeks have largely been you going out and drinking away your worries and then choosing dance to stress about over trying to figure out our relationship.

before things got crazy, i told him how it feels like we're pretending to be okay and that it feels like he's picking and choosing what is normal and when things are normal. he told me that he feels so much guilt when he sees me and that he misses kissing me and doing things together. but that's just not how you address things. i asked before is this just more space into figuring out what he wants to do or this space into getting back to normal into making a decision on if its gonna work. because those are two distinct situations and i was okay with the latter and not the former. like im just over here wondering wtf is going on because this is not the space that we agreed on and i have no idea what is okay and what isn't. that is unfair to me.

we got into a shouting match about all the jordan things and how i don't understand how he feels guilty about things and yet is okay with talking to her behind my back and going to the movies with her on christmas day and lying to me about who he's going with - knowing full well that what he was doing was wrong. like how does it feel so guilty if these were conscious decisions that he kept making. he started flirting with her knowing that it was wrong. she posted all those things on her finsta about stuff they "did" but he says that none of that happened but what am i supposed to believe. she left her pants in my bed underneath my comforter. she admitted to trying to homewreck our relationship. and you cut her off but then started talking to her again. you didn't tell me that you started talking to her again. you tell me that you arent when i bring it up. and then you lie to me about who you are going to the movies with and i figure it out through someone else's Instagram story that you lied. you admitted to me that you knew that it was wrong and against what we had agreed upon. you admitted to me that you knew that i wouldn't like it which is why you lied. you even turned off your location when you did it to hide it. idc if you said that you turned it off earlier in the week idk if that's true or not but that lining up is strange. you repeatedly hurt me over and over again knowing that i was giving you space for the intention of fixing things. and if you felt guilty when you were doing those things it obviously wasn't enough to make you stop because to continued to talk to her and lie to me every time. and if it wasn't enough then, i don't understand how you feel so guilty now about things now. it doesn't matter that you don't actually like her and that you just liked the attention that she gave you. you shouldn't be seeking attention from other people when im here literally begging you to work with me to fix things.

he said that he didnt want to hear any of that because we've hashed it out so much and that he already knows that he's wrong and that he feels guilty about it and he doesn't need to hear it anymore. and i got really angry so i said that i had to talk about it and he got up and started yelling about how if this is my decision then i need to leave. he broke his headband and threw it down the hallway. he took everything off our fridge and threw it all away. he punched the front door and a wall. he walked into our bedroom and tired to throw away my collage corkboard. he tried to kick me out saying that i needed to go somewhere else and that i can figure it out. i told him i literally do not have anywhere else to go. i said that i wanted to talk about living arrangements and he said that i cant be here holding him hostage and that i need to get out because this is my decision. i was screaming that this is my home just as much as it is home so we have to figure something out here. i told him im not trying to hold him hostage and that he has no right to kick me out just as i have no right to kick him out. he said that this is my decision to go so if im staying i cant use his tv, i cant use his computer, i cant use the couch because its all his. and that if i was going to stay i had to pay for all of it. i told him that he was being ridiculous and i said that we have to figure something out whether that be figure out how to live together or one of us moves out. i told him that he damn well knows that i don't have anywhere else to go and he said it doesn't matter that i have to get out before he breaks everything in this apartment. he told me then that he was leaving and i was like i cant afford this place myself nor can he afford this place himself either so none of this is productive to figuring it out. he tried to say that he would get his dad to pay for it but i doubt his dad would pay for it if i told him exactly everything that's happened. we were just shouting at each other at that point. him yelling at me to leave and get out and that he was going to break everything and me yelling for him to just fucking stop and listen because im trying to talk to him.

he finally calmed down after i kept trying to reason with him that none of this is going anywhere and he sat down in the closet and just sobbed. i wanted to feel bad about it and while i felt bad that this is the end of what was a really great relationship, i just didn't feel any sympathy for him crying because those were things that he chose to do. he knew that those things were wrong and that they would hurt me and he chose to do them anyways. im coming to terms that those are things that i cant forgive or accept and i cant feel bad for that.

he started telling me that he started talking to a therapist and has had three sessions. he told me that he is thinking about cutting back on dance and quitting the secret team and just sticking with the regular team. he said that he thought about cutting back on the gym on tuesdays and thursdays so that he could spend more time with me. and its just like why am i just now hearing about all of this. like why does it take me getting to this point for you to talk to me about these things. we agreed that you needed to talk to a therapist and that you would tell me when you did and you didn't tell me. i haven't heard anything about cutting back on hobbies and an update on your plans on going back to school until now. and the last time we talked about trying things again was last week Monday. its been just under two weeks and i haven't heard any of this until now. and at this point, the excuse of im busy and stressed and haven't had the chance to say it just isn't working for me anymore. because if you really want things to work, these are things you should be telling me. maybe not abt the cutting back on hobbies part if its up in the air but definitely that you're three sessions in with a therapist. you've had the time to talk to me about your day and ask me about work. you've had time to just mention it in passing. you wanted to even play video games with me the other day but your computer was broken. you could've mentioned it then but you didn't. i just don't understand how none of that was worth mentioning to me if these are literally things that would be saving our relationship or at least turning it in the right direction. the refusal or unwillingness to communicate is just something that i cannot handle any longer. don't wanna talk to me? sure go ahead. don't want to talk to me about really important and game-changing developments? then what's the point of this break and what are we doing if you discover things and just don't say it. i am in the dark if we don't talk - whether or not you like that conclusion that is what it is. you cant be making these huge steps and just not at least mention it to me. because if you don't tell me i just continue to be in the dark and that's how i got to where i am. i saw no progress in the three weeks of break we took. sure the first week was not a good living situation. the second week was constant silence. the third week was this weird pretend we are semi-okay situation because you felt guilty. none of that was progress to me. you were asking me to wait even longer too because the original plan was to wait for your parents to go to vietnam mid-way through janurary and then you would spend the month at their house. that is just far too long and if that wasn't the plan any longer then you should've told me. i asked if you planned on staying at your parents house once they leave and all you could give me was an "i don't know" and then today when i bring it up again saying i have no idea how long this is going to take/where its going you tell me that you didn't plan on going to your parents house anymore because you wanted to be here. like why didn't you mention this to me so we could figure out what that meant for us because that would've been a big game-changer too. like its just all too late. ive come to terms with the idea that im not okay with what you did to me and now you break out all the progress that you've made. i don't know if it would've changed my mind about these things being unforgivable but at least it would've been more to work with for us. it would've been something and something or anything would've been more than what has currently been happening.

at the end of the day, i want what is best for me and i want what is best for him. i think that this break up is necessary for both of us. if that means that we can consider something down the line then it would require lots of change on his part and me to figure out if what he did is something i can forgive. its not something we promised to but its something that is there. i don't know if i can forgive those things but maybe time will change my mind on that.

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siimjaeyun · 3 years

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01: welcome dr.heeseung

synopsis: you and sunghoon were convinced you were meant for one another and married quite young once exiting high-school, but when he decides to leave to the states to chase his own dreams, he asks you for a divorce leaving you alone and with a child he doesn't know you're expecting. so when he turns up four years later, can he expect to fix the damage when your bestfriend jay wants to prove he can be by your side, or when the new doctor at your hospital, heeseung is after your heart as well?

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What usually would have been a quiet and peaceful Monday morning, had turned into a mass chaos within a matter of seconds. You kept glancing down at the food containers and at the clock, almost as if it was chasing you down.

"Sunoo! Sweetie! Hurry, we're going to be late to your pre-school." You said in a louder voice than usual, staring as your son Sunoo came slowly trudging out of his room with a backpack in hand.

In a final moment, you packed the containers inside the lunchbag and helped Sunoo place on his jacket.

"Are we taking the bus again mommy?"

"No, we're taking a taxi since we're running late. I hope they fix the car soon." In a final pull, you were finally ready to head out when a young man was waiting outside leaning against the car.

"I figured you were running late so I came to give you a lift." Sunoo let go of your hand and ran to greet Jay who was patiently waiting for you.

"I don't want to be a bother Jay."

"It's no bother at all, what am I here for then."

Jay, Jay Park: your savior and best friend since middle school. He was one of the few men who hadn't completely dissapointed you. Jay was the one who helped you from the start, from the marriage to the divorce, and from the pregnancy to now, he'd been there every step.

"How's work? It must be fun being head nurse now."

"I guess, I heard we're getting a new doctor today since they're assigning me to him." You stared out the window a bit, hands ready to unbuckle when the familiar sign appeared in your line of sight.

"Sunoo, come on, let's get you to class." Sunoo with his short legs, crawled his way out the car with the help of Jay who fixed his backpack.

"Bye Jay-hyung!" Sunoo waved his hand and walked up to you to grab your hand as you left him at the school.

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"Thanks again for the ride. And tell Jungwon that I'll be arriving to Jake's party early to help with the food." Jay nodded his head and observed as you walked into the hospital.

The same image replaying in his head, maybe there would be a day where he could pretend like it was normal or maybe there could be a day where he can kiss you goodbye, but for now it'll remain in his head.

He was about to push on the gas pedal to head to work when his phone rang, the bold 'Jungwon,' on his screen.

"What's up Jung?"

"I-its about y/n. We sort of kind of have a situation." He hears from the other line.

"Is anything wrong?"

"Sunghoon. Jake got off the phone with him and well-," a good pause emerges, "-he's moving back to Korea."

It was Jay's fear come true: to see the man who shattered your heart into pieces come back. He knew that maybe a small part of you was still in love with him, but he was too afraid to ask.

"When?" Another long pause.

"Next week for Jake's birthday."

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"Y/n, have you heard!?" Your friend, Somi squealed on her way to greet you.

"Heard what?"

"About the new doctor? I saw him walk in this morning and damn, his face can light up this hospital any day." You playfully rolled your eyes and showed her your file.

"Guess luck is on my side since I got assigned to be his go-to nurse." You stick your tongue out at Somi while you both let out a fit of giggles, separating when Somi is called into one of the rooms.

You arrive to the clock-in station, checking the patient files on recent updates before trying to find Dr.Lee's office.

You knocked on the door patiently, until the door opened to reveal the new doctor and my damn, was Somi right.

"Hi Dr.Lee, I wanted to come by and introduce myself. I'm Nurse Y/N and I'll be your head nurse. " Heeseung shows a small smile not wanting to seem way too excited to get a pretty nurse on his first day.

"Ahh well nice to meet you y/n. You can call me Heeseung by the way." He extends his hand in a friendly manner and you take it, and whether you noticed it or not, you may have held on for a little longer than usual.

"Since you're new, I'll show you around. That way, you can also meet the patients you've been assigned to personally." Heeseung followed you like a lost puppy, but couldn't help the smile and sensation that it gave him to meet the children in the pediatric unit, the main population of his patients.

Heeseung also got to introduce himself better to you, and you quickly learned that he was meant for this job as the kids instantly gave themselves into his requests and weren't afraid during his visits like usual.

"Those kids really like you." You commented while writing the final reports of the day.

"Must be because I'm way too handsome." In slight disbelief, you laughed a bit, allowing you to finish your work faster than usual.

When the alarm on your phone rang, you noticed it was already five in the afternoon, meaning it was time to pick up Sunoo from his after-school activities.

"Well, I'll see you tomorrow Heeseung." You picked up your bag and headed for the door when he stopped you.

"Let me at least walk you out, since I'm heading out too." Both of you turned off the lights of the office, locking the patient records on the way out as well to head home.

"Give me a sec to call a taxi." You were in the middle of dialing when Heeseung stopped you.

"What? No, let me take you home." He offered.

"No, it's okay. I have to head somewhere before going home."

"Then I'll take you, plus it's the least I can do for letting me leave a good impression on the bosses." Although you wanted to neglect his offer, you knew your poor son would probably be waiting for you.

"So, are you picking up your cousin or something ?"

"My son actually." You responded in a small voice, wanting to avoid his gaze.

"You should've told me! I'm sorry for flirting with you, I should have known you're way too pretty to not be taken." He mentioned, before stopping at the red light.

"I'm not actually. I got divorced before Sunoo was born."

"Sunoo?"

"My son's name." He manages to pull up to the pre-school, waiting for you to come back and his little heart lights up as seeing a tiny being next to you.

"Sunoo, say hi." Sunoo excitedly waves and asks him a lot of questions on the way home, which can't seem to bother Heeseung at all.

"Thanks for the ride, are you sure you don't want to come in?"

"Yeah! Please!" Sunoo latches onto Heeseung's hand, not allowing him to neglect the offer and who knew that one dinner later, he would find himself not only growing feelings towards you, but a new warm feeling for Sunoo as well.

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wrathbites · 3 years

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We're going to casually ignore the fact it's Monday morning and pretend this falls in time for a Sunday snippet 🤣

"So how did you learn to fine-tune your control?"

"... you're gonna laugh."

"Oh, come on. It can't be that bad."

"Knitting."

Wait. What? Is he pulling his leg? Kaidan squints at him, but Rhys is an open book of honesty, for once. "... Seriously?"

"Yeah. It was my Granny's idea, actually. Power was never a problem when I was a boiling stormcloud all the time. But control? Holding something aloft without smashing it into the ceiling or shredding it? Nah."

"So, knitting."

"Mmhm. Had to hold the hanks steady for Granny so she could work them into cakes instead. And sweep up the mess if I ripped them apart. Or fetch the ladders to go retrieve them if they got lodged somewhere they weren't meant to be - pretty sure there's one still in the chimney, actually. And then she had me try to wield knitting needles and uh. That didn't work out so great for a while."

"Did you make something out of it?"

Rhys laughs. "God, no. I think I managed a quarter of a scarf before I gave up and finished it by hand. The tension's a riot and the colour a visual assault, but. It served its purpose."

#WrathWIPs #I'll retire when I die Rhys Shepard

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songsoomin · 4 years

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Let Me Down Part 2 (A, S)

Synopsis: CollegeStudent!Mingi x CollegeStudent!Reader, Friend!Yunho. After you left Mingi due to his neglect of you, you’re both finding it tough to move on

Song inspiration: ‘Need You Now’ Lady A

Genre: Angst, smut and eventual fluff (but not yet)

Warnings: Drunk unprotected sex, fingering, oral (m and f receiving), mentions of using alcohol to cope with the pain, threat of sexual assault (by random character, of course not any of the boys), physical violence (towards same random character).

Word count: 9K (sorry)

Posted: 27th June 2020

Part 1 Part 3

It was the third time you'd heard the gentle knock on your bedroom door and for the third time you ignored it.

"Y/N...." Jina's worried voice filtered through, "...please come out and eat something."

You buried your head further under the covers.

"You haven't eaten properly in days. Not since -"

"Jina...let her be. She just needs some time." Suzy interjected before Jina could mention him. Both your roomates had been tip-toeing around what happened three days ago. The day you finally broke up with Mingi. They'd both been waiting for you to see sense and dump your selfish, unreliable boyfriend of five years but hadn't forseen the fallout from that decision. Now they were both worried for you.

When they came home from their lectures that day to find you lying on your bed, red-eyed from crying all afternoon. They had thought that as you were the one who broke it off, you'd cry it out and then get over it - after all, it wasn't like you were the one who'd been dumped...you'd chosen to end it. They had got it very wrong, though, because you still loved Mingi, despite leaving him and you felt like your world had caved in on you. You left him because you couldn't stand knowing he didn't love you the same way anymore, knowing you just weren't that important to him. You had to leave because you knew the way he was treating you was wrong. It didn't mean you didn't love him anymore, though, and right now you were starting to question whether this pain you were feeling was worse than the hurt you felt while you were with him.

"You did the right thing, Y/N." Suzy said with confidence later that evening when you had finally given in to Jina's worrying and come out to pick at some toast. "You can't allow yourself to be taken for granted like that."

"I know it hurts now but you'll start to feel better soon and one day you'll find someone who isn't too stupid to see how lucky he is to have you." You almost rolled your eyes at the cliched line coming out of your best friend's mouth but you didn't want to offend her; you knew she was trying her best to cheer you up.

"It might not be too bad, Y/N..." Jina added, "At least you don't have any shared classes with him and there isn't long left before graduation anyway. You'll never have to see him again after that."

The feeling you got when Jina spoke of never seeing Mingi again was like being punched in the gut. You felt sick so you ditched your toast and made an excuse, trudging back to your room to lay on your bed, willing this feeling to go away.

By Monday you had come to the realisation that you couldn't stay in your room forever so when Suzy - the 'mother' of your trio - came in to ask if you were going to return to your classes, you surprised her by already being awake. It was wholly unlike you to be up and dressed early but you hadn't been sleeping properly for the last week anyway.

As the weeks went by you found that you could return to life as normal for the most part; you went to classes, your part-time job, even a few social gatherings and you seemed almost normal again but Jina and Suzy could see it. You weren't ok. You did a good enough job of pretending in order to get through the day but you weren't quite the same anymore. You also knew this but the only way you knew to manage was to ignore the pain; you buried it as far down as you could until it was just a dull ache in the background, a constant reminder that he didn't love you.

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Mingi POV

"So she finally dumped your sorry arse?" Hongjoong asked once Mingi told him why he was slumped on the couch staring blankly at the TV screen. To be honest he hadn't paid any attention to what was on and now he looked at it properly it appeared to be some kind of gardening programme - certainly not what he would normally watch and what must've caused his friends such confusion when they came back to the dorm Mingi shared with Yunho and Hongjoong.

"You did have it coming, though..." Yeosang said matter-of-factly, earning a glare from Mingi but he continued undisturbed, "I mean, did you think she would put up with being neglected forever? You barely made any time for her, at all."

Mingi contemplated that and realised he had never thought about it. It would be a lie to say he was unaware that he prioritised his friends over you but he just assumed you were ok and would always be there.

"You ok, bro?" Yunho asked, jolting Mingi out of his thoughts suddenly. The tall blonde, as his best friend, was more worried about how Mingi felt than the others were.

"I'm fine." Mingi said trying to sound a lot more happy than he felt. "In fact, I'm great. I can do whatever I want now, spend as much time with you guys as I like without being nagged about it. Now I can enjoy our last months at college before we have to join the real world."

Yunho looked at him as if he was crazy and maybe he was but if he kept telling himself that this was a good thing for him then maybe he would start to believe it and get rid of this painful aching in his chest.

"You know, you really didn't deserve her." Yunho muttered as he walked away.

It had been about two months since Mingi had really seen you - not that he hadn't looked but he seemed to only catch a glimpse of you as you crossed the campus grass or disappeared into one of the lecture halls. He thought he'd at least see you in the cafeteria or eating lunch with your friends on the grass as the weather was so nice now but he never did - it was almost like you had completely disappeared from his life. He hadn't spoken to his friends about you at all - still stuck in his delusion that if he pretended to be happy without you, he would be - but eventually he asked Yunho, who was on the same course as you, if you were still attending lessons.

"Yeah, of course she is." Yunho answered, not thinking much of it as he was distracted with the choice of pizza in front of him at the lunch counter.

"Do you talk to her much? Is she ok?" Mingi attempted to seem nonchalant but the questions caught Yunho's attention now that he'd settled on his usual pepperoni and a diet coke to wash it down with.

"Why?" He asked, raising an eyebrow in challenge. Mingi kept pretending he was having a great time single, going out to clubs, drinking, flirting with girls, but Yunho had been his best friend since they were five years old and he wasn't swallowing that crap. It didn't escape his attention that Mingi was drinking too much and, as much as he flirted, never accepted any of the girls' advances.

"No reason. I just hardly ever see her around - I just wondered." Mingi looked away fast, not wanting Yunho to see just how much he wanted to hear anything about you.

"Uh-huh, sure." Yunho shook his head at Mingi, "Just go try to win her back or something. The others might not notice but I know this is tearing you apart."

"Hey! She dumped me! If she loved me so much she wouldn't have left." As his voice faltered on those last words, Mingi couldn't help but let slip how he really felt. There was no point hiding it, anyway. Yunho already knew.

"You're so stupid, Mingi." Yunho replied, sighing because what he also knew was that you looked like shit all the time because you weren't sleeping or eating properly. He knew you were just as unhappy but Mingi was still just as self-absorbed, only thinking about how hard this was on him when really he should just take some fucking responsibility for how he treated you and realise it was all his own fault.

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In truth you very much had been avoiding any place you knew Mingi would be; you knew his schedule and his habits so you simply made sure you took a different route if your classes ended around the same time. You always went off campus for lunch, as well, somewhere you knew Mingi wouldn't go. Jina and Suzy were really supportive, they knew that it was still hard for you to see him and would do anything to help you through it. As time wore on you actually found that not seeing Mingi helped a lot and slowly you were starting to feel better. Your best friends were also delighted to see you starting to eat better, taking it as a sign you were getting over him. It didn't always work, you were bound to see him occasionally as you were at the same college. When you did see him, though, he would be laughing with his friends, looking so carefree. Sometimes you would see him talking to girls, though, and that same dull ache that never really went away clawed its way back to the surface.

"We're going out tonight!" Suzy announced as she breezed into the living room of your shared dorm.

"Who is?" You asked, confused.

"We are. The three of us." She threw you a look that dared you to say 'no' and carried on so you wouldn't have time to protest. "Lucas invited us to a bar with his friends tonight so I've decided to take you out to have some fun."

"Fun?" You weren't sure about Suzy's idea of fun; it usually involved a lot of drinking and dancing and, more often than not, making fools of yourselves.

"Yes. Fun. That thing you never have anymore. It's about time you got back out there instead of moping around this place. You might even meet someone nice - Lucas has a lot of hot friends, you know." She added with a cheeky wink. "So get in your room and get ready now. I want a hot-looking Y/N in one hour. Jina, that goes for you too!"

"Yes, ma'am!" Jina mock-saluted and headed towards her room, laughing.

You weren't opposed to going out; maybe it would help but you didn't care about meeting anyone. You knew very well how good-looking Lucas's friends were and you used to think Johnny might have a thing for you but you weren't there yet.

The bar itself was really nice and the music wasn't too noisy so you could still have a conversation without having to shout. It had an 80's vibe with coloured neon tube-lights and music of the era but didn't overdo it, still being able to pass for a normal bar rather than a themed one. As soon as you were there, Suzy made a beeline for Lucas and virtually leapt into his arms, kissing him passionately; given their size difference he easily caught and lifted her up when she jumped, wrapping her legs around his middle. They were a really cute couple, you thought; him tall and blonde and Suzy smaller with dyed red-hair. You and Jina followed along, greeting him once she'd let him go and getting introduced to any of his friends that you didn't know already.

You were actually having a pretty good time, surprisingly, Lucas's friends were fun and made you feel welcome. Some of them might have been a bit too eager to make you - and Jina - feel welcome and you suspected it was to do with what you were wearing and you knew you looked good. Your blue dress wasn't too revealing but it clung in the right places and emphasised your curves and you'd completed the look with a pair of high heels. You may not have been interested in catching anyone's eye but you still liked to look nice because it always made you feel more confident. Jina, however, was loving all the attention she was getting from the boys and was flirting shamelessly, making you laugh to yourself - something you hadn't done much of in months. An hour or so in the drink caught was making it's way through you and you decided to head to the bathroom but, as you wound your way through the crowd of people, you heard something that made you stop in your tracks. You knew that familiar, deep voice all too well and it cut through you like a knife.

You looked to where the voice came from and saw Mingi sitting with some blonde girl on one side of a booth with Seonghwa and a brunette on the other, looking very much like they were double-dating. Your heart twisted painfully as you watched the blonde girl very evidently flirting with him and taking every opportunity to stroke his arm or put her hand on his broad chest. As you stood there dumbstruck, Mingi looked around and you could see the shock cross his handsome face as he registered you standing there.

"Y/N." He called your name almost apologetically, like he'd been caught doing something but you weren't hanging around to find out what he had to say; you almost ran to the bathroom and flew into one of the stalls breathing hard. You sat there processing the situation - so what if he was on a date with some girl? He can do whatever he wants - he's a free man. It wasn't for you to care anymore, you said 'goodbye' to him. You can't afford to care now, you'd come so far trying to move on. Like this you reasoned yourself into a kind of calm and made your way back to your friends, taking a route in which you wouldn't walk past him again. It must have been a little obvious that you weren't quite ok as Johnny seemed to notice but then he had been paying you a fair bit of attention tonight.

"Are you ok? You look a little pale."

"Yeah, I'm fine..." you lied as best you could, "Just need another drink is all."

"Comin' right up!" Johnny smiled and ordered you another Purple Rain cocktail while you forced yourself to look happy and normal. You drank the drink pretty quickly and ordered another, hoping the alcohol might ease the ache in your chest that had now returned with a vengeance.

********

Mingi POV

"Mingi....Mingi!"

"Oh.. uh.... what?"

"Dammit, Mingi, I've been talking to you for the last five minutes - why are you never with it anymore?" Hongjoong asked, exasperated with his roomate's behaviour.

Yeosang snorted, "We all know why he's never with it anymore."

"Shut up, Yeosang!" Mingi spat back at the smaller blonde man.

Hongjoong sighed and looked at Mingi with concern in his eyes, "Mingi, we're all worried about you. You don't sleep properly, you either mope around the dorm or you stay out partying all night long.....and we've all noticed how much you're drinking these days."

So what if he was? Mingi was tired of his friends' interfering. Why couldn't they just leave him alone?

"You know what you need?" Seonghwa added as he plopped down on to the couch next to Mingi, "You need a good fuck."

"Oh my God - that's your answer to everything, Hwa!" Hongjoong despaired, throwing his hands in the air at the oldest member of their friend group. "He needs to deal with his feelings, not hook up with random girls."

"No, it's exactly what he needs." Seonghwa turned his attention over to Mingi now, "Get back on the horse, bro; you haven't been with anyone since Y/N." The mere mention of your name caused Mingi's heart to clench and the pained look on his face didn't go unnoticed by his friends.

"Getting back out there and meeting girls is the best way to forget about her and move on." Except Mingi didn't want to forget about you.

"How on Earth would you know, Hwa?" Yeosang interrupted, laughing, "You've never had your heart broken. In fact, do you even have a heart to break?"

Yeosang laughed harder at the rude gesture Seonghwa threw his way as he replied, "You're just jealous I get laid so much more than you do, Sangie. It's the safest way - if you don't get attached, you can't get hurt."

"Hwa's right!" Mingi jumped up, surprising them all, "If that's what it takes to prove to you all that I'm fine and stop you nagging at me, I'll do it."

"Great! I'm seeing this new girl tonight so I'll ask her to bring a friend along for you." Seonghwa grabbed his phone and started texting, "Go get ready, Min."

A few hours later Mingi was seated in a booth next to some blonde girl he'd just met with Seonghwa and a brunutte opposite them. He had started to realise that Hwa was not right, after all. He didn't want to be here with this vapid girl that was meant to be his date and, to be honest, he'd already forgotten her name. The girls Seonghwa hung around with were all very pretty but he didn't look for much more than that - why would he when he never intended to get to know them? To him, the girls he dated were just for a fun night - maybe a few if he liked them enough - they never lasted long. Seonghwa was tall, dark haired and, arguably, the best looking of them all; his aura just seemed to attract girls without him even trying.

Mingi couldn't help but compare this girl to you; you were beautiful and intelligent. You could have fun together and proper conversations, you had a connection - this girl was so dull, just talking about celebrities and clothes...he really didn't know how Seonghwa could bear it just to get his dick sucked at the end of the night.

He really was trying his best to be friendly and polite but this stupid girl just kept pawing at him, laughing at anything he said as if it were the funniest thing she'd ever heard. He downed his third drink and ordered another just to try to get through this ordeal.

As he was getting through the fourth drink, Mingi felt eyes on him, turning around he saw you standing there looking back at him and the girl. You looked so beautiful to him, in the blue dress he used to love on you the most but he couldn't look away from your face and the look of utter hurt in your eyes.

"Y/N..." He called out, throwing the girl's arm off himself, but to no avail. You darted towards the bathroom and away from him.

"Is that girl someone you know?" The blonde asked him with almost a jealous tone to her voice.

"Just...stop talking." He ground out, annoyed at her very presence, and stalked off towards the bar, downing his drink as he went.

Once there Mingi ordered another drink and two shots; he didn't want to feel what he was feeling and alcohol had become the only thing that came close to helping. Why did he feel like he'd been caught cheating on you? It was you who left him! He laughed bitterly at himself for ever thinking that if he just pretended to be fine, he eventually would be. It had been months now and the hole in his heart was still just as raw.

"Min..." Seonghwa appeared beside him, "What are you doing?"

"Hwa, I know you're trying to help but I can't do this." Mingi said, downing the shots one after the other as Seonghwa stood there, eyebrows raised in concern.

"You're going to have to move on at some point, Min... It looks like Y/N is." Seonghwa said gently, tilting his head in your direction.

Mingi looked to where his friend nodded and felt anger rise up in his chest as he watched you take a purple cocktail from Johnny, laughing at something he'd just said. He couldn't stand this; just the thought of Johnny - anyone - taking his place at your side, holding you, kissing you, touching you..... No! He wouldn't even think of it. He couldn't bear to. Mingi downed his last drink and marched towards the door, leaving his friend just staring after him.

Next morning, Mingi woke up feeling sick, not knowing if it were more from the alcohol or the memories of seeing you looking happy and carefree with Johnny. As far as he could see, you didn't look close enough to be an item but who knows? The thought of you with another man still filled him with anger but you weren't his anymore. He had to get used to that.

He texted Seonghwa to apologise for running out so suddenly.

It's ok, bro, I understand why you didn't want to be there anymore. Came the reply, followed quickly by,

Oh.. and don't worry, I made sure your date had a good time ; )

Mingi laughed to himself, thankful for Hwa's easygoing nature.

********

You sat with Suzy and Lucas at the breakfast table next morning, Lucas had stayed over and made pancakes for the three of you and you sat eating and chatting about the night before.

"Jina really went home with Jaehyun?" You asked wide-eyed. You'd thought she was sleeping in and that was why you hadn't seen her yet this morning.

"Yeah," Suzy giggled, "...She's had her eye on him for some time; I guess she must've felt brave enough to make a move last night."

"Wow, good for her, I guess." You said forking another bit of maple syrup covered pancake into your mouth.

"Jaehyun's a nice guy," Lucas added, "he'll be good to her."

You sat quietly as Suzy and her boyfriend talked together about the events of last night. The ever-present dull ache throbbed as your mind replayed the image of Mingi with the blonde girl's hands all over him. He wasn't yours anymore, you told yourself, he could see anyone he wanted to.

Your only concern now had to be trying to get through your exams and graduate and you couldn't afford to be distracted by anything else if you were going to do that. You finished up your pancake and cleared your plate into the sink, thanking Lucas for making it as you went.

"What are your plans today, Y/N?" Suzy asked.

"Oh, I think I'll just study; I'm still a little behind on my coursework and I'll have no hope of graduating if I don't get this done."

"Ok...work hard!" Suzy chirped as you wandered back into your bedroom.

You'd done it. You'd got through your exams and were graduating. It had been really hard and you'd had to keep forcing yourself to concentrate on your studies because Mingi was never far from your thoughts. It was easier being without him now than it was in those first months but the dull ache never entirely went away - always reminding you of it's presence if ever you caught a glimpse of him around campus. Jina and Suzy had done their best to pull you through it but you found yourself having to accept the reality that the pain would now always be a part of you. You ached for Mingi, to be back in his arms, but you knew he wasn't right for you. He didn't feel the same.

The actual day of graduation passed by in a blur - the calling of names and collecting of certificates had been terribly boring but you'd daydreamed your way through most of it, having to be nudged by Jina when you missed your name being called. Your parents had come along and taken you out to dinner - just like everyone else's parents so the restaurants were packed. Despite trying your best not to think about Mingi over the last few months you had decided to talk to Yunho about him briefly during class.

"Yunho?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you think you could do me a big favour?" You ventured nervously. You were close to Yunho from sharing classes with him all throughout college but he was still Mingi's best friend so you weren't sure how this would go down with him.

"Uhh...sure. Well...depends what it is." He laughed, flashing his blindingly bright smile at you. You'd always thought he was kind of cute but now his dyed blonde hair started to grow out and his natural black peeked through he was even more good-looking.

"Could you try to find out where Mingi and his parents are planning to go for his graduation meal?" Yunho looked a little surprised so you tried to explain your request. "It's just that...I don't want to run into him because I know it will be awkward. Our parents will probably start to chat because they used to be friends when we were dating and I don't think I could deal with that."

A look of sympathy crossed Yunho's face and he reached out from his seat next to you and rubbed his had up and down your back in a reassuring manner. "Sure, Y/N. I'll do my best."

Yunho had come through so you were able to relax at dinner, knowing you wouldn't have to deal with the unwanted situation.

Although the dinner was nice and it was lovely to see your parents after a long time, you were more excited about the bigger celebration tomorrow; it was generally tradition for the graduates to go to out clubbing the day after (given that the parents wanted to celebrate on the day itself) but the next night you could really unwind and enjoy yourselves. You were a bit sad because the end of college meant your best friends would be moving on with their lives but you were trying to see it as an opportunity yourself - you felt like this city was your home so you wouldn't physically be moving but, metaphorically, you could move on from this last painful period of your life.

The next morning you saw your parents and wished them a good journey home; they had moved since you started college so they were further away than they used to be and didn't want to make the drive home late at night. They stayed in a hotel overnight and you met them for breakfast before seeing them off but once they were gone you started to get excited about the evening to come. You, Jina and Suzy had made reservations at a salon to have manicures and pedicures, and get your make up done; partly because you wanted a treat but also to spend the day being pampered with your two best friends before you wouldn't have them in your life so much anymore. You also went to get your hair done - nothing drastic, just a trim and professional blow dry - you wanted to look great tonight and you'd never felt you were any good at doing your own hair. A new dress and heels and you were ready.

The chosen club was the favourite one for the students to visit, it played the best music and didn't charge a fortune for drinks - best of all though, it had a 2-for-1 offer on cocktails and shots, knowing all the students would flock there for their post-graduation celebration. As you walked in you felt amazing, your dress was a black, sparkly material, fitted in all the right places and shorter than you normally went for. You matched it with strappy, black stilettos with a glitter heel and subtle silver jewellery. It wasn't just your look that made you feel amazing, you just felt better than you had in a long time; maybe it was optimism for a fresh start.

As the night wore on, the drinks kept flowing and you were well on your way to being drunk and having a great time with your own group of revellers. You, Jina and Suzy were there with Lucas and his usual friends but he'd also brought along some others from his course who you'd never met before. You'd normally be shy around new people and keep to yourself but the alcohol and excited atmosphere made you braver and you were all happily dancing together. There was one guy in particular who seemed to have taken a liking to you and was dancing very close, trying to grind on you; you were happy to dance with him but politely tried to keep a distance between you. After a while he was getting a bit too handsy so you excused yourself to go get a water from the bar. It was there that you spotted the one person you had hoped not to see and he was heading in your direction right now. As he approached you noticed he had cut his black hair slightly shorter than before and had a fringe. A lot of students chose to dye their hair bright colours but you loved Mingi's naturally black hair - with that and his beautiful dark eyes and plump pink lips, you'd always thought he looked stunning. Just to make it harder for you he had worn a dark blue shirt with the first two buttons undone so you could see the thin silver chain he wore draped across his well defined collarbones and it made your heart beat a little faster.

"Y/N, can we talk?"

You looked up at Mingi, wishing all the feelings you had been trying to supress for the last few months weren't trying to claw their way to the surface.

"I don't think that's a good idea." You said, looking away from him, still waiting for your turn to get served.

"Oh, but dancing provocatively with your arse in some dude's crotch is a good idea to you?"

You snapped your head up and stared at him in shock. Was he really doing this?

"What has it got to do with you if I do, Mingi?" You were starting to get angry, he can't just decide to start caring now after taking you for granted for so long.

"Maybe I just don't like seeing some other guy with his hands all over my girlfriend." He said, raising his already naturally loud voice a little, making the few people in earshot look round curiously.

"Except I'm not your girlfriend, am I?" You spat at him and the look of hurt that flashed over his features sent a pain through your heart - or was it really the fact that you weren't his that was hurting you?.

"Y/N...please." He looked like a hurt puppy and your resolve wavered - only for a moment, though, because you remembered the blonde at the bar and anger rose up in your chest again.

"You think can go out and date random girls with Seonghwa but get to tell me who I can and can't dance with?"

"What? That stupid girl from the bar? I just went on that date to stop Hwa bugging me about it and I left just after I saw you there. I never wanted her - I only want you!" The look Mingi gave you was so earnest you wanted to believe him but the truth was he had hurt you so much.

The bartender came then to take your order. You should've just asked for the water you came for but the dull ache you had come to live with was turning into a sharp, tearing pain again.

"Two shots of tequila, please." Mingi waited silently beside you while you got your drinks and paid. When you were done he grabbed your arm, trying to stop you from leaving.

"Y/N... Please give me another chance." He looked so broken but you couldn't go back to him, back to being neglected and ignored.

You downed both shots and put the glasses back on the bar. Steeling yourself against the pained look he was giving you, you turned and looked up into the face of the man you knew, deep down, you still loved but were still too angry at.

"No, Mingi. I can't."

You walked back to the dance floor, knowing full well what you were doing was petty, and started dancing with that same guy whose name you didn't even know. This time you did dance provocatively and you let him grind against you. You knew Mingi was watching you, you could see him looking over at you while he drank with his seven friends. It was a bad idea, you knew that but you wanted Mingi to know that he didn't own you. You were his once but he ruined it.

You were having a lot of fun but eventually you started to feel the alcohol catching up to you as your movements became less co-ordinated. It was pretty late anyway so you told Suzy and Jina you were calling it a night.

"Do you want us to come with you?" Jina asked but you knew they were still a long way off from being done.

"I'll be fine; there are still lots of people on the streets and I won't go through any secluded areas." You promised.

Hugs were exchanged and you stumbled you way through the mass of clubbers to get to the door. Outside you stopped a little way from the club and enjoyed the feeling of the cool night air on your hot skin.

"Hey." You turned in the direction of the male voice to find the guy you had been dancing with had followed you out of the club.

"Oh. Hi." You said uneasily, hoping he didn't want what you thought he might.

"So I thought we could go back to my place and have a little more fun, yeah?" He took a few steps closer to you with a look in his eyes that made you uncomfortable.

"I'd really rather go home alone, thank you." You said as confidently as you could despite feeling anxious, hoping he would accept your refusal and leave you alone.

He closed the distance running his hand down your arm and closing his hand around your wrist. "You see...I don't really think it's fair for you to tease me all night like that and then not give me a little something." You swallowed nervously, looking around and trying to think of how to get out of this awful situation.

"Don't you agree?" He added a little menacingly, leaning in closer to you.

The male tightened his grip on your wrist and started to pull you in the direction of a nearby side street; it was dark with no one down there and panic started to rise up in your chest, causing it to tighten horribly.

If you were able to think rationally you would have screamed to alert the other people on the streets that something was wrong but the fear had gripped you and all you could manage was a futile attempt at breaking free of this man's hold. He wasn't huge but you were still small compared to him, in height and build and his grip was firm.

As he pulled you, stumbling because of your stilettos and the alcohol, into the side street you managed to find your voice and, as loudly as you could muster with the fear still constricting your throat, you tried to shout, "Let me go! I don't want this!"

The man didn't listen to you, he simply stopped some way down the dark street and pushed your back up against the wall, holding you in place.

"Get your hands off her NOW!" His voice was low and full of anger but it was so beautiful to you in this moment.

"Get lost. She's mine tonight." The man said not even looking in the direction of the intruder but still looking directly at you with a nasty smile on his face.

All of a sudden he was yanked back away from you; he still had one of his hands on your wrist and pulled you over as he flew back.

"Are you ok?" Mingi asked, scanning your face. His voice held none of the anger it had a moment ago as he spoke gently to you. You let Mingi pull you up and steady you on your feet, feeling just a slight pain in your knee as it had been grazed by the fall.

"What's your problem, dude? I'm just trying to have a little fun."

The anger flashed over Mingi's face again as he straightened up and turned to the man and before you knew it he punched him hard in the face, the man stumbling and falling to the ground. Mingi turned back to you and gently said, "Let's go." and you could see he was doing his very best to hold in his fury. It already made him angry to think of another man touching you but to do so without your consent - and to hurt you, as well - took him beyond angry.

"She's just a tease anyway. If she's gonna act like a whore, she'll get treated like one." The man angrily called out after your retreating backs but Mingi couldn't let that pass, he wanted this scum to be sorry he ever touched you. He let you go and strode back to the man who was still sitting on the pavement, he grabbed his collar roughly in his left hand and started raining punches down on him. You stumbled your way over the uneven paving stones to try to calm him before he did any real damage but Mingi was in a rage; the man now lying on the ground having his face pounded by both of Mingi's large fists as he straddled his body.

"Mingi, please!" You cried out, worried someone would see this. The man was scum and didn't deserve any better given what he would've done to you but you didn't want Mingi getting into trouble because of his temper.

"MINGI, STOP!" He finally stopped, breathing hard and looked down at the bloody man under him. He was nowhere near calm but he let you lead him away.

You walked mostly silent back to your dorm, holding Mingi's arm for support with just the occasional query from him as to how you felt and if you were hurt, to which you tried to reassure him that you were fine now and it was just a graze. At your dorm you invited Mingi inside, partly because you didn't want him going off still so angry and partly to clean him up - his knuckles were cut and bloody and, at some point, the man must've got at least one punch in as you could see a fresh cut on Mingi's lip.

You sat Mingi on the couch as you prepared some water, cotton wool and antiseptic spray to treat his wounds. As he sat there with his head in his hands you could see the amount of anger still bubbling inside him.

"Mingi, I'm ok. Really." You said gently, startling him as he hadn't heard your approach.

"I'm not." He said simply. "I wanted to kill that guy for what he was trying to do to you."

Not knowing what to say to that you simply took one of Mingi's big hands in yours and started to clean the blood off his knuckles before gently drying them and spraying a little antiseptic over the cut skin. You laughed lightly when he hissed at the sting of it.

"So you can take the pain of repeatedly punching a man in the face until your knuckles bleed but you can't deal with a little stinging?"

Mingi smiled but it didn't reach his eyes, "You've calmed me down a bit now. The anger overtook me so much back there, I guess I didn't feel the pain."

You didn't reply, just moved quietly on to his other hand, cleaning it as he sat on the couch with his eyes closed and his head laid back. You smiled to yourself when he fussed about the antiseptic again.

Mingi looked up when you gently started to dab at the cut on his lip with wet cotton wool. While you were concentrating on cleaning off the blood, you could see that Mingi was staring intently at your face. A couple of times you looked up at him from you position next to him - kneeling on the couch but sitting back on your feet - and each time your eyes met you could see something blazing in his beautiful, dark eyes. It was definitely affection but you didn't know if it was love; that was something you had been sure he didn't have for you anymore. You looked closer at Mingi, looked into those intense, dark eyes that you loved so much and thought that maybe he did still love you.

Although, you knew it was a bad idea, you slowly leaned up and gently kissed the corner of his lip where he was cut. "Thank you for saving me." you added softly.

Mingi looked at you for a few seconds before grabbing your face with his large hands and pulling you in for a kiss; asking for entry with his tongue as he licked across your bottom lip. You knew it was wrong but you gave in and melted into it, kissing him back eagerly. You'd never been able to let go of your feelings for Mingi, even though you'd tried to bury them and, in your still slightly drunken state you didn't have the strength to deny him.

Mingi placed his hands firmly around your waist and pulled you onto his lap so you were straddling him, your short, black dress riding further up so the only barrier between you and the growing bulge in his trousers was your delicate underwear. He left your lips and kissed along your jawline, moving to your neck, pulling a gasp from you as he sucked hard against your soft skin. You couldn't help yourself and started grinding your core against him, feeling the bulge grow harder still underneath you. Mingi grabbed a hold of your dress and pulled it over your head in one fluid motion, almost growling as he took in the sight of you in your matching black lace bra and brazillian panties.

"I've missed you so much, Y/N. You have no idea how much I want you right now." His rough voice was deeper than you'd ever heard it and it sent shivers down your spine, the excitement making your core clench instinctively and wetness start to pool. As you moaned his name, Mingi unclasped your bra and tossed it to the floor, immediately latching his mouth onto one of your hard nipples while his large hand caressed the other breast before pulling harshly at your delicate nub with his thumb and forefinger. You let out a loud moan and ground down harder against his clothed erection wanting to feel more friction on your heated core and Mingi, knowing what you wanted so well by now, lifted you slightly and slipped his hand under the waistband of your panties and entered your warm, wet hole with his long fingers, reaching deeper than you ever could yourself.

The only thing you could hear was your own moans of pleasure and the wet sound of Mingi's fingers fucking in and out of you harshly. Suddenly Mingi lifted you into his strong arms and carried you into your bedroom, while you kissed down his neck, taking in the familiar scent of his cologne. He laid you on the bed and slid your panties off you, groaning as he took in the sight of your bare, wet pussy. Mingi crawled between you legs, firmly grabbing one in each hand and spread them further apart. Slowly he placed wet kisses along your inner thighs but gradually something more animalistic came over him and he started to mark you, biting and sucking hard and making bruises start to appear almost instantly. He ran his mouth all the way up from your soft inner thighs to the delicate skin between your thighs and your aching pussy and, finally, pulling you closer to him roughly he marked his way over your hips. He was like an animal that had fought and won for his mate and you loved that he was now marking you as his own before he took you as his own, too.

Marking complete, Mingi dove between your legs and licked all the way up your smooth, wet folds. You moaned out loud in pleasure as he finally slipped his tongue between them and straight into your tight hole, lapping up your juices and moaning against you.

"You taste so sweet, Baby. You don't know how badly I've wanted this." The vibration of his deep voice quickly drove you to the edge and when Mingi moved his mouth up to suck hard on your swollen clit you thought you were going to explode right then. Mingi shoved two of his long fingers back inside your entrance, which was now soaking with both your own wetness and his saliva, curling them up to hit your sweet spot and you couldn't contain it any longer. Intense pleasure flooded over you as Mingi continued to suck and lick sloppily at your clit while pumping his long fingers into you at a maddening pace, forcing your release to continue on for longer and longer. As you finally started to come down from the high, your body shuddered at the overwhelming sensitivity and you had to gently push Mingi's head away from your abused clit.

"Did you enjoy that, Angel?" He growled out lowly, "I've missed having my tongue inside you so much."

"But I'll bet you've missed my tongue on your cock so much more." You teased, blinking up at him through your lashes. Mingi always loved when you looked innocent but said the dirtiest things. He quickly undressed, stripping everything off entirely and you felt a thrill of excitement as you took in the sight of his hard dick standing against his lower stomach, pre-cum glistening on the tip.

"Let me take care of you, Mingi." You purred as you took his hands and pulled him down to lay on your bed. You crawled between his legs and gave him a long, sultry look as you lowered your head and kissed his wet tip. Mingi groaned at the sight of his pre-cum staining your lips and grabbed the back of your head, pulling it down, desperate to feel those soft lips around his cock. You happily obliged, wrapping your wet lips around the head and licking at the sensitive spot just under the rim. You felt his dick twitch in response but pulled away, only to lick all the way up the underside and finish with a flick against the rim again.

"Oh God...please!" Mingi was never good at being teased, always desperate to be inside you already so you gave him exactly what he wanted and, in one smooth motion, took his entire length in your mouth.

"Oh...fuck!" Mingi's cries of pleasure filled the air as you bobbed your head up and down, dragging your mouth almost all the way up to the tip only to slide right back down until he was hitting the back of your throat.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" The sounds of you gagging on his cock were the most beautiful to Mingi and you knew how much he loved it so you deep-throated him as best you could, which wasn't easy given how big he was. You pulled away for air when you felt him start to twitch more, knowing he was close and you crawled up to straddle him, rubbing your bare heat against his throbbing member.

"Mingi, I want you inside me." You whispered in his ear as you bit on his earlobe then moved down to bite and suck on his neck, leaving marks of your own.

He groaned in frustration, "Baby, I don't have any protection on me. I didn't expect this to happen."

You didn't have anything either, having not been with anyone since him but drunken desire took over you, drowning out the tiny sober voice in the back of your head which told you this was an incredibly stupid idea.

"Mingi! I need you. Please fuck me."

Being somewhat impaired himself, Mingi didn't have the willpower to resist, he flipped you over and held himself above you with one hand beside your head and the other stroking his hard dick. He positioned himself at your entrance and stroked his tip up and down your wet slit to lubricate himself before slowly sliding in to you. The feeling of sheer pleasure overwhelmed you as you felt his thick cock stretching your walls to accommodate it and you clenched around him instinctively.

"Shit...I forgot how tight you are." He breathed out as he pushed all the way in as far as he could.

"And I forgot... aaahhh...how big and thick you are...." you cried out as Mingi hit your G-spot perfectly. He had always been big - and perhaps it was just because you'd missed him being inside you so much - but right now he felt huge and you wondered how on Earth he was fitting in your tight little hole.

Mingi leaned down and kissed you deeply, never stopping his hard, deep thrusts. His soft lips moved down to your neck leaving wet kisses down your hot skin until he reached your collarbone and resumed marking you.

"God, I love your tight cunt." He growled out between kisses as he continued to thrust hard and fast. The feeling of Mingi's big, hard cock sliding in and out of your aching core was more than you could bear and the intensity of it overtook all your senses until you couldn't feel anything else but him.

"This sweet little cunt belongs to me." He said as he continued to fuck you roughly. "Tell me you haven't let anyone else touch you. Tell me you're still mine." Mingi's voice was a mix of possessive and desperate as he begged you for reassurance.

"Mingi..." you panted out as he continued to rock his hips against yours, "There was never anyone else but you."

"Tell me you're mine." He demanded, his deep, powerful voice forcing you into submission.

"I'm yours, Mingi. I'm all yours." A tiny part of you knew this was all a bad idea but it felt so right. Mingi being inside you made you feel complete and, for once, you couldn't feel that dull ache in your chest anymore.

Mingi could feel you clenching around him and, knowing you were getting close again, he reached down between your boddies and began to circle your still very sensitive clit while whispering praises to you.

"That's it, beautiful girl, cum for me again." He let out a deep groan as he felt your walls convulse around him and your warm, wetness release all over his thick cock.

Chasing his own high, Mingi lifted your legs to rest over his shoulders so he could reach deeper inside you and his thrusts got harder but sloppier as he came ever closer to orgasm.

"Baby, you feel like Heaven...I wanna fill you up so badly." He was so close now and you desperately wanted him do it.

"Mingi, cum for me. Fill me up. Make me yours, Mingi." It was all he needed to hear and with a couple more thrusts he released deep inside you, filling you up with his hot, thick cum.

Mingi remained inside you as you both breathed heavily, coming down from your highs, before pulling out and laying beside you on the bed. He pulled you into his arms and, as you were succumbing to sleep, you could hear him murmuring,

"You're mine, Angel. You'll always be mine."

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As you woke to the sun's rays filtering through your window, you had a mixture of thoughts running through your mind as the memories of last night came flooding back. Mingi was laying next to you, still with an arm wrapped around you and he roused as he felt you moving to sit up.

"Good morning, Baby."

You smiled at him but it didn't reach your eyes. You were so confused; what happened last night had felt so right but now you were entirely sober and could think about it clearly, you were scared. Mingi had hurt you before and it had taken so much to get over it that you were scared to let it happen again.

"Y/N, what's up?" He could see by your expression that something was wrong but didn't know where your thoughts were taking you.

"Mingi...What happened last night. It shouldn't have."

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

"We can't be together. You hurt me before, I can't go back to that - I can't go through that again."

"Baby, you're mine." He said desperately, "You said you were mine." In his eyes you could see tears forming, shaking your resolve. You couldn't bear to see him like that so you looked down at your hands which were in your lap, playing with your fingers anxiously.

"I can't be yours anymore, Mingi. Last night...we were both drunk." You said it gently, willing him to understand.

"I may have been a little drunk but I know it wasn't a mistake. I love you, Y/N."

"I'm sorry, Mingi. Please...just go." The words sounded wrong in your ears but you were so scared of being hurt again.

"Don't do this to me again. I can't be without you, Baby." His deep voice sounded so desperate but you couldn't look at him, couldn't afford to let him change your mind.

"I'm so sorry." Despite the tears falling, the finality in your tone told him that you meant it. You felt the bed move as he got up and heard the rustle of his clothes as he picked them up and silently dressed. You held in your sobs until you had heard the front door close, knowing if he heard how broken you were he would come back. Once you were all alone you let all the pain debilitate you and sobbed into the pillow which smelled so much of the man you still loved.

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Mingi POV

Hongjoong and Yunho looked up as their other roomate walked in the door looking disheveled.

"Hey! Where did you go last night? You suddenly disappeared." The shorter of the two asked.

They watched as Mingi silently walked to the kitchen side and picked up the half-drunk bottle of bourbon sitting there. Unscrewing the cap and tossing it onto the side, he took a long swig. He hissed slightly as the alcohol stung the cut on his lip, causing some of the brown liquid to drip down onto his shirt.

As your ex-boyfriend walked towards his room, the bourbon bottle gripped tight in his hand, his two best friends really took in the state of him - cuts all over his knuckles, a cut on his lip which was starting to bruise.

"Mingi, what the hell happened to you?" Yunho called out, alarmed.

"Just....leave me alone."

#song mingi #song mingi smut #song mingi ateez #ateez x reader #ateez smut #ateez mingi #ateez angst #mingi x reader #mingi x reader smut #mingi angst #ateez college au

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wolferals · 4 years

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🇪🇸jueves🇪🇸

finally fallin' chapter 4

arón piper x reader

(The spanish is all google translate, i wont take responsibility for mistakes)

chapter 4

You were nervous. Even more nervous than on your first day of college. You were so nervous you even thought about what you were gonna say to him as a first greeting.

Insanity.

Besides the fact that you looked absolutely amazing your knees were weak as you were walking out of your last class. You had put on a summery dress with some sneakers and even applied makeup just to look your best for when you met him. Not that anyone should change their appearance for a boy/girl, you felt better knowing you dont look like just fell into a dumpster. And with your usual messy bun and a sweater you did.

You saw him standing in front of the building with his phone in his hand. And he looked fine as hell.

With that cream-colored button up and those jeans he looked like a fucking god.

„Hey." you smiled at him as you got closer.

He looked up and scanned you before replying:"Hola. Cómo estás?"

He gave you that glance you hadnt seen in many boys' eyes. The way he looked at your body made you feel confident, you felt pretty again.

Its been a while for you to feel like a guy really appreciates you.

„You look beautiful! How come there's not 10 boys following you everywhere?" he chuckled at his own joke.

You blushed instantly.

You did feel good because it was him telling you he liked how you had dressed.

„So, how was your day?" you asked as you both were walking down the street next to each other.

„Boring so far, I was just at home. I woke up an hour ago."

Laughing you looked at him.

„Wow."

Arón smiled at you.

That smiled made you feel so incredibly happy.

„Alright tell me something about you before we talk about business." he exaggerated the word „business" as if it was a secret mafia plan or something.

You basically told him the same you had told Itzan the night before. Why you were here, your friends, family and basic hobbies.

He listened carefully and didnt even interrupt you.

When he realized you wouldnt continue talking he spoke:"So how long are you staying here for?"

-„A semester. I started on Monday, October 3rd and I'll be staying until March 16th I think?"

Arón nodded. „No chance of staying longer?"

You chuckled. „Maybe, If I really wanted to I could maybe do another semester but I'd have to talk to my professors here and in (your home country)"

He smiled satisfied with your reply.

You guys continued walking through the tourist-filled streets of Madrid and he told you some things about either sights you passed or general knowledge about stuff when you asked him something.

Then he suddenly smiled at you and pointed at a light blue house across the street.

„We're here; thats my favorite coffee shop."

You followed him into the café, smiling immediately when you saw a little cat on the floor.

„Naw is it a cat café?" you asked and bent down to touch her soft fur.

„Sí, claro." Arón replied and then sat down at the table right next to where you were standing.

„Come on y/n. I need to tell you about the video."

You laughed at him, let go of the cat and finally sat down across from him.

„Okay start." you exclaimed as you were sitting there calmly, waiting for his explanation.

Arón took a deep breath, folded his finger on the table and started talking.

„Okay so, you listened to the song right?"

You simply nodded.

„Alright, i doubt you understood what it was saying so I'm going to explain it to you.

It basically shows that „I" have found someone that makes me happy and she seems to like me too. So the video is going to be very cute and romantic and stuff.

In the first scene my friend and I thought we'd walk through the city, just sightseeing and then maybe getting some food together.

Then we want to take some shots at a bar, dancing and some drinks you know. As well as some shots sitting on a rooftop, cuddling and doing couple stuff.

And if you'd be comfortable with it, we'd include a small kiss at the end. But only if you want to, i think it would be a nice ending as the song fades but if that crosses the line, its totally cool. We dont have to do that."

You had listened carefully and thought about doing all these things with Arón. You didn't exactly have a problem with kissing him but since you kind of had a tiny little thing for him you wanted your first kiss to be in private, not in front of a camera.

But on the other hand you didnt know if he liked you back so you agreed immediately since it could maybe be your only chance to kiss him.

„Oh perfect! Thank you, i think its gonna be a great video." he smiled at you.

You sent him a small smile as well, still thinking about the fact that you were going to kiss this handsome Spanish actor.

„You sure I can do this? I've never acted before."

He nodded and spoke right after:"Of course, you're gonna do amazing. Just pretend there was no cameras."

Slowly you nodded.

„So we're cool on this side? You're comfortable with the scenes or do you have some other ideas as well?"

He suddenly asked after a while, sipping on his previously ordered milkshake.

„Yeah, its fine. I'll think of something."

Arón smiled at you brightly.

That smile made you happier again.

„When are we going to start tomorrow?"

You asked him.

He checked his phone for a quick second and then spoke:"Is 3 good for you? If we do the <walking around, having food> scene fast, we can film the night scenes right after taking a break or something."

-„And where's the kiss gonna take place?" It just happened, you didnt mean to say it.

Arón laughed a little before finally speaking:"We wanted to maybe shoot the last scene at my place, sitting on the couch with a drink and then end the video with a kiss. Dont worry, you dont have to make out with me or anything, just a quick little kiss."

You replied:"No, no i wasnt worried, just wondering how this was going to happen tomorrow."

He nodded understanding.

You guys then kept on talking about pretty random things, had some milkshakes and even shared a slice of chocolate cake. Arón was super into eye contact you figured. He never took his eyes off of you, for you on the other hand it was really hard to maintain looking at him.

Not because you didnt want to, more like because you werent used to a guy „staring" at you for longer.

„How many people are gonna be there tomorrow??"

Your sudden panic came to show.

Arón seemed to notice the nervousness in your voice because he leaned forwards to get closer to you and spoke softly:"Tranquila y/n, not many. Just me, my friend who helped me write it and 2 guys for the camera and sound and all that. Its gonna be fine, I'll be there to guide you, i promise."

<he was going to be there to guide you> that sentence replayed in your head over the course of about a minute until you dared to speak again.

„What if I mess up, what if I look into the camera, fall and bleed or even worse, fall and die?"

Arón bursted out laughing, which made you frown at him.

„Y/n." He placed his big hand on top of yours.

You stared down at your hands for a second before looking up into his brown puppy eyes.

„You wont die, I promise."

#elite #aronpiper #cute #preference #omander #aronxreader #ander #preferences #smut #itzan escamilla

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ladyknightleyisundercover · 5 years

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Harry/Ginny: "We're cursed! We're doomed!"

AO3

The summer after Ginny finished atschool, but before she started with the Harpies for the new season, she andHarry booked their first holiday together. They were to visit southern Spain,touring the muggle and magical coastline and generally having a delightful twoweeks. It would be Harry’s first ever trip abroad (the Dursleys hadn’t exactlybeen big on taking him away with them) and Ginny’s first holiday since theWeasleys went to Egypt when she was twelve. And it proved a disaster from startto finish.

Various Portkeys were missed; onehotel lost their booking altogether, forcing them into a very dodgy hostel forthe night where they shared a dormitory with fourteen drunk men on a stag do;and between them, they ended up in hospital four times. First Ginny gotsunstroke, then Harry fell down the side of a cliff on a hiking trip and brokehis ankle, then Ginny got a severely infected bug bite, then Harry finished offtheir stay with a nasty bout of food poisoning. All these things were easily dealtwith by the Healers, but all in all, it wasn’t the most successful of holidays.

They recounted the farce overdinner to Ron and Hermione when they got back, who laughed in the appropriateplaces, and made the appropriate noises of sympathy when required. “You’recursed,” Ron said, once they got to the food poisoning bit. “That extendingcamping trip we took put a curse on your holidaymaking forever!” A few drinkslater, this ‘curse’ turned into a silly in-joke which gave them all a fewlaughs, and was promptly forgotten about the next day.

Until, that is, the two of thembooked a second holiday together. This was in late autumn: their busy workschedules meant that they rarely were able to see each other, so they made aconscious effort to get away, just the two of them, and booked a cottage forthe weekend in Upper Fladgley. Getting there was, clearly, a breeze: they onlyhad to apparate up to Yorkshire, and they met in the Wand and Cauldron,enjoying a delicious meal before walking the short distance to thebeautifully-appointed cottage rented to them for Friday to Monday via a friendof a friend of a friend for surprisingly little. The weather was glorious forlate November: cold and crisp, but dry—autumn at its best. It was all set to bea glorious holiday, and an excuse for some much needed time together.

And then they discovered the ghoulin the attic.

This ghoul made the ghoul at theBurrow look tame, and explained why the rent had been so low. It consistentlymade noise—howling, banging on the pipes, doing Merlin only knew what untilabout four in the morning, whereupon it stopped for a couple of hours only toregroup at breakfast time twice as loud. They tried all the silencing charmsthey knew, but for some reason, they did not work. The ghoul was so loud thatat times talking was impossible: Harry and Ginny found themselves bellowing ateach other to be heard, which rather took the edge off whatever kind ofromantic weekend they’d planned. Sleeping was challenging enough; anything elsewas out of the question, especially after Ginny purchased two sets of ProfessorSprout style earmuffs which they both wore to bed.

They did, it was true, enjoy somenice autumnal walks around the sleepy little magical village in the Dales andthe Wand and Cauldron severed the best food either of them had had in months. Likethe Spain trip, it wasn’t as though they’d hated every moment. But as aromantic getaway, the holiday was a disaster from start to finish.

“I told you: cursed!” Ron said,when they’d told him, later. And, again, they’d laughed at their misfortune,then promptly forgotten all about it.

But then. In the spring, they’dorganised a trip to the Amalfi Coast. Early May, they’d been told, was the besttime to go, and so they headed for the wizarding beaches, sparing no expense ontheir hotel. They’d booked for a week, and the first three days were glorious.You could not have asked, they both agreed later, for a better holiday. Thehotel was incredible, the food divine, and the scenery beyond anything theycould have imagined. More than that, though they were finally able to spendsome time alone, just the two of them. It was amazing.

Then, the morning of their fourthday there, they’d gone down to breakfast only for another guest to approachthem. “Are you Ginny Weasley?” he’d asked. Ginny, who had had a spectular firstseason with the Harpies, was used to this by now, confirmed that she was,expecting to sign an autograph then be on her way, like at home. But the blokehad derailed their breakfast, giving her a play-by-play of nearly every matchshe’d been in like she herself hadn’t been there—with critiques!—and it hadrather spoilt breakfast.

Still, they were set up for a nicemorning by the pool afterwards…until it turned out that word had gotten outthat the Harpies’ new star Chaser was staying there, and nearly every touristin the surrounding area wanted her autograph, or a conversation, or the chanceto throw a Quaffle around with her. Throw in the fact that a fair few wereequally starstruck with Harry, too, and it meant that yet again, they didn’tget the relaxing couple’s holiday they planned. The remaining seven days werespent dodging autograph seekers and then, less charmingly, Rita Skeeter, who’dgot word of where they were staying and started popping up to ask ridiculousquestions, hoping for an exclusive.

Of course, they’d regaled Ron andHermione with the story when they’d got back. It wasn’t that they had had atruly awful time—and the two of them, with their respective upbringings, werewell aware of how lucky they were to be able to afford holidays at all, letalone such expensive ones in such lovely places. Still. The idea of a nicebreak, just the two of them, and no interruptions seemed to be unobtainable,much to their chagrin.

“It’s because you’re cursed,” Ronhad said solemnly. Once again, it was clear he meant it as a joke. And yet…

Busy work schedules, for both of them,meant that they didn’t plan another holiday for a good while. It wasn’t untilthe following summer that they planned to go away again, and this time, theydid extensive research, read every single review going, and booked under fakenames. Anything they could possibly do to ensure that things would goswimmingly, they did. All was looking very positive: they had rented into anextremely exclusive villa on one of the Greek Islands, on the recommendation ofone of Ginny’s teammates. Tamsyn swore that it was genuinely the best holidayshe had ever had, so the two of them started to relax.

This, finally, would be the holiday. The one to make up for allthe other rubbish ones; the one where everything would be perfect, and the onewhere no one would recognise them, as they had booked under the name of Danieland Bonnie Grint.

Three weeks before they were due toleave, a letter arrived at the breakfast table. The villa had burned down.

“…full refund…assure you thatno one was injured…regret we are unable to offer alternative accommodation atthis stage…” Ginny read aloud. She looked at Harry.

“Insurance job,” they agreed inunison.

“I’m not being funny,” Ron said,“but I think that you genuinely are cursed. You just cannot have a goodholiday. It was when we were on the run, see. The camping cursed you.” The fourof them had met for dinner, and Harry and Ginny had filled them in on theirlatest holiday shenanigans.

“Don’t be silly, Ron,” Hermionesaid, rolling her eyes affectionately. “Of course it didn’t. Have you been ableto find anything else?” She addressed this last to Harry and Ginny, who bothshook their heads.

“Sadly not,” sighed Ginny. “Wewanted to go somewhere hot, and also somewhere private after last time, and theonly places we’ve found now look a bit dodgy, really. Everywhere’s booked up,as you’d expect in July. It’s a bummer.”

“There’s worse things that couldhappen for sure,” Harry added, “but it’s still annoying.”

“Oh, absolutely,” Hermione saidsympathetically. “Maybe you could get something later in the summer?”

“That’s the plan,” Ginny said. “Wewere thinking—”

“It won’t work,” Ron interrupted,“because you’re cursed!”

“Oh, Ron!”

“I’m starting to think you’reright,” Ginny said, laughing. “We just can’t catch a break—literally!”

“The camping cursed you,” Ron said,looking at Harry with a grave expression on his face. “And you by association,”he added, nodding at his sister.

“That clearly isn’t true,”said Hermione in her logical voice. “You and I spent the entire time withHarry, and none of our holidays have been cursed.”

“Well now they will be!” Ron exclaimed. He picked up his beer glass andhalf rose from his seat. “Quick, look, there’s an empty table over there! Let’srun now, before the curse catches up with us, too!”

“We’re doomed,” Harry agreed. “We’recursed! Save yourselves while you still can!”

“Honestly, you two, that is nothow curses work! You should know this by now. You have to be cursed by someone,and—” Just then, their food arrived, cutting Hermione off. Distributing thedishes took a few moments, but once everything was settled, Ginny regarded theother three thoughtfully.

“D’you know, I think you’re right,”she said. “I think we could be cursed.”

“I can feel it in my waters,”agreed Ron, taking a big bite of burger. “Cursed.”

Hermione huffed in exasperation. “Thatreally isn’t possible, and—”

“The more you say it, the more trueI can feel it becoming,” said Harry, nodding at Ron. “I fear we are doomed toawful holidays for the rest of our lives! Whatever will we do?!”

“I don’t know if I can survive it,”Ginny said, pretending to wipe away a tear.

“You’re all being absolutely ridiculous—”

“There’s only one thing you cando,” Ron said. They all looked at him. He assumed the air of one who as reachedtrue enlightenment. “Break the curse.And also chuck us the ketchup, ta.”

“Now you’re talking,” Ginnysaid, waving her fork in his direction. “Wait. How do we do that?” Harryshrugged.

“I think it’s obvious,” Ron said. “To break the curse, you have tothink like the curse. Act like the curse. Becomeone with the curse.”

“Oh, honestly! How many years of magical education between you, and youpersist in indulging in these wild conspiracy theories which have no basis inthe reality of how cursing actually works!” Hermione looked like she was on theverge of the apoplexy.

“What you need to do,” Roncontinued, ignoring this, “is go camping again. The two of you, a tent, aweekend in the wilderness. Or, I dunno, some campsite somewhere. I guess itdoesn’t matter. But the point is, if you go camping together, and have a goodtime, I am convinced the curse will be lifted and you’ll have no more holiday problems.Boom. Sorted. Am I a genius or am I a genius?”

“I think it could work,” Harrysaid, playing along. “Gin? How about we dig those tents out again and go?”

“I’m up for it,” she agreed. “But Ithink we should consult an expert.”

“Bill?” asked Ron, confused.

Ginny shook her head. “Hermione?You are clearly the expert on all things curses at this table. What say you?”

Hermione looked like she might explodewith frustration, but just then the waiter came to ask how they were getting onwith their food. They all assured him it was lovely, then attention turned backto Hermione. Who was now not looking frustrated at all. Indeed, she had anexpression on her face which might best be described as ‘dangerous’.

“I think Ron’s idea could wellwork,” she said, taking a sip of wine to allow for a pointed pause. “If you doit properly.”

“…properly?” asked Ginny.

“You can’t just go camping andthink it’ll fix everything,” she said. “You have to go camping the muggle way.No magic.” She speared a carrot, looking satisfied.

“What’s muggle camping? How’s it different?”asked Ginny.

Hermione smiled. “Oh, you’ll see.”

to be continued…

#hpfic #hinny #OKAY SO #this clearly isn't a short prompt #i am clearly incapable #but! it was fun to write! and fits really nicely with another prompt! so! part 1 is here!#part 2...next week? next month? next year? who knows! but this i think stands alone #so thank you v much anon #and i hope you enjoy!#my writing

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dis-boi-be-a-gay-peter · 6 years

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The Nerd's Prom

-Part 1-

Peter Parker x Male! Reader

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[WARNINGS: None; typos]

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It was the day. Not just any day; THE day. The day that (Y/N) dreaded.

FRIDAY.

I can already hear your thoughts; "Friday? What's so bad about Friday? Isn't that the last day of the school week? Students can't WAIT for Fridays! I think you have Friday and Monday mixed up." And you would be right...

... if Friday wasn't prom night.

Thats right. Later that night, couples were going to show up and discreetly brag to those who don't have a date. A jock was going to be elected for prom king while a nerdy girl was going to be elected prom queen, only to do something to her like pour a bucket of slime on her beautiful dress (most likely planned out by the cheerleaders).

(Y/N) would of been fine with Friday, but it seemed like everyone was pressuring him to get a date. All of his friends kept droning on about how they have someone they're going with, and it was always followed with the words "who are you going with". (Y/N) wasn't dating anyone, and he really didn't feel like finding someone. Besides, with how close prom was, everyone was either going with a date, a group of friends, or just not going. Finding a date would take FOREVER.

"(Y/N)?? (Y/N)!!"

The said male lazily looked over in the direction of the voice. "Hmm?"

It was MJ. She sits next to him in his English class, which was where they were, right now. MJ and (Y/N) knew each other for a little while. Actually, just a year. He met her and Peter in the beginning of the school year, and eventually got introduced to Ned.

"I was wondering what your plans were for tonight," she said, looking satisfied that she finally got his attention.

(Y/N) pretended to think about this. "Uh... I'm just gonna sit at home. Y'know, watch Netflix... eat some junk food..."

He was interrupted by MJ. "Seriously?" She scoffed. "That's all?"

"Well, I don't have a date," (Y/N) pointed out.

"Then you should come with me, Peter, and Ned," MJ suggested. "We don't have dates, either. We're gonna be the single-yet-hot minglers." She jokingly snapped her fingers in a sharp and sassy fashion, making (Y/N) roll his eyes.

"Guess that sounds more fun than sitting at home with my (mom/dad/sibling)," the male chuckled. "I just gotta call them and let them know the plans."

Mj smirked. "Great!" she exclaimed rather loudly, making the English teacher look at the two weirdly. She noticed the stares and sheepishly chuckled. "Right. We're still in class."

(Y/N) rolled his eyes. He had no clue how he found such an interesting friend.

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The sound of lockers slamming echoed through the halls as students gathered what they needed to go home. (Y/N) added to the sounds by slamming his own locker shut, his backpack slung over his shoulder. The male turned around to walk away from the lockers when he heard his name being called.

"(Y/N)!!"

The said boy turned around to see MJ, Ned, and Peter walking towards him. He waited for them to catch up while MJ picked up the pace, Ned and Peter barely able to catch up.

"What's up?" (Y/N) asked, putting a hand on his waste.

"Did you tell your (mom/dad/sibling) that you were going to prom??" Ned asked with energy, holding his book that read The Complete Guide To LEGO Star Wars on the cover.

"Yeah," you replied. "I contacted them during 7th period. They said it was okay."

"7th period?" Peter repeated. "In the middle of class??"

(Y/N) chuckled, his ears turning a light hue of red, at Peter's raised eyebrows. "No. Well, yes, but the teacher was out in the hallway, talking to one of those class clowns in my class. I took it as an advantage." He went up to scratch his left ear, taking note that it felt warm.

"Well, Peter's aunt will be up at your place around...." MJ looked at the time on her phone. "The time she decides to arrive."

(Y/N) rolled his eyes at MJ's vagueness. "Thank you for the specifics."

MJ only jerkily smiled, walking away. Ned was trailing behind MJ, already talking about some nerdy stuff. However, Peter stayed right in front of (Y/N), seemingly dazed.

"Peter?" (Y/N) questioned. "Peeeeter??" He started to wave his hand in front of the (shorter/taller/eye-level) male.

Peter blinked a couple of times, slightly shaking his head and realising he was staring at (Y/N). "O-Oh! Sorry. I was... thinking."

(Y/N) rolled his eyes. "Wish I could see what was going on in that head," he joked.

A laugh came from Peter as he blushed. "Just a bunch of math and smart stuff," he shrugged, walking away. "See you later, (Y/N)!"

(Y/N) waved goodbye at him, even though Peter's back was towards him. The (eye colour) eyes of the male watched Peter walk away until his figure disappeared in the crowd. He gave out a little dreamy sigh, shaking his head at Peter's words. It was cute how he would space out like that and- wait...

'Cute?!' (Y/N) thought to himself with wide eyes. 'Heh... sometimes, I disgust myself...'

He started to walk off, but still kept the fact that he used the word "cute" to describe Peter in the back of his mind.

'He's a guy... I'm a guy... we're both friends. And ONLY friends. Nothing more.'

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'Right?'

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{Part 2 on its way! This was getting a little lengthy, so I decided to make in into parts.}

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You guys can thank @lord-halloweeny for this story idea, and even for this account idea!

#peter parker x male!reader #peter parker #marvel x male! reader #marvel #spiderman #spiderman x reader

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bellalalawrites · 2 years

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"Interview. 11am. Monday"

It didn't take much time to process that three words. The thing I dreaded, yet at the same time excited the most for a change to finally happened - are coming. SOONER THAN I EXPECTED.

honestly, right now, right at this moment I'm really scared of everything. I spent the whole day today just to calm down. I decided to stay home while the rest of my family went back hometown. I watch Netflix, staying silent, took a nap, off from social media and playing with my cats. I dreaded for this quietness for the longest time since I've been home. I know I should do the research, practice to speak and all but first, I needed to keep my anxiety at the bay.

I have soooooooooo many what IFs coming down given my anxiety is getting worse day by day but I decided to go for it anyway. "here's to adulting life!" I tried to be optimistic. adulting life, my ass. Knowing that I have had self-esteem issue from the start, of course I begin to question myself on how do I sell myself to get a job when I know I'm not confident at all. You know one of the common questions during interview is the why should we hire you thingy. I used to spend many nights thinking what the hell should I answer to that question when half of my life I spend on hating myself, so its like now I gotta kiss ass and find winning point inside of me for the sake of making good impression.

And after that many nights of sweats and twitches, sometimes tears, I finally decided to go for the ✨pretend✨ concept. Just pretend. Whatever you wish to be, just put that into words. You know when they say fake it till you make it. So just fake your confidence while staying true to yourself. Well that's my first tiny step, brainwash into something I'm not till it become a mindset, even if its temporary. Then I cleaned my room.

My sister said my room is messy because it reflected the state of my mind. I refused to move anything because I'm too afraid, not of my room but to face my own messy thoughts.

When you have an overthinking mind, all you think is about the countless of probabilities about the future, instead of opportunities and possibilities. You think about how you wanna apply that job. You think about what if you're not fit for the job. You think about the interview. You think about how to impress your future boss. You think about how will you handle yourself at work. You think about your driving long-distance anxiety. You think about how to fake it on days you feel like dying. You think about the possible days where your seizure consumes your body when its too much to handle. You think about your limited knowledge and skills. You think about the other 100000000 bad things that might happen.

Out of the 1000000000 thoughts, the hell, none of it is true. I can hear the voice of my previous therapist lecturing me about "staying grounded" and "you live in the moment, not in the future and not in the past". Thanks to her, I decided to make peace and live in the present. I know peace isn't something long I can keep while my anxiety is overflowing and I could relapse crying throwing mental breakdown anytime again, but at least I wanna try to keep my cool for once.

There's so many challenges ahead of me, not just this interview. If I pass this, then there's the real job we're talking. If not, I still have to go through the painful waiting game again for my other job applications. I hope I can carry on. Sometimes you just have to force yourself through it, and try to make it look like you're willingly to. My therapist used to say I hated changes so much to the point it gives me anxiety, but that's just a defense mechanism to protect myself. Deep down I wanted a change to happen, even if its scary as hell, I just have to try, with baby steps.

#anxiety

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ashfaceiwa · 3 years

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nurinnn where have u been :(( u haven't answered your asks latelyy anyways i'm gelabah-ing//panicking rn since mock igcse is on the 6 of september (which is legitly near) but idk what to do sbb if i were at school rn i'd have my friends to study with but we're at home and i really don't know what to do,, on the inside i'm panicking af but on the outside i look calm and pretend as if there's nothing big happening soon 💀

oh my god rie im so sorry i havent been active so bad 😭😭 i didnt do it on purpose ill tell u later cuz now i want to wish you A VERY GREAT ABILITY TO SIT THROUGH THE MOCK cuz i understand that its hard, very hard even but you got this !! you getting to this point is already a great achievement cuz many people would just give up so YOURE REALLY COOL BECAUSE OF THAT 😩😩 and i look up to you also youre right about the no one to study with part, im so sorry you feel that way. i would offer you to study with me but i dont think thatll help since were in different levels JDGSHAJ 😭 ALSO THE FACT THAT YOURE STILL CALM after all those is magnificent and i know youve done your very best to prepare for this exam and i know you will rock it because i said so 🙄✋🏻.

i dont know whether you would see my reply because its late im so sorry AND GOODLUCK THIS MONDAY heres a lucky charm from me to you cuz ily: 🥮🥮 (theyre mooncakes)

also the reason i wasnt on tumblr at all is because i have kerja kursus akaun cuz well im in accounting and its really hard its been stressing me out but its all good and im planning to go through it as well as you<3

ily rie pls take a rest sometimes 🥰

#me and rie 💗#life is hard bro #but were all survivors #also me and rie are kinda cool #because we have big girl problems

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