#ama go lay in bed

[sheeluvsme]

"Even the dogs in Las Amas know not to bark at me."

Cw/ mix of NSFW and SFW head cannons!! , it’s pride month so this is a sapphic post !!! THIS IS FOR ALL THE GIRLIES!!!! Also not proof read 😭

She absolutely secretly adores you. She’s never one to proceed physical contact or say too much in public, she isn’t totally big on pda , not because she doesn’t want to show you off. She’s afraid someone will find out how much you mean to her and use it against her in the cartel.

She watches you LIKE A HAWKKKKKKK . can’t come with her? She has her people watching over you. She always has to know your ok, if they fail to let her know your location or your safety well someone is getting fired lol

She loves secretly when you’re getting ready for bed and you play with her hair. Again she’s not huge on touch but will definitely reciprocate it if you do it. But her hair? Lorddddddd secretly makes her heart sore. She loves how after all the shit she has to put up with she can come back to you and have some genuine time. Domestic love. It’s one of her favorite things

SHE LITERALLY LOVESSSS when your walking past her and there not too many people around, so she can roll her tounge at you or whistle while slapping your ass. She thinks your expression after is SUPER funny ☝️

If your a tall girly she loves giving you kisses on your shoulders/back , no one can really see her do it but you know it’s her

If your a short girlie she literally won’t stfu about it , she loves teasing you and frustrating you till you snap at her “¡callarse la boca!”

Running into NSFW territory!!

She really likes being dominant, she is VERY HARD to convince to let you take care of her. She likes being at your service when having sex

She can be very mean and teasing but she always whispers sweet things in your ear..

STRAP ONNNNNNN!!

If it ain’t her fingers or tongue ITS HER STRAP ONNNN

she loves fucking you over counters or like infront of a mirror!!!!! Especially if your a plus sized girlie ! She loves showing you how beautiful and perfect you are in the mirror while kissing your shoulder whispering “Mírate bebé ... eres tan hermosa, mira el espejo.”

She doesn’t like public or risky sex , she is EXTREMELY Jealous and she only wants her to be able to see you so vulnerable , your Hers !! HER ASS IS NOT SHARING

lord FUCK ANYONE THAT TRYS TO FLIRT WITH YOU especially if it’s some guy , she internally goes nuts , she will make a small comment if someone flirts with you “ella no necesita tu pobre excusa de coqueteo. ella tiene a alguien..” if someone keeps pushing there luck , don’t be surprised when she grits her teeth basically threating that dudes life 😭 can’t blame her she’s just a woman in-love with her bbg!!

She lovessss dancing with you to music… especially if you’ve had a bad day ,, she comforts you and dances with you in the privacy of your apartment..then she lays you down and eats you out till your squirming fr

“ mm- Val- ¡demasiado!” You whine. She can’t help but smile smugly and go faster, her tongue on your sensitive clit and her fingers pumping in and out. “Poor baby.. vamos hermosa ven por mí? Te lo mereces..” as she soothes her free hand over your thigh. Trying to calm you down as you shiver around her.

She’s actually a BOSS at after care fr , she’ll shower with you washing your body for you then she’d make you a small bite to eat then relax with you in bed while watching a movie.

Inspired by mactavleyprovider !!

I hope this finds the girlies and feeds you well 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻

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[thebearer]

I am on my KNEES on hot GRAVEL, humbly begging you for a full anal blurb like what u just described bc FUCK thats good

minors dni 18+

"Are you ready for your birthday present, Bear?" You stalked towards him, hips swaying.

Carmen felt dizzy, overwhelmed with lust, excitement, love. Between the teeny tiny, lacy lingerie you had on, and the lube in your hands, Carmen was sure he wasn't going to last long tonight.

"You're-You're sure?" Carmen croaked, throat bobbing as he swallowed.

"I told you on your birthday." You hummed, standing between his legs. You tossed the lube on the bed, arms looping around his neck. "It's your birthday." You muttered, lips brushing over his so softly.

Carmen fought the strangled whine in his throat, head rushing, feeling the blood rush to his cock. Hands on your hips, you pushed him back gently on the bed, straddling his waist, arms anchored on the bed by his shoulders.

"Th-Think I should be on top." Carmen panted, teeth grit in pleasure, feeling your lips trail hot kisses along his jaw down to his jugular, tongue licking a wet stripe that had his hips bucking.

"Nuh-uh," You purred, each syllable pouring out slow. "Let me take care of you first, birthday boy. Get you relaxed."

"I'm supposed to make- oh fuck- you relaxed." Carmen's chest heaved slightly, heart skipping when you nipped at his collarbone, sucking a tiny bruise to the flesh there.

"You'll have time." You hummed, lips pressed between his pecks. "But let me do this first."

Carmen lifted his head, chin tucked to his chest to watch you, hands sliding his belt off, working his slacks undone. "Fuckkkk," Carmen groaned, head falling back on the mattress when you kissed him through his boxers.

Time seemed to standstill, clock ticking at half speed for the two of you- a birthday gift from the Universe, Carmen supposed. You laying on the mattress, Carmen's face between your legs while he devoured you- top to bottom. His fingers pushing in and out of your ass, stretching you open like you'd practiced- like he'd learned you liked.

"Carm," You whined, voice lilted and nasally, looking down at him with glassy eyes. "I-I'm close."

Carmen hummed, muffled against your pussy, vibrations sending shockwaves to your core. He could feel you clench around his fingers, hips rolling off the bed lightly. You were almost there, almost loosened up enough for him.

It was the first time he'd actually fuck your ass, the thought making his own cock ache painfully with desire.

You panted, tiny whimpers and moans that flowed in waves of shudders, coming down from your own orgasm. Carmen knelt above you, hooking a leg over his shoulders so your ankles dug into the skin.

"You-You're sure?" Carmen asked, lips and cheeks still wet with your release. It made you blush.

"We don't have to-"

"-Carm." You hummed, mind foggy and gooey. "I'm ready. I'll let you know if it's too much."

Carmen nodded, letting his cock slide angrily through your folds, tapping over your tightest hole. "You promise?"

"I promise." You sighed contently. "'m ready."

The stretch was odd- a foreign feeling that made your heart lurch in your chest. Carmen's shushing, thumb circling your still sensitive clit while he inched deeper and deeper.

"Oh-Oh, fuck. You-You're so goddam tight, holy fuck." Carmen panted, a feigned whimper ghosting on his words, making you clench at the sound.

"Feel ok?"

"Yeah." You nodded, hips rolling slightly. "Just-Just let me feel it f'a little bit. Get used to it."

Carmen tried to keep himself still, but with every rolls of your hips, face relaxing more and more at the feeling- he was sure he wasn't going to make it. He was so close, just seeing himself in your ass, feeling you squeeze around his length.

You gave him the ok and he started slow, tiny thrusts, daring to go further with each one until your eyes were rolling back when he hit a certain spot. The breath leaving your lungs, clawing the sheets, thighs shaking at the sensation.

Carmen watched in amazement, actions repeating until you were screaming, back arching, clawing at his arms. He came embarrassingly quick, in his opinion, but he was too dizzy and drunk off his own high to care. Collapsing on top of you, face pressed into your neck, heaving breaths mixed with rambling praise into your sweat licked skin.

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[cuteskunkz]

‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.Good Morning Princess ₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.

~Part 2~

(Dom!Mike Schmidt x Sub!Reader)

~Summary: Mike comes home after a long day and needs to blow off some steam. Continuation of part one!!!

~Tags: Pet names, degradation, praise, breeding kink, daddy kink, brat taming, gawk gawk 3000, penetrative sex, afab!reader

Note: This is pretty much porn LMFAO!! Read part one for the full story.... or not if you're horny no judgement ;) Just a reminded that I am brand spankin new to writing fanfic so apologies if it's mid. Pls lemme know if you're interested in more, my amas are always open to ideas <333

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Mike grabs your face with one hand. This causes you to pout at him and furrow your brows. "Don't make me cuff you again" Mike says playfully. You take it as a challenge, deciding to be the biggest brat possible. You knew how much Mike loved taming you, it was like a newfound hobby for him. At one point your attitude was so much he had to throw you over his shoulder and carry you to the bedroom to teach you better manners.

"Or what? I can handle some stupid pair of cuffs" you say while staring at Mikes baby pink lips. He pins you to the bed. His strength is impressive, you couldn't fight him off even if you tried. The guy definitely takes his push ups seriously. You start wiggling underneath him knowing this will piss him off more. His hands only grip tighter around your wrists, further restraining you. "You're so fuckin needy- do you know that?" he growls. You face away from him suddenly feeling bashful.

"Look at me when I'm talking to you." You lock eyes with Mike, your mouth slightly agape. You take notice of his light brown freckles and it's like your heart skips a beat. "Good girl. Now get on your knees" he directs. He loosens his grip on you and stands next to the bed waiting for you to follow his order. "Nah I think I'll stay riiiiight here. You know Mike- your bed is soooo comfy I couldn't possibly eveeerrrr get u-" he grabs your throat and pulls upward forcing you to stand and make your way off the bed. Your tiny fingers attempt to pry him off but it's no use. "Im gonna fuck your mouth until your dumb little brain is empty. How does that sound hm?"

That's all it took for you to turn back into his subservient toy. "Anything for you sir". You lower yourself down onto your knees and stick your tongue out. Mike had you basically trained to take position for times like these. He taps his cock on your tongue a few times allowing you to mentally prepare for his length before roughly thrusting into your throat at a decent pace. "It's like you were made for me. God you're so pretty sucking on me like that. Thank daddy for stuffing his cock in your mouth." He pulls back slightly leaving his member resting just barely on your lips. "Thank you daddy" you reply. "Thank you for what? Use your big girl words"

"Thank you for f-fucking my throat." He smiles, "There we go. Good girl". He thrusts back into your mouth and pumps even faster than before. Guess your words really motivated him or something. Mike takes your hair into both his hands and forces you deeper. The sounds of you sputtering and gagging on him push him closer to his climax. You stare up at him with tears rolling down your blushing cheeks. You'd pay any price to stay in this state of pure bliss. "You look so beautiful when you're cockdrunk, princess. I know it's a lot but you're doing so well... j-just a little longer I promise"

Mike pulls out of your mouth leaving spit strings attaching you to him. He grips your sides and picks you up, laying you down on the edge of his bed. You instinctively rest your legs on his chest anytime you're put into the missionary position as it allows him to hit your more sensitive areas easier. He began lining up his length to your throbbing cunt, causing butterflies in your stomach. "You still with me?". You couldn't focus anymore but to nod in confirmation. A low groan left his lips as he slid into you. Slowly but surely you stretched to fit all of him.

"You're all mine princess- ALL fucking mine." Mike pounds deeply into you, using your hips as a handle to move you onto him like his personal fuck toy. The sounds of your pussy around him as well as your high pitched moans were so intoxicating to Mike. You were his favorite pastime activity. "I'm gonna pump so much cum into your sweet little pussy baby. Gonna fill you" he says while wrapping one hand around your throat. Just the thought of him finishing in you made you feel like a feral animal in heat.

Your climax sneaks up on you. You uncontrollably tremble on Mike while babbling what sounds like his name over and over again. Maybe if you were coherent it would be more obvious. "That's it, keep it up little fuck bunny. I love it when your tight pussy drools for me". You felt so overstimulated, bucking and rolling around but his hands pin you once more until he can finish. You felt so small and weak under his control.

He bottoms out in you. You can feel his rhythm getting sloppier, signifying his closeness. "Oh fuck b...baby I'm gon....gonna-" he whimpers. His head falls back while his fingernails dig into your hips. You're filled to the brim with his cum, some of it leaking out around him. For a second it's silent (beside the sound of both of you catching your breath that is). He slowly pulls out, careful not to spill any of his seed out of you. Mike slips his middle finger into you to push it deeper leaving you feeling deliciously full. 

You lay there with your eyes closed unable to wipe the grin off your face. "If this is what happens when I mouth off to him I definitely gotta do it more often" you think to yourself. You distractedly replay the series of events that just happened in your head. You hate to say it but you definitely tuned Mike out for a bit to recall everything correctly. "Hello? You there? Did I kill you? Oh no!! My poor baby!!" he teases, pretending to cry. "What will I ever do!!" He throws himself on top of you like a damsel in distress, pretty much crushing you. "Mikey I swear to god I will punch you" you chuckle. "You do that and I'll tell Abby you threw away her favorite crayons." You pull the blanket right below your eyes pretending to be scared, "Hey man I was just playing around- you'll actually get me killed like that."

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This is the final part of Good Morning Princess <3 I hope you guys enjoyed as much as I have!! It was so much fun writing this and I can't wait to keep creating. That being said if y'all have ideas please send them in, i'm pretty busy but Im on here daily. Thanks for reading!!!

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[joestvr]

an interesting trick || jotaro x reader

~~ copied and pasted from a flashback in my wattpad story pls read ~~ link: ore no kokoro - jotaro x reader - jotaros biggest fan - Wattpad

It was a hot sunny afternoon. Jotaro, Polnareff, and Kakyoin sat outside together on the hotel balcony with their chilled drinks, cigarettes burning. 

Of course, Kakyoin, being a good kid, could not partake in such activities. He sat on a chair while watching Jotaro and Polnareff chain smoke, chatting amongst themselves. 

You were inside the room laying in bed, happy you got to take a nice shower and finally put pajamas on. You watched them engage in hearty conversation and laugh. 

You had a huge smile on your face as you watched the peaceful expression on Jotaro's face, he was even cracking a laugh as well. 

Anne sat beside you with a giant smirk on her face, nudging you playfully. "So.. can I know how you got to know Jojo?" 

"Let's see.. we've been best friends since we were maybe 5? I can't remember. My earliest memory is him, anyway.." You pictured little Jotaro in his suspenders. 

"Really? That's a pretty long time." She replied. You smiled and took a necklace off your neck, opening the heart shaped locket, handing to her. 

Inside was a small picture of you and Jotaro, taken on your 15th birthday. He had a smile on his face and his arms wrapped around you, embracing you.

She gasped. "Wow, Jojo used to be nice, I'm assuming?" 

"He was the sweetest boy. Bring me flowers, write me letters, walk me everywhere, hug me... He was so cute." You reminisced. 

Her jaw dropped. "You've really got the hots for him, don't you?" 

" 'Course I do. Who wouldn't, have you seen the guy?" You chuckled and stood up, going outside. 

"Hey boys." You smiled largely. "Hey, Y/n, join us." Kakyoin said to you invitingly, you nodded and sat down in between Jotaro and Kakyoin. 

"Jiji to Avdol wa doko?" Jotaro asked you. "Un, Joestar-san wa doko da?" Kakyoin added. 

"Dono yo ni aatashi wa shitte iru?" You responded, raising an eyebrow. 

"Urusai wana..." Jotaro sighed, a cloud of smoke coming from his mouth. "Kuso yaroo." You muttered.

"Yakamashi, kono ama. Yare yare daze." He responded. Kakyoin turned to Polnareff and pursed his lips trying not to laugh at his awestruck expression. 

"You guys always leave me out!" He cried. "You damn japanese.." 

"Anyway," You blurted out. "Spot any ladies while you were out?" 

"Oui, Oui! I saw so many beauties, hehehe." Polnareff exclaimed. You laughed. "They were all over that scoundrel Jojo, though." He continued bitterly, crossing his arms and looking at Jotaro. 

He rolled his eyes and sighed. He looked at you, good lord, your lips looked really kissable. 

You really wanted a kiss, he looked so hot. 

You shook your head, not wanting to have such thoughts. You cleared your throat and looked at the empty glasses on the table. "Do you guys want me to refill your drinks?" 

"Yes, can you pour me a beer?" asked Polnareff. 

"Just a cola, please." said Kakyoin. 

You looked at Jotaro. "Get me a beer too." He murmured. You frowned. "You know I don't like it when you drink." 

"Y/n." 

"You act so strange when you're drunk. I don't think so." You crossed your arms. 

"How strange does he act when he's drunk?" questioned Polnareff tentatively. 

"Well, he gets really—" Jotaro put his hand over your mouth, giving you a  warning glare. "Hot and bothered." You jerked away and scoffed, picking up the cups, walking inside. 

You poured a Corona for Polnareff, cherry cola for Kakyoin, and nothing for Jotaro. Luckily, there was wine in the mini fridge as well. You poured some for yourself. 

You came outside again and set the drinks back down on the table. "Thank you." Polnareff and Kakyoin said. 

You sat down and slowly sipped your wine, Jotaro glaring at you, annoyed.

"Hey, Jojo, you've never kissed a girl, right?" Polnareff giggled. 

"What an obscene question, Polnareff." said Kakyoin, cringing. 

"Well, Y/n? Has he kissed any girls?" 

"Not that I know of..." You lied through your teeth, Jotaro and you had shared many kisses in the past 3 or so years, though you're not a couple. 

"Liar!" He shouted. 

"No!" 

Jotaro suddenly pulled you in under him, leaning below and tucking his cigarette under his tongue, placing a modest yet passionate kiss on your lips. 

He let the cigarette stick out of his mouth again as he blew smoke in your face, letting go and sitting still again, quietly laughing to himself.

"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!" yelled Polnareff. 

"JOTARO!" 

"WHAT WAS THAT?!" 

"My, my, Jojo," smiled Kakyoin.

"JOJO WHERE DID YOU LEARN TO DO SOMETHING LIKE THAT, YOU'RE A KID!" 

"WHAT ON EARTH IS GOING ON HERE?!" boomed the familiar voice of an old man. 

You jerked around only to see Joseph standing inside with his jaw on the ground.

"Uh oh."

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[nickybloodhead]

You made the Latina reader with earlier James get into my head, I'm obsessed!! I read your last post about him meeting her family and it made me think about something like: She has a SUPER conservative father (who doesn't like James very much) and he always forbids her from seeing him or things like that, and on some nights (when he can't go visit her climbing out of her bedroom window) they have phone sex :/ (it's so cliché but i love it so much)

Uh this thing about your dad hating your boyfriend is so latino coded, plus I love cliches too.

That would be funny, wouldn't it? That your dad doesn't like James and that's why he tries to prevent them from seeing each other, of course you guys are always looking for a way. When James found out he could come through your window, you both made it a nightly habit.

He would quietly walk into your room, you would be a laughing mess and you couldn't help but push him into your bed to kiss him. You'd get a little naughty, he'd be groping every part of your body until one thing would lead to another and you'd end up having soft, quiet sex, all for the sake of keeping the bed from creaking and making noise.

However, being careful wasn't enough, one night your father is in the yard and sees James hanging out of the window about to come in, that of course, doesn't like him. James had to run down the street at full speed while your father chased him threatening to kill him, you admit it was a little funny to see that damn scene out of a movie, what was not funny was the punishment your father gave you, a whole month locked in the house without going out, oh, and he also blocked your window. It was fucking frustrating not seeing your boyfriend, but at least you had his late night phone calls.

"Maybe your dad went a little overboard with the punishment" James spoke on the other end of the line, you chuckled and lay down on your bed.

"You think so? It's like being in prison, mierda, it's so boring" You complained quietly so your parents wouldn't hear you, you sighed wearily. "I miss you, mi amor."

"I miss you too, beautiful, I miss being able to spend time with you, kiss you, hold you...touch you" Those last words sent an electric shock throughout your body, you pulled your legs together and blushed, thoughts quickly began to go into hotter territory.

"It's a shame you can't come do all that, because, you know, you'd find me wearing just your shirt and my panties... Se que amas verme así" You smiled dumbly and closed your eyes, your heart was hammering faster and faster, your breathing became heavier, through the earpiece you heard James gasp and grunt.

"You're right, I love seeing you like that baby. Fuck, you're killing me here, you know that?" his voice had become huskier. James was on the couch, he had spread his legs for comfort and had unzipped his fly as his jeans had become uncomfortably tight. You licked your own lips and sighed, your hand slowly traveled down your chest, abdomen and finally between your legs, just a slight pressure of your hand on your sex.

"Have you thought about me, guapo? Because I can't get you out of my head, I can't stop thinking about what we did a few days ago in your truck" James groaned on the other end of the line, his hand squeezed his erection a little over his boxers as he remembered how she had managed to ride him in the back seat of his truck.

He remembered how tight she was, the wild way she had claimed his lips, she had taken everything from him at that moment, he needed her again.

"You were so wet then.... Tell me pretty, are you wet now?" you whimpered in response and nodded even though he couldn't see you, your fingers slipped under your panties and pressed two of them right over your clit, you gasped and bit your lip.

"Yes, I need you" You looked towards your door to make sure it was locked, with your hand you pulled your underwear down a little. "I would love it if you were kissing me right now, tocándome bien rico"

"Shit, I love when you say things like that" James pulled down his boxers and took his cock in his hand, stroking slowly up and down. He closed his eyes and let himself be carried away by the suggestive images his brain was providing him about you, he could see how messy your bed was, you lying with your legs open ready for him, ready to take it good like you always did.

You could hear his heavy breathing, sure he was already touching himself just like you, all you wanted was to have him here to fuck you once and for all, to have him replace your fingers with his tongue, the very thought of him eating your cunt made you squirm a little and increase the caresses on your sensitive bud.

"I can hear you touching yourself, baby, tell me how it feels" James murmurs, grunting with each tug he gives his cock, you moan a little and tighten the grip you have on the phone.

"Se siente tan bien, though I wish it was you." Your vision is a little blurry from the overstimulation, you feel how soaked you are and how you're dripping on the sheets, you bite your lip to avoid making too much noise, so that only a few squeals are audible, James is going crazy with desire, jerking off a little faster.

"I'd love to be there too, believe me, I need to bury my cock in that tight pussy of yours" You moan a little louder than you should and immediately hide your face in your pillow, you hear James chuckle. "Even without me there you're loud, huh?"

"Fuck James, I'm about to…oh, carajo!"

You feel small spasms in your abdomen, a pleasant warmth runs through your body as your back arches, you muffle your moans against the mattress and bite the covers to contain the scream of relief that is about to escape your lips, you cum deliciously as you listen to James' praise, of course at some point in your ecstasy you let go of the phone. You lie on your back on the bed, catching your breath, your thighs slick with slick.

"Are you still with me, baby?" You hear his distant voice call out to you, you shakily pick up the phone again with trembling hands and settle it close to your ear.

"Still here…" You sound completely relaxed, soft words slipping from your mouth. You knew he hadn't cum yet, so you decided to help him with that. "You know, if you were here, I'd love it if you'd cum in my mouth. Para probarte todo, mi amor”

You heard him grunting and panting, heard the sound of skin against skin, giving you the image of him stroking his length with fervor, a particularly obscene moan along with a few curses let you know he had cum. You let him pull himself together, that had been an intense session, but it was inebitable, they hadn't spent that much time apart and they desired each other.

"Still with me, Het?" You teased him, managing to draw a chuckle from him, laughed with him and sighed contentedly. "I really miss you a lot."

"I know honey, but I'll keep calling you every night without fail, okay? Until that month of punishment is over."

"Promise?"

"I promise beautiful, now go get some rest…I love you."

"También te amo."

What a roller coaster of emotions, but I'm a bitch for fluff so there you go.

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[wishesunderthestars]

Eunoia // Ch. 24

eunoia (noun): beautiful thinking, the possession of a well-balanced mind, which exhibits goodwill and kindness

Pairings: Hybrid! BTS x reader

Summary: You are a world famous director and you have dedicated your life to your job.You have everything you could ever dream of; wealth, recognision, talent, your friends and family. But loneliness isn’t cured by success. So what happens when you somehow rescue seven hybrids? Can they fill the void?

Genre: Angst, fluff, hurt/comfort, eventual smut

Word Count: 8.2k+

Warnings: past abuse, past sexual abuse, cursing, past violence, mentions of blood, panic attacks

Masterlist

Chapter 1, Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23

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There was a deep lull after dinner, surrounded by fairylights on a late summer night with your bellies full of delicious food. You and Seokjin had cooked Michelin-level lasagna and for dessert the best custard tarts you had ever tasted. Seokjin truly was extraordinarily talented at cooking and baking. He could have been one of the best chefs in the world. The only obstacle was his DNA. There were no famous hybrid chefs, probably there were no hybrid chefs at all. For most people it was near impossible to look past the animal ears and tails.

“What are you thinking about?” Seokjin asked. You were the only ones left at the circular bench around the table. You were laying with your back against his side and your head on his shoulder.

“Nothing. Everything,” you said.

You couldn’t see his smile but you imagined it lighting up his face. Seokjin was always beautiful, he was one of the most beautiful people you had ever met. But when he was smiling, he was magical.

“You can never turn it off, can you?” he asked, bumping his hand with yours. You didn’t hesitate to take hold of it and intertwine your fingers. 

You looked up at the stars. Away from the heart of the city, they were bright and endless. “I don’t think that’s possible. It’s part of my charm.”

That pulled a laugh out of him and you reveled in it, in the ordinary sanctity of the moment. You took in the view of the garden and hybrids scattered around.

Namjoon and Hoseok were sitting by the pool, their feet dipped in the water, while Hoseok spoke excitedly about something moving his hands around, his tail wagging behind him. Namjoon listened to him like he didn’t want to miss a word falling from his lips. Jimin was curled around Yoongi on the grass, his eyes were closed and you could tell that he was purring without having to hear him. Yoongi was gazing at the stars peacefully, his arms at his sides. Further away, Jungkook and Taehyung were flipping through Jungkook’s latest sketchbook. Taehyung would stop him from turning the page sometimes to run his fingers over a sketch.

Taehyung was still reserved but he was slowly but steadily bonding with the other hybrids. Jungkook had happily told you that they had spent the afternoon painting together and proudly showed off their masterpiece, an artistic mess of colorful lines and funny faces that wouldn’t have looked out of place at a modern art gallery. You had said you were going to hang it up in the gallery unless Taehyung—whose cheeks had turned red for the first time—wanted to keep it. Timidly and in the best english he could master, he asked if he could take it to his room. While the lasagna was in the oven, you and Jungkook put it up on the wall above his bed.

“Summer is ending and I barely felt it,” you said. When you were younger you used to spend summer days swimming and chase the nights until you found the sun with your friends. This year you had only seen the sea from afar or through the window of a plane. “I miss the sea. I miss swimming in water that isn’t in a pool. We should have gone on a trip somewhere with a beach and not as many people as Los Angeles.”

“We can do that next year or whenever your next break is. We can find a place that will be warm enough to swim, can’t we?”

“I’m sure we can.” You had no idea when your next break was. Autumn and winter were full with filming, premieres and press tours. The small breaks in-between were for one or two days and you would usually spend them going over emails and talking with executives. But you would make this happen. “I haven’t been on a leisure trip in a while. It would be fun. We could rent a place by the beach, we could go swimming whenever we wanted, spend the day there. I would drag you into the sea because you would be too afraid to go in.”

“I wouldn’t!” Seokjin protested.

You pushed back against him to tease him. “You totally would. You were terrified to get into the pool where you can clearly see the bottom and there are no currents to be afraid of.”

“I didn’t know how to swim then! And I wasn’t terrified, I was a little scared which is normal, that’s all,” he defended himself.

“A little scared isn’t what I would describe it as.”

“I wasn’t terrified! I wouldn’t have got in the pool if I was!”

You laughed at how defensive he was. It was funny to rile him up, if only just to hear how quickly he could speak. You were too focused on him that you didn’t notice that Jungkook and Taehyung had got up until they had almost reached you. Taehyung was hurrying after Jungkook, struggling to keep up with his fast strides.

The bunny called your name excitedly before they stopped in front of you. “Taehyung wants to go to the lake. Can we please go before your break ends? You said we can go swimming in the summer.”

You had been planning to go to the lake but something always came up. It was only around thirty minutes from your house but you hadn’t been there since early spring.

“There is the trip you wanted,” Seokjin said.

Sometimes, it was hard to believe everything was a coincidence.

“Well, it isn’t the sea. But you can prove to me that I won’t have to drag you into the water there.” At his indignant expression, you turned to the two hybrids. “Of course we can go. There aren’t many days of my break left though. We can go tomorrow if you want, stay there until nightfall.”

Jungkook smiled widely and clapped his hands. You caught the twitch of Taehyung’s lips although his head was bent. “Yes! Thank you! I have never gone swimming in a lake. It will be amazing.”

His excitement was contagious, it got your mind brimming with ideas on how to make tomorrow special. “You should ask the others first. See if everyone agrees about tomorrow.”

“They do,” Jungkook said.

You chuckled. “Okay, ask them just to be sure.”

“You could invite John too,” he added quietly. “And Alice. We haven’t seen her these days and Taehyung hasn’t met her yet.”

You weren’t surprised that John was being missed, he was such an important part of your life and as an extent he was an important part of your family’s life as well. Like you, he was on a well-deserved break and it was almost two weeks since the last time you had seen him and the messages you often exchanged didn’t make you miss him any less.

However, you were worried about overwhelming Taehyung. He had met John back in Seoul but those were memories you didn’t want him revisiting and although little Alice was a charmer she hadn’t developed a filter yet. She was a curious child and you wouldn’t be able to answer all of the questions she was bound to have. Not honestly, at least.

“Inviting Alice isn’t a bad idea,” Seokjin said, placing a hand on your shoulder. “If Taehyung is okay with it, of course.”

Jungkook turned to Taehyung then and proceeded to try to explain to him with simple english and a few hand gestures who Alice was. He didn’t fail to mention that Alice was very cute and gesture how tall—or short in her case—she was. Taehyung seemed thoroughly confused in a way that had you wanting to squeeze his cheeks.

“Hobi,” you called. “We need your help!”

Hoseok’s fox ears twitched. He shot up, ran barefoot across the garden and tackled Jungkook, who was delighted to be in Hoseok’s arms. Both of them laughed wildly, bumping their foreheads together.

“What can I help you with?” he asked, his mouth forming a heart.

“We are planning–” you started but were swiftly interrupted by Jungkook.

“We’re going to the lake tomorrow!”

Hoseok’s face lit up. “Are we? I’ve never been to the lake! Are we really going?”

“If everyone agrees,” you conceded.

It had slipped your mind that Hoseok and Yoongi hadn’t been there on your last trip. It had been only a few weeks after adopting Seokjin as a means to put a pause on your workaholic tendancies. It wasn’t likely that they had ever visited it. Other than Namjoon, no one was very keen on treading the treacherous ground that led to the lake on their own. The trip was a chance for the hybrids to get out of the house and experience something they didn’t get to do often.

Seeing John and Alice was an added bonus. Hoseok lit up like the sun when you told him to ask Taehyung if he was comfortable with them joining you. Taehyung looked at you, his gaze heavy with thousands of things he didn’t say. He averted his eyes too soon as if he caught himself doing something improper.

“He said if that’s what you want,” Hoseok translated.

You cursed the language barrier. There were thousands of things you wanted to say too, you could build mountains with them and watch them grow taller and taller until they crumbled. There was no point in them, not when he couldn’t understand. It wasn’t the same hearing it from someone else.

“It isn’t about what I want. It is about what he wants,” you said. Hoseok translated again and Taehyung looked confused like there was something he couldn’t understand.

“He doesn’t mind,” Hoseok said in the end.

Even if he did, you doubted he would tell you. There wasn’t anything more you could do.

Jungkook looked at you expectantly, his eyes wide and sparkling. You gave in, “Alright, go tell Namjoon and Yoongi and make sure they agree. I will text John to see if they can make it.”

He jumped up and down—a reaction that could be due to his bunny genetics and was way too cute for you to handle—before running off to tell them. By the way they were looking at you and their superior hearing, they had already heard most of your conversation.

 You leaned back against Seokjin again as Hoseok took Taehyung by the hand and followed Jungkook, gesturing at the direction of the lake as he spoke.

“Looks like we’re going to the lake tomorrow,” you said, typing a message to John. “You’ll have to brave the forest again.”

"Sadly, there isn't. Unless you can fly."

He groaned purely for show. “Not again! What have a done to deserve this? These feet weren’t made for dirt and roots. Isn't there a way to get to the lake without walking through the forest?"

A new message appeared on your screen. John was as diligent at texting as he was in every other aspect of his life and he disapproved of your tendency to see the messages but leave them unanswered until later.

“They don’t have anything planned for tomorrow and Alice is apparently jumping all over the house right now, singing that she will go to the lake tomorrow to see all her new friends.”

“She is adorable,” Seokjin cooed. “I want to squeeze her.”

“You can do that tomorrow. She likes the attention.” You straightened and grabbed his arm, wrapping it around your waist before sinking back. “Better.”

Not many preparations were needed for a trip to the lake. After all, it was only a relatively short walk from your house. If you needed anything, you could send Namjoon who could make it back in half the time compared to the rest of you. That of course didn’t stop Seokjin from waking up before the sun had risen to make an array of snacks and baked goods to take with you.

You found him in the kitchen, wearing his cute pink apron streaked with flour. He was determined to make the best cheesecake any of you had ever tasted because you had mentioned it was Alice’s favorite. There was no chance you could changed his mind so you joined him. You worked together in the chef’s kitchen for about thirty minutes before Jungkook and Jimin arrived set on helping you.

The cute baskets with the blue and white ribbons you had brought back from Virginia were filled with sandwiches, pies, croissants, cupcakes and the much-anticipated cheesecake. The delicious aroma lured the rest of the hybrids to the kitchen. Hoseok batted his eyelashes at Seokjin who fed him a cupcake while a few more disappeared mysteriously.

Helen and her team would be arriving soon to do a deep cleaning of the bedrooms and the main rooms. The Castle hadn’t had a good cleaning since you arrived from Seoul. At first, you were worried about raising any questions about Taehyung’s presence and after his papers were ready, you were worried about him feeling uncomfortable with new people in the house. Your trip to the lake was the perfect chance for the Castle to get a good day of cleaning. You had also asked the company that made the piano currently residing in Jacob’s studio to send some people to move it to the living room and they would be coming later in the day.

The doorbell rang for the first time this morning. John had texted you that they were on their way so you knew who it was without looking through the peephole. Alice trapped you in a tight hug and you picked her up, turning around in circles to hear her laugh.

“Put me down! Put me down,” she said, her breaths short and mirthful.

“Should I? Are you sure?” you asked, bumping your noses together.

Alice scrunched her nose, nodding. “I need to say hello to my friends. I said hello to you.”

You chuckled and put her down. “You’re right. Go say hello to them, they’re waiting to see you.”

Jimin and Hoseok had followed you into the living room and they were the first ones to be attacked by Alice’s super tight hugs. She might be tiny but her hugs were inescapable.

“She likes them a lot,” John said. A pink sparkling backpack, a stuffed mermaid hanging from one zipper, was slung over his shoulder.

“Alice likes everyone a lot.”

Hoseok had picked her up to take her to the kitchen and Alice placed a large kiss on his cheek to thank him.

“She has good instincts about people. She disliked that Walker guy the moment she met him.” Josh Walker was a producer you had worked with twice in the past and vowed to never work with again. A huge gossip in the worst way possible and a master at avoiding responsibilities. “And she didn’t–” He cut the sentence in the middle.

“She didn’t like Jacob either,” you finished for him. Alice was a polite kid but it was obvious when she disliked someone. She hugged you, held your hand and sat on your lap and she only spoke to Jacob when it was necessary. And it wasn’t just you, it was the same with Taylor and Zayn, who she both loved very much. Only Jacob didn’t get the same treatment. “You can say it. I’m over him, you know.”

John’s smile said more than any words could. “I believe you are.”

You believed you were too. You had been for a long time. He was a part of your past and you were done living in it. Sometimes you forgot about him now when once his name was was written all over the Castle. The memories were faded, more radiant ones taking their place.

“I think out of everyone she was the happiest when she learnt we broke up,” you said. “She was so pleased she’d never have to play nice with him again.”

At the time, although it had seemed funny to you, it had also hurt a little. In the end, it was for the best.

“She was trying to play matchmaker and get you together with her favorite teacher. It was one obstacle out of the way.”

You laughed remembering how she would show you pictures of him, telling you he was very handsome and very clever and he liked reading books just like you. One day you had been with John when he went to get her from school and Alice had dragged you inside to meet a very much awestruck teacher.

“At least she has forgotten about that now,” you said.

John sent you an amused look. “Wait until she gets back to school and she remembers how dreamy her teacher is and that you are still single.”

“Let’s go find your little troublemaker before the boys kidnap her,” you said, eager to end the conversation. John was gracious enough to grant you that.

In the kitchen, Alice had spotted Yoongi and climbed on the chair next to him. She had developed a soft spot for the panther hybrid since her last visit. On his part, Yoongi didn’t know what to do with a small human and how to entertain her. To his credit, he was doing just fine.

Hoseok was doing silly dance moves to make her laugh and Jimin was sitting on Yoongi’s other side dragging his nails down the panther’s back. Yoongi didn’t react. Jungkook and Seokjin were tying the ribbons on the baskets into bows and Namjoon was attempting to do the same unsuccessfully.

The only one missing was Taehyung.

“Okay, we’re almost ready to go,” you said, calling everyone’s attention. “Can someone go get Taehyung?”

“I’ll go. He must be awake by now.” Hoseok offered and left to fetch him.

Alice’s large eyes turned to you. “Is Taehyung the tiger hybrid daddy told me about? He said to be extra polite to him. Is it true that he doesn’t speak english?”

“He understands the basics, Hobi helps with the rest. He translates what we say to him so we can all understand each other.”

She nodded like it was the most important thing she had heard today. “But why don’t you learn korean? Won’t it be easier to talk to him then?”

You stared at the six-year-old for a long moment, speechless. “That would make things easier, wouldn’t it? Maybe we should try.”

Alice smiled widely, showing one missing tooth and one half-grown. “You should. Mommy says understanding others is important.”

“She is right,” John said, patting her head. “You should listen to others and understand them.”

“Mommy is always right,” Alice emphasized. “More often than daddy.”

John sighed in a ‘I’ve-listened-to-that-many-times-and-I-am-not-going-to-argue’ way. “Thanks, monkey. I appreciate it.”

Alice giggled before her attention swiftly shifted, like children’s attention tended to do, to Yoongi’s tail and the way it moved. Luckily she didn’t try to pet it and didn’t ask either, remembering how John had told her it was rude last time. She restricted herself to asking questions like if he could move it at will, whether it hurt if he accidentally sat on it and more. Yoongi answered willingly, if a little flustered at the attention.

John weighted the baskets in his hand. They were full to the brim with delicious food and if you had let Seokjin get his way, there would be more. Enough to feed half the city.

The doorbell rang again, signaling that Helen and her team were here. John followed you to the living room to greet her and catch up. It was strangely like they were your parents when they talked about you. They acted like you weren’t standing right there and listening to everything.

Since you were little more than a ghost in this conversation, when Hoseok and Taehyung climbed up the stairs, you went with them back to the kitchen. Alice had gotten her hands on a vanilla muffin and her mouth, nose and cheeks were smeared with blue icing.

You put your hand on your waist and regarded her. “You can get anything with your puppy eyes, can’t you?” Alice gave you an innocent smile, her lips painted blue. “Who fell for it first?” She pointed at Yoongi and your stern facade cracked. Apparently it wasn’t only Alice who had a soft spot.

“It’s just a cupcake,” Yoongi said, trying to sound nonchalant.

“It is just a cupcake but it will fill her stomach with sugar and then  she won’t eat the food Jin worked so hard on,” you said, grabbing a napkin.

Alice licked her lips. It didn’t make them look any less blue. “Jin worked hard on the cupcakes too. They are super good. So good I could eat ten of them.”

“Thank you,” Jin said, his cheeks bunching up in an adorable smile. “But eating ten of them will make your stomach hurt.”

Alice opened her mouth to speak while you wiped the icing from her face before her eyes landed on the hybrid she hadn’t met. “Is that Taehyung?”

“Yes, this Taehyung,” you said, still trying to clean her face as best as you could. “And right now you look like the Cookie Monster.” Alice giggled like fairy bells.

Taehyung was looking at Alice in wonder.

“Taehyung, this is Alice. She is John’s daughter,” you said, getting up to throw the now blue napkin away. Alice’s face was as clean as it could get without washing it with water.

Hoseok didn’t translate, it was simple enough english for Taehyung. “Hi,” he said, waving at her shyly. You resisted the urge to coo at him.

Alice waved back enthusiastically. “Hello! You are very pretty.”

Taehyung’s lips parted in surprise. “Thank you,” he said shakily.

Helen and John walked in then, a broom in Helen’s hand. For her, it was an accessory. It didn’t mean she would start cleaning by sweeping the floors.

“Goodmorning to everyone,” she said in greeting. Her smile had a motherly quality to it that made people want to be on their best behavior around her. “I see you’re all ready for today. And someone has already dived into the food.”

John eyed his daughter and the pink and white dotted cupcake liner left on the table. “What did we say about sweets in the morning?”

She smiled sheepishly. “Morning is for fruits, we eat sweets after lunch,” she recited.

“What is that then?”

She put her elbows on the table and cupped her face with her hands. “It is a special day today. On special days we don’t have to follow that rule. We ate cake in the morning of your birthday.”

“You’re too clever for your own good,” John said then looked at you. “She’s starting to sound like you, finding loopholes.”

Alice giggled, pleased at that.

“I don’t do that,” you protested.

“Oh yes, you do. And you know that you do it,” Helen said, pointing at you with the broom. “You can get out of anything by talking. I remember Amelia telling me that those poor professors of yours at University had no idea what to do with you. You used to send them those emails when you were absent, right?”

You glued your lips together, searching for a way to get out of this. “I was practicing diplomacy.”

“Is that what we call that now?” John asked, amused.

“Forget it,” you said. “Let’s go, let’s go. We have a lot of walking to do and it’s best to be out before the heat spikes.”

It was a beautiful day, the kind of Californian weather you would see on postcards. The sky was clear except a couple of fluffy white clouds gliding across. The perfect day for a small adventure. You had worn your bikini underneath your clothes, planning to go in for a quick dip in the lake and you had persuaded Seokjin, Jungkook and Hoseok to put on swimming trunks. Alice was also wearing her swimsuit, the wide neck of her shirt didn’t cover the hot pink strings.

In your backpack, you had packed a first-aid kit, two bottles of sunscreen, a pen and a notebook—just in case you got inspiration—, a towel and anything else you thought you might need. You had written down a list last night on your phone and you hoped you hadn’t forgotten anything.

Your way down to the lake was filled with laughter as you stepped over protruding roots and each of you tripped at least once. Excluding Namjoon, who in his many walks had memorized each stone and root. John was carrying both a basket and the small portable fridge stocked with water bottles, fresh orange juice and lemonade, coca cola bottles and a few cans of beer. Jungkook, Namjoon and Yoongi were holding the other three baskets.

The moment you emerged from the trees, Alice sprinted to the lake and dipped her hands in. “It isn’t cold!” she shouted. “Can we go swimming?”

“Why don’t we rest for a bit first?” you asked. Swimming would be a great relief from the summer heat but your legs were tired from walking and your throat dry.

Namjoon stood next to you and placed a hand on your back. It sent a pleasant tingle up your spine. Wordlessly, he handed you his water bottle and you gulped down half of its contents.

You and Jimin laid down the two large checkered blankets, one in red and white and one in blue and white. On top of them, you placed the baskets to stop any sudden gusts of wind blowing them away. It was too early to unpack the food. You had finished breakfast not an hour ago and you weren’t hungry yet.

Alice bounced over to the fridge and rummaged through it for a drink. Victorious, she held up a bottle of coke like a trophy.

In the hour you hadn’t checked your phone, a line of messages had filled the screen of your phone. You had pulled it out to look at the time. Nine thirty. Seven emails from work and four texts, two from the producer of the Raven Cycle and two more from the showrunner. A reminder that soon, this would be over and you would go back to leaving as the sun rose and returning when it had long left the horizon.

But it wasn’t over yet. This was a day of relaxation and you wouldn’t let yourself ruin it. You put your phone on silent and shoved it deep inside your backpack.

Hoseok shouted your name before he was crushing on you, sending you down on the blanket. His laughter filled the air as Alice also jumped on you. She was as light as a feather but you both groaned when she landed on you.

“I caught you,” Alice proclaimed. “I win!”

You were roped into playing hide and seek with the two of them, Jimin and Jungkook. Taehyung sat on the edge of the blanket watching you. He looked like a painting by a long dead artist, whose name was shadowed by his art. Someone who dreamed of beauty but lived in pain.

In a truly unpredictable turn of events, Alice got Yoongi to join you. He was quick, much quicker than you. To run away from him, in a childish fit of desperation, you took off your shirt and your shorts in record speed and dove into the lake. Only a few steps from the shore, it was deep enough for you to disappear in the water. The shouts and the laughter got muffled. Water took over your senses, they were dull under the surface but the world was so vibrant.

You emerged and swallowed mouthfuls of air. You must have stayed under longer than you’d thought because your lungs ached for it.

When she saw you, Alice cheered. “I’m going in,” she told her father and John didn’t oppose her. He helped her take off her clothes and she ran to you, water splashing everywhere. You swam to the shallow part and she fell right into your arms. Over her head, your eyes locked with John’s. He trusted you with her.

 You goaded Seokjin into getting in the water too, reminding him what he said to you last night. It took a few tries but soon he was in the water with you, Alice clinging to his waist like a koala. You didn’t stray far from the place that your feet could touch the ground just in case. You were a great swimmer, good enough to act as a lifeguard, but you took care so it wouldn’t come to that.

After a lot of playing around, throwing water at each other and seeing who could swim the fastest—Alice won each time, complaining that you were letting her win—you climbed up the rocks and rested back on your elbows. Your skin and hair were dripping water, the sun slowly drying you. You watched Jungkook and Seokjin chasing each other as Alice and Hoseok acted as what looked like referees. For what, you weren’t sure.

This would be one of the first scenes of a movie. Bright, beautiful and full of life. Summer music playing in the background, a soft but happy song. You could see the montage in your mind, the way they would cut and stitch together the scenes. The close-ups and the movement of the camera.

Or it could be the Supposed Victory, just before the disaster. Before everything went wrong and the world crumbled. A moment of unrestrained joy when the protagonist believed everything would work out.

Or it could be the ending. It didn’t feel like one.

Alice was sitting next to Taehyung the next time you looked for her. His mouth wrapped clumsily around english words you couldn’t read as he pointed to her hair. Alice touched her head before a bright smile took over her face. She unclipped one of her rainbow butterfly clips and offered it to him. He held it reverently like it was a small miracle, unsure what to do with it. Alice took it again and clipped back the strands of hair that were falling in his face. 

She was a force of nature, sweeping up everyone in her path. You longed for the sweet innocence and her pure heart. She was everything that was good in this world.

You wondered who you would have become if you had parents like John. Parents that would always be there for you, do everything for you, give you everything they could. How different would you be? Would you have the same drive? The same unrelenting ambition? If your parents had cared, would you be there, in that moment?

No, probably not. You decided you didn’t want that then. You had found your own family. You weren’t connected by blood but by choice. They had been there when you needed them in all the ways your biological family failed to be. You didn’t want to be any other version of yourself but this. The one who had them, who loved them, the one who was loved by them.

Seokjin, wrapped up in a fluffy blanket, wet hair falling in his eyes, called for you to climb down to eat. The food was piled on the blankets and Jungkook was already munching on a piece of pie. Dutifully, you descended, pinching Seokjin’s cheek passing by. He complained but it was drowned by the delighted noises as the food was revealed.

“Wait, wait,” you said, getting up not a full minute after you had flopped down on the blanket. “I want to take a photo before the food disappears.”

“Quickly,” Jungkook begged, eying a sandwich lovingly.

“For you, as quickly as I can.”

That seemed to make him happy. You reached into your backpack for your professional camera, it was in a padded case that had cost you as much as a regular camera would. In University, you had taken a few classes of photography as a part of your degree. It was useful for your profession and for your social media presence. Most of all, it was good for memory keeping.

You rushed to a spot a few meters away from the blankets and lowered yourself to find the best angle. “Smile!” you called.

You captured around five photos and looked through them. Taehyung was smiling, tentatively at first, just a tiny tilt of the lips and wider in the last ones, following the others’ example.

The photos were beautiful. As magical as a fleeting moment of happiness you would never forget. You were going to frame them.

“Give me the camera,” John said, getting up.

You gazed at him suspiciously. “What are you going to do with it?”

“Take a photo. What else would I do?” he joked. “Go sit with them. Get in the frame."

You giggled, sitting down at the blanket. Alice didn't waste any time and climbed into your lap. You wrapped your arms around her waist and she leaned back into you. On your side, Hoseok threw an arm over your shoulder and smiled blindingly.

John handed you back the camera and everyone gathered around to peek at the photos. Alice pointed to every photo and said it was her favorite until she concluded that her favorite was the one that you were kissing her cheek because you were in it and it was cute.

"I see how it is. The photos she is in are the ones I'm not in," John said.

"I have so many photos with you," Alice shot back, opening her arms as if to show how many they were. "You can't have it all."

Not even John could stop himself from dissolving in laughter. Alice was an expert at throwing your words back at you.

When everyone was satisfied with the photos—you put your camera by your side, easy to reach in case you wanted to take more photos—lunch began. Swimming created a weightless hunger, a kind you hadn't felt in any other circumstances. Food tasted ten times better after you had been swimming. Seokjin's food was already delicious so it tasted like magic, the way you imagined all that mouth-watering food from movies or books would taste.

You were filled to the brim yet when the desserts were out, you couldn't stop yourself from accepting the piece of cheesecake Seokjin thrust in your direction. The cream was soft and light and the homemade blackberry jam elevated the taste.

Alice was attacking a bowl of fresh strawberries and dipping them in chocolate. The chocolate dripped, staining her mouth and hands but she didn’t care.

“Are they good?” you asked.

She nodded enthusiastically, giving you a big smile that showed off her chocolate teeth. She lifted the bowl towards you.

“That’s too much sugar for one day,” John said but didn’t say anything else to stop her.

Jimin was laying his head on your shoulder, drowsy after a big meal. You picked up a strawberry from the bowl Alice was holding up for you and dipped it in chocolate. Acting thoughtlessly, instead of bringing it to your mouth, you nudged it against Jimin’s lips, coating them with chocolate. His mouth parted easily, letting you feed him. A blush tinted his cheeks as he bit down.

His pink lips looked sinful covered in chocolate. His tongue darted out to lick them clean. You couldn’t take your eyes off him.

“Thank you,” he whispered. “Can I… Do you want one?”

Your heart was beating louder than it should. Alice had turned her attention back to Yoongi. When your eyes locked, you couldn’t read them. You never could.

You turned back to Jimin, his eyes mirroring the sky. “They do look delicious.”

Jimin picked up a strawberry and—a little clumsily—fed it to you. Your lips nearly touched his fingers, only a breath away. It was the best strawberry you had ever tasted. Nothing could ever compare to it.

“I want a strawberry too,” Jungkook said, timid in a way he wasn’t often anymore. Like he wasn’t sure you would indulge him.

“Come here then, bunny.” As soon as you finished, Jungkook crawled across the blanket to sit on your other side. He opened his mouth, waiting. Your brain was a train wreck, going off the rails, jumping off bridges.

You lifted a strawberry to his lips the way you had done with Jimin. He munched on it slowly, his eyes not leaving yours as if he were hypnotized.

You should snap out of it.

“You’re so messy,” you joked to lighten the atmosphere between the three of you. “How did that chocolate get on your cheek?”

Jungkook stammered and you grabbed a paper towel laughing. Everyone soon followed and Alice managed to get a photo of Jungkook with your camera before you could clean his face. It had to be enough.

"I'm going for a walk," you announced a while later, feeling bloated. "I need to move. I feel like I ate a small town.”

“Where are you going?” Hoseok asked. He was stretched on the grass, his head laying in Seokjin’s lap. Seokjin’s fingers were tangled in his hair.

You shrugged. You hadn’t thought of where to go exactly, only that you had to get up or you would fall asleep with a heavy stomach. “Just a walk around here. There are some parts of these shores I haven’t seen in a while.”

“Don’t be too long,” Jimin said.

“If you’re gone for more than thirty minutes, I will send a search party,” John remarked. He was braiding Alice’s hair back because she had been whining that it was getting in her face. Meanwhile, she was drawing with Taehyung in his new notebook. He didn’t look like a doll then but a little confused, a little fond. A little happy, if you dared to hope.

You pocketed your phone and made a note to yourself to check the time. You wouldn’t put it past John to actually send a search party after you.

“I’ll go too,” a voice spoke up, surprising you. Yoongi rose to his feet smoothly like a predator, his tail curving behind him. Everyone was staring at him but he pretended he didn’t notice.

You couldn’t tell him no. You didn’t want to tell him no. Going on a walk alone with him didn’t spark the same anxiety it would have a month or so ago. You were a little nervous but the flutter in your stomach wasn’t unpleasant. He had changed and maybe you had too.

“Okay, then, let’s go,” you said, inclining your head towards the forest. “We will be back soon.”

Yoongi followed you silently into the labyrinth of trees. There must be something he wanted to talk to you about. You didn’t believe he had joined you simply because he wanted to go on a walk. Yoongi was more solitary than any of the hybrids and although you were getting along better now, you weren’t his first choice of company.

Of course, your mind jumped to the worst possibilities. He had noticed what was happening between you, Namjoon and Seokjin and he was going to confront you about it. Growl and snarl at you the way he had done so often in the past. And what would you do then? He wasn’t going to harm you, you were sure of that. He wasn’t. But his words sneaked underneath your skin so easily, burrowed deep inside you and refused to budge.

It didn’t have to be something bad, you reminded yourself. It could be something else but you couldn’t think of anything.

He would find out about the three of you either way, regardless of how long you put it off. You were a family, you thought of them as your family even if Yoongi didn’t—you had a feeling the rest of them did. It was important for you to be honest with them. If he exploded, if he sneered and accused you of manipulating them, it would hurt too much. You had grown too comfortable with this new Yoongi and it would shatter a piece of you to go back. But you would try. You would get over it. You would have a few new cracks but that’s how life was, you got a little more broken as time passed.

“What are you thinking?” Yoongi disturbed the silence between you.

“Nothing interesting,” you said, ducking underneath a low hanging branch. The summer heat was muted in the shade of the forest. In there, you could forget that you were in California.

Yoongi’s footsteps echoed yours on the drying soil. “You are making that face you make when you are troubled.” Sometimes, you forgot how observant he was. He may not speak much but he was paying attention.

"It's just…" You weren't sure how honest you should be with him. "It's everything. There's too much going on and I've been too much in my head about it."

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"Talk? Right now?" you asked. The walk was supposed to help you clear your head and contemplate the situation you found yourself in. Now, one of the main characters starring in your worst case scenarios was offering to listen to you. “Are you sure you want to listen to me rant?”

You saw Yoongi shrug from the corner of your eye. “Are you going to?”

“Don’t feel like ranting today.” You looked up at the mosaic of the sky through the branches. “It’s too good of a day for that. My problems will be right where I left them when we get back home. I should let them go for a day.”

Yoongi hummed. “You should but you don’t look like you’ve let them go. They are still there.”

“I’m trying. It isn’t my fault they won’t go away. It’s too busy in here,” you tapped the side of your head with a finger, “and it’s a headline. It’s hard to look past it.” You had never been good at letting go of things easily. Fears, relationships, people. Your therapist would tell you to find the root of that and unravel it. You hadn’t touched it yet.

“It’s your head,” Yoongi said. “You should be the one to decide what are headlines and what is the fine print. Hell, throw away pages if you don’t want them there. Or hide them away to look at some other time.”

Your fingers grazed the rough bark of a tree. That wasn’t how you looked at it. Your brain threw things at you and you had to deal with them. Most of the time, when it came to matters like this, you weren’t the one controlling it.

“I hadn’t thought of it like that,” you admitted. “I guess I could make a new headline. A better one. Something like ‘Family trip to the lake. Everyone is required to have fun.’ How does that sound?”

A smile tugged at his lips. “It doesn’t sound too bad. It could be worse.”

The trees thinned as you got closer to your destination. This part of the shoreline wasn’t open and spacious the way the place you had picked for your picnic was. Trees dotted the ground and the the water was lower than the ground. A deck that had fallen in disrepair stood alone at the edge.

A path half overrun by vegetation led up to a house that didn’t fare much better. Vines were growing up its wooden walls and a large tree was leaning precariously on its side. It must have been abandoned for years, ten or more if you had to guess. Mold, stale and earthy, permeated the air. Two of the windows were broken. The one remaining curtain was moth eaten.

You liked to imagine its history and the reason it was abandoned. A family lived there for generations but when the times got faster and industrial, they left it in favor of the heart of the city where opportunities were said to lie. A grandson inherited the house but didn’t have the means to take care of it and no one would buy it. A family spent their summers there, swimming in the lake and lighting fires at night, the kids grew up, got jobs and forgot about this place. Memories weren’t enough to keep it alive and even they were gone.

That’s when your inner-storyteller jumped out and the stories turned darker, more interesting. Embroidered with intrigue, isolation, curses, ghosts and death.

Yoongi looked at the house in curious interest.

“I discovered this in my first trip to the lake. There is something compelling about it that makes you want to learn more about it, about the story behind it,” you said. “Who it belonged to, why it is abandoned.”

“Everything is about stories to you,” Yoongi observed.

You followed the overgrown path up to the house. “We are stories. Each day, each moment, many moments together. The world is a story. Sad and happy, exciting and boring, sometimes disappointing. Who we are is a collection of stories. The ones we tell and the ones we keep locked deep inside us. They shaped us, even the ones we don’t remember.”

“If the world is a story, is that why you do what you do? Because you don’t want to be a villain? Someone the audience won’t like?”

Birds chirped in the distance, the song of summer’s passing. The lake was calm but you thought you could hear it licking the rocks and the old deck.

Your whole life you had studied stories. You were fascinated by them, the feelings they evoked, their messages, their hidden meanings, their structure. It was why you were a good director and screenwriter, why people were drawn to your movies and shows. You could fundamentally understand stories, pull them apart until you reached their bare bones and build them up again. Everything was about stories.

Your life had to be the same then. You were a story like all the others. What set you apart?

You weren’t the villain, you couldn’t be. You didn’t want to be.

You remembered all the times in your life you had likened yourself to a character trope or thought how a situation would have unfolded if it were in a movie. Perhaps you were too focused on stories, too deep in worlds that didn’t exist. Did that influence the way you acted? The decisions you took?

“I’m not a movie hero,” you said instead. “I don’t think I try to be one. I try to do my best. Stories are about morality in a way and everyone can perceive them differently. Everyone will have their opinions.”

Yoongi stood next to you, your shoulders touching. “You act like a movie hero. Who would go into a hybrid auction, put themselves in danger, with nothing to earn?”

“Someone foolish.”

His lips quirked up, untangling something in your heart. “That too, I guess.”

“I went in the first time,” you said, looking at the rundown house. “The roof looked like it would fall down any moment but I went in anyway. I wanted to see what was inside, what life was left in it.”

Yoongi snorted. “You went into a house knowing the roof could fall down on your head?”

“I told you, I have my foolish moments.” There were too many of those to count. Little ideas overtook your rational side and tempted you. “I wasn’t alone though. At least I had that much common sense.”

You didn’t say that you had been with Jacob. It felt weird to mention him like his name would be intruding.

“Did you find anything?” Yoongi asked like he really cared about the answer.

“Not much. A few pieces of rotten furniture, a couple broken plates in the kitchen, a very very old vase. Little signs of life. There were lines carved on the wall, horizontal, like they were measuring children’s heights. Scratches on the kitchen counters. There was a frame broken on the floor, I couldn’t see the photo well, it was yellow with age.”

Together, you looked at the house quietly, picturing the life it once held.

“Let’s walk some more before our time is up and John sends a search party for us,” Yoongi said, his fingers brushing the delicate skin of your wrist. The touch was light as a feather. Autumn and winter rolled away and it was spring again. The melting of snow, the first flowers blooming.

“Don’t underestimate him. If we’re late, he is going to call a search party.”

“I don’t underestimate him. I know he will.”

Please comment and reblog it motivates me to keep writing

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[v--143]

Hiiiii

Ik you're kinda busy rn and plus you have more fics requests

But, can I ask for a lee!Seungmin and ler!Jeongin fic??

Maybe Seung woke up in a lee mood that day and was trying to provoke his members (yk, the usual)

So, during the fanmeet, he kept touching Jeongin's side, Innie got sick of if and finally gave him what he wanted at home

Durante eso, se da cuenta de lo mucho que Seungmin lo ama y desde entonces siempre lo ayuda cuando se siente así :3

I just created the whole story

I'm sorry💔

But anyways I'd love to read this more detailed and written by you :3

That's it, hope you have a good day (or night??)

Thank you, stay healthy<3

-🐹

I LOVE everything about this 🥰 I appreciate the detailed plot line actually! It gives me more to work with so it’s better ^^ THANK U🐹

❤️‍🩹For the sake of this story, they all live within their subunits! 3racha , danceracha, Vocalracha!

Hope you ENJOYYY <3

< Wanted It >

[Lee! Seungmin]

[Ler! Jeongin]

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Seungmin stretched his arms out while kicking the blankets back on his bed. It was 9am on a Saturday, day 1 of their fanmeet with Stays started in just a few hours! He was excited for it, especially since that’s usually when the members felt more playful and they could really connect with their fans. He played with his outstretched hands in front of him, scribbling his fingers over his own palms as he sighed.

He really hoped today he could get what he had been craving for the past few days, maybe even weeks. He just wanted that squirmy joyful feeling of hands all over him to elicit laughter he so deeply wanted to be forced out of him. Of course, he’d never admit it to the rest of the members, nor get the guts to even mention it… but it couldn’t hurt to try and get them in on what he wanted somehow.

If there’s a will, there’s a way, right?

-

“Seungmin, stop” Chan said as Seungmin kicked at his phone again. He was laid down across 4 seats on the van they all rode to the fanmeet arena. His feet rested on Chan’s lap while his head was on IN’s. He continuously kicked at the phone in Chan’s hands with his feet, trying to knock it out.

“sEuNgMiN sToP” He mocked.

He kicked at his hands again and knocked his phone straight onto the van floor. They just happened to be going over a speed bump, so it slid all the way down the van and under seats.

“HAHAHA” Seungmin laughed at Chan’s frustrated face as he got up to get it. While it was hilarious and fun to annoy him, he didn’t get the end result he particularly wanted.

“You’re gonna piss him off with that one day” IN told him.

“He’ll live” Seungmin said, now swatting at IN’s phone.

“Hey! You’re gonna piss me off one day soon if you keep it up too”

“You’ll live.”

Seungmin grabbed at IN’s wrists and began shaking them around, making it impossible for him to type or do anything with his phone.

“What is wrong with you today?! Let me go!” He quickly snatched his hands out of Seungmin’s grip and ruffled his hair. When he realized he wasn’t planning on stopping his annoying attack though, IN resorted to laying his elbows on top of his chest.

“Hehehey!” Seungmin whined as IN’s elbows shuffled around on his chest.

“No! You started it!” IN said.

“NAhah stohop moving!” Seungmin giggled as IN’s elbows shuffled around his collarbones and upper chest area.

“Why are you laughing now” IN raised an eyebrow.

“Ohoff!” Seungmin’s face turned red as he quickly shoved his elbows off his chest. He covered himself with his arms in an X form as IN shook his head and continued typing on his phone. It didn’t take long for Seungmin to snatch it out of his hands again and refuse to give it back.

“It’s almost like you want me to kill you” IN said annoyed.

Seungmin just giggled and eventually gave the phone back once he realized IN wasn’t going to continue his attack from before. Slightly disappointed, he lifted his head off his lap and sat a few seats down.

Whatever game Seungmin was playing at, it didn’t go unnoticed by IN.

-

“Play the song please!” Felix told the band on stage as him and Lee Know got in position. They were going to dance to the yoasobi idol challenge, as per Stays request. The rest of the members were sat in front of them waiting for the music to begin. Seungmin was sat beside IN, who was leaned into his shoulder while watching Felix go crazy with the dance.

“WOOO go Yongbo- HEHEY” IN jerked and grabbed at his side as Seungmin stared forward, smirking.

He looked at Seungmin and shook his head, smiling as he readjusted his position and laid down on his stomach with his arms stretched out to watch them dance. A few seconds later though, he felt a poke under his arm followed by some light scribbles to his neck and chest. IN elbowed Seungmin’s hand as he turned to face him.

“Quihit hyung- AAHA” IN yelled as Seungmin grabbed his wrist and yanked his arm forward, giving him full access to his underarm.

“NOAHAH SEUHUHUNGMIN STOP” IN laughed loudly as some of the members turned to see what was going on. IN eventually managed to pull away and curled in on himself while Seungmin pointed at him and laughed. He army-crawled his way closer to him and stared up with big puppy eyes.

“Whyhy!” IN said, holding his arms close to him body.

“Because!”

“Watch yourself, I mean it!” IN said raising his eyebrows.

Seungmin smiled wide, the corners of his eyes crinkling and his pretty teeth on full display. He scrunched his nose and giggled as he put his head back down to watch Lix and Minho finish their dance.

IN was still turned to his hyung when he put his head down. He took a few seconds to take in Seungmin’s big smile and loud, satisfying laugh. He was getting sick of his antics though, always poking at him or grabbing his sides whenever he could. It almost seemed like he wanted him to get revenge.

Well, if that was the case, today would be the day after the embarrassing stunt he pulled in front of the members and thousands of Stays. He would see just how he liked to have his own tactics used against him.

-

Seungmin grabbed Changbin’s hand as they all bowed together and said their goodbyes to Stays. He waved out to the thousands of them in the crowd. It was amazing to him how far they’d gotten as a group, how close they were and how nice it was to have the opportunity to-

Two Stays in the crowd caught his eye. They were 3 rows back from the very front. It was 2 girls who seemed to be friends. One of them was waving frantically with both hands at Seungmin, jumping up and down while shouting something at him. The other was looking at her fondly when she suddenly grabbed her sides and began shaking and and digging her fingers in. The jumping girl shot her arms down quickly and they both sunk to the ground laughing, the attacking girl then starting to try and get Seungmin’s attention instead.

He felt a bit frozen. He laughed along with them and waved down at them, causing them both to scream and interlock hands. He smiled and walked away slowly, cheeks burning, thinking if what he felt was jealousy or not. He wanted to be grabbed like that and laugh like that. He continued to walk, but stayed in the same area looking down at the same 2 girls with a mixture of envy and want in his eyes.

IN was a few feet away, observing.

The large curtains began to fall slowly as Chan motioned for the members to fall back behind it. Some even got on the ground to wave their final goodbyes to Stays until day 2 tomorrow. Seungmin waved one last time and wrapped his arms around his torso.

-

The ride back felt longer than the drive there, probably because Seungmin was too focused on daydreaming about you know what. He had caught himself smiling way too many times and hoped nobody had noticed. IN was acting a little more distant than before the meet though, which confused Seungmin since he didn’t recall anything happening between them or to him during it.

“..What are you doing” IN said as Seungmin sat on one of his thighs and leaned his back into his face, “get off me.”

“Don’t be mean” Seungmin complained as he closed his eyes and crossed his arms, laying his head back onto Innie’s shoulder.

“Don’t sleep on mee we’re literally almost there” IN whined. He didn’t want to destroy him just yet.

He began to bounce his leg up and down and Seungmin had to uncross his arms in order to stay balanced and not bust his ass on the van floor. IN used this as an excuse to “hold him still” and grabbed his sides right under his arms.

“AHah” Seungmin quickly shot his arms down and turned to face IN. Instead of looking back at him though, IN began to dig his thumbs into the back of his underarms while still bouncing his leg.

Seungmin leaned his body forward and shuffled from side to side. It wasn’t until IN used one of his hands to scribble at his side that he (unintentionally) shot up like a rocket and smacked Innie’s forehead.

“You’re an ass” Seungmin said.

“I’m the ass?! Okay” IN said as the van came to a stop.

Everyone got up, save for Han who was being shaken awake by Felix, and stepped out the van. Seungmin followed close behind IN only to continuously jab at his back ribs while IN tried his best to breathe and channel his annoyance into later.

-

A few hours had passed and Seungmin had had enough of his stupid thoughts about stupid laughter and stupid hands over him. He made his way to the kitchen where IN was putting some things away and wrapped his arms around his torso.

“What do you want” IN said smiling. He was still organizing and didn’t pay too much attention to his Hyung wrapped around his stomach.

“Bored.”

“We did so much today, how are you not tired?!”

“I don’t know I’m just not! I’m bored and not even exhausted yet” Seungmin began playing with the strings from IN’s hoodie.

“Well maybe you should’ve done more then” IN joked. Seungmin suddenly grabbed the strings of IN’s hoodie and pulled them down, closing the collar. Seungmin burst out laughing as IN quickly went for his collar and opened the strings back up.

“What is wrong with you! You’re so done” IN said as he lunged towards Seungmin. He yelled and began to run towards his room with IN hot on his tail. He grabbed at Seungmin’s shirt and held onto it as they ran.

“LET ME GOHO” Seungmin screamed in nervous anticipation. He got to his room and tried to shut the door in IN’s face, which completely backfired as IN burst through it and picked Seungmin up with ease. He slammed him down onto the bed on his side and began to knead into his left set of ribs with both hands.

“WOAHAHAHA IM SOHORRYAHAHA” Seungmin screamed as IN continued to dig between the spaces of his ribs and scribble all around them.

“Maybe now you’ll finally be exhausted!” IN teased.

Seungmin threw his head back laughing loudly and kicked out. He was bucking and struggling significantly despite the wide smile he wore and how happy he seemed.

Seungmin was laid down with his back against IN’s chest when IN suddenly grabbed both his wrists with one hand and held them against his (Seungmin’s) own chest, then wrapped his legs around Seungmin’s legs and used his free hand to tickle his lower stomach.

“AHAHA HAHAHA” Seungmin laughed as he tried to free his wrists and legs from IN’s grip. His stomach squirmed and spasmed involuntarily with every touch from IN. It was much worse when he began to trail off onto Seungmin’s sides and hips.

“PLEHEHEASE INNIEEAHA HYUHUNG”

“Don’t ‘Hyung’ me you’ve been annoying all damn day!”

IN was laughing along with Seungmin as he tickled him. Seungmin somehow managed to free his wrists from IN’s grip and tried to quickly crawl away, which was a mistake since his legs were still trapped. IN quickly unwrapped their legs and got on his knees to trap Seungmin under him, continuing his attack on his upper half.

Seungmin thrashed from side to side while kicking at the bed as IN got him in any way he could. Teasing at his collarbones, vibrating under his arms, digging his fingers into his ribs like a piano, pretending he was about to attack one spot just to move to another, and so on. One thing he did notice though, was the lack of “stop” he heard come out of Seungmin’s mouth.

“PLEHEHAHAA AHAHAA”

“Please what?” IN said as he rapidly squeezed under his ribcage.

“JUHUST PLEHEHEASE”

“Please continue? Please keep going? I don’t know what you’re asking of me”

Seungmin’s face turned a dark shade of red as soon as those words came out IN’s mouth. Little did he know that was exactly what Min had been longing to tell him, but couldn’t bring himself to. He just stopped talking and let himself laugh.

“I’m not hearing a rebuttal~” IN said. He was a bit confused himself. He thought Seungmin would have hated being absolutely wrecked like this, but started to realize that it was the complete other way around.

Cute.

IN slowed his attack and just wiggled his fingers slowly on the middle of Seungmin’s abdomen. He stared down at him with a smirk as he covered his still very red face with his hands.

“Hm?”

“Stohop please” Seungmin giggled.

“You want me to?” IN said as he stopped the motion of his fingers.

Seungmin didn’t say anything and just breathed into his hands.

“You seemed soooo intent on annoying me the whole day, hm?” IN said.

“I’m sohorry for a- annohoying you” Seungmin panted.

IN was expecting him to admit it, but that seemed harder for him to do than he had previously thought.

“Oh come ON. You know you love it just say it already”

Silence.

“Fine then, be that way.”

IN turned around and swiftly sat on Seungmin’s chest. He huffed out and yelped.

“WHAahat?! Get ohoff of MEHEHEAHA” Seungmin began screaming once again as IN slowly lifted his sweater, exposing his stomach to the cold air of the room.

“STOHOP QUIHIHIT”

“Nope, I gave you the opportunity to say that before and you didn’t. You either admit it now or you suffer” he said as he began to playfully tickle all over his bare stomach and sides. Seungmin threw his head back and slapped at IN’s back as he begged him not to make him say it.

“Just admit it!”

“ADMIT WHAHAT”

“That this makes you happy! That you enjoy it!!”

“NAHAHAHA” Seungmin covered his face as he bucked his hips at the intense feelings going on at his torso, “I CAHANT”

“Can’t admit it or can’t take it? Probably both” IN laughed.

“AH HAHA, PLEHEHASE HYUHUNG”

“OHOH MY GOD”

“SHIHIT OKAY OHKAHAY I AHAAH ITS GOOHOD IM HAHAPPY” Seungmin screamed out.

“Awww” IN cooed as he continued his attack on Seungmin’s torso. He really wasn’t planning on stopping just because he admit it, he just wanted to have some threat behind it. He really did find it sweet though that Seungmin enjoyed this so much, and that he finally got the guts to say it out loud.

“NOHO NOT AWW” Seungmin bucked, “GET OHOFF OF MEEE”

“Have you always been this ticklish? Yknow you could’ve avoided your worries and told me a long time ag-“

“SHUHUT UP SHUT UPAHA STOP TAHALKING ABOUT IT”

“So you don’t want me to help you when you’re in one of your moods again?”

Seungmin stopped talking at this, his face turning a whole new shade of red at the thought of being able to receive what he longed for whenever he wanted. Did he want that? Of course, more than anything. Admitting it to his best friend was what got in the way.

“Is that a yes or a no?” IN questioned, already knowing the answer. He slowed his attack and waited.

Silence again.

“Seungmin…” he said with his hands up in claw form above his stomach, “I’m giving you till three.”

“Ohoh my Gohohod” Seungmin said, smacking at his back.

“Three” IN lowered his head and shook his hair on the expanse of Seungmin’s abs. He screamed and bucked his hips at the feathery feeling across his stomach.

“YES! YEHEHES OKAHAY AAAAAHHAAHAHA”

IN hopped off a panting Seungmin’s chest as he lowered his shirt back down.

“Was it that hard” IN asked with an innocent head tilt.

Seungmin curled into a ball and covered his burning face with a pillow. He refused to look IN in the face and just giggled as he rubbed at his stomach.

IN began to poke over his torso and legs until he finally let go of the pillow on his face. He pointed at him and laughed, teasing about how red it was and how loud he was laughing.

“Aauuugghhh” Seungmin shook his head and whined towards the ceiling.

“You’re a child.”

“You’re the youngest.”

IN poked Min’s side as he shuffled to the other end of the bed.

“Truce?” IN said, “well, until you’re wanting more, that is.”

“Dohon’t say it like that” Seungmin whined, “it’s embarrassing.”

“I don’t think it is.”

“Shhhhh” Seungmin’s eyelids began to give out on him, now feeling much more exhausted than before.

IN ruffled his hair and helped adjust his body on the bed. He pulled some blankets over him but didn’t leave the room before pulling them back off again and running out, giggling. Seungmin scoffed as he heard him yell “goodnight idiot” down the hall.

Seungmin wrapped himself up in his blankets and felt livid. While the attack exhausted him, he felt more awake and energetic than ever. He’d just been told to ask for it whenever he wants and he didn’t know how to feel about it. Ecstatic was one word. Amazed was another. Happy and excited and grateful were probably best though. To be honest, he wanted to march down to IN’s room and ask for more in that very moment.. but he decided to leave that to be tomorrows mission of the day. Asking for it.

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Lee. Kim. Seungmin.

He’s so cute. Love of my life

Hope it was GOOOD ^^

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[writing-sunshine]

Three times Tamar helped Y/N and the one time she couldn’t…

Paring: Tamar Kir-Bataar x reader

Warnings: Fighting, guns, death, drowning

Summary: The title

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1

“No, no, no, you don’t get to die on me today.” Tamar whispered to her love as she kept her hands steady keeping her heart beating. Every few seconds she’d stop, tilt Y/N’s head back a little and cover her nose while forcing air into her lungs.

A few minutes earlier there had been an argument between Y/N and a new crew mate, he shoved her and she lost her footing, falling overboard. In those short few minutes it took for everyone else to notice and rescue her, she had breathed in too much water. Likely due to the sharp shock of the freezing water.

2 minutes passed of Tamar working to keep her heart beating. Most had lost hope and already looked away, Tolya placed a hand on Tamar’s shoulder but she didn’t stop. There was a sudden movement from Y/N as she choked and sputtered on the water in her lungs, turning on her side so the water could leave.

Tamar let out a sigh of relief, closing her eyes briefly as the realisation that her love was so close to death. Once Y/N had caught her breath again, she pulled her into her arms tightly. Just for a moment they could forget about the world around them, just for that moment.

-

2

Challenging Y/N to see who could drink more was always a bad idea, she always wanted to prove people wrong when they underestimated her. But Y/N was a loud drunk that had no filter, usually professing her undying love for Tamar to those that would listen.

“She’s just so ama-zing, have you seen her with those axes. She’d fight anyone who was a threat to her friends and family.” Y/N hiccuped her way through the words, talking animatedly to a random person she’d found.

“Okay, it’s time to go now.”

Tamar had to practically carry Y/N back to their room that night because she’d drank so much she couldn’t walk in a straight line and kept bumping into the walls.

“Almost there.” As they entered the room, Y/N flopped onto the bed but not before saying how much she loved Tamar once more.

Tamar found the whole situation quite funny, laughing quietly to herself as she untied Y/N’s corset and took off her shoes before laying in the bed herself.

-

3

“Behind you!” Someone shouted and Y/N turned around using her daggers to slice at the man’s face and pushing him overboard.

The ship had been attacked by pirates while they were sailing through the night. Many of the crew members had been asleep until the shouts had been heard.

The pirates were out numbered 2-1 but still fought on. Another man had managed to grab Y/N, holding a knife to her throat and was about to slice open her neck when he stumbled. Tamar wasted no time in making sure his heart was no longer beating.

Running over to make sure Y/N was okay before continuing the fight. Luckily that night they didn’t loose anyone, Tamar not leaving Y/N’s side for a while.

-

One

It was a slaughter, guns firing from all over, grisha using their abilities to murder soldiers. They had to move back to avoid being killed themselves.

Their tactics were working though, ambushing the group from behind while blinding them with smoke. One woman with dark hair kept pushing forward with two others, each of their abilities amplified.

She froze water and shot them forward like bullets, many penetrating the wooden barricades acting as shields. Tamar was on one side while Y/N was a little in front of her. She looked back with a face full of determination, believing that they could win this. Nadia and her brother stepped out, using their combined power but it wasn’t enough. They were sent flying back.

The woman again froze water but this time with the help of her friend sent the dagger-like weapons faster towards them. Trying to stay alive they moved backwards again, Y/N rushing forward to protect Tamar as the blades sped towards them. She covered her body with hers and felt as each blade stabbed her.

Tamar turned around and Y/N fell into her arms, both of them protected by the barricades. It took a moment for Tamar to fully realise that she couldn’t save Y/N this time. There was no water in her lungs, her heart hadn’t stopped, she wasn’t drunk, there was no blade to her throat - but she was dying.

As Y/N struggled to breathe with frozen blades of ice stuck in her body, her eyes found Tamar’s who kept looking at the injuries for a solution. When it became evident that there wasn’t one, her eyes met Y/N’s and she knew it would be the last time.

“Thank you. Thank you f-for all those t-times you saved me. I love y-you Tamar.” She staggered through the words painfully as blood began to seep out from her wounds and mouth. It was like she was drowning all over again.

“Hey, you’re going to be okay. You don’t need to thank me, I would save you as many times as I need to.”

Tamar was never scared, but in that moment she feared death. Not for herself but for her love. Death was going to take away part of her life-her heart.

“I love you so much-“ but Tamar didn’t get to finish what she was saying because she heard the lack of heartbeat, Y/N’s eyes had closed. The last thing she heard was Tamar’s voice lulling her to sleep one last time

#tamar x reader #tamar kir bataar x reader #tamar kir bataar #tolya and tamar #x reader #shadow and bone #six of crows

[animatorweirdo]

Imagine being the child of Tulkas and Nessa

Warnings: None, family fluff, laughing, Tulkas and Nessa being the most loving parents ever. 

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-It was a peaceful day. The people of Aman were casually going about their day, buying things from the market and talking with their neighbors. 

-Then – out of nowhere – the earth began to shake, causing fright and confusion among the people until they saw Tulkas, the champion of the Valar, yelling something while running through the streets. 

-” He’s/She’s here!” He yelled as he ran toward his realm, which he shared with his wife, Nessa. His footsteps that caused the earth to crumble, vanishing into the distance. 

-The elves were left confused but curious. They wondered who came to cause the champion of the Valar to run through the realm. They got their answer when they heard the latest news; Nessa had gone into labor. 

-Tulkas quickly arrived at his home, searching for his beloved in a frantic yet excited state. 

-His Maiar quickly guided him toward his shared chambers, where Nessa was currently resting. 

-The champion of the Valar was almost jumping on his feet. The thought of finally meeting his little one after several months made him excited yet fearful since he did not want to miss their birth. 

-The birth of their little miracle, which no one expected to happen. 

-It was a surprise when he and his wife learned they were expecting a child. They thought it was impossible, but it didn’t make it less exciting, and now, their little one was finally here. 

-Unfortunately for Tulkas, when he arrived at his chambers – he saw Nessa already holding a bundle in her arms which meant he had missed the birthing. He was disappointed, but it made him sigh in relief when he saw his wife alright since he had heard many things about how birthing can cause complications or immense pain. The thought of his beloved wife being in pain made him anxious for many months, so he was relieved Nessa did not face any problems while giving birth to their little one. 

-On the contrary, she possibly had one of the most uncomplicated births Arda had ever seen.

-When Tulkas heard the little whimpers coming from Nessa's arms – he quickly went to lay on the edge of the bed and stared at the little babe. 

-Nessa ushered him closer and then laid the bundle into his arms. He was almost frightened to hold them, but he took his little one into his arms and looked at them with wonder and amazement.

-It was you, his little champion. You were beautiful like your mother, and when you opened your eyes and looked at him – you giggled with an innocent smile. Tulkas fell in love with your little laugh. He couldn't help but kiss your little head, tickling you with his beard, which made you laugh even more.  

-And that’s how you were born. 

-Tulkas was excited to be a father, and after letting Nessa rest from the progress of birth, the two introduced you to the rest of the Valar, who were curious and excited to see you after hearing the news. 

-Many congratulated the new parents, and some were cooing at you.

-Manwe decided to hold a feast in honor of his friend and to welcome you into the world. 

-The news of your birth spread quickly. The elves were excited and happy for Tulkas and Nessa. Many were curious to see you as you had to be the first Ainur to be born from two Ainur parents. 

-Orome was happy for his sister and gifted you a puppy, so you had a friend to grow up alongside you. 

-However, Nessa and Tulkas were inexperienced, so they sought help from some of the elves, who were eager to help and give guidance on how to raise a child. 

-They both would spend a lot of time with you. 

-Tulkas especially loved spending time with you. He would not mind waking up in the middle of the night to soothe your cries or change your diapers. He would carry you around, and do everything, so Nessa would have to scold him to let her have some time with you. 

-They would compete for your attention… just a little. 

-Tulkas would carry you around in a little baby sling, showing you around Aman and the two trees. People would sometimes come outside and try to catch a glimpse of you since they were curious to see you. 

-Tulkas would love making you laugh. He would do the silliest thing to make you smile and giggle. 

-Sometimes, he would end up laughing with you, and together your laughing would bring smiles to those who hear it and nightmares to a certain fallen valar.

-Melkor would be the only one displeased to hear one of his greatest enemies had a child. 

-Nessa would take you out for walks and meet animals. Sometimes, she would spin around with you like you were dancing together, making you shriek with delight. 

-She would love singing to you. She would lull you to sleep with Tulkas, and you would get fussy if you did not hear them sing before sleep. 

-Her voice would be soft, while Tulkas’s would be deep but soothing. You like sleeping on your father when he hums and holds you since his chest vibrates with his voice. 

-When you took your first steps, Tulkas and Nessa would shed tears of joy and encourage you as you learned how to walk to them. 

-When you got the hang of it, you would run around, giggling and laughing as Tulkas would chase after you like he was trying to catch you. 

-He would play wrestling with you and let you win. He would be a bit dramatic, lying on the floor defeated while you sat on top of him with a victorious laugh. 

-You’re rather energetic, so when your parents wish to have a break and some alone time – they let Orome babysit you. 

-Orome would be a fun uncle to you. He would take you on rides and allow you to play with his dogs. 

-You might have met young Celegorm and accidentally yanked some of his hair out, making him cry out of pain. 

-Your abilities developed early, so you had a bad habit of yanking people’s hair off and breaking fingers with your strength. It caused people to be careful around you.

-You would share a lot of physical attributes with your parents. Your father is the champion of the valar while your mother was the dancer, so you were quite strong and fast for a young toddler. 

-You became a bit troublesome when you reached the rebellious toddler phase. You would run away when it was time for baths and bedtime, and no one else but your parents would be able to catch you. 

-And you sometimes end up causing a mess by toppling over large cabinets and things to get cookies or treats for your puppy. 

-Those times are the only ones when your parents would scold you since they were worried you would accidentally hurt yourself. 

-You would be sad because you did not like making your parents unhappy, which would end up in tears and them comforting you. They would tell you it was alright. They were not mad at you, just worried. 

-Tulkas would be protective when you reach your teenage years. 

-He would happily teach you how to fight if you wanted. If not, he would happily watch you learn dancing from Nessa. He would support any of your hobbies, but when it came to relationships – that's when he puts his foot down and watches you like a hawk. 

-Especially if you were shy toward people. 

-It did not matter if it’s a boy or a girl who caught your interest. Tulkas would carefully observe and most likely take the individual out for a little chatz despite your protest. 

-You were his precious child, and he would allow no one to hurt your feelings. 

-In his eyes, you were still his little child, and he did not want you to grow up so fast. 

-You would have to rely on your mother to keep your father away if you ever wanted a chance at romance. 

-You love him, but rather not have him scare away all the potential partners. 

-You would grow up graceful like your mother, strong like your father, and spoiled with love because no matter the age, you would always be their little champion. 

#nessa x reader #tulkas x reader #child reader #silmarillion x reader #silmarillion #tolkien #silm fic #valar #middle earth x reader #middle earth #nessa x platonic reader #tulkas x platonic reader #father tulkas #mother nessa #silmarillion headcanon #middle earth headcanons

[cosmic-kaden]

♡ with Flip! GO GO GO! <3

Why do you both hate me!? Did I HURT you? /j /lh goddammit.. I'm tagging you both BUT DON'T READ THIS! >:c @ama-ships || @kylars-princess Thank you both for the ask lkdjfdlsk

SEND ME ♡ + A SHIP AND I’LL TELL YOU…

IT'S ----H e [zips hoodie up until it covers my entire face] sonofabitchthismandrivesmewild

Who is the most affectionate?

Flip 100% is more affectionate. He will scare the hell out of me.. he will backhug me with a "grah!" and bury his face in the crook of my neck and have one of his little giggle fits when I jump and tell him "Stoooooppp!!!" and be all whiny with him /lh

Who initiates the handholding?

me….me it's me okay! I cannot resist holding this mans hand- I might sorta like the look he gets on his face when I reach for his hand >///>

Who worries more for the other?

I worry about him constantly because of his line of work. He's always put behind enemy lines so to speak and things could go from 0 to 100 in the blink of an eye. Knowing he was going undercover somewhere always had me so fucking nervous. I'd never tell him I was worried but he knew, I know he knew because he would call me at least twice a day whenever he would get the chance too to let me know that he's okay and that he misses me aslkjdfldf

Who is more likely to ask for help?

LMFAO (help them /lh )

Who is the one always losing the keys?

Flip is! sometimes he's always in a rush and all I'll hear is "fuck…fuck! where are they? I just had the damn things!"

Who leaves little love notes for the other?

ME! Except like… things like "Please don't die today <3" "No you can't strangle your annoying co-worker" and maybe just maybe sneak two in that read "I kinda like your face <3" and "I love you, be safe 'kay? <3"

Who can’t sleep unless the other is there?

SIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGH It's me. If he is working I will worry but if he's just out late I will struggle big time to go to sleep. He has a very particular way of sleeping next to me that I've grown very fond of… code for he spoons me and pretty much bear hugs me like I'm a stuffed animal >///>

Who is more likely to propose to the other?

[CHOKES ON MY SPIT] I DON'T UNDERSTAND THE QUESTION HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Who introduced the other to their family first?

reiterating that my s/i doesn't really have family so he would introduce me to his family and yeah he would tease meeeee but then I'd whip out the ol' "Your son nearly killed me twice and arrested me for a crime I technically didn't start." to which he would snap "You finished it though" and I'd be like C:

Who is more likely to play with the other’s hair?

OKAY SO- Flip knows I have an extremely bad habit of when I'm really stressed out I will play with my hair, as I play with it, I do tug it a lot, he knows it will eventually give me a massive headache.. If he notices that I'm stressing in public he will give me a tight hug and give me a few head strokes and gently remind me to not pull my hair so much or if we are in private he wastes no time in pulling me to him or leading me to the bed or couch, he'll lay me down and HE will gently stroke my hair, run his fingers through it gently, or give me a nice little head massage so I don't end up hurting myself >/////>

Who makes sure the other has meals/stays hydrated?

"Kaden, energy drinks aren't breakfast and they sure as shit aren't water- You can't eat a small bag of chips and drink an energy drink and call it breakfast for fuck sakes!" "…pfft not with that attitude" "I swear to Christ- I'm making you breakfast-" (This is all /lh)

Who is more likely to stand up to anyone for the other?

Flip! He is incredibly defensive over me, like I tell him I had a bad day and his immediate response is "Who did it?" I try to defend Flip but he's so good at defending for himself that I just…add to what he's already saying? LOL

Who is the most likely to prepare a surprise for the other?

Flip actually can surprise me in ways I never thought were possible, probably because we don't think the other is in the stages of being romantic so when it happens we're like "Whoa~" and we're completely smitten with one another dlkjkldsfj

Who makes the other pinky promise not to do certain things?

"Don't die. Pinky swear." "Alright but pinky swear me you'll be mindful and pay attention to your surroundings" "Deal" Pinky swears "Lock it~" Kaden places their thumb to his and turns their hands while still in the pinky promise "What a dork."

Who puts a blanket over the other when they fall asleep on the couch?

Flip~ although he usually doesn't need to because I'm usually wrapped up in one of his flannels… cause you know, it's him being late + my inability to sleep so I will just snuggle with something that smells like him and end up passing out on the couch aldkjlafjlf

#[SCREAMS INTO MY HANDS] #THANK YOU I HATE IT /J /LH #godilovehimsmhelpmeeee #It Comes In Threes #games;;

[willowedwisteria]

I would like a diasy and heather for Eula and Beidou plz

Daisy: Simplicity (A moment where you did something simple for them that made them flustered)

Beidou

The laughter of children, the chatting of crewmates, and the sound of the waves, all awaken Beidou from her deep slumber.

Beidou lays her head onto her hand to try and ease the aching and fatigue, trying to recall anything that happened the night before. This must be one of the worst hangovers of her life.

"Captain! You're awake!" A crewmate exclaims, "Did ya' get a good night's rest?"

Beidou laughs, "Does it look like it?"

The crewmate shakes their head, seating themselves on the edge of Beidou's bed. "I thought you'd get the best sleep of your life after sleeping with their grace."

Silence rang out between the crewmate and Beidou. It takes Beidou about 5 seconds or so to process their words before completely freaking out.

"You mean... I slept in the same bed?! What?!" Her words have practically become gibberish and the flush in her cheeks is a sight to behold.

The crewmate nods, scheming to use this as an opportunity to tease their prideful captain, "Their grace insisted on bringing you back to your room after you went full-on drunk! You really knew what you were doing by pulling them right into bed and practically hugging them to death."

The crewmate signals the others and Kazuha to come in and get a glimpse and their captain in this state.

"I mean, their grace didn't even mind! Their grace left early though, maybe you should try and find them. They might have already left for Sumeru though."

Honestly, you were really tired and just fell asleep with Beidou. Beidou didn't really pull you into bed with her - other than how she latched onto your arm and made you sit down with her, the crewmates just wanted to jest with her.

Eula

"Your Grace, I know you're here." Eula sighs, her claymore in hand. Your hushed whispers and laughter echos out in the dreary ruin, dust and dirt piling around.

Eula searches deeper into the ruin, following your voice as it becomes louder and clearer. "I'm not a fan of wild goose chases, but if it means to bring you back, then I have no other choice."

You've always been a troublemaker at heart, but to go into an unexplored ruin? Really? You've got guts.

As Eula is forced to also trek the set of footprints that you've left behind for her, she feels the ruin become darker and darker, yet no monsters are in sight.

Before she enters a hallway engulfed in darkness, Eula picks up a candle hanging from a wall and slowly looks for you.

"Oh no, whatever shall I do with the mitachurl holding me hostage?" You sarcastically voice out. "Eula, my knight in shining armor, please save me!"

"Don't think I'm so oblivious, your grace."

Your laughter once again reverberates through the dimly lit ruin as if you're enjoying Eula chasing you around, with only the sound of your voice as a clue.

"Let's make a deal! You catch me, I'll do whatever you want. I catch you first, then you'll owe me a good dinner."

Suddenly, the feeling of your arms snaking their way around her waist surprises her as she jumps a bit. Your head rests on Eula's shoulder as you giggle to yourself, "How about it, Eula?"

Eula's reddened face decorated with her purple to yellow, widened eyes was a sight for you to behold. "I'm assuming that's a yes?"

Eula sighs, "...fine, but I'll get you the next time you run off like this."

Heather: Loneliness (What do they do when they miss you?)

Beidou

Being a pirate and all, her overall goal is to scour and scan the lands of Teyvat for treasures. She's all over the place - though she stays in Liyue the most.

As much as she adores every adventure and relishes every treasure and gold coin she can snatch, it doesn't mean she doesn't miss you and the others at Liyue.

To battle against this feeling of longingness, she's turned it into something more optimistic.

"Alright crew, let's go search for some good treasure to bring back for their grace! I wanna see that amazed look on their face again." Beidou would encourage herself and the other crew members.

She would be even more anticipated to see you but in a much more positive way.

'Imagine how shocked their grace would be if we gave them this!'

'Do you think their grace would like this? I don't think the crew would want to wear something so... extra.'

Kazuha would whisper to you about Beidou's little comments about you, "She seems ever more ecstatic to bring back treasure for you, doesn't she?"

Eula

I wouldn't say this is much of a rare case. There's a group of acolytes that simply take matters into their own hands when they miss you.

Why wait when they can simply visit you and greet that adoring smile on your face - a glee that they'll never be tired of? Plus, you don't seem to mind... right?

Eula, usually using her "aristocratic language" and fancy words can get herself anywhere inside of your chambers because of how she speaks.

Most of the time, many of your servants don't understand what's she saying because of how she laced her sentences together. Out of worry, they let her through to your quarters.

The small chance that she meets anyone who is familiar with how she speaks doesn't bother her at all. If they understand her, they know what she wants. Admittedly, it's a bit harder to get past them since they can talk back.

The security there is extremely tight and most of the servants don't need to have their guard up. Plus, she doesn't bear any ill intentions, let her have the honor of visiting you from time to time.

Wouldn't it be a nice surprise to see her with your favorite food in hand? Or perhaps it was an item you've been eyeing on the market?

#Wisteriaevent #gi cult au #genshin impact cult au #genshin cult au #genshin #genshin impact #gi eula #genshin eula #eula #eula lawrence #eula gi #eula genshin impact #genshin eula x reader #eula x reader #eula x y/n #eula x you #genshin impact beidou #beidou genshin impact #genshin beidou #gi beidou #beidou #beidou gi #beidou x reader #beidou x you #beidou x y/n

[like-wuatafauq]

I'll never forget the time(the time being a few months ago) when my male psychiatrist asked me "so you carry a pocket knife in your boot because you don't feel safe in this world?" And my latina dyke ass just stared at him...

And then he proceeded with "have you ever heard of bpd" and then I stared even harder at him just for him to be like:

"I would have diagnosed you as that but seems like you worked through it and have good coping skills. So ama say that you have situational depression just because you're going through a lot"

Like bro...wtf was that... like thnx I lay in bed and think about that now

#like bffr dude im a latina gay woman what u think?? #my tumblr is my diary yeah ik #personal #mental health #depression #bpd #like bro why would u say that and then b like but u did fine u good now like what????? no??? im not good homie?? #psychiatrist #jfc #rant #sorry this keeps me up at night #txt

[savethelifeofmychild]

im laying in bed flat on my back cause it hurts so bad i have to go to work in a hour. ama

[hexellent]

SHIPLIST---

Kass and Celios. Rose and Celios. :)

@lilacgod // 3 Songs on the Playlist

Kissin' Strangers - DNCE ft Nikki Minaj

I got a boy that I kinda like This is a kiss-kiss, tongue him down kind of night He got that mmm, mmm, hard, got that China white He got that bomb, I think I'ma call him dynamite I gotta lotta songs, I could show you all the sonograms Me? I'm Jem, and these bitches is the holograms Me? I win, and these bitches just lose They ship sink, but my ship, it just cruise Anyway, I'm back, with my baby gat, gimme piggy back Drip drip, where that kitty cat? Put it in his lap Sip sip on the tip tip, lick on his lip-lip I think he's tryna hit young Nick like the quick pic

I LOVE YOU HOE - Odetari ft 9Lives

Ain't nobody takin' you away from me, baby (I promise) Ain't nobody in here that can say that I did you wrong No-Nobody gonna put up with your shit the way I done Nobody is comin' here to save ya, I did enough Y-y-y-y-y-you, it's you No one look good with me but you Y-y-y-y-y-you, it's you No one look good with me but you

Blow Your Mind - Dua Lipa

Tell me I'm too crazy You can't tame me, can't tame me Tell me I have changed But I'm the same me, old same me Inside Hey! If you don't like the way I talk, then why am I on your mind? If you don't like the way I rock, then finish your glass of wine We fight and we argue, you'll still love me blind If we don't fuck this whole thing up Guaranteed, I can blow your mind Mwah!

I Really Like You - Carly Rae Jepsen

Late night, watching television But how'd we get in this position? It's way too soon, I know this isn't love But I need to tell you something I really, really, really, really, really, really like you And I want you, do you want me, do you want me, too? I really, really, really, really, really, really like you And I want you, do you want me, do you want me, too?

I'm Invincible - Ama Lee (One Piece: Film Red)

My voice carries birds in flight With every note, they go higher and higher See how I move with such grace Just like a dancer on the stage Your voice carries life within Calls me to action again and again If you're hurt and you need me I'll always be there, I swear I'll always protect you We'll have a chance to go to brand new heights You and I, unstoppable when we're together We can have it all A fire burns within our hearts

Strawberry Blond - Mitski

I love everybody because I love you When you stood up, walked away barefoot And the grass where you lay left a bed in your shape I looked over it and I ached I love everybody because I love you I don't need the city, and I don't need proof All I need, darlin', is a life in your shape I picture it, soft, and I ache [...] Look at you, strawberry blond Fields rollin' on I love it when you call my name Can you hear the bumblebees swarm? Watching your arm I love it when you look my way

#and the cards read as such {ic} #look to the stars for what you seek {answered} #lilacgod #if the sunset came alive {muse: rose} #i just wanna find a god and hope she loves me too {muse: kass} #long post #I LOVE THIS MEME SMMMMMM AAAAA #i put so much work in you dont understand

[kiealer]

@peoplcshope asked:

It has been several years since their last encounter. Possible four..or maybe even five however, business purposes had brought him here back into this timeline. His mind told him to simply let them deal with the consequences but asside from the betrayal there will NEVER be a timeline..or a Trunks for that matter that would not help a Ninazu, regardless of the circumstances. "It's been awhile, Nina." He voice was soft, whatever sadness he had felt before..it seems the love he had produced with his own wife had made him emotionally competent for this assignment.

The sight of him nearly made her jaw drop. At first, she didn't believe it. It had been several years since she'd last saw him, and truthfully, she never imagined that she would see him again after the day he left. She was positive that he'd sworn off of her, that the agreement to go their separate ways was the end of their relationship. She had made her bed, and now she had to lie in it -- but that didn't stop her from missing someone she considered so dear. Years had passed since the day he left, and she often wondered what became of him since they last spoke… but it seems her questions may be answered today.

❝T-Trunks,❞ his name tumbles from her lips, utterly astonished. He seemed calm, collected. She wonders what feelings stir beneath the surface, but she wouldn't voice that concern. He seems at least cordial. ❝It… really has been awhile. I… I thought I'd never see you again.❞ She steps forward, intending to approach him, wanting to embrace him, but suddenly--

❝Mamaaa!❞ The cry of a child echoes through the stillness, and the owner of the voice toddles along shortly thereafter. A little boy with scruffy black hair, no older than four, clings to Ninazu's leg the moment he comes within reach. His blue eyes peer upward, tears within them, as he pleadingly looks to his mother. ❝Ama's being a meanie!❞

❝I am not! You just don't know how to play!❞ Another voice insists, and another small child approaches the pair. Her purple hair maintained less spikes than the other, her silver eyes narrowed and her thin brows furrowed. She stops short just before her brother, turning to view Trunks. His appearance completely distracted her from whatever complaint she was about to state, and the petty matter was forgotten. She stares for a moment, then addresses her mother. ❝… Who's that, Mommy?❞ The woman assesses her children for a moment before a soft smile curves her lips.

❝Ama, Azi,❞ Ninazu bends downward, lifting the boy into her arms. ❝This is Trunks. He's… a friend of mine.❞ Though she hesitates in addressing him as such, she still hopes that idea to be the case. ❝Trunks, this is Azimua, my son,❞ she adjusts her hold of him in her arms to punctuate her point. She draws a hand to lay atop the head of the child below her. ❝And this is my daughter, Amashi.❞ She wears such a proud, joyful smile when referring to her children, just like any mother would.

Though, she's highly aware he didn't show up to meet her family. His sudden appearance begs the question that she feels it necessary to ask, albeit softly:

❝… What brings you here, Trunks? It's been so long… what could've happened that made you… want to come back?❞

#peoplcshope #║ ✰〳ic. #║ ✰〳asks. #[ you bet your ass i will take ANY excuse i can get to include the twins #i've lowkey been thinking about this all day lmao i just.... i love her with her kids so much #but uh i am ready to Feel Things ] #║verse ✰〳future : hold on until the end. #║ ✰〳queue.

[chloeworships]

This is about me and my Prodigal 😔💔

I was laying in bed this week when this spirit rolled up on me. This scene is so similar to what happened to me that night with that damn spirit over me. It was hoovering over me just like this. I’m shook 👀

The names:

🔺David

🔺Ben

🔺Sydney

God also confirmed it.

Whoever wrote this comic and directed this show knows exactly what I’m going through.

I’m tired of this 😔 This entity is real. This spiritual warfare is so real. This demon is by far the strongest one I have ever encountered. I pray and fast and it goes away but ALWAYS comes back but if i find out this is someone else’s doing, summoning this creature to torment me and my Prodigal, my God I will have no choice but to pray against you and know my Father in Heaven will act SWIFTLY.

It was the Holy Spirit who told me to watch this.

So this is what they were doing and planning at the demon conference chatting about me. I heard them and I saw them 😤

At least you all know the truth. This fat faced demon looks EXACTLY LIKE THIS BECAUSE IT IS HIM TO THE T. Wherever there is Jezebel you will find BAAL.

I had no prior knowledge of this show or comic until this spirit started harassing me and I had to google “demon with the yellow eyes” and this show popped up.

Currently I’m internally screaming rn.

This demon works in sync with the person stalking me but I promise one day ama share our story, our testimony. This is happening to too many couples and very few are aware of this and God is making it known through us hence why I’m being transparent and sharing this with you. This isn’t the full testimony but one day…….

Thank you Jesus for revealing the truth to us.

Like clockwork

The Angels came to give me beautiful messages and BAM 💥 this demon comes to bother me.

I also just had a vision of the devil smirking it’s evil grin at me. OK LUCY. But I also saw AA Michael.

PS. look at the triangle on David’s shirt. I didn’t notice that until today, AFTER I used the triangle emoji 🔺👀

Also another message for a different “Ben” don’t move too fast in relationships.

#Pray for me please 🙏🏾 #the life of a Saint #St. Anthony #God I need you 🤍 #praying for you too 💕 #BAAL #WE WILL TRIUMPH OVER THIS DEMON