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also i saw that your requests are open soooo may i request a fluff/nsfw fic ( tbh you can choose whatever you want for the genre , i'm not too sure what will go well with this ) for bonten!ran haitani with a reader who's totally oblivious to who he is and what he does and comes to him for help with something ? ( 🐢 )

TEACH ME [1]

you really need to be careful in this world because you don’t know what’s there to hunt you. he is a vicious predator and you; you are his sweet, little innocent prey.

+ pairings. ran haitani x f!reader.

+ tags. romance, explicit sexual content, fluff, bonten!ran, virgin!reader, manipulation, profanities, use of pet names, cunnilingus, fellatio, mouth fucking, deepthroat, vaginal fingering, overstimulation, soft dom!ran, praise kink, unprotected sex, rough sex (on the last part), little manga spoilers, 18+

+ word count. 4.9k

+ note. okay, so here is my 🐢 nonnie's request hiho it's another porn with a plot!! hajshskxnsk anyways, i think it doesn't have much fluff cos i went all in with the smut again besties 😭 ahskshamshsk pls tell me if i forgot something in the tags, i hope u guys enjoy! feedbacks are always appreciated <33

part one | part two | part three

“Ran.” you waved your hand in front of his face, “You’re staring at me, are you even listening?”

He chuckles and nodded afterwards, “I’m sorry, yeah. I’m listening, go on.”

You gave him a bit of suspicious look then continued on tutoring him for his ‘midterms’. How did he even end up in this situation anyways?

He’s a grown-ass man. A thirty-year-old executive of Japan’s worst criminal organization but he’s studying for some course that he had forgotten since he graduated years ago and did he even take this program?

All he knows is that when you approach him that day while holding a flyer, asking him if he wants to hire you for your academic services, his instincts told him to say yes.

Even though he’s just passing by that university from his morning jog, wearing his plain white shirt overlapped with his gray hooded sweatshirt and gray sweatpants while his hair was down— maybe, his appearance that morning aged him down a bit. He was flattered that you thought he’s a college student.

The next he knew; he was paying some student from that university to take down some notes for him so that you can have something to teach him or something. He doesn’t really care; all he wants is to stare at your innocent face.

Not knowing that you’re with one of the most dangerous criminals in your country alone in his unit, that he’s not really a college student that was about to fail his subject unless you help him.

He should’ve said no, he’s a busy person. He has no time for shits like this but the moment that he saw your face, so beautiful— so desperate for help. How could he say no?

“Do you get it?” you ask him.

“Yeah. I got it.”

Now, he’s meeting you every saturday night in his penthouse, ‘teaching’ him. He thought you were so desperate for help that you never asked him, how could a college student afford a luxurious home like this? How come you can only meet him on a saturday night?

You’re meeting with him for almost three weeks but did it never occurred to you to ask him some questions? Ran was curious, it’s like an itch in his brain that he can’t scratch unless he asks you first.

But he wasn’t curious about you— he was curious about what was going on your mind. Come on, a guy like him? It’s ridiculous if he didn’t already do a background check about your personal life.

“You say that but when I ask you later on,” your eyes narrowed as you look at him, you were scolding him like you were his mother. Ran just grins at you, “Okay. Next topic- “

“Wait.” he stops you; he reaches for the book and closes it himself. Your brows furrowed and were about to ask him why the hell did he just do that when he spoke first, “Let’s put a pause on that for a bit. My brain can’t take all this information, y’know?”

You sighed and nodded, maybe you can take a break. You were studying for hours now and it didn’t cross your mind to stop for a bit because you thought that you should make the most out of what Ran is paying you.

“Okay, ten minutes tops.”

Ran hummed, placing his elbow on the table as he rests his chin on the palm of his hand while he looks at you intently, “How about thirty minutes?”

Your eyes widen, what the hell would you both do in thirty minutes? Look at each other? You were already getting conscious while you tutor him, at least you’re doing something while he stares at you with his whimsical and kind of intimidating eyes but thirty minutes without doing anything?

You’ll feel like you would melt and you would. Maybe literally. Ran’s eyes were so hypnotizing and dreamy, plus his face— his fucking gorgeous face. And that, tattoo on his neck. You were also wondering about that and you think that you have seen it before, but you find it really attractive and you thought that he must have high tolerance for pain because getting a tattoo on your neck must be so freaking painful.

You don’t even know how can you manage to stay with him without staring at him for too long.

You don’t even know much about him and you’re crushing on him big time, you were just assuming things about him instead of asking because well, you’re here to work. Not to prey on his personal life, and he didn’t seem like he was a bad person.

Well, looking around his house. You assumed that he’s one of that heir of a big conglomerate companies and shit because why else would he have a house like this when he’s still a college student?

“We don’t have thirty minutes, Ran. It’s getting late. I don’t want to go home too late. You don’t know what kinds of people are lurking outside.”

Ran wanted to laugh out loud. Oh, honey.

He just wants to wrap you up in a blanket and pour you some hot tea because of your obliviousness. You were so gullible, well, it’s his fault because he’s lying to you about who he really is.

“I’ll take you home, how about that?” he suggested, you chuckled awkwardly and was about to say no but Ran picked up on that, he wouldn’t take no for an answer. “I insist, okay? I won’t take no for an answer. It’s the least I could do for you because you help me study.”

He almost snorted a laugh when he said the word ‘study’.

But of all the horrible things that he did, maybethis is the first time he felt guilty because he was lying to you. It was funny, this isn’t the worst of the worst but he was so guilt-ridden.

“Okay, fine. Since we aren’t doing anything for thirty minutes, what do you want to do?”

“Oh, what should we do?” he hummed as if he was thinking, as if he didn’t have something already on his mind. He faked a gasp, “How about we ask each other questions? Like, bounce questions off each other.”

“I guess you have been thinking about that for so long.” you laughed. He didn’t have to act as if he was thinking of something because it was so obvious.

Ran just looked at you with his ‘so what?’ face and leaned his back on the chair, “You first.”

You hummed, what could you possibly ask Ran? He was formulating questions in his mind; questions like, where are his parents? How could he afford this penthouse? How come you can’t go to his place on weekdays?

But it never crossed his mind that you would be asking him that question.

“You...” you paused and hesitated for a bit, “You have a girlfriend?”

If he were in your shoes, he would be suspicious of you. Coming from him, he looks suspicious. But are you that kind that you never thought bad about people?

But oh well, he would gladly answer your question.

“Nope. Don’t have. I’m busy with wo- studies, I mean. How about you?”

He knows from the background check that you don’t have any boyfriend but there’s some things that he doesn’t get from that, you know.

“No. I..” you paused and looked down, you shouldn’t be embarrassed saying this but you also concluded that Ran has some experience that you didn’t get to do, yet. “I never had a boyfriend.”

Like that. Ran can’t get that kind of information from the background check. Hearing you say that, it’s like something turned inside him. The moment he saw you, he thought you were beautiful and innocent.

But as he looks at you now? You’re still beautiful and really innocent.

Oh now, how can he keep his cool? How can he play this down?

It was like you are in a new light for him, a beautiful innocuous flower waiting to bloom. A fragile flower waiting to be picked.

It isn’t visible in his face but he was having fun, he was getting charged; amused, interested, you name it all.

“So, you never had your first kiss?” you were flustered by his direct question. Even so, you shook your head. You were getting a bit uncomfortable but you don’t know what the hell is wrong with you that you wanted him to ask you more about that.

“I never had anything. First kiss or flings. Whatever.” you cleared your throat and adjusted yourself on your seat, “You? I bet you had flings and stuff like that.”

Ran flashed a cocky grin, “In fact, I had. So, you have never tried? Never? Just dip your toe a bit? Not even once?”

“There’s some guys trying to court me but I got scared, what if I went out on a date with them and... things escalated and stuff? I don’t know things about that. I was embarrassed...” your voice faded when you realized that you just basically confided into Ran, telling him one of the things that you fear.

And that’s exactly what Ran wants, for you to step into his web. For you to be his little lamb.

“You want me to teach you?”

He couldn’t hold back anymore. It’s like you are the forbidden fruit that God told him not to eat.

“W-what?” you stammered, there was a weird feeling. A sudden tension builds, and for a minute there you feel like Ran was staring at you with a sultry look in his eyes not until he smiled.

“Just kidding.”

He wasn’t though. He was hoping that you would initiate it. Not him, just how? How would he spin it around?

He stood up from his seat, “You want to drink something? Water, coffee, tea, juice or whiskey?”

He said the last part jokingly. No, he isn’t planning on getting you drunk. He just figured that if you had some drinks on you, maybe you’d be more deliberate.

“Water. Water would be fine.” you would shove any beverage in your throat because it had never felt this dry before. And, who the hell offers liquor when you’re studying...? What the fuck.

But you were kind of disappointed that he took it back— okay, what the hell are you thinking? You don’t even know much about him, one minute you’re just crushing on him and now you’re thinking of having sexwith him?

You must be going crazy.

But the voices of your friends echo in your mind because they were kind of pressuring you to get out there, and the teasing, oh my freaking god- the teasing.

You were getting tired of that. Your friends aren’t even here but their voices were enough to provoke you to say something that you don’t even know if you’d regret later on.

“Water it is.” Ran said and turned his back on you, he was about to walk to the kitchen but you called his name.

“Ran.”

He turned around faster than a lightning. “Hm?”

“Teach me.”

There it is.

You really need to be careful in this world because you don’t know what’s there to hunt you. Ran is a vicious predator and you; you are his sweet, little innocent prey.

The first, you were sitting on the chair and the next you were sitting on his lap, unaware of your surroundings. Completely drowned to how he was touching you.

His fingers slowly slide from your shoulders to your arms. Holding you so softly, so gentle as if you were a delicate thing that he needs to protect or perhaps, break.

He was kissing you so gently, sucking and nibbling on your lips, easing you in. You just follow his lead with your eyes closed, hands tightly holding on to his shoulder because you don’t know where else would you put your hands while you suck each other’s faces off.

You feel Ran smirk on your lips before pulling away, “That was great, you’re a natural.”

You avoided his eyes but he held your chin, the first thing that greeted you was the sly smirk on his face. “Don’t tell me you’re getting shy now?”

“I’m not.” you answered, probably red as a tomato. Ran just chuckled and wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you a lot closer to him and now you’re sitting straight on his- fuck is this his dick...

It was hard, and it’s nudging straight to your already drenched undergarments. It was a completely new feeling for you, your cunt was aching, you can almost hear it throbbing just because Ran was holding you close to him.

And now, it’s not helping that he’s holding your thighs while you feel his hot breath against the skin of your neck as he brushes his lips— all the while, moving his hands up and into your inner thighs, completely avoiding what you have been aching to be touched on.

“Ran.” you whimpered his name, subconsciously grinding your hips above him. You heard him groan and held your hips still.

“Stay still, little lamb.” he husked on your ear, “Gonna take good care of you, yeah? Do you trust me?”

He cupped your cheeks and looked straight into your eyes; there it is again. The hypnotizing glint in his eyes, luring you.

“You trust me?” he repeated with the gentlest voice that you could ever hear. You nodded but he tutted, “Say it, sweetheart. I need to hear you say it.”

With a small voice, you answered him. “I trust you, Ran.”

The moment that you say it, it felt like something stimulated inside him, this is totally fiendish and he knows that but he already got a taste of you.

There’s no turning back now, is it?

There goes his wicked grin, masked off as a sweet, soft smile that he flashed before leaning on your face once again, kissing your lips again as he completely enjoys how you surrender yourself to him.

You are heading towards a dangerous path and it is completely Ran’s decision whether he pulls you out or not, but then again...

why the hell would he want to pull you out?

...

“Ah, Ran!” you grabbed a fistful of his hair as you buck your hips meeting every lap that his tongue was making on your folds. He was eating your pussy out like it was his last meal; not wasting any juices, he was licking every niche as he spreads you out with his fingers.

Your juices keep on seeping out of your cunt, making the cushions of his sofa wet but it was never Ran’s worry. He doesn’t fucking care what you do to his couch.

Every move makes your body arch, he was playing with your pussy like a determined player— very eager to see you squirt your cum on his mouth. He sucks, licks and nibbles on your pussy. Licking your clit with the tip of his tongue in a circular motion with great fervor.

He pulled his head up for a bit and looks at your ‘not yet fucked but fucked-out face’ already and to your glistening sex, wet with your juices with the mix of his saliva.

There was a proud look in his face, but mostly admiring how you have the prettiest and fresh cunt— soon to be fucked by him. Just the thought makes his dick throb with anticipation but he needs to get you ready before stuffing your hole with his huge as fuck cock.

“Feels good, hm? You taste so good.”

“Yes- ah! Fuck!”

He focuses his tongue on your clit and slowly enters one finger inside your hole, you gripped his arm, “Relax, okay?”

You whimpered his name as he continues to stretch your hole out using his one finger, licking your clit so devotedly to distract you. He successfully enters his finger and not long he was thrusting it in and out your pussy.

You were a mess; whimpering, squirming and your juices won’t stop oozing out from your slit making it easy for Ran to enter one more finger. “Look how good you take my fingers already, hm. You’re doing so good.”

“Ah- Ran! So g-good... Fuck.”

“You feel really good, yeah? Doin’ great, sweetheart.” if it’s possible, his praises made you so much more turned on, he looks at you like his trophy, like his chef-d'oeuvre.

He made you like this.

He lifts himself up from in between your legs, hands still pumping in and out of your pussy. “Lift your shirt up, baby.”

You were too immersed from this pleasurable feeling that you oblige to his demands without even batting an eyelash. He has got you under a spell that you can’t even break yourself free.

Ran bit his lip when he saw the soft swell of your tits, your perky nipples just begging for him to put inside his mouth. And that he did; he licked your nipple, twirl his tongue around, bite it a bit before enveloping your mound inside his mouth whilst he fucks you with his fingers.

Ran scoured your insides with his fingers, eagerly and desperate to find that one spot that would make you go crazy- “Ran! Fuck! S-stop! Ah- something’s coming.. shit- “

He lets go of your breast with a pop and looks at your face, “Already?”

“H-huh?”

“That’s your cum, baby. Just let it out, okay? Don’t hold back.”

“But- “

Ran pressed his lips on yours before you could even protest, his tongue delved inside your mouth making you taste yourself. You whimper on his mouth as he continues to abuse that spot over and over again until you feel an uncanny knot, untying on your lower abdomen.

“Mmmph- it’s coming- ah!” you mewled as you pulled away from the kiss, holding the sides of his shirt tightly as if your life depends on it. Not long, he heard that long satisfying moan along with your cum squirting all over his fingers.

“You did great, baby. So good for me.” he mumbled as he buries his face on your neck, planting small kisses on your jaw down to your collarbone. You panted for a bit, kind of dazed as you go down from your high.

“Uhm...” you paused; Ran pulled his head up to look at your angel-like features. “H-how about you?”

Well, you aren’t selfish. You wanted to make him feel good just as you. But the thing is, you don’t even know how.

However, Ran’s teaching you, right?

“Don’t worry about me. We’re just getting started.”

You were left with a bit of wide eyes, your mouth was slightly agape when Ran removed his sweatshirt, exposing his bareness to you. His chiseled abdomen, it was like staring at millions of treasure chest filled with gold that was just flashing and- he has another tattoo? And it’s bigger.

Compared to the one on his neck? You think it’s safe to say that it’s huge, it occupies the left part of his trunk to his upper extremity.

You’re starting to think that he isn’t some normal, ordinary college student.

Who are you, Ran Haitani?

That’s the question you should’ve asked him before all this. Before things escalated but it’s too late now, is it?

Before you could speak, Ran settled himself in between your thighs, his body just above yours and drowned you once again with his kisses, sucking, licking and nibbling on your lips. You hold onto his nape and gripped it a bit as he grinds his clothed crotch on your bare pussy.

The next you knew he wraps his arm around your body and lifts you up to sit back on his lap, Ran pulls away. Licking the inside of his cheek as he looks at your face while he puts the strands of your hair on the back of your ear, “You’re a good girl, right? You want me to feel good too?”

“Yeah.” you answered shyly.

Ah, your innocence makes him feel as if he was about to nut on his pants. You’re so pure and he will taint you, he will paint your canvas. Soon you will be Ran Haitani’s greatest masterpiece.

That’s why you’re kneeling in front of him, with his cock in your hand as he instructs you, “Slowly.. yeah. Fuck, just like that.”

Ran watches you with a proud look in his eyes while you look up to him with your doe eyes, as if you were hungry for his approval. “Like this?”

“Hm, yeah. You can also do this,” he held your hand and pumps his cock using your hand, turning your hand a bit as you stroke his dick upwards— thumb striking his tip every now and then. When he felt like you got it, he lets go of your hand. “So good, little lamb. Fuck- not too tight.”

“You want to put it in your mouth, yeah?” you nodded, “Go ahead.”

You leaned your head on his dick, hand still pumping his shaft as you give his slit kitten licks making him grunt a bit. “Don’t be afraid to explore your tongue, darling.”

You were wavering for a bit but you’re already this far to be hesitating, you know. You went from kitten licks to your tongue twirling around his tip, wrapping your lips around his shaft and bobs your head slowly.

Ran hissed and lets out a small moan, holding your head— probably stopping himself from gripping your hair. He was starting to think that this isn’t your first time doing this because he feels so good. “So good, baby. Keep going- that’s it.”

The sight of you kneeling for him and serving his dick like this makes him want to cream all over your mouth and make you swallow all of his cum. Fuck’s sake.

Ran gently pulled your head away as he stood up from the couch, grabbing your hair gently. “Stay still. I’m going to fuck your mouth, breathe through your nose, alright?”

You simply nodded, Ran grins at you and gathers your hair in a pony as he holds it with his hand while the other was lining his dick on the entrance of your mouth. Slowly, he entered your mouth again. Hips jerking in a slow pace, adjusting you. “Oh, fuck. You still okay? Gonna move fast now.”

He didn’t even bother waiting for your answer, he gripped your hair harshly and ruts his dick inside your mouth, your throat bracing on his cock making you gag— eyes welling up with tears now.

Ran didn’t pay any attention to that; he was enjoying how much you surrender to him that you’re willing to let him just fuck your mouth like this. He threw his head back, eyes squeezed as he buries his dick on the warmth of your mouth. “Fuck. Fuck. So good for me, pretty girl. You take me- “ grunt “so well.”

He was too far from his sane mind that he was ignoring the way you gently tap his thighs, the way that the gentle taps turn into a grip; imprinting your fingers on his complexion.

“Fuck!” he moans out, cum dripping from his cock and straight to your throat. He looks down at you, “Swallow.”

He lets go of your hair; you were coughing as soon as you take his semen down. Your jaw was a bit raw, there was a bit of cum dripping down on the side of your lips and Ran took the liberty of wiping it using his thumb and shoving it in your mouth, “We don’t want to waste my cum now, do we?”

You mewl as you suck his thumb, earning a gratified look from him. “Such a good angel.”

Ran pulled you up and held your butt, you jumped a bit and wrapped your legs around his waist as he carries you to his bedroom and not long, you were slammed on his soft mattress.

“Gonna fuck you so good.” he grunted as he swipes his tip up and down your drenched pussy. “You want that?”

“Please.”

“Fuck, don’t beg like that. You’re going to make me nut again.” a crazed grin was visible on his lips, dark lusty eyes looking down at you. “You want this, hm? You want to be stuffed with my cock?”

He pumps his cock a bit before lining his tip on your entrance, and slowly pushing his cock in. It was just half of his dick but you were screaming already, “A-ah— Ran! So big... p-pull out. So, big. I can’t.”

Your whining was making him turn on even more, he chuckles and leans down on your ear. “Relax. It will feel good. Just hold on to me.” he soothes you.

“F-fuck!” you cried out when he pushes all the way, you were so fucking tight. Your walls were clenching around his throbbing dick. “R-ran- “

“It will feel good, baby.” he rubs your clit using his thumb, trying to distract your pain with pleasure“You’ll get used to it, I promise.”

Your legs were already trembling, your cunt was getting so stretched out by his dick. It wasn’t that painful but it feels like you are being ripped apart. He moved to pull out but not fully, then he pushes again.

He repeats that over and over again until your whimpers turned into loud moans. “Feel good?”

Your grip on his shoulder loosens a bit and he took that as a signal. “I’m going to move a bit faster now, okay?”

He didn’t wait for your answer and gives one deep push before moving in a pace that leaves you chanting his name with incoherent profanities while scratching his back. Your whole body was moving, tits bouncing with every deep thrust that he was making.

Ran was so fucking glad that you approached him that day because he gets to taste you. He gets to fuck your virgin cunt raw, feeling your smooth velvet walls pulsate around his cock. You’re his own art, he will sculpt your cavern with the form of his cock. He grunts as he held your hips, “So fucking tight. Fuck, your pussy feels so fucking good.”

“R-ran!”

“Fucking tight. This pussy’s mine, yeah?” his pace fastens, “This pretty little cunt is only mine.”

You were spewing out noises that you don’t even know that you could do, all of that was because of this man who’s rutting his cock inside you. You don’t know how many lecherous moans and profanities came out of your mouth today. This isn’t you, but you guess there’s just something about this stranger that gave yourself to him easily.

“I—” before you could even finish your sentence, you creamed all over his cock. Your body was jolting with every thrust. You hear the skin slapping, his balls hitting your ass along with loud splashing noises because of your juices.

“Fuck, you came again?” he chuckled deeply, dick still going in and out of your pussy while his tip was abusing your spot over and over. He held your legs above his arm to hit your spot properly, making you scream because of overstimulation.

“Ran! Fuck! Please— A-ah!”

But he shows you no mercy, he was far from the soft gentleman earlier. He fucks you with the intent of him reaching his high, and not long he pulled out of your cunt as he pumps his dick— his cum splashing on your abdomen and some of it reached your tits.

You both panted. Ran falls beside you while you both look at the ceiling. You can’t even move your body; your legs were feeling a bit numb from getting fucked out. As for your first time, it didn’t disappoint.

It exceeded what you had imagined in your mind.

Ran made you feel all sorts of things that you had never felt before, and now you’re thinking that maybe giving him your first time wasn’t a bad idea at all.

Or is it?

“Are you really who you say you are?” you asked him with a bit of raspy voice, you were still short on breath but the doubt on your mind earlier came back now that you were getting back.

You heard him chuckle, it was the question that he has been waiting for all along. “If I say I’m not, what would you do?”

“I...” you sighed, “I don’t know. So, you’re not really who you say you are? Are you a college student even?”

Ran contemplates it for a bit before answering you, “I’m not.”

You feel your ears perk up, you turned your head to look at him and he was still staring at the ceiling. “Then... who are you? What do you do? Why did you hire me...?”

Maybe because he looks at you like a rare gem that he wanted to keep. Your beauty was a unique one for him. Just looking at you unexplainably makes him senseless.

He turned to face you and pointed the tattoo on his neck, “You’re really innocent, no? You don’t recognize this tattoo? You can see this on the news or do you not watch it?”

Your brows furrowed as you examine that tattoo on his neck. That's what you said earlier, it's familiar.

In tokyo, the conflict with a group ‘bonten’ intensifies as they continue to harm the public.

“Bonten...?” you mumbled, he just looked at you intently while you fit the pieces together. And when you finally realized it, your eyes widen.

“You’re a part of Bonten?!”

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iwaizumi was... overwhelmed, to say the least.

the past few days had been such a whirlwind of change that hajime could barely properly process, much less appropriately react to it all, so he behaved much like a zombie, saying yes when prompted, signing papers when told, and packing up what was his entire life for the past 11 months.

wow. iwaizumi collapsed on his bed as he scanned his now barren bedroom. he’d been here for almost a year and yet, all his belongings were in boxes within a couple of days.

hajime couldn’t keep the disbelieving chuckle from escaping his chest as he leaned back on his bed, dark brown eyes trained on the ceiling.

it felt like he’d spent such a large chunk of his life trapped in this house, under the foot of the woman who he thought he’d marry but in reality, he’d been in little leagues longer than he’d been in love.

iwaizumi scoffed and rolled his eyes. yeah, “in love”. it’d been about a week since his whole life started to unravel and he had hardly seen, let alone spoken to meiko throughout that entire time.

over text, she’d sworn up and down that she loved and cared about him but as she passed by him packing his things a few days ago, she’d barely spared him a second glance.

hajime wasn’t going to lie. it hurt. he’d opened his heart up to her, something he didn’t do easily, and she’d taken his trust and used it to twist him into her weapon.

he always believed he was stronger than this — he’d never forget his mother telling him so when he was younger. he had fallen and scraped his knee yet he refused to cry to keep from upsetting his mom. iwaizumi existed to live up to what his mother thought of him but here he was, completely enveloped in meiko’s shit, doing her dirty work and following her bidding like some mutt.

god, toorū was right. he really was her bitch.

“i could hear you thinking from down the hall, iwa-chan.” speak of the devil...

oikawa stood at his doorway, leaning against the frame with a posture that seemed relaxed at first glance but if you looked a little closer, you’d notice the tenseness in his shoulders and the tightness of his smile.

hajime quickly sat up on his bed before motioning for his old friend to enter. “uh, yeah,” he began, his voice cracking a little from disuse, “i have a lot to think about.”

the light haired brunette let out an understanding hum before wandering into the room, sharp observant eyes darting to look at all the empty walls. “looks like you’re all packed.”

“pretty much,” iwaizumi nodded before the room fell into an awkward silence, the two childhood friends completely avoiding one another’s eyes.

“look, i-“

“iwa-chan, i’m-“

they both paused for a moment before bursting into laughter, the sound carrying into the hall and throughout the house.

hajime wiped a few stray tears from his eyes, shaking his head at their awkwardness. “you first, shittykawa.”

toorū gasped in halfhearted mock offense before quickly sobering up, training iwaizumi with a completely serious look. “i’m sorry and before you go on some bullshit, self sacrificing rant, you’re not the only one to blame for what happened to our friendship.”

he sighed while making his way to iwaizumi’s bed, sitting down gently beside him. “i should’ve known better, okay? i shouldn’t have let my jealousy and insecurities get in between us but i guess i got swept up in the attention, yknow? meiko is actually charming when she wants to be.”

iwaizumi nodded in agreement, knowing all too well how compelling meiko could be. the room fell into a more comfortable silence as both boys escaped into their thoughts, questions about the future of their friendship flitting throughout their minds.

“oh!” oikawa was pulled out of his own head at hajime’s exclamation, his eyes moving to observe his friend dig through his pockets to procure a thick white envelope. “here. i’d like you to give this yn.”

all toorū could do was nod, his brain short circuiting at the sight of iwaizumi’s apparent kindness to the woman he tormented for so long. “uh, what’s in it?” he ventured to ask, his soft hands toying with the sealed envelope flap.

a soft chuckle came from across the bed. “don’t be so nosy toorū, just give it to her, yeah?” oikawa rolled his eyes but obliged, the bed creaking as he stood to his feet.

“so... this is it, huh?” it was like the reality of the situation was just now sinking in — they hadn’t been close in a while but iwaizumi was still his best friend and he wasn’t quite ready to let him go.

they’d been through so much together, practically growing up together and now, they’d only see each other on holidays, if even then, and then he’d never be invited to hajime’s wedding as his best man as they’d planned and he also wouldn’t be the coolest uncle/godfather of iwa’s children and—

“fuck no,” hajime scoffed with a bright grin on his face. “thought you were gonna annoy me til the end of time shittykawa. don’t tell me you’re quitting your job now.”

the hidden meaning behind iwaizumi’s words brought tears to oikawa’s eyes and before he could stop himself, he launched his body into iwa’s arms. hajime hesitated, his hands stuttering at toorū’s sides as though he’d forgotten how to hug but the feeling passed, his arms winding around his friend’s lithe waist.

“‘m gonna miss you hajime,” oikawa’s voice came out as a broken whimper, his arms tightening around his shoulders.

iwaizumi hummed instead of responding, too afraid of his voice cracking under the weight of his emotions. they stood there for a moment but the honk of the moving truck outside signaled the both of them of their limited time.

hurriedly, oikawa wiped the tears off his cheeks before waving awkwardly at iwaizumi as he left the room with a friendly, “don’t be a stranger.”

and then he was gone.

toorū finally allowed himself to collapse into sobs on his best friends empty bed, his palms pressing into his eyes as he sat there and just let himself feel.

apparently, he wasn’t crying very quietly because it took only a few moments for you to find him, your soft footsteps alerting him to your presence. oikawa scrambled to wipe away what he knew was an unattractive mixture of tears and snot as you got closer.

you were one of the last people he wanted to see him like this.

“hey,” you whispered, standing a few feet away from him. “um, i know this is probably a bad time but i just wanted to thank you for apologizing? back at the awards show?”

toorū sniffed as he looked up at you with confusion written on his face. “what? you shouldn’t thank me for apologizing. ‘s common courtesy.”

you laughed softly, nodding in agreement. “well, not always. so, thank you.” finished with your piece and not too keen on lingering where you weren’t wanted, you moved towards the door but were swiftly stopped before you got there.

“um, here. it’s from iwa-chan.” you gaped at the thick envelope oikawa was handing you before taking it and opening it, a low curse falling from your lips.

inside the package was a dense wad of cash, more money than you’d seen in months. accompanied with it was a letter, written in beautifully loopy handwriting.

you shut it quickly before oikawa could see, stuffing the envelope deep within your pocket where you could access it alone in the depths of your room.

“do you wanna come eat? last i heard, bokuto and tsumu were doing a cooking competition and i’m sure it’ll be fun to watch.” you were severely thrown off by the money and letter but you were determined to show toorū that you’d accepted his apology and were on your way to making amends.

he gave you a shy nod and trailed behind you to the kitchen, the loud sounds of fire and screaming coming from down the hall. you wanted to focus on the fun and merriment but the envelope was practically burning a hole in your pocket.

later that night, you finally got the chance to open the letter and read it, your former manager’s words bringing tears to your eyes.

dear yn,

i’m probably the last person you expected to hear from. you probably didn’t want to hear from me at all if i’m being honest and i don’t blame you. i know there is nothing i can say that could make up for what i’ve done to you but i’d like to try.

i’m sorry. those words don’t nearly express in and of themselves how truly remorseful i am but they needed to be said. there’s no excuse for how i treated you — not meiko, not my stress, absolutely nothing.

you deserved my common decency and respect and i didn’t give that to you. instead, i abused my position and made your life hell. i’ll never forgive myself for that.

uh, i bet you’re wondering what the money is? i promise i’m not trying to pay you off, it’s just all the money i’ve denied you since you moved here. i have a lot of wrongs to right and this is one of them.

sorry, i’m not very good with words but i just wanted you to know that i’m very sorry for everything that i’ve done. and i’m in no place to make demands or anything but i just wanted to ask if you’d keep an eye on oikawa for me.

he’s strong but he’s also vulnerable. he might be a pain in my ass but he’s my best friend and since i can’t keep him from drowning, i was wondering if you’d do that - not for me but for him.

anyways, this letter is shit but i suppose you get the gist. use the money for whatever you want and if you’re as unselfish as i’ve heard, you don’t owe me anything. you don’t owe me money, kindness, or forgiveness.

take care of yourself,

iwaizumi hajime

℗ poker face

so... this is it

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yaomomvs · 3 years

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— BEING INARIZAKI’S TEAM MANAGER AND A SECRET VOLLEYBALL PLAYER

inarizaki x f!manager

this is part of a hcs series, let me now what team you want next <3

okay so actually you ended being the manager because the girls volleyball team had already closed the application time

so you you were really looking forward to it and omg you were so sad about it

after being rejected, you were just peacefully going through the gym and you heard laughter from a bunch of guys

you recognized kosaku since he was in your class and waved at him.

and so, they were talking about getting a manager since this team is pretty much a lot to handle

and so since kosaku knew you were hard working and that the first idea that popped out oh his head was that if you wanted to try out.

kita respectfully introduced himself and asked if you were willingly try out 🥺🥺🥺 like what a man 🥺🥺

and mostly because the twins having fangirls always made this process kind of difficult, so instead kita and aran wanted to make sure it was someone who at least was trusted by one of them

and not to brag but bestie you are gorgeous

so it was a win win

atsumu refused to this because as the jerk he usually is, he said that he didn’t need any help

that son of a bitch

he was being soooo petty mainly after you said “oh don’t worry kita, idiots are not my type”

osamu fell in love with you ❗️

and aran

and suna

and well the team.

and so, looking at the other court where the girl vbc was training you said that it was something.

every! single! practice! is! chaotic!

but somehow you managed them so well

atsumu is still trying to prove that he doesn’t but oh boy he is the first one to requiere your help

you better believe this guys are your simps and are constantly competing over someone who a year ago could never imagine they had

your attention? the best way to prove each other they were superior

in away games, god bless the idiot that wants to even dares to try to do a move on you

they are lowkey intimidating

not but seriously

specially and surprisingly kita and aran

son como esos niños mamones fresas que de cierto modo les tienes miedo

besides

this team? over the moon for you

and tbh, they were so grateful for you, you did a lot for them that they started to feel some kind of embarrassing how before they wouldn’t know how to do basic stuff like cooking for camps, labeling they jerseys correctly, searching for new equipment like they love you

anyways that however was kinda sus to them

it all started when somehow you learned so quickly, and the technical stuff was not hard to understand as to others

surprisingly the first one to notice was suna

you could have said something but tbh

you still look forward to play volleyball like more seriously even as a hobby

BUT

you’d rather be dead than telling your team that’s what you wanted because

a) they could think you only joined to learn volleyball and not help them

b) you had your pride, you want to be recognized by your own merits rather than “of course, they are inarizaki’s manager if they weren’t they could have never been this good”

so you still played volleyball but hid from them

there was a gym nearby where constant tournaments were held

you were a ghost because knowing damn well your boys could go there at any moment you decided to take some precautions

like nickname and position was everything they knew about you

your teammates loved you, so they respected your private life, and it was kind of cool

but what you were not expecting is that for some reason, omimi had followed you one day bc you forgot something after practice.

being a friday it meant for some weird reason you always rushed out

“sus” suna says everytime

so he catches you going out to the gym and maybe, he thought, you were just going to workout or see someone

BUT THIS GUYS EYEBALLS ALMOST FALL WHEN HE SEES TOY RUSH AND TAKE OFF YOUR SCHOOL UNIFORM SHIRT AND TIE TO FUCKING REVEAL A JERSEY WUTH A #3 on it

bye you broke him

and so he tries to process it normally

key word: tries

and here we are him being interrogated by the team incredulous to his words.

ay first they interrogated him being overprotective by the fact that he was spending more time with you but when he tells them what he saw god dammit

they loose it when they find out.

and so, tsumu says something that everyone agrees with him for the first time

“let’s go and spy”

“i swear to god if y/n finds out...”

“shut up aran, unless you want to make it obvious and reveal our identity dumbass!”

“tsumu, the disguises are awful”

“come on kita not you too!”

“what if”

“akagi shut up all of you agreed with the idea”

“osamu you suck”

and so there they go. trying to find you in the sea of people at the entrance, not having a clear view yet, they only search for the navy blue and white uniform that omimi described to them when he saw you.

and then almost as if it was the gods plan, they started hearing whispers of people around mentioning the arrival of one of the most popular teams out there.

“come on what the big deal-” suna started saying, however your figure appeared and he instantly turned into a babbling mess.

as well as the rest of inarizaki vbc.

osamu had to double check to assure himself that it indeed was you, beautiful as ever, walking alongside your hot and apparently talented team.

minutes later, they were standing in the bleachers as quiet as they could. they spotted you.

“A SETTER” atsumu jumped of his seat and had to be scolded by aran who was also surprised by the position you were going to be playing.

“wasn’t expecting that” ginjima talks saying what everyone was currently thinking.

behind them was a couple of guys, who apparently did not know how lower their comments.

“the setter is kinda cute” “wow look at that” oml please even aran who was the voice of reason had the urge to punch them in the face.

still they decided to just focus on your game who has now been started. and even tho they wanted to not do it, they couldn’t help analyzing you and your moves in the court. it was natural, well because they were players and very good ones it’s inevitable for them to compare and to study the way you played more than anything.

they were not expecting you to be this good. almost everything in your technique was polished, your tema work was remarkable and god bless your ability to read the blockers.

but there was a moment when they just saw the panoramic view of your skills. atsumu could see your tired expression, the sweat on your body, he just knew you were feeling now the adrenaline of the last moments of the set.

still you yelled a “we will take it” and then, with the others team hope hanging on a thread, the ball came to your libero, which perfectly passed the ball to you.

there was greed in your eyes, so scary that kita for a moment feared for the other team.

and it was when you did the setter dump that your whole team stood up in pure shock.

who were you and why were you hiding?

sadly the boys screamed way too loud which lead to you, after you made the last point and give the history to your tema, lifted up your gaze and saw a bunch of idiots wearing hats and everything in between.

suna and tsumu ran the fastest in the team directly to the gate, and the with a bunch of losers behind them,

because after everything you were there arms crossed and a murderous look in your eyes.

“IM TOO YOUNG TO DIE Y/N” “osamu shut up!”

they, once you made sure to pinch each and everyone’s ears, starred bombarding questions on how did you managed to learned that and why you did ikr tell them

“come on guys, in school i’m already looked down at just because it’s you! so could you imagine me being a inarizaki student trying to move without your name?”

kita forced them to shut up and aran felt a a kind of guilt

as week as everyone else

“don’t worry y/n, we know now what it’s like to not being your own author.”

and so, they just told you how proud they were.

“maybe we are jerks but y/n we are your jerks, and over there or respect to you has just grown up”

suna the says “you’ve been there all of the time for a while now, i guess it out time to return the favor”

and so ever since then they alwaaaaays try to be at your games

like pls once the referee said one of your serves was out and from the bleachers he screaaaaaaamed, he claims that it was definitely in

kita always gives you some food after a game or practice

talking about practice

even if you are there for being a manager they always try to, at least half an hour before ending practice, they have a quick game with you playing alongside them or just including you in their repeats etc

and goooood bless once again anyone who tried to look down at you.

because after being constantly on you games ofc people started recognizing them as the inarizaki power house

if they heard someone relying your talent on them pls make sure they five them the coldest look ever

like ‘nah bro i dare you to say that one more time’

*knive eyes*

and

even some girls attend your games trying to flirt with them

you know what they do?

they brush them off and say “sorry, my type is y/n” suna says and the are 😳

pretty much everyone does this

come on even aran

inarizaki best boys 🥺🥺🥺

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mrsmelaninhood · 3 years

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pairing: calum hood x black/poc/plus size reader

warnings: smut and explicit language (if you are NOT 18+, gtfo)

A/N: It's been soooo long since I've written smut (or anything really) so take it easy on me pls. 🥺 this is the beginning of calum's and y'ioné's stories so, enjoy.

FEEDBACK IS ALWAYS WELCOMED 😊

The club was packed. Ever since the vaccine had been released and states begun to fully reopen. Everyone jumped at the opportunity to forget about Covid-19 ever happening.

Y'ione had just graduated with her Associates Degree in Business and her family had surprised her with a month trip to Santa Jose, California. She went to school at The University of Arizona, so she wasn’t too far away from her family.

Usually she would have declined but having spend 60+ credit hours studying and taking exams, she thought fuck it. She deserved this at least.

If she hadn’t downed half of her bottle of Patrón, she would have complained about the flabs under her arms moving slightly. How her thick thighs and backside encouraged her dress to seem shorter than it really was and her soft stomach peeking slightly through her dress but she was having too good of a time to really care. She had on a short brown cabo dress with black strap heels and her hair was in its natural anti-gravity curly state.

“You seem to be having a good time.” She barely caught the masculine accent from behind her but Y’ioné always tried to remain cautious whenever she went to a public outing especially since she had a open bottle in her hand.

“If you can’t have fun by yourself then you’re not a fun person period.”

She turned around to face Calum Hood from the Australian band, 5 Seconds of Summer. The first thing she noticed was his pearly white teeth and the smirk on his face. She didn’t even hide the fact that she was checking him out.

Everyone checks everyone out. Who cares?

The only major differences is that he almost had a full-fledged beard and his black curls was now shoulder length. Y’ioné could tell that his hair was long enough to throw up into a mini bun. He was wearing a dark blue striped flannel, black jeans and combat boots.

“Can’t argue with that.” He shrugged. "Don't tell me that you came alone?"

"Just graduated and my friend won't be here until next week. I'm not waiting 'till then to have a good time."

Unknown to her, Calum was also checking out the woman in front of him. She was dancing by herself with such confidence and looked at peace. The silk dress outlined her curves and very blessed assets. The dark curls on her head bounced with each sway and step she took.

Calum would've kept admiring her if she hadn't something to pull him out of his trance. “Shouldn’t you be in a V.I.P. section with your friends?"

"Hm, I needed to stretch... was getting a bit cramped."

“ And why are you walking around in a club without security?” Y'ioné raised an eyebrow in suspicion. Honestly, she was still shocked that the exchange was still happening.

She squeezed her bottle closer to her chest, feeling her anxiety growing. She wasn’t nowhere near drunk as she had a high tolerance and she didn't smoke so she wasn’t hallucinating either.

Was she being pranked? No. Calum Hood isn't the type to pull a prank on a fan, right?

“Awe, are you worried about me?” He smirked leaning on the bar.

She rolled his eyes at his cockiness. Yes, he was attractive as hell but come on.

“Hardly.” She scoffed. “Knowing my luck. One of your fans are hiding in the corner, recording this little interaction.”

Calum shook his head as he let out a loud laugh.

“You’re funny. I just wanted to get my own drink. Besides, my ass was beginning to ache.”

“That’s what you get for being double cheeked up on a Friday night.” It slipped out Ione’s mouth before she could catch it. “Sorry, I swear I’m not trying to flirt with you. Not saying that you’re not attractive ‘cause you are but I have to make a joke when an opportunity arises or else I’ll lose my sanity.”

“Okay… It’s not the weirdest explanation I’ve ever heard.”

“Yeah. Sorry, uh, I never introduced myself. I’m Y’ione Harwood.” She stuck out her right hand. “Not that you’ll remember a nobody like me.”

“Hey, don’t say that. I always try to remember our fans.” He shook her hand and noticed that her brown tone against his lighter brown one looked pleasing together.

“Who said that I’m a fan?” You said with a straight face.

Calum’s eyes widen, he moved forward to apologize, “I’m so sorry—.”

“I’m kidding.” Y’ione smiled. “I had to.”

“That’s fucked up.” She shrugged in response.

“Accept taking a sip of my Patrón as a apology?” She offered the 200 ml his way.

“What kind of apology is that?” He laughed.

He’d be lying if he said that this woman didn’t intrigue him.

“I don’t know where your mouth has been.” He joked.

“Hasn’t been everywhere that yours has.” She swirled the clear liquor.

“Touché.” He took the bottle with slit eyes, “Why haven’t you passed out yet?”

“From talking to you or the alcohol?” She giggled.

“Both.” He felt the liquid burn down his throat as took a sip.

“High tolerance and you’re not Rihanna.” She said in a “duh” tone.

“I’m up there with Rihanna.” He and Y’ione had taken the vacant seats at the bar. Everyone else was up and grinding against a partner as Giveon played throughout the club. “Don’t even compare yourself to her.” She was laughing but the look on her face was serious.

“Damn. You’re harsh.” He took another sip before he handed Y’ione her alcohol back.

“I’m not everyone’s taste.” She kept eye contact as she poured the poison down her throat. Now she was flirting.

“The best ones usually aren’t.” He smirked back at her. Y’ione batted her false mink lashes with a smirk. “Are you flirting with me Mr. Hood?” “Is it working?” Calum hesitated a few seconds before he made the move to place his hand on her thigh.

“Maybe.” She licked her bottom lip swiping some clear gloss off.

He wrapped an arm around her neck, slowly pulling her towards him as to give her time to pull away if she felt uncomfortable. Y'ione rolled her eyes before she pressed her plump lips against his.

Calum felt himself grow hard.

“Oh! This is my song!" She cheered.

I just can't help but be sexual (whoa) Tell me your schedule (yeah)

Y'ione pulled him onto the dance floor before she turned around and rested her back against Calum's hard chest.

I got a lotta new tricks for you, baby Just sayin' I'm flexible (I will) I do what I can to get you off (I will)

"Might just fuck him with my makeup on." She tilted her head up to sing the lyrics into his ears as they continued to sway to the beat.

Calum turned slightly red. It wasn't often that he was caught off-guard, especially by a woman. He usually was the straightforward one to initiate sex or anything likewise. So this was different.

Before he could ask her to join him for the night at his place, she beat him to it. "Your place or mine?" He looked down to see big brown eyes staring into his.

"Mine?"

"I'm not trying to pressure you to take me to your place... I know that it's a huge risk. Just one slip up and your career is over with and I'd hate to even put you in that situation." He stared at her with the same intensity but he could see behind the heavy lust that there was also care.

"No. It's not-" She place her pointer finger against his lips.

"How about this? We go to my place since I suggested it and if tonight we hit it off, we can go to yours next time. Hm?"

Calum just nodded and with that, Y'ioné grabbed one of his hands and headed towards the entrance/exit.

Fortunately, there weren't any paparazzi around or else they would've been screwed.

The chill wind blew causing goosebumps to form over her brown arms. "Shit."

"Sorry, I can't be cliché with you love." She turned to face Calum with a confused expression. "I don't have a jacket to lend you."

She rolled her eyes. "I think I'll survive but thanks for the consideration." She frowned, "I completely forgot that I actually didn't drive tonight, since I planned on trying to get wasted."

"Luckily for you love. I have my keys." Calum pulled them out of his pocket with a smirk. He wrapped an arm around her shoulders and began leading them to where his vehicle was parked.

"Won't it be obvious seeing a random woman get into Calum Hood's car?" Y'ione whispered not wanted to draw attention from the few people that were hanging out on the sidewalk.

"Not if we hurry, beautiful." They arrived at the matte Mercedes Benz G-Wagon. He opened the door which she gave a quick "thank you" before hopping in. He jogged over to the driver's side pressing the "start" button to turn on the engine.

As she was putting her address into the car's GPS, Y'ioné couldn't help but giggled at the situation. They were sneaking around as if they were in high school.

"What's so funny?" Calum glanced at her.

"Nothing. Just thinking." She bit her lip as she looked out the window.

She was trying to calm herself down until they got to the hotel. Calum looked sexy as hell driving with his thick thighs slightly separated and his right arm resting on the dashboard. Not to mention the several tattoos peeking through the arms of his rolled up flannel.

God really does have favorites.

"You're a strange one."

"You're not the first and won't be last person to tell me that." She squeezed her already closed thighs.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Shoot."

"Do you usually have sex with your fans?"

Calum bit his bottom lip then let out a sigh, "I try to avoid it as much as possible so no, not usually."

"I'm sorry. It's really none of my business." Y'ioné started playing with her hands.

Why did I ask that?

"No, it's understandable... So you're a fan now, huh?" She could see him grinning from the corner of her eye.

"Depends on your performance, Hood."

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"Holy shit." Y'ione moaned out as Calum rocked back into her.

They had been going at it for 5 minutes and physically she adjusted to him fairly quickly but mentally, she still wasn't.

Foreign is not boring.

"Fuck." Calum growled as she pulled on his curls. "You're so wet."

"So I've been told." She squealed as he pinned her hands beside her head.

"You little minx." He crashes his lips against hers forcing his tongue through her plump lips.

This was a whole new field to Y'ione. Yeah, she's had sex before but never been sexed. Not like this. Calum had managed to pull two orgasms from here before they even started.

Y'ione didn't even know the she was so vocal until Calum entered her.

"O-Oh." She moaned as Calum threw one leg over his shoulder, allowing him to plunge into her soft walls even deeper.

"I'd be lying if I said that yours wasn't one of the best pussy's I've ever had." He said to immediately receive a slap against his hard chest making him smirk.

Even at her most vulnerable, she's feisty.

She pulled Calum's head towards her so that they maintained eye contact. "You know that my pussy and I are the best that you ever will have. Don't get it twisted Hood."

She lowered her leg to wrap it back around his waist before flipping them over so that she now was on top.

She planted her manicured nails against his hard chest and began to bounce causing the sound of their skin slapping to echo throughout the hotel room. He looked down to see where their bodies met and also where their fluids were building up.

"Damn." His hands moved to her squishy hips and began to help her ride him. Her dark cloud of hair covered the top of her forehead so that he could barely see her chocolate brown eyes. Her lip gloss was wipe away from all their kissing and her makeup was just starting to run down her face. She looked beautiful.

"Are you about to cum Hood?" He could feel her velvet walls squeezing telling him that she was close.

Good, so was he.

She breathed out as he pulled her down against his chest and started to pound rapidly into her making her scream.

"Oh! C-Calum- I-." He felt her before he heard her. They both let out noises of pleasure before settling down.

Y'ioné stayed laying on Calum's chest not wanting to interrupt the space of euphoria they created.

She felt him brush a puff of curls from her face. "So... how was my performance?" She giggled smiling up at him shyly.

"It wasn't bad."

"Wasn't bad? I guess that we have to go again-"

"No! It was good, okay! Besides-"

"You can't handle any more." He threw an arm behind his head.

"Please, I'm hungry." She scoffed. "I need to replenish my energy." She pointed a finger into his chest. "Thanks to someone."

"You asked, I delivered." He shrugged.

"Anyways, now a girl is craving In-N-Out since Whataburger isn't a thing in the west." She reached for her phone to see that it was 11:26 PM.

"I remember going to one of those when we touring in the South. The burgers are pretty big." He stood up and she had to turn her head away before she jumped his bones.

"Calum, go shower." She was meet with silence. "Did yo-" She looked up to see Calum in her face. "Ah! Back up!"

He chuckled, "You don't want to shower with me?"

"God knows I'd love to only if..."

"If?" He leaned even closer to her face. She pushed him back with her hands causing the white sheet to fall down, exposing her upper half.

She quickly covered her chest as he continued to stare, "You keep your hands to yourself." She pointed which Calum grinned in response. “Behave.”

"It'll be hard but I'll do my best." He bit his lip as he watched her walk past him and into the bathroom suite.

"Come on Hood."

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Y'ioné let out a yawn as she played with the curls in her bun. She was now wearing sweatpants, an old tee, and jandals. Calum fortunately had spare clothes in his car so he had changed into sweatpants and a black tee.

Wearing sweatpants like they didn’t just get through fucking. Smh.

"Got ‘em." Calum said once he sat down in the drivers seat, holding a white bag that had grease stains at the bottom.

"Are you sure that I couldn't pay?" She frowned. She was used to being asked if she could pay for meals by the guys she talked to.

"Yes. There's no way in hell, I'd let you pay. Not after the fantastic sex." He joked.

"That makes me sound like a prostitute." She groaned.

"Love, just eat." He rolled his eyes sticking a fry into her mouth.

"So fucking good." Y'ioné moaned out which Calum laughed at.

"I've heard that sentence before."

"Shut it. I’m focusing.

It wasn't long before they had finished the food and Calum was walking her back to her hotel room.

"So..." He started.

"Please don't make this awkward." She laughed. "I guess I'll see you around."

"You will."

"I'm not a booty call." She hummed playfully.

"That's not what I meant. You're weird and you have a temper but you're cool and fun to be around. So if you want to hang while you're here, let me know." He bent down and planted a kiss to her cheek which she rolled her eyes at.

"Cliché, Hood."

"Sometimes, I can be." He shrugged. "Goodnight, Y'ioné."

She smiled, "Goodnight, Calum."

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xpeachesncream · 3 years

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acquainted | six

> series masterlist | series playlist <

summary: the biggest goal of a grad student is to get through school in one piece - no petty drama involved, no sweating over the little things. however, that plan almost always never follows through. sometimes, you can’t help but fall into the most unthinkable, unexpected traps and learn the hard way. like, exhibit a: being unable to resist your engaged, substitute teacher, kim seokjin.

pairing: jungkook x reader x engaged!teacher!seokjin

genre: grad school au, student life au | fluff, angst, smut

words: 4.7k

warnings: unprotected sex, begging, rough sex, doggy style, hair pulling, very slight dirty talk, slight hints of jealousy, very brief moment of spit play, oral (f. receiving), breast play, cum eating, fingering, multiple orgasms, marking/hickeys, cussing/mature language, angst, cuddling/after care, mentions of car accident/death, insecurities, unanswered questions, dont really know wtf this is or where it’s going, love triangle mess

tags: @laurynne5 @yiyi4657 @miinoongi @teamtardis-notdead @bluesharksandfish @photographic-girl @yonkoghan @moonchild1 (pls msg me if you would like to be added to the taglist!)

The Uber ride is silent, and part of you started to question whether or not you should continue. But, before you could really talk some sense into yourself, you had arrived at Jin's house.

You remember him dropping his address into your text thread after Chance's death anniversary, in case you ever needed anything. For which specific reasons, you had no idea what. Maybe for times like these? You were beginning to think this is what he planned all along.

As you slowly walked up to the front of his perfect family sized home up in Orinda, you felt a little weird seeing his car and what you assume is Grace's car. You also remember him briefly saying Grace would be in New York, but you double check your receipts just to make sure [on some serious hoe shit]. If anything, you could just make up some weird, bullshit excuse and run away, right? Pull the drunk student card. Hopefully, you wouldn't have to.

You ring the doorbell once and stand there awkwardly. You didn't hear any movement in the house, although the lights were on, so you hit the doorbell once more, the cold settling into your skin as the minutes go by. This was the moment you started to really question your decision. Like what the fuck, Y/N? What are we—

Lo and behold, Jin answers the door. He looks like he had just hopped out the shower since he showed up in sweats, a white longsleeve and damp hair.

"Sorry, I just hopped out the shower." He steps aside to let you in, almost like he already expected you to show up.

"It's alright." You fiddle with your fingers.

"It's freezing, are you cold? Do you want a sweater?" You look down at your leggings and the thin sweater you grabbed.

"I'm good, thanks." You say softly as you follow him deeper into the house. It's quiet for the most part, and you feel incredibly awkward walking behind him like a lost child. He stops in his kitchen, pouring himself a glass of water.

"Water? Or anything to drink? Eat, even? I might have something I could whip up for you really quickly." You chuckle.

"No, don't worry."

"Soooo, wanna tell me what you're doing here Y/N?" He chuckles at you.

"Don't flatter yourself, Jin."

"Can't help it since Jungkook doesn't seem to live here." He smirks, his hands now dug deep into the pockets of his sweats. You can't help but marvel at the sight of his long, veiny arms and the way his collarbone is poking out from his longsleeve. Oh, the thought of his hands wrapping around your neck.

"Ha-ha, very funny." You say sarcastically, crossing your arms.

"Just going along with your game." He's now closer and towering over you, subtly biting his bottom lip as he looks down at you. "You have fun with my stepbrother tonight?"

"And if I did?" At this point, your knees are buckling and you're about ready to pounce on this man with the way he's been acting.

"So then let me ask again - what are you doing here, Y/N?" His voice slightly deepened as his finger rose your chin for you to look him in the eye.

"Why ask when you know?"

"Cause I wanna hear it."

"You really wanna hear why?" You say, almost at a whisper.

"Yeah, I do." He edges his face closer to yours, the lust very apparent and strong as hell between the both of you. "Or you can show me." You suddenly can no longer hold yourself off, forgetting the events that played out until this moment. You instantly throw your bag aside and jump onto him, kissing him as he wraps his arms tightly around you to hold you up. He doesn't break the kiss as he's making his way up to the bedroom.

He gently lays you on the bed, taking off his shirt before aiding you with yours. You bite your bottom lip as you gush at the sight of his upper body, your panties feeling more soaked by the minute. You wanted every bit of him, and you were ready to get filthy, fulfilling every need Grace couldn't. He snatches your leggings off, tossing them across the room. His large hands are feeling down your entire body as he deeply kisses you. His lips move down to your jaw, then down to your neck, his tongue swiping across your skin before nipping and sucking on the surface to leave his mark. You let out a moan while your hands are in his hair.

"Fuck me, Jin. Pleeeease." You mewl as he's sucking on each breast, his tongue toying with your nipples before gently sucking and nibbling on them. He makes his way down your stomach and to your inner thighs, his long fingers hooking onto your panties and shoving them aside.

"God, Y/N. You have no idea how bad I've been wanting to fuck you." He says lowly before he lowers his mouth onto your wet pussy. He instantly swipes his tongue down your folds, sucking all the wetness that leaks out. You let out a breathy moan when the sensation hits you, sending chills and goosebumps down your body. He inserts two digits, biting his lip at the sound your pussy makes every time he curves upwards and picks up the pace.

"Ohhhhh my god." You moan as you slightly arch your back and palm your breasts, toying with your own nipples as he continues to finger you and suck on your clit like no tomorrow. "Mmmmmm, fuck!" You almost yell as one hand is gripping the sheets, trying your hardest to hold on for as long as you could, but this man was really about to make you cum right at this moment.

And so he does. He makes you cum so fucking hard your body needs to be held down from how bad you're trembling. All you want is more, and he knows you want more. He pulls you to the edge of the bed, ready to line himself up with your entrance but you take his cock in your hand and jerk him off for a bit. His cock is long, and the perfect thickness. His tip red and angry, pooling with pre-cum that your thumb is swirling around and playing with. Your free hand is grabbing his other hand and inserting the two digits he used to finger you into your mouth, sucking each digit slowly. He can't even fucking bear this sight right now, or else he'll probably blow his load right onto you. His eyes are rolling to the back of the head and all he can think about is fucking you so hard that the headboard almost breaks the wall.

He wanted you so fucking badly, and you were being the biggest, dirtiest tease.

You finally insert the tip into your entrance, gasping and smirking at how good it'll feel when he completely fills you up. He wastes no time pushing himself into you, completely bottoming out until he's thrusting into you harder than you imagined. Your body is moving upwards, titties shaking and bouncing from how hard he's going. One hand is gripping your thigh tightly as you wrap your legs around his torso, the other is around your neck.

"Jin! Fuck, you're gonna make me cum again." He groans, closing his eyes as he continues to thrust hard, going deep every time he pulls back, hitting your core with the sudden movement.

"You think my brother can make you feel this way?" He lets out breathily.

"N-no." You whine, tears streaming down your face at the overwhelming sensation.

"Seemed like you thought so earlier." He has this look in his eyes, the same look he had when he was hungry for you at the club. Except this time, it was ten fold more being he was in between your thighs, fucking you until he couldn't anymore. And honestly, this shit was boosting his ego because Jungkook had you wrapped around his finger all night and he hated it. Jungkook was a really good looking dude, who was good at a lot of things, and Jin couldn't help but feel a little competitive against his own sibling.

But here he was, getting you all to himself.

"N-no!" You beg. "Only you. Only you can make me feel this way. Please make me cum." He groans, his thumb now working circular motions onto your clit until you're letting your climax take over your entire body once again. You're so out of breath at this point, but Jin doesn't stop and instantly gets you on your fours. He swipes his hand down your pussy, making you suddenly jolt at the sensitivity. You feel his spit dribble down your folds, causing your breathing to hitch. It was obvious Jin was letting out this pent up sexual tension or whatever the hell it was, but you honestly couldn't care less. He could use you all he wanted, especially if he made you cum the way you did just these past two times.

At first, he was gripping your hips, holding onto you as he hammered into your pussy from the back. You started following his movements with his, making him pause just to feel you move along his cock. He gives your ass cheek a good smack, causing you to yelp at the heat pooling at the spot. He grips your ass, spreading it just enough to continue burying himself deeper into your core.

"Just like that." You moan. "Hohhhhhgod, just like that!" You're almost crying. He grabs a hold of your hair, tugging it back so that he can see your face.

"Let me see you play with yourself." He spits out. You reach down for your clit, your hands rubbing in circles as he continues to fuck you and tug on your hair. You let out a loud moan, the headboard really damn near about to create a dent into the wall. "Yeah, that's it. You're fucking naughty." He says in your ear. You feel yourself spiraling for the third time tonight, and this third time has you weak, causing you to collapse down onto the bed as he continues to thrust into you and fill you up with his seed, his hand pressing your face down against the bed ever so slightly.

"Ohhhhggfuck!" You groan, twitching at the last minute aftershocks running through your body. The only sounds filling the room are you and Jin catching your breaths. He slowly slips out of you, grabbing a tissue on the nightstand to clean you up before cleaning himself up and throwing on his sweats and shirt.

"You okay?" He slightly chuckles, handing you one of his shirts to slip into. You weakly get into it, running your hands through your hair and fixing yourself up. Your panties and bra are still off to the side, along with the clothes you came in.

"You wanted to know why I was here, right?" He smiles, his cheeks tinted a rosy color.

"I'll get you some water, but is there anything else I can get you?" He asks, holding onto the door frame, fine as fuck doing the bare minimum. You shake your head and he disappears out of the room.

You can't believe this happened. So much for keeping distance. But did you regret it? Honestly -absolutely not.

Jin comes back with two glasses of water and sets yours on the nightstand next to you, which also has a picture of him and Grace. Ironic. He sits right next to you on the edge of the bed, watching as you yawn before sipping some water.

"Tired?"

"Yeah, it's been a really long night."

"Tell me about it, Miss 'I'm trying to keep my distance from you.'" You shake your head.

"Yeah yeah, keep it up. It's exactly what I want." You sarcastically joked.

"I'm kidding." He places a hand on your covered leg and gently gives it a squeeze. "For the record, I'm happy you swung by."

"I am too, but I should probably make my way home soon."

"What? No, stay. It's late. Plus, you're tired."

"A-are you sure? I-I mean, I don't wanna--" He shakes his head to cut you off.

"I honestly would really like you to. Besides, I don't know why you expected me to let you go back home this late." It was weird. You honestly thought he'd fuck you then send your ass home, but here you were, cuddling into his sheets and getting warm. But this was Jin - the same guy who didn't go home until you had a chance to spill out your feelings and made sure you were okay. The exhaustion hits you, being that it's 3-4am or something like that, you don't even care to know.

"Okay." Is all you say, sinking deeper into the sheets that smelled like lavender Downy detergent.

"I just need to clean up a few things, alright? Go to sleep. I'll be back in a minute." You quietly nod as you lie on your side, examining the photo on the nightstand. Fantastic job keeping up with your end of the deal, Y/N. Although your friends would probably make jokes about it at first, they'd be so disappointed beneath the surface.

You shake your head and turn the other way to erase your thoughts. You start to feel comfortable, enough to the point where you find yourself falling asleep pretty quickly.

Meanwhile, Jin is cleaning up his kitchen and living room before shutting off the lights and heading back upstairs. By the time he's back in the room and shutting off the bedroom lights, he sees you fully asleep. He smiles to himself and slips into the bed, careful to not wake you, but he's unsuccessful as he feels you stirring and getting closer to his body. Jin welcomes it, throwing his arm around you and allowing you to snuggle up onto his chest, gently running his fingers down your sides. Your skin felt like butter.

"Are you not sleeping yet?" You mumble into his chest.

"I'll sleep soon." He says softly, flipping through the channels on the TV in front of him.

"It's late, though."

"It's a Sunday morning. I'll be okay." He smiles at how cute you were being. "Go back to sleep, cutie."

"Hmph, suit yourself." You say, making him silently laugh to himself. Attitude still on na-na even half asleep. He places a gentle kiss on the top of your head and brings the covers up to make sure your entire body is covered completely.

This.

This felt right for him, no matter how fucking bad or wrong this all went down. No matter how he tried to look at it, or anybody else. He felt deeply for you after tonight and there was really no way of hiding it. Why shit came about this way, he won't ever truly understand, but he always looked at you as some sort of sign. Some kind of blessing in disguise. He knew what he wanted for himself. He had to do what was right for him, whatever that meant. He was the only one who could truly understand.

You shot up from the bed, grabbing your chest as you tried to regulate your breathing. You had just experienced the worst nightmare you had ever experienced, the only part of it you remembered was seeing Chance behind the wheel as soon as the truck came head on first.

"Y/N? Are you okay?" Jin asks in a deep, sleepy voice, slightly raising his head and eyes barely open. You feel his hand against your back, gently caressing it.

"Yeah, sorry."

"Bad dream?" He's now yawning and sitting up against the headboard, his fingers still lightly caressing your hips.

"Yeah."

"Wanna talk about it?" You shook your head.

"I just saw Chance behind the wheel before the oncoming car came on head first."

"I'm sorry." He says softly as he pulls you in.

"It's no big deal."

"Wanna make sure you're okay, though." Is all he says. He doesn't press you for details, or anything along the matter and simply sits there in silence, caressing you and holding you close. He knew you and Chance had a strong relationship, just based off of the way you talked highly about him, and that it was taken away from you unexpectedly. He wouldn't expect you to be completely over it. He would never understand the pain or how it feels, but he could do his best to be here for you. "You know I'm here if you need me."

"I know. Thank you." He smiles.

"Would you like some breakfast?"

"Sure."

"I'll cook something." He places a small kiss on your temple before getting up to get this Sunday started. You took a couple of deep breaths, still a little shaken up from the dream you had. But, you brush it off and get up to meet Jin downstairs. You slip on your panties, still walking around in Jin's shirt, and pass by his walk-in closet only to see Grace's clothes against one wall. You suddenly start to feel weird, so you hurry on by and get downstairs before you could start falling into a rabbit hole about your feelings. Jin was already at the stove, whipping up some eggs and getting some waffles into the toaster. He looked good doing so, his shirt doing a damn good job of outlining his back muscles and broad shoulders. You honestly wouldn't mind another round of last night.

You sit on the stool in front of the kitchen island and fiddle with your bag to grab your phone. It was still pretty early, so it wasn't surprising to see no texts from either of the three. You were sure you were going to hear from Ryujin soon, and you were going to make sure you would be home by the time she called. Hopefully, at least. However, there was a text from an unknown number, and your heart slightly sank when you realized who it was.

[unknown number] 3:02am: had a lot of fun tonight. probably the best birthday yet. thanks cutie :) hope you got home safely.

Jungkook.

"Friends blowing up your phone?" He raises his eyebrow as he watches you stare at your phone. You slightly chuckle and tuck it aside, making a mental note to respond when you got home. Yup. This shit is messy already.

"Not exactly, thank God." You rest your chin on the palm of your hand. "Sorry about earlier, by the way."

"Sorry about having a bad dream? Y/N, don't worry about it."

"And thank you for letting me borrow your shirt and for cooking breakfast." Jin smiled as he began to plate your food. It was the little things that he appreciated, the little things like the way you said thank you for everything.

"Of course." He walks over to your side and puts the plate down in front of you. You raise yourself up a bit in order to kiss him on the lips, knowing you weren't gonna stop that kiss right away. "Your. food." He spits out in between kisses, making you laugh.

"Okay, okay." He chuckles as he sits next to you, digging into his own plate. The both of you start talking about plans for the day and week, with no mention of Grace even though you knew your alone time with Jin would come to an end. No discussion about what this was, or what you both intended for this to be, especially in the long run.

"Why don't you come and stay the night again?"

"I got some work to do." You pouted.

"Then bring it over."

"Bring it over and then what, get distracted by you all night?"

"Maybe." He smirked.

"Mmmm, we'll see." He pouts.

"Fine, I'll let you do your own thing." You chuckle.

"You're a baby."

"I just got you to myself." You shake your head and quietly poke at your food. Suddenly, you felt the need to ask the question. You were just dying to. Like.. what now? What happens when Grace comes back? Nothing? You didn't know what to expect, you should've known this couldn't be much with Grace being back soon.

"So." You poked at your eggs.

"Hm?" He continued to eat, his cute, bug eyes occasionally glancing at you.

"God, I really don't know how to ask this."

"Just ask, Y/N. It won't hurt." He gave you a small, reassuring toothless smile.

"So, what happens when Grace gets back?" He shrugged. Really? Just a shrug?

"Honestly, I don't know."

"Look, I know I can't ask for much right now but are we just going to continue living our own lives after all this? Are you just going to keep me here with Grace around too?"

"I know I can't promise anything but it's not my plan to keep both of you around like that. I'm going to talk to Grace because I just don't think this is working between us anymore."

"How are you so sure? What if Grace comes back and you realize how much you truly do love her?" You felt stupid for asking but you were also dying to know. Your thoughts were everywhere and right now, it felt like your mind was your biggest enemy. You really didn't know what to do, and part of you [majority of you, really] felt like this was completely and painfully temporary and that he was never going to leave her. He had no plans to. You were just filling this void.

You couldn't be mad at it though.

"Y/N, please don't worry about this, okay? I'll take care of it." You simply nodded, knowing you couldn't settle on this too quickly because you didn't even know what that meant. Maybe, this is what it was. Just this. You couldn't expect more. Besides, you still had Jungkook around. You didn't even know what you were trying to do with that either, cause he was fine as hell. A sweet soul too, with the way he handled you at the club, careful to not overstep boundaries and disrespect you in anyway.

Too bad you were too wrapped up in his stepbrother.

Obviously, these things were never easy.

"Okay." is all you say before you continue to finish up your food. Once finished, you do what you can to help clean up the dishes and the kitchen before changing back into your clothes so Jin can drop you at home.

On the way home, Jin has his hand on your thigh while you looked out the passenger's window. Last night replayed over and over in your head and you had to bite you bottom lip to prevent yourself from smiling too big.

"Oop." You say as you jump from the vibration of your phone. "Oh shoot."

"Everything okay?"

"It's just Ryujin, hang on." He nods silently. "Hello?"

"Girl, I'm hungover as fuck. Let's get coffee or walk around somewhere. I need fresh air."

"Sure, I'll be home in a minute, I can meet you up in the next hour or so."

"Where the hell did you go this early?"

"Run errands, workout." You lied. But did you really? You kind of did get a workout in early this morning.

"Run errands and workout after a late night at the club?" She snorted. "Okay. I guess we clearly handle the morning after way differently."

"Yeah, just wanted to avoid the crowd." You glance over at Jin, who's smiling and silently chuckling go himself.

"Mmmkay." She yawns. "Hey, did you ever get that guy's number? I forgot his name." You subtly roll your eyes because you know damn well she wasn't gonna try and make you say Jungkook's name right now. She was drunk as fuck and flirting with Jin's friends when you had given him your number. Of course she couldn't remember for the life of her.

"Yeah, he asked."

"What's his name though? It's bothering me, cause I feel like I knew it all night but now it's not coming to me."

"Does it matter?"

"Of course it does, especially if you're planning to continue seeing him and throwing your pussy at him." You deeply sigh.

"Jungkook." You take another glance at Jin, but this time his smile had slightly faded. "Look, I'm about to get home, okay? Just text me where to meet you."

"Alrighty, we're continuing this conversation though. See you soon." And with that, the call ended. It was silent for a minute and you were unsure if you should apologize, or bring up the whole thing about Jungkook.

"Ryujin doing okay?" He asks, giving you a small smile. You simply nod and look back out the window without saying anything else. Maybe you both just didn't know how to approach the Jungkook thing. You sure as hell didn't, not around Jin.

You finally get to your apartment building, with Jin sending you off with a quick peck on the lips. You take a long, hot shower before hopping into some warmer and more decent clothes for your walk with Ryujin. You also had just remembered to text Jungkook back now that you were alone.

[y/n] 9:47am: sorry, had such a long night and knocked out. but yes, got home safely. i'm glad you had a great birthday. :)

[jungkook] 9:53am: she's up! goodmorning beautiful. hope you're still down for our date.

[jungkook] 9:54am: (sends picture of him laying down in a hoodie and glasses which makes you smile to yourself cause he's cute as fuck)

[y/n] 9:56am: of course i am. just let me know time and place.

[jungkook] 9:58am: time? yes. place? no. i'll keep it a surprise. :-) is it okay if i call you later?

[y/n] 10:02am: sure!

[jungkook] 10:03am: k, i'll talk to you later then. gotta run errands and stop by my brother's spot really quickly. have a good day today!

Whew, just imagine if you had run into him at Jin's house. What would you do then? Lie and tell him you came over for some homework help? Bitch, please.

The heavenly being above was on your team right now, but you knew that wouldn't last long with all this sinning.

After getting a good, quick shower in, you hurriedly got into your car and drove off to your destination, making it just on time to catch Ryujin stepping out of her car. She already has coffee for you, so you both start walking around Lake Merritt, revisiting last night's festivities and the fun you both had. The cold air was still nipping at your skin, cause you to rub your hand on your neck to try and provide some warmth. Suddenly, Ryujin grips your wrist and furrows her eyebrows at your neck.

"Y/N, what is that?" She points. Then it suddenly hits you - the hickeys Seokjin left on your neck. "Are those hickeys?!" She gasped.

Well, fuck.

"Keep your voice down." You say as you zip your jacket all the way up.

"Did you and Jungkook fuck last night? Is that where you actually were? You didn't run errands or go to the gym early this morning, did you? You actually just ended up going back home from his spot early this morning?" She threw questions left and right, her eyes wide and very suggestive.

"No, no! I didn't go home with Jungkook."

"So, did you guys do shit in the club or something? I'm confused, but also impressed if that's the case cause it's bold. I didn't know you got down like that, but I kind of like it." She pinched your side.

"No." She raises an eyebrow.

"Then why the fuck do you have hickeys on your neck? Who else could you have—" She stops in her tracks, hand over her mouth as she slowly approaches you again. "Y/N, who gave you those hickeys?" You simply look at her, your eyes already giving off the answer. "D-did you hook up with Seokjin?" She pulls out his first name, knowing 'Mr.Kim' was not appropriate for this matter.

"Yes."

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psychewithwings · 3 years

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Bitter Taste: Iwaizumi x f/reader Pt. 1

pt. 2 here

THIS IS SO LATE and I’m a fuck up hahahaha (kinda ironic this was 2 weeks late for Mental Health Awareness month)

I am crediting my girl @kuso-deku for giving me Iwaizumi brain rot to begin with. I am also crediting @gixxie and @idonotagreebitch for helping me talk through my ideas... and crediting @doinmybesthere for the wonderful idea of a mental health awareness collaboration the link is here. PLS READ THE REST OF THE WORKS. Everyone deserves the love.

TW: manipulative male/female relationships, gaslighting?, subtle shit head crap that most men do (don’t worry Iwa is a peach as always tho, it’s Ushijima that’s the problem)

Iwaizumi stands and stretches in the cinema. The movie had been good, but long, he figured it was a little after midnight. “What’d ya think?” Kuroo asks as they exit the theatre. “I hated the ending…” Oikawa gripes, “I hate endings where everyone just dies.” “You are such a princess Tooru, I swear, it’s a metaphorical ending… did you not catch all the symbolism in the opening credits?” Iwaizumi sighs and turns his phone back on, trying his best to ignore their bickering. Slowly, notification after notification pops up… all from you. He blinks, surprised. You had declined his offer to join him for the film, stating you had previous plans attending a close friend’s birthday.

Iwa opens the messages from you. He sees first the selfies. You look beautiful, extravagant even. Your dress is beautiful, it compliments your figure perfectly with the corseted bodice. It’s white and so is your lace mask. Broad, feathered angel wings rest on your back. Angelic would have been a word he’d used to describe you before, but now, it was confirmed. He wants to keep staring at the photos but Kuroo and Oikawa are starting to become too curious about the contents of his phone. He scrolls and relaxes his face to look more casual. But it’s hard when your intoxicated messages are so darn cute.

hope the movie is good!

okay so I guess there’s an open bar? Is it my birthday too?

if you wanna come by after the movie I’msure you coul

this partyyyy suckssssssss assssssssss

wish id gon wiht u xx

You are clearly drunk and he laughs to himself before Kuroo peers over his right shoulder. “Well she’s thinking about you at least,” he smirks. Oikawa peers over Iwaizumi’s left shoulder, “ooo play the voice message.” Oikawa taps the message before Iwaizumi can give him an answer.

“Hiiiii Iwaaaaaa, hope you like the moovie and you’re having a good time, cuz I’m having a preetyy good time, they gots free margaritaaass. Okay byeeeee”

The guys laugh and Oikawa presses the next one.

“Hey Iwaaa, I made up a song about you, ready?

Iwaizumi

Doesn’t know what he does- to me…

Sshfhsijknfhahaha I cant remember the rest som’n bout… som’n I dunno. Byeee”

“Okay, Ushi says that I need to say sorry for sending so many…” you pause and then whisper, “drunk messages, but I’as only tellin’ ya I ssink ‘r awesome ‘n you should totally come to this party and hang out with me… you’re awesome, okay byeee”

Oikawa and Kuroo pause and look at Iwaizumi. “Ushi?” Oikawa asks, “like Ushiwaka?” Oikawa’s eyes are narrowed and he gags dramatically in disgust. Iwaizumi nods and walks to exit the theatre. “Wait… that’s her friend who’s having the birthday party?” Iwa grimaces as Kuroo chuckles. “No wonder you’ve had a stick up your ass all night.” Iwa glares at him, “they’re just friends… apparently… I don’t know, she said they’ve known each other for a really long time…” Kuroo claps Iwaizumi on the back. “I think you should definitely go to the party.” Iwaizumi starts to object but the ring of his phone draws attention, and he answers it. “Heyyy you're outta th’moviee, heheeheheha,” you slur. Iwaizumi laughs softly and smiles, “yeah, I’m out of the movie now, are you… good?” There is so much background noise, it almost drowns out your sweet sleepy voice. “I’m soooo good… … I just-” he can hear your voice drop to a drunken whisper. “I’z just hoping to see you today,” you mumble finally.

Iwaizumi can feel his heartbeat quicken, his head reeling. “Oh really?” He plays cool but then instantly regrets it when you give him a serious answer. “Yeah, I was really hoping you’d come to the party, even for just a little,” you murmur. Iwaizumi can’t help but chuckle. You were pretty cute like this, not normally so transparent. You were actually quite hard to read, so sweet but guarded and teasing too. You were a friend of Oikawa’s first and he had met you through him. He’d liked the way you sat cross legged on the couch smiling, chin in your hands while you asked questions and listened to his answers. Your eyes sparkle when you hear something you like, and your face lights up when you talk about things you find interesting.

“Ya don’t have to, I can just see ya another time,” you add. He’s been silent too long which causes him to speak without thinking. “No, I’d love to see you, I’ll head to you now.” Kuroo and Oikawa are silently cheering him on and Iwa turns away in embarrassment. “Really? Okay! I’ll drop my pin… as the kids are sayin’ these days hahaha.” “See you soon, drink some water okay?” “Mhm, I will, see ya soon!”

You were at a club owned by Ushijima’s family. A place called ‘Eagle’s Nest’. He’d only known you for a few weeks but he couldn’t help his infatuation. It was immediate, the night he had gone to Oikawas for game night. You spoke to him so easily not knowing him at all and laughed at his little side jabs to his long time friend. The way you looked at him… Iwa knew then that he wanted to see you smile, hear your laugh, and that he would be happy to assume the responsibility of making that happen.

He was surprised when you had declined his offer for the movie, feeling that you both had some definite chemistry, but Iwaizumi was even more surprised when you had said that you had prior plans with his old time rival Ushijima Wakatoshi. Iwaizumi hadn’t seen him since high school but they knew a few people in common, Oikawa being one of those people. Oikawa could sure hold a grudge but Iwaizumi took all of his comments with a grain of salt. Ushijima often came off entitled and cold, which would leave Iwaizumi with a bad taste in his mouth. Maybe Oikawa had the right idea holding a grudge… But grudge or not he wanted to see you, hear your voice and admire you all dolled up.

When Iwaizumi arrives at the club he is met with a large security guard. “Invitation?” he grumbles. Iwa remains calm but a small trickle of fear runs down his back. Iwaizumi gives the guard a casual smile before he starts to answer but he is interrupted. “Iwaaaaa,” you cry from the top of the stairs. The mask you’d had on is now resting on top of your head, the delicate features of your face now exposed. The floofy skirt of your dress bounces with your excitement as you run down the stairs. You crash into him, throwing your arms around his neck. You bury your face in his collar and still momentarily. Drunk and bubbly, you melt when Iwa wraps his arms around your waist in return, avoiding your costume’s wings. “Mmmm,” you hum, breath hot against his skin, “you smell good.” You pull back and stare into his wide eyes. “You look incredible,” he offers, a slight pink tint to his cheeks. You grin in return and simply take hold of his hand. “He’s with me,” you beam at the guard. Iwaizumi is doubtful this trick will work here. But he is surprised when the guard steps aside saying, “as you wish Miss L/N.” You giggle and pull Iwa towards the doors. “I’ll bring you some cake later, okay Jurou?” Jurou laughs, “just have fun darlin’.” “You’re the best,” you call behind you as you push open the doors. Iwaizumi can’t help but feel a twinge of jealousy knowing that you are on a first name basis with one of the body guards at the Wakatoshi’s club. How close were you with Ushijima?

Blue and purple lights illuminate the vast space while black tiles make up the main floor. The dance floor is sunken, in the middle of the club with a small set of stairs leading down to it. It’s made entirely of glass, beneath is a saltwater garden of different plants and coral.

“You’ll need one of these,” you explain, swiping a simple black mask from the welcome table. You hand it over to him and pull yours down over your eyes. Iwaizumi adjusts it to where he can see. “You look so handsome,” you admire. He grins, “what about you? You’ve got wings!” You laugh and adjust your mask back on top of your forehead. “I’m a swan, and Ushi said I couldn’t be a swan without wings!” You spin for him, trying your best to flap the feathered wings. Small pieces of confetti glitter rain from the skirt of your dress. Iwaizumi takes in your face illuminated by the lights of the club. Blue and pink dancing over your cheeks as you smile up at him. “What?” you giggle nervously. Just a few weeks but he is mesmerised by your everything. He shakes his head and tries to move on. He wanted to tell you how he felt but this wasn’t the right time. It should be when you’re sober, when you can take in his words properly.

You coax him down towards the bar. “You’re sure it’s okay to sneak in uninvited guests?” Iwa questions. “Well, I asked Ushi ‘nd he said it was okay, so yeah!” You grin but notice Iwaizumi’s reserve. “It’s really okay, I promise, let’s just get a drink,” you suggest and take his hand. “Only if you drink more water,” he smirks. You roll your eyes at Iwa, “I drank some water before you got here actually.” You look back at him as you both head down to the bar. “I’ll prolly regret that yurr seeing me like this tamorow, ya know,” you call over the blaring music. “It’s cute, you’re cute,” he assures as he leans against the bar, “I didn’t know you thought about me this much until I saw all the snapchats and voice messages and texts.” You cover your face in humiliation, “I knowww, I’m sorry but you were on my mind a lot, alot alot, and couldn’t stop think about ya, and the booze told me to keep on messaging…” You trail off, finding the last shred of your filter to keep you from talking. The bartender hands you your water and you take a long drink.

“Iwaizumi,” a voice projects over the baseline. Ushijima stands tall advancing towards where you both stand. His expression is neutral though, his eyes keep darting to you and then back to Iwaizumi. Ushijima is dressed as a knight, his silver mask hangs languidly around his neck. “Ushiwaka,” Iwa acknowledges, “this is a hell of a birthday party.” You giggle and point at Ushiwaka, “he’s 28 today; getting sooo old.” In that moment, Iwaizumi watches him do something he had never seen him do before. Smile… and then laugh. Ushijima wraps an arm around your waist and pulls you closer. “You’re just a baby, you’re only-” You wave your hand in front of Ushiwaka’s face, shushing him. “No, no, Iwa doesn’t knowww, don’t tell him,” you plead. “She’s only 23,” Ushiwaka says. You hold your face in your hands once more and groan. Ushijima pulls your hands from your face, “just barely twenty three too.” You glare at him and look back at Iwaizumi embarrassed. “Did she not tell you her age?” Ushijima asks Iwaizumi. Iwa shrugs, “She didn’t, but I never asked,” Iwa shrugs casually, addressing you now, “didn’t seem important since you carry yourself so well.”

You turn to Iwa, mouth open like you’re about to respond but Ushijima swipes the glass from your hands before you can finish. “Drinking water?” You look up at him. “But it’s my birthday… and this is a party… you need something stronger…” Ushijima beacons the bartender with a single flick of his hand. The barman pours three double shots of a clear liquid from a foreign looking bottle. Ushijima takes a glass and hands it to you, before handing another to Iwaizumi. Ushijima gives him a wink as he loops his arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him. He raises his glass, the violet lights illuminating the liquid. Iwaizumi follows his lead. “To my Juliet, the belle of the ball,” Ushijima bellows. You smile slightly and shake your head. “No no, to you Ushi, it’s your birthday, not mine, we are celebrating you!” Your eyes find Iwa’s, but you leave your glass raised. Ushijima grabs hold of your hand that’s still wrapped around the glass. “Cheers,” He tips the glass towards your lips and you swallow the clear liquor as he feeds it to you. You down it all in one go and Ushiwaka smiles wide once again. “She’s good, huh?” With that, Ushiwaka clinks his glass to Iwaizumi’s, “to you brother,” he assures. Iwa is surprised with the sudden sentiment. “And to you,” he replies before downing the shot. The liquor is surprisingly smooth, expensive, and strong. Iwa can feel his head starting to get light from the small portion that was in the glass and Iwa wasn’t a light weight. “Strong huh?” Ushijima smirks. Iwaizumi nods then turns to the bartender to signal for a water.

Ushijima turns to where you stand swaying slightly with the music. “Look at her, she gets drunk so easily,” Ushijima smiles. “How are you feeling, princess?” he shouts over at you. Iwa turns away and downs his water in disgust. ‘Princess?’ Ushijima shouldn’t be calling you that if you’re both just friends. You blink and give him a smile and a thumbs up. There was a natural innocence about you, a childlike wonder and curiosity, the embodiment of sanguine. Ushijima’s air was sometimes sinister, like he was taking advantage of your natural trusting nature. Iwa watches as Ushijima’s large hands rest on either of your shoulders and he pushes you back and forth like a pendulum between his palms. You giggle and try to push him away, “Ushi stooopp.” He laughs with you and continues pushing you around, “you’re so cute and small though, see?” He places a hand on top of your head and you still. “I said to stop,” you mumble. “And I did,” he retorts before letting you go.

Iwa watches the sudden weight of gravity find you as you stumble in your heels. He catches your arm just in time. Your arms find their way around his neck once more, your face in the crook of his neck. You pull away and Iwa examines your foggy eyes. “You okay?” You nod, pushing off of Iwa’s chest. You fix your hair, “it’s fine, he just messin’” you turn to Ushijima, “and someone doesn’t know when to quit.” You’re pulled away into Ushiwaka’s arms. He sways you back and forth, your back held against his chest while he says soft apologies. He whispers something to you and you nod. Iwaizumi wanted to pull you away from him. Not because he was jealous, but because the way that Ushiwaka was behaving with you was odd.

“Y/n is a little bit tired, why don’t you join us in VIP?” Iwa smiles and gives his thanks, trying his best to hide his scowl. Iwa follows after you and Ushiwaka, upstairs and under velvet ropes hoping that he will find a good moment to pull you away. But instead you are pulled onto the couch beside Ushiwaka. He lights a cigar and offers one to Iwa, but Iwaizumi declines with a simple, “no thanks, don’t smoke.” It’s strange the way that Ushiwaka keeps whispering in your ear, giving you sips of his drinks, and blowing smoke in your face. “Ushi, stop please, the smell is making me sick,” you whine. But he just pulls you closer to him, chuckling all the while and does it again. You’re laughing and poking his face, but it’s not out of joy... Watching Ushijima interact with you the whole night has been like watching a cat toy with a mouse.

Iwa grimaces when Ushiwaka tickles you. “Stop-stop-don’t-stop,” you giggle and howl. “She said to stop!” Iwa raises his voice. Ushijima’s eyes shoot towards Iwaizumi while you squirm off the couch. Your eyes are heavy as you walk towards a dark hallway and disappear into the shadows. Iwa’s eyes flick to the entrance to the hall. Ushiwaka sits in a contented silence, sipping a drink, “she’s so dramatic,” he sighs. He continues smoking, arm rested over the back of the purple velvet sofa. Ushijima takes a sip of his drink, swirling the ice in his glass. Iwa doesn’t move to break the silence no matter how expectant Ushijima’s expression was. He stamps out his cigar in the tray before addressing him.

“She’s awfully talkative, and incredibly fond of you…” Ushijima starts, an odd smirk painting his expression. Iwaizumi raises an eyebrow in intrigue and Ushijima’s face hardens. “She won’t shut up about you since she met you… it’s annoying...” Iwaizumi, remains quiet, the silence settling over the men like a thick fog. The only sounds are muffled club music and the ice tinkling against Ushijima’s glass. “I’m going to be honest as a friend… bad idea.” Iwaizumi can feel the rage bubbling inside his gut, “I don’t think that what’s going on between us is any of your-” He’s cut off by Ushijima.

“I’m really looking out for you Iwaizumi, girls can break hearts and Y/n is kind of known for that… she’s just a sweet soul, makes friends easily, but love? That’s harder for her… doesn’t have the best taste in men I’m afraid, I want to protect her and you from a situation where I can already see the conclusion… I get that you like her, everyone does.” Iwazumi leans forward, “does that include you?” Ushijima is stone faced, then gives a cold laugh. “You’re funnier than I remember, Iwaizumi.”

Iwaizumi rises and heads towards the hall you disappeared down. If he sat in front of him any longer he was going to say something he regretted… and you still haven’t come back. He slips into the dark hallway as you��re exiting the bathroom. Your mask has been removed and even in the dim lighting you look pale. “Hey, what’s happened?” You look up at him embarrassed, your dress almost as wilted as you are. “Got sick…” you mutter. You’re shaking slightly, arms wrapped around yourself. “Oh Y/n, are you alright?” he sighs. His arm starts to reach for you but he thinks better of it, pulling it back to rest by his side. His eyes widen as he feels the warmth of your hand in his. He didn’t figure that you would want to be touched right now. But your fingers interlace with his, your skin soft. “Are you good to drive?” you whisper. His hand instinctively tightens around yours protectively. “I only had whatever Ushijima gave us, it was strong but I’ve had water- yeah I’m good.” “Would you mind taking me home?” you ask, as you start to walk back towards the VIP room. “Sure, course,” Iwaizumi replies gently. He feels how your thumb brushes over the back of his hand in silent gratitude. The gesture has his heart beating hard against his ribs. Iwa walks forward, his eyes on you and nothing else. Your brow is furrowed and your expression painted serious which was unusual from how he knew you to act.

“Iwa’s taking me home now,” you announce and walk towards the stairs. Ushiwaka’s face hardens, “I can take her home, you shouldn’t trouble yourself,” he addresses Iwaizumi. You smile and turn around facing Ushiwaka. “But Ushi, ‘s ur birthday, you can’t leave this party jus’ ‘a take me home,” You turn to Iwa now. “Let’s go,” you say and Iwa nods, still holding your hand. “Where’s my hug, princess?” Ushijima calls after you. You stop in your tracks and close your eyes, taking in a deep breath. You drop Iwa’s hand slowly, hesitantly. You walk back slowly and stand before his open arms. He lifts you and you groan. You’re still hugging him tightly but not quite with the same intimacy as before.

As Ushijima places you down you turn to look back at Iwa when Ushijima catches your face with his large hand. He coaxes your face back towards him then leans down. Ushiwaka locks eyes with Iwaizumi as he whispers something in your ear. Then he presses his lips to your cheek, still not moving his eyes away from Iwaizumi’s. Iwa tries his best to remain neutral but he can feel his lip creeping upwards in contempt. Ushiwaka is too prideful for his own good it seems.

You take Iwa’s hand again, leading him towards the exit. An exasperated look rests on your face. “What did he say to you?” Iwa asks. You sigh and shake your head. “‘S nothin’, ya shouldn’t worry your pretty lil head ‘bout it.” Iwa can’t help but allow a smile. He raises an eyebrow at you, “think my head is pretty?” he asks. He’s met with your hazy gaze, “I do,” you say simply. Iwa wasn’t prepared for such a straightforward answer to his question.

Once out of the club, the valet pull Iwaizumi’s car around. He’s careful not to let you walk too far on your own. Sick, in those ridiculous shoes and still quite drunk, he opens the car door for you before hopping into the driver's seat. “Will you put your address in?” Iwa hands you his phone and you type it in as asked. “Thanks for doing this,” you sigh. “Yeah of course,” he says as he puts the car into gear. A few streets of city light pass by in silence. Your hands are resting in your lap but your body is still trembling. “I can- umm- pull over if you need me to…” You wave the thought away with your hand, “it was the smell of the cigar more than anything…” Iwa’s gut begins to boil again. Your voice is soft, almost defeated. He speaks before thinking better of it. “Does he always treat you like that?” You look at Iwa and make eye contact briefly before his attention is back on the road. “He was being a little extra weird today, maybe because y’all used to play volleyball together or… I dunno really, he just gets like that sometimes…” You trail off, allowing your thoughts to fade into the rearview. The silence is deafening and you feel the need to break it. “He’s really nice too though, don’t get me wrong, he cooks for me and calls to check in, he even gets me little gifts, so I know he cares.” Iwa shakes his head, “if he cared he would have stopped when you asked him to.” You take a breath, “I know but he was just having a night I guess…” Iwa pulls into your driveway as the GPS notifies him that he has ‘arrived at the destination’. He puts the car in park, “you don’t have to make excuses for him… it’s okay to be angry, if that’s how you feel.” You start to open the door, your fingers on the handle. “I’m not angry though, I’m just kinda hurt.” You open the door and start to get out, “okay, maybe a little angry too.” You laugh to yourself but not out of joy. It’s an ironic laugh and Iwa can hear the pain ringing inside of it. “Let me walk you inside.”

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Big Brain Bitches Playlist ❣️

For the lovely @nataliahaslosthershit , thank you for always being so kind and being patient!!!

disclaimers: this is a fem!reader since it is a request, so if there’s any instances where those pronouns or the fact it’s a fem reader is alluded to that’s why!

warnings: Tsukishima, that’s the warning

gif not mine, credit to owner

a/n: thank you for being so patient sweetie!! I really hope you like this and I did my best with the playlist to include a little bit of everything you like!!!

Relationship Headcannons

As much as Tsukishima would lowkey HATE the way you always wanna make friends (not really he just likes being a shithead) he also just finds it so cute??? Like he’s like 🙄✋🏼 must you talk to everyone?? But is also like :) shes so friendly and tries so hard to be nice :) how did I find someone like her :) but he keeps that on the lowkey a bit and GOD LET ANYONE BE RUDE TO YOU WHEN HE SEES YOU AS AN ABSOLUTE ANGEL‼️‼️‼️

Tsukishima is also focused on his studies and would appreciate you being focused as well, he would hate to see you over stressed from the importance your parents put on it, and he’d always be doing/saying things to get you to relax as best as he could

“You’ve gone over this 5 times, do you really think you’re that stupid that you have to go over it again?”

“We should take a break, let’s go take a walk to the corner store and find some good snacks. Studying is always more effective if you take breaks like that anyway.”

It is, but he’s more concerned with removing those frown lines from your forehead and warming your hand up with his

Sidenote - definitely the type to blow on your hands while their held in his to warm them up

ANYWAYS

Regardless, it’d become a habit for you two to always do your studying together since he wants to be sure you’re not overworking yourself.

STUDY DATES‼️‼️

Idk I can just see him always bringing a second bottle of water with him just in case you need it ??LMAO like y’all would be studying and you’d be like

“I’m a little thirsty, I’m gonna get-“

“🤨”

boom bottle of water on the table for you

PLS he won’t give it to you until you mention you’re thirsty tho, unless he feels like he hasn’t seen you drink enough water

I don’t see him as a big talker while he studies with you unless you’re helping each other out, he just kind of likes your presence while you guys are studying cause it feels like bonding and he just likes spending time with you :)

A bit off topic of study dates but you can’t tell me his love language ISNT quality time and he would never admit it but he’s definitely clingy lowkey LMAO

like he just wants to spend his free time with you even if it’s just being in the same room together but doing different things?? He thinks being able to be your own person while still enjoying each other is important in a relationship

So of course he’ll sit in a room with you and eavesdrop read a book while you gossip with your friends over the phone and then listen to you rant about it after

just like how he appreciates when you ask about his day while you cook dinner together and ask him all kinds of follow up questions, cause you actually care and want to know!!

Ok but ANYWAY back to study dates:

So like I was saying, not a big talker, but I feel like complete silence would freak him out?? This mf always got his headphones so one of you has got to be playing music while you’re studying, but do you know what this means?

This means that a song has definitely come on that he likes and he totally was humming or even quietly singing along to himself, not really thinking about the fact you were there and can definitely hear him, and as soon as he realizes he would just look at you and shut up SO fast LMAO

Like he’d just get wide eyed and breath in and stop singing and just kind of look up at you AND HIS EARS WOULD BE SO RED (he’s an ear blusher for sure) and he’d do that WHITE BOY SMILE THING WHERE HE HAS DEAD EYES AND HIS MOUTHS A THIN LINE but he’d look so shy and embarrassed plssss and he’d just look back down to his textbook and try not to think about it

And you’d just giggle and he could only groan and be like “let’s move on 😐” BUT YOURE DEFINITELY NOT FORGETTING THAT

But study dates?? Yeah they’re important to you two

Tsukishima would also be constantly making sure you’re taking care of yourself outside of studying, like making sure you’re needs are taken care of since you have a tendency to over look them in the favor of others (which I feel like would really drive him crazy cause you’re his baby!!! He can’t stand that thought !!!)

Like if he saw you offer a friend your last snack knowing you hadn’t eaten enough today he’s slapping a snack in your possession so fast like 😐 eat this, now.

ITS A LITTLE AGGRESSIVE IN THE CALMEST WAY but it’s just cause you’re important to him

The bullying??? Yes he’d love that cause he’s just like 😳‼️ you keep up with him and he’d just love the back and forth between you two so much

Queue the eye rolls and lopsided smirk while he’s grabbing your hand and kissing it telling you to shut up

Regarding your stims - he’d definitely take notice and probably do things like always holding your hand to make sure you aren’t hurting yourself too bad!

I know people have mentioned him not being that big on PDA but I feel like he’d take a neutral stance on it, like holding your hand is so innocent and if it helps you not pinch your wrists or picking at your nails of course he’s gonna do it!! It’s his way of showing you he notices and cares 🖤

Regarding your self confidence, he’d definitely still bully you cause cmon 🙄 this is your guys love language and he knows you know it’s harmless, and the last thing he’d want to do is make you feel like he’s coddling you and suffocating you by not being silly with you the way he normally would

HOWEVER

If anyone else clowns on you whew please it is over for them

Like let’s say you meet the boys and you and hinata are clowning on each other?? Tsuki is NOT playing games LMAO like he’d definitely be like

😐😐 hinata I KNOW you’re not talking and you’d have to remind him in private that it’s ok he doesn’t care he will bully hinata any chance he gets

Okok real talk Tsukishima would think it’s so fucking cool you know how to speak more than one language!!! Not the type to necessarily be like let me hear it 🤠 but if you do speak another language around him he’s always like 🙂 wow, that was pretty cool

Ok also?? Both of you being introverts?? Tsuki is happy to the MAX

Like he just gets to come home to you and detox in his little home and sit with you on the couch and talk about your days and watch whatever you’re feeling and it’s just so recharging for him and he’s so grateful you’re perfectly ok with that :)

And finally, tell me he wouldn’t bully you for your height but also find it so so adorable 🙄‼️

Ahhhh!! Ok here is the acclaimed playlist I made for you!! I hope you enjoy it❣️

Ok I did my best to include your variety of music tastes in here!! But if there’s anything you’d like me to change please feel free to let me know and I will!!

Ahhhh I hope you like it, enjoy my descriptions below!

1. The Most Beautiful Thing - Bruno Major: ok so yes we’re starting this off with a dash of Tsuki angst, as much as I know he’d deny it he yearns for love. Like the idea of someone being so important they get his attention and devotion and they love him the same is sooo comforting to him! And sometimes he would daydream about it like :) I wonder when I’m gonna meet them, I wonder how, I can’t wait - but the way he would he embarrassed if anyone knew this - and when he DOES meet you it is not what he expected LMAO

2. 80’s makeout session - dacelynn: OK SO HE MEETS YOU and is just like 👁👄👁 and it’s everything he dreamed of, if he was feeling irrational he might’ve even believed it was love at first sight but there’s one problem, the way Tsuki is be lowkey mad he wants your attention LMAO. Like you would meet and he would just look into your eyes and he feels his heart stop; and you’re so nice when you’re introducing yourself to him and your voice is so sweet and he can’t stop thinking about the way your curly hair is framing your face and he just oop 🤒 he got the love bug bad AND HED BE SO MAD cause like, he tries to only do things for himself! And that’s exactly why love was a daydream cause UGH HOW PATHETIC IS HE. He never tries impress anyone else cause he’s his biggest critic anyway, but suddenly he wants to be noticed by you and impress you and the way that would just irk him, but he cant help it 🤷‍♂️ sorry bout it Tsuki

3. IFHY (feat. Pharrell) - Tyler, The Creator: more on Tsuki being mad he likes you LMAO - I think what would push him to get over himself and how it’s kind of scary for him how much he likes you would be imagining what could happen if he DOESNT grow up and just let you know. The thought of you with somebody else? Yeah he don’t like that one bit and that’s when he knows he better suck it up and accept he’s got it for you hard

4. Make Me Your Queen - Declan McKenna: OK CALLING TSUKI SIMPS OUT- you’d want him so bad but he’s so bad at showing his interest!! So on your end it’d be soooo much pining and patience and a little bit desperate like PLS I jus wanna be your s/o man 😕 but don’t worry he likes you just as much, he’s just awful at showing that at first LMAO

5. Kiss Like A Woman - Mona: ok but once Tsuki accepts he’s got it bad, I don’t see him as someone who wastes time at. All. Like he’s like ok well she’s fucking great obviously if I like her cause I have great taste so it’s only a matter of time before someone else tries to get her attention, so I gotta act fast. However, he’s clueless so he’d think he’s being obvious but he’s not. Like he starts his habit of bringing you snacks and water on your study dates before they’re actually dates and you have no idea he likes you. And he thinks he’s being smooth like, how could you not know he likes you? But it’d be the end of your study session and you’re about to leave and he’s been wondering why it seems like maybe you’re not interested? He can’t tell so he’d just be like, “do you like me, too? Or am I making you uncomfortable? I’ve been waiting for you to let me know how you feel but you really haven’t said anything, so.” AND YOUD JUST BE LOOKING AT HIM LIKE 😳🧍🏻‍♀️ and you’re blushing hard so he’s like ok obviously she likes me? And he would kind of tilt his head in your direction and raise his eyebrows waiting for you to answer, cause he still wants to be sure. And you’d hold your books tighter to your chest and nod so fast. He’d walk over to you and kiss you on your cheek and be all, “see you tomorrow, idiot.” And walk off like a bad bitch, cause that was pretty smooth, but once his back is to you and his headphones are on while he’s walking away BOY IS BLUSHING HARDDDD CAUSE HE’S LIKE did I really just do that oh shit 🥴

6. A Sunday Kind Of Love - Etta James: when I mentioned Tsuki liked to think about love this is exactly what I mean. He just wants something so relaxed and devoted and when he gets that with you? WHEW he is not letting that go!!

7. Black Dog - Arlo Parks: ok so this song itself is more intense than for what I’m writing for it and what it inspired me BUT this is really how Tsuki feels when he sees you overworking yourself. He can’t stand to see you stress so much over something, especially if it’s school, and then see you push your own limits in the favor of others. It’d definitely be a day where you come to his house to study but when you guys get there instead of pulling out the stuff from his bag he just sets it down and walks over to you and pulls you into his chest. After holding you for a while, he pulls back and makes you look up at him with his hands on your cheeks and leans down to kiss your forehead. “Are you ok?” It’s such a simple question but it really hits home and it’s one of the first times you guys simultaneously realize how much you care for each other. And you’d just hug him tighter and he decides nap time holds a little priority over studying right now.

8. come out and play - Billie Eilish: as smooth as Tsukishima can be or as clueless as he is, he’s also a shy lover for sure. It will take him a while to be genuinely soft and let his walls down and be vulnerable and tell you how much he cares about you, he try’s to show it as best as he can cause it can be easier than looking into your pretty eyes that make him all nervous and choke on his words while he tries to tell you he loves you. So it’ll take some coaxing and you being patient, but he’ll get there eventually and become more confident with his declarations of love.

9. Pleaser - Wallows: more on Tsuki being shy LMAO he wants to tell you he loves you SO BAD but he just cannot make himself do it

10. I’m Glad There Is You - Julie London: ok you mentioned slow dancing in the kitchen type songs? Stop it this is the one - to me this is the introvert love anthem , perfect for you two right? Like you’d be playing music in the kitchen while you two are cooking and this song would come on and normally he’s not a person who shows his affection much but this song would just get to him? Like he almost wants to cry??? He just looks at you, and maybe you’re humming a little, he really can’t tell but he doesn’t care cause you’re just so bright and gorgeous and the more he hears the song, the more his heart is starting to swell thinking of you. And so he wouldn’t be able to help himself. He’d just come up behind you and lean down so his head his resting on top of yours and his arms are wrapped around you. He leans down a little farther and presses a soft but long kiss to your cheek and just whispers how he loves you and hugs you tight one more time before going back to his part of cooking dinner; as if that wasn’t the first time he was finally able to tell you that.

11. Linger In My Arms A Little Longer Baby - Peggy Lee: kitchen dancing music kitchen dancing music kitchen dancing music !! I feel like once Tsuki dances with you ONCE he’d be addicted 😶 like you just look so happy and it hits him in his gut in the best way and he’d kill to feel like that with you again 🖤

12. Sweet Creature - Harry Styles: stop I fucking love Harry styles when I say Tsuki sees you as his home I MEAN it, it doesn’t matter what happens between you two. Sure, like any couple you guys argue and it can be rough sometimes, problems can arise it’s natural. But Tsukishima would never be the type to say something he doesn’t mean or do anything to ruin the relationship, you’re his person and no matter how much you two argue he’d always be sure you know he loves you and you’re the most important thing to him, and you’re very aware of that.

13. I Think I Like It When It Rains - Willis: ok a little bit of angst! In those difficult moments, sure sometimes Tsuki does wish it was like how it was a while ago when the pining and awkwardness was still there and you would go home after studying and you’d both still be giddy and trying to calm yourselves down. Cause the pining and awkward feelings were easy to solve, but these problems are harder, they’re the ones you solve for the long haul. But once he takes a breather he knows this is so much more important and worth it, and he’s reminded of how much he really loves you.

14. I CHOOSE YOU - Adam Melchor: you really would be living in Tsukis mind rent free LMAO and while he was all grumpy at first at the fact he even wanted your attention he’s so happy now it’s so cute pls. He goes to the store and sees something you like?? Yeah he’s buying it. Hears a song you might like? He adds it to the playlist you guys share (yes you would have one from when you would study together all the time and you’ve just kept it and he always add songs to it still for you) all in all, you take up his mind 25/8 now and he’s accepted it with a smile on his face

15. this is how you fall in love - Jeremy Zucker, Chelsea Cutler: introvert love anthem #2, this is literally so cheesy and I hope it fits your taste but anyways!! Falling in love is just so easy for you guys, it’s the easiest thing Tsuki’s ever done, and he holds a lot of pride to that statement.

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that’s it!!! That’s the thing!! Gosh I really hope you like it !! Thank you for being so patient and kind to me again, and don’t forget to message me if you need a change

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#haikyu x reader #haikyuu!!#haikyu requests #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu playlist #haikyuu hcs #tsukishima hcs #tsukishima kei #tsukishima x reader #tsukishima fluff #hq tsukishima #tsukishima imagine #tsukishima headcanons #tsukishima x y/n #tsukishima x you #kei tsukishima

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alrighty season 3 ep 2 thoughts. this post got ridiculously long so the rest is under a read more:

- literally i love every single time we see akito sleeping in this long and empty room. there’s something very encompassing about how empty it is + how the angle emphasizes it, especially when we can clearly see she’s sharing her bed

- shigure and tohru’s moments alone are always soo so sweet. their relationship so far is very much one where there’s a lot of affection between them (which ofc makes one of their biggest scenes together during the final act feel especially hurtful even though it’s a side of shigure we’re well aware of by that point -- it’s just something that tohru up until that point hadn’t witnessed, much less been directly confronted with. but i’m getting ahead of myself lmfao moving on)

- actually related to the above love tohru asking “wouldn’t i just be interrogating him?” and “the things kureno told me make me feel like i’m looking into a deep, dark well” just ahh i do love this background progression of shigure and tohru’s relationship and how it reaches a head when they have their talk about kyo later.

- this is perhaps unintentional but: having this shot of machi noticing yuki + clearly having some new feelings about him overlaid with/directly followed by momiji and tohru, where we still know momiji has an unrequited crush on her. yes it makes me laugh a little but it’s also fitting because at this moment in time yuki does not have a crush on machi in return + sees her only as a friend.

- it’s been mentioned but it bears repeating. why are they not progressing momiji’s height whatsoever lmaooo. funny because yuki and kyo have had gradual changes but they’re really just trying to make this growth spurt reveal super jarring huh. also holy shit he looks TINY next to haru in this shot. next

- the one kid in class asking hana to fuck the priyuki girls up but she’s like “actually i really don’t care” LMAO........ love her

- ugh i really love this moment with yuki.......... i think it’s been a while since we’ve seen the general student population (not just the prince yuki girls) still treat him in a revering way, now also in part because he’s the student council president but definitely still because of his reputation as the prince. this was something that was so deeply ostracizing to him early on in the series, and does still remind him of his loneliness -- but that loneliness isn’t crippling to him anymore, because now he does have friends who like him and who he can have fun with.

i’m going to write a bigger post on this later probably because this is a really important progression point in how yuki understands himself to exist in his school’s ecosystem + how his self-esteem is still developing.

- additionally i just want to say that this scene isn’t yuki suddenly falling for machi, or really something to be read as mutually romantic between them -- machi i think absolutely has a crush on him at this point (because he is. the only person who is actually nice to her and considers her existence aside from kakeru but moving on) but yuki’s perception of her at this moment is heavily tied to how he thinks of himself as a friend + whether he’s a worthy enough person to befriend. the fact that machi shatters those doubts for him in such an overt way is important.

- anyways machi is rly cute here i loooove that she’s comfortable being more expressive around him even though it’s mostly out of embarrassment LMAO...... she’s learning how to display her feelings and trusts him with that..... cute.

- also of note yuki putting his hand on the top of her head which is like... he’s trying to convey that he feels they have (or are starting to have) a trusting friendship with each other but it’s like. a bit too much for machi to handle omfg. honestly this goes in hand with way back when ayame patted yuki’s head in praise which was clearly something yuki didn’t receive much of as a kid, and i’m assuming machi also rarely if ever received that same sort of praise. what i’m saying is they’re both trying lmaoo

- also as usual shimazaki’s deliveries are spot on yuki is soooo fucking cute in this scene. “what? seriously? they’re even worse than the ones i made” he’s so casual and funny with her it’s so good

- okay the timeskip to sunset makes me laugh it makes it seem like tohru and kyo have just been waiting in that room alone for hourssss

- ugh how sexy would it have been if the brief flashback to kureno + the music overlay had been cut out here. like tohru seeing the birds and then turning to ask kyo what he would think if someone’s curse had been broken would have gotten the message across just as well + i think would have been more emotionally impactful.

- tohru’s expression here though is so good just. ugh. will say this point in hers and kyo’s relationship is just so tasty because he really is her most trusted confidant but she’s also so aware of anything that could be construed as him rejecting her or pushing her away, which now that she’s getting especially wrapped up in the family’s secrets...... it’s a thin line she’s walking w wanting to protect him but not wanting to push him away bc he’s resigned to what will happen

- this visual is so weeeeeird aoghjksd the screen being framed by her bangs. what. why

- hmmmm in general idk if the flower scene hit very well. it felt kind of awkward? kyo and tohru both seemed really stiff which is weird because literally just a minute ago they were animated pretty well tbh

- this post is already so long and i only JUST started the akigure part of the ep....... i’m so sorry

- machi and kyo both handing off white flowers to yuki and tohru respectively and then we’re hit with shigure giving akito a red flower instead. obviously because akito is symbolized by red camellias + to refer back to her memory of shigure giving one to her, but also just basic color symbolism -- white being more indicative of purity and new beginnings, red being something both passionate, evocative, dangerous.

- oh we’re back to the kids. it is not in fact akigure time yet.

- i loooove this tohru outfit so much she’s so cute in it. also ig it bears mentioning because i didn’t say anything about it last time, but the reboot hinting more directly to the audience that something bad happened to rin, rather than just her disappearing entirely, is def more overt than in the manga. that short scene of ren intercepting rin in the last ep was chronological yes, but in the manga we don’t see that happen until after we know that akito’s been keeping her in the cat’s room. so just by tohru mentioning that she hasn’t seen or heard from rin in a while, we’re clued in that something bad to her must have happened because of ren. which i don’t think is a bad decision honestly -- since ren is set up as the antagonist for this season, it might make viewers assume that ren did something bad to her, only for it to be revealed that it was akito and that akito is still becoming more and more unhinged. but that also ren is unhinged. disasters.

- “i’m sorry, i’m afraid i do have parents” this rly is just the mid-20s mood isn’t it

- mitsuru fucking hissing at shigure i cannot

- nakamura’s acting during this phone scene is so goooood oh my god. the LOATHING. honestly this alone just makes me crazy abt the insanity that is akito + kureno + shigure like jesus christ.

- kureno’s pitiful little “nii-san” after shigure obliterates his entire life. there we go

- honestly it’s funny how shigure’s expression looks when akito yells at him for sleeping with ren because for a moment it looks like he has NO idea what she’s talking about but then. nope. he fucked her mom.

- do like the little detail of akito pointing as she tells shigure to get out, but when he leaves he just turns in the opposite direction. like truly he has never followed orders to the t once in his life.

- this shot of ren is so fucking absurd oh my god. pls get ur male gaze directing out of here.

- “i... thought you forgot” man the way this is delivered feels really striking. i think because akito is never caught off guard in a way that surprises her in such a quiet way, or in a way that leaves her plainly vulnerable. like her vitriol towards him has to do with the fact that she feels he’s abandoning the bond they used to have (and ofc they bond they have through the curse), and that memory of him does act as a linchpin.

- it’s primo bitchy shigure hours. primo akito meltdown hours.

- this shot is soooo foreboding wow. straight up darkness. tho i kind of wish this shot was used instead for the “i want to crush her to a pulp” line, or at the very least that the shot for that line was just framed differently

- god they’re so fucking awful for each other. purely just a disaster duo. shigure taking control of the conversation + dismissing akito’s meltdown and emotional manipulation leaves akito feeling the only way she can have control over him is through seducing him since no other method works. the convo that has with her accusing him of sleeping with a lot of other women + her not knowing how to handle the fact that he slept with ren, and ofc the convo it has with her misogyny and how she views herself. they have this really vitriolic push and pull for control because akito doesn’t know what to do when she loses any control at all, and shigure’s grasping at what little control he can have considering how their power dynamics work with the bond -- walking away when she’s being manipulative, refusing to coddle her. like shigure’s wish for them to be on an equal playing field without the curse is a pipe dream because their relationship is just so, so damaged as is and is so heavily informed by what has already happened between them. takaya why did you have them end up together for realsies why did you--

- what is with the reboot team making akito break down the walls and doors all the time lmfao. bro the structural damage caused by this little 90lb disaster.

- i think i understand why they took it out (like maybe it would have been too overt with how they’ve set up the audience to expect something bad happened to rin after running into ren) but man they really just didn’t adapt one of the most haunting parts of the series huh. like this shot of rin being trapped inside the cat’s room right beside shigure thinking “i’ll be waiting for you” maaaan man!!

- okay addendum: apparently she is in the room. in hindsight i did notice this but it did not register as a person because i thought it was just a glare on the window 😭

#fruits basket #fruits basket spoilers #holy shit this post is long i'm so sorry LMAO..... i had so much to say

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bular · 3 years

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Welcome to Live Commentary

I had no one to talk to while watching the movie and I hate being alone with my thoughts so I wrote everything down in my notes app. It's not coherent! Enjoy!

Aw yeah 1.5 seconds of Bular that is all I needed! Might as well stop now I've seen my boy I'm satisfied.

Why is there a nearly 4 minute recap as if I haven't watched the show at least 50 times. I should be the one giving the recap.

The beginning felt a bit forced to me but maybe that's just me? Like they just tried to squeeze too many things into a small timeframe without any buildup, it just didn't really work. Congrats on the engagement! This is my OTP so I'm very happy! But it came out of nowhere.

Nari in Douxies body is so wrong and I love it and hate it at the same time (positive)

Eli is BIG. I knew he was gonna be tall but I was not prepared for that chiseled face. Or the fact that he stepped off the ship without glasses? I wear glasses and I would not choose to step off a spaceship blind.

OkAY who had mpreg on their bingo card?

AAARRRGGHH actually said a full sentence 🥺 there is no heterosexual explanation for this scene and I'm here for it

Arcadia being the center of the universe really does make a lot of sense. I hate how much sense it makes. Despise it.

Strickler in a Christmas sweater is something i didn't know I needed. Jim's jacket too but that's just adorable, Jim's adorable. Oh sweet baby you're about to get fucked over so bad.

Love seeing Barbara actively participating in battle too. Good for her! Power family!!

Where are the kids tho? Is NotEnrique babysitting? Either that or they hired the girl from the Incredibles movie.

Nomura is so talented I love seeing her fighting on the good side. I can't explain it but I love digitigrade legs they're just so pretty?? Aesthetically pleasing??? Fuck yeah, legg! I could watch Nomura run around and be badass all day.

WAIT NO OH SHIT HOW DARE YOU FUCK

STRICKLER DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE NOT YOU TOO THAT'S TOO FUCKING RUDE DON'T DO THIS TO ME

THERE'S NO WAY HE'S DEAD RIGHT WE SAW NO BODY

Barbara does not deserve this I refuse to accept it. He's fine he'll be back they wouldn't kill two Changelings at once. Also Nomura is with Draal now I take no criticism.

So my favorite characters were Bular, Draal, Gunmar and Angor. And before this movie I always half-joked that everyone I love dies, how I still like Strickler and Nomura but apart from them all of my faves were killed in the very order of favoritism. AND NOW LOOK AT THIS. THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN I LOVE A CHARACTER. MY LOVE IS TOXIC.

OKAY I LOVE GUN RO- WAIT NO I DON'T LOVE HIM FUCK ABORT ABORT

It's great tho omg

I didn't realize it was Gun Robot when I saw it in the trailer this is amazing

Okay but imagine you're chilling in your trollmarket minding your own business when some misfit group of strangers waltzes in, steals your favorite shiny and celebrates your death before running off

"I AM GUN ROBOT" IS THE HORN LMAOOO

Nana better show up at some point to reunite with her boytoy, I'll cancel this entire franchise otherwise

Something bad is going to happen to Toby isn't it. He's getting too much screentime

Jim's hand got DEEP FRIED

ARCHIE NO

We can play Scrabble okay if they don't free them (which they must) I want an after credits scene of them playing scrabble

Douxie and Nari's bond 🥺🥺🥺

Nari pls just say what you fuckin mean the world is ending

Oh god is she going to remember killing Nomura oh nooo

Claire don't make the portal you will die again. Your hair gon be white all over

EVERYONE AVOIDING THE SCHOOL JUST RIGHT THERE LMAO RIP

I love how Darci is just with the school bus. Civilian girlfriend. But also love how the world is ending and Coach is like "fuck that I'm gonna teach these kids"

Does he know his son is pregnant

"Going back to the city where it's safe" buddy have you been to that city

Whatever happens, Nari has the coolest looking titan. Giant four legged gremlin. I'd adopt him.

WAIT SHE CAN FEEL THE PAIN?

Me: oh i love that titan

The titan 5 seconds later:

Did Nari just fucking die what the FUCK

Oh of COURSE the pages are stuck together RIGHT THERE

Seriously tho how do you not notice an entire nougat nummy in a book

Wait so Arcadia has another heartstone? Or OH SO IT'S ALIVE. OKAY GREAT. GUNMAR COULDN'T EVEN DO THAT RIGHT HUH

Love how the Heartstone has been dormant/dead for months and apparently heard Blinky say it's alive and decided to wake up RIGHT THEN

Finally they're evacuating the city. This is like, the third apocalypse there. About time.

Okay so you can't pull Excalibur from the rock, but you CAN carve out the stone. Couldn't you just carve it off the sword as close as possible and like. Use that? Just swing the whole damn rock around?

God i can NOT get over Steve's pants. I mean I read a spoiler he was gonna be pregnant but I thought it was a prank or shitpost. I did not see this coming and I am never going to be over it. I love how he and Aja just roll with it and nobody else even cares. They've seen weirder stuff. So he's pregnant now. Whatever.

Jim's hand is bandaged and his ribs still hurt. I love that they're actually consistent with his injuries. I mean sucks for him but hell yeah for hero that doesn't always win!

Okayyy here comes the heartstone. Why not!

IS HE IN LABOR

So if you kiss an Akiridion 7 times you will have 3-5 babies in a few hours. How are they not overpopulated?? Also Aja couldn't have WARNED STEVE BEFOREHAND?

Eli is so supportive omfg

So uh where are the babies gonna come out of? I'm not into mpreg how does this usually work

OH STEVE THANKS FOR ASKING MY QUESTION

Oh good thing he happens to have 8 friends still alive. Otherwise this would've never worked. Nomura had to die otherwise there would've been 10 of them.

Why is everyone bowing to Jim? Did they rehearse this?

Stuart if you hadn't taken a bathroom break you would've thrown off the math and doomed the world. That was a poop of fate my man

Ahhh the signature quote. Where did Douxie and the Akiridions learn it? Did they rehearse this too? It's really cliché but I do like it tbh

If Strickler were dead we'd see more Barbara right?

WOOO BLINKY DRIVING

Ah Jim just used she/her for Bellroc! Finally we're learning some pronouns. I've been wondering this whole time.

MY VIRGIN EYES. WHAT IS GOING O N

How are they not dying with all this lava?

She really just yeeted Varvatos

Did Claire just tell AAARRRGGHH to jump off the titan and he did it without question

I want to say I like Stuart and want him to have more screentime, but I won't say it because I don't want him to die

Jim's poor ribs

Toby can drive yoooo

Tobyyy you're scaring meeeee

So did they really need the different stone or was the amulet just waiting for Jim to choose death over giving up

I saw the armor before but it looks VERY COOL

Also I didn't mention this before but I love that they cut Merlin's name from the incantation. Good for them.

Toby you lost your helmet noooo

For real tho I'm terrified for Toby rn. I saw a comment somewhere earlier that just said "Toby no" with no context and I am AFRAID

So do Bellroc's eyes work after all? I thought she was blinded back in Wizards in the past.

DID SHE JUST FUCKING STAB MY BOY

TOBY YOU SHOULD NOT BE THERE GET OUT THE TRUCK

Bellroc maybe screaming "i'm powerless" in front of your enemy isn't the best idea

She sploosh

DID JIM SURVIVE THAT FALL AND ALSO IS THE TACO TRUCK OKAY

How is he lifting Claire like that buddy you have bruised ribs and just got stabbed

ELI HI CAN WE SEE THE KIDS

SEVEN KIDS! AND ELI JR I LOVE IT

This show really loves to give people more than the recommended amount of babies with no warning huh

She immediately knows which one is Eli Jr 🥺 okay listen I'm not the biggest fan of comic relief sideplot surprise babies, but I have to admit they're cute. Cute couple. Throuple. Eli is in on this. He even has a Junior.

I TOLD YOU WHERE'S THE DAMN TACO TRUCK NANA WILL NEVER FORGIVE YOU AND NEITHER WILL I

Oh yea he better fuckin be alive I will commit murder

HE BETTER FUCKIN BE ALIVE BITCH

FUCK YOU

THAT'S A WHOLE ASS CHILD HE ISN'T ALLOWED TO DIE IT'S ILLEGAL

JIM IS GONNA LOOK DOWN AT THE GREEN GLOWING BITCH AAARRRGGHH CONVENIENTLY THREW THERE AND SEE HIM ALIVE OR SOMETHING

YEAH USE THE SWORD TO UNDEAD HIM! THAT'S HOW YOU USE SWORDS!

Unbecoming Part 2

So is Jim just gonna Groundhog Day it until everyone is fine? There's only 13 minutes left we're gonna need a bigger movie

Also I screamed so much about everyone's death and now everyone reading this after they already saw the whole thing is gonna shame me for clowning huh

The scene where Blinky is giving his goodbye speech, there are no babies and Steve has a round belly? Did he reabsorb them?? I mean I know Jim is about to un-birth them but he hasn't started yet

JUST HOW FAR BACK IS HE PLANNING TO GO

WAIT HOLD UP EXCUSE ME WHAT

Oh they did NOT just do that. I though he was just gonna go back to like, the start of the movie maybe. Not all the way

Imagine being in your early twenties with as much trauma as this kid has and having to pretend you're 16 again

Somewhere Unkar is complaining because "oh sure NOW it's a good idea"

I know Jim is wondering where Toby is because he was there before. But before, he made an entire meatloaf AND did his homework before leaving the house, so honey maybe wait a minute

For a second I thought Toby wasn't gonna be there and Jim would return to the right time. But there he is!

Alright so they're in school now, did they take the canal and just didn't mention the amulet on screen or did they pass it as if the Unbecoming episode hadn't been that traumatizing? Jim you know what happens when you ignore it

Jim maybe you're being too obvious here lmao

Soooo. Anyway. These whole past years I've rewatched this show over and over and over again are cancelled now?

OKAY AT LEAST WE SAW NANA FOR A SPLIT SECOND THAT'S IRONIC TIMING

So we get the quote again. And Trollhunter Tobias is nice. Cool. Cool AU I mean, but I don't know. I don't knowwww. I've been way too invested in everything to just accept that it never happened?? So uh. Hm. How about this.

Strickler survived because fuck you, and Toby also survived and just has scars now. Maybe a wheelchair but he's fine, also he can use the Warhammer for super speed and make it awesome once he's used to it. Archie and Charlie get freed once they rebuild the bridge (and they were playing scrabble to pass the time). Nomura is still dead because she died on screen and I can't really deny that but she's with Draal so it's okay. Everyone is traumatized but they'll be fine. NotEnrique is still babysitting 500 babies and Steve is about to bring 7 more.

In summary, I reject Groundhog Day ending but everything else was great, as long as it actually happened. It was a good movie. But you can't just cancel years of passion. Having the prospect of a million "canon AUs" sounds great for writing but at the same time nooo you can't do that he didn't have to go back THAT far HHHHH

I liked the movie. It was a great watch and a satisfying end to a franchise, but I gotta say I do not fancy the ending of it so I will from now on be in denial. I honestly feel kind of betrayed that this show was my whole life for so long, I learned every smallest fact, and they basically deleted it from existence. I know what they were going for, I think, but no thank you I will be going with my own opinion. Still gonna rewatch it a few dozen times though ✌🏻

And that concludes my live commentary that was supposed to be a small handful of notes. Feel free to shame me for my opinions. See ya!

#rott spoilers #trollhunters #tales of arcadia #this got a LOT longer than expected #i'd be surprised if anyone actually read the whole thing but oh well #i just. have a LOT of opinions #i started out so optimistic too #mpreg mention #can't believe i have to use that tag on a post about canon

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lipstickbisous · 4 years

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the lion and her sun. (6)

WARMTH GIVES ITS BEAUTY.

notes: soooo we’re at the first year of marriage!! this might be going really fast but there are at least nine more chapters until we enter when the show starts.

you have to remember, aurane doesn’t know ANYTHING about her mother or that part of her family, she’s only been raised in the lannister part of her.

also i REALLY hate time skips but i didn’t know what else to do.

i feel like i use the word ‘kiss’/’kisses’ a lot so if yall got better ideas pls send some

i’m SORRY for skipping the smut tehe that just wasn’t the general idea for this chapter

pairing: oberyn x oc!reader, ellaria x oc!reader

summary: in the first year of marriage, aurane reminisces her childhood decides to delve into who her family is and their history.

warnings: not much in this one, just fluff, insinuated sexy times. this one’s short, i’m super sorry. the next will be better i promise (fluff wise) ;)

word count: 3.4k (next one is better so)

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dear sister,

king’s landing is not the same. your vibrance and happiness was always cherished in the castle hallways and now, all they are is drab. even father misses your presence, but we both know he would never admit it. jamie remains in his battling sessions, he’s becoming quite skilled with a sword, but you should know, aurane, he feels awful about when you left. he seeks your forgiveness. tyrion hasn’t changed a bit. he drinks wine and fucks whores in his chambers, just as before, but now, there’s no one to stand on his side when arguing with father.

i heard of the wedding and that it was glorious. things in dorne are always perfect, as much as i hate to say it. i do want to tell you that all of us regret deeply for not being able to attend. i would’ve loved to watch my sister at her wedding. i bet you looked so beautiful--my lovely sister dressed in her white dress in the dornish sun. i can only imagine how lucky that prince is.

while on the topic of oberyn, i am praying to the gods that they don’t mistreat you there. such loveliness does not deserve to be destroyed.

joffrey and myrcella miss you very much. despite the fact you were their only aunt, you were the favorite. i’ve tried to play games with joffrey. he always loved the one where he hid and you would find him. i failed at this because when he hid himself in the library, i spent hours looking for him. i’ve tried to draw with myrcella, but as i hope you can remember from your childhood, i was never the artist. tommen is a strange case. so young and so innocent, he doesn’t understand why you had to leave. as his mother, i feel shameful to say that his nagging and asking of ‘where is auntie aury?’ has become incessant.

perhaps one day, we can visit you in dorne, although i don’t believe we’ll ever be quite fully welcome there. if you would like, i could gladly arrange a ship so you can visit us back at home. it is terribly quiet here.

with love,

cersei.

―

aurane had not replied to any of her sister’s letter. tyrion had sent a few and she’d even received one from her father, but jamie was silent. of course, she missed her family, she was connected to them by blood, they would always be in her heart, but aurane had found her home was no longer king’s landing or casterly rock. she had no urge to leave dorne, and over the course of the past year, she’d even traveled to other cities in the sandy biome. lemonwood was even hotter than sunspear but the warmth didn’t seem to bother her.

finally, she had been treated with the utmost respect. she had never been truly hated by sunspear, but there were few citizens who had not approved of a lannister third in line for the throne. now, her and oberyn would take sunday walks throughout the city and they had no need for doran’s soldiers trailing behind them. aurane had proved herself trustworthy.

it was growing close to the end of the year and at the moment, aurane was sitting curled up with the silk sheets she’d grown so in love with, feeling the morning sun almost burning into the room. her and her husband had just dismissed their last guest while ellaria lied at the end of the bed, soaking her body in the dornish sunlight.

oberyn, who had poured two cups of wine for his lovers, looked to his wife and how her gaze was no longer focused on him or ellaria but the parchment in her hand. “what is it, lion?” he climbed onto the bed as his first lover crawled between aurane’s legs.

“my sister,” she smiled, reading the end of the letter. “she wants me to visit king’s landing.”

ellaria combed a hand through aurane’s hair, which had been softer than normal since they had shared a bath the night before. she kissed the princess’ forehead and grasped one of the cups oberyn held. “do you want to go?” she whispered and oberyn turned his attention to who he saw as the most beautiful women in the world.

aurane shrugged as oberyn handed her the second cup of wine. “i have no urge to,” she spoke shamefully and looked to her husband. ellaria’s fingers were trailing across the inside of her thigh and up to her hips. “they’re my family and i don’t feel the need to see them like i should.”

“nonsense, lion,” oberyn pulled himself closer to his lovers and inhaled the scent of peaches and citrus. a kiss was pressed against aurane’s collar bone and one on ellaria’s cheek. “it’s however you feel. you haven’t replied to any of their letters so they could be growing nervous.”

“and as much as we hate to admit it,” ellaria whispered, meeting eyes with her first lover. there was nothing aurane loved to see more than the two heavenly people before her showing their love. “they are your family. and it would be good to see them.”

the princess shook her head and threw the parchment onto the marble floor before embracing ellaria in her arms. the older woman placed a solid, open-mouthed kiss on aurane’s lips, fully aware of how oberyn watched. his hands combed themselves through aurane’s hair and he pecked his lips on her cheek. “it does give me an idea, though,” she whispered as ellaria’s lips trailed down her throat to her sternum.

oberyn chuckled from the depths of his chest and rubbed aurane’s temple with the pad of his thumb. “what is that, my sun?”

she pulled his head up to hers for a kiss before touching foreheads. ellaria wrapped her arms around aurane’s torso and pressed her cheek against aurane’s lower stomach. “i never knew anything about my mother,” aurane sighed into the pillow and arched her back. “i only heard short stories from father. and then there were the whispers. ‘is the bastard born of rape?’ how my mother was supposedly captured and forced into another birth.”

“no one here believes that,” oberyn repeated the words he found himself saying almost every other day for the past year. he brought her knuckles to his lips before littering them with kisses.

aurane shook her head. “you don’t need to say that,” she dismissed him and tore her hand from his hold to cup his cheek. “it’s a lie. and i don’t care what people think.”

with her head on aurane’s stomach and her eyes closed, ellaria, in some state of bliss whispered, “then what is it you want?”

―

dinners between the lannister family were not normally peaceful. there was always some sort of bickering or boasting at the table and it was the chaotic life aurane grew up with. jamie would either fling food into cersei’s hair or tywin would grew frustrated with tyrion simply just by the way he ate. there were only certain moments that aurane had where it seemed like all was well with her family.

aurane had always been the most perfect of the them all and lord tywin lannister made sure his children knew it.

she was only at the age of seven when her sister had been braiding her hair in the gardens. they would be moving to king’s landing in the near future, and although the younger lannister would see even greater ones later in her life, there was nothing like the gardens of casterly rock in this moment. the sky was clear and the sunlight was just barely peeking through the heavy leaves of the trees above aurane and her sister.

“you’ve always had the prettiest hair,” cersei admired as her fingers wove their way through each strand of the three sections she’d created. sometimes, she would spend hours braiding and unbraiding aurane’s hair just to feel it’s unusual softness. “and the prettiest eyes. and gods, your skin. unlike any other really.”

the younger princess twiddled with her thumbs and listened as thousands of miles below them sat the vast ocean crashing against the cliff of land. “a maiden said i shouldn’t have skin like mine,” aurane fretted. the feeling of hands running through her hair had always been so soothing. “she said only laborers should have skin this dark.”

cersei’s fingers immediately stopped their movements as she froze. she bent over on her left side to look her sister in the eye. “and which one said this?”

“she didn’t mean it like that, cersei,” aurane replied and stood to pick a flower from the bed of roses and daisies in front of her, thus unwinding the braid. she sat herself back on her cersei’s lap as the older sister began to braid again. “it’s like when papa talks to himself sometimes. she was brushing my hair and it just came out.”

there was a slight tug on a strand of hair that stung aurane’s scalp. she gasped harshly and dropped the flower so her hand flew to the sore area. “sorry, aury, but if you hadn’t gotten up, it wouldn’t have happened,” such excuses bothered aurane as she sulked. the day would be ending soon and they would be called to the dining hall for dinner. “no maiden--absolutely no maiden--has any right to say such things to a pretty princess,” cersei popped her finger on the tip of aurane’s nose, resulting in a loud giggle. “gods, you’re going to be beautiful.”

―

“i still don’t think i understand,” doran looked to the ceiling of the throne room, hoping that an answer would be found but instead, his eyes could only entrance themselves on the sculpting.

oberyn sat back on the lounge chair with his legs crossed and ellaria standing behind him. doran had always been respectful to her, and perhaps it was because she’d given oberyn three children. “doran,” he dragged out his brother’s name with a cocked head.

beside oberyn sat aurane, who unlike her husband, sat with her back straight and her hands neatly set in her lap. “i wanted to know her,” aurane imparted. she leaned her elbow on the arm of the love seat and tightened her jaw. “i was never given a chance. i couldn’t even see what she looked like. if she really did have dark hair and eyes. the least i can do now is learn what i can about her.”

a shake of his head, doran leaned on his knees. “we already know her name,” he sounded exasperated. why did he seem so against this idea? aurane had every right to know as much about her maternal side of the family, and even if he did forbid her from discovering it, she would still go. “she lived in salt shore and everybody there believes she was captured by lannister armies.”

“well, then they should know it’s not true,” aurane disputed.

doran looked to the ground and squeezed his eyes shut. “they don’t like you there,” aurane arched a brow and parted her lips, careful not to show that her brother-in-law had definitely taken her by surprise. oberyn and ellaria listened carefully as the latter sat forward in the conversation. “they hate every lannister, including you. if you go there, you’ll be disrespected. you’ll threatened, there’ll be attempts. you- you could die.”

“she is not a lannister anymore, brother,” oberyn placed himself in the middle of the feud. “she is a martell, and anyone who would try to threaten or hurt her would...well...” he looked up at ellaria who only smirked in return. “for lack of better words, would have to deal with us.” such comment set a spark in aurane while she bit her bottom lip, feeling a gaze upon her as she did so.

the eldest in the room finally glanced through the opening of the throne room, leading to a balcony that overlooked all of the gardens in their beauty of the golden sun. the day would be ending soon and doran could only (not that he really wanted to) guess how oberyn would invite more maidens and suitors to his chambers as ellaria and aurane awaited. “it’s too dangerous,” he whispered inaudibly. the conversation was making his head hurt. once oberyn and ellaria escorted the youngest of the throne room, each with a protective hand on her lower back as she doran murmured, “fuck.”

―

a boy, who could be no older than twenty-eight name days exited the chambers along with several maidens aurane had recognized from the kitchens. they all excitedly giggled as the moonlight took its setting. aurane sat at the edge of her bed, naked with that silver lining oberyn savored so much. her feminine lover traced several fingers down her spine. for once, even if it had been a long time, oberyn wanted only to rest.

“a beauty,” ellaria whispered, intoxicated off of too many glasses of wine. she smelled of honey and lemon and silk. “a gift, really, given to us by the gods,” a kiss to aurane’s shoulder but it did nothing to relieve her mind of precarious thoughts. a drunken smile descended over ellaria as she pressed a kiss to the princess’ neck, ellaria’s lips trailing higher and higher. “such beauty seems too good to be real. it shouldn’t exist,” a kiss to aurane’s cheek. “but yet, here it sits, before me.”

aurane squeezed her shoulder blades together as a reaction from the sudden touch of ellaria’s fingers against her inner thigh. oberyn sat up when he detected his wife’s discomfort. “and we should be so honored to have this beauty,” he pulled ellaria’s hands away from aurane, but the princess remained still. “perhaps our lion has had enough for the night.”

the older woman threw herself on the sheets and immediately fell into a slumber when pressing her face against the pillow. oberyn sat himself behind aurane, a blanket wrapped around his waist as he wrapped his arms around her figure, pointing to the night sky before them. “do you see that star?” he breathed. aurane didn’t do much but nod. oberyn tucked his head in the corner of her collar bone and neck. “it is the brightest one, but only during the summer. in the winter, the coldness dims its light so that it appears as any normal star. the warmth gives its beauty and the cold takes it away.��

aurane turned to him and pressed her forehead against his. her eyes were patiently closed as her lips parted, “your point is, oberyn?”

“you belong here, my sun, in sunspear,” he hated himself for saying so, but doran was the leader of his city and it didn’t matter how much oberyn wanted to defy him. aurane’s eyes popped open in disbelief. “not in king’s landing, or casterly rock. you’re simply glowing, lion. you’re home here, in dorne.”

she looked down to his lips like they would give her some sort of comfort when they were the source of her frustration. “so, you agree with doran?” she inquired, arching an eyebrow. her hands reached his wrists as she began to push him off of her, but he stilled.

“i definitely do not,” he muttered, careful to leave his first lover in her sleep. aurane felt a fingertip on her stomach, tracing what she felt were small stars on her skin. “but i understand he says. and i have to listen to him, lion.”

the princess shook her head and set oberyn’s hands away from her stomach and at her hips instead. “no, you don’t,” she whispered before crawling from his grasp and resting next to ellaria, setting her touch on ellaria’s waist.

her dreams were wildfire in her head that night. one came after the other, and they seemed like an endless show of unnecessary acts and music numbers. a certain one even left her with a glimpse of robb stark, but soon faded into the king’s landing setting. another was aurane on a beach, alone, and despite her terrible fears of abandonment, she felt content. it might’ve been the phantom feeling of saltwater and sand getting familiarly stuck in between her toes, the breeze creating long courses and traveling through them in her hair, or the sun plastering a darker shade onto her skin.

when she woke the next morning, her and ellaria were alone. any normal night, oberyn would insert himself either at aurane’s back or in between his lovers, but there was more space for aurane to sprawl out in her conscious state.

ellaria then rose with a loud yawn straight into aurane’s year, stretching her arms so that they accidentally hit the headboard, creating an ever louder noise. that same drunken smile had now sobered only a tad bit. ellaria was still in her haze. “good morning, sweet girl,” she grinned, looking around the room to see if there had been any more wine left over. “how did you sleep?”

“like a baby,” aurane’s voice was raspy, as it normally was. ellaria planted a kiss on her nose.

“good,” she laughed and threw the light covers off of her body. with not a morsel of shame, she strutted about the bedroom in her nude form, only to notice that there was no more alcohol and she now desperately craved the silk sheets again.

aurane laughed when she distinguished what exactly it was that ellaria had been searching for. “yes, i believe we finished all of the wine,” she lied on her back and tried her best to find solace in the linens above her head. aurane could remember how her and ellaria had pinned them to the ceiling during one cool afternoon. ellaria frowned at aurane’s truth. “i don’t believe you need any more.”

still in a drunken haze, because no matter how much alcohol ellaria drank over a night she could always handle herself in the mornings, the older woman’s hands flew up to aurane’s face. she hesitated for a second, seeming that she had forgotten what she wanted to say before her eyes lit up. “where is our prince?” her grin widened. “where is our lovely prince?” aurane mocked ellaria and grabbed her cheeks.

“i don’t know,” she kissed ellaria’s lips. over the past year, aurane had been given countless experiences she’d never had before. one of them was entangling herself with ellaria and showing everything to her. women’s lips were better than a man’s--not to say she didn’t like kissing oberyn, if anything, she enjoyed connecting herself with him--but women’s lips held such treasures she’d never even seen glitter before. they were laced with a certain poison, that was not fatal but lured aurane in so she could never escape.

ellaria furrowed her eyebrows and frowned, returning the light gesture to the princess. “it’s been a long time since we’ve enjoyed a morning without him,” her words were lustful and practically dripping with that poison.

“it has,” aurane giggled once ellaria lowered herself that her lips touched the center of aurane’s belly. her fingers danced over the skin of aurane’s hips until they trailed to stopped at her mound, her lips soon meeting her touch. “you haven’t had enough?” ellaria shook her head as she kissed aurane’s pink pearl, but only earned a small and staggered sigh.

“we’ll never have enough of you,” ellaria spoke lovingly, her touch even more careful. she wanted to taste her princess more than ever--to watch her writhe and whimper until that explosive release took its turn and aurane would return to her sleepy haze. but there was something stopping her. “what is wrong, sweet girl?”

aurane’s hand cupped ellaria’s cheek as she sat up against the wooden headboard. once ellaria rose to her eye level, their lips only inches away, aurane could smell the honey and lemon. “i was raised by such cruel people,” she notes. time had shown aurane how evil her family truly was--that, and oberyn’s stories of elia, which had only made aurane feel even worse though he insisted that none of it was her fault and he loved her even beyond death. “and i feel i somewhat deserve to know more about my mother.”

ellaria’s forehead touched aurane’s as they simultaneously closed their eyes. a single breath was all that could be heard, even the waves and birds outside had quieted down. a voice spoke, but it wasn’t ellaria’s. instead, it was deep and strong, sounding raspy as it always did, like it had been hiding all this time. its source was a tall frame of a man in the doorway. “you deserve the world, my sun.”

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beecherdrysdale · 3 years

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Hehe hiii I’m writing this before I go on the treadmill lol.

Alright the screaming will be non stop- and I’ll be glad to make girls jealous lol. I am ready to distract some kids. “GO BRIGID!!!!” Yes we do have some vv hit friends esp you brigid, with dyl and Jamie 😏 the girls would be sooo jealous. Ryan and I bumping each other around will be a regular occurrence. Imao “not again...” yesss the boys are embarrassed but still hold onto each other! Hehe poor Quinners hand. Hmmm maybe I will make it up to him later 😏. Dyl would be a nervous wreck lol. I’d probably throw my sweater at him so that he can close his eyes, but he would still annoy me and ask every 5 secs “is she winning?” “How is she doing” “I can’t look” “this is too much for me to handle” and I chirp him so hard, but would understand because he really likes you :)

Ya right after shower etc. And we go out to celebrate the chirping restarts. I would have to many in my head. At the end of the day Jamie and dylan were amazing and you are proud of them. I’ll be sure to try squeezy applesauce!! Hehe I eat cliff bars between breaks but recently stopped because it took me forever to chew lol so now I just bring a banana to my matches. Brigid we should go to Costco together and ride in the cart- I would probably not bring the boys just cuz Costco’s huge and we would lose them hehe.

Yess team TRAMPLE GET READY. We promise not to damage your suit:) the girls would be jealous hehe.

Ig it is hard. But we understand. If me, you and kesh go to their games, would you sit across the rink or w us lol?. Cactus club is great, the food is très bien. Same w Cora! I’ll take you there !!

Imao people would be so confused on why I was crying but I just saw all of you 🥺 yay pls distract me while I warm up my hips w my resistance band lol. Nah it isn’t weird that you aren’t nervous. Look I’m a confident driver but that entire day was weird. It was summer and like an hour and a half before, I was getting my legs waxed lol and my legs were super slippery because of the oil they put on you after hehe. So first of all I was nervous all ready (shaking lol) and then in the car my entire seat was just so slippery, so that didn’t help and it was like plus 29. But anyways I passed, so ig going through that horrible experience was worth it. I’d probably make eye contact w y’all in between points and just burst out laughing but it’s ok. imao at the end I hit Ryan in the face w a ball. He would be mad cuz you start dying of laughter beside him and Jamie’s like panicking because he doesn’t know what to do and he just get you water. But you are still laughing . I’m down on the court also laughing and Ryan’s just trying to climb and get onto the court to chase me around hehe. Awww Quinner my bb, gotta give him my post match kiss. Ooo time to sometimes like I yell at the screen, but I could just see you being annoyed and yelling.

Ooo yes it’s getting semi spicy at Coachella. Dylan’s getting handsy 😏. Ya Jamie would just be glaring at Dylan’s back lol. And you’re just enjoying the view of Dylan’s hair and the performance lol. Oooo you can play w his hair. Aw thank u Braden for offering, I’ll take you up on that .but I can just see Quinner glaring at us too and getting flustered. He would get so annoyed hehe. I’m so oblivious sometimes, but I get down from bradens shoulders and go on yours lol. You can go on mine too:). meanwhile kesh is just in kirbys shoulders chilling and not even paying attention to what’s happening. Oo I’m not a big fan of makeup. I never wear it. I only have a clear lipgloss that I wear to events and sometimes I don’t even wear it lol.

Imma be honest we will probably not last very long on each other’s shoulders but It would be so cute if you are just watching one of the performances and Dylan or Jamie just come behind you and wrap their arms around your waist from behind and put their chins on top of your shoulder or head 🥺 and you are just swaying to the music with them .... Coachella is so fun at night according to the videos my bro has due to the lights and the fireworks that they release at night!! So you can kiss under the fireworks 🥰.

Our outfits would be amazing, like Brigid your hair would be so cute in Dutch braids!! Hehe yes the guys would look so hot, and not even try but just imagine being at Coachella w this team!! We gotta make sure we don’t forget sunscreen lol . And water, gotta hydrate !!

-Lexi

lol that’s fun, we love the treadmill. jk i hate treadmills, i feel like i’m not going anywhere when i’m on the treadmill and i can’t stand it. anywaysssss long post

lmao yes please distract my competition so i can win hehe. honestly it might work bc there are rarely hot guys in the stands at swim meets, so you never know. and then they would be like what are they doing bc you guys would be so chaotic up there lol. and everyone’s squeezing everyone else’s hand but pretending they’re not. “no we weren’t holding hands, what are you talking about?” and you’re just absolutely destroying quinner’s hand, so you have to make it up later 😏 and then dyl is just hiding his face in his hoodie, which make sure you wear a shirt under your hoodie ik i never do lol, but you’ll want one bc it is hot af at swim meets. like when you’re wet you feel cold, but in the stands it’s soooo hot. anyways dyl’s face is in your hoodie and he just asks how i’m doing every 5 seconds. “dyl just look yourself, i can’t tell it’s too close” and then he refuses to look so you chirp him lmao. but it’s ok bc then after i win we all have our epic trample hug lol. i love how it’s turned from a hug into just a huge trample lmao

haha you and ryan preparing chirps the entire time i’m swimming and just saving them til after lmao. but it’s ok bc i’m just chilling with jamie and dyl who were surprisingly really good at keeping me distracted and getting me all of the food i need. yes try squeezy applesauce, i literally love it sm, like i have a strange addiction to it but it’s fine. oh yeahhh clif bars do take a really long time to eat, i kind of forgot about that. personally i’m a weirdo so i hate bananas unless they’re superrrr green. yesss that’s part of our vacay now (i mean we already had going to a store but it’s fine) and then we make the guys push us around in the carts lol. we’ll def lose them at some point, but yk what it’s fine we’ll find them eventually

haha it’s ok i can still sit with you guys, i’ll just be wearing a usa jersey. probably my 1980 o’callahan jersey i got for christmas bc i love it sm. yes please take me to get food lol

hehe yes everyone is confused why you’re crying and you’re just like i’m fine my friends are just here. yes ofc we’ll distract you from your warmups. oof that whole driving test experience sounds awful. anywayssss yes i could def see you making eye contact with us between points and just start laughing and whoever you’re playing is so confused. hehe and then you hit ryan with the ball and he’s mad at me bc i just start laughing, but then he gets over it and decides to go after you lol. meanwhile, jamie’s just like wtf do i do? and he’s trying to get me to drink water lol. and then ofc you give quinner a kiss. but just be warned if you’re not winning or it’s close and i’m stressed about the match i will start screaming at you lol

oooh yes coachella is gonna be so fun. hehe dyl getting handsy 😏 sorry jamie, i love you too bb, but you got to let me and dyl have our moment. and i’ll just be playing with dyl’s hair while we’re watching 🥰 meanwhile, you’ve taken up braden’s offer but then quinner’s jealous so you feel bad lol. so then we take turns on each other’s shoulders. and then kesh is just chilling on kirby’s shoulders oblivious to all the guys getting jealous lmao. but then later we’re just chilling standing there and then jamie comes up behind me and wraps his arms around my waist and puts his head on my shoulder 🥺 and just swaying together to the music. that’s the softest shit. and kissing under the fireworks 😍 the literal dream. anyways yeah the only makeup i ever ever wear is mascara, but that’s hardly ever, but our outfits would be so cute. and we could do matching dutch braids! omg yes the guys would look so hot, but we have to bring sunscreen for our white boys. and yess water bc i’m always dehydrated

ily too 💗

#ask answered #anon answered #skating anon

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devil-in-those-eyes · 4 years

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Duchess of the Kooks Part3- JJ Maybank

Soooo, only like one more part and then Duchess of the Kooks is done! But I’m thinking of doing a John B imagine, maybe like two parts? Let me know if you want to be tagged!

Also, if you come across gifs of JJ pls tag me, I need inspo for part 4 :)

Taglist: @lovelymaybankk @hyuckiesoftie @outerbanks123 @heimdoodle @downbytheouterbanks

WC: 2.5k

Summary: it’s midsummers and JJ has to work it. Y/N runs into Rafe while trying to enjoy her night.

Warnings: cursing, I think.

To say you got an earful was an understatement. You had to sit there and listen about how money didn’t grow on trees and Pope didn’t have to take it a step further, JJ didn’t have to take the blame. Your uncle was intentionally trying to take the blame off of Topper and Rafe, but he had gone.

“Was what Rafe and Topp did horrible? Yes, Y/N, it was but there’s nothing we can do about it now. So, let it go.” But you couldn’t let it go.

“You’re going to midsummers, Y/N.” Your uncle said after you got home and you sat on your bed. You began to groan but he cut you off, “if I have to suffer, so do you.”

Your uncle turned away and opened your door before he turned back to face you, “what happens today… stays between us.”

You instantly nodded. If Topper, your mom or dad found out you got your uncle to bail out the guy that helped sink Topper’s boat, you’re pretty sure they’d send you to boarding school, or lock you up the whole summer. You could keep a secret, no problem, but in that moment you felt like you owed uncle Mac everything.

You didn’t know why you did what you did, or why you reacted to seeing JJ get handcuffed and tossed in jail. If it were Pope, would you have called Mac to help out? Would you be sitting on your bed, wondering how you can help JJ pay for the damages done? It wasn’t like Topper was going to actually repair it, your parents would probably leave the boat where it was a buy a brand spanking new one for a few extra thousand dollars added on top of the restitution. You knew where JJ was from, he had it about as worse as John B with his dick of father and you knew JJ would probably spend the rest of his life paying off the restitution.

You couldn’t get over how messy this just seemed to be.

Midsummers was stupid, like.., really stupid. You could be with Kiara, watching documentaries on the ocean, catching waves or drinking beers on John B’s boat with the rest of them. Instead you were dressed in this light pink lace flowy dress with a flower crown sitting on the top of your head.

“Why don’t you smile?” Your mom asked sweetly, but you knew she was royally pissed off at you for no reason.

“Yeah, Y/N, who knows, maybe you won’t look like a gremlin for once in your life.” Topper grumbled to you.

You stared at him in his suit. “You’re calling me a gremlin? Just because your relationship is going down harder than the Titanic doesn’t,”

“For god’s sake, you two.” Your mother cut you off as you walked up to the country club. “We’re here as a family, lets act like it.”

You’ve never been a family, but you kept your mouth shut. As you made your way through the country club and towards the back where you knew you’d find Kiara just as distraught from being here as you, your mom uttered something about you needing to make an effort to talk to Rafe.

You wanted to tell her that it was never going to happen, but you had never been one to talk back and just walked quickly. Your white heels clicked against the floor and you found yourself smiling as you locked onto your best friend in a pretty silk dress with a headband filled with flowers, talking to Pope, who was here to work the event with his dad.

Because of Agatha the cell towers have been down, so you hadn’t been able to talk to Kiara about what happened. Not that you were sure you’d tell her how you got Mac to bail out JJ. She’d question it, you’d go under the third degree and you could barely explain your actions to yourself, let alone your best friend.

“God, you look just as uncomfortable as me.” you answered as you reached them.

Kiara and Pope turned to look at you but Kiara’s eyebrows lifted, “yeah, you don’t look uncomfortable, you look hot.”

You laughed nervously, “shut up.”

Kiara hit Pope right in the stomach and Pope stuttered, “Yeah, uh, you look nice.”

“Nice?” Kiara echoed. “You’re so awkward, Pope.”

You laughed and turned around, crossing your arms over your chest and taking in the groups of people filling up the back area. They set up trellises over the grass with flowers hanging from it, an area for the band to play and a dancefloor. Tables set up all around and on the back wrap around patio. The more people that filled in, the more you felt like you belonged somewhere far away.

“We’re in the lions den,” Kiara said softly, grimacing.

“Wanna sneak out in an hour?” You asked her and Pope, looking over Kiara to look at Pope.

“I have to stay for at least three,” Kiara sighed.

“I don’t think my dad will let me dip out early.” Pope frowned.

“I said sneak out, not ask,” you told them and motioned to Kiara’s parents who were enjoying some champagne, “your parents wont even notice.”

Kiara sighed, “you’d be surprised.”

You sighed and touched your stomach, feeling the dress suck you in. Pope asked softly, “You guys hear from JJ?”

You pressed your lips together. You didn’t exactly speak to him, nor did you know what happened after you walked away from him. You shook your head slowly as Kiara answered, “No, but he’ll be fine. He has the survival instincts of a cockroach.”

“It’s all my fault.” Pope grumbled.

“You didn’t do this, Pope.” Kiara said, touching his shoulder.

“This was all my brother, and Rafe.” You promised him. Pope nodded slowly. You looked over as people started clapping for the Cameron’s. You caught sight of Rafe and felt your stomach tingle with disgust. “I am going to make friends with someone older than twenty one and get drunk,” you looked at Kiara. “You with me Kie?”

Kiara groaned, “god, yes.” She turned back to Pope. “We’ll bring you back something.”

For a few hours you could actually somewhat enjoy yourself and you had Kiara to thank for that. You made her dance and you bothered Pope and his father. You annoyed your uncle and kept out of sight from Topper, Rafe and Kelce but you did notice that Sarah was doing everything she could to stay away from Topper and it made you feel some sort of way because karma.

You had just grabbed some little finger food from the inside when you walked back out onto the patio, to head to Kiara and Pope, when you saw JJ standing on the other side of the deck, holding a small round black tray. You stopped in your tracks as he picked up a glass and turned his body towards you, his eyes latching onto you. People passed in the space between you two as JJ’s eyes took in the pretty dress, strappy heels and you felt your heart flutter at the sight of him in black slacks, white dress shirt with a black vest, a little bow done at the base of his neck. Blindly, with his eyes on you, he placed the empty glass on the tray, his rings flashing at you.

You hadn’t seen him since earlier and you smiled, taking a step towards him but then he surprised you by lowering his eyes and disappearing the other way. Your smile dropped from your face. Maybe you two weren’t making strides like you thought? Did you overstep too much by bailing him out?

“I didn’t realize you were into damaged goods, duchess.” Rafe said, his chest touching your back.

You closed your eyes and breathed deeply before painting a pretty smile on your face, turning around to face him. “Get lost, Rafe.”

Rafe stared down at you, “You have everything you could ever want in life, why are you bothering with them?”

It was the way he said it. Like he couldn’t imagine hanging around them, like JJ and Pope and John B were disgusting the worth much less the dirt underneath his polished shoes. And it angered you so deeply because they were people too and they were worth so much more than Rafe and Topper, and even you, could ever amount too. But tonight, you didn’t feel like fighting. You didn’t have it in you, the last few days had been exhausting, so you just nodded and clenched your jaw. “Have a good night, Rafe.” You breathed, turning away and putting the plate of foods on a table beside you.

Rafe grabbed your arm and twisted you around, “you’re such a brat. I keep trying to give you the time of day, but you’re so focused with the dirty Pogues that you don’t see it.”

“Let go of me, Rafe.” You said.

“When are you going to realize they’ll never amount to anything, Y/N?”

“Let her go, Rafe.” JJ said, is voice coming from behind you but as soon as he stepped closer, it was like Rafe’s friends just came out of the woodwork. You knew it was bad that JJ worked this event, considering Rafe and Kelce just wanted to finish the fight from a few nights ago.

Rafe stared at JJ over your head and still didn’t let go, so you twisted your arm from him and stepped back. “You got a lot of nerve coming here, Pogue.”

“Yeah, well, some of us have to work for a living.” JJ answered, you could feel the heat of his chest covering your back, his voice close to your ear.

Rafe looked back down at you and smirked, “Find me when you’re done with him, I’ll show you a good time, Y/N.”

You were quick to turn around and face JJ, pushing your hands into his chest as he lunged for Rafe, ready for another fight. “The hell did you just say to her?” he asked over your head, trying to side step you to get to Rafe but you knew that Rafe was just waiting to get JJ in trouble.

“JJ, no!” You said and stepped in front of his eye sight, “walk away.”

“Pussy.” Rafe muttered as you continued to shove JJ away.

You pushed JJ until he was inside the country club, his chest heaving with anger. You grabbed his hand, his fingers clasping tightly around yours as you pulled him to the back, where you could stand outside in the quiet, where no one else could bother you.

You waited until you checked to make sure there was no one before laying into him, “Are you out of your freaking mind?”

“I’m not gonna sit on my ass and let him talk to you like that.” JJ answered. As you turned to look at JJ, he turned his face away and leaned against the white railing, keeping his head down.

“I can handle Rafe, JJ,” you said, stepping closer to him. “He’s looking for you to start something, don’t give him that satisfaction.”

JJ didn’t fight back, or argue, he didn’t even look at you. You felt something heavy settle in your stomach as you finally took a chance to see him up close, his busted lip wasn’t so bad but there was something dark in the corner of his mouth.

Resting against the rail, he was an inch or two shorter. His hands resting on either side of his hips and as he lifted his face and turned his cheek, you caught side of the bruise and small cut on his cheek. One you didn’t notice earlier. When you left him at the police station, he didn’t have it.

“JJ,” you gasped, stepping into him. “Oh my god.”

Your fingers touched his smooth chin, trying to get a better glimpse the bruises but he moved his face from your grasp. “Don’t, Y/N, stop.” He shrugged you off, pushing your fingers from his face.

Fear mixed with something else started to settle inside your stomach. You let your hands drop to ghost over his warm chest and whispered, “What happened?”

JJ slowly looked up at you and showed you the bruise on his cheek and it made your heart hurt. You knew Pope and Kiara hadn’t seen him and if Topper or Rafe had gotten their hands on him, they would’ve bragged. You remembered seeing JJ walk towards the man that you figured was his father, and remembered how angry the man looked.

JJ’s empty eyes stared into you and with a whisper of a head shake he said, “Don’t say it, Y/N.”

By that point it was clear who had hit him. His own father. You got the sudden urge to wrap your arms around his neck and crawl into his broad shoulders, but you couldn’t. The two of you weren’t close at all, you hugging him would probably make him feel weird but the emptiness in his eyes only hurt you more.

You just wanted something inside his eyes. You missed seeing the look in his eyes whenever he was a dick to you, the brightness whenever he smile. You missed when they looked clear and light, like the sky. Right now, they just looked like the black ocean during a hurricane.

Nervously, you lifted a hand from his chest and touched your palm to his cheek, the one that wasn’t bruised. Relief slowly filled you as you watched JJ slowly melt into your touch, a gentle heat filling his eyes and he slowly turned his head into your palm, breathing deeply.

A hand touched your waist, urging you a step closer. His eyes closed briefly, relishing in your touch before they opened and slowly took you in. He smiled, “You look really pretty, Y/N.”

Your heart fluttered and your cheeks burned with heat, “thank you.”

A loud laugh, coming from somewhere back at the party, startled you. You dropped your hand, but his stayed on the curve of your hip. “I should get back,” you said softly, stepping back from him.

JJ breathed deeply, standing up and straightening his shoulders. He smiled softly, “any way I can see you tonight, after this?”

You really wanted to see him. Something about his eyes was just pulling you in and you didn’t know why. You bit your lip and reached out, fixing his vest and straightening his bow before sliding your hands over his vest. “Think you can be quiet enough to sneak in?” You said, fighting a smile.

JJ instantly smiled, it spread over his mouth and caused those pesky butterflies, except this time you wanted the butterflies to last until the end of time. He lifted a hand and ran his fingers through your hair. “As it turns out, I love sneaking around.”

“Good,” you breathed, dropping your hands from his chest and stepping away. “Say 1:30?”

He smirked, watching you continue to step away. “Can’t wait, Y/N.”

Oh, my god.

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