#but then school went online and now I just close my door and hope she’s not standing outside

[aalyssah]

My Nerdy Boy

Pairing: Nerdy!Peter Parker x Popular!Fem!Reader

Warnings: Smut. Blowjob, Cursing, Handjob, Loss of Virginity, Names, (Good Boy), Oral, (Peter Receiving), Praise, Soft Sex, and Unprotected Sex. Minors DNI 18+

Word Count: 3,188

Summary: You're a beautiful popular girl in school and after numerous rejections to a boy who doesn't know what 'No' means, Peter steps in, causing an interest to spark in you.

A/N: I just thought of this as Peter, who's a nerd, that's in love with the popular reader, but thinks he has no chance :( Hope You Enjoy!

Being the most popular person in college is hard, especially when you're a girl. It's not your fault your parents are famous actors!

Boys tend to flirt with you, girls want to be your friend to get that same popularity, hell, even some girls want to date you, but you're not that type of person.

You're not one to look for relationships. You just want to do good in school so you can become something helpful to the world.

You walked through the school doors, a small pink bag in your hand. Everyone stopped talking as they watched you walk down the halls. You ignored the whispers of people cooing over your outfit and walked to your best friend MJ.

She's been with you since day one, not caring about your popular parents and that's what made you both so close. "Hey girl, you look good today. You smiled at her compliment. "Thanks, you too. Anyways, have you heard about the assignment Mrs. Smith posted online?"

You and MJ began talking about school until the sound of loud boys yelling caught your attention. You turned around to see Brad walking in, his face oranger than Donald Trump. You rolled your eyes as he made his way towards you, a football in his hand.

"Oh god, here we go." You heard MJ mumble under her breath.

"Y/n! Lookin' amazing today!" You gave a small fake smile. "Thank you Brad, you look-" You paused, looking at him up and down. "Uh, great." Brad cockily chuckled. "Yeah, I know, just got a new tan. You like it?" You held back a laugh at his face.

His face was orange, not matching the rest of his white body. "Yeah, sorry to cut the conversation short, but I have to get to class, so I'll see you around." You were about to walk away, but Brad called out.

"Wait! I just wanted to ask if you would go to prom with me?" You closed your eyes, trying to find a way to politely reject him. "Brad, you're a great guy, but I'm really not into you."

'Ooos' could be heard around the hall as Brad's face dusted pink. He just got rejected in front of most of the school. You walked away without looking back, going to your class.

-

You went through most of your classes and now it was time for lunch. You were starving and couldn't wait to eat. You sat at a table with MJ eating when Peter came.

He held a tray in his hand. "May I sit here?" You nodded your head, scooting over. "Sure, it's a public lunch room." You flashed a smile Peter's way, a blush forming on his cheeks.

Peter was known as the school nerd, but you didn't care. You and MJ were in the middle of talking when Brad and his football lackies came sitting there. "Move it nerd, this is a popular table only." Peter instantly stood up, grabbing his book bag and tray.

"Hurry up kid." Peter tried his fastest to grab his stuff, but wasn't fast enough for Brad. "Brad stop, leave him alone." Brad ignored you, slapping the tray out Peter's hand, his food falling to the floor.

Laughter erupted throughout the lunch room as Peter got down on his knees and began cleaning up the food. "Brad stop being an asshole and leave him alone!" You pushed past him, getting down to help Peter.

He looked up at you, kind of shocked that you were helping him. "I'm sorry about him, he's just rude." You help him clean up the mess before giving him a smile. "I'll see you around." Just as you finished your sentence the bell rang, everyone getting up to leave for their next class.

-

It was the next day and you were walking around the corner when you accidentally bumped into Peter.

Your books fell out of your hand and you jumped back. "Oh, I'm sorry." You both bent down to pick them up, your hands touching.

You looked at him, making eye contact. Peter awkwardly chuckled, standing up. "I-I'm sorry, I-" You put a hand up. "Hey, calm down, it was just an accident." You grabbed your books. "I like your outfit, you look nice."

Peter looked down at his blue collared shirt with a small smile. "Thank you, my aunt got it for me." The sweet conversation was interrupted when Brad came around the corner, laughing loudly. "Wow, Peter Parker's aunt buys his own clothes and they're ugly!"

Brad and his boys laughed, a frown coming from you. "I knew you were pathetic, but not that bad!" You watched as Peter looked down at his feet, quiet as a mouse.

"Alright Brad, just because he wears something different than you doesn't mean you have to be rude about it. Everyone has their own style." Brad looked at you surprised.

"Oh c'mon Y/n, why are you defending this nerd?" You shook your head in shame. "You shouldn't treat people like that. Stop being mean." You grabbed Peter's wrist, dragging him to a different area.

"Sorry about him again. Don't listen to him, in fact, I think your outfit is cool." Peter smiled slightly. "I think we should hang out sometime. I have class, but I'll talk to you later." Peter let you go, watching as you walked off.

He felt so in love, but there was no way you would choose him.

-

PROM NIGHT!

There were posters plastered everywhere the school, telling everyone prom was coming up.

Unfortunately, you didn't have a date, but you don't think you're gonna go with anyone. Usually you and MJ go together, but she and her boyfriend, Ned are gonna go.

You walked up to MJ smiling. "Hey." She greeted you. "Hey, you heard about prom tomorrow? Who's your date? Maybe Brad or Kyle from history." You scrunch your face in disgust. "Oh hell no, definitely not Brad. I might not even go this year."

MJ frowned at your words. "What why? We always go." You shrugged your shoulders, taking some books out your locker. "You and Ned are going and I don't wanna be a third wheel." She was quick to deny.

"You won't be. Just come for me, please?" You grunted in annoyance. "Fine." She squealed, hugging you. "Thank you, oh thank you. I love you." She kissed your cheek and left off to go find her man.

You stood against your locker on your phone, when a shadow blocked some light. You looked up and almost rolled your eyes to the back of your brain.

There was Brad with a smirk on his face. "Y/n, you still down for my offer about the prom? I was thinking we could wear blue, maybe red, so we can look hot. Be the center of attention."

You pushed him back, scoffing. "Brad, I already told you. I don't want you. I don't want to date you, talk to you, not even be friends, so what makes you think I'm gonna go to the prom with you?" Brad gave you a challenging look. "Damn, I love me a feisty girl." You walked away, leaving him alone.

You did all your classes and even got to leave early to get ready for prom. You chose a black dress and did minimal make up, not wanting to go all out. MJ stopped by and got you and drove y'all to the school.

The moment y'all reached there, loud music bumped down the street, lights flickered and flashed, and bodies moved against each other like they were in a dance club.

"Me and Ned's gonna go dance." You heard MJ yell at you. You nodded your head with a smile, watching as your friend went off with her man.

You went to a small table that was littered with snacks and drinks. You grabbed a water bottle, cracking it open and taking a sip. You looked around the room once more.

It was a nice prom with some of your fellow classmates enjoying their time. As you looked around you caught the eye of Peter, sitting alone at a table, tapping his foot to the beat of the music. He looked so lonely.

With a determined smile, you got up, walking over to his direction, but before you could make it across the room, Brad came out of nowhere. "Baby, Y/n, you look beautiful tonight." You rolled your eyes, putting a hand on your hip.

"Before you ask, the answer is no." You tried to walk past him, but he only walked in your direction. "Woah, where are you going? I just want to dance, maybe even share a kiss."

"Brad, I've told you multiple times, I don't want you! So no, I don't wanna dance, or kiss you. Leave me alone." You walked past him, making your way towards Peter, but you were pulled back by Brad, his arm wrapping around your waist, and forcing you against his body.

"Why do you play hard to get? I've tried to be get with you since 5th grade, but you're to blind to see because of that stupid nerd Penis Parker!" You squirmed in his arm, trying to get away from his disgusting hold, but he only held you tighter.

"Stop trying to run." You looked around nervously, seeing if anyone was paying attention, but everyone was too busy dancing, and the loud music didn't help anyone.

"Get your hands off of her!"

You felt your whole world stop at that voice.

It was Peter.

The music slowly died down at the yelling, people's attention turning to you. "And what are you gonna do if I don't?" Brad challenged, with a smirk. His smirk was wiped off his face when Peter's fist connected Brad's cheek, his grip falling off you.

Brad fell to the floor, looking up in shock. Murmuring was heard around the room at Peter's strength. You quickly stood by his side, looking down at Brad.

"If you ever try to touch me or even talk to me, Peter's gonna beat your ass, and we know you would want that." You chuckled, watching as Brad scrambled to his feet and left, too embarrassed for what happened.

Everyone began dancing like everything was normal, you turning to Peter. "Thank you Peter, I don't know what would've happened if you weren't here." Peter smiled, looking down at the ground.

"Well, you're just really pretty, and I didn't want to see you get hurt." You matched his smile, grabbing his hand. "Let's go somewhere private." You dragged him outside to a nearby hotel.

It was much quieter and y'all could have peace. Peter felt nervous as you booked a room for the night, but he was sure y'all wouldn't spend that long there.

You closed the door, locking it behind you before sitting down on the bed. Peter awkwardly stood up, looking lost. "Peter, sit down." You said, patting a spot next to you.

He slowly walked to you, sitting down. He had his hands in his lap, playing with his fingers. "Peter? Why'd you help me out there?" Peter stayed silent for a second, trying to think of the right words.

"No man should grab a girl like that. Especially someone like you." You tilted your head to the side, with a questioning look. "What do you mean someone like me?"

Peter jumped up, thinking you were offended. "No, I didn't mean it like that! It's just, you're really pretty, and I don't want anyone to do something you don't feel comfortable with. Plus, you’ve helped me so many times with Brad, so it’s only right for me to help you."

You watched his facial expression as he spoke, getting deep in detail on his reasoning. "Peter? Do you like me?" Peter avoided your eyes, giving you the answer. Without thinking, you grabbed his jaw, guiding him to your lips for a kiss.

Peter sat there, eyes widened, not knowing what to do. You pulled back once you felt him tense up. "Peter, I'm so sorry! I thought you were feeling me!" You scooted away, but Peter was fast to grab your arm.

"No! I want you, I-" He stopped speaking, feeling embarrassed. "I've never done this before." A smile appeared on your face at his confession.

No wonder he always gets so flushed when around you."You're a virgin?" He nodded his head. You 'tsked' rubbing your hands in and down his pants. "Well, we don't have to do anything you don't want to."

Peter shook his head, grabbing your hand. "I-I want you to be my first." Your eyebrows shot up. No one's ever asked you to be their first. "Are you sure?" He finally looked up at you. "Please?"

You dropped down to your knees, spreading his legs apart. "Get naked." He quickly stripped from his clothes, a little eager for you. You could see the bulge poking from his boxers.

A shocked gasp escaped from your lips. "Peter!" Peter sat up, looking worried, as if he did something wrong. "What? What's wrong? Does my thing look weird? I'm sorry!" He quickly raised his hands to cover his crotch area.

You gently pulled his hands down, with a smile. "No Petey. I didn't know you were packing this much." A blush formed on Peter's face at your compliment and the nickname.

You pulled his boxers down, throwing them somewhere in the room. You grabbed his cock with a chuckle, stroking him up and down. "You're so big Peter." He stared down at you as you took him in your mouth, humming at the sweet, but salty taste.

Peter moaned, head falling on the bed. You took him deep down your throat, before slowly coming up. Peter felt like he was on cloud nine right now while you were sucking him off.

You slowly began bobbing your head and cupping his balls, smiling at the squeal that came from him. You took your lout off him for a second, still stroking him. "Peter, baby, can you do me and favor and fuck my mouth?" Peter looked at you with wide eyes.

He's seen people do it in movies, but in person?

With someone as pretty as you?

Hell yeah!

Peter carefully guided your mouth back to his cock, scooting down the bed a little. He thrusted his hips up, his eyes shutting tight at how good your mouth felt. Your nails were digging a deep moon crescent into his thighs.

He was whining above you, his pace not slowing down. "Oh god, it f-feels so g-good!" You relax your jaw and hollow your cheeks around him, making sucking noises known. Peter jerked slightly, hips slowing down.

You noticed how close he was getting and pulled back fast. Peter let out a frustrated sigh, sadly looking down at you with puffy red cheeks, and eyes glisten from the tears.

"Sorry baby, but I don't want you to cum yet. You haven't even felt me!" You stripped from your dress, pulling the straps down, revealing your body.

Peter moaned at the sight of your body, hands coming to your waist. "Ah, ah, no touching, I'm in charge." His hands fell slack on the bed, looking up at you as you stepped over him.

You squatted above him, guiding his cock to your entrance. With slow movements, you slowly sunk down, moaning as he reached deep in you. Peter moaned at your tightness, closing his eyes tight.

You saw and said something. "Open your eyes for me. Look at me as I ride you." Peter opened his eyes, tears glistening in his pupils.

He's never felt anything this good.

You just started and he's already drunk on your cunt.

You gently bounced up and down on him, your hands planted on his chest. Your breast bounced with every movement, Peter's eyes staring at your nipples.

You breathily chuckled, leaning down so your breasts were dangling in his face. He looked up at you with pleading eyes and with a nod, he leaned up and latched his mouth onto your nipple.

He suckled the nipple, an arm wrapped your waist, pulling you down more, as you still bounced on top of him.

With one bounce you stopped, grinding against his pelvic, his cock swiping against different parts in your body. Peter moaned as he hit your sweet spot, feeling you tighten around him. "Feel good, yeah?" You panted out, beginning to bounce again.

He nodded his head, knowing if he talked it would come out as babbled words. "Gotta use your words Petey." He bit his lip before answering. "Yeah, it feels s'good." You smiled. "Good boy, baby."

Peter thrusted his hips up, moaning as you clenched him. "Oh fuck!" You said surprise. "You like to get praised? Huh? You're my good boy, aren't you?" Peter nodded his head, wanting to please you. "Go on and fuck me then. Just like you did a minute ago."

And Peter complied with your order, tucking your head in his neck, knees bent, and feet planted on the bed and began thrusting in you wildly. Loud clapping noises and moans were heard around the room as Peter fucked you.

His balls slapped against the back of your thigh as you squeezed around him repeatedly, feeling all pleasure run through your body. Peter ended up hitting your sweet spot, plowing into it nonstop.

"Oh my god Peter, I'm gonna cum!" Your legs shook, back arched and mouth opened, filthy moans coming from you. You ended up cunning without noticing until you heard Peter moan and wet noises coming from your bodies.

You watched Peter's facial expression as he got close. "Y/n, where can I cum?" He was desperate for any answer. As long as you tell him where to cum. “Inside, I take birth control." That was all you needed to say for him to cum.

Peter came with a needy moan, emptying everything in you. You both laid on top of each other, catching your breath. "You were way too good for your first time." You both shared a laugh.

You got up and slowly pulled out before going to the bathroom to clean up.

As soon as y'all hit the bed, you were asleep, with you holding Peter against your chest.

-

The next morning you woke to your phone with texts from MJ.

MJ: Y/n, you okay? I heard you left ‘cause of Brad.

MJ: Y/n, are you gonna answer?

MJ: Brad moved, he's going to LA and doing collage there.

Peter woke up, nuzzling his head into your neck, taking in your scent. "Peter, you did so good that you ran Brad outta here. He moved to LA."

Peter had a smile on his face at your words. "You're so strong. My strong nerdy boy." You corrected yourself, brushing some hair out his face.

That day you and Peter became official, him growing somewhat popular and not only did you not have to worry about another guy messing with you, but you’re happy you got a nerdy boyfriend.

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[cannellee]

omg, i giggle like a schoolgirl whenever i read your abo hcs🤭

can i have bestfriend! mikey who comes over to the reader’s house (not realizing she’s in heat) and ends up mating & claiming her?

ty for all the juicy fics btw 😋

TOKYO REVENGERS OMEGAVERSE ☆

alpha! mikey x omega! reader

— mikey claiming omega! reader

my masterlist : ☆

cw: sex, cockwarming, breeding kink

(it's only my third time writing full smut like this, so I hope it's not too bad!!)

you knew mikey since primary school, when innocent friendships bloomed easily. none of you knew your second gender yet, and you actually never gave it too much thought.

you grew up pretty close, the proximity of your houses making it easier for you to bond. mikey was carefree and seemed always sure of himself, these traits of his kept your future omega-self nearby.

being with him felt great. he was a kind friend despite his overly direct behaviour, he always got your back whenever school kids were being mean to you.

you guys were with each other through every stages of life. when you turned out an omega, mikey was quick to drive away students who wanted to have a taste of their freshly presented schoolmate. he was protective, never going overboard either.

it was safe to say you thought you guys would remain in a special relationship all your life. and mikey thought so too. for years, he had never seen you as something more than a friend, qualifying the protective position he took as nothing more than an amicable worry.

but lately, something had begun to shift within mikey. a subtle change that he quite couldn't put his finger on. at first, he brushed it off as nothing more than a passing phase, but days turned into weeks, and weeks turned into months and he soon began to realise that his feelings for you were changing in ways he had yet to understand.

it started with small things — the way his heart skipped a bit whenever you laughed, the way his gaze lingered longer than before when you smiled - has your smile always been this bright ? he slowly came to crave your scent, unconsciously leaning towards you and watching the way your soft lips would move each time you talked.

mikey felt a pull at his chest just by thinking of his dear friend with someone else. will they be able to treat you right, and keep you safe ? mikey was just worried. he wanted to hear your voice, to hear your secrets and make sure you were not seeing anyone.

it was a week off, so mikey called you. it wasn't unusual for you to talk over the phone, even if you had a house at a five minutes walk away from the other.

but you didn't pick up your phone. and mikey noted how uncommon it was, you always did. he tried a second time and when he was denied again, he just gave up, giving you some time. upon seeing his missed calls, you'll call him back.

but you didn't, and not even a text was sent his way. he tried multiple times after a while and grew worried. you never were this silent online, not answering him for a whole day was strange, to say the least.

so he went out, took a few brownies emma cooked with him to give him a reason to come over, and crossed the street to your home.

he didn't bother making his arrival announced ; none of you ever bothered for such formalities.

clenching the doorknob, he frowned at how it actually opened, half expecting it to be locked. still, he came in, quietly making his way into your house. it was silent and dark, with the windows all wide opened, a cold breeze hitting his skin.

confused at first, mikey softly called out your name, putting the snacks on the kitchen table and getting rid of his jacket, leaving him in his plain white tshirt. "y/n ? are you in there ?"

the absence of response pushed him to keep going, dangerously approaching your room. he stopped mid way, when a few noises came out from the end of the hallway. "y/n ? is that you, everything fine?"

as he stood right behind the door, mikey could now decipher the said noises. soft desperate cries, erratic breaths and an intoxicating smell embalming the air, seemingly seeping from every hole under your door.

mikey took a deep breath, connecting the dots and cursing himself for coming this far to you —you were in heat. the omega he grew obsessed with, was right in front of him, the wall, the only thing keeping him away from his growing urge to just burst in.

"m-mikey ? is it you ?" despite your weakened state, your friend was close enough for you to recognize a foreign smell inside your house. mikey probably didn't even notice his own pheromones started to spread, instinctively reacting to your erotic ones. fuck you smelled so good.

"I'm sorry I'll leave, I didn't know you were in heat". as overwhelming as his need to claim you was, mikey didn't want to risk your trust.

"n-no please mikey stay!" you were in a haze, too high off of your wish to to be taken to actually have any clear thoughts. and mikey knew that, but he didn't want to take advantage of you.

"I just came here to make sure you were doing fine, and give you some snacks emma made. I'll leave and lock your door, this isn't safe in your state. beside, I don't want you to regret anything, you're not thinking straight" it took a great reasoning for him to actually ignore his instincts screaming at him to just barge into your room and take you right here. breeding you until you're full of cum and exhausted to the point you can't walk straight. dirty thoughts are flooding his mind, the whole situation sending blood to his cock.

"no please, I know I won't ! I'm still clear enough to know what I want, they barely just started today. please mikey". pleas fell out from your mouth. and too overwhelmed by the consuming need for release, you can't even get up to pull him to your nest.

"or is it that you don't want to do it with me ?" mikey sighs heavily, body all tensed up. this sent a growl down his throat, you only whined in response, scared at the prospect of the alpha you desire not wanting to mate with me.

but, of course he does, that's the only thing he can think about right now. and whenever his own ruts hit, he's ashamed to admit your body is the image he pictures each time.

"please mikey, I just really need you right now. I wouldn't do it with anyone else if not you" you begged once more, voice growing even more desperate. a few salty tears rolled down your face at the frustration mikey was submitting you to.

and just like that, mikey was right in front of you. he took in your whole form, shaking and sensitive, desperately awaiting a touch.

you wore only your underwear, the heated room feeling too much. despite your opened windows, some hair stucked to your damp forehead, and the blankets were since then long gone, thrown out of your nest.

you looked heavenly in mikey's eyes. actually, you always looked perfect, not a day passed without mikey admiring your dreamy features secretly. but today particularly, something seemed different.

it was the way your eyes slowly looked up at him, lust and envy clouding your vision, and the way your body seemed to immediately attract him to you, legs spreading as if they had a mind of their own, your heartbeats quickening and scent getting progressively sweeter to tempt him even more.

there was no turning back. after witnessing such a delightful scene, mikey would never be able to turn around, close the door and act like nothing happened. you had him right where you wanted and he was more than willing to comply to your wishes now.

"please mikey, it hurts"

by now, mikey's instincts had fully taken over and an ardent desire burned inside of him, praying him to just take care of the delicate omega laying in front him.

"yes I know baby, and you did really great on your own, waiting for me to find you, all spread out and pretty". you reached out for him instantly when mikey came to join you, you emitted a satisfied purr, happy to finally have the alpha you longed for give in to your demands.

he didn't wait long before starting a short foreplay, kissing, licking and sucking every inch of your skin, leaving tiny bite marks all along your neck, insisting on your scent gland.

he brought his fingers to your entrance while continuing his assault on your neck and collarbone. he massaged it slowly, observing your reactions to know exactly where it felt good. he kept going for a few minutes before stopping, throwing away your bra and finally pushing aside your panty, giving more access to his hands.

and you felt one finger entering you, his mouth now sealed to your nipple. his tongue rolled against it, lapping expertly while drinking in your moans of pleasure. he kept bullying your heterogeneous zones, in hope to hear more of you, to see you completely break under him, just like he always wanted to see you.

"that's it baby, moan for me, let me hear your pretty voice"

and moan you did, especially with how three of his fingers were now sliding in and out of you with a sweet speed you couldn't get enough of. you had tears building up in your eyes and you watched as a string of saliva connected mikey's mouth to yours. his finger felt so great, and his mouth, now attached to your lips, turned you absolutely breathless. but still, it wasn't enough, you needed more.

"please mikey. I want you in me, please I want more" the friction of mikey's fingers felt good, but you were too far into your heat to actually need foreplay. the slick you produced was enough for mikey to just fuck you without any prep.

"I know I know baby, I'll make you feel so good don't worry" he stopped his movements, your fluids coating his fingers. he licked them, looking at your droopy eyelids.

you waited patiently for mikey to undress himself, throwing both his tshirt and your panty aside, before finally getting rid of his bottom. you watched eagerly his length revealing itself to you, a sight which only made you drool. and you could only wait for mikey to give you what you wished for, completely at his mercy.

you were now fully naked, squirming in front of mikey. he contemplated you again, your honeyed scent driving him crazy by the minute, and the way your pulsating core seemed to call out to him was very much a sight mikey could get used to if you let him.

"I've wanted this for so long, God you're so beautiful"

he let his hands travel all around your body, kissing you passionately while whispering praises of how pretty you looked.

"that's it baby, lay nice and still for me. you're doing so good". and you did, waiting expectantly, hungry for his touch and affection. you couldn't care less about your dignity, it just felt great to want him, obey him, beg him. whatever he had to offer your body, you would accept it with a smile on your face.

and with all his restraint, mikey entered you in one painfully slow thrust. you moaned louder, eyes shutting by themselves with the intrusion, and "yes, yes, yes" flowed out from your lips.

he didn't let you any time to adjust, he knew you didn't need any, and immediately started rocking his hips. he let out low growls of pleasure, mouth right next to your ear. you drank them in, feeling pleasure building up inside not only from the relentless pace he was going at, but the satisfaction that your omega had succeeded in making her alpha feel good too.

you were desperate for validation and release, clawing at his back with weak hands, legs spread wide open for your alpha. your tits bounced with each slap and mikey's hips connected with yours in a excruciatingly delightful manner.

with the way your brain was clouded with pleasure, you could only chant his name. if only you knew what your desirous pleas did to him.. knowing you'd let him to anything to you was a major turn on that kept mikey yearning for more.

"you're doing perfect, that feels incredible baby". reassuring you, he maintained his pace, capturing your mouth for a heated kiss before sucking on your skin, whishing for it to leave deep red marks.

fuck, mikey wanted to mark you, claim you and breed you in every way possible. he didn't think he would be satisfied with just one round now that he finally had you under him. he was going to take such good care of his precious omega, fucking you dumb until you can't think of anything else but him.

he felt you clenching around him, your tight hole pushing him closer to the edge. "just like that, good girl, you're gonna make me cum". and you so wished for him to cum inside you, filling you up to the brim with the seeds you desperately wanted.

slapping thighs, wet noises and erratic breaths were the only thing you could here. and the pleasure mikey granted you, the way his strong scent enveloped you and how his fingers found your clit again to help you chase your release made you see stars. not a single thought could make their way into your brain, all you could think about was the heavenly sensations you were experiencing right now and mikey's strong chest on top of you.

you begged for him as soon as you felt it come closer, scratching his back, mouth wide opened and tongue lolled out. your eyes rolled to the back of your skull and you thanked mikey for giving you this much pleasure. "that's right baby, take all of it". his thrusts were getting sloppier with each passing second, announcing your coming climax.

you both came at the same time, with a high pitched moan for you and a deep growl for mikey, which always managed to send shivers down your spine. you felt his cum flow inside of you, painting your insides with a white fluid.

and you took it all, just like he told you, hoping for more praises but too high off of his cock to do anything else. he kissed your temple, looking into your exhausted eyes while slowly going in and out of you. you both tried to catch your breath after bliss took over you.

"you did so good for me angel, such a perfect omega". you chirped happily in response, content about his satisfaction with you. you couldn't talk, heat turned you into a submissive mess.

you let him cuddle you from behind, cockwarming him to make sure you didn't spill any drops of cum, and you stayed put for him to do anything. he kissed your shoulder softly, whispering about how good and obedient you were.

he liked the calming feeling of his cock plugging your wet pussy, taking you like this felt so good and heightened his already possessive thoughts about you.

you were so perfect, you took your alpha so well and now you're staying still for him to pour his cum into you. he wanted to keep you all to himself, fuck you throughout all your heats and never let you go after someone else. the claim he put on you wasn't just out of sexual interest, but genuine love he had for you. and now that he had fucked you, it felt like everything was falling into place, his sense of purpose reaffirmed.

he had you, his lovely and delicate omega, waiting for her alpha to wreck her and turn her into a sobbing mess.

he looked forward to the rest of the day.

"now were not finished baby, we'll need a lot more if we want to go through your heat smoothly, right?"

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[russett-pots]

how about teaching sex with minju as your caring and nurturing senior, where you are shy and awkward but minju sweetly encourages you. minju guides you to cum all over her tummy and abs, and then she teaches you to pleasure her and make her cum, and then she gives you the ultimate lesson: for you to cum inside her. then minju teaches you to admire all the cum you released on her body, and your juices leaking out of her

Careful Noona

Kim Minju

Tags: Raw, breeding. caring Minju Sunbae

Words: 2.9k+ (2,992 so close to being 3k)

Sorry for the long wait. I have some existential crisis going when it comes to this blog)

You look down at your test paper and sigh.

Another low one

You studied hard for the test, trying to memorize every equation on the board. Been practicing all the problem sets. Yet on test day, you forgot everything. Everything the anger boils in you. Why can’t you get a higher grade? During the pandemic when everything is online, things are easier. Well since you can look at your notes during the test. Things were much simpler back then but now you have face-to-face class and you failed the test, failed it hard.

You shuffle your feet out the door. Your other classmates are busy talking inside about their passing scores. You are very jealous of them. But you put up your chin and say to yourself.

You’re going to do better…

Or at least that’s what you hope.

“How did you do?” Someone appears in front of you.

“Fine.. well actually I don’t want to talk about it?” You mumble.

It is your friend Minju. Well, kind of…You really met her since she was delayed. It isn’t because she failed a class. It is because she went on a leave of absence. From what she told you she did, she was very productive. She was in an internship for a sought-after company and maybe they are looking to hire her after when she graduates. But then you are just out there trying to survive college, hoping you’ll graduate one day.

“Jaesung-ah. Put that smile upside down. You can do better next time.”

“Well…” You show your score to Minju. Your heart is beating as you show her your test results.

“Oh…you really need to study. Wanna do some study sesh?”

“Well at this point. I’m willing to do anything.” You stand up and head out of the room. You turn back at Minju. “Noona, want some lunch?”

“Sure!” Minju replies excitedly.

You walk out of the college building. “What do you want?” Minju curiously asks.

“Chicken?”

“You thinking of what I’m thinking?”

“Well, you know where my favorite place is.”

“Come here. Let me buy you lunch.” Minju clings onto your arm and drags you with her.

She brings you to your favorite chicken place to cheer you up. Your favorite is spicy bbq and hers is snowy chicken.

“Which one are you going to get?” You ask Minju.

“Let me treat you. Let’s get the half-pack and share. You want kimchi rice or regular rice.”

“Regular is fine.” You mumble.

“Well suits you. I’m going to have the kimchi rice.” Minju almost shouts and turns around to the counter.

“Fine. If it’s okay with you. I’ll get the kimchi rice.”

“Anything to drink?”

“I’ll just stick with my water.” You pull out your jug.

“Okay. Just reserve a seat for us.”

You go up the stairs to the dining area. There are a lot of people. It is already rush hour what do you expect? You start to think you are going to get taken out. But then in the corner, there is a group of people about to leave. You quickly swoop over and steal the table before anyone else can.

You sit down and wait patiently for Minju and the food. Then you take out your phone to scroll thru Instagram. The first thing you notice is Minju’s photos. She is the first one on your feed. One thing you have noticed is that she is in her bikini. She may have been a bit conservative when it comes to what she wears to school but when she gets out and about she is wild. Her swimsuit leaves little to the imagination. She is such a cute and jolly girl when you meet her but when she is out parting she is a totally different person.

Down there agrees with what you see. The very skimpy clothes already make your cock harden. Even for a bit. It already makes you a bit horny. But that thought is interrupted as she is your friend even if you had a small crush on her. It isn’t much but you wouldn’t mind dating such a beauty like Minju.

“Ya!”

Your mind gets interrupted.

“Food’s here,” Minju announces to you. “I got our favorites half and half. Half spicy bbq and half snow chicken.”

“Thanks, Minju.”

“No problem. Just relax a bit. Forget about things. Okay?”

“Okay…it’s just my score—“

“Shush!”Minju places her finger on your lips. She grabs her chopsticks, pick-up one of the pieces of chicken, and stuffs it in your face.

“Food? Is good?”

You nod your head as you cannot say anything. Minju smiles as you affirm her. You make a thumbs up and smile as you can taste the deliciousness of the food.

Minju chuckles with your cheeks stuffed with food. She takes a bite of a piece with a scoop of rice.

You enjoy the food. It helps you forget about what happened a while ago. Finally what you like is blocking what was your old score.

You eat a bite of chicken with some rice. A perfect combination of simple food.

“Feeling better?” Minju asks.

“Yeah, I guess.” Then you blush.

“Wanna talk about it? Wait are you blushing?” She notices you.

“No. No. No! It’s just hot in here.”

Minju smirks. “Well if you want some help with studying then you can just hit me up.”

Your cheeks blush again, even harder this time. You put your hand on your hot cheek and smile. “Sure. Sure.”

~~

Weeks later.

~~

“Jaesung-ah. The test is next week. Wanna study together?” Minju taps your shoulder after class.

“Sure. I’m kind of more confident now. But anything would help.”

“Later at my place?”

“Oh? Are you sure? I don’t want to intrude.”

“Nah— my roommate isn’t going to be at home tonight. So it will just be the two of us.”

“No problems then.”

“Yippie. Anyway got to go. See ya tonight?” Minju starts to run away.

“Okay.” You wave at her.

Uhhhh dammit. She is so hot.

This is so wrong. I shouldn’t do this.

Is this my chance?

You quickly head home to change, wearing something nice, and put on some cologne. This is your chance to impress her. Well time to impress her with more than a friend.

But you are conflicted. All of a sudden you got this urge. You had a crush for a while but now you have this chance out of the blue. You never thought to yourself that you were going to Minju’s dorm alone.

You try to go up to her dorm with your school material, some books and your notes, and a couple of energy drinks to keep you awake. There is a keypad at the entrance. You press the button on Minju’s apartment.

“Who is it?” Minju’s voice comes out of the speaker.

“It’s me.”

As soon as you say that, the door opens. You step into the building and then ride the elevator to the tenth floor. Down the hall to the twenty-ninth room, you see Minju’s door. You knock on it. Outcomes Minju, she is wearing an oversized shirt all the way down to her upper thighs and you assume she is wearing very short shorts underneath.

“Jaesung-ah. Come in.” She leads you inside her one-bedroom apartment. “Leave your stuff on the table. We can get back to that later. Want something to eat first? I have some ramyeon.”

“Sure that sounds good.”

She quickly goes to her small kitchen and prepares the pots and water and boils the water first.

“How’s the trip was it tricky to find my place?”

“No. Not really.”

“Good.” She dunks the noodles in the water and is shortly followed by the seasoning packet. “Please feel free to sit wherever you want.”

You walk first around her apartment, checking it out then the view. Being up in a big building comes with a nice view then you go back to the dining room and sit at the table. Minju comes over with the pot and a couple of pieces of silverware. She sets it down and sits with you.

“So…” She looks at you for a second then prepares a bowl for you.

“Thanks.” You smile as you take your bowl from her.

She prepares a bowl for herself.

“Argh!” The ramyeon is hot. You burnt your tongue while at it. It is even spicier than what you are normally accustomed to.

Minju just sits there and laughs. After seeing you struggle for a bit, she gets up and prepares a glass of water. She hands it over to you.

You take a sip of the water to extinguish the heat that is in your mouth. It is both because it is hot in terms of temperature and taste. You haven’t gotten the heat tolerance that others have, But you still try to eat spicy food with others some have been more successful than others like Minju’s favorite fried chicken place. She always gets the spiciest flavor. She would always try to feed you some but you have to refuse since you do not want to burn your tongue for the millionth time when she asks you to eat some.

“You done with the noodles?” You ask Minju. “Don’t we have to you know?”

“Oh yeah. What subject do you want to study first?”

“Statics.”

“Okay, then where’s your book?” Minju asks you.

You take out the book and lay it next to the table.

“What topic are you struggling with right now?”

“Trusses really, both with method of joints and sections.”

Minju then dives into how to solve using both methods of joints and sections. She was able to give you the desperate help that you need. You may have been busy looking at Minju’s luscious thighs but when you do pay attention you still can get the topic, surprisingly.

You get dazing off by how Minju is your crush and you wisht that she is your girlfriend.

“Jaesung. Jaesung-ah.” Minju tries to snap you out of your trance.

You can get back to reality and look at Minju.

But she stands up and goes to the kitchen.

“Jaesung-ah, do you like me?”

“Noona, what do you mean?”

“I could tell you have a crush on me.”

“Me? Have a crush on you?!” You deny things.

She looks at you in doubt. The face that says she knows even that you are lying.

“Noona….I just….I—”

“Jaesung-ah.” Minju steps closer. One foot goes after the other. Her long legs touch yours. You stay still as Minju sits on your lap and wraps her arms around your neck. “Just tell me you like me.”

“Noona…I…I li—li—like yo…you.”

“Oh, my Jaesung. I like you too.” Minju leans in for a kiss. It touches your lips. The sweet taste of her plump and soft lips is exciting. Minju pulls back.

“Is this your first kiss?”

“Yes…”

“Then I’m happy I’m your first.”

You lean foreheads. “It would have been you.”

“So I’m assuming you haven’t done…it?”

“It? Oh, sex? Ummmm.”

Minju chuckles. “It isn’t something to be ashamed of. We all had our first time.” She touches your cheek with her hand. “You have a condom?”

“Condom? I don’t have a condom. Why would I have a condom?” You question her and yourself.

“Raw?” Minju thinks to herself then shrugs her shoulders. “Sure.” She goes back returning and kisses you. Her hand gets all over you. Your eyes roll back and your mind wanders off.

Minju’s touch is already getting you aroused. Her hand gets up your shirt. It also goes inside your pants. You are already half hard, now with her hand in your pants, pumping your length. You can feel some pre-cum already leaking.

“Come on Jaesung-ah. Let me make you feel good.” Minju whispers into your ear. The sound tickles your ear canals. She licks your ear lobes and gives a quick nibble. She then undresses you, freeing your cock from its cage.

Minju looks down and chuckles for a bit.

“Don’t laugh! Is it small?”

“No. No. It isn’t.” Minju observes it. She inspects it by stroking it gently, then gives a quick lick. Her hand fondles your balls. Her tongue swirls around your tip. Her eyes are fixated on it. She is memorized at your length.

Minju stands up from squatting on the floor near your crotch.

“Are we done?”

Minju nods a no and removes her oversized shirt. Out comes the perkiest pair of tits you have ever seen. They seem to be perfect. Each one is a handful and one that is suckable.

She gets back down on your crotch and starts sucking on your cock. Slowly and gently at first. Her tongue plays around, going around your shaft. Each taste bud is dragging around your cock. While this, her left hand is playing with your balls. A breath of air can be felt as she is down there at your nether regions.

Your eyes roll back as you can feel your cock being pleasured. You let out moans as you could feel your cock being played with. Your hand strokes her head as she strokes your cock with her right hand.

Then things intensify. Minju goes faster. Things went from slow to fast gently. Things become more and more pleasurable. You can hear the sound of gwak gwak on your cock. Minju takes as much cock as she wants. Your length is getting swallowed whole as she plays with you.

You look down at her. Her eyes look up to check if you are enjoying this and you are. When she sees you looking down she gets up again and grabs the hem of her short shorts.

She starts to remove them as she says. “You know as much as I like you I didn’t expect us to have sex on the first date.” Once her shorts and panties are gone, there you can see a bush on her crotch. “I didn’t shave as you can see.” She tosses her shorts aside and grabs your hand. “I hope that doesn’t change anything.

You nod no as she brings you to her bed. She jumps on the bed and reveals her pussy. “You know what to do?”

“I haven’t done this but I’ll try.”

You align your tip to her entrance. Your cock plays a bit by rubbing its bottom part with the lips. Then you go in. Minju shouts as you enter while you moan as you penetrate her. You have always masturbated on her picture but never have you expected you’ll actually be fucking her. You thrust in and out like a monster. You never experience such pleasure if your life.

You get in and out faster and faster. While this Minju pulls you closer to her and initials a kiss between the both of you. You thrust while her tongue enters your mouth.

You go back thrusting in and out. Thins go intense. The bed starts to shake. You can see that Minju’s breasts are jiggling.

Then suddenly, Minju turns you around. She is on top of you while you are at the bottom. She gives you a deep kiss before sitting up. She is on top of your cock. Then she goes forward, backward, and side to side. A gentle rolling motion. Her hands rest on your chest then her fingers start playing with your nipples.

This switch of pace catches you off guard. But at this rate, she is going to make you cum faster than you would think.

“Come on, Jaesong-ah. You wanna cum for me?”

“Yes, noona.”

“Then cum for me. Cum for me hard.” She goes down and whispers in your ear. “Where do you wanna cum?”

You ponder for a moment. “Where can I?”

“Anywhere you want.”

Your heartbeat rises. Your mind races around, pondering where is an acceptable place to cum. You would expect Minju to make you cum anywhere you want.

“I don’t know where.” You reply.

“You want me to choose.” Minju looks at you while she continues to ride you.

“Yes…” You worry.

She leans forward on your face. “Cum in my, Jaesung-ah. Okay? I’ll ride you until your cum, okay?”

You nod your head. Minju is now in control of the situation. She takes over. All of the motion is set by Minju.

She starts to move faster. Her body jumps up and down. She runs her pussy all over your length. Your cock starts to get lubricated by Minju’s juices. This allows her to move faster and faster. MInju starts to orgasm louder after each minute.

Her bedroom is starting to get filled with her loud moans. You start to groan as well. You breathe faster and faster as your wanted orgasm is getting closer.

Minju is pushing you closer and closer to the edge. Then you can feel it. Your stomach starts to tighten, your leg starts to feel weak.

“Noona! I’m going to cum.”

Minju’s eyes brighten. She runs faster and faster.

Then you shoot your cum. Ropes and ropes of cum run out of your cock. A surge of sticky white liquid exits your body. Minju slows down as you finish. But once she stops she gets off.

There you can see your semen leak out of her pussy.

“Don’t worry. I’m on the pill.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah. I won’t get pregnant.” Minju lays beside you.

“So you have been planning this?”

“Sure. Well if I would do anything like this it would be you.”

“What do you mean?”

“I like you Jaesung-ah. I told you that and it’s obvious that you like me. So, it’s perfect. Ain’t it?”

“I guess it is…”

Minju lays beside you and cuddles up against you. “But did you get my lesson with Statics?”

“Uhhhh…..”

“Aigoo, We’ll have to go thru that lesson again? I want you to pass.”

“Okay, I will. I will.”

“Nice. Goodnight Jaesung-ah.”

“Goodnight noona.”

#Kim Minju #minju smut #izone smut #kpop smut

[likeysoob]

I’m so blind by likeysoob

Episode 1

“You ever thought high school would be easy?” My mom looked up from her phone to answer me. “Oh no sweetheart. I always thought it was going to be hard.” At least I’m tying to look for some hope before high school starts. I look down at the table just being lost in my thoughts until my mom puts a plate of food in front of my face. “Thanks mom.” I said then begun to eat.

When I finished with my food, I went upstairs to lay in my bed. My eyes started to burn but I didn’t really feel sleepy. As the time rolls around 9pm, i decided to go on my laptop and watch some videos. I really dont have friends. They all left me for some reason. I guess i was boring? They were bad friends anyways. I have online friends but I dont want to talk to them right now.

My cat just lays on the floor by my feet. 2 hours pass by and i start to feel tired. I get up and change into my pjs then lay in my bed. My eyes slowly began to fall as i feel my cat snuggle by my feet. I hope that tomorrow will be a good first day of high school.

Well, i woke up not good. My body hurts and i really dont know why. My mom was yelling at me saying i was late and now…“ I CANT BELIEVE YOU SLEPT THROUGH 3 OF YOUR ALARMS Y/N!” Yeah…she still is. I didn’t say nothing back and just let her continue. Soon, we were close the school and she was talking about basic high school stuff. Once we’re here, i unbuckle my seat belt and open the door to leave. “Oh and! No talking to boys! No boys!” I turn around towards her and smirk, “wasn’t planning on to mom!” I watch her drive off and smile to myself. “That’s because i like girls…”

When i reached the main doors, i took a look around. “Why is this school so big?” “I know right!?” I jump back in fear. I turn my full view onto the person next to me. Holy shit. Who sneaks up on someone like that? “Oh sorry! I didn’t mean to scare you!” The random girl apologized. I dont give 2 shits though. “Um yeah…it’s whatever.” I say, the girl smiles at me, man she’s pretty. “I’m Ning Yi Zhuo but just call me Ning!” She takes out her hand for me to shake and i do. “This is my 2nd year here and I’m still not use to how big it is…are you new here?” Ning asks me. “Um yeah actually, i just got here and yes, i do know where my classes are.” She smiles at me. “Great! I’ll see you around! The bell is about to ring!” Ning runs off. I actually don’t know where my classes are, i just don’t want to talk to people right now. I walk inside the school doors and turn the corner to see some boys already fighting. “Man it’s too early for this shit..”

After running around this whole school, i bump into someone who was clearly right in front of me…why am i so blind? I should really get glasses. I look up and see this girl with short hair. Damn, shes cute, why are there so many cute girls here?! “Oh im so sorry!” She said and i shake my head, “no it’s my fault, I wasn’t watching where i was going!” God this is embarrassing. “It’s fine!” She says, we stand there in silence. “Uh, sorry i got to go!” I ran out of that situation the fastest i can. Where the fuck can I find this class?

I soon found the class. Should i go in? Class ends in 10 minutes. As I’m deciding, the door swings open and a student walks by me. I look inside and the teacher is staring at me. “Sorry I’m…late?” You know, it really looks like i was skipping from the teachers point of view. “I’m sorry, im new here? I was having trouble finding my class…” the teacher only looks at me. The fuck? Bitch speak. I give him a side eye and go sit on an empty desk, hopefully it wasn’t that persons desk that just left right now. The teacher continues on with his lesson, im not sure what class this even is. I turn to the right of me a see this girl with light pinkish hair. All she does is smile at me and looks up to the teacher.

The bell rings, i get up from my chair and grab my bag. Before i could take a step out the classroom, someone calls for me. “Hey! You!” I turn around to see that pinkish haired girl from before. “Yeah?” I respond to her, “I’m Rei, what’s your name?” Her voice is pretty, “oh um im y/n!” I say awkwardly. Omg my voice cracked, im going to die now. “Pretty name, you’re like really pretty! You like to sing or dance?” It feels so overwhelming what she just said, my name pretty? me being pretty? “Yeah i really love singing!” I itched my neck. Great i look like a fool who doesn’t know how to talk. “That’s great! Me and my friends are trying to gain members for this music competition and id like for you to join!” She says while pulling something out of her backpack to give it to me, it’s a flyer. “See you around!” She walks off. I look down at the flyer she gave me.

Wow…the girl on the flyer is really beautiful….like really. Wait, they don’t even have what day!? I guess I’m going to have to message them. I put the flyer into my backpack and go to my next class.

The rest of the day was boring. No one interesting in my classes, rude ass teachers, and nasty lunch. Didn’t expect to the lunch to be this shit when this school is so big. So now I’m in my bed just laying down waiting for my mom to come home. I think high school will be easy, like what’s even going to happen this year? My life is boring.

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[tulipe-rose]

Hello! I hope this isn’t a bad time, but could I request a short fic of Yuna and Milo? Like they’re just having some mom and daughter time :3 oooo, maybe they went to get food for Milo’s birthday since it is coming up?

If you decide to do this (please don’t if you don’t want to) you can do any au you’d like

ILY(/p) SAFFRON, BYEE! ♥️

Of course (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧ Sorry for the late reply btw. I was out all day.

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Milo, my little angel.

Modern au, no ships. Biological!GiYuLo au.

Fluff.

P.s Happy birthday Milo!!

Today's the most important day of the year. Well, at least to Yuna it is.

Milo will be turning fifteen today! Yuna couldn't believe how quickly the years passed. Just yesterday Milo was a little ball of energy, waddling around adorably, being their little bundle of happiness.

They already celebrated her birthday a week in advance, since Giyuu had to travel for an exchange program between schools. Milo was already content with the celebration, but Yuna wanted to give her a few more surprises.

Yuna had a plan, but she had to wait for Milo to leave before she could execute it. Milo planned to go out with her friend group today, and Yuna was going to take advantage of that.

''Mum! I'll be heading out now! I promised to meet up with the others at the station. See you later! Love you!''

''Love you too angel! Don't be late, it's a school night!''

Yuna knew she didn't need to remind her, Milo was responsible enough to meet curfew, but she couldn't help herself. She was unable to stop herself from being extra careful. She didn't want to take any chances. The surprise must be perfect!

Yuna heard the front door close with a soft thud, before getting to work. She opened her closet, revealing the hidden gifts. She had ordered some fake roses for Milo to decorate her room with, a new flowy knee-length violet dress and a white brooch she noticed Milo eyeing at the store.

A little thing about Yuna is that she loves to spoil her daughter, like her husband. She got into the habit of buying at least two gifts for Milo on her birthday, being influenced by Giyuu's gifting habits. This year she had to compromise though, given the circumstances. She gave Milo one present during the early party, and will be gifting the rest to her tonight.

The order did arrive late, but fortunately made it in time. Yuna was relieved when it arrived last night, calming her tense nerves.

She specifically disliked ordering online due to it's unexpected timings, but she had to rely on it this time, and she's fortunate enough for it not to let her down.

She spread the gifts out on her bed, admiring her taste in gifts. Soon, she started feeling like enough time was wasted, and gathered everything to place the gifts neatly inside a box with white and lavender wrapping.

With that part of her surprise done, she went onto the next part of the plan.

Now, Yuna doesn't know what's gotten into her, but she forgot to order the snacks. She planned to enjoy a movie with some snacks tonight, but she somehow overlooked the latter, and only just noticed. She did her best to be positive, feeling like getting herself down would only waste time. She threw on a quick outfit, leaving for the nearest store.

''I need to hurry up. I still have to prep the living room, putting out comfortable pillows and warm blankets. I checked with Milo, she said she'd have lunch with her friends, so that relieves me of making proper lunch. I can just heat up some leftovers, it's high time they're eaten before they go bad'' She got her thoughts organized on her way to the store, while pulling out her shopping list, looking through things she needed.

~Timeskip to when she's back home, almost done with her to do list~

''The sun's setting already? Milo should be home anytime soon, gotta put the last touches before turning the lights off.''

Yuna wraps up any leftover work, putting the dried dishes away, and taking the roses out, and placing them on the table. She fixes herself up a bit, going in for a quick shower, safely assuming Milo wouldn't turn up for another thirty minutes at the very least.

Little did she know, Milo decided to return home early. Her mother emphasized her curfew, so she decided to turn up early just in case. She tried to give her mother a call, but there was no response, so she decided to ask her about it when she got back. Milo always kept a spare key with her, since her father insisted.

The apartment was dark and the lights were off, so Milo thought that may be her mother turned in early, or went out to buy something. She walked further in to see the kitchen illuminated, going to investigate, she found a decently sized bouquet of roses sitting on the table. Milo didn't expect to see it, but she did love roses, so she picked up one of them, taking a whiff of it's fragrant aroma. She knew they were fake, but she couldn't help but admire their beauty.

''MILO!?''

''Mum! You're here!''

Yuna didn't foresee this, but she decided to just go along with her original plan, but a little improvised.

''Happy birthday, my little angel...''

She embraced her daughter, smiling joyfully, greatful for her daughter's happiness and health. Milo returned the embrace, feeling tears welling up in her eyes, threatening to spill.

''Thank you... I'm truly grateful to have you mum!''

Sorry it's kinda late and rushed, I was out all day, and organizing my thoughts was pretty hard. I hope there aren't too many errors.

''Me too Milo, me too!'' Yuna leads Milo to the living room, which was left without lights, since Milo decided that she didn't want to turn them on only to forget them.

What meets Milo's eyes is exactly what she needed after such a long and tiring, yet fun, day.

The sofa was littered with the softest pillows they owned, and her favorite blanket, suitable for the chilly weather. Milo went over to huddle up with her mother on there, smiling giddily at how fluffy everything was.

''What's on for tonight?''

''A movie chosen by the birthday girl, and a mountain of snacks.''

''Ooo! I actually saw this one movie about demons and a main character with a tragic backstory, who's mission is to take them down to save his sister!''

''That movie's a small continuation of the series. The series is till ongoing with three seasons. I don't mind marathoning it with you though! You up for it?''

''Mhm! Definitely!''

They start the first episode, with barely ten minutes in, but Milo's already balling her eyes out.

''T-tanjiro deserved better! He's such a nice character! Why d-did this have to happen to himmm.''

Yuna, also a little moved by the tragedy, but mainly by the effects and graphics, pats her daughter's back reassuringly.

They go through the first season by midnight, and Milo starts dozing off.

''Did you have fun sweetie?''

''Yes, mum. I...-'' a yawn involuntarily interrupts her speech, which leads her to change what she intended to say. ''-should probably turn in and call it a day. The characters were all amazing, but eerily familiar. It was great though.''

''That's a relief then...''

Yuna picks up her daughter, thanking her workout while carrying her to bed, tucking her in and making sure she's comfortable. She reaches out to caress her daughter's cheek, eyes overflowing with warmth.

''No matter how old you grow up to be, you'll always be my dear daughter.''

She places a soft kiss to her forehead, brushing her soft hair off of her face, with great care and gentleness.

''Sleep tight, Milo. My little angel.''

I really hope you like it Kim. I didn't proof read this, because I wanted it to be out as soon as I finished it. Sorry if it's a bit ooc, I'm not the best at character analysis (⁠-⁠_⁠-⁠;⁠)

I'll tag @larz-barz here, because this was the only thing I was able to do for Milo special day, sorry bout that.

Thanks for requesting this Kim, I didn't know what to do for Milo's bday.

#saff-ron tag #writers on tumblr #kimetsu no yaiba #kny #oc #ao3 writer #milo suzuki #yuna handa #mutuals oc #au #request #ILYT KIM #HAPPY BIRTHDAY MILOOO #mwa mwa

[thatgyalfisher]

Roommate!ellieXShopaholic!reader

Summary: reader gets anything cheap of priced off online so why not buy something she will actually use? She regrets buying it after ellie finds it,but later again thanks god she did.

Warning: 18+ MDNI!!SMUTT,vibrator,

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I was tapping in the usual website i go to to buy all my like shop-aholic thingys,and after about an hour of scrolling and purchasing stuff i definitely did not need my eye catches something that really interested me.

A light purple medium sized vibrator with little fake diamond stones on the handle for details, “this i might actually put to use” i whispered undee my breath.

“Hmh?” Ellie hums in question,i had been so sucked into my laptop busy shopping,i had completely forgotten Ellie was sitting right across from me on the L-couch of our shared dorm.

“Are you shopping for stupid shit again?” She wiggles in her place trying to come somewhat closer to me to peek at my screen,”no” i let out a nervous huff,meanwhile trying to slowly rotate the screen of my laptop the other way without her noticing. Since I didn’t want Ellie to get suspicious about what order i was about to place now.

“Are u rotating your screen from me?” She laughs while saying,trying to grab ahold of the laptop.”no, don’t be crazy” i try to chuckle it off as i quickly close my laptop and get up not knowing where i was going to walk after standing up.

“Come on u are totally hiding something on there!” She stands up not even seconds after i did,really,really close to my face.I can feel her breath fanning on my face as it goes quite for a couple of seconds,”what’s it princess purchasing something I can’t know of?” I knew she was just trying to distract me so she could snatch my laptop from me,so i backed up from her face bending down to grab my school bag that was laying next to the couch on the floor walking to my room as i speak my words, “stop being ridiculous,can’t a women have privacy in the comfort of her own home?” I joke as i close the door with a chuckle

As soon ad my bum lays down on my bed and I’ve tucked my foot under my right thigh i open my laptop again,lip tucked between my teeth in the hope I didn’t lose the item i was so close to purchasing.A sigh of relief escapes my throat as its still there,i quickly make the purchase and close off my laptop before going to sleep.

(Time skip to 5 days later)

I come home from an exhausting day of school as i drop my bag on the floor before closing the door behind me,Ellie isn’t home since she has school till three o’clock meanwhile my last period had gotten canceled so i got home around twelve.

I was about to sit on the couch as i notice a little paper on the floor right by the door,i picked it up reading the following;” your package came earlier then expected! The package has been delivered to the neighbors next door number 9”

I squirm from excitement as i open the door walking over to the neighbors in my pink flip flops,I knocked on the door. The door opened with the lady already holding my package in her hand,”this for you neighbor?”

“Yes its mine” i say releasing the weight from her arms,” thanks, have a great evening!” I say while already walking back to my dorm.I almost trip as i run to my room to unpack it,i open the taped box with my keys eager to see what the vibrator looks like.

I finally manage to open it and grab the purple vibrator in my hands,it looks so innocent yet its so dirty.I click on the button but the it vibrates two times,realizing i have to charge it.

I read the instructions and it has to charge for an hour, i huff in disbelief but grab the charger that came with the toy. I go to the kitchen to make myself some food and eat it.

After i went to take a shower,shaving everything just so i can start playing with myself clean,i walk to my room with my towel around me as i open the door looking at the toy.

I lay down on my bed getting comfortable,i take a glance at my nightstand clock as it shows 1:50, great i have enough time till ellie comes home.

I look over at the toy and grab it in my hands,first testing it by turning it on in my hand. My other hand pulls my pants and underwear down,slowly massaging circles on my clit. My breath gets a bit heavy doing to and i play with myself for a while.

After i have gotten wet enough i put the toy at my entrance, teasing myself as I imagine its Ellie. Me and Ellie have always had tension but we just play it off as a joke but i secretly love it when she gets me a little flustered.

(Ellies pov:

I smile at my phone aa i see that my last two periods had been canceled,school was so draining and i was happy when i got home.

I entered the house with almost no sound since my roommate almost always takes naps after school and i try not to wake her up,i walked over to her room hand on the door nob about to open the door. I might sound like a pervert or a creep now but i love seeing y/n sleep. When her lips are slightly parted with soft snores coming from her button nose,i vind it cute but also weirdly kind of attractive how she sleeps with her little plushie that she’s had since she was a baby.

But before i get to i hear muffled sounds coming drom the other side of the door.

I quietly put my ear on the door to hear more,hearing the silent whimpering getting louder and some quiet moans.

A warm almost hot feeling throbs right above my cunt as i hear her,is this what she had hid from me? A vibrator im guessing as i hear slight vibrating sounds also.

I almost let out a sound myself as i hear her moan my name,i was shocked at first but grew to like it. Alot

I listen to her moans as my hand slowly slithers to my pants quickly unbuttoning it,i know it sounds weird im touching myself to her touching her self but i just couldn’t let it slide,i had to.

I start circling on my clit trying my best not to moan with her,playing with myself as im getting wetter by the second.

I place my two finger on my entrance,rubbing on it a bit first before sliding them in, slowly pumping then deep inside of myself. I probably look absolutely pathetic but honestly for her? I was.

Im a switch but when i think about her in sexual ways I mostly think about her on top of me, and how hot she would look up there. And how good her long slim fingers would feel inside of me.

I feel a knot forming in my abdomen as im thinking of her fingers and her in general.i start going faster before my arm gets tired of my needs, y/n had also started to moan louder, sexier and out of breath. It sounded like music to my ears.

My breath gets heavy as me and y/n released at the same time, still finger fucking myself getting my high off.

My heart almost dropped as i heart some shuffling in her room and i pull up my pants very fast as i almost run to my room, still making sure to close and lock it silently.

That was amazing I thought,u can imagine what i fell asleep to that night.

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a/n: I DID NOT PROOF READ SO ANY MISTAKES LET ME KNOW

Anyways my phone smh spawned to my left hand while writing lol.

UPDATE: i ended up reading it and infixed some mis-spelled words

ANYWAYS YALL WANT A PT TWO 2!???

#ellie #tlou2 #switch!ellie #ellie williams #ellie williams x reader

[grippingbeskar]

salt, ice and fire | frank castle 

chapter six - this is what they pay me for

[series masterlist] [previous chapter]

frank castle x fem!reader

word count: 3.8k

warnings: mentions of death, canon typical violence, puking, mentions of mental illness/panic attacks, sad chapter guys sorry but only up from here! the ice is melting!!!

a/n: i really hope i did karen justice with this one (you will know what i mean when you read it) ENJOY!!!!

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Frank’s phone buzzes in the pocket of his jeans, still discarded somewhere on the floor behind him. He groans, his head still pounding, but at least he could see straight today.

He checks the time on the small digital clock on the table, and he knows only one person who would call him right now. Only one person who would call him, period. He leans over and digs his hand around, finally finding the burner phone and sitting up on the bed.

“Tell me you have something for me.”

“Mornin’ to you too, Agent.” He can almost see the face Madani makes on the other side of the phone.

“You better hope your ass is long gone, because if I find you anywhere near that school, I won’t stop anyone from arresting you, lead or no.” Frank turns is head, losing his attention as he sees you, rolling over, buried in a pile of blankets.

“I’m not there.” She sighs, like she’s secretly relieved. “It was the girl. Some kind of cuff on her wrist. We got it off before it exploded.”

“They had a bomb strapped to her?” Frank huffs in confirmation. “Fuck. Okay, where is she now?” You haven’t woken up yet, and you look somewhat calm laying there, dead asleep. He considers for a second, weighing his options. He knows he can trust Madani, and she’s the only one who can tell either of you what you need to know. She’s his only connection to any information funnelling in about The Colonel and the Gnucci’s, and she’s your only connection to your brother. He should tell her. Lead with honesty.

It would be the smart thing to do.

“She bolted. I’ll find her. You got anything new for me?” He lies seamlessly, and talks a bit quieter.

“Figured. Look, maybe just - honestly, there are too many things to sort through right now, and she’s clearly not motivated by loyalty to either of them. As long as she isn’t ripping a hole through New York, we should probably focus on the Colonel.” Again, a door closes through the receiver, and you cover your face with the blankets. Frank stares at the wall in front of him. “The Gnucci’s have been laying low since Washington, but I don’t trust their completely disconnected from all this. I’ve been looking into the Colonel, and he had a dishonourable discharge from basic training for trying to strangle one of his bunkmates.”

“Perfect.” Frank groans.

“Yeah, well after that, he just disappears. He hardly spent more than six months in training, yet every report says he’s highly trained, and these online forums tell me he’s seen a lot more violence than six months in base camp. Where would he learn stuff like that, as well as the ability to draw in vulnerable, uneducated kids looking for a fight?” It’s got Gnucci written all over it. It was a classic system, used by all the gangs in America.

They find someone who’s down, angry and alone, pull them into a family, make them feel like they belong, then inch by inch, they drag them into their world. By the time the kid realises it, they’re too far gone, and then it’s their turn to bring in kids just like them. Who was more vulnerable and angry than a kid who just got kicked out of the army for attacking his mates?

“So the Colonel’s working for the Gnucci’s?”

“It makes sense, right? How else would he get past us, and get past the security they still had stationed out back when you got there. You said they snuck her out just as you arrived?”

“Yeah.” He remembers seeing you, how much smaller you looked. It made him feel a little sick, the way those guys were dragging you out, your legs so limp you couldn’t even hold yourself up. “They went out the back door.”

“My agent said they were wheeling the boy out that way, too. Impossible they wouldn’t of seen each other, unless their playing for the same team.”

“That’s smart.”

“Well, that’s not what they pay you for.” Frank breaths a ghost of a laugh. “I know you’ve been following them for a while, just tell me what it’s going to take for you not to dive head first into this.”

“You know waiting ain’t exactly my style, Madani.” She sighs and says goodbye before hanging up the phone, and Frank hadn’t let himself look over at you until he hung the phone up. So when he finally did, he saw you sitting up, face screwed in something between anger and hurt.

“Selling me out already, huh? Not FBI my fucking ass.” You swing the blankets out from underneath you, and he knows your pissed with him. 

“I’m not selling you-”

“Just had to wait until I was asleep? That whole sewing me up thing last night? That was to get me to trust you, huh?” Frank can feel his headache coming back, but he gets up, putting himself between you and the door as you rifle through the bag, finding some pants. He knows if you run he won’t be fast enough to catch you, and he needs you to- “You think you can keep me here till your friend shows up?”

“Christ! I’m not fuckin’ selling you out!” You tug the pants on and step up to him, preparing for a fight. 

“That’s bullshit. I know she wants me to help her, you said it yourself.”

“Trust me, I’d love nothin’ more than to leave your ass behind. Make my life a whole lot easier.” He steps back but you don’t give him the room, nearly shoving him into the door. 

“Why don’t you!?” He doesn’t answer, just angles himself against the wall so he isn’t right underneath you. He stands up straight, and tucks his chin so he can still look you in the eye. Your arm starts to drop off his chest when he squares his shoulders. “You can’t. Because you’re on orders, aren’t you marine?” You say the title as an insult, spitting it out like dirt in your mouth. 

“You better stop acting like you know everything, or you’ll get yourself killed.” He uses his forearm and shoves you backwards. With the force, you should have flew off him, but he hardly breaks your stance. 

“Is that a threat?” You were both breathing hard, sucking up all the oxygen in the room. He stays silent, half sure you were about to swing at him, the other half too consumed in how you were looking at him. Like you wanted him to prove you right.

“I’m on no one’s orders.” 

“Sure you are. Secret Service or some shit? This is what they pay you for, isn’t that right?” It hits him. That you have been locked up for three years.

You have no idea who he is.

What he’s done the past few years, and why he might be understanding of a killer who is just fighting for their family. 

“Because you know me so well, yeah? Got me all figured out?” You laugh harshly, the light in your eyes darkening in spite of the sunlight starting to stream in from the window. 

“I’ve known people like you my entire life, and every single one has sold me out the second they get the chance.”

“Not everything is about you. You’re making a mistake, and it’s gonna cost you when you get out in the real world.”

“My only mistake was not ripping your head off when I had the fucking chance.” You seethe through your teeth, and he waits for you to storm out. 

Maybe he should let you go - hell, it wasn’t Madani who had to deal with you for the past 48 hours. She already thinks you weren’t here. No use getting himself killed trying to keep you.

If you decided to walk out - he would goddamn let you. Even if he needed you to stay.

He stands to the side, sliding out from your hold easily and stepping back. You may be strong, but you had no technique. He takes a leap of faith, and calls your bluff.

“Go, then. See how far you get without me.” Your fists clench tight at your sides. “You got no idea where you are. No idea where the Colonel is.”

“You are a fucking asshole-“

“Yeah. But I’m the asshole with the shit you need.” He turns around, heading towards the bathroom. “I don’t work for anyone. You search the name ‘Frank Castle’ in any goddamn computer in the world and you’ll figure it out. If you’re not here in half an hour, I’ll leave. And I won’t look for you again.”

With that he slams the door to the bathroom, and it takes you a whole five seconds to make your decision. He hears the front door close, and he knows he’s alone.

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God - you wanted to fucking scream he made you so angry.

Where did he get the balls? You heard him on the phone, talking to that Agent Madani like they were best friends. It was only a matter of time, anyways. Everyone sold you out, everyone needed a piece of you. He should of been smart and kept you in handcuffs this time.

You had no idea where you were, you hated that he was right about that. You hadn’t seen the world without someone tugging on your leash since you were twelve, and even then you were from Massachusetts. New York was foreign to you.

You stormed out anyways, still seething as you turned right and walked down the road. You could see a few people, but it was still early, so most of the places weren’t open except a cafe and the shop where Frank clearly bought these stupid pants from.

Looking over your shoulder, you could see a few business men talking to each other over coffee, and one of them was getting up to smoke a cigarette out the front. You knew you were going to go back eventually - at the very least, you needed a ride out of this shithole. With the way he reacted, you were 99% sure he wasn’t a FED, but you had time to waste. Your eyes were locked on the laptop left open on the table, brain flooding with Franks last words.

‘You search the name Frank Castle. You’ll figure it out.’

You couldn’t get his fucking voice out of your head. Mostly, it was anger. Anger that you had trusted him, that you had really been that naive to think the first guy who didn’t shoot you on sight would be your saving grace, and anger that you wanted him to be.

There was just something about him that drew you in. Made you want to believe what he was saying. You had a good twenty minutes before he said he was leaving, and you couldn’t shake the feeling that you shouldn’t go too far, because you knew you would go back to him.

There was a small part of you that was curious. With all this free will you have discovered, you let your mind wander to why this guy could possibly be trying to help you out, if he really wasn’t working to bring you in. He said he was in the Marines, or used to be.

You watch the men walk out past the entrance of the cafe, one of the laptops still logged in, almost daring you to use it. The waitress is busy making coffee, and no one else is around. Stealth definitely wasn’t your strong suit, but hey. Free will and all.

With one last look at the men, you make your move, sliding into the booth and opening up a new tab on the first unlocked computer.

You have no idea where to start, so you do exactly what he said. You type in ‘frank castle’ and hit search. What comes up nearly makes you vomit.

The first article, the one with the most hits, is written by a ‘Karen Page’. It takes a second to register that the man in the cover photo is Frank. He’s wearing orange, a prison jumpsuit or something. He looks clean, but there’s all kinds of cuts over his face, and he has a huge black eye.

His face is hard. A little intimidating, almost. You scroll past the photo, getting into the article.

‘Frank Castle, or as most of New York would know him as, The Punisher, has been arrested in relation to dozens of murders across the state. The marine-turned-vigilante is being charged with the string of deaths, all linked to various gang members and crime rings. Many of the states police hail him as a hero, single handedly tearing down the intricate web of the New York underbelly, but many civilians look at him as a threat. Whatever you think about The Punisher, the most important thing is to see the man behind the name. He is not The Punisher. He is Frank Castle. A husband, a father, and a man wronged by the very establishments he dedicated his life to.’

You look up, making sure you still have time to read. You almost forgot where you were, the words sucking you in so deep you felt like you couldn’t look anywhere else. As soon as you know you’re safe, you scroll further.

‘Frank gave everything to protecting his country. Even when the lines were blurred, he fought to protect our freedom, and it was this very drive to protect that lead him down a dark path, one that was paved with violence, destruction and death. When Frank got back home to his family in April of 2015, he did everything he could to be the best father to his two young kids, Lisa Castle, aged 12 and Frank Castle Jr. aged 8, and the best husband to his wife, Maria Castle, whom he had married straight out of high school. One sunny day in Central Park, he took his wife and children for a picnic, something that would be considered a safe activity for most American families, and he was betrayed. His family was murdered in front of him. Both Lisa and Frank died at the scene, while Maria was rushed to hospital in critical condition. She died just two hours later.’

You nearly lurched forward in your seat. The smell of cigarette smoke wafted into the cafe, and you were positive you were going to puke. God - his kids. Murdered in front of him. Lisa was 12, the same age as your brother. You couldn’t imagine-

You tried to blink away the tears that welled in your eyes, because there was still more article to read.

‘Frank was also gravely injured during the brutal attack, being rendered unconscious as multiple men beat him from behind, only after shooting him twice in the leg. Anyone, even one not as trained as Frank Castle, would rightly break at being forced to watch your entire family die, right in front of you. Imagine returning from the most violent places in the planet, having just watched some of your closest friends give their life for their country, only to come home to your loving family, and have them torn apart while you watched.’

Something about the wording of that sentence made you feel even sicker, but you forced yourself to keep reading.

‘Frank was a marine. He was trained to track down the very worst people in the world, and ensure they would never harm the people of America. Which brings us to today, as we now watch him on trial for the very same things he was trained for, the very things our own system taught him to do. He tracked down every single person responsible for the death of his family, and he murdered them. An act he would of done daily in his duty as a soldier of the US Army. I am not justifying his actions, however, writing this article, I can’t help but find myself thinking what I would do, were I in the same situation. I ask you the same question. Would you, had you been handed the same cards, had you watched the people you love shot in front of you, their faces hardly recognisable, would you not want revenge? When you watch this trial, and you hear the things he has done, I don’t ask that you forgive him, but I do ask that you understand the whole story. Frank Castle is not a monster. He is a man, who was thrown away by the American people, and took matters into his own hands. He is just like the rest of us, had we been dealt the same hand. He just had the training to do it.’

The men started to walk back into the cafe, and you quickly shut the tab before sliding out of the booth. You could hardly see where you were going through the tears running down your face, and when you were finally out of the cafe you found a wall and backed up into it, letting your body slide down and crumple to the floor.

In for seven.

Out for eleven.

You tried to focus on something - anything in the distance. A parked car. Bright yellow, right in front of you. You were outside, away. Free.

In for seven.

Out for eleven.

His fucking kids. You stood up, using your hands to push yourself to stand. Immediately, you puked into the pot plant, heaving the remnants of whatever you ate last. The hot sun beating onto your back only made you want to puke again, but you couldn’t figure out what felt worse. The sickness in your stomach at what you had read, or the realisation of exactly why Frank had softened when he figured out your motive.

This thing - this hesitation that you felt around him. The way he was so easily able to get you to trust him, although it wasn’t very sturdy, maybe it was the knowledge that he understood you. God, even when he managed to rip you off him that first time the Colonel sent you to kill him, you remember how he spoke. He didn’t talk to you like you were an animal, didn’t look at you with disgust or confusion.

He understood it.

It made your skin crawl, reading that article. You wished you could get more time, just a little more information. You wanted to know what he did, why they called him The Punisher. More than that, you wanted to know how he made them pay. How he scared them so bad, they didn’t even have the balls to take him on themselves. They put him on trial.

Pushing yourself off the wall, you try to remember what the time was when you left. You remember looking at the clock, because you were considering using it to knock him out with. 7.33. Frank said 30 minutes, and if he had left by the time you got back, you knew he wasn’t coming for you. He was doing charity work - staying with you this long. Now, he was offering you a way out, and as much as he pissed you off back there, you were wrong. You were probably the asshole. Probably.

You still felt sick, and that feeling wouldn’t shake easily. You were sick constantly, flashes of time with the Colonel bring back most of those memories. When you were underground, at least they didn’t feed you enough to throw up.

Walking faster, you tried to remember what room number you were in, but numbers were never really your thing, and you were too focused on the time to jam another one in your head. It seemed, the longer you were in the real world, the more you realised how much of it you never trained for.

Instead, you look for the beat up car you hot wired, and when the shit yellow colour of the hood comes into view, you see Frank loading the car. You catch a glimpse of his face, still beat up and bruised, but cleaner.

You stop, hiding behind the wall just out of eyesight. Watching him - waiting for him to prove you right. He hovers at the front door, a hand running over his face, closing the door to the room you shared last night. Then, he just stands there. Goes up to the car, and stands there.

Was he waiting for you? Maybe he just didn’t know how to hot wire the car. Considering what you just read, though, grand theft auto seemed to be a pretty small crime in comparison to who he is. He looks down in the direction you were hiding and you sneak back. You don’t hear the cat start yet, but he opens the door and gets in the drivers side.

You were running out of time and options. He wasn’t FBI, and as far as you could tell, he wasn’t going to sell you out, at least not in the next 24 hours. You both seemed to want the same things, or at least for now your interests somewhat aligned. Knowing what you know now, it was almost making you more inclined to get in the car with him.

This was someone who might get it. You’d never tell him, but reading that stuff about him, about his family - to anyone else it would seem insane and cruel, but to you? You got it. You felt what he felt, and you understood it.

You step out from behind the wall, and before the logical part of your brain can stop you, you are walking straight for the car, and sliding into the passenger seat.

Shutting the door with a slam, he looks at you. You catch a glimpse of your face in the mirror, puffy and red from puking your guts out just minutes ago. Frank says nothing, just leans down underneath the steering wheel and fidgets with the wires. When the uncomfortable silence finally breaks with the engine kicking over, the hotel slowly fades into the background, and he pulls out, turning in the opposite direction you were driving last night.

The radio static is the only sound, and your hand tentatively reaches forward, scanning the stations for a song. You land on a voice you recognise, and stare out the window after you turn the sound up.

“Didn’t pick you for a Johnny Cash fan.” Franks voice surprises you, eyes still focused on the passing cars outside.

“I’m not.” The song continues to play, and you think the name of it was ‘Hurt’. “My dad loved this song.”

You catch a nod of his head, and he turns it up a little more, letting his head lean back against the headrest.

You drift into your own head, reciting the words of that article you read in the cafe. ‘Would you not want revenge?’ the writer had asked. You let the song work it’s way into your head, remembering the times your father strummed it on the guitar.

You do want revenge, and with The Punisher sitting next to you, you know you will have it.

[next chapter]

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I need to vent while I cry so au that I might delete later. This is also very much and will always be a first draft.

Tw for homophobia and transphobia

So, basically the entire akuma class is queer. Adrien is nonbinary, Ivan is trans, Marinette is god knows what, I feel like the rest is obvious. Mylene is the only cishet there but she will quicker turn to violence then let anyone talk shit to her friends or boyfriend.

Ms B is the most supportive adult in some of their livess so they confide in her when they're trying to figure something out. Andre (the mayor) somehow catches wind of something queer in his daughter's class and turns out he is a little homophobic, but whats worse is audrey is mega homophobic. She makes him do law things and make it mandatory for teachers to report kids who are openly out.

Chloe confronts them but they shut her down and honestly scare her. They don't find out about Chloe but they do find out about Zoe. Someone reported her at school and Andre thought isolation with fix any problem so he went full Agreste and made her stay in a room as far from chloe as possible. This situation is what causes Chloe to actually offer a sister relationship with zoe. She sat outside Zoe's door, unallowed in, and talked for hours, sliding homework under the door and working together. Chloe needs to ask for advice but Ms B is telling the class she had to resign for everyone's sake. The temp teacher is some dude and the first thing he does is introduce himself then his personal beliefs. Those beliefs are better left unsaid and the class kinda gets loud for a sec and he threatens them and they get a little louder, thinking there is power in numbers but he shuts them down, saying he will report only one of them if the rest got quiet. At random he picks chloe. He threatened to slowly make his way through the class until no one was left. Before anyone argued he had already made a note.

The next thing you know, chloe is getting yelled at and her parents are saying less than kind things. For some reason, they're like, isolation isn't working and then send chloe to conservation camp. This is now chloleka. Juleka, Luka, Zoe, and Rose plan a heist when they find out from Zoe who finally snuck out, and get some of their classmates to help. 'Girl'squad sleepovers at alya's and Marinette's, safety in numbers and all that, plus they know alya and Marinette's parents are safe. Heist goes down, chloleka have a choni kiss and escape. Everything goes smooth except someone tried to stab Luka and Zoe stopped them, taking some damage in the process. They skedadle, getting home safe. The class is very much in a safety in numbers mindset. Gabriel literally just doesn't care so a lot of sleep overs happen and Adrien's. They just try to get through the school year, there are some close calls, chloe and zoe don't return to school, Gabe finds out Adrien is nonbinary and just starts a new fashion line that plays on both feminine and masculine traits.

And yeah, I feel better now so they all live happily every after, chloe and zoe get online education, courtesy of Gabe. They all graduate and move into one big apartment complex and live happily ever after, finding family in the familiar and hope where there was none. Also luka and zoe bonded after the heist and idk if that makes sense as a relationship but my limited knowledge of current ml allows me to say they do.

Happy pride month. Screw anyone who preaches hate. I love you. No matter who you are or what you've done there is a place in my heart with over a thousand capacities to fill for anyone who needs it.

#tw homophobia #tw transphobes #miraculous au #mlb #miraculous ladybug au #miraculous lb #miraculous ladybug #miraculous #chloé bourgeois #chloe bourgeois #ml zoe #chloleka #queer

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Softly

 Loona Kim Lip x female reader

story of a girl who really really likes Kim Lip

author’s note: Hello! This might be an impulsive post from me but this work has been sitting on my drafts for a year now. I hope you guys like it. Sorry for the errors

warnings: mentions of panic and cursing.

You are playing an online computer game with Hyeju when Gowon and their other friends came to their house.

"Hyeju, I'm gonna smoke the mid window and going towards the connector." You said to her via discord. "Aight! Someone is in b short. Take care, I don't have any smokes left." She answered back.

You heard shootings on the Mid part of the map, "Unnie, I died." Hyeju bluntly said. You shake your head because you and your other teammate are the only players alive on your team.

"Can you tell me where's the last enemy?..Hyeju?" You said staying focused on the game while waiting for the younger girl to answer. "Well, idk, I forgot. You can do it." She cheered you fast before she muted her mic.

 You mentally facepalmed and a deep sigh escaped from your mouth.

You hide behind the boxes while waiting for the enemy to plant the bomb. Your teammate told you that the enemy is going in his direction, so you get out to your position to help him and kill the opponent.

You won the game. The monitor flashes the game's loadout. "Hey, Hyeju! Are you up for another game?" You asked her not even sure if she's still on the server. 

"Well... I think tomorrow's the next game! Hyunjin unnie has something to tell you, wait..let me call her. Hyunjin unniee!!!" 

The ability of this girl to shout amaze you every time. "Yah! Y/n, do you have something to do today??" A furry asked you using her sister's mic.

 "Not really. Why?" You answer as you exit the game. "Come here. Let's watch some movies and eat pizza." 

She said trying to suppress her chuckle. Your left eyebrow lifts, sensing that she has a plan "Stop holding your chuckles, Hyunjin. What are you planning?". 

The girl finally let out her chuckle, "It's nothing, Hyeju just said something.". "If Hyeju said something that made you chuckle then it's not nothing, lmao" you reasoned out.

 "Shut tf up, just come here you little." She said. "Excuse me, I'm taller than you." You said and immediately disconnected to the discord server's channel and shut down your computer. You checked your watch and saw it's already quarter to 6 in the evening.

You simply wear a brown knitted sweater, white pants and a pair of converse. You hop onto your motorbike and drove to their house. You often go there to watch movies or sometimes to play with their dogs and cats.

You became close to them since you went to the same soccer academy where Hyunjin is also enrolled and met her there. Since then, you two are on the same soccer team from high school to college. And your parents and her's became close friends.

Even you are friends with her and her sisters, they still have their own group of friends and you have yours, hence, you know and are close to some of them because they were your classmates before, while the others were your club mates.

When they go to Hyunjin's house, they often invited you but you always decline. Because there's a certain blonde that makes you red as a tomato, even she's just sitting there, breathing.

Hyunjin is aware of that and teases you whenever she can.

You parked your motorbike outside their house and press their doorbell while you're removing your helmet. You fix your hair, looking at their tall grey gate waiting for someone to open it.

You're about to message Hyunjin but the gate suddenly opened. Flashing your sweetest smile to the girl who's brighter than the sun "Oh Y/n Unnie is here!" Yerim shouted and got Hyunjin's attention through the opened main door. The jolly girl welcomed you and went inside.

You entered the gate and midway towards the door, you recognized the cars in their parking area. You turned your heel, half running to the gate but Hyunjin is faster and grabbed you from behind.

"Wtf! Put me down you fcking furry!" You shout but trying not to be that loud and mentally asking Yerim for some help. Punching her arms with your right fist because the other hand has your helmet, but her grip on you is so firm and super tight that you almost can't breathe, she slowly drags you. 

She's hardly laughing because her plan work. She already knows that you will turn down her invitation if you know her friends, especially Jungeun is also in their house, so she planned this all.

Heejin, who's looking for Hyunjin, went outside to see her girlfriend who's laughing her ass out while holding you tightly. She called the two of you. You almost thanked god because he spare you some help but you were wrong.

"Heejin, help me. This furry won't let go of me. I can't even breathe." You felt Hyunjin loosen up the grip a little bit and you see this as a chance but then she grasps you again, this time more firmly. She brings you and walks towards the door. "Ouch!" you mumbled.

"Yah! Hyunjin! Stop dragging. You're hurting her, bring her down." The bunny scolded her partner who listened to her but still chuckled. "Can you stop laughing for a second? I'm dying here, mentally and physically." You whispered.

Thinking that you'll be in the same house with Jungeun will be the death of you. You tried to escape once again while pretending to fix your sweater and hair but Hyunjin is smiling and already blocked the gate using her body. Heejin laughed at her girlfriend's antics. She also knew about your crush on Jungeun and already set her mind to join Hyunjin in teasing you.

You look up to the sky, sighing in defeat. "Go inside, Y/N. If you try to escape again, I will call Hyeju to throw you on Jungeun Unnie." 

Your friend smiles sheepishly. You shook your head and throw your helmet to her, who catches it in time. "Open the gates. I'll park my motor here. My baby is in danger if I let it outside your house." You said accepting the defeat.

 "But your baby is inside, sitting on our couch." She teased you and her girlfriend clapping while silently laughing. You shook your head for the second time, thinking how crazy these two were. You raise your middle finger to Hyunjin, who's obviously laughing again being proud of herself.

She opened the gates and you drive your motor inside and parked it.

play it cool. Don't make something embarrassing.

cheering yourself silently.

Heejin opens the door and Hyunjin is the first one to enter the house. "Y/n is here, everyone!" She excitedly announced.

You always remind yourself to keep calm and don't panic, as if a disaster is happening.

You greeted Yerim, who's alone in the living room, "Hello again".

The couple you are with earlier, are now sitting on the couch creating their own world. Yerim patted the space next to her while holding some snacks, gesturing you to sit beside her. Noticing the others are missing in the living room, you're about to ask Yerim when a little frog hops onto you, "Unnie!". 

You rub her back chuckling while she's hugging and sitting on your lap "Yeojinnie!". "It's been a long time, unnie" she said enthusiastically."Yeojin, I saw you last Wednesday at our practice." you shake your head to the kid. "Well, 3 days is a long time for me." her nose scrunched up and you can't help but pinch her cheeks.

"How's college for you little frog?". You asked her and she answered with a deep sigh, "Next question please."

Yeojin is in her 1st year of college so she's still adjusting herself. "Where's Hyeju and the others btw?".

 "Hyeju and Chaewon unnie are getting their Nintendo switch upstairs. They said they want to play Mario Kart with other unnies. And as for them, Haseul unnie, Vivi unnie, Kim lip unnie and Sooyoung unnie are in the kitchen. The two other unnies, Jinsoul unnie, and Chuu unnie haven't arrived yet." Nodding to her appreciating her effort to answer your questions.

After a few minutes, Hyeju and Chaewon are seen walking down the stairs holding their Nintendo switch and you failed to notice the smirk on the baby wolf's face.

 You and Yerim sat down on the carpeted floor to position yourselves in front of the tv. Chaewon greeted you and handed you a single joy-con. 

Hyeju sat right beside you and Chaewon sat next to her while the little bean, Yeojin, sat in the middle.

You are picking a character when the unnies came back from the kitchen bringing 2 pitchers of juice and glasses. "Oh, Y/n!" Haseul greeted

After some time you're getting comfortable. Knowing that Kim lip is just almost next to you. At times, you caught her staring at you, well, she also caught you too.

Wishing your face wasn't blushing at those times but you always hear Hyunjin's or Hyeju's if not a chuckle they scoffed. Well, since you get comfortable, you sometimes throw a joke or you and Hyeju are bickering that made them laugh. Especially Sooyoung, she really enjoyed the bickering show, and of course, she's in favor of you.

The unnies decided to eat dinner first before proceeding for a movie marathon. So the rest of you decided to get take-out. The maknaes requested some pizza and chicken.

Most of you finished eating so Kim lip and Jinsoul cleans the mess at the center table. Hyunjin went to the kitchen to bring some dirty glasses.

"Y/n is so funny. Let's keep her." Jiwoo said while holding her tummy, didn't know if her tummy is aching because she was full or because of laughing. "Thank you, but my parents will be sad, unnie." They laughed, even Jinsoul and Kim lip.

A small smile flashed to your lips when you hear Kim Lip's laugh.

Actually, you are thinking if they're getting crazy because they find almost everything you said hilariously.

"Ahhh I think they're more likely to be happy," Hyeju smirked. You hummed, "Hmm, maybe, then I'll be the one who is sad..." and excused yourself "..Excuse me, I'm going to wash my hand." standing up to go to the kitchen.

You checked your wristwatch to check the time. Seeing the short arm striking at 9 pm, you washed your hands on the sink and faced Hyunjin. "Hyun, I'm going home. It's already 9 pm, late for me to go home by my motorbike.".

The busy furry looked up to you with a confused look, "What? you are not joining the sleepover?"

"Well? you didn't inform me so I'm going home now." You said while rinsing your hands.

"I can call, Auntie, to tell you're going to sleep here..." Hyunjin is determined to let you sleep here "..and also I'll lend you some of my pajamas." You simply shrug at her as she went in front of the sink and called your mom.

"Are you going home, Y/n?" You were taken aback when the person you so much adore asked you. You took a glanced at her for a second only to find out she was also looking at you.

You felt your heartbeat skip for a minute.

Turning your gaze to Hyunjin who's smiling brightly while her phone is on her ears "B-by the look on Hyun's face I don't think I'll go home." You answered and secretly clear your throat.

You think that the kitchen felt a little hotter.

Hyunjin came back joining you three and said "She agreed, Y/n, as always." And winked.

All of you decided to watch and sleep in Yerim's room since it has a tv and was big enough for all to fit in.

You and Hyeju brought the two extra mattresses from the other room so you and others have a place to sleep in. Both placed it on the side of the Yerim's bed.

You place yourself on the farthest right of the last mattress. You chose this part because you like sleeping near the wall but Yeojin insisted and said "I love sleeping next to the wall, Unnie." which you gladly gave to her.

The two of you are busy chitchatting when the person to your left taps your shoulder, "The movie is starting." She informed both of you.

Hoping she could not see you blushed under the darkness of the room. You smiled at her and nodded. She copy you and turned her gaze on the movie, still smiling.

Neither of you, notice the blushes that crept into each other's faces. But Gowon did notice this, and immediately said it to Hyeju, who's busy eating some Cheetos.

"I swear if the two of them did not get together after this sleepover..they're hopeless." The younger girl stated that made her girlfriend laugh.

It is hard not to smell the perfume that Jungeun was wearing. This is the closest you two are next to each other. You became more comfortable in her presence but your heart still beats rapidly fast.

The same goes for Jungeun, she might look well and calm but her inner self is in a state of gay panic. From the beginning when Hyunjin announced your arrival she started panicking in her mind.

She's liking you for almost a year now. While they are watching the practice game of your school soccer team, they were stupidly fighting over who suits the jersey well. That's when you caught her attention. Ever since then she never missed your practices unless she has something to do important.

In the middle of watching the movie, you felt a weight on your right arm. Turning your attention to Yeojin who's already sleeping and hugging your shared blanket, you change her position to more comfortable and tucked her under it.

Jungeun noticed your actions and offers to share you with her cover. You are hesitant about it, but too late because she already put it on half of your body.

"Thanks." It came out almost a whisper, but the blonde heard it. She shyly nodded and continues to fix the blanket.

Both of your hands brushed for a moment which made her gasp "Omg, are you okay? Your hands are super cold." She said worriedly and grabbed both of your hands.

I mean the nervousness of being close to the girl you like for a very long time, and she will sleep next to you plus the cold emitted by the aircon fills the room, your hand will totally become cold.

You slightly stiffen after her gestures and she seems to notice it. She immediately took her hands, "S-sorry." She said softly and regretted her sudden action.

Instantly felt the lack of warmth on your hands so you bravely took hers this time and whispered, "It's okay. This feels nice and warm." You smiled at her trying to cover your nervousness with your smile.

She seems to like it too because she nodded and hold yours tightly.

The next day

Vivi, Haseul and you were the first ones to wake up, so the three of you decided to prepare breakfast for the rest. 

It is just a simple breakfast that most of the time Vivi and Haseul did the cooking while you are preparing the dining table, and putting plates and utensils.

After preparing it, you went to the living room and played with Hyunjin's cat on the couch. Haseul and Vivi were busy being a sweet couple in the kitchen.

Sitting on the couch, you notice your crush going down the stairs while rubbing her eyes. She looked and smiled at you as she felt someone staring at her. You smiled and greeted her "Good morning." softly.

She nodded and greeted you with a "Good morning." too.

 "How was your sleep?" she asked, petting the cat. "It was warm, you are very warm, Unnie." you cheekily replied. She chuckled and a blush formed on her cheeks, "Well,  you are too".

Hyunjin's cat moves and rests on your lap. You can hear and feel her purring. "The cat must be fond of you." Kim lip whispered to you. 

"Yes, she likes me more than her owner." You laughed at your own statement.

 "Well, Hyunjin and You have a lot of similarities." 

"You can say that but I wouldn't say 'aeong' as a confession to the person I like." you looked at her. 

She giggled "What would you say then?" she looked up to meet your gaze.

Looking at her makes your heart softly swell in a good way. Contemplating whether to say it or not.

Is this the right time to say it? asking yourself

You stopped petting the cat and stares at Kim lip's eyes genuinely. "Do you want to know, Unnie?". 

Jungeun just nodded hesitantly seeing you being serious suddenly. Taking this as a sign, you confessed your feelings to her. 

"I really really like you for a long time now, Jungeun Unnie..." she was taken aback but composed herself but still slightly mentally panicking.

 "...that's what I would say" you whisper and slightly scratch your nape.

Kim lip's face is visibly red and avoiding your gaze. You lowered your gaze and turn your attention to Hyun's cat. 

"Do you also want to know what I'll say to someone I like?" She said to you smiling. 

You looked back at her and a "Yes." escaped from your lips.

 She shyly took your response and said "I really really like you for a long time now, Y/n."

Honestly, you don't how to take her confession but one thing is for sure, and that is your heart is beating so fast. 

The two of you are staring at each other with red faces looking like an idiot. No one has the guts to move. It looks like the energy of you both has been released on the confession.

Hyunjin suddenly came out of nowhere and get her cat. "Both of you look like an idiot right now, well, you two are. Anyways, Haseul Unnie said breakfast is ready and go to the dining already.". She then proceeds on feeding her cat.

Kim lip might process all of what happened and chickened out, making her run to the dining room. After a few more minutes of composing yourself, you walk towards the dining too.

Breakfast went smoothly, girls are talking mostly about what happened last night. They are bickering about who snores the loudest.  

You remain silent and still cannot recover from the confessions, while Kim lip sometimes joins the conversation with other girls.

After that breakfast, nothing special happened. Some of them played Nintendos and others continues to chit-chat

Around 9 am, your mother called to remind you about your and her plans for lunch. You excused yourself to the girls and told them that you need to go home now.

You bid your goodbyes to them. You lastly took a glanced at Kim lip and smiled at her which she answers with a smile too.

All throughout the day, You cannot stop thinking about the conversation between you and Kim lip that early morning.

Is she serious about that? what if she's still sleepy and thought it was just a joke.

Should I call her? But it's too late to call, isn't it?

well,

So you decided to call her. After a ring, she answers.

"Hello? Y/n?"

"Unnie...are you sleeping already?"

"I...I actually can't sleep..by the way, is there anything I could help you with?"

"Ohh, yeahh, I just want to ask about what you said earlier morning....did you really mean it?"

"...Yes, Y/n. I really like you."

"Jungeun Unnie, I really like you too. Can I meet you tomorrow?"

"Of course, Y/N. You can come over any time."

#loona kim lip #loona #odd eye circle #loona scenarios #loona oneshot #kim lip scenarios #kim lip #loona fluff #girl group scenarios #loona x reader #girl group imagines #loona imagines #loona fic

[0ne4them0ney-2f0rtheshow]

girl dad.

Seungcheol never thought in his life that he'll have a family of his own. If you told him this ages ago, he would've just shrugged it off and call it bullshit. But now? He can't live without his wife and his daughter.

He's a fool for his daughter. Sure, he had some struggles when they had her. He kinda missed his younger self, but his wife, Natasha, made him realize that while he's out there doing some things (like riding motorcycles, playing online games!), he's missing out a lot with his daughter.

"Alam mo, Seungcheol, both of us... We never had a great childhood. I was never close with my dad. Sure, alam ko na mahal nila ako. But at some point, I wanted to be a daddy's girl, you know. I hope you'll realize na Nymeria's growing up... natututo na din 'yan makakilala ng tao. She knows me as her Mama. She knows you as her Dada. But she kept on looking for you, Cho. Don't turn her fondness into resentment."

That hit him. He, too, never had a great childhood. His father made sure of it. Oo, bumabawi na ngayon ang ama niya pero it still stings him that he's always out with his friends' families, rather than his own.

Now that he's got the family of his own, he wanted to be always there for his child. This beautiful girl, Nymeria Saint, is now growing up. Natasha is doing a wonderful job as mother and Seungcheol wanted to do the best for them.

Later this evening, Nymeria knocked inside her parents' room. Natasha's finalizing some papers for her work while Seungcheol's watching random movies on Disney+. When they heard someone knock, Seungcheol told the person behind the door to come in.

"Dada..."

Kinabahan naman si Seungcheol sa tono ng boses ng kaniyang anak. He immediately ran towards her and carried her, "Hi, my love. Ano 'yun? What happened?"

"Promise me po 'wag ka magagalit!" Natasha smirked at her daughter and at the expression of her husband.

"Promise, baby." He pinky-swears with her. He saw the relief in his daughter's face.

"So... can I play with kuya Chi..." Seungcheol raised his brows and looked at her daughter with a confused face.

"Pwede naman. Bakit naman hindi? Kaso Kuya Chi's studying kasi may school siya."

"Weekend po, Dada!" Nymeria showed his father her most beautiful eyes, which Seungcheol smiled. It reminded him of his wife kapag may kailangan.

"We'll ask your tito, okay? Pero bakit ka kinakabahan? Do you want to tell me something?"

"Dada, I like Kuya Chi."

And it only took five words for his world to shatter. "What?"

Kinabahan naman si Nymeria with the tone that her father used, "Oh no, Mama.. Dada, are you mad?"

Seungcheol smiled and hugged his daughter, "No, baby. Nagulat lang si Dada."

"So, okay lang po?"

"Mhmmm..."

"Mama told me to tell it to you po! Sabi ni Mama, if Dada allows me to have a crush, then it's ok! Kuya Chi is nice!"

Seungcheol looked at his wife as if he's saying something and rolled his eyes at her. "Okay lang naman magka-crush, baby. Basta hindi muna pwede magboyfriend!"

"Mama told me it's fine!" Nymeria pouts at her father. Parehong-pareho sila ni Nat, god. Ganitong-ganito si Natasha kapag di nakukuha 'yung gusto. Lord, help me.

"Sige, I will allow you to have a boyfriend kapag naging 18 ka na." Nymeria's face brightened up at kumalas sa buhat ng kaniyang ama. She immediately went to her mom and high-fived her. "Thank you, Mama!"

She then immediately left her parents' room at hindi pa isinara ang pinto. On the other hand, Seungcheol's still kneeling and was left in shock. Tinatawanan lang siya ni Natasha. "Kaya pa, Cho?"

She took a photo of Seungcheol kneeling with a defeated expression. "Hahahahahaha, buti na lang five years old pa lang si Nymeria. May 13 years ka pa."

He closed the door at habang pabalik sa higaan nila, his arms were on his waist. Hindi niya aakalain na this day will come. His baby girl, asking him to allow her to have a crush to someone?!

"Alam mo, Natasha, pakana mo lahat. Puro "Mama told me"! Sinasadya mo ata eh!"

"Babe, would you rather have her keep secrets from you or tell you these things?" Natasha made a tsk sound. Totoo naman, Seungcheol wanted his daughter to feel that he's okay with her growing up. Ang sa kaniya lang, ang aga naman!

"Ewan ko sa'yo. Kailan mo pa alam 'yan?"

"Secret! I'm her bestfriend! I cannot tell you that 'no!"

"Daya."

"Sorry, baby. Kaya nga I told your daughter to tell it to you so we can talk about it! Cute, I'll arrange a play date with Chi. Call ko lang si–"

"Sasama ako."

"Nope!" Natasha made an "X" sign with her arms. "Diba may basketball game kayo sa hospital? We'll be fine, ano ka ba!" Nat's really teasing him, which by the way, really works.

"Love, alam mo, malapit na ko maiyak."

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Kidding! Of course, you can join us! But let her play with Chi ha!"

"Ugh. Hindi ko mahindi-an anak ko. She's using the same method like yours. Beautiful eyes, really, Nat? Really? And pouting? Tinuro mo 'no?"

"She saw me siguro asking you for something last week... Hahahaha, she asked me kanina eh."

"Ano sabi?"

"Do you think if I do this (pout), Dada will allow me?"

"Kids really learn easily. Nako, Natasha Choi." He sighs deeply.

Natasha scoots over beside her husband and hugs him, "Thank you for being so cool with it, love. My dad never was."

Seungcheol kissed her and replied, "And thank you for being her bestfriend, baby. My mom wanted to be one pero my sisters are scared that my mom will snitch them to dad eh. Kaya it never happened."

He then hugged her tight, "You never had a girl bestfriend, and I'm glad you have one now."

[rosethornewrites]

Mentioned to my mom that an online friend of 20 years that I felt close to defriended me. I was thinking of them and went to message them and found out that way. I just hope I didn’t somehow offend them.

Mom said, “Well, you’re kind of a downer, just saying.”

Thanks. Exactly what I needed to hear.

I know I’m at a point in my life where I’m dealing with heavy shit and talking about it on social media, and that a lot of people have their own shit going on and don’t need to read it on top of everything they’re dealing with. I’ve seen it firsthand.

Some years ago, a much older friend from graduate school lost her adult daughter suddenly. It happened as she was having major health problems, it tanked her health, and she sank into grief. People stopped calling or coming around or inviting her places because, well, she was a downer.

I made it a point to call her regularly. Once a week at least. I was 2000 miles away at that point, and the conversations were sometimes heavy, but I delighted in making her laugh and doing what I could to bring light to her.

And then she didn’t answer a few days in a row. I reached out to folks local to her who I thought were mutuals and they kind of shrugged.

Eventually I looked up the nonemergency number to her PD, and called to ask that they look into it.

I hoped she (as an activist who wasn’t fond of cops) would call me and bitch at me for sending cops to her door.

Instead a police officer called, and I immediately knew.

I had to contact her remaining adult child, who was out to sea at the time on a fishing vessel. If I hadn’t called the police it could’ve been weeks before she was found.

I’m the one floundering now, and I get that people pull away. But sometimes I feel everyone wants to pull me to help them, but when I need help there’s often crickets or disappointment I can’t help them anymore. Complete with guilt-trippy comments.

So I guess if my 20-year friend needed distance, them I’m glad they just left. They have their own problems and I helped while I could. I’m glad I had them in my life for these two decades.

#disability #friendship

[yourimagines]

Darkness p.2

* English is not my first language I apologise

* Triggers: fluff

Y/N POV

I was laying in my bed when I heard my uncle yell my name. “Y/N!” I jumped out of my bed and hurried to the door. “Yes?!” I yelled back to him. “I have someone here for you!” “Okay, I’m coming!” I quickly changed my clothes and run down the stairs. “No running!” I heard my auntie yell from the living room. “Sorry.” I quickly went to the front door and saw Nina waiting for me. “Hey.” “Hey, I hope I didn’t wake you up.” She said with a laugh. “No I was just chilling in my room.” She nods and smiles. “So I was thinking if you want to hang out, we have my fathers car if we want to lunch somewhere.” I nodded. “Lunch would be nice.” We both laugh and I grabbed my jacket. “I’ll be there in a minute.” “Yeah of course, I’ll wait by the car.” We both nod at each other, I walked back to my uncle and aunt who are watching tv in the living room. “Hi, Nina asked me if I wanted to go eat some lunch with her, can I go?” “Of course you can go, do you need some money?” My uncle grabbed his wallet and gave me some money. “Thank you.” “No problem have fun.” “Thank.” I putted the money away and walked outside. Nina was waiting by her fathers car as Nick walked outside. “Hey can I have the car?” “No, we are just going to get some lunch.” He groaned. “Seriously?” I walked up and smiled at him. “Hi Nick.” He nods at me. “When are you guys back?” “I don’t know, ask mom if you can borrow her car.” “Why don’t you asked her.” She rolls her eyes at him“Because I already asked dad.” She looks at me and smiles. “Come on, let’s get some lunch.” I gave Nick an apologising smile and got in the car. “It’s always the same with him, since he stopped with school he’s always at the gym and always has this car.” She said with a huge sigh. “It will be okay, it’s just different.” She smiles at me. “You right, okay let’s forget about this and let’s get some food.”

We where sitting at a lunch room close by the gym where Nina’s brothers usually train. “So they train here? Everyday?” “Yes, Nick trains here every day, Nate is still in school but I have a feeling he’s going to drop out as well.” I nodded and took a sip from my drink. “I heard you are home schooled, why?” “I’m not really home schooled, I follow every class online because there is no place available for here at the moment.” She nods at me. “So your still following the classes from your old school.” “Yes, I try to keep up but not every class is being recorded so it’s difficult.” She reached her hand over to mine. “You’ll get this, I believe in you.” “Thank you Nina, that’s very kind of you.”

——— few days later———

I was sitting in my room behind my desk, making some home work as I heard the bell rang. I looked out of my window and saw Nina standing in front of the door, while Nick and Nate where standing on their driveway. ‘What do they want?’ “Hello mrs Y/L/N, is Y/N here?” “Yes but she’s busy with school.” “Oh right, can you tell here I stopped by?” “Of course.” “Okay thank you.” “Okay, bye.” “Bye.” Nina walked away and I heard the door closing. She walks up to her brothers and said something to them, then she walks into the house and they got in the car and drove off. ‘Hmm, weird.’ I looked back at my screen and started to work further on my homework.

I sat down at the kitchen table and got a plate with food. “So how was school?” My uncle joked. “Good, lot of homework but its a finished now.” He nods and my aunt smiles at me. “Good to hear you take school seriously.” I smiled and looked down at my plate. “Did Nina stopped by today?” “No.” ‘Liar.’ I nodded and started to eat my dinner. They were talking through the whole dinner as I remained silent. ‘She saw them that’s why.’ “I’m done can I leave to my room?” “Of course.” My uncle said. I got up and cleaned up my plate and glass and went upstairs. I changed my clothes into something more comfy and lay down in bed, grabbing my favourite book and started to read.

——— midnight———

I was still reading in bed, only one tiny light was on. My aunt said 2 hours ago goodnight and went to bed. ‘I can’t sleep.’ I sighed and placed my book down on my nightstand, I carefully got out of my bed and wrapped a blanket around me. I sat down behind my desk and opened my journal I saw some movement at the Diaz house. ‘Who is that?’ I squeezed my eyes a bit shut took look a bit better because of the darkness. ‘Nate?’ I saw him walking around the house and eventually he climbed up to one of the windows. ‘He’s been sneaking out.’ I saw the window open and he crawled in. Then I saw Nick looking directly at me. I quickly ducked down and my heart was racing. ‘He saw me, he saw me looking at Nate.’ I crawled away on the ground from my desk and got back in bed. ‘Maybe I shouldn’t be awake at these times, it’s none of my business.’ I closed my eyes and tried to sleep but I was still thinking about them, especially Nate.

——— next morning——-

I woke up a bit later than usually because I was way to long awake last night. I was sitting at the kitchen table eating some breakfast. “Y/N, we are both gone this week, the fridge is full with food, I’ll leave you some cash.” My uncle telling me. “ I know, have fun.” My auntie smiles and told me hundred times about No party’s, No diaz brothers, no school skipping. “I know I know, no boys no weird things, don’t worry it’s going to be fine.” She smiles and nods. “I know but I just needed to tell you. I know you’re not like them.” She gives me a kiss on my head and grabs her purse. “Okay we need to go, we see you next week.” “See you next week, have fun.” “We will and you can always call us.” “I will, bye bye.” My uncle slightly pushed my aunt through the door. “Bye darling.” “Bye bye.” He closed the door and the house became very quiet. ‘One week alone here.’ I felt a bit scared of the thought being alone. ‘It’s going to be fine.’

I was laying on the sofa watching some tv as I heard the bell rang. I got up and answered the door. Nina was standing there with a smile on her face. “Hi.” “Hey.” She looked at me as I looked down at my clothes. “Sorry didn’t expect people.” I was wearing an hoodie with some joggers. She giggles and waved her hands. “No it’s fine, I also have those days.” I nodded and saw the two brothers looking at us, they where standing at their driveway. She quickly looks behind her and looks back at me. “Don’t worry, they only want to know if they can get the car.” Nick was still looking directly at me as Nate looked away. “I’m not in the mood to leave the house, I’m sorry.” “It’s okay, I understand.” She smiles and turns around. “You can have it!” She yells at them. Nick immediately got in the car as Nate carefully looked up at us and gave us a tiny wave before he got in the car. “You want to come in?” “Yeah if it’s okay with your aunt.” I stepped out of the way so she could walk inside. I closed the door behind her. “They are not here, so it’s fine.” “Cool.” We both walked to the kitchen, grabbing a drink for her. “I was wondering if you want to come tomorrow night with me, it’s Nate’s birthday.” ‘Don’t hang out with the Diaz brothers!’ “Yeah sure.” She squeaked out in happiness. “Really? It’s going to be so much fun.” She gave me a quick hug. “Okay someone is happy.” “I am that means I’m not alone with them.” I laughed at her. “Do I need to be worried now?” “No but I don’t like to be the only normal girl, it’s boring you know and you’re my friend so it’s going to be fun.” I nodded and gave her a glass. “If you say so.”

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[eliseitzme]

Candy Apple(AMBW)/ Cp.1

Part of the “RED” Series

(Candy Apple RED)

Warnings: Cursing

 Revised

Y/N / pov

*BEEp* *BeeP* bEEp*

"Uhhhh, no, please just five more minutes."

*BeEp* *beep* BEEP*

"Noooooooo!"

*BEEP* BEEP*BEEEEP*

"Shut up!"

"OHH MY GOD IF YOU DON'T SHUT THAT THING UP!"

"Okay okay!" I say getting up and shutting off my alarm clock.

Turning to the other side of the bed I saved the horrific experience of seeing my best friend and her bed head still sprawled out over the bed and asleep.

"WAAkKKEEEE UPPPP!" I shout in hope of waking her up.

"UHHH. You hateful bitch."

"Come on, we have school to get up." I say walking over to the bathroom door not without hearing a mumble coming from her mouth.

Sitting on the toilet I watch as Diamond stools in and stands in front of the mirror.

"Nooo, my scarf slipped last night, and my lace lifted. I literally spent hours on this last night." she pouts.

I clean myself and stand up from the toilet as she walks back in with lace glue in hand.

Washing my hands, I watch in the mirror as she applies the glue and attempts to smooth back down her lace front. After getting it in a decent position she grabs her hair scarf off the counter and ties it around her head, and then pulling out the blow dryer as I dry my hands.

"I'm going to take a shower first!" she shouts as I walk out of the bathroom back into our bedroom.

I take a seat back on the bed and pick my phone off of the charger on the night stand next to my side of their bed.

Me and Dia have been best friends since diapers. My mom happened to be her mom's close friend and hair stylist, so that left us a lot of time to play together. First crushes, first boyfriend, first day of school you name it we went through it all together and so did our moms. With them both being single parents we in a way were all kind of a family. But we had to say goodbye to half of our family 3 years ago when our moms were on a girl's trip and the plane had an unexpected crash, or that's what the airline said.

That left me and Dia with nothing but each other.  We had to learn how to look out for ourselves at only fourteen years old. With neither of us having anyone that would come forward we were then sent to a foster home, thankfully we were not separated and were then adopted a few months later by Miss. Jane or MJ. She took care of us as if we were her own kids and for that we are forever grateful. But with it being me and Dia's senior year of high school with neither of us having any way to pay for college we needed a diploma from a prestigious high school or an at least average one, and the high schools where Mj lives are far from that. So, when Dia turned eighteen, seven months ago it was our chance to move from the Bronx and currently attend one of the best schools in New York. With Graduation around the corner scholarships are being handed around like candy every day at School, to everyone but...me. Dia has nearly four scholarships already in all of the places in which I have been denied. But that's not a surprise she always has been smart while I just barely get by. With the looks of it now, if I don't magically land a scholarship or stumble over a hidden treasure, I won't be attending college. Or at most will have to attend online college. I mean I'm seventeen and to be honest I'm not even sure what I want to do with my life. My mom was my source of imagination. She encouraged me to dream and be whoever I wanted to be. But when she died, so did my imagination. I then realized that certain dreams I had were the dreams of a child which I could no longer be. I then began to focus on simply surviving enough to see tomorrow, and with Dia around It has been a lot easier than most people in my position would say alone.

After calling Mj and making sure everything is alright back home, I began to scroll through Instagram. I was looking at a new post on Got7's Instagram announcing their first album since leaving their old shitty company when a friend of mine that I met online and have been texting messaged me.

JBootie: BITCH!!⚠️

Y/n: What!

JBootie: I figured it out.

Y/n: Figured out?

JBootie: How you can go to college! JBootie: What else?

Y/n: Ohh Y/n: So, what crazy ass idea are you going to throw my way this time.

JBootie: Two words

Y/n: Which are????

JBootie: SUGAR...DADDY!!!!

Y/n: Yeah!

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Y/n: Not going to happen

JBootie: Come on, I joined one last night. JBootie: WE CAN BE SUGAR BUDDIES!!!!!🤪

Y/n: Okay first, why would you join a sugar daddy site? 🤨Two sugar buddies really? three ...NOOO

JBootie: Well one you can never have too much money. Two yes sugar buddies...should also be a site. Three YES!! I should get that copyrighted.

I was mid laugh when the sound of Dia exiting out of the bathroom in a robe brought me back to reality.

"I'm done you can go now."

" Alright thanks" I said.

I got up and walked to the bathroom shutting the door behind me to get ready and shower for school, not before texting Jimin.

Y/n: Lmao. Got to get ready for school talk later. 😘

JBootie: Okay I'll text you the site.!!😘

Y/n: Not going to need it but okay.

JBootie: www.sugababbie.com. Thank me later💙

*Author note*

I'm so glad to introduce this story this is a theme I have wanted to right for a while now so glad I could put it into words...DONT FORGET TO like and comment 1002 words not including images or pictures

AN: I UPLOAD ALL CHAPTERS ON WATTPAD FIRST ANDMIGHT UPLOAD THEM LATER ON HERE SINCE I AM CURRENTLY BASED ON WATTPAD SO PLEASE BE SURE TO CHECK THERE FIRST FOR ANY CONTENT NOT YET HERE!

#jimin #park jimin #bts #bts army #bts namjoon #btsrm #bts rm fanfic #fanfic #fanfiction #rm fanfic #rm fanfiction #namjoon #kim namjoon #namjoonkim #ynxnamjoon #candy apple

[loudblonde]

"Dear Diary!"

Warnings: Child death, zombies, canibalism, child POV, study of the human body, fear. Prion disease.

AN: I wrote this instead of studying for my exam. Also Original work but if this has been written before, similarly, then I can only say we all have good taste in horror.

Summery: A young girls diary as she experience the earlly stages of the zombie apocalypse

Genre: Horror, Terror, Episolary fiction

Word Count: 954

Dear diary,

School today sucked! Miss Veridian said that since many families are sick, we are moving to be online again! I hated that! I didn’t see Maya today, which was weird. When I told Miss Veridian she looked sad and said Maya is upstate with all the other sick kids. I don’t know what that means. Is it a farm stay over? We had that once. I thought I was going to see Max up there, since Daddy said he would be up state on a farm. But he wasn’t. I still miss Max, even with buddy here now.

Our neighbour, Misses Smith, has been acting very weird lately, she has been getting stronger then every before. Just like her husband before the scary men in green came and took him. Daddy said not to worry and that someone would be there for her soon, I don’t think she is okay, I will sneak over there tomorrow and give her some cookies while mum and dad aren’t home. I don’t want the scary men in green to take her too.

Tomorrow mom and I are going out to pick up my birthday present for my birthday in 4 days! She says I can pick the puppy I want myself after she is done with work! I am so exci Happy that we get to pick up a puppy!

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Dear Diary

I went to see my neighbour Misses Smith, she said she had never felt better but she was very hungry and she thanked me for the cookies, she was very very sweet. I hope she feels better soon.

Mummy and I picked up the sweetest labrador puppy! She is very very sweet and kinda dumb but  I loooooooove her so much and I will help train her! She is my responsibility!

The green men came when me and mummy was gone, I saw them drive away, Misses Smith’s house has been closed and there is yellow tape all over her door. Daddy said not to go in there because the air was toxic, I just hope he doesn’t find out I was in there earlier.

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Dear Diary

Hiiiiiiii, sooooo, yesterday I went to see misses smith but I feel soooo much better today, I felt a little sick this morning but I feel fine now, better then fine actually! Must be the new puppy. I played catch with her and threw the ball so hard it broke through the fence, daddy and mommy hasn’t seen yet, I don’t want them to see. I overheard them listening to the president on the tv, I didn’t understand much of what he said, but he said something about there being too many sick people but also having hope, whatever it meant had mommy crying. I don’t know why she was crying.

I saw more of the green men walking around outside, there were many families there were sick and had to be removed, mommy said it was a good thing and that we had to wait to be evacuated, that we would be safe, but she cried while it happened so I don’t think she is happy to leave. Maybe she will miss her bed, I know I would miss my bed if we had to evacuate.

But I am happy! And I keep playing with my puppy! I named her Angelica because she is an angel! Daddy said she was more like a demon but I just think that’s because he has to clean up her pee and pop.

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Dear diary!

Guess what! I have been able to taste so much more today and smell it too! There aren’t many of the neighbours left anymore, I miss them and their smell, it lingers in the air, it’s rich and irony, I don’t know why but it is making me very hungry,

I ate a whole bag of bread with peanut butter earlier today, mommy cried when she saw it, I don’t know why but she went to daddy who just held me close and whispered it was going to be okay that I wasn’t going to be scared.

I am fine! I don’t know why they kept saying that. Apparently Miss Viridian has been sick now, so she isn’t teaching us school anymore. That is sad. But I am just happy to have time to play.

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Dear….

When I woke up mommy and daddy were

still asleep in their bed, they smelled very

good and I was very hungry so I had a bite of them. The green men came visiting today but I pretended

 no to be home, they didn’t try

and find us inside, but they did think we were homeeeeeeeeeeeee

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Green men scaring me

                      Hunting me

                      So sad

hungry

Sleep sleep

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The doctor looked at the last two blood covered pages of the young girl’s journal. She had been just another victim of the zombie virus as the prion disease had been dubbed, he had no doubts about the sicks ability to remember things but for such a small body to remain this active since infection…. It spoke to just how much they didn’t know. He looked over at the body laying on the cold metal table, its organs removed and placed in separate jars and despite all over this, the muscles still occasionally spasmed long since rigor mortis was supposed to have set in. Highly interesting.

“Bring in the next body.” He said through the microphone before stood up. He grabbed the child’s arm to begin moving her to the stretcher so they could burn her when instead the bone snapped in two. He looked down at his hand and hummed. “Ah, right, I forgot.”

#original writing #horror #terror #dear diary #original fiction #horror writing #dark writing #zombies #zombie apocalypse #prion diseases #prion diseases are scary

[vexilalesbean]

Finished hw so heres a small "Miss Americana and The Heartbreak Princess" snippet i just wrote

I walk home with james, thinking about whether I should tell him about my sapphicness or not. God, this is so frustrating! We'll be spending the rest of the afternoon together, so i'll get to bring it up to him then. We pass by Cornelia High. "Hey, isn't that the school your new friend is from?" james asks me, kind of sounding annoyed. "Yeah, and? We can still be friends if we're in rival schools. Doesn't mean we have to be rivals." I respond, hoping he'll brush it off. Just then, as I was going to ask about his new best friend, Emma, he kisses me on the cheek. I freeze, and stop walking completely. James asks me "U good?" just as I see lyla walking home from school. She had seen the whole thing! I see lyla run home, semi-crying. "James, as much as I think you're cool, i don't like you like that. Sorry." I tell James. "Oh, okay. So, am I still coming over?" He asks. I seriously think about this, whether I should have some time to think about other things alone or do homework with him. "Uhm, you know what, James? i think I should be alone for a while." I say. "Oh, okay. Well, see you on monday?" He asks. "Yeah, seeya monday..." I reply, and we walk our seperate ways to our houses. Good thing we were at the splitoff point to where our houses are. I walk home, speedwalking, ready to go to my room and worry the hell out of myself.

I make it home and storm off to my room. Taylor and my mom are sitting in the living room, Taylor doing a project for her science class. "Hey, Jules! Everything alright?" My mom asks me. "Yep! Everything's fine, mom!" I say as I shut my room door. I look at my phone. 4:30pm. I crash on my bed and think about what lyla must be feeling right now. I open my phone and just stare at it. Should I text her? Fuck yes! I wanna explain this to her! I open up Discord. She's online! Perfect! I start typing, "Heyy lyla! Sorry about what you just saw, I think. Don't know what you saw, but I'm pretty sure it was James kissing me on the cheek. Listen, I'm sorry, he did it out of nowhere! And I saw u run away, half crying. Lyla, I know you like me. I like you, too! I really, really like you. And I know it would crush you if James and I got together. I just wanna clear things up: James and I aren't together." I take a deep breath and send the text. God, why was it so long?! And why'd I confess in the same message??!! I'm freaking out at this point.

I see the three bubbles under the text bar, indicating Lyla's typing. "It's fine, Julie. And, truth be told, I never thought you'd pick up on the fact I like you!" She texts. "Yeah, I like you, too. So uhm, since your school is combining with our senior prom and homecoming..." I text back. "Do you wanna go to prom with me?" I hit send, my heart racing. Lyla went offline before I sent the message about our combined proms and homecomings. Guess I'll have to wait for her response. I turn off my phone and stare at the glow-in-the-dark stars on my ceiling. James doesn't have discord. Guess I'm gonna have to slip him a note on monday. I close my eyes, but only briefly, because my mom yells for me. "Julie! Come help Taylor with her project! I need to go to her ptc!" mom yells from downstairs. I sigh, get up, and go downstairs. Guess today's one of those days: half good, half bad.

"Hey, Julie, why'd you go straight upstairs when you came home?" Taylor asks me as I sit next to her at the table. "Well, you know my best friend of 3 years, James?" I ask her. "Yeah, what about him? Did he do something bad?" She asks. I respond to her, not missing a detail, "Well, on our walk home, he kissed me on the cheek, indicating he like-likes me, and I don't like-like him back." I trust Taylor with all my secrets. My parents don't like to hear any drama, so I tell Taylor everything. "Oh, okay. Well, I've noticed you and that Lyla girl are really close. Anything there?" Taylor asks. Damn, i didn't think she was capable of picking up on those things! Well, I mean, I was like that in the 7th grade, maybe taylor's the same, too? "Well- HEY, shouldn't we be doing your project? C'mon, it's 4:45." I say, getting her back on track. She snaps back into her mini-scientist mode. "OKAY SO-" she starts to ramble about her project and everything leading up to it, and, to be honest, I get a bit bored after she mentions microorganisms for the 3rd time. After a while, she gets to the actual point of the project. I help her almost all night. It's more complicated than I thought! The things they make these kids do these days...

I forget about dinner and wake up at 3am to go get a snack from the snack cabinet because, obviously, my stomach feels like it might cave in. I reach for a snack bar and sit on the couch. I remember that one song, it went "3am and i'm still awake..." as I bite my snack bar. I go on my phone and check my tumblr to see what James posted today. I look at his most recent post, which was a reblog. "Tell me you got rejected without telling me you got rejected." was the original post. James reblogged as "I think I got rejected without getting rejected. Idfk man." God, he really has to post everything online, huh? Inez posted something, too, said, "Who's ready for combined prom and homecoming? I know Este and I are!" Este being the hopeless romantic she is, and Inez being the gossip she is, they're going together as homies. I start scrolling and get bored, and finish up eating my snack bar. I go on Discord because I'm bored and want to see if Lyla's online. I sink into the couch as I open discord and the butterflies take over. She's online! Lyla starts typing. "Yes! Yes yes yes yes yes! I would LOVE to go to prom and with you! AND homecoming!" I can't believe it!!! I finally did it after all this time! I'm going to homecoming and prom with Lyla Marlow Laynes!

Just then, I hear someone coming down the stairs. "Julie, wha'tch'ya doin' up so late? Or, I mean, early, i guess?" Taylor's voice travels through the almost empty living room. "I'm on discord. Lyla just accepted my prom and homecoming invites!" I whisper, trying not to wake our parents up. "That's great, Jules, but it's late, or early, and I'm bored. I woke up a while ago and can't fall back asleep." She says in her tired morning voice, and comes and sits next to me on the couch. "Well, do you wanna watch something?" I ask her, shutting off my phone. She loves watching things when we're up late. "Yeah, can we watch Prom Pact?" she asks, knowing full well it's 13+. "Sure, we can watch it. But we have to keep the volume down. Don't want mom and dad catching us, right?" I say. "Right," she says back, and she snuggles next to me on the couch as I turn on the TV and go to Disney plus.

We watch Disney movies until 7am which, to be honest, was really nice. Spending time with my sister was really nice. Taylor's chronically online and has to go to the doctor for monthly heart checkups, so we don't talk unless she needs something. Mom and Dad come downstairs to me and Taylor eating chocolate popcorn on the couch and watching "The Princess Diaries 2: Royal Engagement." They're not surprised, as we've done this before too many times to count before, but not that recently. "So, you guys finally had your movie morning again?" Dad says as he makes his coffee. "Yep. I missed it." Taylor responds. I missed it too. The sun's up. Time for another typical Saturday.

#vexi's rants 💬 #vexi's taylor swift stories 📓 #i didn't intend on writing that much #well ig more for yall to read? #good lord vex #it's 10pm what are you doing #Miss Americana and The Heartbreak Princess #the amount of references i put in this tho #semi-not-canon

[j-graysonlibrary]

Fort Heaven Chapter 25

Title: Fort Heaven

Author: Jay Grayson

Word Count: 69K

Genres: Suspense, investigative, drama, LGBT+

Available on: Kobo and my website

Synopsis: Some call it a hoax. Others claim it’s a cult. But, to Evon and his friend Yasmine, two online journalists, Fort Heaven is the subject of their latest story. Along for the assignment is cameraman and not-so-secret crush of Evon’s: Russet. With a drunken, murky night in their recent history, things are especially tense between them but, of course, personal matters take a backseat when the interviews start. The trio speaks to ex-members of Fort Heaven and, while some of the accounts are shocking, the job remains just that: A job. That is until one of the women they interviewed, along with her daughter, goes missing. It soon becomes clear that not only is Fort Heaven a real threat but Evon and his friends are being watched. And what started as a simple cash-grab article is now a matter of life and death.

Full chapter 25 under the cut

Chapter 25

Willow remembered the first time she met Cindy. It was after school and Nichole had only to ask her mother’s permission in order to come and spend the night. The event was a huge stepping stone in any friendship and Willow was beyond excited by the idea. She and Nichole had been hanging out for some time at that point and they had yet to be at each other’s homes at all.

Nichole was sure that her mother would agree upon seeing Willow (whatever that meant, Willow didn’t know at the time) but she was still nervous of a firm rejection. It wasn’t that she had an overprotective mother but, according to the stories she’d told thus far, her mother wasn’t very close with her.

If she said no it would be because she didn’t want her daughter to have any fun. At least that’s how Nichole described the situation.

When her mother’s van pulled up to the curb outside of the school, both of the girls walked over. Nichole took the lead and opened the passenger side door.

“Mom, this is Willow—you know, the girl I’ve been telling you about?”

Willow scooted a little to the side so she could see the woman better. She shared many features with her daughter but her face was just slightly rounder and her eyes were a little darker.

“Hello, Mrs. Oswell.”

“It’s Miss…” the woman said and Willow immediately became uncomfortable. It had only been ten seconds and she’d already messed everything up.

“Sorry…um, miss…”

“It’s okay,” she responded with a forced smile. “So you’re Willow?”

“Yes ma’am,” Willow said with a grin, trying to lighten the mood. “And I was hoping Nichole could spend the night this weekend…”

“Are your parents aware of your plans?” Miss Oswell asked with something of an accusatory tone.

“They are—yes.”

The woman glanced to her daughter before slightly nodding her head. “Alright. But you had better make sure you complete all of your homework.”

Nichole’s eyes lit up and she nodded enthusiastically. “Yes, of course. We can work together on it—it’ll be fun.”

Fun wasn’t the word Willow would use for it but if doing her homework while Nichole was over actually allowed her to be there then she wouldn’t complain.

“Right…”

Miss Oswell still seemed unsure and continued to be wary whenever Willow saw her. It wasn’t until about a year later that she started to warm up to her. As the years went by, she actually let Willow know why she had been so suspicious of her in the beginning.

Nichole was always a reserved and quiet girl—never did anything out of line. And, while Cindy wanted her to be more social, she was also afraid she would go through a wild and rebellious phase that would never end. She didn’t know how she would single-handedly deal with Nichole if she ever started to assert herself.

Seeing Willow, she feared that she would be a bad influence. As she put it, “You looked like a popular girl and I worried what you would get my daughter into. Or, God forbid, you weren’t serious about your friendship with her. It would have broken her heart.”

Of course all of those fears were completely unfounded. While Willow had always been able to slip into the popular crowd with no problem, she didn’t need the circle of friends to keep her company. She only really needed Nichole and that was something she’d known since she met her.

During the past year and half, Cindy had become so used to Willow being over that she almost treated her as a second daughter. Miss Oswell was certainly a surrogate mother figure for Willow, as she’d always been.

Yet now she started to wonder if the woman’s fears about her had anything to do with Nichole or if she had seen Willow and somehow known that she would suffer because of her. If her gut instinct told her that, in the long run, she would suffer from knowing her.

Cindy screamed and cried as she was shackled to the wall in a room underneath the main building. Several other bodies were hanging, some seemingly lifeless, from chains on the wall. A lot of them were covered in bruises while others had blood stains both fresh and new all over their bodies.

“What is this place?!” Miss Oswell yelled, “What are you doing to people down here?!”

“Quiet,” Stewart snapped at her and shoved her into the wall before walking off.

William stood at Willow’s side with his arms crossed, occasionally glancing over at her. She knew her face was dropping and her façade was fading. Sweat started to wet her hairline and she tried to slow her heart rate but it was no use.

Cindy made eye contact with her and silently pleaded for help. For anything.

She had to look away.

Stewart came back into the room with a large dog—some mix breed between a Doberman and something a little larger but the exact breed was unclear. It was quite riled up and jittery, continually fidgeting and whining.

Willow wanted to ask where he got a dog and why but she couldn’t form words. She couldn’t even move—it was as though she were suffering from sleep paralysis while wide awake.

“Is that John’s dog?” William asked with a flat tone as if they were making bland conversation in an office break room.

“Yeah,” Stewart answered with a grin, “I fed him some ED pills.”

“Jesus, man, again with this?” the other man groaned.

It took but a second for Willow to put the pieces together and if she hadn’t been frozen in place already then that would have done it. He couldn’t really mean to attempt what he was implying, could he? Stewart had seemed like a decent man so far and she would have never expected him to have an idea like this. Even worse, he apparently had thought of it before.

“Yeah, what’s the problem? It works, doesn’t it?” Stewart countered and pulled the dog’s leash taut to keep him from jumping up onto his leg.

“It’s disgusting,” William answered him, “I lost my appetite for days after last time.”

“Don’t be such a pussy. It’s nature.”

William responded to him only by making a gagging sound but didn’t try any further to stop him. Willow looked at him in desperation but he didn’t notice her.

Cindy, however, did.

“W-Willow…please…do something…”

“She’s calling for you again,” Stewart stated before she could open her mouth. “Sure you don’t know her?”

Willow looked at Cindy. She’d promised to save her and yet, when it came down to it, she wasn’t so sure she could. If she let them know that she did, in fact, know Cindy then she would never have the chance to save Nichole. She’d be taken in as a traitor and tortured alongside them. Getting herself caught would help nobody and would make all of her effort until then pointless.

She had only one option.

“I don’t know her.”

“WILLOW!” the woman screamed, “PLEASE, PLEASE HELP ME…I’M SCARED…OH GOD--” she choked and started to sob shortly after.

Stewart gave Willow a look and she shook her head. Her arms had started to shake but neither of the men seemed to notice. As Stewart tied the dog’s leash to one of the iron hooks on the wall, Willow looked to William.

“Do I have to watch this…?”

He raised an eyebrow at her. “Think I want to? Yes, we have to watch it…you need to take mental notes too if you want to do well in your position. Don’t want the top brass being disappointed in you, do ya?”

She said nothing and just moved her line of sight to the floor. When she heard a scream, she snapped her head up to see that Stewart had struck Cindy in the knee with a metal pipe. Right afterward, he unshackled her, causing her to crumble to the floor.

Cindy tried to pull herself up by clinging to the wall but the wound was too severe—she could hardly move. She just cried and started to mumble through her sobs. “Why, Willow…? Why are you letting this happen to me? Willow…please…Wi--”

Her pleading was cut short when Stewart yanked the bottoms off her, bunching them right above her knees. He flipped her top up a couple of inches with a borderline dismissive look on his face. Willow screamed in her head but policed her outward expression as best as she could.

Stewart then untied the dog and instead of trying to jump up onto his leg, he ran straight for Cindy. Willow didn’t turn her head to the side or close her eyes in time to avoid seeing it. Her long time surrogate mother screamed with the dog on top of her, relentless. Willow shook and wanted to cry so badly but repressed it with all of her might.

However, she couldn’t repress her body’s natural reaction to her disgust. She raised a hand to her mouth but it didn’t help much. Within the last second, she turned and threw up against the wall, leaning against it for support.

To her surprise, her hair was pulled back and she knew immediately it was William. She hated it—hated him—hated Stewart—but more than any of them she hated herself.

She’d never be able to forget her inaction nor would she be able to forgive herself. Even if it was for the person she cared about the most in the world, she couldn’t rationalize it. And she knew, without a doubt, that after she rescued Nichole, she would be hated by her.

She would deserve it.

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