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wildingrose · 3 years

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diamond in the rough

dark alley help part 5

part 4: the introduction | part 6: intrigued police

word count: 2k

》 handjob

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You sneaked into the house without your mother in sight. She must be sleeping still. Taeyong had given you a pair of pants to wear under your shirt and if your mother had seen you in them... you had a lot of explaining to do. Carefully on your tip toes, you managed to successfully get into your bedroom without getting caught and let out a deep breath. You shrugged out of his clothes and put on a floral cami dress along with matching panties. You folded the clothing and quickly hid them in your dresser right when your mother barged in, fuming hard with her nose flaring.

"Where on earth were you, young lady?" she yelled.

Ignoring your mother was bound to land you in trouble. You had thought through a ton scenarios on your way back home, none of them seeming fit. Telling her about Taeyong had no positive outcome no matter what you tried to envision. You knew he was going to be rejected by her. So you settled with lying. "I was with Raymond." Your mother would never contact him to ask about your whereabouts because that would technically leave a bad impression of yourself to him, that you were the type of girl to disappear at night and not return till the next day.

She narrowed her eyes on you. "Oh really? You know, I was just on the phone with him, asking if he was available to take you out today." Oh shit. "And he mentioned that it'll be great since he hasn't seen you all week!" her voice raised at the end. "Now where the hell were you?"

You rolled your eyes, annoyed that you were going to have to say the truth as any other lie wasn't going to work on her. "I was with someone."

"Who?"

"A guy."

Your mother gasped. "Is he rich?"

This was the part where you didn't know what to do. You thought back to Taeyong's apartment and you could tell right away that he wasn't earning anywhere close to what your mother's requirement was. The truth was the right thing, but that was surely to rip you apart from him. Your granted access to walking to the library every night would be immediately canceled, or even going out anywhere in general unless Raymond was picking you up. Then, there would be no more Taeyong and you couldn't stand to imagine that.

Lying would save you and let you continue to see him. But you'd have to be careful with what lie you'd pick. Your mother was a nosy one. She would right away want to see his place and inquire about his workplace, even going as far as contacting where he'd work to confirm the details. She was dead set on having you married off to the money-loaded.

"Well... he looks rich." That wasn't a lie. He was so handsome that anyone would think he was the heir for some luxurious company without knowing his background. "And we went to a really nice hotel after so I don't know much about him. But I really really like him, mom. I wanna stop seeing Raymond when all I can think about is him. Please?" you pleaded with big puppy eyes despite that it never had any effect on her.

Your details seemed to have made her somewhat pleased. "He sounds prosperous." She crossed her arms and narrowed her eyes on you. "I'm not taking back my word and you better go out with Raymond today. But I do want to meet this guy of yours for dinner tonight. If he meets my expectations, then I'll cancel the alliance with Raymond. Deal?"

Your heart was pounding hard in your chest, fearing for what was going to happen at night. At least she was giving Taeyong a chance and a way out of your meetings with a guy you had zero interest in. You were going to have to prepare both yourself and Taeyong for the dinner to get her approval. "Deal," you said, nodding frantically.

"What's this guy's name?"

"Taeyong."

She hummed, quietly speaking, "Let's see how this Taeyong is."

You looked at the small building that was currently owned by your father. The lights were out but you knew your brother was in there. Bursting through the doors and into the office room, he sat on the grand leather chair with feet on the desk, playing on his Nintendo switch. He glanced over at you and huffed. "Nice to see you alive, lil sis. Do you even know the shit I had to hear mom rant on-" You strode up to the desk and slammed your hands on it, making him jump and pause his game. "Geez, you didn't have to scare me like that-"

"I need the business."

He blinked at you. "Are you crazy? I'm here sacrificing my Saturday morning acting like I'm learning and you want dad's business?"

You nodded.

He arched a curious brow. "Why?"

"You know they won't let me do anything. They can't say no if it's their business. Plus, you'll be free from this hellhole."

A mischievous smile formed on his face. "Are you trying to bargain with them for something? Why are you getting the idea now?"

You trusted your brother with your secrets as you two were ill-fated with parental expectations. "I... like someone."

"And he's not rich, is he?"

You shook your head.

He hummed, "I can teach you then."

You had texted Taeyong the details for the day. He had two things to tackle. First, meet this Raymond guy with you so that you could cut him out of your life. And second, prepare to show his best version of himself in front of your family for dinner.

He pulled the vehicle in front of the building that you texted. While waiting for you, he thought back to the black dress that you left behind intentionally at his place.

A little souvenir from me, you joked.

You knew you were going back to his place again and decided to let it stay there, all pretty with memories rushing back to how good he made you feel.

Taeyong saw you walking out of the building with a guy behind you. When your eyes met his, you grinned and began jogging over to him, making him step out of his car with his heart fluttering.

"Taeyong, you're here!" you exclaimed, beaming hard. While you didn't know how the meeting was going to end between Taeyong and Raymond, you were excited to end things off with Raymond and focus solely on spending time with the guy you had recently grown fond of despite the little time.

The little time containing quite high quality memories.

Your brother caught up and asked, "So this is him?"

You nodded. "Yup, he's Taeyong. And Taeyong, this is my older brother."

Taeyong gave him a curt nod. "Hello, it's nice to meet you."

Your brother chuckled. "It sure is, meeting the one that stole my baby sister's heart. I'll come for you if you break it."

"That won't happen," Taeyong answered with seriousness. He couldn't fathom breaking the heart of his precious doll.

"I hope it won't. I'm expecting you to be better than that jerk Y/N's been set up with."

Taeyong side glanced over to you and you gave him a warm smile. "Taeyong can't be compared to him or any man that mom grows heart eyes for. He's a diamond in the rough."

Taeyong's breath hitched at your compliment. No one had ever called him that.

"Well then, good luck Taeyong, trying to get on our mom's good side." With a wave, your brother walked back into the building.

"See ya!" you yelled and turned to the one beside you, only to be met with twinkling eyes. "Tae?" When he didn't respond, you placed a hand on his shoulder gently, and he broke.

He smashed his lips to yours, sucking hard on your bottom lip as his hands rested on your waist, pulling you close till there wasn't a gap between you. Making a small noise of surprise, your hand went up to cup his cheek and the other went to the back of his head, caressing the soft dark strands. The sensations of your fingers lightly scratching his head was turning him on, making him release a moan and grind his hips into yours.

You gasped when you felt his cock harden against you and pushed him back a little. "Not here Tae," you scolded softly.

He desperately whined. "Please?"

You looked around the area. It was a quiet block away from the busy streets, and you were sure that your brother was back in the office playing his game, so you weren't going to get caught by him.

Huffing, you pushed him into the backseat of his car, instructing him to lean against the other side. When you climbed in after, he pounced on you, his arms coming around to keep you still as he stuffed his mouth with your clothed breasts.

"Oh baby," you breathed out and the new name for him got him excited, resulting him to gently bit down open mouthed, making you mewl and you attempted to push him away with your hands on his hard shoulders. He obeyed and eagerly waited for your next move.

Your hand went to tug at his pants. He lifted his hips to help you with the action, clearly thrilled to meet your warmth around him again that he was addicted to.

He groaned when your hand wrapped around his shaft and thumb rubbed over the head as precum began spilling out. But when your head began to lower near it, he stopped you. "No, I want this," he whined as his fingers went under your dress to circle over your covered folds, hoping that would make you desperate for his cock to be buried into your cunt.

You were resolute and pulled his hand away. "Either you get my hand or nothing. We have somewhere to be and I'm not gonna risk getting messed up. We'll do anything you say after it's over. Deal?"

His cock twitched in your hold at your tempting words. "Anything?"

"Yes."

Taeyong licked his lips and agreed. You lowered your head and took his erect member into your mouth as much as you could. His mouth fell, head falling back when feeling your moist hot mouth around his cock. Your tongue swirled around getting your saliva to coat him perfectly before removing your mouth. You spat on your hand and grasped his throbbing dick.

"Lay down," you ordered. And he did without a complaint. At that point, all he wanted was a release.

You shifted to hover over him, your hand pressed into the seat beside his head as the other one began stroking him slowly. A gasp left his mouth and he shut his eyes to feel your delicate hand do the dirty work. "Faster, doll."

You increased your pace as he began bucking into your hand, desperate for an orgasm to hit him. You kept your eyes trained on his face, observing the way his mouth hung open as quiet sighs spilled out, his brows furrowed. When he was close, he lifted his eyelids, only to be welcomed by your burning gaze just inches away and that was when it hit him hard. He stilled for a brief moment as hot thick ropes spurted out, letting the initial lightning pass by before breathing out a series of curses. "Fuck, doll, fuck."

You kept a hand over to stop his cum from staining your dress and only coat your palms. His stickiness ran down the sides of his length.

Once it was over, Taeyong's head went limp yet his tired eyes kept trained on you as he was catching his breath. His legs twitched ever so slightly when you licked his cum off your hands and hummed.

"Tastes good, doll?" he asked cockily.

"Of course," you replied with a smirk. "After all, it goes inside me."

He let out a faint growl at your words. "Don't say that. You make me want to fuck you right now."

You trapped him by pressing your other hand beside his head and lowered your head super close to him till you felt his hot breath fan over you. "Good thing the deal is stopping you."

tag list: @cosmiclatte28 @mel-yjh @johnnysuhisnotmyproblem @kttyongie @chantellsievert

#nct smut #nct 127 smut #taeyong smut #taeyong scenarios #taeyong imagines #taeyong x reader #lee taeyong

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veralovemail · 3 years

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So... Matchups are closed but requests are open? I got it right? Well, If I didn't, feel free to delete this lol

What about Yidhra's follower and Robbie with a S/O who is like a big sis figure? 😳👉👈

yes you did... i've gotten really overwhelmed with the amount of match ups people have sent in and barely any hc requests, so yeah. i'm sorry if my matchups take a while as well, schoolwork is kinda stressing me out and some familial problems r going on. anyways, here are your hcs! by the way, f/o means familial other.

yidhra's follower + robbie platonic hcs! (fem reader)

yidhra's follower:

yidhra's follower doesn't really have a name, so we'll call her y/f.

yidhra enjoys watching you and y/f play around together, whether it be tag, chess, go fish or an old board game you found in the manor!

whenever y/f does something impressive, or wants to show you something, you see her running towards you with a giggle and she'll tug you along to show you what she did.

when you're in matches, if you're a survivor, y/f will most likely leave you alone, but your l/f (leech follower) won't.

if you're a hunter, you're a little disappointed that yidhra isn't allowed into 2v8. you tried smuggling y/f in, which also meant smuggling yidhra in, but i don't think you can dress yidhra and y/f as the same hunter and hope that ms. nightingale doesn't notice that there are two robbies sitting in the chair.

yidhra asks you your secret to becoming friends with y/f and you just smile at her. for a supernatural being, she can't figure you out.

y/f will sleep on you a lot. she naturally gets tired out after matches, so she'll come rambling to you and then conk out on your bed or in your lap.

yidhra goes around trying to find y/f but always finds her with you. she'll be slithering around, asking luchino or hastur "have you seen my follower anywhere?" but neither of them "know" because you bribed them (somehow).

you and y/f bake for everyone! everyone in both factions enjoy your baking. normally you make one thing for everyone, depending from where they came from. even bonbon gets some snacks (...burke has to approve of them first though).

yidhra sometimes lets y/f join you in matches. without her scythe though, she just follows you around.

y/f sees you as her big sister and if she has a problem (and if yidhra has one), she'll come straight to you.

yidhra sometimes asks you things about y/f because yidhra doesn't know how to console a crying husk because some toxic survivor emoted at her.

you'd hold a survivor out of the window as a threat and the next day you see them begging y/f for forgiveness for emoting at her after a pallet stun.

y/f idolises you!! she asked yidhra to ask if they could get matching skins with you and you most likely did, survivor or hunter.

everyone except hastur and luchino are scared of yidhra, so if you're a little weak or disliked by someone, you're guaranteed 100% safety.

robbie (does he have a last name????):

he takes you everywhere with him.

robbie will call you "big sis". full stop.

he holds your hand and drags you around, rambling about his latest match or something that happened in the manor.

if you're a hunter, he'll play 2v8 with you. you two are a true monolith that survivors instantly give up when they see you two tag teaming (not double teaming you two just kick ass very well)

give him a lil high five if you're nearby and he downs someone. it gives him more motivation to keep going.

no amount of stuns or flare guns can stop you two.

if you're a survivor, he won't hold back, but he will apologise when you get back to the manor if he chaired you.

loves showing you his skins and accessories and you hype him up.

you sneak yourself into the survivors' side of the manor and steal sweets for him. sneak 100. snake metal gear solid could NEVER.

you got caught by naib once but for a hunter of your size, you somehow fit perfectly under the dining table... but he still found you and was like "what the fuck are you doing here you cretin"

he, as in naib, kinda leaves them out for you so you don't have to squeeze yourself under the dining table the next time

he is!! very grateful for your existence.

you two play games together a lot. board ones or tag in the garden, it doesn't really matter.

you bake for him and you also patch up his clothes for him.

he falls asleep in your room a lot so you carry him off into his own room to sleep if you're a hunter. if you're a survivor, you pad on over to luchino or michiko's room and ask if they can go get him.

you read him bedtime stories if he asks. most of them are improvised though.

will excitedly show you a new trick of his or a drawing he made of the two of you & you almost cry everytime bc you're so proud.

#idv #identity v #idv imagines #idv writing #idv x reader #platonic headcanons #robbie idv #identity v axe boy #yidhra idv #identity v dream witch #headcanons

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last-necromancer · 3 years

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((Soon this blog will be switching to my new AU where their stories will change but since there are still many asks about their past I want to put their backstory out. Here is a complete 'speedrun' of their past until the 'present'. Hope this will answer all your questions~ ))

James and Ari backstory:

- Jameson was born on another Hyperion station but his family moved to Helios when J was very young to remember that, Ember was born when J was 4 years old

- J spend 4 years in the special program due to his behavior problems. So he joined the first-grade class 4 years old than others.

- Ari was born on Eden-6, father Sebastian - hunter, mother Maria - cook in their family restaurant. They moved to Helios with their restaurant when they got the chance and few other hunter families working in the restaurant moved with them. Mr. Serino was visiting Eden-6 to hunt regularly selling food to rich and to provide to their restaurant

- Ari had to take care of herself a lot, her parents insisted on her to be strong and independent from a young age. Creating a big feel of loneliness in her from an early age

- Both Ari and J entered the same class, teachers knew about J’s troubles so they sit him with the calmest kid in class. That’s how J ended up sitting next to Ari and how they met

- J annoyed Ari and they fought a lot daily. They eventually bond over the fighting and became best friends. Ari was helping J passing school a lot and often came over to Blacks to help J with homework and learning. Due to their close bond of them, J and Ari form a very sibling-like relationship and started calling each other sis/bro

- When Ember got older she showed huge intelligence and talent for explosives and complex machinery. Unlike J she kept on studying aiming to make weapons for Hyperion

- Ari and J’s high school years were again spent in the same class. J had a crush on one of the most popular girl in school which lead him to his doom. He got invited by her on a sleepover with her friends. The entire thing was staged to get him there and made fun of him. Their fun took a very dark turn. J managed to escape but he never told anyone what happened there that night

- Since the incident, J became very hostile towards women and started seeking attention from males. His behavior was worse than ever and he barely finished high school without getting kicked out. J got in a major fight with his parents to the point they kicked him out. J and Ari moved in together

- Ari worked at game shop building computers and J started selling drugs to provide enough money so they can live on their own. Ari started going on hunts with her father to learn how to hunt and to earn some money on top of her job.

- J started taking the drugs instead of selling them, the dealers told him to pay or they will get the money other ways. Again J told no one about this and didn’t pay since he had no money to do so. The dealers ended up killing his parents and taking all their money. They left J a message that they are even now

- Everyone thought it was a basic robbery, no one knew about the money J owned them and J never told anyone his parents were killed because of him. Poor Ember tried to understand why would anyone pick her parents while J could not look her in the eyes

- Unable to come with the fact his parents died because of him J overdose himself in an attempt to kill himself. In his high state J wandered into Helios labs. The docs there knew he will die so they decided to try their experiment on him to not let this free test subject just go unused. No one survived the experiment, they took him as a joke knowing twig like him will never make it. But the drugs that infected his body over a long time of using them made the acid experiment successful

- Ari went to find J right after finding he is missing. Asking people if they saw him, they told her the labs took him in. Knowing no one leaves those labs alive Ari went for Ember to form a plan how to get him out fast. Ember went to steal a ship, Ari recorded a message for her parents that they will flee to Eden-6 where they will all met. Ari took her father‘s gun shooting guards and lab workers to get to J fast. Despite J’s horrible state of acid pouring out of him, they managed to get away from the labs

- They all get into the stolen ship and fly away. None of them knew how to drive it so they crashed on Pandora. They left all their belonging and Echos on Helios so no way to call help. They started wondering on Pandora trying to survive by raiding and stealing from small bandit camps

- Mr. Serino went to Eden-6 hoping to find them there but they never came. Stayed there since then still waiting and searching for his daughter and her friends. Never losing hope despite his wife not believing Ari is still alive

- Ari and J blend ‘well‘ and were good at surviving but Ember was too scared and innocent for it. Eventually she tried to help only to step on mine trap and lose both her legs. Hyperion declared all three of them as criminals, if they ever get close to Hyperion again they will be arrested. Seriously wounded Ember and exhausted Ari made J decide they need to join a bigger group. COV was the only one accepting almost anyone as long as you swear to be loyal so they went there

- J used his showman skills and charisma to get into the liking of many higher COV parts, making his way to Troy. He got Troy’s attention with his skills so Troy take him as his right hand and both girls to live and work for COV. Ember was meant to be working in workshops and Ari at the kitchen.

- Ember’s health was slowly getting worse every day, J plead Troy to take her to safety, promising his life and infinite loyalty in exchange. Troy sent an echo to Maliwan that an important Hyperion engineer is on Pandora willing to work for them. Maliwan came for Ember and took her with them, offering Ari to come too but she stayed on Pandora with J

- J did as he promised and did everything to show his loyalty. Troy refused to trust him for so long despite J being so protective and caring for him. Whenever anyone tried to call Troy sick again got it bad from him. J tried to befriend him many times but Troy was so deaf to it. Troy started trusting J after many times J risked his life for him, after J proved to listen to orders no matter what, slowly over time they started becoming friends. Both boys bond over their manipulative and smart tactics slowly becoming even closer

- Helios crashed and with it Ari’s hopes are gone. Her mother was dead since she never left the station, it was sure she died there. She doesn’t know her dad is still waiting for her so she believes she lost everything. She stopped coming out of the cathedral and never hunt again out of depression whenever she sees the ruins of Helios or remembers that hunting is the trade of her family that she lost.

- The whole time Ari wasn’t so happy as a cook but she wasn’t one to really complain since working outside of the cathedral was way WAY worse. J pressured Troy to make her an editor since she would fit the position. Troy listened to his advisor and give Ari a place in his editing team. This made her a very high rank in the cult and give her even better living conditions.

- Very often Ari was coming to work late just to sleep longer and then working to late hours. Troy caught her there once and they finally had their first proper chat. They meet up there sometimes and they always chat a lil bit making Troy feel she can be his friend…

#borderlands 3 #Jameson Black #Ariana Serino #Necrotizing parasite AU #original character #borderlands

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michals · 3 years

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May I request some Allison and Ben and best wishes for your regular projects to get easier, I absolutely love your fics.

Firstly: 🥰🥰🥰 thank you!! Also this was very much inspired by this post by knif2thrower.

Nostalgia is tricky for Allison considering, well, everything. As soon as she left the house at 18 the majority of her past took on a harsh, ugly light. She’s always tried to move past it, tried not to look back and especially not let it get to her. But in the wake of two apocalypses and some disorganizing and reorganizing of the timeline and finally everything getting back to the way it should be – with a couple bonuses – she finds the memories don’t leave quite the bitter taste they used to.

A week past the re-righting of the universe finds her absently picking through her old bedroom, searching for nothing in particular except idle thoughts. A rare quiet moment in the house these days. When she finds the stack of old magazines they’d been in as kids she only means to flip through the top one, just a quick glance through. But the picture on the cover of the next one is so cute she has to check out the others inside too, and then naturally she goes through a third and soon enough she’s sitting cross legged on her bed with the magazines spread out in front of her as she browses through them.

They’re mostly teen beat magazines, simple colorful things meant for preteens with articles about dealing with crushes and homework. She laughs when she finds a picture of Lil Bow Wow she’d drawn a heart around. And the pictures of her and the others only make her feel sentimental. They’re smiling in all of them, posing goofily with their arms around each other, pulling mock superhero poses. She couldn’t help but like those photoshoots. They never got to leave the house except for missions and press and unlike the boring, serious articles in the newspapers and Time, when it came to Bop magazine they got to act like kids and talk about their favorite ice cream flavors.

A photo of her standing with the boys around her, her hands posed cheekily under her chin with Luther, Klaus, Diego and Ben around her gets to her. That had been a fun day. She runs a finger over it like she’s trying to smooth down Klaus’s messy lapel when the door whooshes open and Ben rushes into the room, swinging the door shut behind him but making sure it doesn’t slam. He whirls on her with his eyes wide, poised like a frightened rabbit.

Her heart rate immediately picks up. “What’s wrong? What happened?” They think they’re in the clear, almost sure that nothing’s gonna fall on their heads anymore but she can’t stop her mind from preparing for the worst.

“Nothing!” Ben chirps, stepping carefully into the room, scanning it like he’s looking for something, “Nothing’s wrong, I did nothing wrong.”

A smirk comes to her lips. Oh, she knows exactly what’s happening. “What’d you do and who’d you do it to?”

Ben breaks into a sly, knowing look. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, I would never. Unrelated but can I hide in here?”

Ben was supposed to be the shy one, quiet and introverted. He never spoke much in those interviews, shied away at too much attention. But all of them knew he was actually a little shit who pulled more pranks than any of them.

That he wants to hide tells Allison exactly who he played one on this time. “It was Five wasn’t it? In that case no, you have to deal with that on your own.”

“Really? You won’t help your own brother?” he puts his hand to his chest.

“Against my other brother?”

“You’re supposed to play favorites here,” Ben says shaking his head at her. There’s a distant thump and he practically throws himself on the floor and crawls over to the other side of the bed.

Allison leans over to look down at him. “What’d you do?” More conspiratorial than accusing.

Ben lays on his back, eyes innocent but his smirk giving him away. “Nothing! I just thought, maybe, Dolores might want to change up her look for spring is all.”

Allison reels back, laughing, “Oh you are so in for it!” But then she leans over further, eyes sparkling. “What color eyeshadow?”

“I was thinking pink but blue fit her so much better.”

Allison shakes her head at him. Ben had been one of those bonuses after they got back, a reward even. When they’d all landed on this side of it he’d been here, in the flesh and beaming. And he was the right one, he was their Ben. Allison hadn’t had to wonder if he’d fit in like he hadn’t been dead for so long because he’d dashed any doubts right away. He was bolder, perhaps, probably from years of Klaus’s influence, but he was him. This right here is proof of that.

She props her chin on her hand, “Remember when you told Diego people eat spiders in their sleep and you had just seen a big hairy one crawl into his room?”

Ben laughs. “Oh yeah, he slept with a bandana over his mouth for a month. Remember when I put a pebble in all your socks?”

Oh she remembers it now; she hadn’t noticed until they were in front of the cameras and she’d been on the evening news shuffling awkwardly the whole time. She’s not quite so nostalgic for that. “You little jerk,” but it’s fond.

This is what she likes about those silly teenage magazines, they could never actually show exactly who they were, especially the little hidden things like this, but they were the closest they ever got to appearing like actual kids. Sometimes a picture would manage to capture that mischievous twinkle in Ben’s eye.

“Remember when Luther broke that beaker and you told dad it was you?” she asks.

Ben’s smile is softer. “Yeah. I mean he looked like he was going to have a heart attack.” He shrugs his shoulders against the carpet. “Besides he did all my physics homework for a week.”

He hadn’t done it for that though, Allison knows, he’d been protecting Luther. That was who Ben was too.

“I’m glad you’re back,” she says, gentle sincerity in her voice. Ben smiles back, fond and happy.

Then there’s the distinct ‘thwip’sound of Five blinking from just outside the door and Ben’s eyes go wide and he scrambles to pull himself under the bed.

Allison’s just sitting up as Five suddenly appears in front of her. He looks over the room with narrowed eyes. “Where is he?”

Allison feigns ignorance. “Who?”

Five trains his skeptical gaze on her. “Ben. He’s around here somewhere.”

Allison shrugs, “I haven’t seen him, I’ve been here by myself all afternoon.”

He studies her face for a moment but only frowns deeper in frustration. Five’s shrewd but Allison is an actress after all. “If you see him tell him I’m going to find him.”

And in a flash he’s gone, she can hear him stomping around in the hall. Luther’s voice calls out:

“Five it’s not that bad! It’ll come off.”

“If you like it so much you let him do your eyeliner!” Five shoots back.

Klaus’s voice chimes in with, “Ooh I’d like to see that actually.”

Allison stays quiet for a long moment until the noises outside go away. Ben pops his head up over the side of the bed.

“Coast’s clear I think,” she tells him.

He gets to his feet, peeks outside and doesn’t see anyone.

“Thanks sis,” he says, makes to leave only to turn around and ask: “So tonight, when Luther’s asleep, you’re gonna help me with his eyeliner right?”

“Oh absolutely,” Allison says, as if there were any question.

He gives her a giddy grin before slipping out into the hallway. She shakes her head, chest tight with affection. She turns back to the magazine she has open in front of her. There’s a picture of Ben in it, his face in a big cheesy star graphic, and yeah, there it is, there’s that glimmer in his eye. She’s happy then that nostalgia doesn’t hurt so much anymore.

In the hallway there’s another ‘thwip’ followed by a panicked high pitched yelp.

#tua fic #umbrella academy fic #tua #the umbrella academy #allison hargreeves #ben hargreeves #this was fun and not something i would have thought to do otherwise thank you!#and thank you again for the compliment!!#my fic #t.ua

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slashingdisneypasta · 4 years

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Hello! Can I request a headcanon where the queen of hearts (1951), Maleficent, Cruella, Shang yu and Yzma (separated) take care of a lost (orphaned) little girl (like 5-6) and adopted her as their own. Thank!

These were sooooo fun to think of, omg XD I feel all warm inside, thanks for the request! I hope you like it as much as I do ^^

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Cruella DeVille (You can imagine either animated, OUAT or live action Cruella, but I liked this gif ^^):

· Cruella, is more of a… fun, rich aunt. You know, when you can post the child back to its parents any time you like with a sugar high and new Xbox?

· But, as the capable entrepreneur and businesswoman that she is, she rises to the challenge of ‘parenting’, when the stinky orphaned girl living on the streets (You, obviously) show potential in the fashion industry.

· She takes you right to the adoption agency, picks you up and plops you on the counter like a pair of shoes and asks how much you cost. You just smile sweetly, like the most adorable munchkin ever despite the off way your new caregiver handles you, and the agent has some reservations, of course, but Cruella’s able to speed up the adoption process with her connections and her money.

· Your relationship at first is similar to Oswald Cobblepot and Martin’s. And if you haven’t watched Gotham, I’ll explain; Sort of distant, but the adult is trying at least. They’re just not used to having a pre-teen around. And, somehow, they’re making the child feel more understood and taken care of then anyone else ever has, despite both parties’ reservations.

· Slowly you bond (Over fashion, obviously) and Cruella turns into, honestly, a pretty good mum (For a villain who wants to kidnap puppies from her friend and make a coat for herself out of them, anyway). She learns to not gag when your shows are on the telly, she takes more time off work to take care of you and turn up to your school things (Like parent-teacher interviews, concerts, art exhibitions, and assemblies if you’re going to get an award- she even makes artful collages out of your work on the fridge), and you two even learn how to cook some easy dinners together.

· (Cruella can cook, I think, but I can imagine they’re more fancy stuff that a kid really isn’t interested in)

· You’re a two-person team kind of family.

· She doesn’t like you to be around Jasper and Horace because their stupidity and lack of fashion sense could be contagious.

· For the longest time, you just call her Cruella… until one day she says she loves you (Which is visibly difficult for her. Not because the words aren’t true, but because she’s not sentimental) and you finally call her ‘Mum’.

Maleficent:

· You start following her around, lost and having decide the scary green lady with a cute bird pet is the one to go to for help. She tries to scare you off, but of course you’re already scared anyway! But not of her- of being left alone.

· So you keep following her through the forest, until you reach her castle and Diablo has become attached to you and is sitting on your shoulder instead of hers, nuzzling your little face.

· She leaves out some food for you for dinner and lays a clean blanket down on an abandoned bed in a random room down a dark hallway. It’s a spooky night, in that creepy castle… but the blanket smells like grass and you find that if you close your eyes and smoosh your face into it, you don’t think about the things that could be hidden in the dark. Also, Diablo comes in and keeps you company.

· Mal is sure that you’ll be gone the next day. That’s why she was so kind. She was sure you were just a determined straggler and if she offered you a home for a night, then you would be the fickle little child that you are leave without so much as a thank you the next day.

· But you don’t leave.

· And you do say thank you, and even make her a mud pie outside the castle.

· She gives you a bit of a smile (Not soft, because Mal is still an evil fairy, but it’s a refreshing look on a face that had been pinched the whole time), resigning to you. You’re all alone like her. Maybe it won’t hurt so much to let you stay.

· Okay, as a parent, Mal isn’t so bad. She settles into the pace easier than Cruella or Yzma, at least, and her lifestyle allows for a far stabler childhood for you then Shan Yu’s. Plus, she’s outwardly very calm, which is a huge improvement from if you were living under the Red Queens roof.

· Distracts you with magic when she’s busy or just when she wants to watch the awe in your face as you watch sparkles dance around the room like real life stars.

· Keeps you away from all her villainy- you don’t need to be messed up in all that. Basically no one except her crow knows you exist and she’d like to keep it that way.

Shan Yu:

· Shan Yu finds you after he pillages your village (And you’re the only survivor) and you followed along behind his men for a while until they noticed you. Which didn’t take long, of course, they’re a group of highly skilled Huns in the ways of hunting and warfare.

· He uses his noggin (A very good noggin. Much cleverness) and identifies the favourable factors to having a little girl with them. You’re unassuming, for one, and can be trained (And moulded) to be used as a diversion for them in the kind of situations in which brute force do not apply and wouldn’t be helpful.

· He also acknowledges the need to train the next generation into their image to continue the Huns control over China even after he passes away. So, off on the quest to take over China you go, with them.

· He is so big, that you can perch on his wide shoulder and he’ll be fine still marching along.

· He gets a bit soft when interacting with you. At least, he certainly doesn’t treat you like an adult because you of course aren’t one. He encourages your childish wonder and your playing around. He’ll even play eye spy with you as you travel, or play a little tug of war if you get a piece of fabric or rope (Yes, like a puppy) and he’s just sitting down chilling somewhere on a rest break or at camp, pretending that the game is actually a contest until he smirks and tugs just a tiny bit harder and you fall forward onto your face XD (He only uses one hand the entire time)

· He’s a really chill dad, really, despite the whole… killing everyone in your village… First impressions, amiright? XD

· The rest of his men either hate you with every fibre of their huge beings or love you even more, and that’s the tea. One of them once rolled you up in a blanket and strapped you to a horse so you would stop annoying them by running around in front of the mules. You decide whether this was one who hated you or loved you. (Another came along and put a roll of bread in your mouth so you could eat, but didn’t release you)

· You’ve also been tied (Safely and comfortably, yes but still tied with your feet off the ground) to a tree as a time out and dropped in lakes (Once they knew you could swim) to calm your shit when you got hyper.

· You sleep in Shan Yu’s tent until you’re like 14 and declares that you’re able to defend yourself and can kill a man, so he can keep you safe.

Queen of Hearts:

· Goodness, who let this woman adopt? (Well, I mean, no-one could stop her) Even Hades would be better, and he tried to have a baby assassinated.

· This woman would be unintentionally manipulative towards this child (Like Norma and Norman Bates. Jesus christ). Whenever the kid doesn’t do anything that she wants them to, she’ll get p i s s e d, and that might legitimately mess with the kids psyche. She won’t behead the lil girl, of course, which I guess is bit of a saving grace (she isn’t that cruel) here? But it’s definitely a good thing the gentle King of Hearts is around, to settle the flames and calm down his wife and new daughter when games go awry.

· (And ya’ll play lots of games. Some of the time, living with her and her husband as your parental figures is a dream for a little girl like you)

· She does try her very hardest to be kind and not to lose her temper, and it is made so much easier by the fact that you’re an innocent little girl (Younger than Alice was), and she’s very fond of you. So, in a way, adopting you is helping her with her issues, and by extension, helping the rest of Wonderland.

· You get a big fancy throne-like highchair at the royal dinner table.

· Your little family is a bit or very messy, but you are never not loved. You always know that you’re loved.

Yzma:

· When Yzma takes you in, its because Kronk discovered your little form sleeping in an alleyway and ran with you in his hands back to her, and BEGGED her. This sweetheart (Kronk, not Yzma) could not handle the knowledge that a little baby girl was abandoned and all alone on the streets. And Yzma’s the most well-off, influential person he knows! Of course he’s going to go to her for help.

· When she finally gives in, its because you called her pretty. She’s just like… pause… “Seems like an intelligent enough… eugh… child... Kronk come! We have to disinfect it.”

· Kronk rushes after Yzma, still holding you and clarifies for you: “She means a bath.”

· So, now, you have your protective, psycho, affection-challenged mother and your sweet, dumb, beloved… uncle. Yeah, uncle. We’ll go with uncle.

· Yzma takes a while to get used to you, and she’s very defiant against getting called ‘Mum’ or ‘Mother’ (Mama or Mummy have a more youthful feel, according to Yzma.), but she’s pretty immature due to her psychosis so she tends to blend well with your child personality.

· You laugh so much, with her. Most of the things she says are hilarious, especially when she’s exasperated and mutters about Kronk.

· She doesn’t want you to grow up without a brain like him (Or to mix with other children- she will not be dealing with chicken pox or nits. If you did get either of those things, she would be living in a full-on hazmat suit and spray everything you touch, and you. Kronk would end up getting the sickness because he gives you lots of hugs and takes care of you while you’re sick or you have the nits) so she gets you a home school teacher.

· On your birthday (They do the day Kronk found you if you don’t know it), Kronk wakes Yzma up at the buttcrack of dawn drags her along to set up the day for you. Including a treasure hunt, where its clear that Yzma wrote the clues because its very translucent through the sentences she wrote that she didn’t have coffee before writing them. Very bitter.

· She does want to make you happy though and buys you literally the best present for a child of that time. I don’t know what it is, but it’s the equivalent for them of a little car or coloured TV (Like the Barbie or Hot Wheel ones) for us. She’s so smug about it, too, like ‘Shove that up your 4 layer cake with different flavours, Kronk.’.

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“It’s slightly over a month overdue, but I’m glad we can finally celebrate,” Jimin says with a smile, leaning over to kiss you on the lips. It was Rina’s idea that you two should go on a date and talk things out while the group watches over Mingyu for you. You figured that since the two of you weren’t able to celebrate your one year wedding anniversary, you can take advantage of this time alone and do so.

“I know, I’m sorry about that,” you say sheepishly. You pick up Mingyu from his crib and walk with him to the living room. Jimin was walking right behind you.

“What time are the Jeon’s coming?” Jimin says, making faces at Mingyu from behind you. He laughs, chewing on his little hand.

“Should be any minute now. Rina’s super excited to take him.”

“I wouldn’t be surprised if they were right outside our door--”

Ding dong!

“Told you,” Jimin says, walking over to the front door. He opens it up to a little boy with the biggest smile.

“Uncle Jiminie!” Sian yells, jumping into Jimin’s arms and hugging him tight as Jimin picks him up.

“Hey Hyung,” Jungkook says, slapping a hand on Jimin’s back. “Are we too early?” He looks at Jimin as he still has his pajamas on.

“A little, but it’s no worries,” You say, you look over at Jimin who’s holding your nephew and you laugh.

“I guess this is what we’re going to look like when Gyu gets older and we have another kid huh?” You say to him, looking at the mirror you had in the living room. You look at Jimin carrying Sian while you hold Mingyu. A cute little family. Possibly what your future could look like in 3-4 years.

“Another kid shall stay out of our minds for a good few years,” Jimin says, placing a kiss on Sian cheek and passing him back to Jungkook.

“Can we take him,” Rina says, reaching out for Mingyu. You pout and shake your head no.

“Babe~” Jimin whispers, nudging your side.

You sigh, placing a long kiss on Mingyu’s cheek and pressing his head to your cheek.

“You better take good care of my baby,” you say to Rina with a serious expression.

“I will Yn. I promise,” Rina says, arms still out for Mingyu. You give your son one last kiss before passing him to Rina. She had the biggest smile on her face when she held him.

“I’ll get his things,” Jimin says as he leaves the room.

“Oh- We’ll come with,” Jungkook says, following Jimin, with Sian on his hip.

“So what are your plans for today?” Rina asks you.

“Hmm, we might go biking, then go out for lunch. I don’t know really,” you say sheepishly, putting your hand up to your neck.

“You're celebrating your anniversary right? Go all out! Go to Lotte World or something,” she laughs. “Wasn’t that your first date with Jimin?” You laugh at her question, remembering how scared Jimin was of every ride you rode on.

“Yeah, maybe. I can ask him if he’d like that.”

“Just go have fun, we got all the uncles and aunts together to take care of this lil guy,” she says, squishing Mingyu’s cheek.

“We got everything.” Jungkook says, walking into the living room with Mingyu’s diaper bag and car seat. “You ready?”

“Yes”

“No.”

Jimin laughs as you and Rina say opposite answers. “You guys better go before Yn changes her mind.”

“Go give Mingyu a kiss before you leave,” Jungkook says, pointing from you two to Mingyu.

Jimin and you give your son a kiss with you on one cheek and Jimin on the other, squishing Mingyu’s entire face.

“I want one too,” Sian pouts, making his parents and you and Jimin laugh.

“Okay, come here,” you say. Sian runs to you and you and Jimin do the same thing to him. He burst into giggles.

“Aigoo~~ It’s like Mingyu grew up suddenly,” Jimin says, ruffling his hair.

“Alright, buddy let’s go. Uncle Jimin and Aunt Yn have a date,” Jungkook says.

“We’ll make sure to update you, so go enjoy your date,” Rina tells you. You nod at her. Waving as they walked out of your door.

“Are you okay?” Jimin asks you as soon as they were gone. You shrug, leaning in to him and hugging him tightly.

Sian couldn’t stop giggling and playing with Mingyu as they sat together in the back seat.

“Mommy, he’s holding my finger!” Sian says, as he had his hand out for Mingyu to hold. They both sat in their car seats. Since Sian was already a big boy, he was facing the same way as his parents while Mingyu faced the other. The only face baby Mingyu was seeing was Sian’s. He couldn’t stop smiling at his hyung as he held tighter to Sian’s finger.

“Is he? Do you like having a little brother Sian?” Rina says, making Jungkook sigh. He was currently driving, Rina being in the passenger’s seat.

Rina looks over at Jungkook and laughs when she sees his expression.

“Ask daddy for one,” she proceeded. Jungkook smiles as Sian began to say “dadddyyyy..?” Jungkook looks up at the rearview mirror at Sian and he slowly asks:

“Can I have a little brother?”

Jungkook hums and makes a thinking face.

“Hmm… you can’t really choose though. What if it’s a sister?”

Rina’s eyes widens, not expecting Jungkook to go along.

“Sister is okay too,” Sian says. He looks away from his parents and down at Mingyu. “But a brother would be better,” he says quietly.

“Okay, we’ll get you one after mommy and I get married okay~” Jungkook says, Rina was frozen, looking at her man. Jungkook felt her stare and quickly glanced at her. This time it was his turn to laugh at her expression.

“What? You expected me to say no right?”

“YAY I GET A BROTHER!” Sian yells, throwing his arms up, letting go of Mingyu’s hand and startling him. Mingyu starts pouting and you can see the slight panic in Sian’s eyes as the little one was slowly starting to cry.

“That’s only after we get married buddy, uncle hobi and aunt sarang is getting married first so it’s going to be a while,” Jungkook says, pulling into the parking lot to Hoseok’s building.

“Shh, it’s okay,” Sian says, petting Mingyu’s head, trying to calm him down so he doesn’t get in trouble by his mom. “It’s okay we’re here at uncle Hobi’s so don’t cry~”

“Where’s Jimin and Yn?” Yoongi asks, watching Jungkook and Rina walk in with two boys instead of one.

“On a date,” Rina says simply. Yoongi scrunches his eyebrows as he walks up to her.

“I’m not gonna ask any questions… yet. But give me him,” he says, taking Mingyu. Yoongi went back to sit on the couch, placing Mingyu on his chest.

“All the kids are in the theater ro-- oh! You guys are finally here!” Mae says. She lets out a breath, putting her hands on her hips. “Two more kids to take care of,” she says under her breath.

“Don’t worry sis, I got this,” Sarang says. “Siannie, wanna go with your cousins?” Sarang says, holding her hand out. Sian nods, grabbing her hand and they both run off to the theater room.

“We’re babysitting today?” Taehyung says, reaching out for Mingyu.

“Hey, I just got him, give me like ten minutes,” Yoongi says. He settles into the couch and gets comfortable, hugging Mingyu to his chest.

“Tsk. Hyuuung~~ You’re going to fall asleep just let me have hi--”

“Oh- when did you guys get here?” Namjoon says, walking out of the bathroom.

“Not too long ago,” Jungkook responds, about to shake Namjoon’s hand. “Oh wait hyung. Did you wash your hands?”

“Of course, what do you think of me?”

“Uncle Kookie!!!!!!!!!!!!” Moonji yells, emerging from the hallway. She jumps right into Jungkook's arms as he picks her up.

“Aigoo~ See, a daughter would be nice.”

“Oh-- did I hear that right?” Hoseok says as he comes out of the kitchen. “When did Jungkook start agreeing with Rina,” he laughs.

“Ugh, let’s please slow down with the babies. They��re going to out number us soon and it’s going to get out of control,” Jin says, coming out of the kitchen as well.

“Daddy!” All five guys turn to the voice.

Soojin walks towards Jin and pulls on his shirt.

“What is it princess?”

“Watch the movie with us,” she says, pulling him toward the direction of the room.

“Daddy’s cooking, maybe later okay?” Jin says, kneeling down to get on her level.

“Mmm,” she whines, “other uncles can dooo itt~~”

“Don’t you want daddy’s cooking?” Jin says. Soojin shakes her head no.

“Uncle Kookie and Uncle Yoongi can cook, daddy can watch movie with us,” she says, pulling Jin towards her.

“Uncle Yoongi can do it,” Taehyung says, taking Mingyu from him.

“Omo, the youngest member is here!” Sohyun says, taking Mingyu from Taehyung.

“Aaah, he’s so cute!” Byul says, poking his cheeks.

“UgHH I just got him!!” Taehyung says, pouting like a baby.

“Daddy let’s goooooooooooooo,” Soojin says, dragging Jin to the theater room.

“I lost. See, we can’t have anymore of these guys, they’re going to take over,” Jin says as he disappears into the hallway.

“I think he’s sleepy,” Sohyun says. “Does he have somewhere he can sleep?”

“I brought his stroller,” Jungkook says, getting the stroller with Moonji on his hip. Sohyun walks over to it and places Mingyu inside.

“Aww, he’s so behaved--”

“Oh yeah, so why are we watching him? I don’t mean that in any bad way, but why can’t Jimin and Yn take care of him?” Yoongi asks.

“They’re on a date,” Rina says simply.

“They couldn’t take him on their date?” Taehyung asks.

“They weren’t able to celebrate their anniversary so they’re doing it now,” Byul explains.

“But they were just having problems the other day about Yn not being there when Jimin needed it?” Yoongi says, confused. “Now they’re both not there? I told him they both should be there for him,” Yoongi says, pointing to Mingyu.

“They just need some alone time to talk things out, and they also weren’t able to celebrate their anniversary so they’re taking this time to celebrate that,” Rina says.

“Can’t they do that with Mingyu?” Namjoon says, sitting down next to Yoongi.

“Wedding anniversaries are more romantic to celebrate without your baby,” Mae butts in. Namjoon and Yoongi look at her with a blank expression. Jungkook turns to them and back at Mae and decides to speak for them.

“Yeah, Noona, we can’t relate. We never been married--”

Namjoon clears his throat.

“Uh-- well, you know--”

“We got it Jungkook,” Taehyung says, pulling Jungkook down to sit with him on the other couch.

“Okay, so what is the problem with Jimin, Yn, and Mingyu?” Jin asks, coming out of the hallway.

“Jimin is having a lot of trouble taking care of Mingyu alone. Yn is always out with Sarang because of wedding planning, and so she leaves Mingyu home with Jimin since he works from home anyways,” Sohyun explains.

“This is literally what everyone goes through?” Hobi questions. “Shouldn’t he just… deal with it?”

“Yeah, you learn everything through experience,” Namjoon says. “You all know what happened, I had no choice. Look how my daughter turned out.” Namjoon points to Moonji who’s on Jungkook’s lap. She smiles at her dad when she notices him staring at her.

“How did you get away from the girls?” Hoseok asks Jin.

“Your daughter distracted her.”

“Ah.”

“I’m with Namjoon. I didn’t have anyone with me in the first place so I was taking care of Hana alone. I had help from you guys when I needed it but I learned almost everything on my own. If I ever was in his situation where I have a wife with me, I’d do everything with her. It would be better to learn together wouldn’t it. Jimin says he’s always stuck at home with Gyu and then at one point, Yn took Gyu so Jimin could rest,” Yoongi scoffs, “Aren’t you supposed to do it together and not pass the baby around?”

“They’re not passing him around,” Sohyun responds.

“I’m the one who suggested they go on a date,” Rina says. “The way me and Jungkook dealt with that when we were younger was to take some time alone with each other. My parents took care of him while we went and had some alone time and we talked things out.”

“But shouldn’t they wait? Like wait to go on a date until they settle things out? I mean I never really went through this but I don’t think you should be going out on dates when there’s problems going on… right?” Hoseok says, looking around the room. There was some tension in the room. Moonji seemed to get the feeling as well and she hops off of Jungkook’s lap and runs to where the rest of the kids are.

“I agree, they should start having alone time when Gyu’s a little older,” Yoongi says. Namjoon nods along with him.

“If they both know they’re having problems within their family, they shouldn’t run from their problems,” Namjoon says. “If Jimin is having a hard time with Gyu, he should continue to learn from it. It’ll make him a better father. And don’t get me wrong, he can still call us when he needs help, but he can’t always call us or always ask Yn to stay so he won’t be alone with Gyu. I heard being alone with him stresses him out because that’s the only time Gyu ever acts up.”

“Yeah but Jimin knows that though,” Taehyung responds. “He knows he can’t always call us or ask Yn to stay. He knows he has to learn somehow. He’s just having a hard time adjusting is all. I don’t know why we’re all getting worked up about it, it’s their problem… you know?”

“Yeah, we get that, but it’s not bad to ask for help. Mae and I had our parents live with us. They helped us throughout the first stages of Minseok’s life. They taught us everything,” Jin says.

“Jimin and Yn shouldn’t hesitate to ask us anything. We’re family and we have a lot of experience with kids. We should be able to help teach them one or two things,” Mae says, looking around at everyone in the group. Byul and Sohyun seem to just look at whoever’s talking and listen. Neither of them having their own kid.

“But Taehyung just said that Jimin knows he can’t always call us. He can ask us for help whenever, yeah, but he can’t call us for everything. He knows he has to parent his own child and no one else. So asking for help isn’t going to work here. They should just learn together,” Yoongi says.

“I honestly feel so bad that we’re arguing about what they should and shouldn’t do when I’m the one who keeps Yn away from her family most of the time,” Sarang says with guilt. “Wedding planning is almost over anyways so I promise I won’t be keeping her from her family anymore,” she says with confidence.

“I don’t think it’s your fault Noona,” Taehyung says. “There’s honestly a lot going on and Jimin doesn’t seem to be able to handle it well. We all know how he is and how he likes everything perfect when he does it. He likes doing it himself and he can get a little impatient when it doesn’t go his way. He just needs some time, I’m sure everything will be okay soon.”

“I kinda know what he’s going through though-- I’m sure we all do-- I know it was sudden for Jimin hyung and Yn noona of course, it was sudden to me and Rina too when we found out about Sian, but it’s your life now, you can’t change it but instead adapt to it. You know? Does that make sense?” Jungkook says. “I say they just do what works for them and ask for help when they need it. That’s what we did.”

“Okay but we got to remember that we all don’t have the same situation, mind set, life, or kid,” Taehyung says. “Just because it worked for you, doesn’t mean it will work for Jimin. They can ask for help if they want, or they can learn by themselves if they want. They can honestly do whatever and I’m sure Mingyu will still turn out great, but I really don’t think we can get mad about what they do or don’t do.”

“Okay, not to be rude, but what do you know?” Yoongi says with a slight laugh. Taehyung’s jaw drops and you can see the anger rising within him.

“whAT DO YOU MEAN??” He says in a much louder, less calming-than-before voice.

“i’M SAYING YOU’RE THE ONLY ONE WITHOUT A KID SO HOW WOULD YOU KNOW. WE ALL WENT THROUGH WHAT JIMIN’S GOING THROUGH, WE ALL GOT THROUGH IT SO WE KNOW WHAT TO DO,” Yoongi yells back. Sohyun and Byul steal a glance from each other. Both of them not having their own kids either, not understanding any of the things the group has gone through.

“I haven’t gone through it either but I think Taehyung’s right,” Hobi says.

“Thanks hyung.”

“Okay, yeah, but Jimin and I literally just had a talk the other day. ABOUT THIS,” Yoongi says. He wasn’t like this a lot. So it was rare to see him so riled up about something. “YOU WERE THERE.”

“I know, but Jimin can DO WHAT HE WANTS. IF THIS IS HOW HE’S GONNA LEARN, THIS IS HOW HE’S GONNA LEARN. STOP TRYING TO MAKE THE BOTH OF THEM STAY HOME. I know Jimin, he’s my best friend, he’s just at a lost point right now, he’ll find his way back and everything will be fine--”

“Okay, I thought WE’rE ALL BEST FRIENDS,” Jin yells at Taehyung.

“HYUNG THAT’S NOT THE POINT,” Jungkook yells back. “But he’s kind of right, you can’t call him your best friend like he’s not ours either.”

“Why do they keep yelling?” Hana says, looking back at where the yells were coming from. Huimang shrugs, getting up from her seat and walking out the door.

“I think they’re fighting,” Soojin whispers, covering her mouth in shock. Moonji looks up at her and covers her mouth as well, copying her expression. Sian frowns.

“Oh noo~~ baby Minimini is there,” he says, looking back at his cousins.

“We need to save him!” Hana says, popping her head out of the door, peeking out to see where Mingyu might be.

“He’s in the stroller sleeping,” Moonji says to her.

“Quick! Who can carry a baby?” Hana says. Soojin raises her hand and points to her older brother.

“Minseok oppa carries Haneul all the time, even when he was teeny tiny like baby Gyu Gyu.” She says, pinching her little fingers to express Mingyu’s tininess.

“Can you bring him over to us Minseok, without our parents noticing?” Huimang asks. Minseok nods, already ready to go out there and basically kidnap his youngest cousin.

“Okay but bring him over to my room! We’ll all be there.” Huimang says. Minseok nods at her before walking out of the room and sneaking into the living room where their parents were at.

“Let’s go to my room,” Huimang says, slipping out of the door of the theater room with everyone else right after her.

“Come on Haneul,” Soojin says, holding Haneul’s hand as they, too, run after Huimang.

“Okay fine, we’re all best friends with Jimin, but let’s just let them do his thing,” Taehyung says. “If we’re all his best friends we should trust him on what he’s doing and just let him do whatever suits his lifestyle and help him when he needs it--”

“Okay but if he keeps complaining about the crying, I will take Mingyu as my own,” Yoongi says. “Then he won’t have to complain at all because then he won’t have a baby to stress out abou--”

“oH MY GOSH YOU MAKE IT SOUND LIKE HE DOESN’T WANT HIM,” Mae yells in shock.

Minseok looks up at them before running towards the stroller, hiding behind it so his parents won’t see. Minseok slowly turns the stroller to face him and, with the parents’ constant arguing, none of his aunt and uncles, or even his own parents notices.

“I’m going to save you,” he whispers to Mingyu. The poor little guy seems to be sleepy, or falling asleep, but every time his eyes drop closed, someone yells, waking him up again.

Minseok unbuckles the straps of his stroller and, gently, picks him up from the stroller. He groans as he finally carries the little guy, not expecting him to be as heavy as he is. Minseok peeks over the stroller to see if they were still distracted, and they were, so he quickly flees the scene and goes to Huimang’s room.

“ISN’T THAT WHAT YN SAID THAT JIMIN SAID?” Yoongi says, looking toward Sohyun.

“Umm… she said he made it seem like it, but no he didn’t say he didn’t want his son.”

“tHE POOR BABY, HE’S LITERALLY RIGHT THERE, DON’T EVEN SAY THAT,” Rina angrily yells at Yoongi.

“Can you all PLEASE calm down?” Taehyung says.

Namjoon and Jin scoff at the same time at how Taehyung acted like he wasn’t screaming the entire time either.

“Jimin loves Mingyu--” Taehyung starts, before getting interrupted by Jungkook.

“Oh, you know that right because you’re his best friend?”

Taehyung scrunches his eyebrows at him. “Are you seriously--”

“I’m kidding. I know he loves Mingyu because I’m his best friend too.”

“Get over it,” Taehyung says. “Anyways, Jimin loves Mingyu, he never said he didn’t. Everything’s new for him and he doesn’t know how to deal with it yet. He has all of us to ask for advice from. He got some from Yoongi hyung first, and Yn got some from Rina. They just chose to try out Rina’s advice first. He can learn from all of us and see what works best. And even if he doesn’t, that’s okay. He’ll learn either way. If he continues to not ask for help and let Yn go out, leaving him alone with Mingyu all the time. He’ll learn. He’ll be stressed af, but he’ll learn. He’ll complain about it and cry and whatever, but he’ll still learn. If he asks someone to watch his kid while he goes out with his wife, he gets to talk out whatever he’s having trouble with with her. They can work things out that way. Jimin told me before that he tried talking to Yn about it but the one time they had time alone was at night when Mingyu was asleep and Yn was so tired that she fell asleep on him. Now he can go out and talk with her about it since they have plenty of time now. And if they do decide to stay home together or go out together as a family, it’s either Mingyu doesn’t act up at all anymore or he acts up with both of them present and they’ll figure out a way together. If not and they need help, then we’re there. Isn’t this a win win for all of us? Doesn’t Mingyu end up okay in all scenarios?”

For once, it was quiet. Everyone was processing what Taehyung had just said. They all nod at his little speech.

“Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk,” he said, standing up to leave for the bathroom.

“You know I still don’t understand how he doesn’t have a girlfriend,” Hoseok says, watching Taehyung disappear into the hallway.

“He has a point,” Namjoon says.

“Hoseok hyung or Taehyungie hyung?” Jungkook asks.

Namjoon shrugs. “Both.”

“You know, I still get surprised whenever he speaks like that,” Sohyun says, dumbfounded.

“I just… don’t know what to say,” Byul says, “my two braincells are… having a hard time processing what the heck just went on the pass hour.”

“Is it just me or has it been awfully quiet…” Mae says suspiciously.

“It was everything BUT quiet,” Sarang says, massaging her temples.

Taehyung was walking back to the couch when Rina gasped.

“WHERE’S MINGYU?” She yells. Everyone looked at her weird before pointing to the stroller. She turns it around and everyone looks at the empty stroller.

“Woah. Were we just hallucinating the whole time? Is that why Jimin and Yn aren’t here?” Hoseok says. “I don’t remember drinking…”

“Nononononono, he was right here,” Rina says, looking around her.

“Okay well he can’t really go that far because he can barely roll over,” Jungkook tells her.

“Go check the kids,” Jin says to Taehyung. Taehyung runs off to the theater room.

“Are you sure we put him in the stroller?” Jungkook asks Rina.

“I didn’t, you did didn’t you?” She responded.

“No I’m sure I put him in there, buckled him in and everything,” Sohyun says.

“Are you sure you buckled him in? What if he rolled under the couch and we didn’t know?” Yoongi says, getting on the floor.

“Don’t be stupid,” Jungkook says. Although, he got his flashlight out to help Yoongi see.

“THE KIDS AREN’T IN HERE,” Taehyung yells.

“I’ll check the game room,” Hoseok says, running off.

“I’m sure they’re just in Huimang’s room,” Sarang says, walking towards her daughter’s room.

She opens the door slowly and finds all the kids sprawled across her daughter’s huge bed. And as she suspected, Mingyu was there too. Right in the center, peacefully sleeping with Haneul hugging him on his side. Sarang couldn’t help but take a quick picture before she walked away. Everyone watched her as she got back to the living room, her fiance running behind her, screaming in a loud voice.

“THEY’RE NOT IN THERE EITHER.”

“SHH!” She tells him. “All the kids are in Huimang’s room asleep. Mingyu’s there too, sleeping. They must’ve heard all of us yelling and took Mingyu when none of us were looking.”

“Minseok,” Jin and Mae say at the same time.

“Okay well, we’re all good now right? Namjoon says.

“I think so,” Jungkook says, looking around at everyone.

“Yoongi hyung?” Taehyung says. Yoongi rolls his eyes.

“Yeah, we’re okay. Whatever Jimin and Yn are doing, they’ll be okay,” He says. Taehyung nods, shaking his hand.

“Now why don’t we stop arguing about our friend’s lives and go eat?” Taehyung says. Hoseok and Seokjin look at each other immediately.

“THE FOOD,” They both yell, running to the kitchen. Everyone sighs, knowing that lunch is ruined and they don’t have any food ready to eat now.

“Take out?” Jungkook says, holding up his phone.

“Yeah,” everyone says, knowing that 2seok owes them dinner instead.

☔︎☔︎☔︎☔︎☔︎☔︎☔︎

daddy duties

☔︎part fourteen: dumbfounded☔︎

pairings: newdad!jimin x wife!reader

a/n: this took so long and i hope it made sense. it was hard trying to argue in different perspectives and there’s sooooooo many characters that i get confused lol hopefully what they said made sense though?

i wanna know what you guys think about the whole situation or how the other’s feel and if you have any questions, let me know~

this au has been a little hard on me since it focuses a lot on the established couple’s new family troubles other than the couple itself (does that make sense?) the other au’s focused more on the couples so this one is a lot harder so pls bear with me

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hasquetzorkukudoneanythingwrong · 3 years

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Interview

BB: welcome back everyone! So good to see you all here today! We're back for a 3rd time here on BB Channel! Like before we're joined by the lil cuties of Ed and Mari. But this time their parents have come to join!

Rex: hello...

Quetz: Hola!

BB: that wasn't a very strong greeting Rex!

Rex: I'm tired right now. Can't this wait?

BB: time waits for no one and neither does BB!

Mari: already this is super annoying! *sigh* so why'd you decide to bring them into this anyways?

BB: the people who follow this blog need to see how they're doing so long after Chaldea too! You two have had the spotlight for a while, so now you should share.

Ed: I mean... guess that's fair.

Mari: should anyone be dealing with this?

Rex: I'd rather not be here either.

BB: aaaww, don't be like that! This will be fun!

Quetz: that's a very hard sell BB.

BB: just humor me at least.

Rex: ...fine

Quetz: what are we even doing anyways?

BB: some of your interdimensional buds have sent in questions about how you guys are doing, and I'm here to get those answers for them!

Quetz: that actually sounds nice...

BB: what'd I tell ya!?

Rex: yeah yeah, pls get started.

BB: fine. First few are from my precious bombardier beetle! First one she asks: do you have any pets?

Mari: oof! Do we!

Rex: currently we have four dogs: 1 German Shepherd named King, a Pitbull named Sparks, a Dogo Argentino named Duke, and a Corgi named Marshmallow.

Quetz: but also we have a habit of adopting older dogs who aren't likely to get a home because of their age or rescues to give them a nice place to stay.

BB: aaawww, well ain't that wholesome?

Mari: we also have mom's bigass pterosaur!

BB: less wholesome. Next one from my dear yellowjacket: favorite foods?

Rex: PIZZA!

Mari: CAKE!

BB: whoa! Pump the brakes you two! No need to get too excited!

Quetz: ...honestly? I don't really have a favorite food. Just a bunch I like to eat and some I don't. If I had to choose, I'd say chocolate.

Ed: I'm a steak man myself.

BB: 2 sweets, and 2 savories. Next up! Who wakes up earliest?

Rex: Quetz

Ed and Mari: Mom

Quetz: ...I guess it's me... hehehe.

BB: honestly I'm not surprised. She's so damn athletic and even used to be a professional.

BB: next! Where do you all like to go for vacations and such?

Ed: mom and dad have a vacation home in Alaska.

BB: Alaska?! Why?

Mari: when warm weather is the norm for you it's nice to go to the cold to change things up.

Rex: yeah, it's actually very nice. Not too many people and beautiful nature sights.

BB: well to each their own. Another from my dear antlion: how long does it take to pick a movie or TV show to watch?

Quetz: hehehe, we're all so indecisive it takes ages to pick. It's not uncommon for us to give up after taking so long.

BB: you should work on that. This next one's interesting. My precious army ant also suggests a round of common household jobs and the like from each member.

Rex: hmmm

BB: she gave an example of like, who does the cooking?

Quetz: well it's both me and mi amor in that case. The kids aren't very creative.

Ed: hey! We're plenty creative!

Mari: no we're not, don't lie.

Rex: we only really ask that the kids clean their rooms and any messes they make. We handle most everything else.

BB: they should really show some independence tho. Can't coddle them forever.

BB: in the next one, Cadence asks about a house tour and if there's a jacuzzi.

Quetz: a house tour feels like it should be it's own thing.

Rex: yeah, but we do have a jacuzzi dude, so don't worry.

BB: next one's from Reen: she asks what would life be if you weren't in chaldea,

Rex: y'mean like now? I mean... it's a relatively normalish domestic life? With less work tho.

Quetz: si, I've made plenty from my lucha career before retirement we don't have to worry about money much. But mi amof still makes money just in case.

BB: well after that she asks: how was your life before and after meeting each other?

Rex: ...kinda sad. Aside from chaldea and saving the world, I was kinda just... stagnant. Go to work, go home and so on. Not much to my life before then.

Quetz: ...honestly, for me it was the same. After the age of Gods ended we didn't do much of anything. We mostly watched over humanity, I've been summoned in modern day before but that was rare and infrequent.

Rex: ...after I met Quetz tho... I dunno things felt... better? She kinda forced her way into my life after I summoned her and... I was more then ok to accept her... before long we had something beautiful...

Quetz: aww, mi amor! I'm so happy to hear that!

BB: ain't that sweet? Like me and my dear centipede. Final one from Reen: if you could build a dream home then where? (Can be in fantasy)

Rex: I mean... where we are now is good.

Mari: yeah, right at the border of a huge rainforest in the Yucatan sounds fine.

Ed: but what about the fantasy bit?

Quetz: hmmm... we don't really look at fantasy much. But maybe a castle of some kind?

Rex: or a Mayan temple? But with electricity and Wi-Fi.

BB: that's fair. Need those memes in your life. Now some from Kaz! First she asks: what kind of gifts do you give each other?

Rex: uuhh, well I like getting mi corazon custom things. Like some personal clothes, or even a portrait of the two of us.

Quetz: ehehehe, I like to spoil mi amor with extravagant things! Golden treasure and the like!

Mari: concerning...

BB: next, how would you spend the day if it's raining outside?

Rex: I actually enjoy rainy weather, so I like to chill near a window or even on the porch listening to the rain.

Mari: it's very soothing.

BB: how quaint. Last one from Kaz: whose good at cooking and baking?

Quetz: hehehe, that'd be me. Tho it might be considered cheating since I use my goddess power to help.

Mari: well no one else is the greatest normally so it's fine.

BB: a good 'ol better then nothing kinda attitude! Now we're back to Cadence but with more relaxed questions: what's the current house look like?

Rex: ....big.

Mari: like three stories tall with a DEEP basement.

Ed: like... 5 rooms too many.

Quetz: we also have an indoor pool.

Rex: the outside looks almost gothic, but partially taken over by nature.

BB: all this near a rainforest?

Quetz: si! Despite the size, all the nearby trees still tower over it.

BB: nature can get scary. I've seen worse and have been worse but still. Another one: how do family events function? Any specific holidays?

Quetz: ...most family events are just us... going somewhere nice to eat nice food...

Rex: do they mean bringing extended family? My family lives too far to visit often

Quetz: ...and I'd rather not speak of mine... things have gotten rocky as of late.

Mari: right, well for holidays we celebrate most standard one, like Easter and valentine's and such. For October we kinda try to combine Halloween and Day of the dead.

Ed: but Christmas is the most important for us! Mom and Dad always make the biggest celebrations for Christmas!

BB: gotta love the holidays! Especially when your mom is santa... still weird to say that. Next one! Any plans for the future?

Rex: eh... not really? I mean I want to prepare Maria to continue the family magecraft, since Ed has no interest.

Mari: someone has to continue on this lost practice.

BB: good to know it won't be lost to time like we thought. Next one! Daily life?

Rex: I wake up, eat, work on magecraft, spend family time, spend time with Quetz, go to bed.

Quetz: I wake up, workout, eat, workout, spend time with mi familia, lovely time with mi amor and then I sleep.

Ed: I wake up, take a walk, eat, practice soccer, spend family time, sleep.

Mari: sleep, sleep again, dragged to breakfast by mom, eat, eat again, mess with magecraft, eat, sit with everyone else, scroll thru my phone for hours, sleep.

Quetz: *sigh* mija, you need to change your priorities.

Mari: mmmmm... No.

BB: bad habits there Mari. Next they'd like to know if your in contact with anyone from chaldea? Other then me!

Rex: here's a real quick list: Marie, Mash, Kiara, Penth, Astraea, Martha, Ishtar, Gorgon, Jalter, The twins, your kids BB, etc etc.

Quetz: too many to list...

BB: nice you haven't lost contact! Next! About that Wedding?

Rex: well... it was eventful to say the least. Not long after completing the china LB. Most of the servants were invited, and most of Quetz's family showed up.

Quetz: si, Martha officiated it for us. Most of my family were so nice at the time... too bad that hasn't lasted.

Rex: let's not mention that...

BB: it was such a nice wedding! You two were so "nervous" you had trouble with your vows! How adorable!

Mari: why the quotes?

BB: no reason... now we're at the home stretch! Good 'ol Ash has some for stuff that technically hasn't happened yet, but you should still be able to answer! What responsibilities will Rex take on when he joins the pantheon?

Quetz: ...well he'll be largely a guardian of life on earth. Authority over things like the jungle itself, volcanos, and even snow... for some reason.

Rex: well it still snows in mexico... occasionally.

Quetz: and we'll be sharing authority over Venus! I wanted to share it with mi amor!

BB: cute! Hmmm, not sure if you cananswer this one just yet? Adjusting to God hood?

Rex: well I got to try it out a bit. Summoning lava and snow is... interesting. But also... my mind felt... odd... but also clearer? Not sure how to put it...

BB: I'm sure when you get there you'll get it... took me a bit after servant fest. And how did the other divinities react?

BB: actually I have some recordings of that to answer, so play the clip!

A screen appears showing recordings of some servants, one at a time.

Ishtar: eh! She's turning you into a god!? ...I guess you've earned it master...

Eresh: what!? Can you do that?! ...guess I won't see you in Kur... then again I don't think you have any link to Kur anyways.

Kama: do you really think your cut out for it? I mean... if it's just for you two to be together then I guess it's fine.

Astraea: godhood is a very big responsibility master. Are you certain you're up to it? Saving humanity is also a big task but at least that has an end point. This is... eternal.

Qin: oh! So you have decided to go for immortality after all?! Tho not the same as my methods, it is still good to see you two will be happy together!

Scathach: immortality? I've strived for death for so long... to see you go for immortality... Hopefully you'll find happiness, where I couldn't...

The screen turns off.

BB: very interesting! Most seem hesitant of it all... I for one think it's cute! Imagine in a thousand years you guys have a double date with me and my dear stag beetle!

Rex: ...a thousand years...

Quetz: still having trouble processing it all?

Rex: yeah... maybe when I get there... it'll be easier.

BB: now for today's final one! A scenario! One of you two goes berserk! What does the other do to calm them down?

Rex: well that has happened before... usually a nice hug is more then good enough.

Quetz: si! I've almost destroyed a few servants a few times until mi amor caught me in a hug! I can't bring myself to harm him... so I stop!

BB: sounds too easy... but I've seen that before so... I'll let it slide.

BB: well that's all the time we have for now! Hopefully you all are satisfied by the answers! We'll be doing this again, seeya!

Screen cuts out, the show's over.

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tuanhood · 4 years

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gamma

pairing: christian frat!park jinyoung x sorority!reader

genre: lil angst at the beginning and a LOT of fluff at the end

warnings: some language, also a bit of slut shaming/yugyeom kind of being terrible :( i’m sorry!

word count: 8,900+

summary: you’ve always thought the christian frat on campus was judgmental towards you and your friends in greek life, but when you somehow find yourself at their “water on the row” event, you realize there’s one alpha gamma omega boy that may just change your mind.

a/n: hello guys! so I just want to do a disclaimer in case and say that i don’t think christianity or all christian organizations/entities are judgmental or act like this. this is purely for narrative purposes and based on one conversation i heard once! so please take with a grain of salt as you read! also for my smut lovers all three of the next parts will include smut! this takes place inside the same universe as lambda so enjoy! :) please let me know what you guys think! even if it’s in the tags!!

“Okay so spill, did you kiss him or WHAT?” your friend Katie slurred as you both stumbled back and forth on the sidewalk. It was becoming increasingly difficult to keep walking back home, you were starting to enter the phase of drunk where you just wanted to sit down for a while and drift to sleep.

“Who do you think I am?” You asked her in fake shock, “of course I did.”

At your words, you had to stop her from falling down to the ground at how hard she was laughing and squealing, “I knew it! I knew it!”

The two of you had spent the last few hours at a local club in town. It was certainly a risky bet by going there considering most of its customers were people you probably knew or someone you’d at the very least share a mutual friend with. But you go to frat parties with guys we know, many of the sisters in your sorority pointed out. Which was very true, but for some reason it felt different hooking up with a frat guy you knew at his house versus hooking up with him in town at the local bar. You wanted to lead separate lives.

You laughed along with her and attempted to ultimately calm her down so you could keep walking back towards the house. It was a little early to already be heading back on a Friday night, but the two of you had drank a lot in a short amount of time, already going through the mode of intoxication between drunk and sleepy.

“I’m starving,” Katie suddenly mumbled, taking ahold of her stomach and stopping in her tracks, pulling you back towards her, “I need something to eat.” Despite your overly intoxicated state, you were still coherent enough to be annoyed at your friend’s sudden whining, “we’re already close to the row, I’m not going back into town.”

She pouted and you could tell by the methodical look on her face that she was calculating in her mind some sort of plan. Suddenly she snapped her fingers together – or at least tried to considering the alcohol she had consumed earlier – and pointed at you.

“Water on the row!”

Immediately you began to shake your head at her idea. You didn’t care how hungry she was, there was no way you were making a stop at the AGO house.

Water on the row was an event or “thing” put on by the brothers at Alpha Gamma Omega – the Christian centered frat. Every Friday night some of the members would pass out pancakes and water to drunk people that were coming home from their night out or even still in the middle of it.

The boys from Alpha Gamma Omega had always been… disconnected from the rest of the fraternities and sororities on Greek row. Which was why they started “Water on the Row.” So it would give them more opportunities to interact with other orgs but still keep up their “alcohol-free” house lifestyle.

In theory it was a nice thing to do, but you had your own personal vendetta against AGO. You had no issue with their beliefs, religion or what their frat stood for in general, but many of the interactions you and others you knew had with their members were not positive. They tended to look down on other fraternities and sororities due to their “lifestyles” which didn’t exactly make them the most popular on the row. However, when most people were drunk out of their minds, hungry and dehydrated they would willingly take all the pancakes and water they could.

You scoffed, “I don’t want anything from those judgmental Jesus lovers.” Even the thought of passing by them as they handed out their pancakes and water thinking they were saints made your skin crawl.

“Are you really still upset about that guy from recruitment in the plaza? That was like over a year ago.”

“It doesn’t matter how long ago it was, it’s still annoying and hurtful to me.”

Often times words didn’t really get to you. Being in Greek life and involved in all aspects of it you were used to catty and hurtful things being said or thrown around, but roughly a year ago you had let your guard slip down.

It had been a warm September day and you had been assigned to run the table for your sorority that day in an effort to get underclassmen – primarily freshmen – to sign up to rush to be in the Fall pledge class. You had already been in a bad mood since when you showed up to your school’s plaza to be assigned a spot to set up, the student union had decided to give you a location that was not highly desirable. You were squashed in between one of the medical professional sororities and the Christian fraternity Alpha Gamma Omega.

Compared to the other sororities you were getting less prospective members coming over to your table. When many glanced over in your direction, they would see who you were stuck next to and automatically assume you weren’t a top tier sorority on campus. It irked you. Roughly an hour and a half into tabling and recruitment, your friend Mark from Lambda Chi Alpha had come to visit you.

“Not a great day, huh?”

You had scoffed and looked up at him from your seat, “I’m pretty sure Ben from student union has it out for me because I wouldn’t sleep with him.”

Mark had thrown his head back and laughed, grabbing the boy at the Alpha Gamma Omega table’s attention.

“You know next time you just have to let me know and I’ll set you up really well. I’m pretty sure Jennifer from student union wants to sleep with me so I could put in a word for you.”

Your eyebrows had furrowed in confusion, “don’t you have a girlfriend?”

“Yes! And I’ve told Jennifer that six times!”

Then it was your turn to laugh, “guess she’s committed to waiting around. Can’t say the same about Ben though. Said no to him once and now I’m stuck back here in the shadows.”

Mark had frowned, “if I see any girls come my way while I’m up there, I’ll be sure to tell them to come back here. Don’t worry.”

“Thanks Mark, you’re the best.”

Mark had always been like a big brother to you. You had met him very early on at a party where weirdly enough you had tried to hit on him. Looking back it was embarrassing considering the fact at how now you could never see dating him. He was a year older and always looked out for you in the hectic system that was Greek life.

He leaned forward to rub your shoulder comfortingly, “any time sis.” As you had watched him walk away back to his table in a prime location, you sighed hoping that he would keep up his promise of sending girls to your corner of the plaza.

“Slut.”

At first you had thought it was some kind of mirage or hallucination as the temperature was arriving at heatwave level, but as you whipped your head to the Alpha Gamma Omega table you were met with almost venomous eyes staring you down. You looked at him with mouth agape, unsure of how to answer his completely incorrect and uncalled for assessment of you.

“Excuse me?” You had been able to muster through a somewhat shaky tone.

The boy in AGO letters suddenly looked at you cluelessly, “what?”

You blinked a few times to wonder if you had indeed imagined being called a slut, but you realized that you hadn’t come out here in hot weather on a Tuesday afternoon to be gaslit.

“You just called me a slut and I’d like a fucking apology.”

The boy looked taken aback, as if he hadn’t intended on you saying anything or confronting him. His eyes remained blank, but for a moment you can catch a flicker of acknowledgment behind them – he had known exactly what you were talking about. “Sorry, but I think you must have misheard. I would never say that.”

“Uh like hell I misheard you. I know what you said and I want you to apologize.”

He leaned back in his chair and looked around, surveying if anyone had been paying attention to the spat between you two. “I’m not apologizing for something that’s the truth,” he said under his breath. Despite the attempt for you not to hear him, the look on his face was loud enough for you to detect his answer.

Ever since that day you looked at AGO differently and tried your best to avoid everything and anything that had to do with them.

With the current conversation, you could feel yourself sobering up and suddenly realized that you didn’t want to. If Katie was going to make you go over to Alpha Gamma Omega, you were going to give them what they wanted which was an intoxicated hoe.

“Do you have anything left in the flask?”

Your friend looked at you surprised, “I think so. You want more?” She pulled the silver flask out from inside her coat and shook it to see what was left. Without a word you grabbed it from her and poured all of the liquid into your mouth. The burn in your throat was just what you need to get through this.

“AGO house it is…” you mumbled, wiping the vodka that had dribbled onto your chin and grabbing Katie’s hand. She continued to thank you for being such a good friend all the way to Greek row and until you’re both standing in a line in front of Alpha Gamma Omega.

At a glance at the lengthy line – full of people you recognized – you heard Katie whine beside you. Suddenly you felt that feeling you only got when you were drunk and feel the need to sober up because someone more wasted than you was in trouble. “What’s wrong? Are you okay?” You asked her.

She turned to you with a scowl on her face, “I don’t want to stand in this line, I just want to go home… call Jaebeom over or something.”

You shrugged your shoulders, “I mean you’re the one who wanted food. I’m fine with just going back,” you began but she immediately shook her head, “no I still want the pancakes. You can just bring them to me at the house once you get to the front of the line.”

“What? Are you joking? I’m not standing in this line alone when you’re the one who wanted food.”

As much as you loved the girls in your sorority especially Katie, you had to admit there was a huge difference between your friendships in the chapter versus your friends who were unaffiliated. For example, you were pretty sure your nonaffiliated friends wouldn’t leave you slightly intoxicated in line for pancakes from the Christian frat that once called you a slut to go home to hook up with her “are they, aren’t they” boyfriend.

She shrugged, “I’m sorry Y/N… Just in one of those moods and you know Jaebeom is the only one who can bring me down.”

You opened your mouth to protest, to call her out and tell her how annoying and infuriating she was being, but nothing came out. She took this as your approval and smiled brightly, leaning forward to kiss you on the cheek, “thank you! You’re the absolute best!! Just knock three times on my door when you get back to the house with the pancakes. Ya know just in case…” with a wink she’s gone down the street, pulling out her phone most likely to call Jaebeom.

After about ten minutes in line, it occured to you that you could have just said no and gone with her, but at that point you realized two important things. You were a pushover and you were already at the front of the line.

“Here you go.”

When you looked up at the guy, you felt yourself freeze. The man in front of you gave you a pleasant smile, his hand extended towards you with a plate of pancakes and a water bottle. He looked at you unemotionally, waiting for you to take it out of your hands, but you can’t. You couldn’t move. He was the most gorgeous man you had ever seen in probably your entire life. He looked like a prince or an actor. He looked like someone who deserved to be stared at and adored all day. You weren’t a photographer but you would become one just so you could take photos of him and open up an exhibit where everyone else could be exposed to his beauty.

You were already calculating in your head who you knew with an art gallery connection.

It was clear the man felt uneasy or at least from your point of view he did. He shuffled over to the side so the next person in line could be helped by one of the other AGO guys. “Are you okay?”

With his concern, you suddenly remembered why you weren’t a fan of this frat. His questioning of whether or not you were okay probably wasn’t genuine or authentic. He most likely was thinking about it from a stand point that he’s the virtuous one who’s giving out food and water, while you’re the drunk one, therefore you must not be okay.

Rolling your eyes, you moved to the side with him, “yeah I’m fine thanks.”

It’s clear he’s thrown off by your tone and instead of ignoring it, handing you the pancakes and sending you on your way, he continued, “sorry… I just wanted to see if you were alright. You were kind of not moving for a while.”

“And what? I have to move every second to make people think I’m okay? FYI just because you’re drunk doesn’t mean something’s wrong with you.” Your feisty attitude was a clear tell-tale that the vodka from the flask was hitting you.

The guy looked at you curiously. He had his fair share of interactions with drunk people on the Friday nights he did Water on the Row, but this felt different. It was almost as though what he had said you had taken as a threat or a personal attack and he wasn’t sure why.

“I-I know that,” he stuttered a bit. Despite him standing over you and being much broader, he felt intimidated by your presence – but not necessarily in a negative way.

“I am drunk okay and the only thing that’s difficult is dealing with you right now.”

Even you were surprised at the words you were spitting out at him. You’ve had your cruel drunk moments, but you had never acted like this with a complete stranger before.

This time he didn’t have a reaction for your words. Instead, he looked from you to the rest of the guys next to him and then back to you, “are you here with anyone?”

You snorted, thinking about how Katie had just left you to fend for the two of you.

“No.”

Once again, he looked between you and the other guys. It made you shuffle in place of where you’re standing, feeling uncertain for the first time since you’d laid eyes on him.

“Why don’t I walk you back to your house?”

The first thought in your mind was that he was just offering to take you home as an AGO move to prove that he was a saint, better than any of the other countless frat guys that had been with you at the end of the night while you were drunk. It’s the softness of his eyes and the nervous biting of his bottom lip that made you realize he’s actually being genuine. You don’t know why, but you start to feel nervous, even after alcohol which usually makes you confrontation and confident.

“I don’t typically go home with strangers so… I’ll need your identification.”

He laughed at your formality and you almost feel your heart jump out of your chest when you see the crinkles that appear near his eyes when he smiles. You tried your best to push your feelings down when you realize it wouldn’t be so bad keep making him laugh.

Playing along, he reached towards his back pocket to pull out his wallet. Surprisingly, he handed his driver’s license to you which you accepted willingly.

You get annoyed at first glance when you see how good he looks in the photo because you’ve truly never seen anyone look that good in an image meant for an ID of any kind.

“Park Jinyoung,” you read off the license, and Jinyoung almost feels his own heart stop. Handing it back to him quickly you shrugged your shoulders in a nonchalant way, “I trust you.”

“Wow is that all it takes these days?” You rolled your eyes to stop yourself from smiling at his joke, you didn’t want to give him the satisfaction, “I guess for little old intoxicated me on a Friday night it is. Now come on,” you waved your hand taking a step onto the pavement but he held a finger out to stop you.

“Let me just let the guys know I’m going.”

You almost want to laugh at him but you nodded instead. Usually the people you surrounded yourself with would just drift off and disappear, not bothering to let anyone know where they were going. You couldn’t understand if it was an AGO thing or if it was just a Jinyoung thing. You hoped it was just a Jinyoung thing.

Taking a few steps further away from the AGO house, you watched as Jinyoung spoke to some of the members at the table passing out food and water to the line that hasn’t shrank in size. The guy he’s talking to looked at you and you gave a small wave; he didn’t return it but turned back to Jinyoung. The discussion between them seemed more heated than it should be, it immediately makes your mind go to the headspace of being judged.

After a moment, Jinyoung reunited with you on the sidewalk and smiled, “all good to go,” gesturing, you go in front of him and lead the way.

Being back on the sidewalk, you felt more of the physical effects of the alcohol. Every part of your body wants to start walking from side to side for some reason, but with every piece of strength you have, you forced yourself to walk forward. You really didn’t want this Jinyoung guy to think you were that much more of a mess.

At first the two of you walked in silence, carrying your plate of pancakes in one hand and your water bottle in the other. You took a glance at the AGO boy at your side, wondering if he thought this whole thing was as ridiculous as you did.

“I like your shoes.” His comment catches you off guard. Somehow it made you even more skeptical of his motives.

Calm down, he’s just trying to be nice.

“Thanks…” You wanted to leave it at just that and have the remainder of the time the two of you spend together be silent, but drunk you wanted to play games. Looking at how innocent he was, the clear fiddling of his hands in his hoodie’s pocket and the nervous clicking of his tongue set you off, “the guy I was with tonight didn’t really think so.”

When you hear Jinyoung inhale strongly, you smiled. It was a clear signal of him being uncomfortable. You thought that now was where the real silence between you and Jinyoung could begin, but you were surprised to hear him urge you to continue on.

“Oh… why not?”

Even though you didn’t have sex with the guy from the club tonight – clearly – you felt like you would have to play it off that way to get the maximum reaction from this goody two shoes who probably had never even touched a girl before. When your eyes narrowed in on his arms through his sweatshirt, however, you realized that maybe that was an outlandish assumption.

“Too much work for him to take them off.”

It’s almost as though Jinyoung has to take a moment to calculate in his head what exactly you’re referring to. When he finally got it, you heard him kick rocks underneath his feet. For some reason this pleased you.

“Ah I see. I guess it could be kind of…” he cleared his throat again, looking down at your shoes “complicated in those situations.”

“Especially in the bathroom,” as soon as the words are out of your mouth you regretted them. So caught up in your fake antics of making Jinyoung uncomfortable, you didn’t even think about what you were saying. Sex in the bathroom? And you wanted to take your shoes off? Just doesn’t make sense.

You hoped Jinyoung didn’t think about it too much.

“So, you had a fun night?” He questioned. For some reason it made you stop in your tracks and begin to laugh. You almost dropped the pancakes completely. Jinyoung on the other hand looked at you as if you were crazy. He felt embarrassed, he knows that he’s probably not the coolest guy or the first choice to walk you home, but he certainly didn’t think he was the worst option, “did I say something wrong?”

When you finally caught your breath, you looked at him and noticed how he’s begun to bite his lip again. Most of the frat guys you knew had this cocky attitude to them – you were friends with many of them of course – but they didn’t have whatever it was you were seeing in Jinyoung. From the outside he looked like someone who was so sure of themselves – one would with those looks – but you could see the insecurities or the naivety that laid behind his exterior.

“No, you didn’t say anything wrong… To be honest I don’t even know why it’s that funny. I guess just typically when people drink on Friday nights, they have fun.”

He nodded his head as if you had just explained a math equation and continued to follow you down the street, “Right… but not necessarily all the time. You know you can have just as good of a time without drinking.”

You snorted, “please spare me any of your AGO lectures.”

“I don’t intend on lecturing you. I’m just saying…”

“You know it really pisses me off how you guys think you’re better than the rest of us. Why? Just because you’re a Christian frat? Just because you guys don’t drink or go to parties? Just because you guys spend your Fridays passing out breakfast to wasted kids? That doesn’t make you any better, just so you know.” He didn’t say anything and for a second you felt bad, as if you’d struck a nerve with him, but then you’re taken back to that moment in the plaza. He was probably like that guy.

“I know it doesn’t make us any better. We just wanted to…” he paused, trying to find the right word, “help and be a better part of the community. We know what you guys think of us and we’re trying to change that. That’s all.”

You bit the inside of your cheek, “That’s… understandable. Maybe you guys would be more connected if you didn’t ridicule us…” you snorted in the middle of your suggestion, “or maybe did a shot or two.”

Jinyoung laughed and you continued to push the thought of wanting to make him laugh forever out of your head, “you know… I have had alcohol before. AGO just doesn’t do parties and stuff like that. It’s an alcohol-free house, but it doesn’t stop members from doing stuff outside of that.”

“But most of you probably don’t.”

He sucked a breath in, you had gotten him there. Most of the guys didn’t bother with drinking, not even socially. “Well… yeah lots of the guys don’t, but some of them do.”

“Like you?”

“Like me,” he confirmed.

You stopped again, this time to place your hands out and in front of Jinyoung, stopping him as well. “Okay, but have you ever even been drunk before?”

Jinyoung pursed his lips. At first, he considers lying to you, but if he was already going to act out of character tonight, he wasn’t going to add lying to the list. “No…”

You suddenly get an idea. The picture in your head is of you and Jinyoung – the Christian sweetheart you barely knew – sitting on the floor of your room giggling about how stupid Greek life reputations were. You would show him your favorite song they play at your favorite club and he could read you Bible verses or… something? You weren’t really sure if that’s what they did all day at the AGO house, but the bottom line was you would show him a piece of your world and he would show you his.

“We can change that tonight. I have an entire bottle of Ciroc under my bed,” you have to stop your hand from grabbing his.

His heart raced at your suggestion and he felt the two sides of him battle with one another. Ultimately, the AGO side won, “N-No… I don’t think that would be a good idea.”

You pouted. Drunk you was truly insane. You led him to believe that you had sex with some stranger in a bathroom and now he probably thought you were trying to get him into bed as well.

“Why not? I’m even offering you the good stuff. Not any of the watered-down shit.” He flinched at your cursing and it makes you annoyed and swoon all in one.

Jinyoung couldn’t help but notice how painfully beautiful you looked under the glow of the dim street-lamps that lit the sidewalk. He swallowed thinking about how much he disagreed with his words, “I just really don’t think it’s a good idea.”

You turned away from him to hide the embarrassment you felt. He probably thought you were suggesting a promiscuous evening, but you didn’t want that from him. For some reason you just felt a want to talk to him and pick his brain – he was a lot different than the typical Alpha Gamma Omega members and you wanted to know why. You wanted to know why he is the way he is. Apparently Jinyoung didn’t want that from you.

Wordlessly, you continued your walk home and Jinyoung followed close behind feeling like an absolute jerk. Caught up in your thoughts, when you finally looked around at your surroundings, you realized you had arrived at your front door.

“This is me.” Jinyoung looked up at the house, taking in the letters and once again nodding his head thoughtfully, “thanks for letting me walk you home.”

You looked at him confused, “why are you thanking me?”

Tightly smiling, Jinyoung feels his stomach flip. He’s never needed approval from someone, especially not someone he just met, but he feels like he wants to convince you he’s actually a good person. That he’s not pretending. It almost feels suffocating with how much he wants to prove himself. “I just liked walking you home.”

“Even despite my rude and drunk behavior?”

Jinyoung shoved his hands deep into the pockets of his AGO hoodie, “you don’t seem drunk anymore.”

“Trust me… I am,” since Jinyoung clearly didn’t have an interest in speaking to you any further than this moment, you felt as though you could say whatever you wanted to him. You figured that the best thing to do was reveal his attraction level since he already thought you were trying to fuck him.

“If I wasn’t drunk, I wouldn’t be thinking about how handsome you are,” Jinyoung looked down to hide his smile and you continued, “not just in a normal way but in a classic Hollywood kind of way… but I guess that happens with good Christian boys. For some reason they usually end up hot.”

Again, those eye crinkles appeared as he started to laugh, his cheeks even going as far as turning a light pink color. It looked really good on him.

“If you ever need me to set up a Tinder account for you, just let me know… I’m an expert, I’ve done all of my friends’ profiles. My success rate is a hundred percent,” your hand settled down on the door knob. The next obvious step was to turn it, but you just wanted to suck this moment dry and take as much as you could before you two went your separate ways. “Nah… not Tinder you’re a Bumble or Hinge guy for sure. I can still offer my services… I know how tough it must be living in a house of all boys all the time.”

“Thanks for… the compliment? And offer?” He questioned. He probably wasn’t used to the girls he was usually around commenting on his appearance or saying such things. It made you roll your eyes again, “yes I was complimenting you so just take it AGO.”

Turning around, you went to unlock the front door and head inside. Jinyoung mindlessly watched you until it dawned on him that he missed something important. Your name.

“Wait!” He called from behind you. It caused you to turn around, waiting. “You never told me your name.” He looked so cute, kicking his feet on the ground and biting his bottom lip again, patiently waiting for you to reveal yourself to him, but you can’t shake the feeling that’s bubbling up inside of you. Before you could stop yourself, you’re shaking your head at him, “let’s be honest… you’re not going to need it.”

Jinyoung furrowed his eyebrows, confused by the rejection of just being told your name. With a final frown on your face, he watched you go inside and shut the door behind you. On his walk back to the AGO house all he could think about was that frown.

“You can’t possibly still be thinking about that girl from Friday night,” Yugyeom snorted.

Unfortunately, he very much was thinking about the girl from Friday night, even though he knew all the guys would ridicule him for it. The fact that this comes across as his first thought makes him wonder if you were right about them.

Just as Yugyeom finished his sentence, Jackson settled down at the table next to Jinyoung, already devouring his fries.

“What girl?” Jackson asked both of them, a speck of fry coming from his mouth and onto the table when he speaks. It makes Jinyoung want to vomit.

Almost annoyingly, Yugyeom turned to Jackson, “A girl Jinyoung met at ‘Water on the Row’.” The way he said it is almost venomous, as if he’s ultimately disgusted at the thought and mere situation. Jinyoung wanted to say something, to defend the girl - but he doesn’t even really know her.

Jackson stopped chewing for a moment, thinking, “oh...”

“Yeah,” Yugyeom paused, turning to glance back at Jinyoung, shooting daggers at him that practically tell him not to do anything stupid, “I know...”

“Don’t you think you’re kind of being judgmental? And isn’t that kind of our whole thing? To not judge, but to serve others?”

His outburst seemed to surprise his friends at the table, both of them looking at one another at Jinyoung’s out of character behavior. Usually he maintained composure and silence in conversations such as this and in the past, he’d definitely been the contributor to the judgements. But for some reason this particular conversation about this particular girl was rubbing him the wrong way.

“I mean yeah… but Jinyoung, come on… you can’t be with a girl like that. The drinking, the partying and the sleeping around? It’s just kind of too much, don’t you think?”

“Yugyeom, dude… you don’t know if she’s like that,” Jackson piped up, going back to eating his fries.

“Let me repeat the fact that he met her at Water on the Row… so she’s exactly like that. She probably has like a Tinder or something too.”

“What’s wrong with Tinder?” Both Jinyoung and Yugyeom look at Jackson who suddenly opened his mouth quickly to defend himself, “I mean I don’t have it or anything, but I’m just wondering what’s wrong.”

“No one on there is looking for an actual committed relationship Jacks, it’s just people who want to hook up. Like most of the girls who show up on Friday nights.”

Jinyoung wanted to agree with Yugyeom and put this all to bed. That would be the easiest thing for him, if he just concurred that the girl from Friday night was not right for him and the fact that she liked to drink and go out disqualified her from ever being someone he wants to get to know. However, he didn’t want to. For some reason, for once he wanted the complicated option. The option most of his friends in Alpha Omega wouldn’t agree with.

You had no idea why your room was the “hangout” room in the house. Or at least it was for Katie and Jaebeom. One would think that they would want to be alone together, but instead they loved coming up to your room and laying on the floor whenever Jaebeom came over to the house. Usually people didn’t like having a third wheel intrude on time with their “significant” other – or whatever it was that these two were doing – but they loved being in your room.

“I think we need to get Y/N a boyfriend…” Jaebeom said very suddenly, throwing down the magazine he was reading. Why he wanted to read your old Cosmos from freshman year? You had no clue.

Katie squealed in delight, fascinated by this plan that had yet to be approved by you. However, knowing her she already had at least five guys in mind. “How about Ryan from Sigma Chi?”

You let out a response to convey your disgust at the same time Jaebeom clenched his jaw.

“He’s literally been with everyone,” you rolled your eyes, trying to focus on the work on your desk that you had diligently been doing before Jaebeom’s quest to end your single life.

“Not to mention he’s a misogynist who displays sociopathic tendencies,” Jaebeom scowled, surprising you so much so that you turned around to face him.

Katie looked at him with big eyes, as if she were about to jump him at any moment, “Babe, I didn’t know you knew words like that.” He shrugged in response, “Mark’s girlfriend teaches me well.”

You smiled, “I like her more and more every day.”

The room is filled with silence and you realized that they were both waiting for you to say something about Jaebeom’s overall statement of getting you a boyfriend. They wanted your feedback, your questions, comments and concerns – they wanted to play the role of matchmaker, that much was clear.

You shuffled uncomfortably in your seat, “I don’t need a boyfriend.” Jaebeom tried to reason with you, “okay but you want one.”

Sometimes your friends really didn’t get you. You’d never been successful with commitment and long-term boyfriends in the past, why was it suddenly going to work out any differently just because Jaebeom and Katie were trying to set you up?

“We’ll get you a really good one. Someone in Greek life, but someone loyal…” Katie paused to turn to Jaebeom, “who do you think the most loyal frat on campus is? Lambda?”

He brought his hand underneath his chin and tapped it slowly, considering. “Hm… I mean Lambda is good, of course,” he smiled at the acknowledgement of his own frat, “but actually… I feel like the most responsible frat is AGO.”

Katie immediately burst out into giggles, Jaebeom soon following. “Y/N could never be with an AGO. My accountant stepdad is more interesting than any of the guys over there. She would go crazy dating one of them. If any of them even talk to girls that is.”

For some reason her words made your skin crawl. AGO was the subject of a lot of jokes on Greek row and in fact, you were used to being the one that made them, but for some reason you felt sick. You couldn’t help but think about Jinyoung.

He was genuinely nice to you and although he had rejected your offer, he was a decent guy. Not feeding you any of his bullshit lectures that the AGO guys were known to give. He didn’t even really fight back with you when drunk you pretty much called him fake.

Oh god you had lectured him. It felt like it was all coming back now.

You had asked him to get drunk with you and invited him to your room. You had told him he was handsome. You had offered to make him a Tinder profile.

“Y/N are you okay? You don’t look good…” Jaebeom pointed out, “we won’t get you a boyfriend if the thought of it makes you this sick.”

Why did you care that you had drunkenly embarrassed yourself in front of Park Jinyoung? You barely knew the guy; you didn’t agree with most of his frat’s values and outlook on others in the Greek system. Hell, he was probably friends with the guy that called you a slut.

As if you had been stuck in a trance, you blinked and looked at the two friends sat in front of you. They look as though they’re about to admit you to the local hospital.

Clearing your throat, “do you guys think that they have the same guys working at Water on the Row every Friday?” Katie squinted at you, “how are we supposed to know that? I mean… probably not.” You nodded and turned back to your desk in silence, staring at the schoolwork in front of you blankly.

He probably wouldn’t be there. You probably didn’t need to go. It was probably a sign.

A sign that you probably just… shouldn’t.

Another week rolled around and it soon became Friday again.

Jinyoung wasn’t supposed to be on pancakes and water duty this week, but he had told Jackson he would take his shift. At first Jackson was reluctant to give it up after what the three of them had talked about when they went out for dinner, but when he looked at Jinyoung’s sad pleading face he knew he couldn’t say no.

He knew there wasn’t a guarantee that you would be returning to the house, but he figured that this would be his only opportunity to see you again. If Jinyoung had to spend another Friday night passing out pancakes and water to drunk people just for the small chance of you showing up, he’d take it.

“Dude ya’ll are like the sober crew,” some guy from Lambda said grabbing the plate of pancakes from Jinyoung, the guy’s arm wrapped tightly around a girl who looked annoyed.

“Come on Mark,” the girl groaned, dragging him out of line.

They both stumbled down the steps and to the sidewalk, Jinyoung watching them go carefully. “I love you so much,” Mark told the girl. She threw her head back laughing, still trying to carry Mark’s weight, “I know you idiot. I love you too.”

When they kiss, Jinyoung looked away not wanting to intrude on their moment. He felt a strange knot in his stomach as he thinks about the two. They both seemed wildly different, but you didn’t have to be an expert on love and romance to understand the affection and fondness that was between the two of them.

Jinyoung’s mind quickly went to you, but he shoved it to the back of his thoughts when he reminds himself that he didn’t know anything about you. He had just met you.

“Any luck?” Yugyeom asked, coming up on Jinyoung’s side to surprise him, “don’t act dumb… I know why you took Jackson’s shift tonight. I know why you’re here.”

Jinyoung rolled his eyes, turning away from the boy and grabbing another water bottle to hand to the next person in line. He used this opportunity to scan the queue and see if you were in it – no luck.

“Just be careful man… I mean knowing her type she’ll probably back, but just remember what I said.” The grasp of Jinyoung’s hand on the water bottle tightened with Yugyeom’s words and he felt like something inside of him was going to snap soon. He wasn’t sure what he had done or said to welcome unsolicited advice from those around him. The reason he joined Alpha Gamma Omega was to be a part of a likeminded community with similar beliefs to his own. Never did he anticipate whatever this was.

“Girls like her… they’re sluts you know.”

Jinyoung turned to Yugyeom and shoved the water bottle into his hands almost violently, “what did you say?”

Yugyeom looked at him with wide eyes, as if not expecting this kind of reaction, “Jinyou-”

“Save it,” He spat.

Jinyoung didn’t want to be anywhere near Yugyeom or the AGO house. Maybe you were right when you alluded to him putting on a nice guy act. He probably had been for the last two years he was a part of the org – judging others, thinking he was better than others involved in Greek life, just because he was in a Christian frat. For some reason meeting you and having you question his “goodness” caused him to finally wake up from the fantasy of the person who he had thought he was all along.

By the time Jinyoung reached the end of his self-loathing thoughts, he realized he had carried himself all the way over to your sorority house. He knew he probably shouldn’t even be standing on your front doorstep, but something in him stopped him from turning around. Instead, he reached out to ring the doorbell.

“Can I help you?” a girl asked, poking her head out through the door.

He cleared his throat, “yeah actually… I’m looking for-” that’s when Jinyoung cut himself off and realized that he actually didn’t know who he was looking for. He had never got your name… All he knew about you was were you lived… and that’s pretty much it.

The girl looked at Jinyoung in confusion, glancing at the letters he was wearing and sighed, “You’re from AGO?”

He nodded, “I actually don’t know her name…”

She waved her hand as if this was a usual thing and opened the door more to welcome him inside, “let me see what I can do for you… Just wait here.” The girl begins to head up the stairs of the house, then Jinyoung suddenly remembers a detail, “she went out last Friday night if that helps.”

She laughed at him and shook her head, continuing her walk up the stairs, “typical AGO,” she muttered. For once in his career at Alpha Gamma Omega, Jinyoung doesn’t feel hurt or annoyed by her assessment of him. She was right.

“Hey do any of you guys fuck an AGO?” you heard one of your sorority sisters, Melanie ask through your headphones. Taking the music listening devices out of your ears you went to your open doorway, “what did you say?”

Melanie glanced over in your direction as she thanked one of the other open rooms for participating in what sounds like a very strange survey.

“There’s a guy downstairs from AGO and it’s pretty sad, he’s looking for someone in the house but doesn’t even know her name. He’s here’s so late I’m just assuming that he must be looking for someone he slept with,” she gets a panicked look on her face, “fuck do you think one of us took the dude’s virginity and now he’s here to kill us all?”

You smiled tightly at Melanie. Some of the girls in the house were not the brightest.

“Don’t jump to conclusions like that Melanie… I doubt most girls in the house would go even within ten feet of a guy from Alpha Gamma Omega.”

“Well… what about you? Do you know anyone from AGO?”

You were about to shake your head no and deny knowing anyone over there, but then you stopped yourself. It couldn’t be… could it?

“Why don’t I just go down there and take care of this?” Somehow your words made her exhale and she looked instantly relieved, “thanks so much Y/N. Also do be warned… he is kinda good looking. Ugh I can’t believe I just said that.”

Nodding at her, she thanked you a final time before disappearing down the hallway to her bedroom.

There was no way it could be Jinyoung… right?

Despite your initial thought that it couldn’t be Jinyoung, when you reached the bottom of the stairs, you’re met with the back of the same boy you met a week ago. It was creepy but you could tell it was him just by the way he stood, with his shoulders back and posture erect. You don’t say anything, not wanting to sneak up on him, but you took notice of the way he seemed to be talking to himself. For a moment you swear you heard him ask himself what he was doing here.

That would make two of you.

“Jinyoung?” You said to grab his attention. He quickly turned around to face you and it’s easy to sense how weird he feels just being in your sorority house. It made you even more confused as to why he’s there.

“H-hey… you…” He wished he could greet you properly, but he still doesn’t know your name. That detail isn’t lost on you, but as you had told him before, you weren’t really sure if there was a reason to give him your name. The two of you didn’t really “mix” well.

“What’s up?”

For some reason this response to Jinyoung showing up at your house annoyed him. Sure, he hadn’t originally intended in coming here after his outburst with Yugyeom, his feet made the final decision to arrive at your home this late at night, but the nonchalant “what’s up” irked him.

He decided to take a risk by asking you what had been his mind for the last few hours he had been stationed at the AGO house handing out pancakes. “Why didn’t you come by the house tonight?” The tone shocked you. Rather than the gentleness he had spoken to you last week when he walked you home, this was something else entirely.

Unsure of what the acceptable answer would be to please him, you went with the obvious response – the truth, “I just didn’t need to go over there tonight… You know despite what you and your brothers might think, I don’t get wasted every single weekend.”

There was also the fact that tonight you had thought about going over there many, many times. You had even got dressed three different times and considered pretending like you had gone out tonight, but you couldn’t bring yourself to do it. You were too scared of what your friends would think, what the AGO members would think and most importantly what Jinyoung would think.

At your words, once again Jinyoung felt attacked. He didn’t know why it was so important to prove himself to you or why it mattered so much that you didn’t show up at the house tonight. Now you probably had an even worse impression of him for coming over to your place at nearly two in the morning. Something that would never be condoned by the guys he lives with.

“I know that. I was just hoping that…” he drifted off and your breath hitches. You think that maybe you know what he’s alluding to, but you want to hear him say it.

In any other situation, Jinyoung knows he wouldn’t say it. He would be too afraid or too stuck on what – once again – others would think. Instead, Jinyoung surprises both you and himself. He says it.

“I was hoping that you would want to see me again as much as I wanted to see you,” Jinyoung takes a step towards you and it feels as though you’re about to fall apart at any moment, “I don’t really understand or know why… but I feel this weird pull towards you.” You could tell he was getting shy from the way he looked down at his feet and dragged them against the hardwood floor of the foyer.

Nervously, you tapped your fingers against your thigh to distract you from instantly agreeing with him – to tell him that you knew exactly what pull he was referring to. Alternately, you fill the conversation with more doubt, “then why did you reject me that night?”

His mouth hung wide open and he became perplexed, unsure of what you were talking about.

“What do you mean rejected you?”

You brought your hands up from your thighs and crossed your arms against your chest, “I asked you to come up and drink with me.”

Jinyoung’s eyes fluttered closed as if thinking about something. As quick as he shut them, he opened them at the same suddenness, “I didn’t mean it as a rejection. I just didn’t think it would be a good idea…”

Shrugging your shoulders, “In normal Greek life that’s rejection Jinyoung.”

He brings his hand to massage the back of his neck, “I really didn’t realize it was that… complex. Sorry. You’ll have to be patient with me about those kinds of things. It’s true what they say about AGO, we really don’t pick up on social cues very well.”

You’ll have to be patient with me.

His words rang in your ears and you swore you heard a Harry Styles song play in your head as you looked at him smile sheepishly at you.

“I…” somehow the words are hard to get out, you’re not used to being this candid with a guy – especially not sober, “I know what you mean about a pull.”

Jinyoung took another step forward towards you and you exhaled deeply at his closeness. He was just close enough to-

“C-can I kiss you?” he stuttered and you felt your heart skip a beat. You would be lying if you said that you hadn’t been thinking about Jinyoung all week. The eye crinkles, his pink lips and the softness of his tone, it had all played on repeat in your mind. The stupid rejection thing didn’t even matter anymore.

When you didn’t answer right away, you heard him take a deep breath in, “I know it’s kind of forward, but I really want to kiss you.”

Your eyes flickered down to his lips and you wet your own instinctively. A thought suddenly enters your head and you begin to wonder how many times he’d done this before. Was he a rookie just as he had been when it came to drinking? Not that it mattered to you… you were just curious and-

“I have kissed girls before you know… I’m not a prude. Now please just let me.” His desperation to put his lips on yours makes you realize that you’re just as desperate if not more to feel his mouth move against yours.

“Please,” you murmured.

He leaned his head forward closer into you until his lips just ghosted over yours. Bringing his hand in between your faces, he traced the line of your cheekbone until your cheek laid in the palm of his hand and he cupped it gently. Finally, he closed the space between your lips and connects them softly. It’s clear that he feels hesitant, scared and excited all at the same time, but you let him control the pace not wanting to push him.

Soon you felt him relax more into the kiss and you could sense how delicate he was being as his lips moved softly against yours, treating you like a china doll that he wanted to protect. You’d had many kisses with many guys before, but none like this. Those were just kisses and this was much more than a kiss. Behind this kiss you could sense Jinyoung’s fondness for you, his intrigue, his longing and his desperation for the two of you to be in a different time, a different place and a different space. You felt it all from him. Every single emotion. It made you feel dizzy, the moment blurring satisfaction that you had never felt from just a kiss. You had never wanted anyone like this before.

You sighed into the kiss and Jinyoung pressed you even closer to him, kissing you harder and more feverishly. It was a side of him you hadn’t been expecting you, but it made you smile against his lips, wanting him closer, closer and closer.

When you finally break apart, Jinyoung breathed heavily and you’re surprised you can let out any air at all. It felt like he had taken all the breath out of you and consumed every piece of you. He doesn’t say anything for a moment, but simply stared at you until you broke out into giggles, looking down shyly.

“Y/N,” you whispered, finally telling him your name and he felt his heart flip.

He grinned, “Well Y/N... I could definitely do that again.”

So he does and your mind becomes dazed once again, not thinking about the rest of the world or what anyone thought about the two of you.

For right now it was just you and Jinyoung, and somehow that was enough.

#got7 fanfic #got7 #park jinyoung fanfic #jinyoung fanfic #park jinyoung #got7 fic

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calumance · 4 years

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🥺🥺🥺 I really want a blurb with aiden being so gentle with lil sis once they bring her home and telling logan how to pet her hair nicely🥺🥺🥺

Aiden is already such a great big brother to Logan, he would only be an even better big brother to his baby sister. 💕💕💕

It felt like it had been months that you were stuck in the hospital, when in reality it was just a few days. It felt so nice to be home, even looking at the front door as you walked towards it felt a thousand times more welcoming than anything at the Hospital. Calum was walking ahead of you carrying the car seat that held your brand new daughter. He was careful to not bump it against anything as he opened the front door and carry her into the living room. Calum perched the car seat on the couch, and you sat next to it as he carefully pulled his four day old daughter out and caressed the back of her head. He gently rested her against his shoulder and you placed the car seat on the ground so he could sit next to you.

You leaned back in relaxation, the couch being a million times more comfortable than the hospital bed you had spent the past few days sitting on. You shut your eyes, your body still exhausted from the nearly fifteen hours of labor. “Why don’t you go lie down and get some rest? My mum and dad will be here soon, I’ve got this.”

You opened your eyes and turned your head towards Calum. As badly as you wanted to stay up and wait for Joy and David to bring Aiden and Logan back, the exhaustion was more than taking over. You nodded and kissed his cheek and then gently kissed the back of your daughter’s head. Everything felt heavy as your carried yourself to the bedroom. Without changing out of your clothes, you crawled into bed and fell asleep.

When you woke up, your heart jumped out of your chest. You had no idea how long you had been asleep, but it had to have been a couple of hours since it was dark outside. You looked at the clock and immediately panicked seeing that you had slept for five hours. Quickly, you scrambled out of the bed and out of the bedroom. Your heart rate slowed when you found Joy and David in the kitchen cooking dinner and Calum sitting on the couch, your daughter laying on his chest, with Aiden and Logan sitting next to him. “Hello, dear. Did you get some good sleep?” Joy asked with a bright smile on her face.

You nodded and thanked her for staying and helping. She played it off as if it were nothing and you looked over at Calum. You ran your hand through your hair as you walked into the room and smiled at Calum. “I didn’t mean to sleep so long.” You kneeled in front of him and ran the side of your finger down your babies cheek. “Thank you for letting me nap.”

Calum reached out one hand and cupped your cheek. “You needed it, I can only imagine what your body went through. I’ll never be able to thank you enough for giving me three of the most beautiful children.” Tears welled in your eyes as you smiled at him then leaned down the press a soft kiss to his lips.

“Mama,” Logan said as he shook your shoulder slightly. You turned your head to look at Logan and he played with his fingers nervously. “Can I hold her?” He had puppy dog eyes and it melted your heart. You looked at Calum who was already moving to sit up and adjust his hold on his baby girl.

Logan sat so that his legs were folded like a pretzel. You were about to start explaining to him what to do, but Aiden spoke up. “Put your arms out like this.” Logan followed his brothers instructions and Calum gently passed the little bundle over to Logan. Aiden helped support her head and he continued to talk Logan through holding her. “Put one hand here so you know you have a hold of her.” Logan held onto her and smiled. After a minute, Logan lifted his hand as if he were wanting to touch her baby hairs “Make sure you pet her head like this.” Aiden showed Logan the motion of rubbing a baby’s head and Logan nodded and copied Aiden.

Aiden continued to walk his little brother through the proper way to hold and cuddle his baby sister. When she shifted in his arms, he started to panic a bit, and without thinking Aiden took over. Your heart melted watching Aiden be so caring with his new baby sister. She smiled when Aiden had a good grip on her. Aiden chuckled and looked up at you. “She knows who I am, mom.” You nodded, the tears starting to fill the brim of your eyes. Aiden looked back down at his sister and the tears formed in his eyes. “She so beautiful, mom. She looks just like you.” The tears started to fall down your cheek and you did everything you could to not make it obvious, but Calum noticed. He reached over and ran his hand up and down your back.

Aiden eventually handed her back over to you, but it was only because she was crying because she was hungry. You whisked her off to the other room and sat in the chair to feed her. Once she was satisfied, you carried her back into the living room. From a far you could hear Aiden talking to Calum, “I’m never going to let anything happen to her, I will protect her every chance I get.” You heart strings tugged a little bit and it took everything in you to not cry again.

You finally gathered yourself and made your way back to your perfect family. Just as you were about to sit down, Joy called everyone to the table for dinner. Calum stood up and he placed his hand on your elbow. You looked up at him and you shook your head. “What the heck did we do to get such amazing kids?” You asked him, tears starting to well in your eyes again.

He smiled and ran his hand down his daughter’s little back. “Guess we’re just really lucky.” A smirk pulled at his lips before he pulled you close to him to press a loving kiss to your lips.

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Tag list: @mantlereid @notinthesameguey @viiirg0 @wheniminouterspace @thinkofmehlgh @another-lonely-heart @limer-encia @itsmytimetoodream @babyoria

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archived-gtronpa-account · 4 years

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So what if for a motive instead of kokichi being a giant he’s shrunk and stuck with shuichi :0! ( like continuing off of the other motive writing you did -)

hiii I'm glad for this req I was hoping someone would catch my drift and ask for a sequel since I had an idea for it in mind 💃 altho I took a wittle little bit of liberty with your req I hope you don't mind

(again terribly sorry for the delay friend I hardly had any time for this hope you'll enjoy either way)

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Word count: 1800

Summary: The game master has a new dirty trick up their sleeve to get rid of a certain little liar; but Kokichi isn't going down so easily, even with the threat of now death waiting for him at every corner.

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It seemed the mastermind wasn’t too pleased when the motive hadn’t gotten him murdering and executed, so their next plan was to get him directly murdered.

Kokichi stands in Monokuma’s shadow, expression blank in face of the bear’s cruel cackles. It's a wonder how the mastermind can see him as a threat when he hasn't been able to stop any of the past murders, but he's still flattered that he's managed to mess with their plans enough that they'd stoop to such a low motive.

When the monochromatic bear leaves, Kokichi is left silently staring at the rest of his classmates from his spot on the cafeteria table, standing at the miserable height of a toy. Any other day, jokes and taunts and lies would be flowing out of his mouth, but his mind doesn’t come up with anything when he’s surrounded by classmates who he knows are already thinking of killing him and hiding his body to avoid a class trial; the same classmates whom he could hold in the palm of his hand only yesterday.

Silent and unmoving as he is, they must think him a scared little child; Kokichi Ouma, supreme leader of evil, reduced to some cute joke, some fanservice for an audience to coo at before he inevitably dies. The thought of the mastermind looking down on him and laughing to themselves at the moment is near sickening.

Kiibo is first to speak up, “So… What should we do about this?”

“I say,” Maki’s reply is instantaneous, like she’d been waiting to say those next words for too long, “We end this killing game right here and now.”

And when she takes a swift step forward, red eyes piercing through his tiny form with a murderous intent he’s seen too many times already, Kokichi can’t do anything but resign himself to the fact that he won’t live to stop the killing game.

Then something darts in front of him and blocks his view, and he thinks he somehow must’ve dreamed the words, “Maki, don’t hurt him.”

It takes his paranoid brain longer than he’d like to admit to realize that the hand in front of him isn’t coming to grab him and squeeze his guts out, rather, it’s shielding him. A gesture he wouldn’t expect coming from anyone in this room, except-

“You can't fall for the mastermind's trick so easily.” Shuichi stands towering in front of him in a protective stance, like some knight in shining armor; and to think this is the same boy who was cowering in his presence only days ago.

"Yeah! Harumaki, you promised, remember?" Kaito, the actual knight in shining armor of the academy, doesn't come to protect him; instead, he steps up to Maki and places a hand on her shoulder. Of course, when killer girl is trying to kill poor lil' Kokichi, it's still her who needs help and support and not the doll-sized villainous boy about to be murdered. "This has gotta be a trap or somethin'."

"Right," Shuichi joins in. He briefly glances over his shoulder at Kokichi, and the now tiny boy meets his gaze with the same blank expression. "Think about it, doesn't this new motive seem more like a way to…" his gaze lingers on Kokichi's small form for a second longer, before he tears it away, "… to get rid of a specific classmate?"

"Yeah," Kaito chimes in, "I'm starting to think the mastermind wants Kokichi dead for whatever reason," The grave expression on his face matches the morbidity of his statement. He slams his fists together in determination, "We can't let that happen."

"I do agree," Kiibo pipes up, "That if Kokichi was the enemy hiding among us, it wouldn't make sense to put himself in such… disadvantageous situation," he's hesitant and careful with his choice of word, like he could somehow be tiny-phobic.

"You're all overthinking this too much," Maki's cold gaze falls back on him, and if looks could kill, a body discovery announcement would have played out, "The killing game stops when the mastermind is dead. Simple as that."

The pressure of her stare threatens to crush him. Kokichi's legs nearly give out under his weight, and his first reaction is to stumble a few steps back and plaster a grin on his face.

“Pish posh, poor Harumaki… wants to kill me so badly, she's ready to do it in front of everyone,” His voice nearly wavers, he takes another step back for good measure. No use in trying to reason with an assassin or try to gain anyone’s sympathy; it’s always easier to stick to the role he’s written himself into.

Kokichi speaking for the first time seems to trigger the whole cafeteria to erupt in a cacophony again. Maki tries to push past Kaito and Shuichi to get her grubby hands on the little leader, and the two boys defend him (at least he thinks they do); someone yawns and someone else gasps and exclamations and accusations are thrown around.

"There has to be more to this motive!"

"You're protecting him over a maybe?"

"This is terrible, we shouldn't fight!"

"Nyeh… we still haven't had breakfast…"

They argue and bicker, like they always do when a new motive is presented and they don’t know what to make of it. Kokichi finds it easy enough to block out the obnoxious voices. He lets cold logic take over his mind and shadow his fear as he assesses the situation.

Even if he refuses, they'll probably force him to be baby-sat by someone. Staying with Maki or Miu is out of the question. Kiibo would be a good choice if Kokichi wanted the eyes of the mastermind and the audience on his back at all time, and Himiko would be a good choice if he wanted all the protection of a bodyguard who doesn't tolerate him and sleeps most of the time.

Gonta does tolerate him and has already worked with him in the past; he wouldn't be a bad choice, but for now Kokichi has a feeling he'll end up sleeping in a bug case with cockroaches if he goes with the giant entomologist, so he'll pass. Kaito superman-wannabe-Momota wouldn't be so bad either, but he'll probably take advantage of the situation and try to get the tiny boy to open up about his super evil dark past or whatever; so again, he'll pass for now.

And then there's Shuichi… Staying with his beloved detective, they could stay up late at night and braid each other's hair and share their secrets, they could make plans together and explore the school and beat the mastermind like some iconic duo, they could even pick that night's game of chess back up since Kokichi still remembered the setting of the board. Staying with Shuichi, truely a dream come true, and a dream right in his reach. But he wasn't in dreamland, he was stuck in a killing game hell where he couldn't let his facade slip and show vulnerability so easily to the protagonist of their game. His eyes fall to the floor with the shame of entertaining such a dream before remembering the sobering reality. Staying with Shuichi is out the question.

Kokichi goes back to listening to the conversarion, but he finds the room silent and eight pairs of eyes on him.

“Kokichi,” Shuichi speaks again. The boy is tempted to look away, but he forces his eyes to meet the giant detective's faded gold ones, “you can stay with me if you want?"

A taunting smirk pushes its way to his face. “Man, Saihara wants to get a hold of me so he can do all kindsa weird stuff to me? Ew ew ew, so gross, I'm so terrified! How could you do this to a frightened little boy?”

“Kokichi,” he considers the exasperation in the detective’s tone a victory to him, although an unpleasant one, “You don’t need to be so obnoxious, if there’s someone you want to stay with, you can say it.” Sheesh, wasn't Shuichi dying to talk to him the other night?

His best option isn’t ideal, but he can't get too picky in his current situation. “Welll, I think I’d like to stay with big sis Shirogane!” he hears the girl in question sputter a noise of surprise, and all eyes turn to her.

“What are you planning?” Maki speaks again after a long silence, voice betraying her skepticism.

“Oh, are you jealous I didn’t pick you, big sis Harumaki?” Do you want to die?

“Do you want to die?” Bingo. Too predictable.

“Uhm,” Tsumugi’s meek voice cuts him off before he can retort, “Why me? I-I mean, I don’t mind, I just don’t understand?”

Kokichi turns to her, and she nearly flinches at his attention. At least there’s one person in the room who’s still intimidated by him. “I just wanted to stay with my absolute favourite girl in this academy," as he says that, he walks around Shuichi's still outstretched hand to better face the absolute favourite girl in question, shooting on his way a quick glance up the detective, "aaand there's also this one cosplay I really wanna try now that I'm cutie-sized. That is, if Shirogane is fine with it?"

Tsumugi looks down to her feet and starts to vibrate with excitement hard enough that he can feel it under his feet. "O-Oh, I am fine with it. I wonder if we're both thinking of the same anime… but the only male character there has a dark skin tone, and there's one girl that really looks like you… You don't mind wearing a dress, do you?" She's already walking up to him with an outstretched hand, as if driven by the by the force of her love of cosplay.

Kokichi blinks his fear away and steps into the unsteady surface, immediately understanding the fear and discomfort in Shuichi's face that last night. Questions and accusations are still coming at him left and right, but he pointedly ignores it all and waves back to his remaining classmates with his cockiest smile as he leaves in the giant girl's hand, mind already buzzing with plans to survive the new motive.

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hope you don't mind the bit of saiou angst twist thing in the end 😔😔 I was too tempted to resist. Well hope u enjoyed dear !!

#danganronpa #ndrv3 #gtronpa #gt #Kokichi ouma #Shuichi saihara #maki harukawa #kaito momota #tiny!Kokichi #giant!shuichi #giant!Maki #giant!kaito #ask #request #writing

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melancholythrill · 4 years

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Hey Thrill, I'm kinda sad. Can you give me some headcanon that the band does to cheer the others members up when they are sad? -🐑

Hey sheepie! I’d love to!

Murdoc

- When 2D is sad, muds just holds him. No insults, no making fun or arguing, just some lo-fi music and closeness. He stays there until 2D drifts off to sleep and makes sure he’s tucked in nicely before he leaves.

- When Russel is sad, he gifts him some cigars and a nice whiskey. Along with that, he gives him as much space as possible.

-When Noodle is sad, he puts on a funny movie they’ve enjoyed together since she was a kid. Something like Monty Python: Holy Grail. The familiarity and nostalgia cheers her right up. They spend the whole movie reciting quotes and laughing.

- When Murdoc is sad, he just sits next to/near him. His presence is all Murdoc needs to know that he’s okay and that he’s safe. Murdoc isn’t the type to want to hear solutions for his sadness, he just needs someone to be there for him.

- When Russ is sad, he brings in some vinyl and his record player and listens to music with him. Mostly 80’s/90’s rap and hip hop. Russ loves to talk about the old days in Brooklyn listening to the greats. 2D is really good at just listening.

- When Noodle is sad, he likes to ride around blaring music with her. They stop and get ice cream, go shopping, see a movie, etc. Just spending the day together like the big bro and lil sis they are.

Russel

- When Murdoc is sad, he does the same thing muds does. Gifts! Cigars and whiskey. It’s sort of a cheering up tradition of theirs.

- Look, we all know Russ is a great cook, so whenever 2D and Noodle are sad he cooks their favorite comfort foods. For 2D, it’s his childhood favorite of Cornish Pasty’s. For Noodle, it’s grilled cheese with tomato soup. He’s been making it for her since she was a kid. She sits at the kitchen counter wrapped up in a blanket while he makes it.

Noodle

- When Murdoc is sad, they drink. She pours them both a glass of nice bourbon and when/if he feels ready to, they talk. They talk about the old days and funny things she did when she was a kid.

- When 2D is sad, she plays video games with him. They sit on the couch for hours playing Mortal Kombat together, shit talking and all. She even lets him win some rounds

- When Russel is sad, they jam. 2D and Murdoc tend to argue about music when they’re playing so when it’s just Russ and Noodle, it’s relaxing. She lets him play whatever he wants.

#i put a lot of effort into this #asks #gorillaz headcanon #gorillaz #murdoc niccals #2d #2d gorillaz #stuart pot #noodle #russel hobbs #noodle gorillaz #murdoc

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yamithediaperdork · 3 years

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From attack mode to big baby mode (YGO 5DS)

From attack mode to baby mode

The first thing Yusei noticed when he woke up was that he'd apparently been moved in his sleep. It was the only way to explain how his normal room had suddenly gotten a make over of having baby blue walls with a series of chibi duel monsters on the walls , Toss in the fact as he sat up he could see he was in a crib, not to mention there being a well stocked changing table against one wall with a diaper pail next to it and well, no shit he'd been moved. One worrying fact about the diaper pail though was that his name was on the thing. 'Last time I checked I don't wear huggies..that's more of a Luna and Leo thing.' He thought and went to stand up and forth as a loud crinkle was heard and there was a bulk between his legs. 'Then again..' A blush came to his face as he reached down and poked at the massive white diaper that had dragon type themed tapes and he realized he was in just his new found padding and a blue t-shirt with 'Lil stinker' on the front in white letters. He also realized as he poked his padding that he was one very soggy little guy. Oddly this didn't seem to bug him as much as it should, most of his discomfort came from the fact he wanted out of the wet diaper then he was in a nursery and dressed like a big baby. "Uh..Hello? anyone there?..I could er.. reallllly do with a diaper change." he called out looking around his apparently new room. there was a baby monitor on a dresser so he was sure someone would be in shortly, and he noticed a toy chest filled with stuffies that oddly were calling his attention. Taking in stock of his new bed, he noted the crib was about the size of a queen sized bed, with a very soft mattress and had more of the chibi duel monsters on the sheets and from the crinkle and crackle he guessed there was a rubber sheet on under the main one. there was a light pink fuzzy blanket that he'd been covered up with and a like wise pink pillow with more then a few wet spots from where he'd been drooling up a river in his sleep. there was also a stuffie of the ancient fairy dragon, looking a little worn but as he saw it a silly grin came over his face and with one hand on the sturdy wooden rail of his crib, he bent down to pick it up. As he did so he let out a HUGH fart though then had the curious feeling of a lot of hot mud filling up the back of his diaper as he tried to figure out what had just happened, looking puzzled and getting his stuffie and hugging it to his chest. 'Huh.. some kinda warm mud spell?' He thought at first then it ever so slowly dawned on him as the smell reached his nose what he'd done. 'I just..I just made ..In..My diaper..With..No control?' He thought, hugging the stuffie close and whimpering. Again oddly he wasn't as embarrassed as he should of been it was more he didn't like the warm squishy feeling or the smell and without any self control started to tear up then bawl. "I went poopie! Wahhh!" he sobbed like a big baby. The door to the nursery opened up and there was Luna, in a set of pink jammies and rushing over to the crib. "Shhh shhh it's ok Yusei, it's alright, big sister is here!" She coo'ed to the distract over sized baby and then she was lowering the bars. Her nose seemed to wrinkle at the smell but she didn't say anything about it, only muttering words of comfort as she helped him out of the crib. Leo followed her after about 20 seconds though he reacted as if he'd hit a wall as the stink hit him and held his nose. "whew! I told you that prune baby food was a bad idea!" He joked and grinned. "Leo! Not now! the baby is upset!" She scolded as she Helped Yusei up onto the changing table, his diaper squishing as he got on there and making him bawl louder. "Shhh it's ok Little Yusei. Big bro and sis are here, Just play with fairy dragon like a good little one and we'll get you alll cleaned up." Yusei had a lot of questions, but none of them came out as he instead just sniffled and whimpered and then nodded. "Otay." He lisped.

One smelly diaper change later during which Yusei had at one point held the stuffie to his face and whined 'stinky') and he was feeling much better in a clean diaper. He'd had a red and pink paci popped into his mouth and forth himself nursing on it lots as Leo and Luna fought over how to dress him for the day. "you got to dress him yesterday, it's my turn to pick." Luna said, hands on her hips. "Yeah but I'm trying to protect my little bro! you're gonna dress him like a sissy again!" Leo huffed, arms crossed. "Don't be jealous just because he can pull off a dress and you can't." Luna teased and made Leo huff and blush. "Besides, Little Yusei loves his pretty dresses don't you?" she added, turning to him for a answer. Hugging his stuffie and in just one of the bulky dragon diapers, Yusei found himself nodding and grinning around his paci, though not sure why. "Fine! I give up! it's gonna be a house of girls!" Leo huffed and threw up his hands in mock frustration. "I guess it does help our little bro is SUCH a cute sissy though." he added and patting Yusei's head. the big baby coo'ed and giggled at the head pat while Luna went and picked out two outfits and held them up for Yusei to pick. The left outfit was a light pink top with a darker pink skirt, with a pair of light pink socks and a panty cover that was light pink with darker pink ruffles on the butt. The right outfit was a full on dress, Light blue with puffy shoulders and a longer skirt section, and came with a pair of white tights. "So Little one, which outfit do you wanna wear today? I know we're going to the park but it's ok if you get these dirty..It's Leo's turn to do the landry." Luna said with a impish grin. "Oh, REAL mature." Leo huffed and gave a playful light punch to his sisters shoulder. Yusei squirmed, looking back and forth at his choices and realizing that while never in a million years would of he normally of wore either of these, right now he was actually having a hard time picking which one he wanted! in the end the pink choice seemed like it's be easier for playing in (Somehow the idea of going to the park like this less scared him and more had him happy and excited) and he pointed at it. "Oh good choice! you're going to be the cutest baby there!" Luna coo'ed. "pffft, like he would have any competition if he went in just his diapers. we've got the cutest baby bro!" Leo said. "heh, true!"

Getting the big baby all dressed up took some doing, Yusei honestly kept getting distracted by his stuffie and was making the twins do all the work. But soon he was looking at his reflection and grinning, letting the paci fall from his mouth (it had since been attached to a ribbon and a paci clip which was then clipped to his top) and he coo'ed at the baby gurl in the reflection. "Pwetty!" he giggled and wiggled his hips back and forth. He'd somehow gone from questioning all of this to more or less accepting his situation, though there was a small part of his mind (and getting smaller by the second) wondering just what the heck was going on. "yeah you are. very pretty." Leo said and came up and patted Yusei's ruffled butt. "I'm man enough to admit when I was wrong, this is a very cu- Eek!" Leo went from talking to yelping suddenly as Luna tugged the back of his blue jammie bottoms open and looked down. "Good boy Leo! only some skid marks!" She praised and Yusei started to giggle. "Lunnnnnaaaaa! Not in front of little bro!" Leo huffed as she had him turn around and poked the front of his pants. "Hmm a little soggy, but much better then last week. somebodies almost ready for big boy undies!" She said. Leo went from beaming with pride to then scowling. "Hey! you said these WERE big boy undies cuz they're washable!" He huffed, hands on his hips. "Their still training pants Leo..but ok, I yield to your logic. go get a dry pair on, you know how you can get when your over excited." Luna said and then kissed his cheek and sent him on his way. '..Apparently she's the only fully potty trained on e in the house.. neat.' Yusei thought and giggled at just how silly the whole thing had been. "Come on Lil sis." Luna said and winked as Yusei giggled. "let's go get some num num's in you. don't want a attack from the grumpy monster just because your hungry." As she spoke she took Yusei's hand and lead him to the kitchen where a high chair was ready for him and got him seated and the tray in place with minimal fuss then got him a bowl of cheerios to munch on and a baby bottle of cold white milk. As he munched away Leo came in, having changed into his normal outfit but Yusei noticed the slight puff in the butt as he bent down to get a box of fruit loops out and pour himself a bowl. while the padded boys had their cereal Luna apparently preferred some Eggo's and the three apparently now siblings munched and mostly ate in silence, only broken when as Leo was drinking the last of his milk from his bowl some of it went down the front of his shirt. "I uh..guess I better go get changed huh?" he asked sheepishly. "Maybe you should start wearing one of Yusei's bibs." Luna teased but winked to let him know she was kidding. "nah, like you said, I'm doing landry today anyways. be back in a flash." Leo said and excused himself from the table. before he was totally out of the room Luna called after him. "Make sure you use the bathroom. I'm not packing extra training pants today!" "yeah yeah!" came his reply.

with herself and the big baby fed Luna had Yusei stay in his high chair while she went and got dressed, then coming back she let him out of the highchair and lead him back to the nursery as they started to pack a large pink diaper bag that read 'fairy princess Yusei' on the side. again this was something that SHOULD of had the young adult blushing but instead he just giggled and coo'ed. "Let's see, we're gonna be out for about 5 hours..so to be safe I'll bring five diapers. I know you don't potty THAT often Lil sis but better safe then sorry." Luna said and Yusei shrugged and popped his paci into his mouth and suckled. Luna grabbed the five diapers then paused and turned around. "Can you show big sis how many five is?" She asked, smiling. Yusei giggled and thought that was a silly question and went to hold up the right amount of fingers and beamed. "Oh so close! that's only three! but it's ok." Luna coo'ed and patted his head. the small tiny part of Yusei's mind was befuddled, how could of he made a mistake like that? the rest, just enjoyed the head pat and coo'ed.

to be continued

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