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very-salty-tenno · 2 years
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S c h m e r z (Pain)
⋆ pairing: demon!ateez x reader (poly!ateez)
⋆ genre: demon au, suggestive, crack
⋆ warnings: strong language, use of medicine, suggestive topics, pet names, cheating, alcohol, partying, suggestive topics, angst, lots of arguments, mentions of killing, manipulation
⋆ words: 10,100  
a/n: @unatempesta-dipensieri​ this is for you honey 
⋆  „What’s a little bird like you doing here alone?“
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„Good morning!“ Woo Young enters the dining area with a huge grin on his face and Seong Hwa chuckles at the little strands of hair that are standing up from his head.
Soon the others join the clan on the table and start to dig into the delicious breakfast. „Wait, is (y/n) not up yet?“ Seong Hwa eyes the round and his gaze stops at Yun Ho and Min Gi who are trying everything to avoid their hyung‘s look.
Hong Joong quirks an eyebrow and sips on his tea. „Guys, did you do something to her?“ That’s what makes Yeo Sang‘s eyes turn into a crimson color eyeing the two demons, too.
„Woah, I mean, calm down... She’s upstairs still sleeping. Yun Ho and me wanted to wake her up but she was still so sleepy.“
The others only nod silently at his answer. Usually you’re always the first when it comes to eating but there could be many reasons why you are not joining them.
San munches on his toast while listing them off in his head one by one.
First, you could be really sleepy because you and the others watched movies until three am this morning and now it’s 8.46 am.
Second, you were embarrassed because you fell asleep on the couch although you swore you wouldn’t sleep at theirs for the beginning.
Which also leads to the third reason, you realized that you woke up in Yun Ho‘s bed sandwiched between him and Min Gi and now are even more embarrassed.
And Fourth, you just pretend to sleep and wait for him and Woo Young to come upstairs and give you the best fuc -
„San? Are you even listening?“
„Yeeeees, sorry.“
„Ah, really? Then repeat what I said.“ Hong Joong watches him while the brown haired boy smirks mischievously. The leader sighs and puts down his napkin.
„I said for the next time we have to watch out for (y/n) but without her noticing. We all know she would freak out if she knew but it’s for her best. I guess she’s still not understanding that many demons are after a marked female...“
„What? Are you talking about me?“ All their heads turn around to see you standing in the doorway wearing a shirt from Yun Ho which comes off as definitely oversized and they all think you look too cute like this.
„Are you awake now, cupcake?“
You frown at Woo Young.
„What did I say about the nicknames? I am still tired but I guess my appetite awakened me.“
After eating breakfast with the demons you got a shower and quickly went back home but not without going through a lot of protests from the boys. Honestly, you were very embarrassed about falling asleep at their house although you made it clear you wanted to take things slow but - you were just so tired. Even now sitting at your desk in your dorm room you couldn’t concentrate at all.
In a few hours you had go to your part time job and you felt like falling asleep in any second. You groaned out and let you head fall onto the surface of the table closing your eyes. Great. Now a headache was coming around, too.
This night you fell into your bed very exhausted. You didn’t make any progress in studying this afternoon and also your boss had been very shitty to you at your shift today. All you wanted was to sleep...
Much to your dismay you only felt worse this morning but got up nevertheless to go to your courses. A pain killer could maybe help a little bit and so you swallowed the pill and grabbed your bag. You already were late so you passed the campus with quick steps and nearly collapsed into the chair for your first lecture.
It only worsened throughout the day. You were on your way back to the dorm and felt really hot. Your limbs hurt and the headache came back. Black dots formed in front of your vision and you quickly found a bench to rest.
Suddenly you saw Jong Ho emerging you with a stern expression on his face. „(y/n)?“
He placed his hand on your forehead and frowned.
„What are you doing here?“ You felt the urge to close your eyes out of exhaustion. You were convinced that something was not right with you by now but you never felt like this before.
Your eyes flattered open and you noticed the change of your surroundings. You were placed neatly into Hong Joong‘s bed. The curtains were closed creating a comfortable brightness in the room. The air conditioning system was turned on and you felt a wet cloth on your forehead.
You felt a lot better and noticing no one was around you turned your head a little bit to the cushion you layed on and smelled the wonderful scent of the demon.
How can someone smell this good?
You giggled at your own awkwardness and quickly arranged yourself when the door carefully opened.
Inside Yeo Sang, Hong Joong and Seong Hwa came. You made eye-contact with everyone of them and stopped at the youngest of the three.
Shit, hopefully he doesn’t read my thoughts about Hong Joong‘s wonderful scent. Heck, (y/n)! Stop thinking... He doesn’t look away! Start singing... Bulleo bulleo mhhmhmhm
You continued humming to the song in your head totally unaware of how the three sat down on the bed and Yeo Sang looking out of the window with a knowing smirk on his face.
„Can you not stop that?“
„I am sorry (y/n). I didn’t chose this ability.“
„What even is going on here?“ Hong Joong and Seong Hwa look between you and Yeo Sang but when no one answers them Seong Hwa clears his throat to gain everyone‘s attention.
„At least you are not ranting about being again in one of our beds - “
„Now that you’re mentioning it how - ah, wait... Jong Ho brought me here, right?“
„Yes. You had a high fever and blacked out so we thought it would be the best to bring you to our place and give you some medicine. How are you feeling now?“
„Better... I just don’t know how I became ill it’s definitely not the season for it.“
„(y/n) maybe you had contact to someone - “
When Yeo Sang tried to touch your forearm you suddenly felt a harsh pain at your wrist just like the last time that crazy guy appeared.
„Ahhh ... fuck! h- hurts..“
„(y/n)!“ Hong Joong and the other two demons try to look from where the pain comes and the leader‘s eyes change into a crimson when he realizes it’s your mark.
Soon the others are in the room trying to figure out what’s wrong because they feel the distress of their clan brothers.
Your forehead is sweaty and Yeo Sang also has to take a step back from the bed clutching at his head out of pain.
„What the hell is happening here?!“ Woo Young shouts and Yun Ho comes to lay a hand on his shoulder to calm him down.
Luckily the pain soon vanishes leaving you blacked out again and the fever higher than before.
Downstairs the boys except of Yeo Sang who still sits by your side settled together and debate on what was happening with you.
„I first thought it could be a normal flu or something but now that her wrist burnt where our mark is I think it’s has to do with us and the bond.“ Seong Hwa says.
„Mh, also me and Yeo Sang felt it, too.“
„Here, I got the book.“ Yun Ho enters the living room area with quick steps and places it on the table.
„Okay, I think I found something...“ This caught the interest of the other demons who where scattered around the place by now and building a circle around the book and Seong Hwa very fast.
„Seems like her body and soul starts fighting our mark...“
„What the fuck?! How and why?!“
„Jong Ho, calm down.“ San embraces his brother form behind to calm him down while Hong Joong might start to realize what is really happening here.
„Listen! It also says that it can be due to the human itself or if another demon tries to claim him or her.“
„I think the first option is bullshit because we talked about this so who’s the motherfucker trying to take away my kitten from me?!“
„San, first - it’s not only your kitten and secondly - the nickname‘s stupid. Let’s agree on babygirl.“
Seong Hwa proudly smirks at his idea and San coughs at that.
„*cough* pervert *cough*“
„Guys, can we please focus on (y/n) and not such unnecessarily things?“
„Jong Ho is right. It’s cupcake anyways.“ Woo Young high-fives with Min Gi and grins.
Hong Joong only facepalms and groans.
„Stop. We have to figure out who’s behind this until then we continue watching her and talk about every little change we notice. Alright, guys?“ Everyone nods at him and looks up when Yeo Sang comes down the stairs shock evident on his face.
„How is she?“
„Sleeping. It’s angel you idiots!“
The next days your condition got better and the demons were relieved to see you quite energized and healthy again. You were thankful they took such good care of you but it was time to get back to your lectures and work everything up.
yunhoe: wanna grab a coffee after your last lecture? (´。• ω •。`)
you: yeh I pay
yunhoe: why? let your bestfriend treat you
you: you want sth in return
yunhoe: would never ( `ε´ )
you: you’re turning into a woo young version 2.0 these last weeks
yunhoe: :‘( the betrayal
You smile at your display and link your arms with your female bestfriend Hyo Lyn when she emerges you with a big grin while walking to the other campus.
„Oh, who’s the poor guy.“
„You’re mean (y/l/n) (y/n). He’s a very lucky boy and his name is Seok Woo.“
You stop in your tracks and eye her suspiciously. „If I hear a page being turned in the next seconds I am outta here.“
„Gosh, stop watching those dramas.“
„That only proves you watched it, too!“
„Of course. Now I can have my own Ha Ru.“ You laughed out loud gaining a few questionable looks from other students at how Hyo Lyn emphasizes the name.
Inside the lecture hall you sit down next to each other still gossiping a little bit and cringe when she tells you that last weekend at a fraternity party Choi San and Jung Woo Young were seen having a threesome with one of the prettiest girls of the campus.
Such dickheads. While you’re ill they go out having their fun and then still lie about having feelings for you!
„You’re alright?“
„Of course I am why wouldn’t I!“ Hyo Lyn shrieks back at your outburst which again draws the interest of many people in the hall to you.
„Haha, I mean, they’re both really hot and you’re at theirs so often! Do you think Yun Ho would have something against it? Or are you still playing hide and seek with Kang and Kim?“
You could’ve banged your head onto the table but stopped yourself before.
„Can we just forget I ever told you about this?“
„Ehm, no. Look, gaining the interest of the Kim Hong Joong and Kang Yeo Sang is a dream coming to life! Maybe you could ask them for a threesome?“
„Fuck, Hyo Lyn! Stop this nonsense.“ Your cheeks were painted so red you had to cool them down with your palms leaving your bestfriend a laughing mess next to you.
After the lecture ended you checked the bus line and saw that there was a technical issue which let to a high delay for the next one. To be punctual for Yun Ho you had to run across the campus and catch the next one which would take a lot more time than usually.
While running you accidentally have your eyes only a second on your phone checking the time and of course bang into someone who luckily caught you pretty effortlessly.
„Shit, I apologize a lot! I am in a hurry and - “
„Well, hello my love.“ You really couldn’t believe your eyes. In front of you the perverted demon stands eyeing you with an amused look.
„You!“
He laughs still holding you in his arms.
„Me!“
„Stop!“ You try to wiggle out of his grip and much to your suspicion he lets you out of his arms carefully.
You look around if someone’s watching you and when sure there are not much students left you turn again to him and whisper-yell. „What are you doing here?! Don‘t say you want to kidnap me again...“ You fold your arms in front of you but slightly panick when he leans down too much in your comfort zone.
„I am studying here now and my lecture just ended.“ You scoff and push him back by his chest.
„What bullshit! Aren’t you too old to study?“
„Wait, how old do you think I am?“
„As a pervert you’re probably fourty or something...“
„H - how dare you! I am 26 years old!“ You give him a bored stare and mention for him to hold it.
„However. I am going and keep out of my way or - “
„Ah, this is will be hard. Because we have the same subject.“ A shiteating grin takes its place onto Joo Hyuk‘s face and you just couldn’t believe this guy.
You try to push your way around him when he stops you by your wrist again and takes you into an embrace from behind. His hold on your wrist leaves a undefinable pain and you hiss out when he finally leaves it. Trying to break free he only holds you closer and you can feel him leaning into your neck. You shudder when you feel him taking in your scent.
„Are you afraid my love? You don’t have to be... I would never hurt you.“ Much to your dismay your body betrays you and you feel your legs giving out at his words which pleases him.
You would lie when you told yourself that this wasn’t exciting but you didn’t understand your feeling at all.
Suddenly he lets you go and chuckles lightly. „Guess we will see eachother more from now on, (y/n)“ And with that you turn around but he’s nowhere to be seen anymore...
Stupid demons.
„Shit, the bus!“
Yun Ho texted you he would drive to the campus with his car because it was getting way too late and today it was his task to watch over you. At least he would bring you home safely and maybe drink a tea at your dorm.
The dorm was only a fifteen minute walk from your position but heh.
You smile when you see him pulling in at the parking spot. How he hops out of the expensive vehicle makes your heart jump but you try to cover it quickly knowing he would sense it.
As he nears your form a frown comes across his face and the next thing you know is him holding your shoulders in a very tight grip. You shudder at seeing your bestfriend like this the first time in your life and gulp when his orbs transform into a deep red color.
Yun Ho drags you to the car and drives to the demon‘s mansion faster than you liked. He pushes you inside the livingroom where Yeo Sang and Min Gi were currently playing Fortnite and some of the others around cheering.
„Hey, what’s our beautiful cupc - “
„Hold him back!“ No one noticed Seong Hwa coming from the kitchen with a gaze full of hate and disgust at your form. Before he could lunge at you Hong Joong and Jong Ho use all of their strength to hold him back. They drag him outside into the garden but the next demon also seems to lose his mind by letting out a deep growl like sound and Woo Young covers San‘s eyes and pushes him out of the room, too.
„What’s with them?“ You find yourself in Yeo Sang‘s arm in a second who seems to try to protect you from the other demons. Tears prick at your eyes and Yeo Sang tries to shush you by caressing your back in comforting circles.
You sit down on the couch after Hong Joong calls Min Gi to get out, too. Leaving only you, Yun Ho and Yeo Sang.
Yun Ho didn’t stop walking in circles since you arrived and you just wonder what was going on. You don’t even recognize Yeo Sang rubbing himself on you by smashing your cheeks together and kissing your hair repeatedly...
After a while you still sniffle when the others come back in and you take a look at the two demons that had the outburst. Whereas San seems only pissed Seong Hwa avoids your look at all costs which hurts you a little bit.
„Is this disgusting scent finally off of her?“ Seong Hwa speaks up while looking out of the window.
Now this was what it was all about... but it wasn’t you fault, right?
Without realizing you roll with your eyes earning another growl but this time from Yun Ho. „Do you think this is a joke?“
You scoff at him. „Of course not but you’re not telling me shit!“
„(y/n), we’re just concerned... Yun Ho brought you here because...“
„It’s okay, angel. You can tell them.“ Of course Yeo Sang already knew what happened because the moment started to flash into your mind occasionally since you’ve arrived here.
You told them about your encounter with Joo Hyuk leaving some of them clearly pissed. After a long pause you and Yeo Sang are again alone in the living room and the others come back after discussing and deciding for you to get out of the demon‘s way as good as possible for now.
Of course you agreed with them but if he was really attending the same courses like you things would get problematic. The tense atmosphere also doesn’t sit right with you. Everyone was giving off the vibe that you have been running into him on purpose.
When in reality they just don’t know about Joo Hyuk‘s intentions and that’s what worries Hong Joong the most. He definitely is the reason for your illness but the question is if he would be so dumb to try again to steal you away. His clan is definitely stronger and larger in number so why you? Why again anger the Ateez Clan?
One thing was sure - they had to keep a good eye on that bastard and need you to work with them although you don’t know about him being the reason for your illness and potential threat to claim you as his.
You on the other side were deeply confused and annoyed. Gladly Jong Ho drove you back to your dorm after your discussion but he also didn’t talk to you at all during the ride seemingly deep in thoughts.
Their reactions confused you... first you’ve never seen Yun Ho like this before. Of course this wasn’t the first time he got angry but definitely the first one his anger felt directed to you, too.
You knew San was an emotional person but you couldn’t shake off the feeling he didn’t had himself under control at all yesterday.
And Seong Hwa... the usually calm and soft demon is who hurt you the most. His gaze told you how disgusted he was by you... you felt like it wasn’t only about your scent but you in general at this moment. Like you’ve done something that betrayed him and his brothers.
The night wasn’t pleasant as sleep seemed to come to you hardly and the next evening at your shift you also couldn’t stop thinking about the events. You felt restless because images of the moment with Joo Hyuk coming back to you again and again. You mentally groaned everytime that happened because instead of fear and anger you felt slight excitement. You knew it was wrong to think and feel like that but you couldn’t stop yourself...
„(y/l/n)! The three gentlemen in the left corner are waiting!“
„Oh, sorry, boss!“
You arrive at the table and get on your knees with a bow arranging the menus.
„(y/n), what a pleasure to meet you again.“ You quickly look up and your mouth opens like you want to say something but nothing comes out.
So much for keeping out of his way... Was he following you now?
„You know eachother?“ One of the guys sitting next to the demon eyes you with a flirting gaze to which you give him a ‚fuck off‘ - gaze.
„Yes, this is the special girl I‘ve told you about.“
Eh?
„Special girl?“ It definitely comes out louder than you wanted it to and you check if your boss noticed but are relieved when it doesn’t seem like it.
„Of course. Your indeed very precious (y/l/n) (y/n).“
What shocks you even more is to not find the usual annoying smirk on his face when he says this. Special? Precious? What is he talking about?
You wanted to say something but being unsure of what you just handed them the menus, bowed again and quickly went back to the bar.
„She smells fascinating...“
„Yah, Ji Soo! Don’t even think about it.“
„Why? You’re also hanging out with that human chick. What was her name again?“
„That’s not what I mean. He already has his eyes on her so you don’t have the right to touch her.“
„Stop talking she’s coming back.“
Your brows furrow at their whispering but you brush it off nevertheless. First you cannot stop thinking about him and then he appears again.
What if he really just wanted to study at your university? The last time he could’ve easily kidnapped you again but he didn’t.
Maybe he was just a little bit attracted to you? You cannot shake off the feeling that the others might have overreacted...
Also, what if you had his scent on you? He just hugged you and you didn’t even stand a chance to get out of the grip of a demon. Moreover it wasn’t in your interest at all whereas Woo Young and San couldn’t keep their dicks inside their trousers - which still left a light stinging sensation in your heart.
Of course you knew how they were and that they liked to play around. The question is, why wouldn’t you just be one of the many other girls, too?
You still cannot believe that out of eight demons everyone would have the same amount of feelings for you. To be honest, the only person you thought of really liking you was Kang Yeo Sang. Thinking about Hong Joong - no one really knew what he did or thought in a day.
Maybe you slowly realize that you might fall for them too easily? Since they kidnapped you that day no one really tried to make the next step. Even Yeo Sang and Hong Joong wouldn’t go further than touching you in appropriate places. Well, at least the younger one did. And it all was still friendship like.
These thoughts are giving you a headache. Well, you were the one telling them you only wanted to be friends first then why are you so emotionally confused?
Do you crave for more? Or is it just attention?
Before the three men left the place Joo Hyuk gave you a huge tip which you didn’t stand a chance to reject. Luckily nothing more happened with him to which you were more than thankful. You couldn’t stand so much trouble in short terms.
Arriving at your dorm exhausted you jump on your bed after receiving a text from Hyo Lyn that she was coming over and getting ready for a party. Why would you say no? There were no messages from the guys and you definitely wouldn’t waste this night and free sunday tomorrow.
Yes, this was definitely the best you could do to forget all this mess for now. Only you, your bestfriend and a bottle of wine.
Oh, and loud music, sweating bodies and students making out in every corner. For this night you decided to wear something fancy but sexy, too. The mistake you made? You already drank quite the amount of appetizers with Hyo Lyn while dressing up and you could already feel the coral lipstick smeared from the amount of times you lick them.
You were wasted. Definitely; but in a good way. Hyo Lyn only giggled and dragged you to the dancefoor - the living room of the mansion - and started swaying your hips to the music. By now it was actually unimportant how you looked like you just had fun with the girl next to you and giggled a lot at her stupid dance moves imitating them from time to time.
When you made you way back to the kitchen looking for another drink you couldn’t shake off the feeling being watched. You shuddered at the thought and looked around a few times but couldn’t make out anything suspicious.
Only when you heard the yelling you immediately felt your insides curling. „Quick! Woo Young is winning!“
If Woo Young was here then San would be, too. Meaning there was a high chance some of the others or all of them attended this party, too. Where we’re back to the point - they’re not texting you and acting like wanting to protect you but here we are?
Suddenly Hyo Lyn brings you out of your thoughts by finding you in the kitchen and dragging you outside with a grip on your wrist.
„Come one, we have to watch this!“
Out of a good perspective standing outside a huge group of people in front you can see Woo Young drinking up all the beer and San next to him cheering him on like the others.
You roll with your eyes a smirk building up but it quickly vanishs when you see the cute dark haired beauty pulling him into a kiss and Woo Young first shocked but putting his arms around her waist in return when he wins.
First you really didn’t want to believe Hyo Lyn - but it was obvious that this scene probably replayed every weekend and party they attended.
What about the others? What about the Song Min Gi? What about the prestigious bachelor Kim Hong Jong? What about... what did all of them do?
You went back into the house ignoring the urge to turn into a crying mess feeling like it would be useless. You sat down in front of the mansion outside at the sidewalk alone with your thoughts again. Did you really didn’t know them at all?
No, you knew them. You knew about their hobbies... what they liked to eat and what their dreams were. It was just the fact that you didn’t feel like trusting them and not in the friend like relationship.
The image of them as boyfriends, potential lovers or what you would call it. You’re far away from that and you weren’t a person that tried to seek for the problem in others. It was about you. Maybe your first rejection lead to them losing interest in you. The whole marked thing slowly felt like they just still tried to fulfill something because they gave it to you and maybe they wanted to wait before asking you to take it back...
You definitely were a person to overthink things.
„What’s a little bird like you doing here alone?“
You slowly look up to see who has the nerve to interrupt you at your conspiracy moment.
„Oh, I am sorry... Didn’t want to sound awkward I guess you just looked really cute like t - this...“ You couldn’t stop gaping at the handsome boy. He had black hair with beautiful dark eyes that seemed to shine in the light of the moon and he was just plainly beautiful - exactly pretty like Hong Joong but different.
Hong Joong...
Tears started to prick again at your eyes making the boy worry if he is the cause for your sadness.
„Shit, I am sorry! I didn’t want to upset you!“ He leans down and starts to wipe away your tears with his soft thumbs and you feel oddly comforted by it - probably mainly caused by your drunken state.
„It - it’s not you...“
„Mh.“ He nods in an understanding matter and shoots you one of the most beautiful smiles you’ve ever seen. He sits down next to you still having his arm around your shoulders letting you calm down.
After a while you decide to check your phone to see if someone texted you but you can only see Hyo Lyn informing you about having met Seok Woo and his two very attractive friends and that they were playing beer pong.
„Do you want to get back inside?“
You shrug really unsure and definitely not in the mood to accidentally run into one of the boys. Okay, maybe just get over you high ego and text them!
You searched for San in your contacts and texted him that you also attended the party and if he wanted to hang out in the garden or something.
choi san: I am busyyyy
Wow, what a great answer. You groaned out gaining back the attention of the stranger next to you. „To be honest, I just want to go home and eat as much fast food as I can.“
You flinch a little bit when he suddenly starts laughing at you heartly. „To be honest, I didn’t want to come here in the first place.“ He takes a look back and his nose wrinkles is the most adorable way you could imagine.
„Then why did you come?“
„Three friends of mine wanted me to and I am the driver but now one of them found their girl he’s hanging out with at the moment an the other one‘s still searching for the girl he wanted to meet here.“ You laughed at this because it was cliche.
„What’s with the third one?“
„He just likes to party.“ You both laugh again mostly because you are still tipsy and him finding your laugh contagious.
„Do you want to head out of here? I know we don’t know eachother but I am hungry, too, so we could stop by a diner and after that I am bringing you home?“
„Mh, don’t know. I really don’t know you and my friend is still here... but I could tell Hyo Lyn quickly so she can send the cops after me if you try something funny.“ He grins at you mischievously but without any bad intention.
„Wait, did you say Hyo Lyn?“
„Ey, we looked for you!“ Suddenly you see four figures approaching you causing you and the boy next to you standing up.
Really? That there wasn’t already a massacre at this party fascinates you when you see Joo Hyuk emerging your forms with confident steps his eyes flickering between you and the boy. What shocks you even more is seeing your bestfriend holding hands with a guy next to her that seems to be on of Joo Hyuk‘s fiends and also the trio are the exact same men from your shift.
Leaving you confused who was the boy next to you but seeing his eyes turn into crescents while smiling at his fiends you suddenly feel at ease.
Only Mr. Pervert ruins the mood by winking at you.
„Come one that’s really funny!“ Hyo Lyn giggles at the situation and you cannot hide your smile, too.
„What are you doing here outside? (y/n) I’ve looked for you everywhere!“ Joo Hyuk happily explains and you stiffen a little bit by his statement. Their friend next to you seems to notice and lightly lays his hand on your shoulder to provide you with a feeling of safety.
Poor boy... don’t know he’s messing with a demon and wouldn’t stand a chance against the pervert.
„(y/n) and me wanted to drive to the diner and eat something. Do you want to come along?“
You could swear something flickered in the boys‘ eyes‘ at this moment but you couldn’t lay a finger on what. „No, no. It’s okay. (y/n) seems to be tired and we still want to start this pool party. Am I not right?“ Joo Hyuk laughs at the others and they also happily agree.
Your gaze goes back to him and he smiles and nods at them. „Have fun guys and call me if I should pick you up.“
He guides you to his car which was an expensive Audi R8 and immediately the thoughts comes to your mind if he drives too fast.
Like sensing your doubts the boy comes around the car again and opens the door for you. „You don’t have to worry... I will drive slowly I know you still have alcohol in your system.“
Is he cute or isn’t he?
The night turns around very good in the end. He holds his words and you don’t have to vomit or something. After eating something delicious at the diner with him you feel a lot better now and didn’t even felt the urge to look at your display since the party. Talking comes easily with him and he’s also a very charming guy with a good amount of humor.
After he stops in front of your dorms he gets out again and opens the door for you. He holds out his hand for you to take it and when you take it confidently you feel a slight shock.
„Ouch!“ He looks shocked but also apologizes quickly.
„Oh, haha. I am sorry... Maybe that was a sign?“ He smirks with crescent eyes again and you could cry out at how cute he is.
„Who knows?“ You look him deeply in the eyes and you can feel his smile vanish slowly. You gulp and quickly realize what you’re doing.
Stop flirting (y/n)! Cheater!
You mentally roll with your eyes - which you do... quit a lot?
I am the cheater? What’s with them? They give a shit about me at the moment! I can play this game, too!
Without noticing it you slowly nod with your head gaze turned to the ground and a devilish grin on your face.
„Ehm, I just asked if I could have your number...“
Oh, yeah. He was still there.
„Of course!“
(y/n) no!
You gave him your number and let yourself fall onto your bed a huge grin not leaving your face. You don’t have to feel bad, right? You texted San if he wanted to hang out but you could only imagine what he did in that moment. Woo Young was obviously also busy and you didn’t know who of the others attended the party.
You could’ve texted into the group chat you idiot.
Yes, you could’ve but you didn’t want to.
Suddenly you felt the guilt coming back... now that the boy left your mind it seems like you have to think about them. You take a look at your wrist and recall the electrical shock with the boy.
You don’t know his name... That’s what you only realize now. Well, if he decided to text you could ask him.
Eying you wrist again you try to see something that could resemble a mark; the one they gave you. Tonight you don’t really understand why they did it in the first place. You feel anger bubbling inside of you but decide it is worthless to worry about things you cannot change right now.
To get a decent sleep you think back to the crescent eyes and shining orbs that lulled you in. You find sleep better this night and all thanks to the stranger...
You wake up with a blurry sight. Your limbs are burning and a headache forms. You also feel very hot - shit, again?
Maybe you didn’t rest well enough the last time... you roommate asks you if she can help you with something before she head out for the day and you decline thankfully.
It would be the best to make some tea and sleep the day off maybe tomorrow it would be better and you could go back to university. Throughout the day you occasionally checked your messages and pouted when you received nothing. You don’t know if you hoped for him to text you or the others. Let’s say it didn’t shock you anymore that you received no text from the demons.
You also didn’t want to tell them about being sick again you hate the feeling of being a burden to someone... so you spent the day sleeping, groaning, drinking tea and watching shows.
Great sunday...
Luckily you had a good sleep this night but in the morning you didn’t feel any better... To this point you couldn’t shake off the feeling that the centrum of the stress might could be your wrist; exactly where your mark was located.
Maybe it is because of not being near to the demons lately? This doesn’t really makes sense either. There already have been more moments where you didn’t have much time for them and didn’t got sick... 
You clearly are not able to go to your courses today and ask Hyo Lyn to excuse you if someone in your shared courses asks.
Of course the girl wants to come over but you decline not wanting to spread your bacteria. You also ask your roommate to not worry but comply when she tells you she wants buy some medicine for you.
Ah, you were feeling really exhausted and bad again...
You wish someone of the boys would come over and take you into their arms and take care of you but you quickly shake the thought off.
Your wrist hurts again at the thought of them. What the actual hell?
Inside the mansion only Hong Joong and Seong Hwa pace around doing the housework. Well, Seong Hwa tells Hong Joong what to do because the leader is a mess when it comes to cleaning.
Hong Joong feels not good today and he didn’t do yesterday, too. It’s only a light tugging but he cannot say what it could be.
„Everything‘s alright?“
„Yes, just a bad feeling I guess. I wonder how (y/n) is doing. Did she eat? Is she happy? Is some professor getting on her nerves?“
Seong Hwa chuckles. Yes, their chosen mate definitely was someone who got triggered easily by hunger and soppy teachers.
„San told me she attended the party on saturday.“
„Why didn’t he tell us sooner?“
Seong Hwa shrugs while ordering Min Gi‘s laundry. „He just texted me she was there and he took a quick look at her and everything was fine. Hyo Lyn was by her side.“
„Mh, sometimes I feel like she’s taking a lot of her time.“
„Are you jelous, Kim?“ Seong Hwa‘s orbs shine in amusement and Hong Joong frowns at him in return.
„Nooo‘ I just would like to spend more time with her but I guess we should really take it slow...“
„Yes, that’s what we agreed on. Although I would like to apologize for the last time...“
Hong Joong emerged Seong Hwa‘s taller form and leans his head against his arms. „She knows we love her, don’t worry.“
Do you?
The end of the day comes and you decide to not be a pussy and text Yun Ho what he was doing only to be left on read. That didn’t hurt at all, asshole. Was he still salty because of the Joo Hyuk scene?
At least Yeo Sang should understand but he was one of those guys who disappeared for quite a time without telling you and you have the feeling now was the time for it again.
Or should you write something in the group chat? The sun was about to set down while you layed weakly in your bed scrolling through your phone. You found a quite funny video and decided it would be a good way to start a conversation and postet it into the chat.
Woo Young texted back a laugh smiley and the others also wrote something funny but Yun Ho, Yeo Sang and Hong Joong didn’t respond at all...
You couldn’t deny that you missed them even if it wasn’t meant in a romantic way. You missed your friends.
Much to your dismay you had to spend your time in bed the whole week... Luckily you were slowly feeling better and quickly worked out the stuff you missed in the courses. You decided not to write again in the chat and it was funny it became easier to not reply to them either or later because you just forgot.
There was a reason for it because your attention was set on something else or better someone else... He texted you.
First he apologized for not messaging you sooner and today he admit to you that he was a little bit shy and unsure about how to start a conversation with you. Cute...
You texted without a break and you laughed out loud when you asked him for his name and he told you could call anything you like so you decided for ‚charming‘.
You couldn’t come up with anything cooler.
You didn’t tell him about you being ill not wanting to ruin the mood and at the end of the week you asked him if he wanted to hang out.
And you did. It was good and felt at ease with him. He cooked for at his apartment and after that watched a movie together.
„Oh god, who thought it would be a good idea to use such bad synchronisation?“ He laughed out loud and chimed in.
Your head slowly became heavier und you didn’t even recognize that you started to lean on him.
„You have such a nice apartment... I wish I could afford something like this.“
„It’s nothing. I just recently rent it.“ He smiles down on you.
„Wow. What do you even do for a living.“ I doesn’t go unnoticed that he becomes a little bit stiff at your question but you ignore it.
„Let‘s just say I have to do with management.“ You nod at him.
„How old are you?“
„I am 23 years old.“
„Oh, I hope I am done with my education at this age, too.“
„Of course. You’re a smart one, (y/n). I will help you anytime you just have to ask.“ He tilts his head a little bit and places a small kiss on your temple.
You hiss out and shriek back when you wrist starts to burn.
„Woah, is everything alright?“
„Yes, yes...“
His orbs turn a lot darker as he watches the tip of your fingers graze over your wrist. He licks his lips at the sight but immediately arranges himself when you look back at him.
Suddenly your phone rings up and you take it to look who calls you. „Hong Joong?“
„Who’s it?“
„Just a - a friend. Excuse me for a second.“ He nods at you and you go to the kitchen.
„Hello?“
„(y/n)? Where are you?“
„I am out.. Why though?“
„You’re not at your dorm and your roommate wasn’t there, too. I wanted to pick you up for a late movie night...“
„Oh, I am sorry. It’s so late already?“
„Where are you so I can pick you up? We’re missing you, (y/n)... also me and Yeo Sang felt something a few seconds ago.“
„Yeo Sang is back?“
„Yes, but, are you alright? I said we felt something like a sting.“
„Oh, no. Everything’s alright I don’t think I am in for it, tonight. Sorry...“
„Mh, okay. You would tell me when there’s something, right?“
You pause at his question. Lately you weren’t honest at all and now you feel like shit because they suddenly decide to connect you again. You sigh. Right now you’re with the charming boy and it would be rude to just leave.
„Of course I would.“ Lie
„Ok, then take care. I hope I am not annoying you.“
„You’re not! No, you’re not. I am happy you called me...“ You really were.
„Bye, (y/n).“
„Are you ok?“
„Ah, yes. My friend just worried for me.“
„Must be a good friend then.“ He lightly smiled at you and reached out his hand for you to take.
Just like Hong Joong never called you all thoughts to them vanish again when you take his hand and let him guide you back into the living room.
You make yourself comfortable in his embrace and you continue the movie. You are very aware on how his breath tickles the hair on your neck and you feel yourself heat up at the close approximation.
You try to hide your nervousness by ignoring him and playing like you don’t recognize his slow movements with his palm on your thigh.
„(y/n).“
You gulp and feel like your heart stops. His index finger lands under your chin and in the softest way he tilts your head so you’re facing him.
„Can I - I really want to kiss you... but I need your consent...“
You weakly nod at him already too engulfed in the moment. He flashes you a dazzling smile and you could swear you saw something flashing in his dark orbs at your answer.
Before you can think about it anymore his lips are pressed on your own trembling ones in a delicate way. You shudder at how aroused you feel and the sensation his touches leave on your form are overwhelming.
The hold on your thigh becomes tighter and with the other one his fingers start to caress your neck. He uses your moaning to explore your mouth with his tongue and it feels like you entered heaven.
When he starts to kiss down your chin and neck you quite overhear something he mumbles with a breathless voice.
„Mine...“
Too engulfed in the pleasure you’re receiving you don’t notice him taking your wrist carefully and kissing along your arm until he lands on the place where your mark is supposed to be.
You open your eyes when feel a tingling sensation there and suddenly hear voices in your head becoming louder and louder the more he sucks on there.
„What is happening?!“
„We have to find her!“
„Yeo Sang! Shit, help him up!“
„Stop!“
You lean back and he looks at you confused and concerned but it’s quickly replaced with a shy smile.
„What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?“ You frantically look around searching for something you don’t even know. Those voices...
„I - I have to go... I am sorry.“
„I didn’t want to make you uncomfortable but it’s okay, we achieved a lot for today.“
What is he talking about?
Only now you see your display blinking up repeatedly and the missed calls and texts from the demons.
You sense him watching you out of your eyesight and quickly put your cellphone back.
„I will bring you back home.“
You nod when he stands up leaving you clutching at your wrist with a bad feeling.
The car ride is silent and you decide to use his concentration on the road to text into the group chat that you’re heading back to the dorms.
When you open the door all the boys are already scattered around leaving your roommate sitting uncomfortable on her bed and a sign of relief crosses her features when you enter the room.
Immediately Min Gi grabs your hand and drags you out again followed by the others.
„What are you - ?!“
Min Gi puts you with him in the back seat petting you everywhere and kissing your hair with a frown on his face. Jong Ho starts the engine and drives home so fast you don’t even want to know the limit you’re reaching.
„(y/n)...“ He whimpers out and you turn your head to see his face that is illuminated by the lamps of the road.
A tear is rolling down his features and you swear you’ve never seen Min Gi crying before and he also didn’t touch you like this ever.
He hides his face in your neck and starts to cry. „Please don’t leave us...“
You felt awful. Never ever have you felt so ashamed and disgusted by yourself. You let another man touch you and especially the holy place of your mark and now you would have to face the consequences.
Your heart hurt at the sight of him clutching at you like his life depended on it. He held you in his big embrace like you would vanish any second.
„I would never leave you.“ Now a single tear also rolled down your cheek.
All of you sat silently. Until Yun Ho decided to speak up...
„What did you to with Joo Hyuk?“
Everyone tensed up at his name but you only frowned at his question.
„What do you mean?“
„You know what I mean. If you wouldn’t be my bestfriend I would consider thinking of you as a bitch, (y/l/n) (y/n)!“
Totally confused you stood up and let out your anger by landing a full smack on his cheek.
„I am not a bitch, Jeong Yun Ho! I won’t lie that I didn’t do anything but at least I am not fucking around every weekend like you guys!“
Now it was your time to let out everything that boiled up in you.
„You’re not giving me attention! You’re not answering my texts! You don’t care at all! You’re saying you have feelings for me but you’re not!“
„Don’t say this, dear - “ Jong Ho eyes you with a soft look and tries to reach out for you but you hold your hand up to stop him.
„No! You’ve been hurting me and guess what? I can play the game, too!“
Behind you Woo Young and San tense up.
„You know they mean nothing for us...“
„It doesn’t matter, Jung Woo Young. It hurts me so much... How can I ever trust you when all you do is - do is - nothing?“
Again everyone remains silent and also Yun Ho takes a step back to sit down next to Seong Hwa who rubs his eyes tiredly.
„We can get through this. I know we can... I feel like those are all misunderstandings...“
Yeo Sang always was a person that liked the harmony and it showed again.
You weren’t so sure of his words and bit your lips so harshly that you draw blood letting the tears out again.
„Please, (y/n), we love you. We love you so much. Please don’t give up on us...“
„San is right... we all have to better ourselves. We have to talk and be honest with eachother. Respect us more. Love isn’t easy but I can proudly say that I would do anything for you and us to work.“
You look into Seong Hwa‘s eyes and feel your bond coming to life at his words.
„Like we already said... a demon love is so rare and beautiful like you are (y/n); but - we would never force you to something you don’t want. We will always love you and we want you to be happy... even if it’s without us.“ Hong Joong says eyeing all his brothers who flinch at his words but not say something against it either.
„Angel, I beg you, please... don’t be afraid to show your feelings.“ Yeo Sang seems like to stare into your soul and you know that he knows what you want to do right now.
So you do it. You fall into his arms and sob into his chest. You let it all out and you can fell someone embracing your from behind, too.
You heart feels at ease and you couldn’t say that for a long time. Especially at Yeo Sang‘s and Hong Joong‘s touches you feel the bond coming to life igniting a wonderful sensation inside your systems.
This night you decide to sleep at theirs but of course not without all of you making a sleepover in one room. Fortunately you are the girl and were able to sleep on Yeo Sang‘s bed between him and the leader.
Totally forgetting about Charming and the events of the previous night.
Well, all of you were to exhausted to talk this out so it had to be done in the morning.
Oh, and the questioning turned out more interesting than everyone would’ve thought.
You decide to text him. It was a shitty move especially after last night but it had to be done. Much to your disbelief he only sent you back a smiley leaving you utterly confused.
After the breakfast you gathered around in the garden to finally tell you the truth and discuss on how to deal with Joo Hyuk.
San and Woo Young have been especially clingy to you also feeling very bad about having you hurt so much. Honestly, San craved a lot of your attention and body but he didn’t want to scare you so he decided to distract himself. He really didn’t know it would bother you so much and now he was devastated realizing the shit he done...
„I cannot breath, Woo Young...“
„Oh sorry.“ He smirks at your playfully and you peck him on his lips catching him off guard.
They were all so beautiful but not only in features but character, too... Why did you only realize it now?
Yeah, dumb bitch.
After telling you everything about Joo Hyuk that he wants to claim you and that being the reason for the pain at your mark and also you sickness you gulped.
„Now we have to find a way to deliver the message that he should leave you alone.“
„Or we just kill him.“
You sink further into San‘s side and he gives Jong Ho a silent glare knowing exactly how you would react to something like that.
„Guys, ehm, yesterday...“
Oh, it’s really time you’re telling them about it.
„Yesterday I wasn’t with Joo Hyuk. To be honest, I didn’t see him since a week or more...“
„What? (y/n), you had a scent on yourself from a demon yesterday. Whoever you spent time with was a demon!“
Panick takes its place over everyone’s features at your words and Hong Joong‘s eyes turn into an angry red color.
„I knew she smelled different! Now I know what that smell is...“
„Who is it? Hyung? (y/n)?“
„I - I don’t know his name...“
„You went home with a stranger, made out and don’t even know his name?!“ Seong Hwa‘s definitely in his mother role right now and you look to the ground ashamed.
„I don’t know... He felt so safe and my mind told me not to question it - “
„Typical for a demon like him. He manipulated you quite well.“ Hong Joong spits out with fire and starts to walk in circles.
„I guess you have his number?“
You nod at Yeo Sang.
„Text him to meet at the sightseeing platform at the mountain in the west.“
„What are you planning?“
„Seems like he was able to ignite a strong spark in her but not when she’s with us.“
„What are you talking about?“
Woo Young smiles in mischief at his brothers while petting your head. „Eight mates are stronger than one.“
„Don’t worry, cupcake. You will understand soon.“
You waited for Charming at the point and couldn’t believe yourself when you stupidly smiled at him. From the distance he already waved at you and if it wasn’t for the demons behind the trees you feel like you would’ve fall for him easily again.
„You look cute today. I am happy you texted me so quickly... to be honest I was a little bit afraid after yesterday that it was too early for you.“
You wonder how someone can lie so effortlessly and shudder when he wraps his fingers around your wrist where your mark is located.
He leans down when you’re not answering and gulp nervously when he tries to kiss you...
„The nerve...“
San comes out next to you joined by the others and you can see Charming starting to smile with his crescent eyes.
„I shouldn’t have let you go yesterday, little bird.“ He nearly whispered it out and you tremble when he places a soft skin on our forehead.
„Touch her again and we will kill you, Cha.“
He turns around and San and Woo Young are quick to take you into their arms and lead you further away from the scene. The demon follows your form and you are suddenly scared by his intimidating eyes.
„Ah, Hong Joong... I feel like I’ve lost myself in the whole thing a little bit too much.“
„You just didn’t succeed, Eun Woo.“
„Yes, this time you won. Your little human is not as dumb as I thought.“
Ouch that hurt although you just figured out what an ass he is. Woo Young‘s arms tighten around your form and the others tense up. Jong Ho cracks his knuckles to warn the demon to insult you any more.
„Why did you do that?“
„Clearly not for claiming her. I wanted to take the one love like you did with me...“
„Mi Na murdered humans and it was our task to bring her down. We would’ve not killed her if there would’ve been another way.“ Seong Hwa speaks up.
„She had problems! Okay?! You didn’t understand her! No one did!“
Tears are floating down when reality crushes in... Eun Woo wanted to kill you... and if it wasn’t for the boys you would not be alive right now. Joo Hyuk only was a marionette in this game and you only realized it now...
„We don’t want to hurt you, Eun Woo... Take your claim off her and leave us alone.“
„I said we don’t want to hurt you but we will.“
You sensed the distress of your mates and watched how everyone got into a fighting position leaving Woo Young and San next to you ready to get out of the scene if needed.
Eun Woo looks around him and starts to understand that he’s overpowered. He lets out a disgusting cry full of pain and anger.
„I will take it back...“
Hong Joong gives the demons next to you a sign and they near the other demon with slowl steps. He reaches out his hand and San takes your wrist carefully and guides it into his direction.
Eun Woo looks at you with tears in his eyes and sadly although you hate him right now you can feel his pain. He positions his lips over your wrist and breathes in leaving you lightheaded and suddenly blacking out... you feel free and suddenly the clouds in your mind and the headache you didn’t even noticed anymore are gone.
You open your eyes rubbing them with your palms feeling like you just awakened from a deep slumber.
„Good morning, sunshine.“
„Yun Ho...“
„Yes, the one and only.“ He shoots you a radiant smile and suddenly the door bursts open the other demons literally running inside.
„Cupcake! You’re awake!“
„How long did I sleep?“
„29 hours.“
„What happened?“
„Everyhing is okay right now. He’s gone... back to the demon world to be exact and he took his minions with him.“ Yun Ho tells you while caressing your hand.
You sit up and look into your lap. „Thank you, for everything and I am very sorry.“
„Stop, (y/n). We’re together now and you’re safe. That’s all what matters.“
You smile at them tears of joy running down your cheeks.
„Are you ok to go downstairs and eat something? Woo Young tried to cook - “
Said boy rolls with his eyes. „I didn’t try! I trained a lot!“ You giggle at his words and Yun Ho motions for you to sit up and take his hand so he can help you.
Halfway out of the room you stop...
„Guys...“ Everyone turns around watching you with curiosity.
„I think I might start falling in love with you.“ You quickly close your eyes out of embarrassment and San comes to take your palms that shield your face away with his own hands.
„It isn’t that hard, right?“
You become red like a potato and stomp with your food. „But it is!“ Everyone laughs at your cuteness but it would definitely be a hard way to express your feeling like this more...
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10 Years of One Direction
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written and uploaded: July 23, 2020
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Please like and reblog! Also please don’t post my writings anywhere!
I wasn’t really planning on uploading this Thursday and this isn’t what I was supposed to write lmao, my mind is all over the place for the past few days due to 1D’s 10 year anniversary but oh well, here I am, waiting for Zayn to say something... anyway HAPPY 10 YEARS guys! More power to our family! Gosh I feel so old!
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"I'm almost done with the frosting babe!", you yelled from the kitchen hoping your boyfriend can hear you from his room upstairs. Slowly but surely, you wrote the delicate letters on the cake you made just for this occasion, "10 Years of One Direction".
"Come quick!", you heard footsteps descending from the stairs, "I'm done upstairs love, just gotta bring up the drinks.", Harry kissed your cheeks as he brushed passed you and opened the fridge to get some soda.
"Don't forget the wine. Is the laptop set up?", you asked finishing off the lettering with three exclamation marks.
"It's all done Y/N", your boyfriend laughs at you, "you're much more stressed than me! Loosen up lovie", he winked at you and run back upstairs. You just rolled your eyes and smiled.
You carefully placed the cake on the clean counter and cleaned up your mess. 30 minutes before midnight and you're not on your decent clothes yet!
Now, it's not exactly your fault why you're doing the cake this late. Your boyfriend thought that you made 2 cakes as that's what you both talked about but you decided to just make one and completely forgot to tell him.
You woke up nearing lunch - making a checklist on the things you need to get done for the day as preparation. Quickly eating breakfast (more like brunch) Harry made and started cleaning his room and did his laundry.
You often spend the night at his house so doing the domestic stuff for him is not much of a big deal to you. You basically live here anyway - but today needs extra work.
Around 2 p.m., you started to make the base of the cake as Harry leaves to go to the gym. You finished it, deciding to make the frosting later, and took a nap.
You woke up around 7 p.m., just in time to make dinner. On your way to the kitchen, you can hear H humming, something he does when he's alone. You smiled at the thought, cannot hold back yourself from kissing your boyfriend welcome so you run to where he is - quickly stopping in your track once you see him.
"Hi baby! The cake tastes so good, it'll be phenomenal with your frosting", you saw Harry eating the base of the cake smiling at you. You don't know how to react. Your mind working miles per minute.
"Har- i- babe! I only made one!"
"What do you mean you only made one, lovie?", Harry asked still eating the cake.
"I got tired earlier and just decided to make one...", face-palming yourself for your own carelessness.
"Oh shi- I, we can make another one! I'll make it! I'm so sor-",
"It's alright", you rounded the counter and kissed his messy lips, "I'll make another one, you can finish this one", you smiled reassuringly at him and squeezing his shoulder quick.
"I'll make our dinner, yea?", he offered. You can tell that he feels bad about eating the cake but it's really not a big deal at all. It's food, you're raised to share food and not spoil it. Plus you couldn't really be mad at Harry as he is your boyfriend and it's his special day in a few hours.
"Of course, I'll just start on a new batch.", you kissed Harry once again as you both started working in the kitchen.
Placing the mixture in the oven, the two of you eat the dinner around 8 p.m., Harry made your favorite Alfredo pasta knowing that he's trying to make it up to you.
Both of you being the slowest eater that you are, spent more than an hour eating - always teasing and flirting to each other like it's still the early stages in your relationship.
You told H to get his room ready and that you'll do the dishes instead and a little past 10 p.m., you're only starting on the mixture of the frosting.
Now, finally, you're ready to head upstairs and change into much cleaner clothes. Delicately holding the cake and walking slowly, you finally made it to Harry's room.
It looked like a huge fort, with his bed full of pillows and snacks and his laptop connected to the t.v. with their old music videos playing. You never pictured your boyfriend as the fairy lights type of guy but oh well this night, he is.
His room looks and feels really cozy, he even got balloons on his ceiling and the banner you made a few days ago is hung near his headboard.
You saw your boyfriend fixing the plastic table on the room where more snacks and utensils are placed. As if he can feel your presence, he looked back to the door where you are standing and quickly getting the cake off your hands to place on the table.
"Go get changed love, might as well binge on our old videos while waiting for them.", you only noticed that your boyfriend is already dressed for the occasion.
You forced him to wear their 1D merch with you. He is currently sporting a 1D pajama set, a Liam socks, and a Zayn beanie.
"You look cute babes!", you teased him and run to the bathroom to take a quick shower. You can hear him laughing at you and saying something sounding like "love her to death".
You changed to your own 1D pajama set matching with H and putting on a Narry socks and a Louis beanie and exiting his bathroom.
Harry is singing along to Perfect when you entered his room. You plopped into his bed and cuddled him.
"Ready?", you asked him giddily as you went to his laptop to open the zoom app.
"One kiss and I'm ready.", he winked at you and hugged you from behind. You shrugged him as a joke and pecked his nose. 
After connecting his laptop on zoom, you both went back to bed and wait for the others. One by one, the other guys started joining the meeting.
"Harry! Y/N! Man, how's everything?", Liam greeted both of you with Bear on his lap. The three of you are in the middle of your conversation when another user joined in.
"Oi! What's up fuc- oh sh- sorry!", Louis raised his hand as he saw Bear on Liam's screen. El only laughed at her boyfriend and started talking with the rest of you.
Niall joined a bit later speaking without a sound. The rest of you reckoned that he's having a hard time setting up his zoom app until another user joined, and that's when Niall's audio started working.
"Ello lads! And ladies! And baby!", Niall cooed at Bear while Bear only stared at the web came, shyly.
"Sorry guys! Z is still in the bathroom! You know him!", the very pregnant Gigi joined the meeting as the others started talking to each other. You haven't met her in person so you're fangirling over her. Harry squeezed you to his side and laughed at you lightly.
"Hello hello!", at 11:59, Zayn finally appeared on the screen, Louis cheering for his best friend's appearance.
Everyone started talking, Bear being taken away to sleep after a few minutes.
"Was gonna egg your houses, except yours - Harry and Zayn. Liam and Niall, you keep dropping hints fooking hell!", Louis exclaimed while everyone laughed at him.
"I mea-"
"Shut up Liam!", Liam only laughed and put his hands in the air at Lou's antics.
"Harry, Y/N, you two looked like you really planned this!", Gigi complimented you both while you blushed whispering a thank you.
"She forced me to wear this! And look at her socks!", H raised your foot so the others can see it.
"Awe Y/N this is why I love youuu", Niall teased you. You haven't recovered from Gigi, now there's another teasing!
"Leave m’ girl alone! She's fangirling over Gigi!", you nudge Harry's ribs hard, feeling so embarrassed. 
"Oh gosh, that's cute! I wanna meet you in person! I've already met El when we did this photoshoot, right El?", Gigi enthusiastically said as Zayn rubs his girlfriend's belly.
"Yes! We have to hang out! Ni and Li! Make sure your girlfriends join us!", Eleanor looks so happy and it makes you wonder how she does it in the midst of all the hate she receives. You and Harry aren't public yet and it makes you think of what will happen when you do.
"Harry keep it in your pants!", Lou suddenly shouted when he saw your boyfriend staring at you.
"M not doing an-"
"Baby fever man!", Niall laughed at Harry for being so obvious. You're so embarrassed at this point so Harry just flexed his room and the cake you made to remove turn the attention away from the both of you.
"Man, how do you think they'll react to the Infinity video?", Niall asked.
"Gonna be a blast, they don't know that Zayn had a part!", your boyfriend exclaimed beside you while everyone agrees. Within the next few hours, different websites will premier it and everyone can hardly wait.
Everyone stayed up until 5 a.m. catching up and reminiscing until they have to forcefully go to sleep for later. They can't wait to see each other for the interview with BBC where they'll be announcing their plans.
Each said goodbyes with a promise to arrive early to spend more time together before the taping starts at 12 p.m.
You and Harry both went to the bathroom to brush your teeth, Harry staring at you through the mirror as you did so.
"Mhve iwn wifh mo."
You rinsed your mouth with the water and replied, "what? I couldn't exactly understand you baby."
Harry finished rinsing his mouth, "I said move in with me... please."
"I- Harry re you sure? I mea-"
"Yes, I am! You're basically living here anyway! I want to take the next step with you.", he tried to woo you while hugging you in front of the mirror.
You nod and said yes. Turning around to kiss him. 
"I love you", he said. 
"Love you more", you kissed him once more, "Let's head to bed! You gotta be up nice and fresh for later," you tugged his hands towards his room and settled down.
“I always look good babyyy...”, and as much as you wanted to fight your boyfriend, he looks really cuddly now.
“Yes, you do, got a killer genes and all”, you run your hands through his hair smiling softly at him, as you felt your eyes became heavy.
“You do too! Our kids gonna have badass looks!"
“You definitely go a baby fever huh? Let's focus on your interview tomorrow first, yeah?”, you hugged him tight and tickled the back of his neck.
H only laughed, "Definitely got one, wanna be a father to our kids but I also can't wait for our fans to know what we're up to!", Harry placed his head on the crook of your neck.
“Good thing I want you to be the father of my future kids then... and tomorrow, they’re gonna love it! Gonna be thrilled about your announcement! Everyone’s been waiting for it! Happy 10 years again, so proud of you and everyone behind your band's success."
“Thank you lovie", Harry replied as he kissed your neck.
With that, you kissed his forehead goodnight and made sure your alarm is on to start the day.
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he’s back, for his princess ♔ ♕
description: you used to be the prettiest most popular girl back in high school when your boyfriend was around. but since he left for a music career, his enemies have bullied you. they’ve called theirs’ way too many times,,   until your boyfriend comes back-- to claim you his once again.
a/n MY NEW FIC YEEEEEET (this will be short but smut,dom!changbin& fluff filled hehe) also yes the main characters name is my name what about it JSKSKSK
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“on god.. babe.. no one can make me feel like you do” changbin grunted as your body sunk in his member. what was it? like the third time this week that he’s claimed you as his? your fingernails scratched down his back as he moves inside of you, your wetness making it extra comfortable. 
he turns you around, his breath hovering over your chest as he places kisses down it. the moonlight gleamed right onto the both of you, the mood set on nothing but true love in the night.
after kissing almost every visible spot to be seen changbin rested his chin on your shoulder, his cock warming inside you.
“i’m gonna miss you changbin..” you whisper into his ear. 
“i’m gonna miss you too” he says, grabbing onto your waist to pull you closer to him. you knew this was going to be the last of the affection you’d receive from changbin before he went off into his music career, and he wouldn’t be going to college with you.
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this was in the past of course. he left 2 years ago, and last sights of him were from a facetime call...by chan... 11 days ago. now you were in your dorm with your best friend trinity, blasting stray kids music to disturb your shitty neighbors. 
“MEL MEL MEL MELLLLLLLLLLL what should i wear today???” trinity showed you two outfits, one of a cute black hoodie with ripped jeans and the other of a pink plaid skirt and a longsleeve white t-shirt. 
“definitely the plaid skirt, but you’d look gorgeous in anything.. who you tryna impress??” you asked, receiving a slap in the face with a pillow
“no one loser!! now put this on” trinity threw the pink plaid shirt over to you.
“...trinity i can’t you know that”
“come on!! god it’s been like 2 years since you’ve worn something sexy, i swear to god the last time you exposed your legs was when changbin said he was gonna fuc-”
“TRINITY”
“ahh ahh, okay. ill stop” trinity rolled her eyes with a smile, yourself also trying to keep a straight face before taking the skirt
“fine... i’ll wear it. only today though” you pointed as your friend convictedly as if she was the reason you always got into trouble.
“gosh.. did changbin decide what you wore everyday or something? it’s like since he left you just plummeted”
“you don’t have to mention it again” you said, turning around and leaning on her shoulder.
“it’s okay” trinity said, patting your head. “someday your overprotective jackass of a boyfriend will come back,, and maybe minho too” she pouted
you looked at the mirror, pulling the short skirt down so no one could see your big thighs. you weren’t that stereotypical “ugly girl that met rich handsome boyfriend” type of person though, you were more of the “beautiful but never realized it” type of girl. which goes for anyone reading this, seriously. the clock ticked as the sun rose, and birds sang as the campus filled with kids stressing on a monday.
“... mel you can’t just wear something cute without makeup!! try some on!!”
your eyes rose as trinity ran towards you with a mascara brush, “g-get that thing away from me”
“NEVER MUAHAHA” trinity chased you around the entire apartment TWICE before even getting close to you.
and before you know it, she had you all dolled up.. but also late for class.
“fuck!! SHIT OH MY GOD” you grabbed your backpack and rushed out the door, “you better pay me back for this!!” you said to trinity before slamming the door.
classes felt longer than usual because you forgot to eat breakfast. but when lunch finally came, you didn’t hesitate to pack your bags and rush out the door before the others.
the campus was huge, trinity probably on the other side. you ran along the long sidewalks, your hands holding on to your backpack straps as your hair flowed through the wind. you loved the feeling of running like there was no end. it reminded you of changbin actually, when you two would run hand-in-hand on the green grass fields full of sunflowers. he was never a fan for flowers, but the way it made you feel convinced him to soften up and enjoy anything you found joy in.
it was only until a large figure blocked your way, making you brake on your heels and almost fall over.
“well well, isn’t someone looking good for wooyoung” mingi spat out, staring at you from head to toe.
“mmm, fuck she looks gorgeous. like daddy’s little whore, huh?” wooyoung followed, his eyes stepping closer as he grabbed the hem of your skirt.
“should i just rip this off in public?” he whispered in your ear. you took a step back, your lips parting as other people started to notice the scene that was taking place.
“what..? oh shit, sorry. did i take use changbin’s nickname for you?? daddy’s little whore??” wooyoung cooed
“probably so used to being called changbin’s babygirl” mingi teased.
wooyoung took another attempt at tugging your skirt down before you could kick his shin. “FUCK!” he cursed before taking your wrist in his hands and trashing you onto the floor. you feel on your side, an aching pain struck through you before trinity could get a hold of you.
“mel!! oh my god baby im...” trinity turned around to face wooyoung, “well fuck you, you couldn’t act this cocky when changbin and them were here huh?”
“says the girl who’s best friend wears short tight skirts without her boyfriend around, she might as well wear a doggie chain with changbins name on it” mingi spat before they could both disappear.
trinity ran back to you, still on the ground. “mel.. are you okay? god how could you let them treat you like that?!”
“im fine trinity.. seriously”
“fine?! they literally just threw you onto the ground!!”
you felt your chest start to collapsed as your voice started to come out in whimpers. “i-it’s not okay” you cried into the palm of your hands.
“i really miss changbin” you said in the midst of your sobs
trinity held you in her arms, “i know baby.. i promise you he’ll come back”
you quickly jumped out of her lap, staring at her dead in the eye “you can’t tell changbin what just happened okay?!”
“bu-“
“NOPE. under any circumstances. promise me you won’t tell changbin about this”
trinity rolled her eyes, wrapping her pinky around yours. “i pinky promise, now lets go grab some lunch”
trinity helped you up and into the apartment before night could fall, and by 11 pm you’d received a call from changbin.
“hey baby.. what’s up??” you said onto the screen, “babe....” you whispered
“princess” you heard him moan, “i need you... please”. you watched as he leaned his camera down to his throbbing cock, his hands pumping his member as he moaned your pet names on repeat.
“changbin... god you’re so desperate” you giggled as you slipped your pajamas off as quietly as you could under the comforter.
your legs played with each other as you toyed with your clit, watching the camera to see if changbin had a good view of your little game you played by yourself. rule one, was to never finger yourself alone, always have the other person watching.
changbin moaned as your finger slipped past your folds and moved around. “god princess like it’s my own fingers”
your eyes shut in bliss and you started to fuck your fingers at a quick pace, and you felt changbins hands moving faster on his side as well. you slowed down the pace however, and decided to take a break. you grabbed the phone before you saw changbin’s eyes glow.
“love.. is that a bruise on your hip? what happened?!” he asked in a worried tone. you felt your heart pace increase as you remembered what happened. wooyoung and mingi throwing you onto the ground.
“was it something bad?!” changbin asked in a louder tone.
unsure of what to do, you hung up the phone call. you grabbed the comforter to take place of changbins body during aftercare, treating you with all respect and love. but there was also worry. worry that changbin would get down to the bottom of it. worry that he’d do something about it. worry that you’d get more hurt if he tried to get involved
god.. how do i explain to him? you wondered
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Your Friendly Neighbourhood, Wizard. (Alex Russo/Justin Russo Fanfiction)
Prologue
Pairing: Superhero! Alex Russo x Justin Russo, Slowburn.
Genre: Action, Humour,  Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Romance
Warnings: mild/explicit language, Injuries, sisterxbrother.
Set: After Season 4x10 "Wizards Vs. Angels" (Which is somewhat heavily involved in both Alex and Justin’s separate storylines.) + “Back to Max”.
Est. Length: 8 Chapters.
Summary: After defeating the dark angels, Justin continues to teach his delinquent class unconsciously suppressing his guilt over the ramifications of the moral compass. Simultaneously, Alex unconventionally stumbles into a superhero gig. Inept and unprepared, great power and an even greater burden is placed on her shoulders. Bothered by his sisters reoccurring absence, Justin determinedly investigates her distant behaviour. Meanwhile, Alex is forced to face a truth she’d always buried, discovering it unwillingly from a formidable powerful being she will have to defeat.
Disclaimer/Author's Note: I’ve been brainstorming this fic probably since quarantine started. It’s mostly inspired by Spiderman! Into the Spiderverse, Holland! Spiderman and Garfield! Spiderman. As well as the looks and feel of DC Comic’s Raven and Marvel’s Scarlet Witch. Other inspirations include music from Birds of Prey, On My Block, Euphoria. All of which I do not own. In addition, I sadly do not own Wizards of Waverly Place.
However, Alex’s origin story is wholly my own that I personally thought up myself (so let’s hope it’s believable) and if it correlates with any other superhero storyline it’s purely coincidental. The OC’s are also obviously my own creation.
“Do you know why you’re here, Alex Russo?”
“Ummm…” Alex backed up at the man's intense stare. She was pretty sure he was going for intimidation, but it fell short landing right on uncomfortable. “Not really…”
“Well, young lady,” His words were layered thick with haughtiness. Alex had just met the man today and she already knew she disliked him. “It seems you were part of a riot in central park.”
“No…” She narrowed her eyes at him, shook her head, even elongated the word in an attempt to get it through his thick skull. “I was trying to get home.”
She was actually trying to find her wand, but he didn’t need to know that. The wand that Rosie and Gorog decided to fling off the dark realm tower.  The detailed image of it glowing magic in the night sky as it twirled to its doom stayed seared to the front of her mind. She could even hear her own cry for it as everyone watched it go. My wand.
“So what were you doing in Central Park?” Right after returning the moral compass she searched Central Park assuming it had landed there. Key word: assuming. It was hard to calculate where objects falling off towers landed. For her, it was hard to calculate in general.
“A girl can’t go to one of New York City's finest parks just for the fuc- fun of it.” She replied with a smile, catching herself before she swore. It was just her luck to get the arrogant, novice, goody-two-shoes, by-the-book cop. They didn’t enjoy it when she did that.
“And you just happened to be hanging out with an enraged mob?” He asked mockingly. Okay so...she did get mixed up in a riot. Which wasn’t her fault. She was too focused at the task at hand to pay any attention to the crowd of screaming people she had walked through. What was more concerning was that one of those fuckers was stepping all over her wand, or worse one of them had already snapped its cherry redness in two.
“I wasn’t hanging out with them-”
“Yeah, instead you were disturbing the peace and provoking assaults.” Alex had to stay low to the ground for any sign of her wand which perhaps caused a few people to accidentally trip over her. There was also a minor possibility that her assertive bumping into others unintentionally started some fights. This all lead to Richard here (according to his desk tag), cuffing her and bringing her to the NYPD Central Park precinct. Meaning her wand had been left behind, defenceless against the grimy boots of crabby New Yorkers...if it was even there to begin with.
“How do you disturb the peace in a riot?” Alex fired back.
“Ms. Russo, you’ve had a record since you were twelve.” He said, abruptly switching topics and ignoring her. Rude much. To prove his point he made a show of flailing her folder around. It was a decent size for her age, Alex inwardly complimented herself. The first crime listed there was in summer 2004, when she sold those fake broadway tickets to unsuspecting tourists. That summer was a blast: hundreds of ice cream sandwiches and magazines.
“This behaviour is to be expected.” He finished. Alex suppressed an eye roll, this dude was getting on her nerves. Yes, she had a few run ins with the cops, but that didn’t mean she was always guilty of doing something vaguely illegal. Ever since she became a wizard, she'd barely caused any trouble with the mortals, Alex commended herself. Her last record was a good year ago, with a little vandalism and conning going under the radar but that was it. In their eyes, she could have set herself straight since then. Which she did.
What happened to the benefit of the doubt, what happened to believing people could change. Screw him and his patterns. And screw her wand for not being in Central Park. Now she’d have to buy a new one she sulked, slouching lower in the hard chair.
“I don’t like your attitude, Missy.” He said, noting her behaviour. ”Kids these days, not respecting the police.”
Oh my gosh, I just wanna go home. Richard Owens (what a lame name) continued typing at his computer, probably adding ‘riot starter’ to her record. He’d been holding her here for an hour now, still trying to gather evidence and witness accounts to file in her record. So far he had zero, zip, nada, not a single thing. Since everyone's memory seemed to be fuzzy, which she guessed was due to the moral compass.
Alex was annoyed at him and his cockiness. Annoyed at this hard chair that was making her butt fall asleep. Annoyed at the amount of people in this room, and how overly hot it. Would it kill them to crack open a window or turn up the air conditioning.
“Is that you, Alex Russo?” A woman said, approaching the desk. Oh finally her saviour.
“Wassup, June!” Alex grinned up at Song Namjoo, or June, as Alex called her. Much to Namjoo's displeasure. Not so much the name as it was Alex being an annoying little shit.
“What’d you do now?” She asked, placing a hand behind Alex’s chair, leaning forward to scan over the computer. The woman had her hair pulled down into its signature low bun, not a hair out of place. Her pristine police sergeant uniform was pressed to perfection with not a single crease, something Justin would greatly admire.
“No way, June you passed your Police Sergeant Exam!” Alex exclaimed. “You look dope.” She nodded in approval.
“Yeah.” June modeled for a second, before straightening her posture. “Passed about six months ago.”
“Well congratulations.” Alex smiled, genuinely proud. June was her life saver, and lowkey pain in her ass. Wherever she caused a ruckus (exclusively non magical) June would shortly be there. June had stopped a lot of unwanted things from going on her record, and also had a way of calming down Jerry and Theresa when they threatened to send her to the military. On the other hand, it's like she had some sort of Alex specific third eyes always managing to catch her in the act. Plus, her lectures were lengthy and boring and she didn't even allow Alex the option to sleep through them. In a way, she was Justin, if he were in the police force and was, you know, a Korean woman.
She shivered at the thought. Sure, Justin saved her a few too many times but that was because he was her brother. June was altruistic, she held herself with poise and grace. Like a cool aunt who'd let you off the hook halfway then let you decide for yourself the rest of the way. Besides, June was high-key a badass and Justin still cried over 'Mantooth'.
She felt a light pinch on her arm, automatically ready to shout 'POLICE BRUTALITY!' catching herself as she connected eyes with June.
June subtly raised an eyebrow in question towards Alex as if to say ‘What did you do now?’ Alex shrugged in response, her face saying ‘I’m innocent I swear’. June in turn gave her a half believing/ half disbelieving expression, before rolling her eyes. Which was always code for ‘Fine, I believe you’. After knowing June for a good 5 years they'd learned to read each others facial expressions pretty well. It helped with her record, it definitely helped with the parents.
“Okay really Richard a riot starter.” June stared at the man with clear judgement on her face. “Leave the girl alone. We have bigger things to worry about then a riot starter.”
“Oh, like what, June?” Richard goaded. First he disrespects Alex, and now June. Alex doesn’t know a lot of things she will admit, but she picked up on workplace professionalism. To begin with June was a higher ranking officer meaning she was above him. And Richard said her name without its formal title, displaying a lack of respect. Alex watched as June’s expression turned perplexed, or more accurately her ‘bitch, what did you just say?’ look. Alex wished she had popcorn now and a comfy chair.
“First of all, that is Sergeant Song to you Richard. Secondly, maybe you’ve been on desk duty for too long but we’re dealing with a lot more than riots.” June started. This was gonna be good. “There have been innumerable cases of aggravated assaults, burglaries, thefts, property crimes, arsons, and attempted murders. The crime rate has exponentially increased on this day alone. It’s worst than the 80s, Richard.” As the venom dripped from June’s mouth, Alex was quickly realizing what truly happened this night. “Every precinct in New York is packed to the brim and every hospital too. There are more citizens than staff members. And to top it off, a lot of these people had no previous record before this night. No explanation why they would do this and barely any remembrance of what they did. Not even a full moon could explain this utter fuckery!” She exclaimed, motioning around the precinct.
Alex cringed, knowing exactly what had caused this, or more accurately who. She didn’t realize how serious turning that moral compass was. It had only felt like a game of tug a war with her brother like what they did as kids. She even played around with him, tricking him into thinking he had broken the thing so she’d gain the upper hand. When they were flying above the dark realm tower, pulling and pushing they felt so far removed from the world. It was literal child’s play, no throwing punches, no broken bones just like a high school grip test.
But, she could see the damage they caused now. The place was overfilled with people. At each desk, in the cells, standing around. Some bleeding out, others with lost expressions on their faces, the ones she couldn’t even look at were the people crying. All these people had done something bad or suffered because of it. All because that moral compass pointed in the wrong direction a little too long.
“And out of everyone in that riot you chose the person farthest from the action, a clear bystander.” Alex wanted to laugh bitterly at that, if only these people knew just how involved she really was in this. If only they knew their desire to do good relied on a floppy arrow on a disk. But, she’d never tell them this, she’d let people continue to believe they had a bigger choice in their lives. That’s what she had to do as a wizard. As long as it saved her ass. As long as it didn’t affect her.
“So yes Richard there are bigger things than a 17 year old girl.”  June finished. The room was completely silent, all eyes staring at Richard. It was so quiet Alex could hear the sound of Richard’s ego deflating like a balloon, saw his face turning as red as a tomato until he resembled a sheepish boy who had just been scolded by his mom in front of all his friends. She couldn’t even take pleasure in his pain, now faced with her own mistakes.
Ha, take that dick. She tried to lighten her spirits. Cause like dick is the nickname for Richard. It didn’t work that well.
And…
Richard let her go, with no new record of ‘inciting a riot’, all thanks to June and how she completely dragged him through the mud.
June walked her to the front door of the precinct, stopping at the door.
“Okay bye Alex. I wish I didn’t have to say this…” June said, taking a deep breathe and closing her eyes to ground herself. “See you soon.” She gave a fake smile.
“You know me so well June. I’ll be sure to bring my best stuff next time, though.” Alex replied back keeping her humour up. She was still a little unsettled at the amount of people she saw on her way out.
“Aha.” June laughed drily, clearly not amused. “Stay in school, kid." And then she was pushed out of the building.
Just as Alex took her first steps away from the precinct, "Hey! The streets are worse tonight, stay safe Alex.” June shouted before shutting the door.
Alex looked back, a sigh heavy on her lips. She composed herself, her mood quickly lightening at the prospect of going home. Which meant her bed, which meant lying down, which meant sleep.
She wouldn’t walk of course. Use magic, definitely. If someone thought she was gonna walk home, they were sadly mistaken.
Looking around to see if anyone was watching she backed into the nearest alley.
“Woah, watch out kid!-”
She was pushed with brute force into the alley wall. Are you kidding me? She smacked right into the bricks, her elbows preventing her face from getting smashed. Hadn’t she been jostled enough today. She stiffened as she felt a bolt of magic graze past her, causing the hairs on her arms to stand up.
Wait a minute… Magic? There was a wizard.
She turned around to see a woman in a Kevlar black suit push a man further into the alleyway. The woman threw a punch to the man’s face, a crackle of blue magic extended through her fist causing the man to crash into the wall.
“What the fuck.” Alex whispered. She must have actually hit her head because this couldn’t be real.
The woman turned to Alex, her dark blue boxer braids swinging with the movement. A mask covered half her face, but all Alex could see were her eyes glowing blue in the dark, as if rimmed with the magic. “Leave, now-“
“Watch out!” Alex screamed back, seeing the man getting up already. A bright pulse of white magic extended through his fingertips towards the masked woman, who quickly ducked dodging it, giving a swift kick to the man's stomach.
He was thrown off balance, long enough for the woman to turn to Alex shooting a burst of blue magic into her direction.
Alex brought her hand in front of her as if to stop it. Was this woman trying to kill her? She closed her eyes, ready for impact.
Then opened them to silence and a vast space of whiteness. She was in the wizard portal. The masked lady had teleported her here.
So, the blue magic lady was a wizard and a superhero…and people were still being bad even after the moral compass was returned.
Alex thought about it for a moment. Then with a shrug of her shoulders she brushed it off, beginning to walk to the lair.
Frankly, Alex was exhausted: her back hurt from flapping those wings, her knees were sore from all of the heavy landings she endured with the wings, her arms ached from that tug-a-war contest she had with Justin, her butt was sore from that hard chair, her feet ached from all the walking she did and she nearly got zapped in the face with magic. On top of all of that, she still didn’t know where her wand went.
Alex sighed in relief when she finally got to the lair. All that walking was making her even more tired. She pushed the door open, determined to get to bed and collapse. But her steps faltered when she was greeted by the sight of her brother looking down at a white feather.
It didn’t take a genius to realize the feather was Rosie’s. Alex was worried at the sight of him, grasping a feather from another lost love wasn’t a good sign. And more than that he hadn’t been himself for the past week. She’d barely talked to him for the past week, so she was nervous to see how he was after everything.
“Justin…” She began, confusion laced in her tone. He turned at her voice.“What are you doing still up? It’s late.” And also past his appointed bedtime.
“I stayed up because I owe you something.” He began. Her cherry red wand in his hand. Her glorious cherry red wand she’d been looking everywhere for. Finally, reunited with what had been plaguing her mind all night her eyes immediately brightened at the sight of it. She grasped at it with both hand, smiling down at her wand.
“I found it in Washington Square Park.” Oh, Washington Square Park. Damn she really did suck at calculating. Nevermind, the fact that it was in the complete opposite direction. “A two-headed dog had it. Pretty sure he didn’t start out that way.”
So her wand was chilling in lower Manhattan with a two headed dog as she searched the grounds of upper Manhattan, tripping people over and starting fights, and getting caught by the police. She giggled at that, amused with what her night turned into.
“Thank you.” She genuinely meant it. “What about your wand?”
“I, uh…” He held his wand up, inspecting it for a moment just to show her the sad state it was in; snapped in half with duct tape barely holding it together. She laughed at her brother’s antics. Secretly, relieved to have her brother back. Him and even his humour. Yup, he was still Justin. “I’ll find a spell to fix it.”
He set his wand down and turned to face her, an earnest expression on his face. Alex was taken aback by the swift change in atmosphere, the room suddenly feeling more serious. “And I owe you something else.”
He came forward. Her eyes flickering at his movement. Oh, And we’re hugging.
His arms wrapped around her, bending down to rest his chin on her shoulder. He quietly uttered, “Thank you for saving me.” while comfortingly rubbing her back as he always did. Ever since they were children, it was a soothing motion he always did when he hugged her. A distinct movement they could focus on together to calm down. She nodded slightly, silently appreciating the moment.
“It’s for all the times that you saved me when I wasn’t so good.”
Countless images were brought to mind, most prominent of all: a campfire in the rainforest. She began to feel nostalgic and a bit anxious. Not fond of the emotions, she quickly lightened the atmosphere. “And for a couple more times in the future, so we’re even.” She finished with a smile, satisfied with her little joke.
“No, we’re not.” Justin replied, coming to sit down on the desk beside her. “You saved the world today.”
She studied him for a moment, silently disagreeing with his words. She was only trying to get him back, everything else, saving the world was secondary to that.
She’d never admit how anxious she felt seeing Justin so unlike himself: stealing flowers, using magic in public, and stomping on people's groceries. Overall being a jerk. The worst of it was when she revealed Rosie's true nature, he still chose her, a girl he’d known for less than a month than his own sister. A dark angel, whose values would never align with his own. And when she tried one last desperate time to get him back he still chose darkness. Only turning good because of that girl. It hurt more than she thought it would.
But Alex had to remind herself of something very important: that Justin was the one influenced by dark angels. That he wasn’t himself at the time and that scarily some powers are greater than her connection to her brother. So she’d keep it to herself, shove it in the back of her mind like she usually did with all of her emotions, and ignore it, until she’d be forced to confront it.
Instead, she focused on the reassurance she’d gotten when Justin finally came back. How happy she was when he immediately told her to put the moral compass back, in that commanding voice he used when he would clean her messes. The ease she felt now that he was once again right beside her. Like a puzzle piece clicking back into place (and screw him for making her think of boring puzzles). This is where he was meant to be.
She would never say that out loud so she said, “You gave up a girl to protect it” instead.
She watched a faraway expression take on his face, familiar to the one he wore in Transylvania when he lost Juliet. He’d lost Rosie now, and a few weeks ago she'd learned she wasn't meant to be with Mason. It’s like they were both cursed to never have a happy ending. Only ending up with the comfort of each other.
She didn’t think about how established this felt. Or the strange notion that perhaps this was how her happy ending was supposed to be.
In an attempt to stop herself from wandering too far back in her mind, she asked him. “Why do we have to keep dealing with stuff like this?” He was Justin and he always had the answer. She could always count on him.
“We’re wizards.” And it was like that was the be all, end all. “I don’t think we have a choice.” The plain and simple answer.
It was horrible how that answer alone made complete sense to her. How she’d just thought about it in that overpacked precinct. All of her mistakes and losses were always tied into being a wizard.
So, maybe she was past the point of caring, past sadness and moving into delirium with a little sprinkle dead tiredness because she smiled instead. She smiled up at him and he caught her before she turned away. He bumped her with his shoulder, bouncing her away and back to him.
They were settling back into their pattern. Just the two of them: Justin and Alex. She sighed contentedly and a little tiredly resting her head on her big brother's shoulder, feeling his head rest on hers.
For all her mistakes and all her losses at least she always had her Justin.
And she hoped he knew for all his mistakes and all his losses he’d always have his Alex.
She closed her eyes, fully ready to sleep.
“We’ll be okay, right?” Justin quietly asked.
Alex yawned, furrowing her brows slightly at the unexpected question. Maybe they should have been more aware in this moment, appreciated it more. Maybe she could have helped him better if she’d paid more attention. Maybe, he could have protected her better from darker things than angels.
“Yeah, we’ll be fine.”
For Alex would soon face a burden so great it would compromise her relationship with those around her. After all, with great power comes great responsibility.
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namj00m · 6 years
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Chapter 7: Sore
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Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x Lee Yoo Mi ( You )
Genre: Smut, Fluff, Angst
Word Count: 1.8k
A/N: I’m somewhat back with this terrible filler chapter lol. I promise I’ll the next chapter will be better! Also, gif belongs to jungkookied
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After a very exhausting night with Jungkook, I woke up bright and early for today's adventures for the music video. After finishing round one, we, and by we I mean he, wanted to go a few more rounds of relentless sex and sweet lovemaking. Though it sounds like I'm complaining, I'm more than grateful for the pure bliss I feel when Jungkook and I have sex.
I was trying to wake up Jungkook from his sleep but was proving to be a difficult task. Trying my best I started to shake his naked form from the covers. " I'm going to take a shower. When I'm done, you can take one. " I whispered to him. He let out a grumble and shifted under the blanket.
I laughed at his tired state and made my way to the bathroom. Glancing at myself in the mirror, I looked like a deranged woman. My hair was sticking in all directions, the bags under my eyes visible from lack of sleep, and with the small purple marks left all over my neck from him. I mentally cursed Jungkook for leaving marks on me and turned the shower on. Giving the hot water a chance to come, I stood by the shower staring off at the water while my fingers ran over the marks. How could I possibly keep this "relationship" a secret if Jungkook was going to keep doing this to me? I was so deep in thought I didn't hear Jungkook slip in. His large hands wrapped themselves around my waist and pulled me closer to his naked body.
" Good morning, Yoo Mi. " He kissed my cheek and snuggled his head into the crook of my neck.
" Morning," I said twisting my body so I could face him, "Did you sleep alright? "
He nodded his head, " Hmm, it would've been better if you stayed in bed with me a little longer though. "
I let out a chuckle and placed a small peck on his lips, " I'm sorry but I have to get ready a little earlier than I would've liked because of you. " I said pointing out the hickeys on my neck.
He looked down my neck, a smirk appearing on his lips. " I think they look just fine. " He lowered his lips down to my neck and placed a few kisses on a few of the marks.
" Jungkook " I groaned out. " Go sleep some more, I'm going to take a shower and once I'm finished you can take one. "
Pushing myself out of his grip, I made my way to the shower putting a hand under the water to check the temperature. Stepping in I realized Jungkook was still standing in the bathroom.
" Go sleep. " I told him closing the shower curtain.
I heard him scoff and close the bathroom door. Placing my head under the water and basking in the feel of the warmth it was giving me I was suddenly shocked when the shower curtain flew open. My eyes shot up to Jungkook, who casually stepped in the shower, moving me aside to get under the water.
" Are you crazy or something? " I asked him, a chill moving down my body from the lack of warmth. He moved his hair out of his face and smiled. "Yeah, crazy for you. "
Laughing at his stupid remark, I hit his chest. "Didn't I tell you to go back to sleep? You don't listen I swear. You can take a shower when I'm done, now get out."
He wrapped his hands around my shoulders, "But the bed is cold without you and plus I'm saving you water by taking a shower with you. "Rolling my eyes, I moved his hands away from my body and reached behind to grab my body wash. " If you're going to take a shower with me, wash my back then. "
" I will gladly do that. " Taking the bottle from my hand, he squirted a small amount of the product onto his hand and began rubbing my back. His hands felt rough but were so gentle and the way his fingers rubbed my sore back was instant gratification, I couldn't help but let out a small moan.
" Does that feel good Noona?" He whispered in my ear, nibbling on the sensitive skin. I could only nod my head, his hands giving me pure and utter bliss. His fingers dug deeper and began to lowering themselves into the curve of my back and suddenly his fingers were gone from my back and were reaching down to my core. His fingers expertly parted my folds and rubbed small circles on my clit.
"Jungkook" I moaned out, "stop, we have to leave soon."
His fingers didn't stop and his mouth was now by my ear again. " Noona, we still have time. Let me just take care of you and then we can get out." His fingers pulled my lower body closer to his, as soon as our bodies made contact, I could feel his already harden member on my lower back.
" Do you see what you do to me? " He asked with a slight groan as he moved my hips up and down to gain more friction. "Let's just go one round really quick Noona. If we don't do this now, I'll be tempted about bending you over somewhere and fucking you relentlessly so everyone can hear you scream my name."
His teeth found my ear again and sucked on the lobe, his fingers were still dancing on my bundle of nerves and all I could do was nod my head embarrassingly fast wanting nothing more than to get off. He placed a hand on my back pushing me forward, my face pressed against the cold wall, my body bent so my ass was perfectly on display for him. His fingers traced the curve of my back, down my ass, and slid between my folds teasing my entrance. " What do you want me to do Noona? Do you want my fingers? My mouth? My cock? It's your pick." His fingers were still rubbing lackadaisical circles on my clit.
" Anything Jungkook. I just want you, please. " My voice barely above a whisper.
He leaned over my bent body peppering my shoulder with kisses. " I like when you beg noona. How about I give you my cock since you look so beautiful bent over like this. " He removed his body from mine and slowly stroked his hard-on, preparing himself for me. The head of his cock slid in between my folds and teased my entrance. He was only inserting the head and pulling out before I could lower myself further onto him. " Jungkook" I whined, " please stop teasing we have to leave soon. Just fuc-" and before I could finish, he was slamming himself into me hard and quick, not even giving me a chance to adjust.
" I wish I c-could take my time.. r-right now noona, but like you said we have to leave soon. " His words we were broken and he was losing his breath each thrust.  His hands kneaded my ass and occasionally left a few hard slaps. Jungkook's thrust were harsh and needy like he hasn't had sex with me in over a year. Before I knew it, he found my sweet spot and my very audible moan let him know he had found it and he didn't let up.   " Jungkook please d-don't s-stop. " I moaned.
My broken cries for more, the few moans and groans that left Jungkook's mouth, the sound of skin slapping against skin, and the shower running were the only sounds that could probably be heard for miles, or at least to my neighbors.  His hips snapped harder against my ass as his orgasm approached. My hands held onto the wall and railing in the shower trying my best not to fall on the slippery surface. His hands snaked their way to the front of my body, one rubbing harshly on my clit while the other engrossed itself around my neck.
" Cum for me baby, let me feel your pretty cunt cum all over my cock. " His words were dirty and only turned me on more. My voice was small and my moans were inaudible from the lack of air. I could feel everything getting dizzy as my orgasm approached was too quickly. His thrust were becoming even sloppier and my knees were becoming weak from his never-ending assault.  " God Yoo Mi, your pussy is so fucking addictive. Cum all over my cock Noona. " And that was all it took for me to become undone. My vision was blurred and my knees gave out slightly as my orgasm washed over me. The warmth that washed over me and into Jungkook's cock inside me was enough to let his climax take over him. He shot his white hot load inside of me and rode out his high, as well as mine.
Slipping himself out of me, he helped keep me steady by wrapping a hand around my body, moving me so I was faced him, and pinned me against the wall and his body. He connected our foreheads, his hot breath fanning over my face. His lips hovering over mine for a second before he finally connected them. The kiss was slow and passionate and felt just as perfect as the first time we shared a kiss. Pulling away, I ran my hands over his chest, " You really have to stop doing this Jungkook. "  I breathlessly let out. His eyes were painted with a confused look, " what do you mean? Don't you like when we-" I cut him off, " Of course I love when we do this," my hands moved in small frantic like circle to our surroundings, " I just wished you would stop making me fall for you. It's really making me go crazy. " He let out the breath both him and you didn't know he was holding in. He placed your foreheads together again, " I'm sorry noona but it's so hard when you look so beautiful all the time. " I let out a small giggle and tried to release myself from his grasp. As soon as I did, my legs gave out and I almost fell but Jungkook was quick to grab me and embrace my body back to his. " Oh gosh, I'm sorry noona, I didn't mean to be so rough with you. " I shook my head and placed a hand on his face, " it's not your fault you were graced with such strength, especially in the bedroom," I laughed," I'm definitely going to be sore all day today. "  He let out a beautiful laugh and placed a small kiss on my temple, " I promise I'll make it up to you noona. "
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love-lalin · 7 years
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roadtrip – kim taehyung au (m)
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a/n: first time publishing a fic here on tumblr, advanced apologies if it doesn’t satisfy you. + the photo above is my edit. ☺︎
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genre: fluff + smut (dom! taehyung) — 90’s au
word count: 2.4k
taehyung was adventurous. he always wanted to bring you to places he knew you’d find amusing. he introduced you to art. he taught you art wasn’t just paintings or songs or poems—it was in any form possible; you.
first destination: museum
could be any; as long as she smiles.
he writes it down the back of the map, following with a huge circle indicating a museum at the front. “as long as i smile?” i ask.
“yeah,” he smiles, “your smile is the reason for mine.” i squinch at him.
“what?” he asks, giving off his boxed smile again. “it isn’t my fault you’re that special to me,”
“it’s my fault then?” i ask.
“maybe,” he chuckles. “you’re the rose i’d do everything to keep red and fresh.”
“sweet, taehyung.”
“that’s me!” he playfully declares, pointing at himself. “but only to my girl of course.”
“hmm,” i chuckle. i kiss his cheek. “i love you.”
“i love you too.” he looks into my eyes, placing a chaste kiss on my lips.
destination 1 : art museum
“we’re here baby,” he wakes me up, poking my cheeks. “you’re so squishy, wake up! i might go crazy.”
“hmph,” i pout.
“come on, baby girl. we’re here now. the parking has a time limit,”
“alright,” i finally stretch and hop off the car.
“i still can’t take my eyes off what you’re wearing babe.”
a sky blue playsuit and white oxford flats with ankle socks. “this? you like it?”
“anything you wear, i like.” he says.
“oh hush, taehyung.” he just chuckles, placing his arms on my shoulders.
we walk past the doors, my eyes widening with the beauty in front of me. even the scent of the museum was fresh and wonderful.
“it’s just like you, sweetheart.” he’d say. gosh, taehyung. i never thought i’d find someone like you.
he and i were friends at first. we were sixteen. and now we’re twenty one, we’d been together ever since. i’m glad father liked him, i thought it’d be a problem. it wasn’t. and that just meant he was for me. destined for one another, my aunt would say. “you two must’ve been the fairytales daisy would read to me,” she says. “she always wanted me to read it for her. over and over. about two lovers that met because they were made to meet.”
“what’re you thinking sweetheart?” taehyung asks me.
“oh, nothing,” i smile. “i just thought of us.”
“was it because of the paintings, or the scent?”
“the scent of our fresh and wonderful love,” i say. he smiles and kisses my cheeks.
“mhm,” he hums.
he holds my hand and shows me the other paintings. “this one’s just like you, love,” he says. it was a girl holding a fresh daisy as she was swinging on a swing set at a playground.
“what, when we were sixteen?” i laugh, “it’s been so long. i miss that.”
“wanna swing again?” he asks. “let us go to a park next then”
“sure,” i reply. i swung my arms on his torso, hugging him. “you’re such a cuddly bear.”
“look, it’s you right now,” he points to another painting. a girl hugging a teddy bear in a picnic setting.
“oh, come on.” i chuckle, “are these all me?”
he shrugs. i look closer to the bottom of the painting, k.t.h — babygirl.
“kim taehyung! i can’t believe—“
“shhh, be quiet, they might get annoyed.” he laughs. “you’re so noisy when you’re shocked.”
“because i’m shocked!” i whisper. he places his finger on my lips. “taehyung, i never knew you’d paint me and then submit your artwork. and for it to be publiciz-“
“yes baby, i know, i did it for you. look at your blushed cheeks. so cute.”
“how about the swing?” i asked. he shook his head. “must be someone else’s, but it does look like you.”
i chuckle. “hm, come on let's check the others!”
“that was a huge museum, i’m tired, tae,” i yawn.
“but that’s just the first..” he pouts, starting the car.
“how many did you plan?”
“as much as you can take,” he grins, popping a candy into his mouth.
i place my head on his shoulder. “how many?” i whine.
“four, five.”
“goodness,” i sigh. “but thank you for the burger and fries, i got really full. it was delicious.”
“anything for my baby girl,” his baritone voice was just so captivating. i look up at him.
“what time is it?”
“it’s seven fourty six,” he replies. “around two hours for us to get to a motel. it’s quite far, the other one got demolished.”
“ohh..” i whisper, eyes closing to drift off to sleep.
22:06 pm
kisses on my neck woke me up.
“taehyung,” i whisper, “what.. why are you kissing me there..?”
“sorry, baby. i couldn’t take it. you and that face of yours while you sleep, it’s just.. you’re so fucking exquisite,” my eyes widen. he was panting.
“let’s go now,” i laugh. he grabs the polaroid and our bag of clothes.
“shocked?” he smirks. “i love you,”
i say the same.
he was acting strange.. he was such a bear and now he’s—
“penny for your thoughts baby?”
“oh-uh, n-nothing i just thought of something,” he chuckled. he knew what he was doing.
“your stutters are so adorable,” he says. he checks us in the motel for the night.
he holds my hand and i follow him. “you’re quiet, tae..” i whisper.
“because it’s nighttime,” he says looking back at me. “and people are sleeping.”
i just nod faintly. we finally arrive at our room and he opens the door. “make yourself comfortable, babygirl. i’ll just use the bathroom,” he says hurriedly. he closes the door and then rushes to the bathroom. i didn’t even get to reply—it was like something was bothering him.
i walk to the bed and slump my body, my stomach facing the bedsheets. i heave a sigh, today was a long day of walking.
i close my eyes to relax, but i end up falling asleep once again.
i wake up a few minutes later. “i only slept for ten minutes?..” i whisper to myself as i looked at the clock by the night stand. the bed was wonderfully soft though, it was beside the window too. it was so nice seeing the night sky above me. i sit right beside the window, opening it. i place my arms outside and my knees kneeling on the soft duvet.
“fuck,” i hear taehyung say. “why are you in that position? with your ass bent over like that?” he says as he places the bags below our bed and the polaroid at the nightstand.
“s-sorry, i-“
“damn,” he groans, placing his hand on his forehead, closing his eyes. he then ran his hands over his hair, messing his usual coconut look.
his middle parting showed, showing his forehead and stressed eyebrows.
“sit back down, baby girl.” he commands. i do so. “you’re so irresistable, shit,”  
my heart was thumping. could he hear..? it felt so..i feel like it’s going to be loud.
“can-can i?” he asks me. i thought for a short time.. and nodded. he was so stressed out, it was like..
“you’re all i need right now, fuck,” he groans. he lifted his red turtleneck off and his body was displayed right before me.
“art,” i muttered.
“can i unbutton your playsuit?” i nod once again.
“damn,” he says again. he was slowly unbuttoning them as he looks at me. he held my waist and sat me up to gently pull the top off. now for the bottom.. he smirks at me and pushes me down the bed, pulling the bottom part off of me, leaving me in my undergarments. i look up at him, with my cheeks probably very flushed by now. he takes off my oxfords but leaves my socks on. “baby, you look so cute, fuck,” him hovering over me is so—i don’t know what to say.. it’s just, it’s so hot i—“look at me baby,” he says, kissing my collarbone.
“watch me mark you—mine.” he kisses below my collar bone now, then lower. he took my bra off of me and took my breasts in his hands and kneaded it, and his lips kissed my right. he licked and sucked, making me whimper. “t-taehy-hyung..”
he placed a mark right above my chest, kissing it afterward. “you’re so adorable,” he says. he kisses my lips, licking my bottom lip. i knew what he was asking for. i gladly accept him and we share an intense kiss. he kisses my forehead after. “can i take your underwear off now?” he asks. “yes,” i pant.
he softly places his middle finger in the middle.. pressing the wet spot. “you’re soaking, baby girl.” he pulls the garment off and places his fingers back. “look at this.” he raises his hand and takes his thumb to touch the wet finger. “i-i know, tae, no need to show me..” i say shyly. he just chuckles. “you’re such a cute little flower.”
he then rubs my entrance, causing me to moan. “music to my ears, sweetheart,” i just smile at his remark.
he then slowly enters his finger in, it was so new to me.. all he’s done before was leave marks and kiss me. he’s never entered his fingers in me before, until tonight. “f-fuck, tae—“ he looks at me with quirked eyebrows. “tae?” i cover my mouth. “i think it’s safe to call me sir now.” he did tell me about that kink.
“what does baby girl want?” he asks seductively, his lips right beside my ear. his pants made my hairs rise, it was just so deep, i could feel my flow increase. “getting wetter huh, it’s flowing right out without me touching it.” he says boldly.  he then pumps his finger in and out, soon adding his ring finger. “naughty, naughty girl.” he smirks. i moan at his words and his movements, my eyes closing with the feeling. it was too good, i never knew it felt this—this wonderful, getting touched like this..
he pumps faster, soon squelches were being heard. “f-fuck—sir, please—don’t do it so hard-“ i stutter, he was making me hear how wet i was, i could tell. “no way baby. you gotta hear how wet i made you.” he smirks. he places kisses on my neck once more, making me elicit a moan. he takes his fingers out and licks them. “enough of that,” he says, “flip.” he commands, his hands holding my waist and guiding me to lie down with my face on the pillow. “raise your hips, baby.” i do so. he spanks me once, rubs me, then twice. “for the daisy fresh girl, who’s now as naughty as ever.” i look behind me to find him smirking, as he continues to play with my clit making my legs shiver in delight. “s-sir, i might—i might not take it anymore,” i say. “please, fuck me, sir.” i beg.
he takes his bottoms off, along with his underwear. “my pleasure,” he growls as he places his tip right at my entrance. he counts 3 to 1, slowly entering me and we both moan in delight. “fuck, baby,” he pants, thrusting in and out. “you’re so tight, shit,” i could her our skin slap with his power.
“this sound, from you and me—it’s art, baby girl. me in you, making love. this is art.” i just whimper as a reply, i really didn’t know what to say anymore, he took the words out of my mouth and replaced it with sounds of pleasure.
he grabs the polaroid beside us and turns it on as he fucks me hard. “this is a good memory,” he says. he places his left hand on my hip to balance himself and keep his rhythm, as his right held the polaroid camera. he spanked me once again, “just because i want to,” he giggles. i hear the shutter and he throws the camera beside me. “i’d keep that in my wallet.” he says, lowering his body. he starts biting my ear, making my knees weak, i mean—his thrusts and his hot breath, how could it not?
i could feel myself come near as i contract on his dick. “o-oh shit,” he blurts out, thrusting faster than before. “hah~” he breathes out on my ear. it felt so hot.
“i’m close, baby,” he informs me, his right hand snaking below me to touch my breast. he plays with my nipple, rolling it on the tip of his finger. “you close too?”
“y-yes sir,” i reply. “good girl. you’re being good to me. you deserve a reward.” he pulls out of me, the empty feeling leaving me hanging. “w-why?”
“ride me.” he sits and spreads his thighs, his dick up, touching his stomach. “come on.” i do as he says, sitting on his thigh first, then slowly inching myself in his dick. “o-oh, s-sir.. you feel so good,”
“you too.” he replies, kissing my forehead. “look at me now, baby girl. let me see those beautiful eyes of yours.” he brushes the hair off my face, smiling as our eyes meet. he bites my lip, kissing me passionately. he suddenly thrusts his hips up, his dick sinking deeper into me. i let out a loud moan on his lips, to earn a smirk from him. he does another, then another. “you like that?” he smirks. “i do.”
“come on, ride me like the big girl you are.” he says, leaving it to me. i bounce up and down, and sometimes i roll my hips to get him deeper. i feel my end come—and i do. my juices drip down his dick, his thigh too.
“baby has a lot to offer,” he suddenly says, “you’re really made for me.” i smile down at him.
he rolls us over and fucks me to oblivion, harder and faster than fast, soon coming to his high. “i’m gonna cum at your tummy, sorry baby. i don’t wanna defile you but—“ he groans and pulls out, cumming at me.
“but i don’t think it’s time for us to have kids yet. we have to explore things first.” he winks. he kisses my cheeks, then forehead once more.
he cups my right cheek, looking at my eyes again. “you’re the woman i’ll always, always love, (y/n). i love you.”
“let’s clean you up.” he says, carrying me the bridal style. “i’m tired tae,”
“doesn’t matter. i’ll do it for you.” he kisses my cheek.
i love you, kim taehyung.
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jessefandomunited · 7 years
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I feel like being a bit sadistic today
The Day Libby Died
Lex! father Au
It was an ordinary day, just like any other. Lex had just dropped his daughter off at school, they were going on a field trip to a local newspaper headquarters so she’d have a lot to talk about afterwards. He smiled as he went into work instantly frowning as he thought of all the things he had to do. 
Lex had to take a break, he was beginning to get fed up with all these projects that he had to oversee. The sheer magnitude was making his brain hurt. Specifications, scientific data, ext , it was a bit too much. He took a stroll to the break room and saw a small group of people huddled around the TV. “What’s going on,” He asked trying to get a good view. “There was an attack from one of Supermans foes today down town,” one person said. Lex rolled his eyes a bit. he never really cared about all this Superman guy, he was in the news all the time for saving people but he still let some people die, he cant save everyone when entire buildings collapse. “Oh my gosh look at that,” Someone gasped, “ that guys totally took out that newspaper headquarters, geez thats so close by i hope it dosent get any closer to us.” “ WHAT,” Lex pushed the employee out of the way and looked in horror as the building began to fall. “My daughter is in there,” Lex breathed, his heart racing. He bolted out of the room and raced to his car, this couldn’t be happening.
As he got to the site it was mostly blocked off, policemen had a bunch of tape up keeping people from getting too close to the building. He went up to the first Policeman he saw and yelled, “ DID A CLASS COME OUT OF THE BUILDING, MY DAUGHTER IS IN THERE DID THE KIDS GET OUT OKAY!” The guy was startled at the sudden yelling and nodded, “i...i believe so...ya i think Superman saved them.” Lex felt a wash of relief as he noticed Libbys teacher talking to one of the police. He ran over to her and said, “ Where is Libby, i need to see her is she okay?” The teacher looked over with a mixture of shock and horror in her eyes, “Oh...Mr. Luthor... I uh...I’m sorry.” The Policeman that was standing with her put a hand on her shoulder and turned to Lex, “ I’m sorry, but you’re daughter has not been recovered.” Lex felt all the color drain from his face, “ What do you mean not recovered.” He sighed, “ Superman was getting out as many people as he could and while this was happening, your daughter must have run of, or went to get help , or find a place to hide. But as he was pulling people out the building just collapsed.” Lex shook his head, “no....no that isn’t right, you’re lying to me.” He backed up feeling like his entire world was falling apart, his daughter was the only family he had, she was all he had. This couldn’t be true. his head was swimming with emotion and flashbacks of Libby that now physically hurt him. He felt like he was going to pass out or have a heart attack or something. Suddenly someone was grabbing his arm, it was a paramedic, “ sir you look unwell here have a seat.” “NO, I NEED TO FIND MY DAUGHTER,” He yelled breaking out of their grasp and running towards the building full speed. “ RESTRAIN HIM,” he heard a policeman yell from the side. Suddenly three police tackled him to the ground, he lost consciousness on impact.
He woke up in his bed, the clock was ticking gently and the house was quiet, still. He looked at the time, midnight, had it all been just a terrible nightmare? He heard a sound in the kitchen and sighed, Libby must have been trying to get a snack again. She did that from time to time. He slowly got out of bed and made his way down stairs to find, his secretary. “ Hello,” Lex asked confused, “ what are you doing here?” She jumped at his sudden appearance and said, “ Oh Mr. Luthor you startled me, sorry, How are you feeling?” Lex felt sick, “ where is Libby?” She looked down and began crying, “ I’m so sorry Mr. Luthor.” Lex put his hand to his head, this wasn’t a nightmare. “ no, this cannot happen, THAT AILIEN FUC*ER HAD NO RIGHT TO LEAVE MY DAUGHTER TO DIE,” He screamed. He needed someone to blame and the whole reason that Supermans foe was here was because of superman. “ HE NEEDS TO ANSWER FOR WHAT HE DID, WHAT MONSTER DOES THAT, WHO LEAVES AN INNOCENT LITTLE GIRL TO DIE,” He was crying now, “ MY PRINCESS, MY WHOLE WORLD, GONE AND IT’S HIS FAULT HIS FUC*ING FAULT!!” He punched the wall leaving a crack , his hand hurt but he didn’t care, it didn’t come close to the pain he was feeling right now. He began ransacking the room. Flipping over tabled , throwing chairs , breaking dishes. The Secretary was over in the corner calling the police.  When they came he was leaning against the wall sobbing, clutching a photo of Him, Libby, and Penny.
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Behind the Mask: Tuesday is the second chapter of the Behind the Mask. It is a High School AU of a masquerade prom, lead by an idol protagonist. Warnings: swearing, angst, mild violence, sexual references, innuendos, blackmail 5150 words
                 Tuesday, the day of judgement. Okay, that's an exaggeration, but it felt somewhat relevant. Today the prom theme would be announced, and I was beyond excited. Hwasa and I were going to go dress shopping tonight after the theme was announced, and I was dying to find a dress to wear.          The morning continued quite normally, almost bland, yet I headed out of the door and into my car. The warm summer weather justified the crop top and barely passable shorts I was wearing. It was summer- the same five songs played constantly on the radio until you ripped your hair out. Speaking of hair, mine was looking hella laid today.          I arrived at school, and Hwasa walked over to me with an excited face, "Oh my gosh! Oh my fuc-"         "Language!" I hit her shoulder playfully.                  She pressed her lips together and glared at me, "Excuse me? You cuss like a sailor anytime someone aggravates you! Why are you saying that to me?"         "Whatever," I crossed my arms while walking into the school with Hwasa. "Just continue telling me what you wanted to say."          She smiled and laughed at herself, "Oh my gosh. Wheein just asked me to the prom! I'm about to scream!" She jumped up and down, gaining stares from Jisoo's squad.          "Really? You two are gonna be the cutest ones there!" I smiled with her. We danced in front of our lockers, gaining many stares, but I couldn't find a care to give.         A tap behind my shoulder stopped my dancing, and I turned to see it was Mark. I quickly composed myself and pretended nothing happened, "Hey Mark. What's up?"         "Can I talk to you later today? It's important." His face seemed concerned, and I felt worry seep into me.         "Yeah, okay-" Mark walked away the second the words left my mouth, making me frown. I saw Hwasa raise an eyebrow and glaring at Mark, "What was that about?" I asked.          "The hell I know. That boy confuses me." Hwasa shook her head.          The bell ringed, and we walked into our first class. I didn't see Mark, so I figured he had a different class on Tuesday.          I couldn't help but outwardly sigh when two cheerleaders walked into the classroom, cheering about the prom. I wish they would have announced the theme over the intercom, but I digress.          "Alright, everyone! Guess what's going on Saturday night?" The room fell silent in aggravation, but the blonde cheerleader with the spray tan that was rubbing off smiled. "Prom!" Both the girls cheered.          They talked about some random details for a few minutes until the teacher interrupted them, unable to stand it, "Ladies, please just announce the theme. We have class."          The cheerleader glared at the teacher, smacking the gum in her mouth obnoxiously, then continuing, "Fine. It's a masquerade ball. If you don't wear a mask we have ones you can buy." She then walked out abruptly, leaving the other cheerleader behind, and slammed the door.         The rest of the morning was relatively quiet, dull, and sluggish.         That was until I saw a peculiar little note in my locker on my way to lunch.                 Meet me outside at the picnic tables. If you don't show up the whole                     school will know about your cute little career.                                                                      Don't tell anyone, dear.                              I hope to see you there,                                                    -J         To say that was unsettling didn't justify how this made me feel. I was scared, and I couldn't fight the way my feet dragged their way out the door. My brain feels destroyed, but I did what the note told me, texting Hwasa that I was going to talk to a tutor during lunch.          A tall, muscular figure that seemed to demand me to be captivated by it was sitting at one of the tables. His soft, dark hair was flowing softly in the wind, not that I was looking at it. He seems familiar. I'm positive it's Jeon Jungkook when I saw his charming dark eyes stared at me.         "Have a seat," His soft voice snapped me out of my infatuated state, startling me to sit there. "I'm going to ask you something, and I hope it won't be difficult to answer."         I stood there, trying not to look into his handsome face in fear that I'd do anything he would ask me. He looked at me softly; he has to be doing these things to me on purpose. My cheeks haven't felt this red in a long time, even when I was so close to Mark last night. Something about him called for my attention, and not looking in his eye only made the urge to give in much more difficult.          "(Y/N), dear. I have a question for you," He reached out for my hand and caressed it softly.          I felt like I could melt right there, like I was fragile and he could break me any minute. I felt his hand on mine, and the wide smile he gave me was tugging on every last string of my heart. "What is it?"         "Sit beside me first." He patted the seat next to me.          I raised my brow and sat in the seat beside him with a face red enough to make cars stop. I couldn't find words as he leaned close to me.          "I understand that you aren't going with anyone to prom yet. Would you like to go with me?" He smiled while wrapping his arm around my waist.          Damn, it would have been so, so easy to say yes. I wanted to scream yes at the top of my lungs, but my tongue only continued to palpitate. I saw Jungkook looking around, and he paused at the school doors before returning his gaze to me.          "Let me help you decide, then," He pulled me closer gently, clasping my face in his hand, and placed his plush lips on mine.          I couldn't think, and my instinct was to pull him closer. He smiled against me at my eagerness and deepened the kiss. Mark was in the back of my mind, but my body just gravitated harder towards his muscular frame. Did I mention how firm his chest felt under his shirt when my fingers graced over it? His tongue sneaked its way inside my mouth. I purposely moaned in fake surprisement, knowing it would make him weak.         He pulled from the kiss and a grin was plastered on his face, "You seem ready for something else, (Y/N)." He spoke breathlessly.          I blushed at the comment, "Jeon Jungkook, you're really something."          "You too, babe. I almost lost myself," He smiled, "Can you do something for me?"         "What do you mean?" I asked.          "Well," He grazed his hand along my thigh, making me flustered again, "Say hi to the camera. Your fans are gonna enjoy that show you gave them." His screen showed he was recording, and he stopped as soon as the kiss finished. The evidence was damning, and there was no way my secret would be safe now.          I froze and my eyes widened in shock. I remained speechless, but not for long. It was only seconds before my hard fist was ramming into Jungkook's all too perfect smile. "What the fuck is wrong with you? Did Jisoo make you do this? I'll beat the shit out of both of you."          He rubbed the spot I hit him and chuckled, blood running from his lips, "Honey, you're overreacting here and saying I'm in the wrong," He stood from his spot, our height difference evident as he loomed over me, "If you think that's why I asked you to prom you're sorely mistaken. Say yes now and things will be much easier." His face showed that he had no intention of getting a no from me.         "You don't scare me, Jeon Jungkook." I gritted through my teeth.         "Ok then. I hope you enjoy your spotlight this week because everyone will know who you really are. Beneath that wig and makeup you're just a plain old idol like me."         I glared at him and struggled to respond. I know Jungkook will make my week awful, but there was no way in hell I would go to prom with him.          He smiled, "You don't have to answer me because you're going to go with me. I'll see you at prom, dear." He smiled darkly and walked back into the school building, leaving me to my thoughts.          I slumped against the bench, processing all that was happening. After a minute of shock, I checked my phone. I was relieved to not be able to find the video anywhere, leading me to think he just recorded it and didn't post it. This made me relax, but the fear of him still having the video and planning to use it against me was nonetheless frightening. I watched his toned body as it walked back into the building, a shit eating grin on his face that was too perfect to be legal.          I couldn't control the tear that slipped out. It's infuriating that he's causing these tears, but it's happening. I wipe the tear with my hand, trying to avoid another from falling. I can't be weak, there's no chance in hell that Jungkook will make me weak like this again.          It's time to go to class now. I'm fighting the urge to pretend I'm sick and go to the nurse, but this would only make that sick boy smile. If he wasn't an idol I would have fucked him up, but I have to control myself. So I'll continue to class today. I can survive another day; Jisoo has done much worse to me, and this boy is an amateur at blackmail.          Okay, Jeon Jungkook. I'll play along with your game, but don't think I'm not prepared.  ****                  I tried pretending I was happy around Hwasa after school. She knew something was off, but I knew if I told her too much it would be more trouble for me. She dragged me to the dress shop to distract me, which was a kind gesture but my spirit was still dull.         "Please tell me, (Y/N). I can't stand seeing you this upset." Hwasa rubbed my shoulder.         I bit my lip. I had to tell her something, but not too much, "I can't tell you everything, but there is a video of me that someone took that they may or may not share depending on what I do."         Hwasa looked beyond angry, and I regret telling her, "It's Jisoo, isn't it?"          "No," I sighed, "Hwasa, it's best if you don't get involved. If you do it makes the risk it'll get revealed bigger." I hated saying this, but I know I had to.         "I can't believe this. What the fuck am I supposed to do? Just sit and watch as my best friend is getting blackmailed? I can't do that."          I hang my head, not sure of what to do, "I can't do anything about it, Hwasa. Let's just keep shopping."          Hwasa unwillingly agrees, but she makes sure to let me know that she'll personally murder whoever it is. It's nice to know she'd stick with me, but I know she can't do anything about this either. This is my problem, and I'm gonna have to solve it.          A ring from my phone stops me while I'm trying on another dress Hwasa wanted me to try. I opened the text from the one and only Jeon Jungkook. In the text he had a picture of some beautiful dresses, likely worth thousands, in a walk in closet. I'm picking you up to go to my house tomorrow after school.          What for? I snapped back, trying to not seem agitated.          To pick out a dress for prom.          I took a picture of the dresses in the changing room and sent it to him, Already got one.          Well, I want you to pick one of these. He replied.          What if I can't go?          I'll arrange something with whoever you need to meet. You will get here somehow.          I sigh and change back into my normal clothes and walked out of the dressing room. I know I have to lie, but Hwasa always knows if I make up a lie. "Hwasa, my mom just texted me and told me she borrowed a dress from a coworker. She got it really cheap, so she wants me to wear it."          Hwasa raised an eyebrow at me, clearly seeing through my fib, "I wish you'd just tell me what is going on. All this lying shit is getting old. I was always scared that fame would get to you, and I was right. I hope your precious Mark doesn't ever find out who you really are. You're a disgusting person who only likes Mark because he seems normal to you. You always act like Jisoo is your enemy, but you're your own enemy here."          Her sudden anger hit me. My friend was saying all these things about me, and I felt like a bullet was piercing through my chest. She must have harbored this for a while, and I was oblivious, completely unaware.           "I didn't think you'd reply. You are never helpful. Sometimes I wish you'd just stop trying so hard." Hwasa spat, "Tell me when you get over this attitude. Get an uber while you're at it." Hwasa walked out of the dress shop and aggressively slammed her car door.         What was I supposed to say? I just had to watch in disbelief as she drove off, unable to react. It's so unfair how Jeon Jungkook could damage my best friend and I's relationship this easily, but it's happening right in front of me.  ****         I couldn't think straight. Hwasa's words were repeating in my head mercilessly every minute like clockwork. I've lost Hwasa, and Jungkook will make sure I'll lose Mark too. The fact this is all happening at once is truly terrifying. I've put up a strong front for so long, and now that I'm having to truly fight I'm so confused. It would be so easy to give in- to just let the world have its way with me. It would have been so easy for any other girl to fall in love with Jungkook, but I can't bring myself to love him. I've thought it over again and again, but it's unreachable.          But I know it's my own fault. It's my fault for believing Hwasa would stand up for me. It's my fault for thinking that Mark would cheesily ask me out like some sick highschool romance. But this isn't some romance novel. It's real, and I have to realize things won't be this easy. Hwasa was the fakest bitch in the school; at least Jisoo didn't pretend to like me.          Don't make me think that this isn't my fault. I'm the dumb one; I'm the foolish one; I'm the one in the wrong. It always is me. Why do I let this happen? Has being an idol really detached me from reality this much?          Ding.          The phone was in fact ringing; I wasn't imagining it. Somehow someone cared enough to text me, or they hated me enough to keep tabs on me.          It was Youngjae. Somehow Youngjae managed to not disappoint me, and I'm anticipating some sort of dramatic text. It wasn't dramatic, though. It was sweet, caring, and thoughtful. He had asked me if I wanted to go to his house.          Now if I wasn't having a mental breakdown, I probably would have given a second thought of staying at a friend's house where my crush happens to live in. I probably should have said no, but I'm doing this now.          My bags are packed, my car is starting, and my parents still believe Hwasa and I are friends because I'm supposedly going to her house. Was this right? No, it isn't, but I'm going.         I'm at his house now. It's seven p.m., and Youngjae is at the door with Coco, smiling at my presence.          "(Y/N)! I didn't think you'd actually come! Come in!" Youngjae picked one of my bags up to help me, and we entered his house.          The house was the same from last time I'm here, except Mark is shirtless in the kitchen. I can feel my face heating up as I turn my head away, making Youngjae laugh. Mark didn't seem to care, only making me more anxious.         "Mark, aren't you going to put a shirt on? There's a girl here." Youngjae laughed.         "Oh sorry, (Y/N). I'll go put one on then." Mark spoke, face somewhat red. I assume that it wasn't because of me, definitely not with the way I feel or look right now.         I sit on the couch with Youngjae, cuddling up on him. "Youngjae, I need to talk to you. I'm so glad you called me because I really need you right now," I spoke softly.         "What do you mean?" He asked. Coco jumped on the couch in his lap, signaling him to pet her soft fur.          I took a deep sigh and stared at the ceiling, "Hwasa is really mad at me right now over something I can't tell her. She thinks I'm trying to ignore her, I guess. I just- I don't know what to do."          Youngjae ran fingers in my hair and turned the TV on before deciding to reply, "It's gotta be bad if you can't tell her. What's going on, (Y/N). You seemed weird today ever since lunch." Youngjae commented.          "I can't let this get out. Someone at the school is blackmailing me, and if I tell anyone anything they'll reveal a video that could ruin my career. Hwasa got mad that I wouldn't tell her-"         "I'm back," Mark interrupted me, likely unaware that he was, and sat on the couch. He sat somewhat away from me, but he was close enough to make me sweat. "So what's going on?"          I looked at Youngjae, signaling we would continue speaking later, then stood up, "Nothing much. I heard we were gonna watch a movie."          "Yeah, it's a horror movie. Hope you're not scared." Youngjae teased.          "I'm not scared," I said, damn well knowing I would scream at something a toddler would probably be able to handle. "I can watch a horror movie."          Youngjae smiled at my attempts to convince him. It was cute to him, but not in a weird way if that makes sense. "Okay, I'll make some popcorn while y'all set it up."          Mark nodded and turned the TV on. He signed into Netflix, found the movie, and we waited awkwardly for Youngjae to return.          Maybe I should have wished Youngjae wouldn't return.          Youngjae was carrying a tray with sodas, popcorn, and some chips. As he went to sit down, he tripped on a blanket on the floor, spilling the drinks on the couch and my clothes. "Shit, shit! I'm sorry," Youngjae apologized. "I'm sorry I got your clothes messed up. Mark, can she wear one of your shirts since you're closer in size?" Youngjae requested.          "Um, sure." He replied.          "Okay, follow me," Youngjae went with me down the hall, walked into Mark's room, and he pulled out some of Mark's clothes. "Here," He smiled.          "You did this on purpose, didn't you?" I glare at him, piercing through his plan. I changed my clothes, being comfortable enough around Youngjae. He of course kept his eyes away, but I wouldn't have cared even if he did not.         He scratched the back of his head and placed my clothes in the washing machine, "Well, if Hwasa won't be your wing woman, then I'll be your wing man." He winked playfully.         I hit him, "Youngjae! How is this helping me?"          "You'll see soon enough." He replied cheekily.         "You're the worst," I sighed. "I'm gonna be so nervous Youngjae; I was supposed to visit you to calm down. Now you're trying to make me have an anxiety attack. One of these days I'll sue you-"         "Whatever," He interrupted. "Let's go back so your boyfriend doesn't wait to long."          Before I could reply at Youngjae's snarky comment, he was already walking back into the living room.          I followed in suit, and tried not to laugh as Youngjae was putting stain remover on the couch. He still had a smile on his face, and it was no doubt suspicious. My expression changed when I saw the situation. The couch was messed up, and the love seat was the only spot left. The fear that I might have to sit with Mark set in, and I grabbed a chair from the kitchen.          "Oh thanks, (Y/N). I'll sit there then." He smiled as if he knew exactly why I got the chair. "You and Mark can sit on the other couch.         "Okay," I replied, trying to not seem upset. I saw Mark looking at Youngjae threateningly, and I was having trouble deciding what to do. I sat on the love seat with Mark, though. It was a little awkward, but I was trying not to turn bright red at how close we were forced to sit.         A minute or two passed, and Youngjae finally decided we should start the movie now.          Okay, I'm not saying I'm a pussy, but I was already scared in the first five minutes. Usually even I could have been able to handle a cheap scare, but Mark being in my vicinity was already making me terrified. This would be hell, no doubt.          The movie was The Shining. Thank you Youngjae, this would only make my anxiety better.          Mark was fine. He was used to horror films, but he enjoyed the reactions I had whenever something mildly scary happened.          About fifteen minutes into the movie Youngjae had fallen asleep, which was quite confusing to me. How someone could sleep through this was baffling to me.          But the scariest part of the movie? Mark was here, so close to me, and Youngjae was asleep. My heart started racing, but the world seems to be against me lately. I screamed at the terrifying screen in front of me, and I subconsciously cuddled onto Mark's arm. He was stiff under my grasp, and my heart was racing. Once I'd gathered myself, I quickly apologized, "I'm s-sorry, Mark," I tried to sit back on my side.          Yet his arm was still holding me close. I looked up at him, and his face was almost as red as mine, "No, it's fine. I don't mind." He spoke shyly.          I looked in his eyes for what seemed like a millennium. The timid chocolate orbs were staring back at me, as if we were under a spell. His hair was carelessly tossed to the side, and I couldn't help but look at his plush lips. Our faces were so close, so unbelievably close. The urge to kiss him was there- it was always there- and I'm debating whether I should kiss him now or wait for him to kiss me.          I've made my mind up. I'm going to kiss him. If he hates me, at least I'll get this over with.         So I bring my lips on his, hoping he'll accept it. He looks at me in silence, but in a second he's kissing me back. The tension had built up so much, and now he's here, kissing me while The Shining is playing. I feel like a 12 year old girl, fantasizing about my prince charming to come sweep me off my feet and marry me on the beach on a warm summer day. But that wasn't the case. I kissed him first, and I sure as hell didn't need a prince charming to do that for me.          He breaks the kiss and smiles weakly, "So I take it that you like me too?"         "What do you think," I giggle, "Mark, I've been wanting to tell you that for a while."         "Hold on, let's talk in my room," He suggests.         I look at him in confusion, "Thinking about sleeping with me already?"          His face turns beet red, and I can't help but laugh, "No, of course not! It's just that Youngjae is pretending to be asleep, and I didn't think you'd want him to hear all about that."          I laugh since he's right. Youngjae wasn't asleep, but he still continued to pretend he was asleep after he was called out. "Okay, let's go."          You followed Mark to his room. It was a tad messy like most teenaged boy's rooms, but it wasn't overbearing. You sat on the bed beside Mark, and you tried not to get distracted by the fact you were in your crush's bedroom- alone with him. I decided to start the talking since it was becoming awkward again, "So are we a thing now or what?"          He smiled, "If you want to be, I definitely won't argue with it."          I couldn't remove the grin from my face, and I kissed Mark again. His hand cradled my head gently, a scene that would fulfill even the most uninterested school girl's fantasy. I wanted to scream in happiness, but there was no way I could do it when I'm this close to Mark. I can't deny the fact I've thought about being in Mark's bedroom before, but it was a quite different situation.. Ah, now it's going to be difficult to resist the urge to ask Mark right now. It would be so easy to ask, but I know it isn't the time. I'll let Mark take control this time. Being empowered is a good thing, but I can't deny the thought of Mark doing whatever he wanted to me was arousing to say the very least.          But Mark is a good guy. He'd never do anything like that unless he knew I wanted it, and he wouldn't do it with somehow he hasn't been dating for some time- the marrying type indeed.          His kiss pulls me out of my distracted mind as I noticed my back was on the mattress, and he was hovering above me. His lips fell back on mine, and his tongue was becoming acquainted with mine. I let him feel his way around me, and I felt heat gather as his fingers wandered around my figure. I wanted to give in so badly, but I knew Mark wouldn't do that right now even if I wanted to. He's too sweet, and he's not the type to do one night stands.         Yet who said that I wasn't? I certainly wouldn't mind one with Mark, but having many nights with him is worth the wait, I suppose.         Mark pulled away from me, probably knowing he wouldn't be able to do much more without losing control. The smile was still glued on his face, and his voice was upbeat, "I still can't believe you like me too." He said.          "Is it that hard to believe?" I asked, caressing his arm.          He blushed and pulled me close to him. "Do you want to sleep on my bed or Youngjae's?"          "Where will you guys sleep, then?" I asked.         "Youngjae is already pretending to sleep in that chair. I could just sleep on the couch." He said.          I shook my head, "No need. I could sleep on the couch."          He pushed me lightly, "Come on, you're the guest. I can't let you do that."          I laughed, but I stopped immediately at the next thought I had, prompting a confused look from Mark, "We both could sleep on your bed."          His eyes widened, and he coughed nervously, "No, babe. I can't handle all this in one night. I'll just sleep on the couch." Mark said, avoiding my eyes.          "Aw, no fun," I teased. "But you can't sleep on the couch. It's messed up. And you're too tall to sleep on the love seat. So I guess you'll have to sleep with me," I said, fully aware of how it sounded, "Or one of us will sleep in Youngjae's bed."          "I'll just sleep on Youngjae's bed." He said. He walked out of the room and down the hallway.          I frowned at the thought that I wouldn't get to cuddle, but I knew Mark was right. It would be too fast too quickly, and this was for the best. I walked into the hallway to retrieve the lacy, blue, a little too short nightgown out of my suit case.  I walked back into Mark's room and began to undress.          "Hey, I left my phone-" Mark stopped dead in his tracks at my naked body, and his face turned the darkest shade I had seen tonight. "I'm sorry, (Y/N)! I'll just leave it." He walked out of the room as quickly as he entered, hoping that he wouldn't get a boner in front of you.          I wasn't as embarrassed as I was amused. The face he made was adorable, and if I was wilder I would have walked over to him just to make him flustered. I finished slipping on my nightgown, and slipped into the bed. The sheets seemed like the cleanest thing in his room, and I couldn't help but wrap myself in them. I took a quick check on my phone, and I had a text from the one and only, Choi Youngjae. Who the bes wing man in the history of wing mans?             Youngjae started the conversation.         Gee, Youngjae is relentless, but he kinda saved my ass big time.          You         Bitch u dont sound excited enough btw why did he get so embarrassed when he walked in earlier         Um Lol I was changing and he saw me naked         Youngjae ended the conversation.         Okay, I don't know if he left because it was funny, because he was embarrassed for me, because he was aggravated, or because he couldn't believe it. I know he's not jealous because he has seen me naked before in a way that was in no way sexual, for your information. I do have to say Youngjae's evil plan worked. I probably wouldn't have cuddled and kissed Mark if I was on the couch. As much as Youngjae can aggravate me, he was an under appreciated genius that deserved every praise he got. He is, in fact, the shit.          Looking back on tonight, it was pretty damn good. Then again, if I look back on today as a whole, I don't know if I'm so sure. 
        AN: Hey! Thanks for getting down here! I hope you're enjoying the story, and any feedback is appreciated! I will say that the next chapter is gonna be wild y'all! It will likely take another week, and hopefully no longer than that! Thanks for supporting me!          -Rose
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sylviasitompul · 4 years
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I am still what I am!
The problem is, HE DIDN’T WANT TO LEAVE ME ALONE. He wants A FIGHT WITH ME, WHAT AM I GONNA DO WITH IT? AM I SUPPOSED TO HAVE A FIST WITH A GUY? A GUY WHO IS A PARENT, WITH A WIFE AND A DAUGHTER RIGHT IN FRONT OF HIM, AND WITNESS HIM GIVING HER THE GREATEST EXAMPLE OF ALL. MAN YOU ARE DISTURBED, I AM WOMAN! IF YOU WANT A FIGHT WITH FISTS GO FIND YOURSELF THE SAME SO IT WOULD BE FAIR, YOU PUSSY! This is like 2019, and somehow I still meet with pricks out there, how lucky me.
I was reaching my limit, besides, I was not in the mood, my thoughts were not at that moment. So I was so proud with myself, I could pull myself together, instead of being triggered easily. So I said to myself when this guy kept making bad words at me, “NOT THIS TIME, NOT THIS TIME! I’M NOT HAVING IT OKAY!” I kept my mouth shut, and try to be really patience. Dramas dry me up and making me tired, enough for the day. Somehow my best intention was taken the wrong way for him. He thought I was being cold, mean and snobby, I want to stay classy you pig!
Besides, I had a feeling, which my intuition is always right, that even if I did say sorry to him, he would probably held me in captive (like forever), to channeling his inner guilt, and raining me with more of disrespectful words for I have submitted myself to him. Then I will get triggered with his non stop condescending words and finally be on rage. Even if I tried to explain my version he wouldn’t accept it, since he was disturbed. According to him, he was right and I am wrong, according to me, none of us is wrong. Parents don’t always mean they can perform perfect, THE DEAD OBJECT IS NOT HUMAN, YOU CAN’T BLAME IT, AND I JUST GOT IN LINE FOR GOODNESS SAKE! So what difference does it make, I REFUSE TO BE THE WILLING VICTIM THAT DAY. You picked the wrong target! I said that to myself.
But unfortunately I couldn’t stand it anymore, as I tried to find my way home, he tried to summon people POINTING AT MY FACE WITH HIS FINGER, THAT I SWEAR, I WAS REALLY REALLY PISSED EVERYTIME I TRIED TO RECALL IT, SO DISRESPECTFUL AND I HATE IT! “Why won’t you fuc*ing leave me alone”, I kept saying that. The mommy? The mommy enjoyed the scene where I was being put to shame, instead of trying to help her husband to calm himself down! What a dysfunctional family you have there.
So I YELLED BACK AT HIM IN FRONT OF EVERYBODY, SWEARING AT HIS FACE, PUTTING HIM TO SHAME, TO SEND THE MESSAGE, “THE HELL WITH YOU, I DON’T CARE!” I PUT HIM ON THE SCENE, I TRIED TO TURN AROUND THE TABLE, SO HE GETS WHAT I FEEL. I don’t deserve this!
As I tried to get in to the car, this older guy shout back at me. She said like this, “you whore”, yet I got into my car anyways. If I am a whore, than what are you? Shouting me as whore doesn’t make him look like gentlemen. You know what funny is, oh my gosh, I am laughing, “he tries to chase me down to my car”.  Isn’t that supposed to be scary, well it was.
Imagine I’m inside the car alone with a psycho outside my window. HE WAS A MAN AND I AM A WOMAN. I am no former military or infantry or something like that. I didn’t have much skill when it comes to self defense in physical. But then it was funny, why? CAUSE HE LOOKED SO MAD YET SO SCARED AT THE SAME TIME, AHAHAHAHAHAHA! WHAT A PUSSY INDEED! He tried to chase me down the car I didn’t know what was his next step. I could only guess. It looked like he was trying to grab my car, yet SO HESITANT to put his hands on it. I didn’t want it to happen either. Yes, I was still scared but then my scared mixed up with everything.
Now look I wasn’t alone, I was alone in my car but not outside. The parking lot was filled with lots of people, cars, and securities! The securities are guys, in fact there were lots of guys in there. That if I would think back of it, I shall wait any longer to see his instead of being panicked. I should have let him to touch my car, yet not try to do anything more than that, like trying to ruin my car. Since he was like trying to unleash his anger towards my car. He took it on the car, well what else can I say about that pussy.
That’s why I decided to leave soon, because I thought he was getting disturbed, I don’t want to be in a public transportation to go to anywhere, since I am not that rich. I don’t own lots of cars, fixing car is not cheap these days. Neither do the crazy dad, since I watched the kind of car he ride in.
Why would I got panicked and scared of the pussy? I watched how the securities (the guys) were watching me from the crazy dad. But they are not allowed to do anything unless he touches me. If he lays his hands on me, I’ll kill him myself.
I should have take out my phone from my bag, watch him getting escalated, put him on the video, send it to my brothers. Because it was like only ten minutes or maybe less from where they were, and there was like family meeting where there were like many guys in there.  A video to show them I am on a threat, so they will rush to the scene, gather around to scare back at the pussy bullier, and let him have the lesson today. IF AN INTIMIDATION YOU ASKED FOR, THAN INTIMIDATION AS WELL YOU’LL GET. It was supposed to be fun, I should have post it online, it’s going to be a good memory, ahahhahhaha.
I wonder if the crazy dad deals with a big guy and tattoo on his body with police written on the shirt of the guy. Will he dare himself to react the same way? MY PROBLEM IS NOT HIS REQUEST, BUT THE WAY HE ASKED IT! Even though I wasn’t wrong I don’t mind just to say sorry! It’s not like a big deal. I’m not going to die the moment I say sorry. SOMETIMES IS NOT ABOUT THE GOAL BUT THE WAYS. IT’S NOT ABOUT THE END, BUT THE JOURNEY.
Even if he indeed tries to ruin my car, I’ll let him to be accountable on it, oh I swear God. He won’t let me to walk away from something I didn’t do, I will not let him away from something he does. The crazy dad doesn’t like her daughter to be disrespectful, so I like being disrespectful by you? How does he think my father will feel? You don’t bully a single woman yet alone got scared, lol!
Then after I felt bad for the people who work there. That they have to watch such thing, I was putting a very bad behavior. But I remember the look from the supervisor, she was like trying to give me the same condescending look without knowing the real story. Now I’m not a very judgmental person but I believe in see more than meets the eyes. I pray hard that she will experience the same thing. Oh believe me, I will! I Or perhaps I know nothing about her, like she has dealt with such things thousands times. Since she kinds of look like one. Well seems like the many years of enslavement got her stupid. I just hate how numbers (age) doesn’t confirm someone’s maturity (wisdom).  
But then I rethink again. Why I feel ashamed with people who work there, that I had put a bad scene in there for them. Incase if I decide to visit again. But yet, I was not doing anything like joining myself in terrorism, prostitution or maybe corruption that makes me be the most wanted. My problem is only with that single pussy crazy guy, not everybody.
Look no matter where you are, whether you are in the city of love Paris, New York, Boston or even in a small town where you are still nothing to be known of. Promise to yourself that you will never lose or leave yourself behind. Always take that “respect” along with you. I mean take my story as the example, who the hell this guy think he is, arrogantly pushing me to bow down before his words. He probably thinks that he is Queen Elisabeth or god. The thing is, I won’t even bow myself to God if he doesn’t give me any respect. I believe the creator will respect His creation by giving them the kind of life that they deserve. Let alone a psycho with a cheerleader guts. Don’t ever let anybody to disrespect or dishonor you.
When people are heading to a new place, or moving to a new place, or going on travel, they usually try to bring along them all kinds of stuffs that are necessary, they try to find out people in there and try to contact some relatives or connections to help them during their presence. They are so busy on doing that! It’s not necessary wrong, IT IS RIGHT! But let me tell you something, one thing that most people always forget to prepare for is themselves. Don’t forget to bring you along! You hold the most powerful impact in wherever you go, for you are the living one. Objects can’t make any changes FOR THEY ARE DEAD! Take me as an example, the crazy dad can’t accept the fact that a marble table can do that. So I took the chance, to make the change! Change to not LIVE IN REGRETS, AND FUC* WITH WHAT IFS! I’m going to turn around the world and make my own mark, I AM! The hell with whatever!
No matter how far you’ll go, or wherever you are, never ever try to lose yourself, always bring the same you to the new place, and that’s respect. If you really respect yourself simply being you! When you try to be someone else that you’re not that’s an indication that you hate yourself after all. I admit it’s easy to lose yourself in this world full of crazy things. Ain’t no money, objects, or the list of powerful people shall ever separate you from yourself. With whoever you’ll go, make sure you always bring you along, cause you may get lost in the journey. As I never regret to make any act and decision that I have made, for they that have made me who I am now. You are what you are for I am what I am. No matter what life throws at you. You’ll always be you! We’ll that’s it for today’s writing I hope there’ll be more later!
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hgfstreamchats · 6 years
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Reynolds Human Memorial Stream
Today thenightetc Hello! Me Hello there! Blythe1 Hi all. Me Hello! Blythe1 I've not been by since last Christmas's stream; timezones, you know. Blythe1 It is good to see you again. Me Wonderful to have you back! And watching...this! thenightetc So this is one of the new episodes? Blythe1 Yes, uh I just have a blank screen here. Is that right? I don't really know how Rabbit works Me Hm. I've never heard of it doing that. Blythe1 Let me try a couple of things this end then. thenightetc Well! Starscreamapillar Greetings. Me Evening, Starscream. You just missed Henry Fondle! Starscreamapillar With a name like that, I cannot say I an sorry to have missed them.
Me He's an experience. Starscreamapillar I've experienced plenty of terrible things, I can live with missing out this time. Me The important thing is, you're experiencing this human's terrible, terrible shirt. Starscreamapillar So I am. Is this a movie about illegally transporting alcohol? thenightetc Uhuh. Starscreamapillar . . . Trucks and beer. Truly, high brow entertainment. FeralDog those are some high waisted pants thenightetc So is this a really extended flashback or is it after him being arrested? Starscreamapillar That is not an appropriate way to wake someone. FeralDog puppyyyyyy Me That dog looks exhausted with life. Starscreamapillar That dog looks poorly assembled. Blythe1 Ah, that worked. I am with you all finally. Sorry for mucking about KO Me Never apologize for mucking about! r That dog looks poorly assembled. Blythe1 Ah, that worked. I am with you all finally. Sorry for mucking about KO Me Never apologize for mucking about! Blythe1 Westbound, that is left? thenightetc Yeah. Blythe1 My sense of direction is not the greatest thenightetc Stealth 100 Blythe1 Well there goes the fourth wall, Burt flirting with the audience there Me He *did* flaunt his spike at the world, once. Starscreamapillar . . . . thenightetc Amazing FeralDog theres a reason you have a special license for forklifts thenightetc Is, uh. Is that how they're "paying" for the beer, too Me http://lic.me/uploaded_images/b/u/burt.jpg FeralDog not that he cares xD Me In memoriam. Oh, that didn't turn into a link...that just threw it up there. thenightetc It sure did! Me Well, there's a difference from livestream I didn't know about! Blythe1 It is wonderful Me What an educational evening. Blythe1 I always feel so sorry for people who get jilted at the altar. thenightetc I'm intrigued. FeralDog shotgun wedding? Starscreamapillar Ah, here are the complicating shenanigans. Blythe1 Okay, posse does suggest shotguns. FeralDog ominous sherriff Blythe1 The soundtrack makes me think this might be the baddie FeralDog no, it couldn't be Starscreamapillar Is he wearing an ascot? Blythe1 How much easier would movies be if characters could hear the soundtrack too thenightetc I already hope something bad happens to both of them. FeralDog the fuc Starscreamapillar The frag is this? Me He's covered with a very fine layer of grease. FeralDog the best grease, surely thenightetc Kinda want to go on wikipedia and see if he dies. Blythe1 Too few people know that as soon as law enforcement leaves, that is your cue to leggit quick Blythe1 disturbing thenightetc Yikes. thenightetc ....Nice. thenightetc HA Blythe1 catch of the day thenightetc whoooops Starscreamapillar Would it not be easier to fill the very back of the truck with cases of cola, and create a false manifest for a truckload of that, while hiding the illicit alcohol? thenightetc You'd think so, right? Blythe1 I feel they may have had more success arresting him if he hadn't gloated thenightetc Or even put the alcohol in cola cases. FeralDog depends on how thoroughly they search Blythe1 subtle thenightetc right? Starscreamapillar Bueford. T. Justice. Really? FeralDog hhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaaa Blythe1 Imagine if he'd become a judge, then he'd be Justice Justice FeralDog wonder if he's related to a defense attorney with a big forehead thenightetc I kinda like this guy, though. 'Cause he's pissing off this asshole. 😃 Oh god, that face Me Surprise twist: Justice Justice McJustice isn't employed by law enforcement in any capacity. thenightetc It's all just an elaborate cosplay FeralDog larp gone too far Blythe1 Ooh, bridge jump! thenightetc Ohhhh my Starscreamapillar And then they died. Me Rest in whatever. Blythe1 Needs some Waylon Jennings thenightetc I'm amazed they got the lift FeralDog -slow clap for sherriffs- thenightetc I like her. thenightetc I wish he'd get shot. Blythe1 Sexism, homophobia, and now racism, we all knew it was coming. He's just a pile of cliched Southern Sheriff stereotypes Starscreamapillar He is wasting time he does not have. FeralDog now we just need Justice to meet a Catholic and flip out about it and we've got my friend's uncle xD thenightetc ... man that's cheap Me What are they made of, hair? Blythe1 It is the World's Most Professional Lawman /sarcasm thenightetc Oh my god. FeralDog what year was this movie? thenightetc "gosh, all that?" Me You know, I've eaten human food, and nothing about it warranted eating it like that. Blythe1 1977 Starscreamapillar . . . . FeralDog explains a lot thenightetc Ha, better for him not to have his car parked outside for the sherrif to see, anyway. Blythe1 is this the story of how she got decapitated? thenightetc Too bad THEY didn't. Starscreamapillar Pity. Blythe1 I love his ring he has on thenightetc ...Okay, THAT handle raises some questions. Starscreamapillar The thing to the floor. thenightetc I mean, I figured they were just doing a funeral, but..... Blythe1 picking up or dropping off? Starscreamapillar A am not an expert in automobiles, but tell me, does the 'thing' in fact go to the floor? FeralDog it can FeralDog not good for the car though thenightetc Of course, neither is that. Starscreamapillar That cannot be good for the suspension. Blythe1 These days we'd call that a terrorist attack, then a car invading a pitch was just wacky hijinks FeralDog this movie is full of CARnage Me I know the Trans Am's the star of the show and all, but the truck's not bad looking either. Blythe1 not even scratched the paintwork Starscreamapillar Trucks have been spoiled for me, by certain mechs. Blythe1 Like that picture KO posted? That kind of crazy thing? thenightetc Awww. thenightetc Oh my goodness Blythe1 I thought he changed channels? thenightetc You'd think? FeralDog tick turd he may bbe reprehensible but i like his insults Starscreamapillar I think that hanging people was still illegal, even back then. thenightetc HA Me All this for smuggling beer? thenightetc HAHAHAH Blythe1 Not even good beer, just coors FeralDog i think it's less the smuggling and more the he's too good and it makes the cops look bad Me ...That was hot. thenightetc It was. Blythe1 You think they'd have set the roadblock ahead of the turn, not after it Starscreamapillar Knockout, you're a vehicle. Is skidding on one's tires like that as uncomfortable as it sounds? Me Not uncomfortable enough to keep us from doing it. thenightetc And it doesn't even show any signs of having driven through various roadblocks, a chain, several mailboxes, a football stand... thenightetc That car has some kind of force field. PFF Starscreamapillar The car is the protagonist, ans therefore immune to damage until perhaps the very end. Blythe1 WTF! thenightetc Jesus. FeralDog whaaaaat HA I love the good witch immediately thenightetc Yesss. thenightetc high-fives her Blythe1 That dog is this movie's MVP! Me Yes, yes. You have very tight pants. FeralDog she wants to see if he's bald thenightetc Shush. FeralDog ah look at that relief! Me "Put it back on." Blythe1 Oh no, not Fred thenightetc Oh nooooo FeralDog the fuc thenightetc DEFEND THE DOG Starscreamapillar They do not have time for these dalliances. thenightetc Shiiiit FeralDog fred's the only character in this movie with any sense thenightetc but, Fred! he can't leave without Fred! okay, good Blythe1 Whew, Fred is fine. Everyone relax now 😃 thenightetc OH BOY FeralDog HHAHAHAHHA thenightetc HAHAHAHAHAH Blythe1 Do not show this movie to Arcee. Starscreamapillar Would she not be amused by the wanton violence and destruction? thenightetc heheheh FeralDog my young son wtf thenightetc Shoot him. You know you wanna. Me Just a fragile little boy of 44 years. thenightetc Shoot him in the dick and let him bleed out. Blythe1 At least pepper spray him thenightetc Just saying. Starscreamapillar That is not how to handle someone yelling at you. FeralDog it is in the 70s Blythe1 What, let them rant themselves out and leave to become someone else's problem? That is how I would do it. Starscreamapillar Then they think that yelling is the correct way to get what they want, regardless of circumstances. FeralDog YOU ARE DRIVING FeralDog HE IS DRIVING STOP Blythe1 But they then leave to do it to someone else who is not me Blythe1 Those 1970s sensibilities again Me *It. Is. Beer.* thenightetc Smooth. Starscreamapillar Bad beer. It is not worth all this.
eer.* thenightetc Smooth. Starscreamapillar Bad beer. It is not worth all this. FeralDog but t hey're dodging the sales/luxury taxes etc Blythe1 I guess Allied Van Lines really got their product placement money's worth there Me This song feels like it's been going on for years. Starscreamapillar It has. The song has always been playing. And it will play forever more. FeralDog i think the whole movie is just the music video for this huge song Me Agreed. thenightetc OH!!! Me His name is his equivalent of Starscream's Cliffjumper thing. Starscreamapillar ... Cliffjumper thing? Blythe1 Quick, protect the beer from a small traffic ticket Me Our Starscream. Killed an Autobot, brought it up at every possible opportunity. FeralDog is it actually the beer listed, or did they put homebrew in the bottles? Starscreamapillar I see. Well, sort of, since killing -a- Autobot is not really worth of mention, unless it is one of the Elites. Me This one couldn't have been further from elite. Blythe1 Were the Elites all that elite? Smokescreen was an Elite... Starscreamapillar Then I certainly see the resemblance to Mr. Justice's crowing his name constantly. Blythe1 That looks like an OLD helicopter even by 1970s standards FeralDog well if you're far enough out you're getting military leftovers thenightetc Whatever just fell out of that car, I'm sure it's something it's not supposed to do without FeralDog still happens today, less funded departments get better one's leftovers or military Blythe1 Well they didn't until you blurted his name out over the public radio Me I wish Prime were still around to take this movie in. Big rigs and lawlessness...the look on his face would be priceless. Starscreamapillar I am fairly certain my local Prime has caused more road accidents than are in this movie. Blythe1 And maybe bring in Prowl, to see the highstandards of law enforcement at work thenightetc The highest. Me Beautiful. FeralDog for Me Just look at all the humans he saved from the horrid fate of having to settle for quality beer. FeralDog clam chowder Blythe1 chowder, that is thick soup? thenightetc I think they just want to scam him out of having to pay. FeralDog yes thenightetc *snicker* Blythe1 Is the sequel them getting the soup then? thenightetc eheheheheh. FeralDog hhhhhhhhhhhhaa Starscreamapillar Well, that was nonsense. And the song plays on. FeralDog leave him sherriff, he might learn independence FeralDog or die either works thenightetc Seems a bit foolish to let him see them and their new car, but hey. Me Does anyone know if the sequels are any good? And by good, I mean funny. Starscreamapillar I have no idea. thenightetc Never seen them, I'm afraid. This was the first time I'd seen *this* one. Me Shall we give the sequel a try? Starscreamapillar I think so. thenightetc Yes! Starscreamapillar I want to see more cares destroyed. Me Agreed! thenightetc "SMokey and the Little Boy by US Dept Of Agriculture"? Me Assuming I can find it. thenightetc Goodness, doctor, I hope you're over 18. Blythe1 Those putlocker ad popups are always annoying. Me My virgin optics! Me The description sounds terrible. I'm already glad we're watching this. thenightetc Well, you know how sequels are. Starscreamapillar We cannot have too much quality viewing. thenightetc Oh my god, that's really his name? FeralDog wwwwwwwwwwwwwwwhat thenightetc Uh FeralDog this is a great intro Blythe1 Still not the worst political campaign I've ever seen Me What a quality movie. Hah! FeralDog agent orange??? Starscreamapillar Agent Orange. FeralDog is that nascar with semis thenightetc ...Maybe? Blythe1 I want to try this sport Starscreamapillar How boring would that be to watch. FeralDog my god that is bringing it clear back to its roots (before it went 'legit' as a sport NASCAR was for bootleggers to show off their skills) thenightetc Oh, huh! Me Interesting! Starscreamapillar Skillful use of grainy stock footage to get around needing to crash a truck of their own. thenightetc Those are some loud suits. FeralDog they almsot remind me of Gideon Gleeful thenightetc ...Oh god, you're right. FeralDog uh Me Oh bolts. thenightetc Gosh, are you SURE you don't want to stop the movie and play the titty game? Starscreamapillar Nothing like hostage advertising. Blythe1 Does that ever work, do you think? Starscreamapillar It must, or they wouldn't waste the time on it. Me "Good suggestion! Goodbye, movie!" Starscreamapillar Not even drinking the terrible Coors he was running. Me He hasn't sunk *that* low. Starscreamapillar Who wears embroidered rose jackets? Me Oh, he's dead. Blythe1 Are we Weekending at Bernies this one? Me I would kill to see that. Starscreamapillar Indeed, that would be very amusing. thenightetc He's already dead. Are those ones Starscreamapillar Turns out they are all ones. Starscreamapillar Why did he give the extremely drunk man the money? Blythe1 Oh that relationship they built up over a long afternoon of being pursued by the cops didn't work out, who knew? Me Hah! Blythe1 Oh that relationship they built up over a long afternoon of being pursued by the cops didn't work out, who knew? Me Hah! Starscreamapillar . . . . Sure it was. thenightetc ...Can't believe she's marrying him after all. I mean, look who she'll have for a father-in-law thenightetc Or maybe she's not SHe doesn't exactly look happy to be there Oh my god Blythe1 Is he wearing an Iron Cross Klan medallion there? thenightetc Oh my god thenightetc Oh my god FeralDog wwwwwhaaaaaaat thenightetc .......... Blythe1 Well that escalated quickly Starscreamapillar I feel like I am stuck in a horrible time loop. FeralDog wait she should be marrying him for a controllable fool. just wait for father in law to die thenightetc Aren't they on a time limit? Starscreamapillar Of course they are. thenightetc It's been a day? At this rate he could just go by himself and not speed. Blythe1 Guys, literally nobody cares about your love lives. Just get in the cars and start crashing into things Starscreamapillar How is her showing up supposed to make things better? Me Doesn't everyone want to see their favorite charming, attractive becoming characters tragic and dirty? Starscreamapillar Where did his hat go? thenightetc ...... Blythe1 I assume there are car chases in this? thenightetc This sure is a lot of time they're wasting Has the time limit not started yet? Blythe1 Or is it a comedy about him getting healthy at some sort o f spa? Starscreamapillar Why does he have to even be in shape to drive the car? FeralDog we don't need to see him crawl out of the hole just show him gettin in gear Starscreamapillar . . . . Blythe1 Nope Starscreamapillar No. FeralDog how long did this take? Starscreamapillar Too long. thenightetc Apparently at least several days Of however much time they had Me By the Allspark, they've so painstakingly extracted literally everything that made the original fun. Starscreamapillar Truly, it is the essence of a sequel. Blythe1 Why did they even need him? If they had enough time to sober him up and then drive down to Florida at a leisurely pace, then they had enough time to not need him anyway. Starscreamapillar Because they could not sell the movie without the promise of Burt Reynolds. Me We all have. Blythe1 lol thenightetc well Blythe1 If he is so famous now, how did he not end up in jail after the last movie? thenightetc I guess it's a very specific level of famous. Starscreamapillar Apparently in this reality they have to actively catch you in the act to arrest you. thenightetc So THIS is why they'll be on the run this time. Starscreamapillar I hope the crate is full of exotic flowers, or something equally nonsensical. thenightetc They didn't tell him what they'd be transporting, huh. Blythe1 If they are supposed to be in Miami, why are they all wearing warm clothing? Starscreamapillar . . . . Me How very zany. thenightetc Stealth 0. Blythe1 This script was written via madlibs, right? thenightetc That sounds like a problem for the other guys. ...Huh. Blythe1 I guess we've answered the question of whether the sequels are any good... thenightetc So get him to use all his bullets. FeralDog 4 out a 6 thenightetc HA Me Apparently, that elephant's 60 years old and living in the "worst zoo for elephants." So there's that. thenightetc Well, that's cheerful. Blythe1 I assume these were famous sportsball players of the day? thenightetc Wouldn't it have been faster to just keep going? thenightetc Well, maybe not Blythe1 Well that is handy Starscreamapillar How are they feeding this elephant? Unless they want to deliver it dead. thenightetc I guess they're just not going to feed it for a few days?? Me And warm, and bloated. Me Of course, a vet is what she needs. Not food or water or anything. FeralDog mob doctor? thenightetc "check out my sick elephant" Starscreamapillar . . . . I feel like this doctor would get along well with Mudflap and Skids. Blythe1 Oh, now. He's bad, but not that bad. Starscreamapillar Are you certain about that? thenightetc Oh no Oh no, he's going to join them, isn' the FeralDog i wouldn't want that doc anywhere near me Blythe1 That is the 2nd time he's mentioned being a gynaecologist, I'm guessing the twist is the elephant turns out to be pregnant. thenightetc Can't wait to see the miracle of elephant birth again! FeralDog just a normal day in florida, if gas station guy is any clue thenightetc ...well, THIS is safe Blythe1 I'm not sure if this is crueller to the elephant, or the audience? Me This is a nightmare. FeralDog pfft thenightetc poor guy FeralDog ahahahhahaha Starscreamapillar . . . . Even the slapstick is flaccid. thenightetc hahahaha Blythe1 Okay, it is four AM here, so I gotta go get at least an hour's sleep. It is a shame I can't stick around and see if this movie has a joke in it at some point 😃 thenightetc Oh my god. FeralDog this is a bad idea Blythe1 Seriously, I gotta go get some sleep.. This has been fun catching up with all of you again, goodnight now. Starscreamapillar Rest well. thenightetc Night! Me Good night! Thank you for joining us in this mess! Me Stop talking. thenightetc The stirrup. Starscreamapillar They still have not fed it. thenightetc ...Oh my god. The mural on the truck is some guys getting held up by a bandit THAT'S subtle Starscreamapillar It is the same mural as the first movie's truck. thenightetc I know! I just didn't notice it before thenightetc Do they have time for this Starscreamapillar In a hurry? Might as well take a very long break to harass an elephant, and flirt painfully. thenightetc Welp, Blythe was right Me You're going to have a dead baby elephant if you don't feed it. FeralDog aiehgkdl thenightetc ....... oh jeez FeralDog let the elephant stay outside a while, she'll eat some trees or something and be fine Me "I'll let you touch me in the warm places if you don't hurt the elephant anymore than you already have." thenightetc Are they trying to imply the elephant wants to......... 😕 Starscreamapillar Yes they are. Me ... thenightetc And the song going "spend the night in charlotte" Me NO. thenightetc I mean.... really........ thenightetc REALLY. FeralDog bandit, just wait till she's dropped off to go after Frog. humor the elephant. thenightetc ...Why did it explode Starscreamapillar It always explodes. Starscreamapillar Was that supposed to be a joke? thenightetc *facepalm* oh my god you have time for this shit? Starscreamapillar 'You come out here and love me' FeralDog channeling gala Fluttershy here Me You've done nothing but hurt this elephant. thenightetc oh god. FeralDog whh Starscreamapillar Sure, leave the elephant to some kid you just found. Me Definitely the actions of someone who cares about children and elephants. thenightetc Uh oh. Starscreamapillar Why did the movie even bother with a time limit when they are just going to ignore it? thenightetc A mystery indeed. FeralDog well my oven dinged. ttyl possibly thenightetc Have fun! thenightetc This is just.... sad. thenightetc uh Uh Me This is a dumpster fire. Starscreamapillar And not even an entertaining dumpster fire. thenightetc That can't be comfortable for her Me This is an hour and forty minutes of a drunk abusing an elephant. thenightetc How did he not see them there Was it because they were out of frame. Starscreamapillar . . . . Skids and Mudflap would fit right into this mess. thenightetc Is he a Mountie thenightetc Wow, he even has a, uh moustache. what a uh interesting.... statement..... Starscreamapillar Why did they even bother bringing the Bandit? No one is after the stolen elephant. He's just useless. Starscreamapillar And that is not the correct way to cut someone off. thenightetc Why are the others agreeing to this I mean.... half of them are from CANADA, apparently? Starscreamapillar They have no jurisdiction in Texas? thenightetc Definitely not. thenightetc Maybe they're retired and stole the cars. Starscreamapillar . . . . And they came from where? And why? thenightetc Oh, you know truckers! They just have endless time to screw around fighting cops They're not on right schedules or anything. Starscreamapillar Everyone is going to jail. And the morgue. thenightetc *tight schedules Starscreamapillar Dead. thenightetc "Luckily, nobody died!" thenightetc How, uh, how long is left? Starscreamapillar Forever. Starscreamapillar No. Me Ten minutes. Starscreamapillar That is not how that works. thenightetc I feel like there's no way that would work Especially not with the elephant Me For Pit's sake, even *I* know how elephants give birth. thenightetc You sure do! (You're welcome.) Starscreamapillar I am glad that I do not know the mechanics. Me It's...torrential. thenightetc I'm sure I could find the video again 😃 Kidding. I'm kidding. Starscreamapillar I am not asking for specifics. thenightetc oh come on thenightetc Elephants don't have the right equipment to cry out of sadness, btw. That's just eye lubrication, basically. It runs out of their eyes all the time. Starscreamapillar I was aware of that. Me They're going to take his thumbs. thenightetc I'm just saying. thenightetc He's spent a lot of the money on bribes already ...Is the trans am... towing the elephant?? Me A beautiful two year old baby. thenightetc Wow, they really DID take a long time about this. Starscreamapillar They stole that elephant from the Texas governor. Me As you do. thenightetc What were they going to do, deliver it? thenightetc ..... Me "Young black boy" Me Alright, we're done with that. But before we end the night... thenightetc That is quite a large delta in quality. Is this the elephant thenightetc (I know you've seen this one before, but https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6Ll5y2hZdCI ) Starscreamapillar If all dogs do go to heaven, why is there a dog hell to begin with? thenightetc It doesn't get a lot of business, admittedly. Me It's full of vacuum cleaners and strangers on the lawn. thenightetc awwwww Me And that, my friends, is the note we end the night on. Starscreamapillar Very well! Thank you for hosting another bemusing movie night. Me Thank you for making it memorable, as always! thenightetc First movie--entertaining. Second movie--entertaining in a different way. Thanks for hosing! Me Always a pleasure! Good night! Starscreamapillar Good night. thenightetc Good night!
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