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the-cat-and-the-birdie · 8 months

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Character Hyperfixation Talk: Cravings

[I talk about Character Hyperfixation, Maladaptive Daydreaming (potentially fictive??), Neurodivergency, and what it's like for me personally - in terms of Hobie Brown]

(Actual footage of me staring at a picture of Hobie Brown)

One of the things that happens a lot when it comes to Character Hyperfixations are cravings.

Although it's super common to get the compulsion to look into things that trigger your fixations - but with character fixations, it can be so much stronger, and even moreso - emotional when we get these cravings.

Some days its easier, for me at least. Sure, I'll still be thinking about Hobie and how much I appreciate him - but I won't need to see him.

And then there are days like today - where I experience 'cravings' for lack of a better word.

I REALLY wanna see Hobie. Like I can't stress this enough.

It's hard to describe HOW visually and mentally stimulating Hobie is to me during times like this. And although it may sound like a humorous exaggeration, I do genuinely feel the urge to stare at these photos, and to focus on nothing but them.

During these times, pictures of Hobie, or watching his scenes are extra stimulating to me, and they can make me excited or just really happy. Like seeing someone you grew up with come home from the military - literally that mental and physical response.

Sometimes I can feel it in my body, like a light or happy feeling in my chest.

The details draw me in more - even small unnoticable details, or ones that don't matter at all.

For me, this only really works if it's art OF Hobie - as in direct screenshots of the movie. And although I love fanart - only 'Actual' Hobie helps the urge any.

Today, this photo was particularly interesting to me.

For small details like the shading on his ears - the three different shades of brown they use. Or the shading of the tendon in his neck. I wanna touch it. Or the studs on the back of his jacket and how realistically they're placed. Or his eye color which we don't get to see often. The lighting of the orange light so close is GREAT and the earring-

I can go on and on.

It's not like this everyday - though I do have to look at Hobie and set aside time for daydreaming everyday.

But cravings are also really hard to satisfy.

Photos help, and videos too. But, to understand where I'm coming for, I have to explain that there is a fully-formed Hobie in my mind. As in a whole personality, independent of a lot of my control.

He exists in his own detailed space. He tells me what he wants about his character, and if I don't know something, it feels more like not knowing a fact that you know exists (like not knowing how tall a celebrity but knowing they have to have a height) vs a creator who can't think up a detail to give a character.

If I don't know Hobie's favorite color - I can't just decide it's purple. I have to ask him. And if I decide something without asking him, it feels wrong.

Sometimes he may tell me an answer I don't like - too bad. He said what he said, and because he's independent enough in my psyche and daydreams to do that, I have to deal with it.

The photos and videos I watch will never exactly replicate the form of Hobie inside of me, so they'll always be a sense of longing there, so long as I can't be in the same room with him - which NOT POSSIBLE.

So cravings are moreso a feeling of longing that with character hyper-fixations that you kinda have to wait to pass.

If you're lucky, maybe the form or fixation in your head is fully formed enough to comfort you on this front, or if you can daydream them vividly enough that can help. But it's never fully gone until it passes.

A lot of time I can't tell how much of a 'Daydream' it is.

I know what's reality and what's in my head - I just don't know how much of it I'm consciously coming up with.

Because a lot of times I don't feel in control. Sometimes Hobie will do or tell me something that surprises me, or that I kinda feel iffy about. Or Diane will have an emotional response that..I be like 'girl...'

Recently I even had Hobie introduce me to another character, who can talk to me directly. He chose to do this. For a long time I wanted to meet his character - his MJ - but Diane was scared, and Hobie was hesitant. So she wasn't in the picture.

But then yesterday Diane and Hobie rushed through a couple daydreams showing Diane growing emotionally through a dark time, and then boom, Hobie is like okay i think its time and suddenly his MJ is there, basically fully formed, her relationship already pretty solidified and defined.

Without me doing anything. Like I'm just sitting there like I'm sitting in the middle of a room at a party with people talking at me.

Whatever they are, the forms seem to have distinct personalities, wants, emotions, and feelings about each other. And towards me too????

Yesterday Hobie and Diane were extremely quiet. Okay, so I asked them what was up and they showed me all that stuff with Diane that was pretty heavy. Makes sense why they were so quiet.

But then today, Diane is like 'I miss Hobie, I want to see Hobie. Let me be with him-' a.k.a hey go daydream I got stuff to do.

And in doing so - I don't know if it's me craving Hobie so she does as a reflection of my behavior cause she's not independent or real or idk if she wants time with him because yesterday she didn't get a lot of time with him even though I was fine not daydreaming a lot yesterday, only curious - SO I'm???????????? HUH??????

And now MJs here and that's another person 'on the houseboat' where they live AND ITS A LOT

Anyway. That's me ranting and talking about hyperfixation cravings and daydreams and the gang doing things realll suddenly and yeah.

If you relate to any of these experience ID LOVE TO HEAR like if you experience cravings or if you have daydreams, if the people in them are independent/can do things you dont want etc etc

Bye.

#atsv #hobie brown #neurodivergency #neurodivergent #actually adhd #actuallyaudhd #actually autistic #actuallyautistic #madd #fictives #sysblr #systems #ADHD #autism #AuDHD #hyperfixation #hyperfixations

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thewingedbaron · 3 months

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BG 3 Fic Feb: DAY ONE

It's day one of fic feb! I'll be doing the SFW list, so have no fear! I have no idea how long these are going to be, I'm just going to write scenes until they feel like they're finished. (thank you to @mishtress and @writ3rstears for setting this up!!)

I'll be using my lovely Gloomstalker Ranger Alyss for the this. You might know her from my other fics :) But without further ado, let's get into it!

(I'll be getting some more screenshots of my lovely ranger for each fic!)

Day One: What was Tav doing before they were captured?

Alyss strode from the gates of the city with a deep furrow on her brow. She gently tossed a sack of jingling coins from hand to hand, marveling at how much lighter it was than it should have been. This, she decided, was bullshit.

For nearly two weeks she’d tracked a known killer and burglar through the slums of Baldur’s Gate. For nearly two weeks she’d crawled through mud and gods knew what else to track down a man worth a paltry sum of gold. When she had finally found him, he ran, leading her on a wild chase through the city and out into the countryside where she had finally taken him down a few miles outside of Rivington. Then she’d slung the man across her saddle and dragged him all the way back to the city, only for the Iron Fist to pay her half of the man’s worth. Hells, she’d even brought the bastard back alive, and they still short changed her. Something about a change in management cutting down on smaller bounties to make more room for bigger targets. It all smelled like shit to her, though maybe that was just her.

Alyss sighed, pocketing the small coin purse as she retrieved her horse. Dashneur huffed as she padded the reins over his head and led him back out into the street. At least she’d made enough to keep them both fed for a few more days. It was time to head back out into the wilds, she decided, swinging up into Dashnuer’s saddle. The outposts tended to have the more interesting bounties anyway. Despite herself, a small smile touched Alyss’ face. It would be good to get away from the city for a while.

“Alright buddy, let’s get a move on.” She murmured, stroking Dashnuer’s chestnut hair. “We’ll grab something to eat on the way out of town okay?”

The horse snorted in reply, fixing her with a sympathetic stare.

“Yeah, I know. No sense in pouting over it. We’re more likely to get a copper from the Counting House clerics than we from the Iron Fist. We’ll survive.”

Dashnuer shook his mane by way of reply. Alyss smiled, patting his flank. “Alright, you can complain. I’ll just keep doing all the work then.”

Alyss flicked the reins gently, setting the horse off at trot. The crowds parted as the broad shouldered beast made his way across the bridge away from the city. The wilds, Alyss thought, that’s just what I need for a bit. A chance to reset and-

The crowds began to part a little too quickly as Alyss became aware of a second sound. The alarm bells of the city were ringing. She spun in the saddle to look back at the city just as a dark shadow passed overhead. It was like a ship, but unlike any boat she had ever seen. The prow resembled a sailing ship well enough, but the stern, the stern, hosted a great fixture like a snail shell. It was dragging eight, massive ribbons that seemed to move of their own accord. No, not ribbons. Alyss’ heart jumped into her throat as she realized the ship sprouted eight tentacles that were dragging along the streets of Baldur’s Gate. As the shadow passed overhead, she tried to coax Dashnuer into a gallop, but the crowds fleeing from the strange flying ship blocked his path. With a nervous whinny, he reared, forcing some of the nearby bodies back to buy them a little space.

It was not enough. Alyss watched in horror as one of the massive tentacles descended upon them.

“Come on boy. Come on! We can-”

Something heavy slammed into Alyss’ back. Suddenly, she was falling. Flying. Then falling again. Darkness rushed to meet her, and Alyss saw no more.

#BG3FicFeb #bg3 fanfic prompt #baldur's gate oc #baldur's gate iii #baldurs gate 3 #writers on tumblr #bg3 fanfic #bg3 #thewingedbaron #this will be so fun!!

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sirthisisa-wendys · 2 years

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Open Doors (Part 3): Chifuyu Matsuno x Fem!Reader

synopsis: Baji is dead. The tug on Chifuyu’s heart isn’t gone after twelve years, not by a long shot. But when he meets you, he seeks redemption, if only in the thought that he should be able to save you from anything and everything. Including yourself.

wc: 972

tw: yandere!chifuyu, fluff

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"Baji," Chifuyu whispers to the ceiling. "Did you send her to me so I could save her?" With his arm tucked under his head, Chifuyu stares at the blank expanse of the wall, wondering what his old friend would have to say. Things had lined up too neatly, too perfectly.

First, you came into his shop to retrieve a leash for your cat costume. He and Baji shared Peke J, so maybe Baji was giving him a signal that you were something they would share, too. Like a secret.

Hanma had been involved - through shady dealings and underground business but involved nonetheless - like he'd been involved in Baji's death. "Did I do the right thing?"

Of course, you did the right thing, Chifuyu can hear Baji affirm with a small smile. You always do the right thing.

Chifuyu braces himself each day he opens the shop, body tensed for the moment when you'll walk through the door with your beautiful smile. Sixteen hours and twenty-one days pass, and Chifuyu feels his hope for another encounter slip through his fingers. After closing the shop, he'd sat outside your apartment complex for a few hours each night. But no one came in or out of your home past eight o'clock, that was certain.

"It's no use," he moans to Kazutora, who eyes him cautiously. "She won't come back."

"She will," Kazutora mumbles as he scans in product. "You just have to be patient." But patience is something Chifuyu isn't good at. And so, he finds himself staging an interaction with you during his lunch hour, asking Kazutora to take charge for a little while as he drives around to where you work - information gifted to him courtesy of your Facebook account.

It's a humble building - not one you would expect to house a marketing company - but it's just two stories and has two entryways and three exits. Chifuyu fumbles with his "Overstock" cap (thieved from an idling delivery truck), praying the fake box of mail is enough to get him through the door and to the mail room, where you'd be.

"I have a delivery for... Tania Lau." The front desk man looks up from his computer (his look informs him that Chifuyu is obviously bothering him) and thumbs behind him.

"Delivery room is to the right of the elevators." Chifuyu smiles and nods, making his way behind the front desk to the blue and silver elevators. Without hesitation, he makes a right and stumbles directly into a busy room with four or five people milling about, shoving letters and packages into boxes.

"Um," Chifuyu breathes, looking about and playing the part of "confused new guy." "I have a package for Tania Lau?" One of the women points back to the last desk in the back of the room, directly towards you. Sheepishly, Chifuyu takes his time crossing the space between the front door and where you are, standing at a desk and typing something into the computer.

When e finally gets within sight of you, his heart begins to rush, and his palms clam up. You were just as beautiful as before, maybe glowing a bit now. "Package for the VP of sales," Chifuyu mumbles, and you look up, your eyes crinkling at the edges as you smile. Holy shit. Chifuyu's heart almost stops.

"I can take it."

"It's kind of heavy," Chifuyu lies. "Want me to put it..."

"You can put it right there," you mention, motioning to a large, empty table behind her. "I'll have the assistant come and get it for Mrs. Lau." Chifuyu sets the box down, then fiddles for the "delivery slip." Really, it's just a screenshot of the "item" on printer paper, then a few lines to make it seem like there need to be signatures.

"Can you sign this for me?" Chifuyu wonders, pulling out the folded-up piece of paper. You smile and take a pen from your desk holder, bending over a little to sign the slip. Chifuyu takes notice of the items on your desk - an image of your family on vacation, a jar of sand, a flag from... the USA? And then two calendars. One on paper and the other on a planner lying on your desk.

Days are squared off with green or red marker, and it doesn't take long for Chifuyu's eyes to zero in on the single square outlined in yellow. Birthday Party at The Secret Garden! Chifuyu beams as you hand him the slip, tucking the information away for later.

"Have we met before?" Chifuyu looks into your eyes, blinking a few times before replying. Remember me, remember me.

"Yeah, I might have seen you before," he chuckles. "This is just my side gig, but I--"

"Run a pet store," you finish for him. "You sold me the leash." Chifuyu nods, chuckling a little more.

"Yeah, did your pet destroy it?"

"She did..." I already know, Chifuyu wants to say but doesn't. You flash him a gentle smile, and he looks at you with wonder. There's no way you didn't send her to me, Baji. She's perfect.

"You can return it still. I'll be at the shop later on if you want to swing by." You grimace, looking down.

"But I don't get off until eight..."

"I'll keep the store open for you."

"Oh, would you?" You bat your eyelashes at Chifuyu, and suddenly, all he can think about is you coming in to return the leash, leaning over the counter to whisper sweet nothings into his ear. "That's so sweet of you." He laughs, then looks away, rubbing his neck.

"I'll see you later on, then." Chifuyu walks out of the mail room with a smile he can't manage to wipe off his face for the rest of the day.

#chifuyu matsuno #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x reader #chifuyu matsuno x reader

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weepinglevi · 3 years

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patience is a virtue

summary: college!au. all aged up. eren and reader continue with their sexual escapades. find part one here! warnings: 18+ minors dni. dirty text messages, dirty talk. dom!eren and bratty reader (i suppose?). throat fucking and semi-public sex. (no p in v tho) word count: around 3.5k A/N: i have a love/hate relationship with this eren ahaha, he's been ruling my brainrot ever since the last part so i hope you enjoy! there will be a part three eventually, so be on the lookout for that! enjoy your read and feedback is greatly appreciated! xx

you awake to your phone vibrating somewhere next to you. the hope of it only being a one-time occurrence quickly proven to be false as it just wouldn't stop. brr-brr. a second of silence. brr-brr. pause. brr-brr.

taking a mental note to never go to sleep again without turning off your phone, you roll over to your other side and try to ignore it. you could simply answer the texts, but that meant you'd have to open your eyes. and that whoever was texting you would win this weird battle you've just come up with in your head.

"if you don't pick up your goddamn phone, i'll smack you over the head with it," sasha groans from the other side of your shared dorm, words coming slurry with her tiredness.

brr-brr.

"i could also stick it up your ass, your decision," a pillow comes flying to your head, serving as enough of a warning for you to sit up in your bed, rubbing the sleep from your eyes.

"quit moaning, i'll turn it off now," you yawn, feeling around your bed for your phone, "you never hear me complaining about the shit you do in the middle of the night."

"that's because my shit is funny and not fucking annoying," she scoffs, followed by a muted thump as she is sinking back down into her pillows. sasha's way of ending the conversation.

you find your phone half-tucked underneath your pillow, the display already lighting up again. someone is desperate for attention, you think to yourself and unlock your phone with an annoyed sigh. the messages were coming from an unknown number.

thinking about your wet pussy. this is eren, btw. historia gave me your number. i told her you wouldn't mind you don't mind, do you?

in a matter of seconds, your heart is beating in your throat once more, just like this afternoon in that godforsaken computer lab. ears growing hot at his words, you could almost imagine the sound of him laughing at you again. with trembling fingers, you scroll down further.

anyway, let's do it again sometime i told you. i'll never let you forget about how you moaned my name i'm also not forgetting about how badly i want to fuck that pretty mouth of yours, so it's a win-win see ya, then

staring down at your phone, you don't know if you should answer him. and even if you would answer his texts, what the hell should you say? "fucking bastard," the words escaping your mouth before even realizing that you'd better keep quiet. the only thing that could make this situation any worse was if sasha were to wake up again.

scratch that, you think as you see eren's new messages.

how badly do you want to suck my cock? you looked really hot today, covered in my cum what, you're shy again?

there are two ways this could go: either you stand up, put on some clothes, and then go to eren's dorm to let hell rain upon him - or simply mute your phone and ignore him. deciding to go with the latter, you lie back down and save his number as "fuckhead", a small grin forming on your face. if he wants to be childish, then you can be, too.

the display still lighting up at a steady pace, you have to fight the urge to open his other messages. to physically prevent yourself from grabbing your phone again, you put your hands between your thighs and sigh. what the hell have i gotten myself into?

"so, who am i gonna have to teach some manners today?", sasha asks in the morning, "because there are only two valid reasons for sending that many texts in the middle of the night," she sits up in her bed and bends over to reach for her phone, "either someone's dead or there's a food sale."

cringing at the thought of having to read the countless other messages eren has sent throughout the night, you try to laugh at her comment, "of course, when there's food involved, you're all for it."

"girl's gotta eat," she claims, thankfully being too distracted by something on her phone to notice your strange behavior, "i'm gonna be back later than usual today, connie wants me to be his wingman again."

starting to go off on a tangent about how connie should just get a dating app already, sasha's words become more of background noise to you. you want to know what he wrote. what he has in store for you. at the same time, you curse yourself out. you're turning into a headless chicken and all of it because of eren fucking yeager?

you nod here and there, offering her a "yes" at what you believe to be fitting moments, desperately hoping she doesn't catch up on your restlessness. all the while the two of you are getting ready for the day. this goes on for a few more minutes and you have no clue what she's talking about now, so you decide to grab your phone and stand up.

"i'm gonna go for a run around campus, you want coffee?" you blurt out, interrupting her monologue. the device in your hand feels as if it's burning through your skin. slipping into your trainers, you're already halfway out the room, her perplexed "uh- yes, please," being muffled by the door closing behind you.

it's still warm outside - not as hot as yesterday, but warm enough for you to be glad to have forgotten your cardigan earlier. you let out a deep breath, trying to clear your mind. even though you told sasha you'd be out for a run, you walk at a slow pace.

some people are already wandering around campus, most of them on their way to a lecture. at this time in the morning, everyone has their heads full with their own worries so no one notices you slowly making your way off-campus.

arriving at a little park surrounded by trees, you sit down on the bench farest off. you notice your heart fluttering like the wings of a hummingbird when pulling the phone out of your back pocket. fuck him, you think once again while typing in your code. fuck him for making me feel this way.

12 unread messages.

didn't seem all too shy when i had my hand wrapped around your throat no need to play hard to get when i already had you if that makes sense? haven't fucked you yet doesn't mean i won't get to fuck you

all you want is to feel appalled by these messages. to screenshot them and send them to the dean. maybe even to his mother. sickened with yourself though, you already feel the familiar warmth creeping up your body, curling up in your abdomen.

i know you want it, too how fucking needy you were for me getting yourself off in public to the thought of me maybe you can tell me what exactly you were thinking of? gonna make sure to let your dreams come true, princess

pet names? you clench your fist at the thought of eren leaning over you, breathing the word princess into your ear. you have an inkling that he'd say it mockingly; spitting it out whilst gathering your hair in a ponytail, arching your back forcefully, and slamming his length into you without mercy.

no. you hate pet names. at least, you've always hated them.

i'm gonna find out if you're ignoring me right now remember, you're not the best actress. fucking suck at it, actually wouldn't want to be punished now, would we?

his last message echoed in your head. still coming to terms with the fact of what happened yesterday, now you have to deal with a whole new revelation: eren yeager being a cocky motherfucker pushing all the right buttons for you. even though you want to blast his ass for this, the mere thought of him being near you again is too sweet of an imagination.

you want to play this game, too. for whatever reason keep on riding this high, and you just know that no one could do it quite as well as eren can. somehow you can only imagine taking him on this ride with you, no one else.

so, in that manner you decide to ignore his messages. if he's desperate enough to keep on sending them in the middle of the night, you're sure it won't be long until he sends another text. and it would give him enough reason to try and punish you, whatever that might entail – you're excited to find out. fucking nervous, too. but then again, who wouldn't be?

you stand up and put your phone in your back pocket, a sense of excitement surrounding your steps as you turn left to make your way to the nearest coffee shop.

"something tells me you're ignoring me," of course, the moment eren's voice comes up behind you, you fucking flinch like a little bird that's been scared away, "mostly because i've seen you reading the messages, but what do i know?"

you turn to see him clutching his heart dramatically, "don't play with my feelings like this," he swoons, bringing one hand to his forehead. he's laughing again, all white teeth and bright smiles – you realize this is the kind of eren you rarely get to see. not the cocky bastard he normally portrays; right now, he seems to be a happy-go-lucky kind of guy, just enjoying himself. still, you want to show him that you can play just as well as he can.

crossing your arms in front of your chest, you slightly raise a brow, trying your hardest to not look as nervous as you feel. it's a lost cause though because you can already feel the tips of your ears glowing with heat again. can't things go my way for once? just once? you think and chew the inside of your cheek. you felt so sure of yourself just moments ago. how the hell can he have this sort of effect on you?

suddenly, his whole demeanor changes. before, he seemed laid-back, entertained by the game he played with you. now he leans forward, hands in the pockets of his jacket and an almost cruel smile forming on his lips, "don't try to challenge me in this. you'll lose."

you know that you should feel frightened. terrified, even. he's looking like a lion preparing to jump the antelope, a sense of alarming calmness around him that's causing the small hairs on your neck to stand up. but alas, the way he's looking at you seems to have the same effect on you his scent has.

"i told you not to ignore me," eren says and takes a few steps closer to you, "yet here you are, doing it again." the chuckle leaving his lips a stark contrast to his stern gaze, still trained on you. somehow, you feel awfully small again - still not frightened, though. you stare right back at him, tilting your head slightly as if you wanted to say "so what?"

"are you seriously that desperate to be punished?"

better now than never, you think and once again place a courtly smile on your lips, "seems like it."

for a split second, you see eren's smug look turn into a genuine smile. realizing that you're up for his game, he lets out a smooth whistle, "you do surprise me."

"if you wouldn't always be so full of yourself, i'm sure you'd have recognized this sooner," you can feel the confidence growing in yourself again. clinging on to it, you take a step toward him, "i'm full of surprises."

"oh, yeah? i bet you are," from the corner of your eye, you can see him lifting his hand. before thinking twice about it, you bat it away, "i'm not one for public displays of affection."

oh, it is on– eren's smirk turns into a full-fledged grin as he takes a grip of your wrist, "you sure about that?" lifting your hand to his face, for a short moment you think he's going to suck on your fingers again. but all he does is place a faint kiss on the back of your hand, "didn't seem like it yesterday."

"you weren't supposed to see."

"but i'm so glad i did," he leans forward, the two of you standing so close you can feel his breath on your face, "or else we wouldn't have this kind of fun right now."

still having a hold of your hand, he lifts his other to your jaw, gently tracing his thumb across your lower lip, "you looked so pretty in your skirt yesterday."

taking a leap of faith, you grab his hand, holding it in place and letting your tongue run across the tip of his thumb before biting down playfully. there's a hiss and then eren pulls away and grabs your arm, "come with me."

finally, you think and let him guide you to wherever he wants, let's have some fun, then.

on your way out of the park, you pass jean and marco. even though they stand to greet eren, he just raises his hand whilst not breaking his pace, "gotta go, have an assignment to work on."

"never seen you that determined, but go off," jean laughs.

before you know it, you're inside one of the countless maintenance sheds. pushing you against the wall, eren's movements seem to become more and more erratic by the second. pinning your arms over your head, he's looking down at you, breathing heavily. "you have no idea what you just got yourself into," licking his lips, he chuckles.

"oh, but i think i actually do," you smile innocently, fucking glad to have found your normal self again. admittedly, eren threw you off your game since yesterday – but it's just going to play into your hands now. he won't see it coming until it's hitting him straight in the face; that you're just as messed up as he seems to be.

"then prove it," he breathes against your ear, "tell me how badly you want it."

the stuffy air inside the dimly lit shed doesn't help with keeping eren's scent away from you. being so close to him, looking up into his shadowed face and right into his dilated eyes; you're like putty in his hands. you try to move forward, to touch him in some way because you just know that he'll feel so good under your skin.

"now now, princess," he moves even closer, wedging you between himself and the wall, "how about we learn some patience, first?"

you nod, but then grind up against his thigh, hissing through your teeth, "i worry i'll be a real handful." you know you could very well move your hands, too – eren seems to still be testing the waters as to how far he can go with you. but with him actually letting you grind on him; you decide to play into his hands.

your breaths grow quicker as you keep on, pace becoming erratic. all you want is to get rid of your track pants – come to think of it, what you actually want is eren under you whilst you continuously bounce on his cock. you want to hear him call you princess and immediately after call you his little whore because that's exactly what you are.

eren has a little smile on his lips and you know you should ask yourself why – because you're doing exactly what he has forbidden you to do – but you're too far gone. the heat growing, you feel your knees buckle but he's holding you up; one hand now resting on your waist for support. you're so close –

and then he pulls away from you, nearly causing you to topple over. chest heaving, you place your hands on your knees for balance, "what the fuck was – "

"patience is a virtue," interrupting you with a laugh, but his voice heavy with lust, "thought i might give you a lesson you're ought to remember."

you look up to see eren palming his erection through his pants, standing about an arm's length away from you, "but i have to admit, hearing you getting yourself off is fucking hot."

biting your teeth together, you straighten up and take a step toward him – only for him to click his tongue in disapproval, "you're gonna stay right there," tugging at his pants he raises his eyebrow, "i told you what i want, get on your knees for me."

"the fuck i will," you spit out and make a move again, grasping for his waistband. but eren is quick to take a hold of your hand and pushes you back to the wall, "come on, now, princess," he chuckles but his eyes are concentrated at you, "you want this, don't you?". he's asking for permission, the thought feeling very comforting to you. and also, very excited for what's about to come.

"of course, i do," you answer him earnestly, resting the back of your head against the wall, "or else i wouldn't be here."

"fantastic," he breathes, a little smile playing in the corners of his mouth, "then get down on your knees," placing his hands on your shoulders, weighing you down, "i won't ask again."

the change of tone in his voice has you nodding, slowly sinking onto your knees, you're bursting in anticipation. one hand finally pulling down his pants, he runs his other through your hair, then down your jaw until it comes to rest on your chin.

thumbing at your lower lip, he groans "do i have to be careful?"

you just shake your head no. then you break away from his gaze, fixing your eyes on the bobbing cock in front of you. it's tip leaking with precum already, you remember how badly you wanted to lick it away yesterday.

taking his cock at its base, you bend forward and slide your tongue around its head. the salty taste sending shudders down your spine, you make sure to lift your eyes again once you prepare to take it all down your throat. your other hand snakes up to his balls, slightly tugging them which earns you a moan from eren, and fuck, you're so wet at the sound alone, you let go of his cock and slide one hand down to your own center.

he gathers your hair in one hand, taking the base of his throbbing cock in the other, "bet this is what you thought of yesterday," he slowly but surely pulls your head in closer, "of how i fuck the words right out of you."

bucking your hips into your own hand, you can do nothing but whimper at his words. because yes, this is exactly what you imagined. he's only halfway in and you're already struggling to breathe, but not wanting him to stop you hold your breath and push down even further; trying desperately not to moan.

the tears in your eyes causing your vision to be blurry, you attempt to blink them away.

"shit – ", he's pumping into you now, rubbing the tears from your cheeks and then placing both his hands on your head, "you're doing so well – "

getting lost in his words, the fear of being caught is so far away; you finally moan around his cock. saliva soaking the hem of his shirt, you can't seem to take his whole length, no matter how hard you try. you're a fucking mess under him and the thought alone is nearly sending you over the edge.

he's trying to pull away now and you know he's close, so you snake your hand around his hip, hoping this is enough of a sign to him that if he dared to cum anywhere else than down your throat, you'd bite him.

"you really – " his voice is hoarse, "fuck – this is fucking perfect," he moans as he comes to the realization. leaning his arm against the wall behind you, he's fucking himself into your mouth, his panting and the sound of your choking filling the room.

you close your eyes to blink the tears away again, but eren pulls on your hair, "no – look at me."

with this the knot in your belly explodes, leaving you holding on to eren's hip as you ride the waves of electricity that are running through your body like lava.

"such a good little whore – " he's gone as well, holding your head in place as he's pumping his load down your throat, leaving you no other option than to swallow – which you eagerly do. you feel his legs shaking under your hands.

once again, eren hands you his shirt to clean your face. this time, you take it with a smile, noting that, "i still have your other one."

"don't worry, i'll come get it sometime when sasha's away," the two of you know exactly what this means – neither of you are planning on this to be over anytime soon.

"i'll let you know, then," you nod and stand up, hoping you don't look as well-fucked as you feel, and make your way to the door, "she's gone most of the time."

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dianagj-art · 3 years

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MIPHA! MIPHA! MIPHA!

I tried to do more of the screenshot/cinematic kinds look but I gave up and just bullshited the backgrounds bc I didn't wanted to look so plain but I also didn't want to do a background

anyways Mipha is here! it's Mipha time!

(Friendly remainder that what's bellow is just copy paste from my draft and there's probably a lot of typos and gramar mistakes)

More of Yiga Link AU

A group of young Zoras finds Link's body sinking on the river, south of the Minish Woods. They take him out to land and check on him, he is barely alive and they quickly take him all the way to Zora's domain. They send the fastest of them first to inform the princess and she meets them halfway.

Link's wounds are bad, but she still can heal him, they take him to the domain to keep an eye on him, besides he is still uncouncious. They set him up on that little area for other species when they visit, and Mipha had other healers take a proper look at him.

The princess buys him clothes from a merchant since his are barely existent with so many cuts. The zora recognize those cuts, they know the boy was on a Yiga attack and unfortunately, they find his tattoo behind his neck.

They are not idiots and they fear the boy might be a spy and all was just a set up, the princess still wants to talk to him. Mipha was no fool and she wasn't as naive as most people outside the Domain may think, but she was curious, and there was a feeling in her chest that told her there was more to know about this boy.

Link wakes up in unknown clothes, he has no idea of where he is but soon finds out as he started to look around. He remembers what happened and a hand grips his chest. He knows he shouldn't be alive.

"That was terrible wound you had there," The voice startled him and he instantly stood up to go into combat mode. "Don't stand, you are not fully healed yet." he really didn't have another option, there wasn't a part of his body that did't hurt and the pain brough him down to the bed again.

He looked up to see 3 zoras, two tall ones dressed in armor flanquing a smaller one in shinny red scales and dressed in zora jewerly. The princess.

"Don't be sacred" she said and gestured to her guards to stay put as she walked to him, "I just came to look on your wounds"

Link frowned at that, the princess? Coming here to check on a stanger's wounds? Yeah sure. Link remembers his tattoo and quickly hides it with a simple illution spell that wouldn't take that much of his stenght.

"Dont you have healers for that?" he asked coldly.

The princess laughed lightly "Yes," she admitted and stood by his bed, her amrs behind her body, holding her spear "and they know more about hylian anathomy than I do, but they can't do what i can. Your wounds were bad enough to require my assistance."

Link frowned again, "what does that mean?"

Mipha smiled and gestured at the bed, "Can I?" Link recoiled his legs, leting her space to sit down, the princess did, leaving her spead resting on the bed besides her, she extended her hand to him, "give me your arm" she said softly.

Link hessitaded but he rested his arm on her hand. She carefully took off his bandages and let exposed a deep cut on his forearm, the boy winced at the sight.

The princess then put her other hand above the wound and closed her eyes. Her palm started to glow and link gasped loudly. His arm started to feel cold and a bit numb, but the pain was gone, and soon the same sensation washed over his body. It was nice.

Mipha was focused on the wound but she looked up for a moment to catch his expresion, she smiled lightly and looked down again.

The light coming from her palm dimmed until it was gone and his exposed wound wasn't there anymore. Slowly, the pain came back to the rest of his body. Mipha let go off his hand and he lifted his arm to his eye level, twisting it one way and another, trying to see the trick but no, the wound was really gone.

"You... You really have healing powers..." he had herd the rumors but no yiga had actually seen it, just heard things from other people.

Mipha hummed a laugh, catching link's atention, "Outsiders are always so surprissed to see it" she stood up, taking the spear again, "I have other things to attend, but i'll come back to heal the rest of your wounds latter."

She leaves with her guards, a few minutes latter another group of zoras show up. Two of them check on his wounds and tell him to rest while the other two just guarded the entrance. He had a bad feeling, whenever he peeked an eye to the other room he saw a guard. He didn't know if that was normal or if it was because of him.

He rests, too tired to try and transport, and fully knowing that in this state he wouldn't be able to fight. He starts trying to form a plan to get out of there. Taking a swim was not an option, anywhere near water he would be an at disadvantage. He had to make it to the montains that sorrounded Zora's Domain, he could take a run for it once he were back to his feet, he had no idea if zoras were fast runners but they had short legs, he was sure he could outrun them. Once close to the montains he could teletrasnport himself to a higher place and away from them.

Tho he didn't know where to go from there. It's not like he could go back to the Hideout.

Mipha comes back that evening and heals two more of his wounds before leaving. Link is starting to think that maybe her healing magic tires him as much as illutions and trasportation tires him. It takes a few days for him to be fully healed, all the time he is forced to stay on the rooms to "rest"

All the time he feels uncomfortable, he feels watched. It gets worse when he is fully healed and the princess wants to give him a little tour around the domain, everyone always stares at him, or maybe they are looking at their princess and he was just being paranoid.

He had never been to Zora's domain, to be honest, he hadn't seen that much of Hyrule, and he was intrigued to see and learn more.

As they start to walk around the Domain a little red-scaled Zora runs to her and hugs her leg "Sidon!"

"I'm sorry princess," another Zora runs to her, "he's been running away the whole day, he doesn't wan't to do the jump"

"If you don't jump how am I going to teach you to climb waterfalls?" Mipha asked him and he just hugged her tighter, hiding behind her from his instructor.

Link quickly put two and two together and figures out he must be the young Zora Prince, but he was most concerned with the idea forming on his mind. Would they follow him if he jumped? He eyed an opening on the level they were on, and without really thinking about the heigh he kneeled down

"If I jump would you jump?" he asked Siron, "I can't swim as well as a zora would, so if i can make that jump I guess a zora prince would have no trouble doing it, right?"

Siron thinks for a moment then nods. Link walks to the edge and looks down to the long drop. "Having second thoughts?" Sidon's instructor asked him. Link just frowns at him, and takes a few steps back, he took off his shirt and dropped it before sprinting and jumping.

He hits the water gracefully and as he sinks he prapares to transport, but sees a lot of Zoras around him. He sees that at the bottom of the lake there's a whole underwater town that probably outstretched fartest of what he could see. He goes out to the surface and finds it quite hard to not let the current take him away, even when he was under their castle as there were underwater walls shielding him from the strong current of the main water fall of the domain. A few zora heads pop out, looking at him curious. Some heads look younger, maybe teens? And look at him impressed and exited

"SIDON!" Link lifts his gaze and sees someone had jump and the tiny zora splashed in the water. He looks around but the zora prince doesnt come out.

"OW!" something bites his toes and a tiny shark head pops out, sidon smiles with sharp teeth and giggles until the current starts to drag him out. Link lets him, surely other people would help their prince. But they dont they just look, and as much as the tiny zora tried the current kept draging him.

Link reaches out a hand and takes him, wraping his scaly hands around his neck as he swims to the base of the castle structure. He leaves sidon on the rock and climbs up too.

Mipha's head pops out behind him, "you swim quite well for a hylian" Link jumps in surprise, when had she jump? he didnt even see or hear her splash, "You are bleeding," she said and he lifted his feet off the water to see quite a deep bite. "SIDON!" mipha screams distressed, "how many times do i have to tell you it's impropper to bite others!" she lifted herself to the place they were sitting and patted the space between link and her, he puts there his feet and she healed him. As always he stared at her hand facinated.

"I have to thank you, for not letting the curent carry Sidon" she said, "you shouldn't have to, he is 23, he should be strong enough to be able to withstand it." link looks at sidon as he jumps into the water again swiming closer to the rocks. 23? "but I would have done the same" "and thank you for jumping, her instructor had been trying to make him jump all week"

Link looks at his foot and thinks of all the other wounds he had, all the wounds the yiga had made. "I should thank you," he said, "I should be dead. You saved me."

"those wounds were no accident, were they?" she asked, "the yiga were sent to kill you" Link nods, "but why?" he sruggs.

"I have to leave," he said softly, "but i'll hate to leave without paying back what you have done for me,"

Mipha smiles, "I'm sure we'll think of somehting," she stands up, "I know a place you can stay meanwhile. Sidon! Lets go!" he swims to them, his little back fin braking the surface, he jumps towards Link, mouth open. Link backs up but Mipha catches him on the air and hums a laugh. "I'll meet you at the top," she said to link and pointed over his shoulder "you can use the leadder to climb up."

Mipha swims up the waterfall they just jumped from with sidon on her back. They meet at the top and Mipha leaves sidon with his instructor. He runs to link when he shows up and tries to bite his leg, "My prince, dont do that!" the instructor pulls him away before he can do damage and sidon smiles with his spiky teeth.

"I have to apologyze for his behavior," Mipha said tho she is trying not to laugh, "His new teeth just came out and he has a need to bite eveything."

They walk to a village at the top of the mountain overseeing zora's Domain. Mipha pays him a night to stay and tells him good bye. Link is bafled that she has so much trust in him, he plans on just leaving, but he has a chance. He now knew and gained the trust of two zora royals. He knew they were the only heirs of the zora domain and since the king didn't had a mate... He could make a move. And maybe, he could be allowed back with his people.

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imaginetrahs · 4 years

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4. Is this a date or what?

Solana

This morning I woke up around nine o'clock and stayed in bed for a while. Oscar wasn't coming until 12:30 and currently it's only 10.

I got out bed with a heavy sigh, and walked to my closet looking for an outfit. I wanted to look good but not like I'm trying too hard. However, I don't want to look like I didn't try. I decided on a cropped thin strapped tank top with ripped jeans and a light flannel shirt. I looked in the mirror and paused thinking about the weather. I checked my phone and it said 85 degrees. I went to change my outfit, but took a picture first. I ended up trying on three different outfits, took pictures of them, and then sent them to the group chat before hopping in the shower.

Real Hot Girl Shit 🤪

Hot Girl Lana

Which one 😭

Read 10:15

Hot Girl Brae

The first one is really cute but so is the third one 😗

Sent 10:18

Hot Girl Ziy

Where are you going 🤔

Sent 10:20

Hot Girl Lana

Out with Oscar 😬

Read 10:50

Hot Girl Brae

Hot Girl Ziy

Hot Girl Brae

Hot Girl Lana

Ok it is not that serious 🙄

Read 10:58

Hot Girl Ziy

Actually it is

Read 11:05

Go with fit 3 bitch

Read 11:05

Hot Girl Lana

Thanks 😊

Read 11:08

I promise to tell y'all everything later

Read 11:10

After punching the air a few times I got dressed and put some mousse on my braids to lay down any flyaways. I didn't do any special makeup just my eyebrows, some lashes and some lip gloss. I walked out of my room to see Jamal sitting at the table eating cereal.

"Where are you going? Did you put sunscreen on because last time you didn't you got burned and then you cried and had me rub aloe all over you and I don't want to do that again." He got up to put his bowl in the sick and crossed his arms across his chest.

"Yes Jamal, damn." I walked around him to the fridge to grab a water.

"Where are you going?" He continued watching me from the counter.

"Out." I sat on the couch and turned the tv on. Reruns of love and hip hop were on so I decided to just watched that until it was time to go.

"Where?" I sighed and threw my head back on the couch.

"What is this? And interrogation?" I tossed the remote on the coffee table in front of me. "You're not my dad! You always tryna hear something."

Jamal gave me a straight face and I couldn't help but bust out laughing. He did this to himself asking all these damn questions.

"Chill out J." I giggled to myself. "I'm a big girl, I can handle myself."

He rolled his eyes and walked down the hall to his room. I stayed on the couch watching tv for the next hour. I was hungry but decided not eat because I'm pretty sure I'll eat with Oscar.

12:30 came and went, Oscar still wasn't here. I waited until 1 o'clock to text him, it's only been thirty minutes but Oscar is very punctual it's sickening. I checked my phone again and seen that my message was left on read.

I twisted my face up and locked my phone. I sunk into the couch thinking that maybe he's busy right now and him leaving me on read is his way of telling me he's still coming.

Unfortunately that wasn't the case, I've sat here for another two hours. I laid down on the couch still watching tv, upset. I heard Jamal come out of his room and into the living room.

"I thought you were going out." He came and sat on my back.

"Yeah me too." I groaned out from under him. "Do you wanna go out? Like to eat or something?"

"Really?" His whole face lit up at my question.

"Yeah," I giggled at him, "why wouldn't I be serious?"

He shrugged his shoulders and got up to put his shoes on. I squint my eyes not believing him then got up myself to put my sandals on.

Before leaving I made Jamal take a picture with me for Snapchat. I captioned it with a red heart and posted it. I grabbed my keys from the key hook and left with Jamal behind me. I waited in the car while he locked the front door and pulled out when he got in the passenger seat.

"Where to brother?" I glanced at him but still kept my eyes on the road. Safety first.

"Let's go to the state fair." I stopped at a red light and looked at him surprised.

"Are you sure because last time you told mom and dad you were going to sue them for child endangerment." I laughed and pulled off to get on the freeway.

"I'm a new man now. I'm stronger," he flexed his arms to show his nonexistent muscles, "I'm taller."

"Right." I nodded at him slowly. "We'll see how much of a 'new man' you are when it's time to get on rides."

For the rest of the drive we sung most of the songs that came on Spotify together. Moments like these are my favorite because as we get older we started to drift apart doing our own thing.

About 45 minutes later we parked and hopped out to get to the ticket booth. It was almost 4 o'clock and the park didn't close until 8 so we had some time. For Christmas last year we were gifted membership passes so we didn't have to pay as much and I'm so thankful for our rich family members.

Looking around the park we tried to decide what we wanted to do first. I haven't eaten yet and I was super hungry, like hungry hungry. I looked around for the food truck that I wanted. They served these really, really good buffalo chicken calzones and then I would just get a bucket of fries from another truck and fried Oreos from another. Be honest, who comes to fairs to ride rides because I don't, I come to eat.

Jamal and I sat at one of the free tables and he watched me eat with a disgusted face.

"You know none of that is good for you and with the pace you're eating at, you're bound to choke." He stopped talking abruptly. "I'm not CPR certified." He whispered to himself.

I rolled my eyes at him. "Oh come on J, chill out. It's like I have to constantly tell you this. Enjoy and indulge in this while you can because once we go back to school it's back to eating prison food."

"I'm pretty sure school food is better than prison food." I huffed and stopped eating.

"That's not the point." I wiped my mouth with the napkins I grabbed. "My point is, enjoy yourself. You're too uptight to be only 14, that's not good. It gives you grey hair early."

"Fine." He sighed and went to reach for my food but I moved it out of his reach.

"What are you doing? All of these vendors and food trucks, and you want my food?" I looked at him like he had two heads. "Go get your own, loser."

We've been at the fair for almost four hours and we've ate and played more games than we can count. So far we've won a huge unicorn, big enough for me to sit on, a huge pillow pet and just a bunch of small and medium sized stuffed animals. Since we weren't ready to go yet, I put all of the prizes in a storage locker until we left.

"You ready to go yet?" I looked at Jamal and he looked like he was ready to pass out, truth be told me too. We've been walking around for hours, bumping into people and vice versa, quite frankly I'm tired of it.

"Yeah, you?" He looked back at me and I nodded back at him.

"Let's get a funnel cake before we go?" We both stood up and walked to find the booth that sold funnel cakes. Eventually we found it and stood in line waiting for the few people in front of us.

From the corner of my eye I could see Jamal fidgeting like he wanted to say something. I could feel him glancing at me but not saying anything so I thought I should say something first.

"What is it J?" I turned to him a little, it was enough to let him know he had my full attention.

"What — I don't — what?" He stuttered out.

I pursed my lips and rocked on the heels of my feet waiting for him to tell me. "I don't believe you. So just tell me or rather, I don't know, ask me like a normal person."

He took a minute and finally asked me. "Who were you going out with today?"

I stared at him in disbelief, "that's what you wanted to ask me?" I snorted out a laugh. "I thought you were gonna ask for money 'cause you're in trouble or something. Jeez, J."

He huffed and moved up ordering the funnel cakes for us. I had a feeling he already knew the answer so I didn't bother answering it.

"Are you gonna answer me?" He handed me my cake and we started walking to the front of the fair to grab our things and leave.

"No." I led some guys willing to carry all of the prizes to my car. "I'm pretty sure you already know the answer so...you tell me." I put one hand on my hip while the other held the rest of my cake.

Once the guys were done I tipped them and got in the car. We had a long drive back home because of traffic and it's dark out and people don't know how to fucking drive.

"How did that even happen? Why him of all people?"

To be honest I don't even know myself. Yeah I had a crush on him and yeah he's attractive, very attractive whew. But, the lifestyle he lives is very dangerous, he's older than me, which isn't really a problem I'm eighteen, and he's not really someone my dad would want me to bring home.

"I don't know." I pulled onto the freeway. "It's a long story I guess."

"We got time."

We finally arrived home after I spilled my guts about my feelings for Oscar. Surprisingly Jamal didn't say anything about how I felt, because we all know he always has something smart to say.

"I know you're older and you're supposed to look out for me but, you're my only sibling," he took my hand in his, "and I just want you to be safe."

I nodded and squeezed his hand. "Of course. Always."

He nodded back at me and got out the car making his way into the house. My parents were home, I could see their bedroom light on.

I sat in the car for a little while longer not ready to get out yet. My phone went off in the cup holder telling me I had a text message. I looked at it and seen a picture from Braelyn. In the picture it was Oscar, who looked way too high to function, and a girl sitting on his lap. The picture was screenshot from Instagram and it was captioned "Mine 🤪".

I couldn't help but laugh, out of both humor and stupidity. I text back the group chat, "Lmfaooooooo. Bet.", and got out of the car and went inside. I'd get the stuffed animals tomorrow or something, right now I just want to go lay down.

"Hey babygirl." My dad hugged me as I walked in the house. "Jamal told me y'all went to fair. That was nice of you."

"Yeah I thought we should hang before school starts." I kicked my sandals off at the door and grabbed a water from the kitchen. "I'm gonna go to bed, I'm tired.

"Ok, I love you." I repeated it back and went to my room. Today has been a long day.

I changed my clothes and then got in bed. I put on Netflix for background noise and check my socials. There wasn't anything special but I watched Jamal's snap and noticed he posted a few pictures of us from the fair.

One picture stood out the most though. It was a picture of me playing the basketball game, I was mid shot with a big smile on my face. It was about 6:30 when it was taken because the sky was a pink-ish orange color and I looked like I was literally glowing. I screenshot it and posted it to my story and locked my phone.

I got another text and seen it was from Oscar. I rolled my eyes and opened it to leave him on read and went back to watching tv. I didn't have time for the tomfoolery, if he didn't want to hang today that's all he had to say instead he stood me up.

"Can I watch tv with you?" I looked up and seen Jamal standing at the door with a disgusted look on his face. "Mom and Dad are...busy and your room is the farthest."

I chuckled and made a space for him on the bed. He climbed in and we watched tv for the next 2 ½ hours. When Jamal got up to leave to his room I laid my head on his shoulder.

"You're my favorite brother."

"I'm you're only brother, Solana."

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stoopsbookstore · 5 years

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The Fan (Chapter 8)

Warnings - Fights, Drugs, Death

"Can you tell us what has happened, miss Y/N?"

Y/N blankly stared at the center of the metal table, Jieun and the cops waiting for anything to come out of her mouth. Screenshots and pictures have been placed in front of her, memories of them freezing her in terror. Hongjoong, Haeun and the other members waited outside the room, Hongjoong and Sanghee staring at them through the one-way mirror.

"It's all her fault."

Hongjoong turned to Sanghee, her fists clenched in rage as they watched like they were at a zoo, "what do you mean?"

"It's her fansite, she jumped on your cock. She was never satsitfied with being just the main dancer, she wanted to be the main vocal, she wanted to be the leader, she wanted a solo car-"

"Stop projecting, Sanghee," Chinsun stopped the slander of Y/N, Sanghee whipping her head around.

"Am I wrong though? It was always Y/N this, Y/N that, what about us?" Sanghee pointed to Yunhee, "She's working on an acting degree, but 'oh no shes too young, can we have Y/N please?' What the hell is that?"

"You had a colla-"

"Oh, the chorus of 5 words with LE and Solji from EXID in a remix of 'I Love You,' how nice!" Sanghee grew sarcastic, thoughts of wondering what happened to their once-close knit group.

"You've always been so greedy," Aya raised to her feet, the crutches tapping on the floor as she walked to Sangee, "You have never been happy. It's not like Y/N purposely goes off of her way to fuck us over. It's KQ and the fact that maybe people just don't want a fucking cun-"

"Dumb fucking bitch!" Sanghee pushed Aya, straddling her and pulling her hair, the others trying to pull the girls off of each other.

The yelling caused the cops to leave Y/N and Jieun alone, Jieun wrapping her arm around Y/N's shoulder.

"You don't have to tell them anything, but you have to say something," Jieun gently pushed Y/N's face to look at her, "you could help stop this boy."

"What's the point? Bloom is over, Sanghee hates me, Hongjoong can't even look at me right now," Y/N rested her head on the table, using her arm as a pillow, Jieun stroking her back, "we trained for so long for some stalker asshole to ruin everything."

The cops came back in the room, Jieun closing her mouth, not getting a chance to respond. Gathering the papers, Officer Hakyeon and Officer Kyuhyun offered Y/N one last olive branch.

"If you'd like, we could set you up in a hotel, away from the other girls. They have already agreed to it. If you don't want to, you'll go back with Miss Haeun and Mr. Hongjoong, but there is no guarntee we can keep an eye on what will happen."

"We'll give you time to think."

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"Are you really closing your site, San?"

Hongjoong asked his close friend, hiding the smile that was tugging on the corners of his lips. They went to the mall, Hongjoong offering to lend an eye to San. The news of Bloom's uncomfirmed disbandment had led to anyone who had up their merchandise to take it down, most unwillingly to accept that the group was over.

"I'd rather not be on this guy's list anymore than I already am," San swirled the ice in his paper cup, "it's one thing to go after me, but going after my parents' studio"

Hongjoong zoned out, watching an employee at Hot Topic pull down posters of the girls, leaving Y/N for last.

"As it should be."

"What?" San looked in the same direction as Hongjoong, seeing the way the older boy looked at Y/N, "You've never been into Bloom and now all of a sudden, you're into Y/N?"

"I've always said she was my favorite," Hongjoong shook out of his blank mind, looking at San with an innocent look in his eyes, "where's the bathroom?"

"Uhh," San was sketched out, pointing to the general direction of the bathroom, "this way."

Hongjoong handed San his bag, a weird heaviness coming from the small bag. Normally not the one to snoop, San took the chance to peek in his friend's bag, finding an employee hallway and placing it on the floor.

Unzipping it, San was shocked to find a camera decorated with the all-too-familiar white jasmine flowers.

"Did you find anything interesting?" San turned around to see Hongjoong with a completely different vibe about him, he was walking towards him in a dangerous way, San backing up to hit a locked door, "I asked you a question."

"Hongjoong, you're Milt-"

Hongjoong punched San in the gut, the boy falling to the floor in pain, his attempts to crawl away ruined by Hongjoong kicking his ribs. San tried to fight back, landing a punch on Hongjoong's thighs, but little happened.

"You were always such a pussy, you know that, right?" Hongjoong grabbed San's hair, pulling back and hitting his face once on the wall, San falling to the floor as Hongjoong continued kicking him in the stomach.

"Leave," kick.

"Y/N," kick.

"Alone," kick.

San was almost unconicous on the floor, one last kick to his throat keeping him grounded. Hongjoong's phone went off, reminding him to swipe San's before he left the cement hallway.

"Y/N? Hey, what's up?" Hongjoong's voice went back to being cheery, the tense emotion coming out of the speaker, "Do you want me to meet you at the company, you know, for moral support?"

Hongjoong zipped up his bag, walking to his car, the parking lot lights turning on and casting a demonic shadow on his face.

"Alright, I'll meet you there."

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"Due to recent events, KQ finds it better if the girls of Bloom part ways. Lee Sanghee has decided to try her luck at a different company while Aya, Chinsun, Y/N and Yunhee have decided to stay with the company and focus on solo endeavors."

Jieun made the annoucement at a meeting in front of KQ's main office, the ocean of reporters throwing questions at the five girls who were all stone-faced, hiding their true emotions from everyone.

Why is Sanghee the only one leaving? Was she kicked out? Are the rumors that she's on drugs true?

Is Y/N still with that Hongjoong guy? Is Y/N pregnant? Are they getting married?

Are Bloom members going to redebut? Is Chinsun going to become the new leader?

What's next for the members? Is Yunhee taking up any acting gigs? What will happen to Aya?

Hongjoong showed up in the midst of the commotion, a mouthmask hiding him from the parasitic papparzzi, waving to Y/N and getting her attention. Y/N softly smiled at Hongjoong, Sanghee noticing this and since she has nothing left to lose, let out all of her anger.

Winding her arm back, she threw her fist into the back of Y/N's head, Y/N turning around to react, but Sanghee already had her hands on her throat. Y/N held Sanghee's wrist, trying to pull them away as the camera flashes begun to blind everyone, Jieun getting some of the security guards to escort Yunhee, Aya and Chinsun into the building, more shouts and yells coming out of the audience. Hongjoong tried to get to the girls, only to be pushed back by the photographers and reporters. The girls were finally pulled apart, Y/N bleeding from her nose and scalp, Sanghee with a busted lip and a chunk of Y/N's extensions in her hair.

"You want to know why Bloom is disbanding? Because this bitch is pathe-"

"Enough!" Jieun came back out of the building, pushing Y/N inside as she tore into Sanghee, "You have done nothing but try to make this entire thing about you. Aya can no longer dance, Y/N is borderline mute, Yunhee is even more tramaztied and Chinsun is only hanging on by a thread and all you could worry about was lines! You're the main vocal, for fuck's sake!"

Sanghee didn't take the verbal lashing, storming from the steps, the camera shutters firing like sparklers during the Fourth of July. The four remaining members were left inside the office building, Y/N and Hongjoong sharing a look before he left.

Following Sanghee, Hongjoong ends up in a dive bar, smoke filling his nasals with an insultingly horrid scent. Putting on sunglasses and sliding next to Sanghee, Hongjoong deepened his voice, getting her attention.

"Who are you?"

"Maybe I could be your friend. I've seen the news, now you're going through a hard time, maybe I'd have something to help you," shaking a small bag of powder in her face, Hongjoong smirked under his mask, Sanghee staring at it.

"How much?"

"Just to be nice, I'll give it to you for free. A little something to clean your soul," a evil glint hidden by his sunglasses at the wording.

"A gentleman? Wow, that's rare," Sanghee took the tiny plastic bag, grabbing a straw from the bar and kissing Hongjoong on the cheek, "thanks, boo."

"Anytime," Hongjoong waited for Sanghee to escape his eyesight before swiping a napkin, wiping the lipgloss off his cheek in disgust, "fucking whore."

Hongjoong let a few minutes roll by, ordering a shot of rum and leaving a tip on the bar. He walked to the bathrooms, seeing a couple leave the men's room, fixing their clothes and hair. Slipping into the women's room, he eviliy grins at the sight that greeted him.

Sanghee on the floor, nose bleeding and her eyes lifeless.

#hongjoong #kim hongjoong #ateez #ateez au #ateez imagines #ateez scenarios #ateez smut #the fan #halloween series #my writings

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r3b3lgrrrrrrrl · 5 years

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A LunaTic and her Gunn (Part 14)

"To Clvlnd She Goes"

Colson tells Emma that Luna is going to fly in tonight so they can have lunch tomorrow.

"Is she staying with you?" She asks.

"Nah, she's gonna stay down town." He reassures her. They agree on a time, Emma calls her mom to confirm Colson can drop Casi off for while. "Cool. Thanks Em."

She nods her head, smiling at him. "You're welcome." She says before he walks off to collect Casi.

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After booking her flight, Luna heads back to Ashley's. She's home now, chilling on the couch with Jagger. Luna tells her of her plans to fly out to Cleveland. Ashley's shocked. She knows Casi but she didn't meet her until she and Kells had been friends for a good while. "Wow!" She says, cocking her head back.

"I know. It's like meeting his mom, but obviously not his mom, you know?" Replies Luna.

Ashley doesn't want to but she can't help but laugh. Luna's never done well with parents or any type of authority. "Well, she is an important mother to him. Considering..." Referring not only to Emma being Casi's mother but also to Colson's own absentee mother.

"I know." Says Luna quietly "That's why it's important and I don't wanna make a bad first impression."

"You'll be fine. We're not 17 anymore. She's a mom, but she's your peer. Just be your shining, brilliant self." She says popping off the couch. "Now come on, I'll help you pack AND even drive youuuuuuu."

"Oh, FUCK! A ride to the airport?? Now THAT'S friendship!!! Laughs Luna as the girls head up stairs."

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Luna gets comfortable on the bed, pulling out her vape pen. The flight was smooth and she had easily ubered to the hotel.

She'd FaceTimed Colson once she'd checked in and had gotten settled. He was home playing FortNite Casi. They spoke for a bit, he gave her shit for not letting him pick her up. She told him to shut up, that she was fine and to enjoy hanging out with Casi. He's going to pick her up around 1230 tomorrow, after he drops Casi off. They exchange goodnights and I love yous.

He texts her his Snap code later and sends her a dick pic through it. She screenshots it but doesn't reply.

"A little teasing never hurt no body..." She thinks as she snuggles into the bed. After a few minutes she misses Colson. She Snaps him her slender legs propped up, toes and tattoos in full view. She tries to fall asleep after, hating the familiar feeling of a once full but now empty bed. It makes her think of Justin. "But you'll SEE him tomorrow." She reassures herself before popping a lunesta to shut her mind up.

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Casi and Colson had hung out, played video games and now she was in bed. He's in his own too, smoking a joint, waiting for Luna to Snap him back. She does. When he sees it, he instantly gets hard. He screenshots it so he can jerk off to her.

"Fuck, she gets me!" He thinks as he easily cums. Once he lays back down, he looks over at his empty bed missing Luna. "Soon enough." He falls asleep with dreams of their future adventures together dancing in his head.

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Colson and Luna arrive at Blue Point for lunch. Emma is already seated and watches them come in. They're dressed causally but stylish. Luna in a black lace top, cuffed ripped boyfriend jeans and nude heels. Colson spots Emma and waves holding Luna's hand, leading her to the table with him.

"Hey!" He says leaning over to peck Emma. "Emma this Luna. Luna, Emma." He introduces them.

Luna smiles brightly and reaches her hand out to Emma. "Hi! Nice to meet you!" She says.

"You too." Responds Emma, taking her hand. Once they sit down, the server greets them. Taking their drink and appetizer order. Emma asks how they met. Colson first speaks of their past not meeting all those years ago. It rings a bell in Emma's head. "Don't tell me you're The Girl in the Cheetah Print coat!!" She exclaims, astonished.

Luna laughs and looks at Colson. One look. He blushes. "Yup!! This is her." He says proudly, throwing his arm around her without a thought.

They order food. Conversation between Emma and Luna flows easily. Emma asks Luna what she does, where she lives, if she has any kids.

Luna answers, that she calls NY home. That she does not have any children. Explains that she does a little of everything. That she's a singer/songwriter on an independent label. How she's had a few art showings and has successfully sold some solid pieces. That she enjoys scouting, shooting and helping upcoming artist break through. She mentions a bit of her political activism.

"Wait, so you went to Flint?" Emma asks, impressed.

"Yeah, we loaded up 3 large Uhauls, packed to the gills with thousands of cases of water and drove them from NY to MI. I went the first 3 times to establish a solid connection, then set it up to where there's been 2 full monthly deliveries for the last 4yrs. It's still not nearly enough though. So, I'm currently working with this great guy in the community, Gary. We're building a class action lawsuit at the moment. We're preparing to take it all the way to the Supreme Court, if we have too. Not that those biased fucks will really do anything... But we either fight or die, right?" Luna concludes.

"Wow." That's really admirable." Emma says listening intently.

"I have the platform, resources and the intelligence to help. I'd be a Fucking dick and a part of the problem, if I didn't." Luna says with a sadness in her eyes.

Emma nods in agreement.

She looks at Luna seriously, making her nervous. "I feel like I can ask you things and you'll answer them honestly, which I truly respect and appreciate." She continues looking over at Colson "I like you, you seem like a strong, independent, educated, KIND woman, who can potentially have a very positive influence.." She looks at Colson again "Over our daughter. But I have to ask you. What drugs do you do?"

Luna laughs, catching Emma off gaurd. "I'm so sorry. That was incredibly rude. You just me threw me off!" Luna apologizes. "To answer your question, I smoke a LOT of pot. I LOVE a mushroom and maybe some pure MDMA, but I don't fuck around with scary drugs. Like meth or heroin. I'm already too hype for coke. I drink but... Pot, pot's the go to. Always."

Emma looks at her, appreciating how candid she is. Then she looks at Colson, who's staring at her. Hard. "You know how much coke Colson blows?" She asks dead out.

"What the fuck, Em??" Colson throws his long arms out.

"I'm only asking Colson, because if you're serious enough to want her to meet Casi. Then, I need to know, that she knows what she's getting herself into. So, that our little girl doesn't get attached and her heart broken, if Luna decides it's too much in 6mnths." Emma states emotionally.

"You think I'd bring Cas around someone who I didn't think was gonna ride with me for the long haul??" He snaps back.

Luna interrupts them both. "Guys, chill out." She grabs Colson's thigh with her left hand squeezing it under the table. While she reaches across the table with her right, to lightly touch Emma's hand. "It's ok. It's a valid question, Bunny. That's why we're here." She says looking at Colson. Then she turns to Emma, "Honestly, obviously I know he does blow and addies, I don't know how much because I don't do it with him, but I have an idea." Luna pauses. Then continues. "No one can guarantee anything in this life, but as adults we CAN control our own actions. The only thing I can tell you, with absolution, woman to woman. Is that, I've never done this before. Being in love with a man who has a child. I will guarantee, to you, her MOTHER. That if I do develop a relationship with your daughter and for some crazy reason Colson and I don't work out. I still have control over my own actions and if Casi wanted to continue being friends with me, as long as it was ok with both of you, I WILL make it a point to maintain my relationship with her. IF, it came to that, which I do NOT think it will. Because, honestly. I love Colson, Emma. For all of his greatness and all of his flaws. I'm all in. If I wasn't, we both know I wouldn't have cared to jump on a plane last night to be here today. This. Colson. Casi. Your opinion. They're all very important to me." She squeezes Emma's hand slightly, giving her a comforting smile.

"Fuck." Is all that Colson can think. Completely enamoured.

"Thank you." Emma says. "That is a lot more mature and understanding than I expected from someone without kids." She smiles at Luna.

"No. Thank you for giving me a chance. Kids fucking terrify me." Luna let's out a light laugh.

"Well, be ready then because Cas is a pistol!!" Emma laughs with her.

Colson watches both women enjoy each other's company while they finish lunch. "Wow." Is all he can think, falling even more in love with Luna while being equally grateful for Emma.

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Heading back from lunch, Colson tells Luna how much her coming to meet with Emma means to him. "I know, Bunny." She says. Going on to express her relief of how well it went. That, when they were leaving though, she wasn't surprised that her and Emma had hugged sincerely, before parting ways. As she sweetly, leans over to kiss him on the cheek.

But it's not enough for her. So she moves to his jaw, then his ear, his neck. While her hands slide over his pants unbuckling them, pulling out his hard cock. He lifts his ass so she can slide his pants off slightly. Then she takes his cock into her mouth.

"God Daaaamnn!!!" Colson thinks, trying to focus on the road.

"FUUUUUCK, BUNNY!!!" He groans loudly lifting his hips, pushing himself deeper into her mouth. As they drive through downtown Cleveland, she sucks his cock intently. He cums just as they pull up to the hotel. "JESUS FUCKING CHRIST." He says in exasperated satisfaction. She pops her head up. He wipes the stray cum from her open mouth. "You're so fucking HOT. I love that you swallow." He smiles at her, his hand resting on her face, from where he wiped his excess cum. "Want me to come up and return the favor? He asks.

"Mmmmmm...as hard as that is to turn down. You should get back to Casi. She's waiting on you and I've taken enough of her time today."

"Are you sure? What are you gonna do?"

"Honestly? I'm probably gonna go upstairs and book a flight tonight. I'd rather get back to LA late and tired, then be weird and manic in a city I don't know." She laughs.

"You can come over and hang out with me and Cas."

"Nahh... this is her time. Are you coming back to LA with her?

"Yeah, tomorrow. Especially if you're leaving tonight."

"You talk to Casi, like I said, tell her about me, ask HER if she'd like to meet me and let her choose where. Even if I don't meet her officially tomorrow, I'll slide by to see you." She says kissing him.

"Aight." He begrudgingly agrees.

"I love you. I'll let you know when my flight is and no matter what, will see you tomorrow." She says kissing him deeply. He agrees before she slides out of his Cobra. "Looooove you." She beams before closing the door.

"LOVE YOU!!!!" He hollers, laughing from inside the car before he pulls off.

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"Fuuuuuck, I love him...... Damn! She's REEEEEEALLY nice, I wasn't sure how this would go, but I enjoyed her a lot." Luna thinks, happily trotting into the hotel. "That was much less painful than you had anticipated, ya freak." She mocks herself, laughing, heading to her room.

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"I knew Em would like Loons. How can you not? I can't wait for Cas to meet her. They're gonna have so much fun together.... She really is amazing." His heart gets a little sad, missing her already as he heads to pick up Casi.

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To be continued....

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itsakpopalypse · 5 years

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AH! sorry I was busy today. I'm getting back into this writing thing and I'm a bit rusty. I wasnt sure if you wanted fluff, or comedy... so this is short, but I'll keep practicing and I hope to write longer, better stuff soon. I hope you like it and thank you for requesting!! (Mobile accidently deleted your ask so I'm glad i screenshot it) @xiusmybeautifulnightmare

Fangs and Tails

“Minseok! Let’s grab coffee I had a shit day!” You called down the hallway, slipping off your shoes at the door and replacing them with the slippers he left out for you. You couldn't hear him cleaning, but you knew he would be home by now.

Maybe he was reading? Normally he would answer your call immediately.

Your best friend of several years was sprawled out on his bed, dark hair matted to his sweaty forehead.

Now you knew for sure, that something was wrong. It was passed 10am on a sunday. He would have been up hours ago, his bed should have been made and his morning routine would have been finished. Upon further inspection, his cheeks were darkened in a flush and his breath seemed more ragged.

You touched his forehead with the back of your hand to find him hot. So hot it was concerning. “Shit.” You muttered. “Minseok!” You tried again, softly but urgently. Still he didn’t respond, although his eyelids fluttered laboriously.

You fetched the thermometer and a wash cloth, which you soaked in cold water and when you coaxed his mouth open and slipped it inside, dabbing at his forehead he began to stir. Albeit rather slowly and in a very dazed way. His eyes were clouded when they fluttered open and he rasped your name around the thermometer. The reading was finishing so you checked it. Sure enough, he was running a very high fever. “Don’t talk too much. Let me grab you some water. Just stay here.” Your hand cupped the side of his face gently and he tried to give you a weak smile in return.

Upon getting the water, you helped him up, propped by pillows as you assisted him in bringing the glass up. He seemed only slightly more coherent at this point.

“Thanks, Y/N.” his voice was quiet and calming, and it put you at ease. “I’ll be okay though. You should go before you catch it.”

You chuckled, shaking your head. “No way I am leaving you until you are ambulatory. Not to mention, if I catch it, you are going to come take care of me, right?” You pouted cutely for a moment, knowing that he would even if he pretended that he wouldn't.

His eyes darted away from your face and he brought the cup back to his lips, taking another swallow.

“I expect the full treatment. Sponge bath and all.” You joked, and his eyes bulged.

There was a strange cracking from the glass in his hand, and you realized something very white, long and sharp seemed to be sticking out of his? He coughed and sputtered for a moment, choking on the water.

“Are you…. Wearing… some sort of fake?” You began, unsure what you were seeing. The glass began to drip, water leaking from a brand new crack. It didn't make sense.

“Okay wait. This isn’t how I wanted to. I can’t.” He guzzled the contents and set the glass on the table beside him. You could clearly see the crack that wasn’t there when you handed it to him. WIthout thinking you straddled his legs and pushed up his upper lip with your pointer, revealing a slender, white tooth much too long and sharp to belong to your friend.

Minseok blew his breath out through his nose, swatting your hand from his mouth and looking away as he tried to approach it. “Okay. So, what if I told you that .. ya know. Some people aren't normal? Maybe they are. Um. Special.”

“What are you saying?”

“The fangs are real." He looked down, grasping your hand between his in a way that made your breath quicken, And I am a Kitsune.”

You furrowed your brow. “You are. A fox?”

His cheeks darkened further, and you felt pressure between your legs. Shock doubled and you quickly dismounted.

“Oh my god!” you began “No y/n- that’s not!”

Something wiggled under the blanket, and popped out unexpectedly. It was silvery and soft, and moving on it’s own. “You have a damn TAIL???”

“I just told you!” he turned away, looking more embarrassed than angry.

You stared on for a few moments, unsure what to do. Your closest friend, who maybe, definitely, kind of you had the biggest crush on?

He was a fox spirit, and he had a virus of some sort. “You can go if you’re scared.” He mumbled quietly, arms crossed over his chest. This isn’t what you wanted him to do, be sad at your shock.

You inched closer on the bed. “Do you… have ears too?”

He squinted at you as you laughed playfully. “Get some rest, Minseok. I'm going to get you some soup and tea. But I will harass you about your ears later.”

#minseok #xiumin #exo drabble #minseok drabble #kitsune! minseok #im sorry god I'll get better at this again I've only ever written about fictional characters and this was not up to my standards

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