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The Private (not) Thoughts of a Moray Chapter 2: I love you means you're never, ever, ever getting rid of me!

Gender Neutral Reader x Jade Leech

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Slamming the front door behind you, you slid down to the floor. Cradling your burning face, Jade’s words played on repeat like a scratched CD. Little pearl~Pretty two-legs.You’re cute when you’re clumsy.I’d like to flip that skirt up and bend you over- “Oh my god, oh my god, ohmygodmygodgodgod-” you shrieked into your hands.

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“Hey!”

Mmh…

“Hello?~”

Ima comfy…

“Prefect?”

Sleeeeeeep…

“...I’m going to pinch them.”

Hmm?

“Don’t be mean!”

“I’m gonna do it!”

“Don’t!”

*SMACK*

“OW!”

Turning over in your bed, something smacking into your arm as you blinked the sleep from your eyes. Looking over at the side of your bed, you saw a sprawled out Grim on the floor. Presumably what you smacked with your arm. Floating above him was one of the Ramshackle ghosts, looking both amused and concerned.

Your three undead companions were familiar faces who often enjoyed scaring you upon your arrival in the dorm. Though you were still fairly easy to spook with a surprise “boo!”, you were on quite friendly terms with Earnest, Albert, and Bernard.

“Albert, Bernard, whaddya letting him wake me up so early for… it’s still dark out!”

Whining, you turned onto your tummy, raising the sheets up and over your head.

Albert and Bernard, the former the smallest and the latter the largest of the trio, floated above you, the small ghost tugging at your sheets with a giggle.

“Wakey wakey! It’s time for breakie!”

Bernard similarly began tugging at your foot, which stuck out from under the covers, “Yeah! You told Grim and us to make sure you were bright n’ early today!”

Owwww henchman, that hurrrt! “What’s the big deal? You were the one that wanted to greet the dumb and dumber duo when they came back!” Nyeh, I can’t believe this is the thanks I get!

Bolting up from your bed and slamming face down as Bernard still held your leg, all your exhaustion left your body.

“Shit! I forgot!” Kicking your leg out of Bernard’s grasp, you scrambled to get up from your dirty (damn, when was the last time I cleaned up?) and begin your morning routine.

Ever since you hosted the training camp for the SDC, and thus fell under the strict eye of Vil in the name of your skincare, you’ve maintained a simple but healthy routine after he provided everyone with his brand of skincare products.

A few weeks after the performance, you grew nervous as your supply dwindled down, and Vil’s incessant need for beauty and perfection among his little spudlings (you still had no clue how you got roped in with Epel in that regard) had grown following the commotion between Idia and he other housewardens at S.T.Y.X.

It was then that small, intricately wrapped packages began appearing on your doorstep every month with that very same brand and product.

Dutifully, you followed the 15 step-by-step routine he had laid out for you, if just to avoid his wrath.

Somehow, I’d bet he’d figure out I’m skipping out his routine, even at his internship.

The next hour flew breezed as you finished getting presentable. Grim entertained himself with your phone, presumably scrolling through Magicam.

“Are you putting on makeup?”

You let out a small shriek, more surprised than frightened, jumping as you looked at Earnest floating right next to where you were standing.

“Hehe, fancy new power and we can still spook ya!” He cackled gleefully, twirling himself upside down in the air.

You huffed, rolling your eyes. “It’s not like it works on you guys, probably because you're dead.”

“We’re dead!?” Albert cried in mock horror, poking his head through the wall of the bathroom while you cleaned up. “Why didn’t you tell us!?!?”

“Dummy!” Bernard phased through as well, hovering above Albert as he whacked his hat off (“Hey, that’s my good hat!”). “We’ve been dead for 840 years!”

“Oh yeah, I forgot!”

Giggling, the three ghosts followed you back to your bedroom, where Grim was still scrolling through the Magicam feed.

“Hey Henchman, do you think we’ll get new students in the dorm this year?”

“Hmm? Probably not.” You sighed as you looked through your closet for your most recently purchased uniform, trying to decide between a skirt or pants for the day. “Doesn’t the mirror assign us by the color of our soul, or whatever?”

Grim handed you your phone as you decided on the pleated uniform skirt with long striped socks that matched your tie. “The mirror couldn’t read my soul before without magic, plus I don’t think incoming students are exactly looking to be placed in a dorm called ‘Ramshackle’ anyways.”

Grabbing his own striped ribbon for you to tie into his usual bow, Grim’s voice entered your mind.

I told you! We should’ve renamed it the Dazzling Dapper Dorm! “If those incoming freshies can’t appreciate our greatness, then they don’t deserve a spot anyways, harumph!”

“Oh, of course Grim!” You giggled as you adjusted the bow, arranging the gem on his collar to set neatly between the loops. “I wouldn’t want to share this space with anyone other than you anyways!”

Nyah! Exactly…purrrrr~

Scratching under your feline friend’s chin, you noticed Bernard and Albert “hiding” (you guys’ see through bodies don’t really help, huh?) boxes behind them, while Earnest held your old ghost camera at the ready.

“... Yes?”

Giggling, Bernard floated up to you and Albert to Grim. “Revealing” the boxes behind their translucent bodies, you noticed that they were nicely wrapped in a light and dark gray striped box.

They look a bit like the couches, cute.

“Open them!” Bernard grinned wider, handing you the larger box while Grim got the smaller one from Albert. “We got them especially for you two, hehe.”

Squinting your eyes at the ghosts, you smiled and took your gift. You tried to focus on any semblance of their thoughts that might hint at what the gift was. It didn't work, of course, since you'd discovered during your summer here that ghosts were an exception to your telepathy.

Ha? Why is henchman’s bigger than mine?! Grim’s thoughts still came loud and clear. You weren’t sure why ghosts’ thoughts were an exception, but it was nice to be surprised, since gaining your powers prevented anyone from hiding anything from you

Though, other times, reading other’s minds was actually quite helpful.

Like when Mrs. Spade, such a high-spirited and pretty lady really, immediately flooded your head with thoughts of excitement of meeting her son’s new “partners”.

She heard of you and Ace and your misadventures with Deuce, and was immediately smitten with the idea of her son with a cute duo that smothered her boy with affection as much as they got him in trouble.

If you remembered correctly, she specifically thought: Wahhh! What a couple of cuties!! I didn’t know my little boy was so popular with such pretty people! I’m gonna have the cutest grandkids between these three!!! I’ve got to make sure I set them up together!

It took you hastily whispering to Deuce about her sweet, but frankly embarrassing thoughts to have him explain more thoroughly how your friend group worked. Though disappointed, she wasn’t completely convinced, but let you three be.

Since you couldn’t hear the ghosts, however, you couldn’t whisper to any friend to make preparations for overexcited mothers or pranking ghosts. Instead, you opened your present with mild caution.

“Oh!” You exclaimed excitedly, removing the cream white vest and ribbon from its box. You noticed that attached to the ribbon was an emblem of a shield crest. A tattered ribbon on the bottom that curled along the edges of the shield displayed the words ‘Ramshackle’ on it. In the middle, there was a crystal ball with the familiar face of a cat with glowing eyes, its flaming ears appearing like a vision in the ball. At the top center of the crest you recognized a three-pronged trident at the top, reminiscent of Grim’s tail.

“Is this what I think it is?” You squealed, briefly removing your blazer to slip on the vest, then slipping the ribbon on your left arm, admiring yourself in the mirror. “I look so cool! Like an official student! What about you Grim?”

Grim grabbed your phone and brought it over to you. Propping it up to face himself, he preened over his reflection. Though the ribbon shorter and the emblem smaller, his own dorm ribbon looked as new and impressive as yours.

“I think you should send a picture to the others!” I really look like a mage now! “I bet they’re gonna be fawning all over the Great Grim, cause I look mighty!”

Chuckling at the silly poses he made, you obliged as you took out Magicam. While he continued his little poses, you took a quick mirror selfie, holding a peace sign before sending it over to the group chat you held with the other (now) second-years. Immediately, Deuce and Epel replied with phrases of affirmation and praise for your new uniform, while the other three liked your photo.

“Aw, why do that when I’ve been taking pictures over here like crazy!” Earnest whined, the flash still going off as he continued to take pictures of you two.

“Ah sorry, sorry.” You picked up Grim (“MEH?!”) and motioned over the ghostly trio to you. “Let's all take a picture together!”

Earnest eagerly took a picture of the five of you, beaming smiles and all. As he and the other two ghosts crowded over the camera to take a look at the selfie, Albert spoke up.

“We also got you two of you your own dorm uniform! You can thank the old ghost bride, Mrs. Eliza, for sending some of her old wedding attire! We added some additions to make it more you, but still kept the ghost flair.”

Winking, Albert continued, “We think you’ll like it! You’re truly a part of this dorm, and this school, so it’s time to dress like it!”

Speechless, you and Grim looked up at your companions in disbelief. Tears started to flood your eyes as you smiled.

“Guys…thank you this is so sweet.” You wiped the corners of your eyes and fanned them, to keep the tears from streaking your makeup. “Where’d you even get all the materials, or the okay from Crowley to make this?”

Snickering amongst themselves, Bernard waved you off and straightened your tie. “We spectral spookies have been here long enough that he can’t tell us what not or not to do!”

“Yeah!” Earnest continued snapping pictures, undoubtedly running it out of film. “We don’t work anywhere on the school grounds like the other ghosts, so he can’t tell us what to do. Anyways, you should head out! The first few students should be arriving at the Dark Mirror here soon.”

Nodding your head, you grabbed your phone and Grim, placing him on your shoulders. Eee! I’m tall again! Once he settled, you waved goodbye to the ghosts as you left your room.

“We’ll be back later!” You hopped from the second to last stair into the lobby, giddy to see your friends again and ready to start a new school year in your new home.

The walk to the Hall of Mirrors wasn’t long, but it did give you some time to contemplate your time at the school. A year ago, you wouldn’t have imagined yourself being here, let alone staying.

Yet, your time here has been delightful as it has been stressful. Even with the blots, you’ve made friends and a family here. The thought of having to leave through the mirror was more distressing now than it would’ve been before.

Speaking of mirrors, you arrived at the Hall of Mirrors. Entering the building, you waved at the Headmage, who was busy organizing the check-in procedures before the first students arrived.

“Ah! Prefect!” Crowley waved back, delighted to see you. “Perfect timing, I need you to take charge of check-in for the students! I am busy with…my own matters, I’m sure you understand!”

He handed over a few items from the table set up a few feet at the entrance of the hall, which faced the Dark Mirror.

It wouldn’t be Crowley if he didn’t make you work and take attendance for each time a student arrived through the mirror.

You took the clipboard, pen, and an inch thick stack of papers containing each students’ names, picture, dorm, year and class number.

Resolving yourself to the task, you nodded with exasperation. “Of course, Headmage. Happy to help.”

It’s nice to see them so delightfully acclimated to the school! At least he seemed to approve of your new and improved school uniform. And I still get my free school admin for another year! Classic headmage.

“Wonderful!” he clapped his hands in delight, pushing you to the table. “We have a few students arriving at any moment, so do your best, lest we have to make some budget changes to your food allowance~”

Leaving in a flourish, you sighed and clicked your pen. Readying the barrage of students that would eventually arrive.

Surprisingly, it was much more calm than you would expect from NRC, the students more preoccupied with claiming the best bedroom, rather than causing a ruckus.

So far, you’ve only checked in the sophomores and juniors of Pomefiore and Heartslabyul, as the lineup started with the oldest dorms, down to the youngest.

Let’s see, first Pomefiore, then Heartslabyul, Diasomnia, Octavinelle, Scarabia, Savanaclaw, and last is Ignihyde. I should be seeing Epel soon then?

“Hello, do I check in with you?” It’s really the Prefect…

Looking up you saw a tall, slim built man with near black, dark purple hair tied down into a high ponytail with a few features framing his tan face. He was incredibly beautiful, his purple eyeshadow and lipstick suiting him. You recognized him as one of the Pomefiore students that would come to collect Epel on the many occasions that he’d wander to your dorm seeking refuge from Vil.

“Yes! Can I get your name and student number?” you smiled, to which he politely returned

“Of course.” He looked you up and down with dark brown eyes. What a cute outfit, are those thighhighs? “Yev Quispe, 2-C18.” You’re just begging for someone to eat you up, aren’t you?

Smile faltering and turning uncomfortably red, you ignored his thoughts and flipped through your papers, finding his name. He’s one of the new housewardens?

“So you’re the one Vil appointed! Congrats!” you checked his name off your list while Grim handed Yev the keys to his dorm room. “I’m sure you know, but as a housewarden, please ensure that your dorm is ready to receive the freshman at the end of the week!”

Pretty bold of you to tell me what to do when you’ve only had magic for a few months. Smiling politely, Yev nodded. “Of course my dear, I will have my vice pick up the last of the- ack!”

W-what the!

Suddenly lurching forward, Yev, gasped as the arm of a short, white-haired rabbit beastman yanked him down to their height. Quite the contrast to Yev, this student was extremely pale with wide, bright red eyes and freckles all over his face down to his neck.

“Hiya Y/N! Check me in won’t you?” He smiled, a familiar face finally! Prefect! They look good! “Timothy O’Hare 3-D19! Say why didn’t you visit me at the same time you saw Ace and Deucey~”

Holding on tight despite Yev’s struggle to remove his arm, Timmy pouted at you, looking away as he held his other hand to his eyes and faked cried. It’s been too long!

“I wanna hangout with you too ya know!” Now that’s no fair—stop struggling Yev. “I’m a good boy~ Also, I’m here to pick up the froshies’ stuff before Riddle’s here, so fork it up!” I can’t be late!

“Nice to see you too, Timmy. Sorry, I only had the weekend to visit so I couldn’t go out much.” You handed him his keys, giggling once Yev managed to knock his arm off. “We can hang out more this year, I got bumped up for some third year classes, so we might see each other more!”

Surprise and delight entered Timmy’s features, who opened his mouth before he got interrupted.

“Oi! Hurry it up, we have a line building up here!” Another student spoke up behind him, while the ever-growing line of boys started to murmur.

I gotta get the better bed first, I don’t want one next to the vent again.

I wonder if Sam’s store is open right now? Once I check in I’ll go see.

Oh dear, I wonder if they’re the only one doing check-ins right now?

Noticing the frustrated thoughts growing, you waved Timmy off, Yev already making it way to his dorm mirror. “Let’s talk later! I gotta get these guys going, tell Riddle to invite me to the next tea party!”

Once Timmy left, it was fairly smooth sailing as you continued to check in students. Most of them were students you recognized from Heartslabyul unbirthday parties. You’d even had a few classes with some of the Pomefiore students, though you’d never heard their thoughts before.

I can’t believe they stayed, they shouldn't have even been here.

Why are they wearing that? They don’t even have an actual dorm, let alone colors!

They look nice~ No wonder those two idiots want to keep them for themselves.

The longer you kept working, the more your smile dropped, looking rather uncomfortable. Though there were some nice thoughts, many being happy to see you, it was hard when you could practically feel the crude, spinecrawling thoughts of the more unsavory students.

You brightened when Epel had eventually shown, but he left as soon as he came, claiming that he needed to “git in the good dangone bedroom” before it was snatched, leaving you alone with the rest of the school.

Afterwhile, the students were becoming more preoccupied with claiming their rooms rather than focusing on your presence. This was when you were particularly grateful for your telepathy, as the minds of young adult men in college were just as funny.

Sometimes you could see what a person was talking about, rather than hear it. The current student in front of you, a Pomefiore senior, was thinking about a breakdancing cat. It was also crying.

The next student was singing a song in his head while visualizing what you presumed to be the music video, with him as the lead singer.

Never gonna give you up~ Never gonna let you down~ Never gonna run around and desert you~

You snorted, and covered it with a cough, at him as he grabbed his keys and continued to star in his imaginary music video.

You suddenly heard some loud voices fighting amongst themselves, turning more rowdy as you’re favorite ginger’s voice yelled out:

“Let me through! We get to skip the line.”

Another student angrily responded, “What! Why? We've been waiting for 15 minutes already! You just got here!”

“Special privileges as the esteemed Prefect’s favorite classmates!”

“Ace!” You heard Deuce hiss, sounding as exasperated as you felt, “Wait in line like everyone else!”

Shouting out and waving his hands, Ace smiled “Hey Prefect-”

“No!” You shouted back, the room suddenly silent as the two of you held each other’s glares.

“But-”

“No.”

“Prefect-”

“No.”

“But I don’t wanna-”

“Noooooooooo!”

Ace pouted as you pointed your hand to the back of the line. Damn, I thought you loved me Prefect.

“Back to the line Ace! I’m not letting you shenan-once, just so you can shenanigan!”

DAMN! I THOUGHT YOU LOVED ME!

Laughter bursted out as he dejectedly followed Deuce to the end of the line, the check in resuming as normal until the two met you at the front.

Y/N! You look nice in your dorm colors! “Ace, don’t they look nice in their new uniform?” Deuce gave you a particularly tight hug, while Ace squeezed in and nuzzled his cheek into Grim’s, who claimed that “this is harassment!”.

Despite his earlier embarrassment, Ace was more than happy to tease you as a small act of revenge.

“Heyy~ Prefect, look at you~” You tryin’ to get a boyfriend? “Wow I can’t believe you dressed up all for me! Unfortunately, I’m not into your type, sorry!” That’s illegal, you have to be lonely forever just like me.

You stuck your tongue out at Ace as he squeezed your cheeks, doing the same to you.

“Ace, leave them alone!” Deuce rolled his eyes, huffing at both of your behaviors. Why are you both like this? “Have you been working all day for check in?” You should take a break soon.

You shrugged, “Yeah, but I’ll be taking a break soon anyways. I’m sure one of the ghost staff can take over.”

Ace frowned as you signed both he and Deuce in the sheet, “That kinda sucks.” Glad I’m not stuck here.

“Oh!” Deuce held his fist in his hand as he suddenly became animated, a mannerism he still had to break. I know! “What if we help you out? We can drop off our stuff and come back, I’m sure the housewarden wouldn’t mind us helping since it’s just move-in day for the rest of us.”

Noooooooo, I wanna nap! Ace whined, “Don’t say we, I didn’t volunteer.” Prefect, say no thanks!

“Sure!” You chirped, smiling cheekily at a pouting Ace. “I’d love that! Just come right back and I’ll take a lunch. We can then finish check-in way faster with four of us!”

Deuce nodded as he took his and Ace’s room keys, who was still whining about “having to work right away!” You waved as they left through their dorm mirror, turning back to the task at hand. You noted that several students’ thoughts were growing increasingly frustrated with the long line, so you focused on getting your line down before the rowdy Savanaclaw students arrived.

As the last of the Heartslabyul students were checking in, a mix of Diasomnia and Octavinelle students began arriving.

A handful of the former had begun checking in, you noticed that Sebek and Silver were the first of their dorm to arrive. Giving a small wave, you smiled at them as the two sophomores, one of Heartslabyul and the other Pomefiore, when a very loud, almost migraine inducing thought AND shout emerged from the crowd.

“SHRIMPYYYY~” The two students suddenly shoved out of the way as a pair of large, pale hands slammed themselves down on the desk SHRIMPYYYY~

You cringed at the volume of his voice and thoughts, looking up at the sharp-toothed grin of one of the most infamous students at Night Raven College.

“Hi Floyd, you cut the line you know-”

“Shrimpyyy” he whined, slumping over the desk and looking up at you with his droopy eyes. “Don’t tell me off, aren’t you excited to see me? I’m very excited to see you~”

Hehe, so small~

He grinned and reached for your sides with grabby hands, “I’ve been waiting to give the cutest little shrimpy a good squeeeeeeeze~” Let me at you!

You squeaked as he grabbed you by your waist and held you up like a parent holding a toddler. Suddenly, your vision blurred and dizzy.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!”

“AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!”

Gripping onto his shoulders, you clutched your arms around him, willing yourself to not throw up.

“FLOYD, PLEASE, I’M GONNA PUKE!”

Slowing down, still giggling, he set you down on your wobbly feet. “Eeeeeh? You’re fine Shrimpy!”

Hehe, look at them wobble like they're fresh on land! So cuteeee~

“Floyd! You can’t just cut the line!” approaching sternly, exasperated, Azul impatiently tapped his foot. I don’t know what else I’d expect, honestly.

Holding on the end of the table, where Grim was still checking in (working for once), you gave Azul a small wave.

“Hi Azul, how’s it going? Gimme a sec, everything is still dizzy…”

Poor little thing. Azul smiled politely at you, “Hello Prefect, it’s nice to see you again, I must say it’s nice to see you acclimating so well to the school culture!”

It’s unfortunate, I won’t ever get Ramshackle at this rate.

“Ha, thanks Azul, uh I’m gonna have to ask you both to head to the back of the line to check in.” You smiled apologetically, gesturing to the back.

“Oh of course! It wouldn’t be fair to-”

“Nah, I don’t wannaaa!” Floyd whined, draping his arm and weight over Azul who buckled slightly under him, “Jade, you don’t wanna wait either, right?”

Looking behind Floyd and Azul, you saw the other Leech twin approach, his usual polite smile on his face.

“Now now Floyd, let’s not make the Prefect’s job harder than it needs to be.” He replied, soft-spoken, with his hand up to his chest, “I’m sure they’d like to make an exception if they could, isn’t that right Prefect?”

Smiling in relief, you opened your mouth to reply when Jade’s thoughts floated through, crystal clear with no room for doubt, in your mind.

Little pearl, I missed you! Did you dress up just for me~ Look at you, pretty little two-legs. Oooooh~ I’d like to flip that skirt up and bend you over-

You saw a mental image of you, bent over the table with Jade over you, skirt lifting up as his hands slid from your legs up to your-

*CRASH*

Pain shot up your wrist, your head throbbing, looking up at the Grim from the floor. In your shock from the unexpectedly lewd thoughts from the usually polite and formal Jade, your hand had slipped from the table you’d been leaning on, banging your head on the edge and falling on your wrist.

“Henchman!” Grim cried out, jumping from the table to look at you as the trio looked over you with concern. You locked eyes with Jade and froze, physically feeling the red flush from the tips of your toes to the top of your head.

“Oh my, Prefect, are you alright?” Look how red they are, how cute~ Are you embarrassed? Don’t worry my pearl, you’re cute when clumsy. Why didn’t you fall onto me? I would’ve caught you.

Jade held a hand out to you, his smile betraying nothing. “Here, let me help you up.”

I’ll take you to the nurse! Then I’ll heal you up, you’ll be so grateful~ You’ll give me a kiss then, won’t you?

Another scene, this time of you in an infirmary bed, Jade hovering over you as you looked into each other’s eyes longingly.

“Oh Jade, you’ve been taking such good care of me. I don’t know how to thank you!” “Dear Pearl, it’s my pleasure to care for someone as lovely as you. But, there is no need to thank me.” “I need to Jade! Maybe—” You unbutton your blouse, blushing as you looked up at Jade shyly. “—I can thank you… with my body…”

You bolted up, surprising Jade and the others near you, and shrieked at the top of your lungs. “NOTHANKYOUIMFINETHANKSFORASKING!”

Everyone nearby looked at you in shock, Grim included, as Ace and Deuce entered the mirror chamber. Approaching you, they looked at the small crowd that had gathered, confused.

“Hey Prefect, we came to help.” Deuce looked between you and Jade nervously, “Is everything alright-”

“YES! Everything is fine, I just need a break!!” shoving the clipboard you’d been using into Ace’s hand, you rushed out of the Hall of Mirrors.

Oof! Hey!

Huh?! Prefect?

“Okay thanks, I’mheadingoutnowbye!!!!” Flying out of the room fast enough to have Coach Vargas begging to have you in the track and field club, you made it to your dorm in mere minutes.

Slamming the front door behind you, you slid down to the floor. Cradling your burning face, Jade’s words played on repeat like a scratched CD.

Little pearl~

Pretty two-legs.

You’re cute when you’re clumsy.

I’d like to flip that skirt up and bend you over-

“Oh my god, oh my god, ohmygodmygodgodgod-” you shrieked into your hands. You’d brushed off crude comments from the other students, and even enjoyed the sexual jokes Ace would make in his head at your expense, bantering back with him.

But hearing something so risqué and just straight-up raunchy from Jade Leech. A polite, albeit unsettling man. All your conversations had either been formal, patronizing, even outright mean during your first interactions with the contract fiasco.

“I’d never even- I can’t believe-” you curled into a ball. “When? How? WHY???”

You sobbed. Were you shocked? Yes. A bit horrified? More than a bit. Embarrassed? You were hyperventilating in the fetal position after turning a 20-minute walk into a 5-minute sprint to your dorm, so take from that what you will.

How am I supposed to speak to him now? I don’t even like him, he’s scary! Oh my god, did he have these thoughts before? Are they always so-so-so explicit? He said he wanted to bend me-Oh my GOOOOOOOOOD!

The floor became the victim to your muffled screams and sobs. You failed to notice Earnest floating past the hall to the living room.

Upon seeing your sobbing, shaking form, he turned back the way he came. “Nope!”

You eventually calmed down, turning over to stare at the ceiling, the clock in the kitchen showed that it was half-past one. You’d been sobbing on the floor for roughly an hour.

Groaning, you took your phone from your pocket. “Oooooooh crap, Grim and the others are probably wondering where the hell I am.” True to your word, you had well over 20 missed messages and even a few calls from your friends on both Magicam and Twister.

@traaaaaaaaapola: ayo?? wya dont leave me alone w juice

@deuce♠️: are u ok did something happen?

@traaaaaaaaapola: bitch come back im nah getting paid for this

@JackHowl: Hey, I heard you hurt yourself earlier, are you okay?

@vilmademechangethis: deuce said you ran off u ok???

@deuce♠️: its been a while, are you okay?

@traaaaaaaaapola: i didnt mean to call you a bitch come back ily

@traaaaaaaaapola: bae pls ur loml come back riddle is yelling at us for not being at the dorm

@deuce♠️: Y/N?????

@traaaaaaaaapola: me and juice are coming to the dorm to check on you

@leechj: I hope you’re okay, Prefect. Let me know if you’re in need of assistance, I’m more than happy to provide. :)

You stared at the last message, contemplating on whether you’d resume your fetal position or instead launch yourself off the roof. Super healthy response to learning that someone likes you.

Like is putting it lightly. There’s no way those are normal thoughts for someone with a crush. God, who actually thinks things like that! It’s like a boy entering puberty and finding porn for the first time. Groooooooss!

Someone knocked at the front door you’d been leaning at, and Deuce called out. “Y/N? It’s us, we brought you snacks, can you let us in please?”

We know you can hear us, please Y/N.

I’m not even mad anymore! I got to be incharge of everyone. It was nice.

Slowly, you stood, groaning from your stiff back, and opened the door. You peaked out to look at the two, and a sleeping Grim in Ace’s arms. Noting the lack of any others, you opened the door wider and gestured to them.

Stepping in, both boys looked at you softly, Ace pointing to your face.

“You, uh, been crying?”

You wiped at your face, your fingers smudged with black eyeliner.

“...A lil bit.”

What happened? Deuce placed a bag from you presumed Sam’s shop on the ground and peered closer to your face. “Everyone said you fell and hurt yourself on the table. Is that all?”

Shifting uncomfortably, you nodded your head.

Did someone hurt you? Ace came back from the living room, where he’d placed Grim on the couch.

“Nuh-uh” you hummed.

All three of you stood in uncomfortable silence, the other two waiting for you to explain further. But you remained quiet, refusing to meet their eyes.

Until Ace opened his mouth, trying to deflate the situation “What did you hear someone’s dirty thoughts or something-”

“Yes.”

“...What”

“Yes. I heard dirty thoughts.”

“O-oh.” Deuce stuttered. “That’s all-”

“I heard Jade’s dirty thoughts.”

Both stiffen.

“I heard Jade’s dirty thoughts about bending me over-”

“What” Ace choked.

“— And flipping my skirt over-” Deuce made a sputtering noise.

“— I think he must be an exhibitionist cause i think he wanted to fuc-”

Both rushed over to smack their hands over your mouth, effectively cutting off your rambling. Deuce was burning a deep red that would rival Riddle’s hair, while Ace held a poker face.

“........”

“.............”

“........................”

“Pffft-AHAHAHAHAAAAA!” Ace bursted out laughing, falling to the ground in hysterics.

“NO WAY! JADE LEECH?!” He pounded his fist on the floor, heaving for air between laughs.

You started pounding on his back as Ace turned over and held his arms up in defense. “Don’t laugh! Do you know how embarrassing it was to hear that? How would you-STOP LAUGHING!!”

You started pulling at the ginger’s hair, who was still giggling as he held onto your hands to keep you from scalping him.

“Ace! Stop laughing, they’re obviously embarrassed.” Deuce sighed, still red, looking as if he’d age 30 years suddenly.

Was that all?

Your head snapped to glare at him. “What do you mean ‘was that all?” HOW’D YOU FEEL IF SOMEONE WAS TALKING ABOUT FUCKING YOU IN FRONT OF EVERYONE?!”

Embarrassment fueling your rage, you got up to hit Deuce. Honor student be damned, his delinquent past made an appearance as he grabbed your hands and twisted them so that he pressed them against your back.

“IT WASN’T EVEN JUST THOUGHTS, I SAW THINGS TOO!”

Sighing, Deuce let you struggle in his grasp until you froze as Ace spoke up.

“He didn’t actually say anything though? It was thoughts, which might I remind you, are supposed to be private.”

Shrugging out of Deuce’s hold, you pouted as Ace continued.

“Telepathy isn’t something that’s heard of, even here.” He reached into the bag the other had brought with you and threw you a bottle of your favorite drink while he opened his own bottle of soda.

Deuce hummed in agreement, “Yeah, I mean you can’t fault someone for thinking stuff. Especially since no one else really knows about your, uh, thing.”

You sighed, sipping your beverage.

“...I guess. It’s still weird though. Other’s make little comments here or there, but they’re always short, something I can ignore as typical college guys and their rudeness. But this?”

Both winced a bit, understanding why you were at the very least uncomfortable.

Yeah…

We get it…

“Look, it’s not like you have to be cool with it, but-” Ace threw an arm over your shoulder. “-you’d better get used to it, Jade’s definitely not the only one you’re gonna be hearing things from.”

Lots of the students here find you pretty hot you know~

“Huh.” You deadpan at him, mouth agape.

“What? I thought you knew, lots of the students talked about you and how cute you are.”

Ace smacked his hand into Deuce’s chest. “Right Deuce?”

Grunting and smacking Ace back, he nodded. “Yeah, we thought you knew Prefect, lot’s of the others in our classes would talk about you, especially after dealing with the first overblot.”

You’re awfully pretty Y/N, didn’t you know?

“You better get used to it then.” Ace dragged you over to the dorm kitchen to sit.

“Not just in general, but with Jade too. Didn’t you say you had the third-year potions class before we left for break?”

You might end up seeing him more often, and hearing him more often too.

You furrowed your eyebrows at that comment, waving him off.

“It’s just the potions class, there’s like five different classblocks.” You huffed, resting your head on the cool table. “I’m sure I’ll be fine. We hardly interacted in the shared freshman/sophomore classes.”

You took a long sigh and ignored the two men’s shared glance.

It’s a big school, and I hardly visited the Monstro Lounge anyways. I bet I’ll be able to count our interactions on one hand by the end of the year!

It was a few days before the opening ceremony, you and Grim decided to split up and see where your classes would be. Since you had little expectations for new Ramshackle students, you two were able to be a bit more leisurely during preparations.

You’d sent Grim to scout out the morning classes, while you wandered the hall for the afternoon ones, seeing as a few of them were advanced classes with the juniors.

That was alright though, you weren’t just the magicless human now. You were the Ramshackle Prefect, now a semi-capable mage with a surprising affinity for potionology, even before.

Potionology was actually quite enjoyable, as you’d discover it wasn’t magic dependent. Rather, it reminded you of cooking back in your home world, following simple instructions and measurements.

At least, the type of cooking could actually follow, you shuddered at having to follow the instructions your mother would give: “take a little bit and then watch it and once it looks good add a bunch of this—pay attention! Put that one over there in the pot!”

Yeah, Crewel is a saint compared to cooking with mom.

You continued your relaxed pace, looking down at your copy of the schedule. You’d notice that the classes that had required little to no magic last year: potionology, history, musicology, and even magic analysis, were quite easy for you since it focused on the theory of magic.

Looking up at the classroom numbers, you looked for class 3-H for your next class. You noted that following lunch, you had Ancient History, followed with Advanced Magical Potions as your last class of the day.

Ah, it looks like me and Grim got placed into the afternoon Magical Potions class. Thanks to my hard work last year, I got us to take the advanced class with the juniors, so I might ask-

“Why, hello Prefect.”

You froze, turning to the 6’2” man towards you from down the hall.

There you are my pearl. “I was worried about your incident during check in, tell me did you make it home alright?” I missed the opportunity to care for you~

“Ah, Jade.” You shuffled nervously and smiled politely at him.

He’s thinking sorta normal thoughts, so that’s good.

“I’m alright, there’s no need to worry about me. If you don’t mind me asking, what are you doing exploring the halls? You need to prep your dorm for the freshman, right?”

So sweet, are you curious about me? Cutecutecutecutecute-

“Why yes, but I figured that I’d see where my classes would be at and prepare the most efficient route. Are you doing the same?”

You nodded, relaxing a bit. “Yes, I’m looking for my afternoon classes, a bunch of them are the advance classes for juniors, so I’m trying to figure out where they are.”

Showing Jade the class schedule in your hand, you pointed to the potions class.

“I was looking for class 3-H for my potionology class, you wouldn’t happen to know where it is?”

Ah… YES!

Slightly jumping, you noticed that Jade’s smile grew ever so slightly. One would think he was just being nice, but you knew better.

“Why yes,” Thank the Sea Witch!! “I happen to have that very same class with you, just down the hall.” Same class with Y/N!

Wait what.

“O-oh, what a…nice surprise!” you stammered out, forcing a smile back.

A VERY nice surprise, I’m delighted that you agree.

“Indeed. I look forward to seeing you every day this year, Prefect.”

Hopefully we’ll be seatmates, and I’ll have the chance to gaze upon your sweet face every single day! Those soft eyes, sweet lips, oh I wonder do you taste as delicious as you look?

A vision of you and Jade again. This time, he was pressing you up against the wall of the hallway. This version of Jade pressed open-mouthed kisses against your neck, hands guiding your legs and arms to wrap around him.

Soft lips and sharp teeth pressed into the crook of your neck, as you let out a heady moan. “Jaaaaaaade~” you gasped, pressing your own kisses unto his temple. He hummed, licking up the blood from the bite he left. “Fuhuhu~ I was right my darling, you’re sweet enough for me to eat up.”

You could feel the sweat drop from your temple, forcing yourself to keep your smile steady.

“Aha… Looking forward to it.”

This is gonna be a long year, isn’t it?

#twst #twisted wonderland #jade leech #twst jade #jade leech x reader #jade leech x yuu #mochi fic #the private thoughts (not) of a moray #ptm

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Part thirty-nine of Shizuroth, aka, the SOLDIER General's Self Saving Shizun.

Ao3 link.

Previous parts: twenty-one, twenty-two, twenty-three, twenty-four, twenty-five, twenty-six, twenty-seven, twenty-eight, twenty-nine, thirty, thirty-one, thirty-two, thirty-three, thirty-four, thirty-five, thirty-six, thirty-seven, thirty-eight

Reno has decided he hates sleeping in a tree. He doesn't particularly enjoy any aspect of camping but he especially dislikes sleeping in trees. Even with a hammock to pitch between branches, it's never comfortable.

Stupid SOLDIERs and their stupid endless stamina. Sephiroth and Hewley didn't even bother to make a camp or anything, they just slept wherever! Incredible. Not that Reno thinks Sephiroth actually slept at all. Sure, Reno didn't either, because the forest did not shut up all night and the fuck can sleep with all the noise, but still. Even after a day of fighting monsters and evening of sword practice, Sephiroth just doesn't quit, huh. The guy has issues.

Glancing over the edge of his hammock to see Hewley still asleep and Sephiroth sitting cross-legged, actually meditating, Reno lies back and sighs. So much for SOLDIERs not knowing when to quit, huh?

After a moment of waiting while the sky above grows slowly lighter and all the damn bugs in the forest wake up for the whole new day of being nuisances, Reno digs out his PHS and shoots out a message.

Reno: If I have to spend another night in this damn forest, listening to Sephiroth's constant sighing, I'm going to lose it. Tell me you're done.

Rude: Your life is a constant struggle. Charcoal burner's house checks out. I'm back at the camp for supplies now.

Reno: Ooh, what did we get?

Rude: Two weeks worth of rations, and a case of contraband.

Reno: Finally some good news! I'll see if I can get the meatheads there before the day is out. Save some of that contraband for me.

Rude doesn't answer, and Reno settles down to wait for the SOLDIER Firsts to get up and get moving. Sephiroth does first - rising, of course, to do some more sword practice.

Reno watches him work for a while before adding annotation to the watch log. 07:34, Sephiroth begins solo sword practice, no visible signs of his "energy alignment" practice. From Sephiroth's comments, he figures the guy is being careful with it, and doesn't want to be interrupted again - something he's already made a note of in his ongoing report.

This mission involves way too much paperwork already, and way too many questions. Sephiroth doesn't take in EXP anymore, apparently. There's something called Qi-deviation - his fit, maybe - which he's trying to avoid. He's now meditating with Materia, which is - something. And it's Reno's job to figure out explanations for all of this.

He's doing the work of a Science researcher, basically, observing Sephiroth like a lab rat for all sorts of unusual behaviours. Except he's doing it behind the Science Department's back. Wonderful.

Reno waits until Hewley shows signs of waking up before sending out the data package Tseng had prepared. Then he lies still, staring up at the forest canopy, listening.

"Good morning," Sephiroth says somewhere below. "Sleep well?"

"Yeah, good morning - wait, it's morning? Sephiroth, you didn't wake me up?" Hewley asks. "I meditated most of the night, it's fine," Sephiroth says, dismissively. "I figured I might as well let you sleep, since I was going to stay up anyway."

"That's - considerate of you, but we agreed to change shifts," Hewley points out. "You should've woken me up anyway."

"What's the point of both of us staying awake?"

"It's not about what - Sephiroth, I know you've forgotten a lot about how this goes, but we're supposed to be a team," Hewley says slowly, pointedly. "And I would've liked to be included in the decision making."

"... Ah. I didn't… think of that."

"Just - wake me up next time," Hewley sighs.

Point in Hewley's favour there, for not letting Sephiroth get away with this shit. Reno definitely wouldn't have.

There's a sound of Hewley getting up just as both their PHS's beep out a notification.

"Another mission?" Sephiroth asks.

"Mm, yeah," Hewley agrees, and judging by the sound of it he's looking through the mission files. "Hmm, there are monsters attacking a, uh, charcoal burner's house. They want us to clear them out."

"Sounds bad. Should we put off the other monster hunting mission for now?"

"... Yeah, maybe. Might be that it's an informant's house, or something," Hewley mutters. "Don't see why else they'd send us to help Wutai citizens."

Sephiroth says nothing.

Reno lifts his PHS to make another note before stopping. Sephiroth's apparent… unease has already been noted, and a bit of silence isn't exactly a clear sign of mutiny. The guy has second thoughts - like just about every asshole sent to the front. Nothing new about that.

Except for the fact that Sephiroth isn't allowed to have second thoughts, according to his files.

"Do you have any of those fruits left?" Hewley asks. "I'm hungry."

"Yeah, I picked some more earlier - and I think there's some rambutan over there too…" Sephiroth says and there's a sound of him walking over. "Huh, they are. Didn't notice them in the dark yesterday. Here, catch."

"Oh, those are edible?"

"Yes, you just peel them. Tastes a bit like grape," Sephiroth says and picks some more while muttering under his breath, "What they're doing growing out here though, I don't know."

"Nice. You remember Wutai pretty well, huh? Being able to forage and all."

"... I guess so."

Shutting his PHS off as quietly as he can, Reno puts his hands behind his neck and listens with a scowl as the SOLDIER Firsts enjoy fruit for breakfast. All he has is a few power bars. Che.

"Genesis sent me a message," Hewley comments. "Apparently Hojo is tearing his way through the SOLDIER program."

"... Oh?" Sephiroth asks, his voice audibly tensing.

"Yeah. More tests, observation, and a bunch of Seconds have been called in for extra injections."

"..."

"Yeah," Angeal answered. "Listen to this; Hojo's also taken personal interest in the SOLDIER cadet selection process and has stated that he'll be doing the Mako reaction tests himself."

"... Cadet selection process?" Sephiroth asks. "Is that for selecting new SOLDIER members?"

"Yeah. You probably don't remember, right? When they pick who gets to become a SOLDIER, there's a bunch of tests. Mostly they're physical - and once you pass those, you have to pass Mako reactivity tests. Not everyone can handle Mako injections, so…" Hewley trails away.

"... How many candidates are there usually?"

"Hundred or so in each batch. Of them, maybe ten make it through the whole selection process."

"I see," Sephiroth murmurs. "Hojo taking interest in that is… probably not a good thing."

Hewley says nothing.

Reno grimaces. Yeah, the creepy Head of the Science Department definitely wasn't happy that they yoinked his favourite lab rat from his grip huh. Here's hoping there won't be other incidents - though if there are, they will be Tseng and Cissnei's problem. Reno and Rude have their hands busy here, with these schmucks.

"Nothing we can do about that here," Hewley says. "Ready to set out?"

"You don't want to warm up first?" Sephiroth asks. "We could do some forms."

"I'll warm up enough on the way there - there'll still be a lot of monsters between us and the house."

"Ah."

"Did you… " Hewley hesitates. "Did you figure out the whole thing with your EXP gain?"

"Yeah, more or less. Don't worry about it. There's still some hawthorn fruits left - do you want them?"

Reno rolls his eyes. Spoken like a man pasting posters on his walls to hide the holes in his house. Who would've thought that Sephiroth was such a shitty liar?

Sephiroth and Hewley set out, and Reno sits up with a stretch, the hammock rocking side to side underneath him. His neck is all fucked up from his sleeping position, but hell, at least he didn't have to sleep on the ground.

Easing himself onto the tree branches, Reno packs the hammock away and then drops down. There are just seeds and skins left from the fruits the SOLDIERs had been eating. Nothing left for him. Assholes.

Sighing, Reno picks some unripened hawthorn fruits from the tree he'd seen Sephiroth pick them from and heads after the SOLDIERs, to continue his watch duty.

This month's bonus had better be worth all this.

Gonna start leaving out the links to parts that are available on ao3 because list of links is getting ridiculous.

#fanfiction #ff7 #svsss #reno of the turks #sephiroth #angeal hewley #shen qingqiu #shen yuan

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mildly-inconvenienced-bat · 8 months

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ATEEZ THE FELLOWSHIP: BREAK THE WALL IN LATAM - BRAZIL EDITION

Now that I have your attention, let me just tell you how utterly INSANE that concert was.

For a little more background, this Saturday (Aug. 26) Ateez came to Brazil for the first time and held their 1st stadium concert at Allianz Parque in São Paulo. According to a few articles, there were around 30k people, even though they weren't using the full capacity of the space (around 45k I guess). So far, this is the biggest public they have performed in front of. Also, the only other kpop group to perform there was BTS, so there's that.

I know some countries work differently, but in Brazil we don't have numbered chairs/spots in most of our concerts, so the first ones to get inside on the day of the concert are the ones with the best spot to watch it. That being said, there were people camping around the stadium 3 MONTHS before the concert even happened, just after the tickets were sold. Yes, we hate that kind of people.

But funny enough, when a VIP package was announced, 10 days before d-day (yeah, that's right, a soundcheck-early-entrace package announced only 10 days before the concert - and we hated that also), that meant that unless those people bought the VIP expansion, their camping would have been useless. Fun fact about the VIP expansion/upgrade: it ranged from 1,8k reais (+-370 USD) to 3k reais (+-615 USD) depending if you already had Pit (kinda front rows?) tickets or would need to upgrade - and our minimum wage is 1,7k/month (+-350 USD/month).

Now that I've covered that, let's move on to my personal experience, because that's what I really want to talk about (and no other social platform would really listen, so thank you tumblr for allowing me to talk to myself comfortably).

I live kinda near São Paulo, but the bus I had to take would only do the longer route, so that meant waking up early. Like, 1am early, to have breakfast, get dressed up and styled for the concert, and get to the bus station. I went with my sister and my best friend, we did our best to stick to our schedule, and we almost missed our bus - shout out to the other bus driver who took pity of us and helped us get to the right bus, you're the best and I hope that both sides of your pillow are aways cold.

We arrived in São Paulo at 6am, and took the subway to the stadium's district. We also had to walk 1,5km to get there, as most streets around it were closed and no uber would take us. So picture me, in 12cm platform boots, walking 1,5km. It was an experience, to say the least.

When we finally got to our sector's line, it was around 7:30 in the morning, and there we stayed until 4pm. Yep, almost 9 hours in line, with barely enough space to sit down for a few minutes before the line would move forward for no apparent reason. But, I also met new cool people, and got a few free pc and pins to keep as souvenirs!

I know it must sound like I'm complaining about the whole experience but I promise I'm not. Actually, it was my fist kpop concert, and also my first time on a floor spot, and everything felt so crazy and intense, I don't even know what I was expecting from it all.

We got inside at 4-something pm, and that was the first bathroom break we took since we left the subway (and about that, never doing that again). We managed a place not that far from the b-stage, fixed our things and ourselves, and waited.

If you ever watched an Ateez concert livestream, you know that sometimes they run a bit late, perfectly normal. But let me tell you it didn't take more than 10 minutes for them to start, and I'm pretty sure that if we were excited and nervous, they were 10 times more.

Unfortunately Jongho wasn't there, he's in Korea and will have to fix his ankle with surgery. We did our best to sing his lines even more energetically so that the boys would see that we understand the situation, and that we love Jongho just as much. 8 makes 1 team, after all.

There's not much to say about the concert, I guess everybody knows the setlist and the interactions they usually do with the crowd. But my honorable mentions go to:

The boys introducing themselves in Portuguese! Also them speaking Portuguese randomly during the concert~ it really felt special seeing them doing it

Their reactions to our cheerings! We are known for our passion, and honestly we are very much proud of being loud - they looked so happy whenever we'd match their energy

On the topic of cheering - the "break the wall" chant. Or even better, THE "break the wall" chant. Not to be cocky, but I challenge any other country to surpass us

Wonderland. I mean, do I even have to elaborate? We did our best to sing Jongho's highnote, it wasn't perfect but it was full of love

Last but not least, us making them blush HARD. we have this chant that goes "Lindo, tesão, bonito e gostosão", and you can translate it if you want, but roughly it means we called them beautiful and hot <3

I don't think I'll be posting my videos in here, but if you wanna fell the Brazilian vibe, you can check out my Instagram highlight "ATEEZ IN BRAZIL" on @/itsme_clarinha, or my Twitter (X?) under the same name where I'll post a thread with the full videos I didn't manage on Instagram ✨️

So that's it! I probably forgot a bunch of stuff, but what I remembered was what I wanted to mention the most;; and if you got this far, here's the video of the best brazilian fanchant ever lol

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sublieu · 1 year

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synopsis: "Redson, forced into allowing his friends to sleepover runs into a threesome, how will things work?"

references: ⚉ ⚆ ⚇

word count: 2.0k words

author's note: Something else is gonna get uploaded soon

cont. warning: Feminization, cross dressing, pegging, threesome, fellatio, [semi] hair pulling, marking, voyeurism, teasing, afab Redson except he has genitalia of a man, [mentioned] overstim

mutuals/friends: @zuzuthesnake @chimemori @mortal-mayhem @yellowaxol

𝘚𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳┆"All creations/edits belong to ©𝐒𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐮 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑; 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐑𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝"

𝙉𝙤𝙬 𝙇𝙤𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜...

Redson lies on his couch, texting his group chat of friends when a sudden group call appears on his phone. Pressing accept to hear both Mei and Mk's voices in unison to get an answer as to why they chose to call this late at night, knowing fully well that he was at his girlfriend tonight.

"Well, we were wondering if maybe we could come over for a sleepover?"

"Yea! Since you're spending the night there it'd be fun for all of us if we came, we'll carry snacks~"

Mk purrs the last sentence as Mei nods in agreement, thinking that it wouldn't be a problem as they did make a valid point before shrugging and allowing them to come over. "Thanks! Mei pack our bags for the weekend I'll pack the snacks!" Redson hung up on them and goes upstairs to your room to change into bed clothes, wearing a loose oversized T-shirt with the caption 'Choke on it' when he hears the bell. Already surprised at how fast they came since Mk decided to stop using his abilities for mundane tasks.

He opens the door for his suspicions to be right, seeing them both stand at the doorway with pajamas and camping bags. Guiding them inside the house and putting up the bags of snacks and drinks they brought for the weekend. "Woa, your girlfriend's got a cool crib red!" Mk pipes up and sits on the sofa, stretching his legs from how comfortable it was whilst Mei puts away their things.

"Just don't touch anything you're not supposed to and you'll be fine" He replies nonchalantly when he hears the doorbell ring for a second time, bewildered as he goes to the peephole and spots a delivery man with two boxes and opens the door.

"I have a package for y/n l/n?" "Oh she's not here but I can sign it" He is handed the boxes and paperwork to sign as Mei peeks outside before greeting the man. "Looks like you're in for a fun time tonight" The guy presumes, making the redhead look at him in confusion and inquire about what he meant before he walks back to his car and drives off as he held the packages in his hands.

"What're those?" Mk knocks on the box to hear what the sound could be when Redson places them down on the table and reads the boxes' information, one having a brand he knows all too well, Candied I's.

He opens the box with a bright color scheme and spots what exactly you bought, A 12-inch, ribbed dildo alongside optional equipment. That being of the strap, vibrator button, and charger before hearing Mei's giggle "Gee Redson, you can take up that size? Impressive~" "No this is not for me!" He yells as his hair grows hot to the touch, Mk goes behind him and rests his head on the angry demon's neck to tease him as well "Didn't know these were the kind of things you and y/n were into" he kisses his neck as he whispers in his ear, leaving him stuttering and whiney when he felt the apprentice's leg press against his cock.

"Th-that's not true..." "Oh stop lying to yourself Redson" Mei stands in front, kissing him on the nose and trailing her fingers down his chest "Why don't you open the next gift for us hm?" Mk inquires and stands away from the blushing man, his boner evident through his T-shirt when he opens the second box; An almost transparent, lacey kimono robe with matching lingerie is revealed from the box as they laugh at his embarrassed stuttering.

"It's not mine I swear!" "Then look at the size number then, if it's not your size number then it must be her's" Mk folds his arms and sits on the couch as he watches the stuttering man look at the size; Size 66, medium. His exact size. "You ok there bud? Lookin' a little worried over there" He cocks a grin, basking in his reaction as he walks over to Redson and guides him upstairs to a bathroom to change.

"B-but what if it's y/n's?! It could be hers you don't even know!" He rebuts and tries not to enter, sweat dripping from his face before being pushed inside and locked. "You're not getting out unless you wear it and don't try to run away!" Mei holds onto the door as he tries to open it before stopping and looking in the mirror.

'Why would she ship me this?' He looks at himself in the mirror, staring himself down with the lingerie pressed at his chest, already loving how the color matches his hair perfectly.

He sighs and proceeds to take off his clothes, gently pulling the lingerie to his chest and removing any wrinkles found. Hugging his hips and showing his plump thighs perfectly before putting on the (almost) transparent kimono robe and taking out the elastic that held his hair, letting it fall to his shoulders and back before brushing it out whilst looking at himself in the mirror. Shocked at how feminine he looks.

It was no hidden fact from his family and peers he had the body of a woman, the only difference is that he had a cock between his legs. Not that he doesn't mind as it had its perks when ready. He sighs before responding to Mk that he was done changing as they open the door, their jaws dropping to the floor at the sight.

Thick, feminine thighs and hips, feminine facial features, and the hair alongside the lacey lingerie made him look like an actual woman. "See? Was that so hard?" Mei snaps a picture and walks over to him, gently holding onto his waist and playing with his hips before being guided to your shared bedroom; The room is dark with a few fairy lights sprawling here and there, they've seen your room during the day so it's understandable both you and Redson did not like lights hitting your face.

He sits down on the bed before backing up onto the headboard, Mk and mei following suit and going to either side of the bed before trying to make him comfortable (which he already was). "Now are you sure you wanna do this?" Mk looks at him with a skeptical look when he nods as Mei pipes up "What's your safeword?" "Stop." He gives them a neutral face before laughing along with them, receiving a kiss from Mei as Mk kisses his neck. Forcing him to let out a gasp when his hands reached down to stroke his cock as Mei takes off her shorts to put on the strap.

Mk turns the smaller male around and proceeds to have a slow make out with him as he takes the kimono off, groping his chest as he moans in the kiss before attacking his neck again to leave hickeys. Redson whimpers as he sits in the boy's lap, holding onto his shoulders as he allows the apprentice to mark him before feeling the weight of the bed get slightly heavier as Mei goes behind him to kiss him on the cheek; pushing down the lingerie to kiss his back.

As their hands roam the redhead's body, they lie him down on pillows before Mei crawls between his legs and help him out of the skin-tight fabric, his cock leaking pre as she strokes him off. Kissing from his chest to his abdomen as she grabs the bottle of lube on the bedside table, spreading an even amount of lube on her fingers before lifting his lower half and lubing his entrance. Staffing two fingers in to loosen him up as he whines expectantly.

Mk sits at the head of the bed and rests his friend's head on his lap, gently holding onto his cock and pumping it as he moans and whimpers; Cock throbbing and eager for a release already as Mei lines up to his hole and pressing the tip at his entrance, teasing the poor sub as she laughs at his eagerness.

"NGH!" He hisses through his teeth and holds onto Mei's arms the more she pushes, half of her already making a bulge in his stomach as he adjusts to the tight fit whilst getting hushed by Mk as he tries to comfort the boy. Mei already starting a slow, rough pace to knock the wind out him as he watches the tummy bulge.

Mk pushes his hand on the bulge before pushing it down the more Redson wails, wrapping his legs around Mei's waist; Moving from Redson to the side of the bed as he watches Mei do her work.

"How ya holdin up there bud?" He wears a cocky grin as Reason digs his manicured nails into the girl's back the deeper she thrusts, soaked with sweat, drool and tears as he screams in bliss before getting a gentle kiss from Mk as he palms himself through his underwear whilst watching Redson's facial expressions.

Redson's vision fades from black to white the longer he watches the strap go in and out of him, the ribs rubbing against his prostate as he tried not to cum so suddenly. Only whining when he felt Mei pull out and take a quick break; Getting turned around to lie on his stomach as Mk sits in front of him once more, gently slapping the tip against his cheek to give hints as to what he wants.

He gives the apprentice a lovestruck look as he sucks on the tip whilst stroking it, wrapping his tongue around the pulsing dick before sucking him down. Most of Mk's cock pressing at the back of his throat as Mk lifts the sub's hair out his face; Mei standing behind Redson's and rubbing the strap against his ass before pushing it in and continuing her original pace.

Mk gently holds the boy by his stomach as he stands up in the bed, leaving Redson on all fours as they continued. To caught up to even realize that someone was watching them through the shadows; "Fuck, Red~" They'd moan in unison as he tries not to pass out from oversensitivity, Taking Mk down the hilt and catching him off guard as his cock leaks precum.

Mei was too distracted by Redson's body to even pay any attention to her friend as she watches every mark and scar. Soaking in the sight of seeing her bite marks and hickeys as he pussy drips in ecstasy by the sight alone alongside the vibrator stuffed inside her; Mk on the brink of cumming the longer he thrusts down the gagging boy's throat, holding onto his head for dear life as he cums inside. Redson's swallowed most as some leaks from his throat and onto his chest and the sheets whilst Mk thrusts down his throat. Pulling out to cum on his face before sitting back on the headboard. Leaving Mei and him to cum as Mk was out for the count.

She grabs onto his hips and thrusts harshly into the sobbing male, soaking in the sight of seeing him whimper and cry as she milks herself of her pride by stroking his cock. Feeling it throbbing in ecstasy as he (desperately) hurries to cum, his begs finally coming to fruition as his sight fades through white spots before making a mess of the bed. Mei cumming shortly after and squirting all over the vibrator stuffed inside her puffy walls before pulling out and lying on the bed; The trio laughs when Redson tries to get up only to fall onto the fluffy pillows.

"H-how was that y/n?"

Redson huffs as he wipes a sheen of sweat from his face, Both friends look down at him before responding "Y/n isn't here, she left for a business trip and asked for us to take care of ya" "Yea!"

"I beg to differ"

They look at your glowing eyes in the dark before lighting a cigarette and puffing smoke through your nose, resting your face in your hand before responding.

"Do it again."

©𝐒𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐮 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑; 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐑𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝

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pernillemagda · 10 months

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Finally managed to translate the full thing😅

1:30 - In 1971 when Denmark won the unofficial WWC the Danish commentator asked "Is there still anyone who dares to say something downgrading about women's football. Pernille "Yes, unfortunately. But luckily less and less in the past years, and when she hears it, she often just ignores them as she won't use her time on negativity.

4:30 - A typical day in camp is breakfast, training, sometimes media, treatment, some social activities and then early in bed (at least most of them she says)

5:00 - She "fears" most playing against England, and don't know what to expect from China and Haiti

6:00 - He believes Denmark can get out of the group but will meet a hard opponent. He thinks Pernille will be a key player. Pernille herself says the team will be disappointed if they don't get out of the group

8:00 - She thinks she's fit enough to play a full 90 minutes, and if she's tired after 80, she will still play the last ten (said with a smile)

9:00 - Talks about her injury and how she dealt with it mentally, ex. meditation but nothing knew

11:40 - Already when she laid in the dressing room, she knew it was a long injury

14:30 - Fun fact, she both played with Barbies and was a "tomboy"

14:50 - Talks about her short hair

15:00 - She knew very early that she was better than the others and talked about her essay. When she started to get on region teams and U-National teams she started to believe she really could go far.

16:50 - She's asked if it's only talented or also hard work. She thinks it's a mix of both and doesn't think anyone can be the best in the world if it's only talent.

17:15 - Henrik Lindinger talks about Pernille and how she's a "complete player" and how opponents have wanted pictures with her and everyone know who she is no matter where in the world she have played

19:30 - When she was 15-16 years, her big goal was to come to Germany to play which she would achieve through Sweden

20:30 - Talks about how it's nice to see different cultures and how to adapt to different team cultures

21:10 - The Bayern coach days he sees Pernille as a 9/10 which she agreed with

21:20 - Plays a clip from when she wins Danish player of the year 2015 and she says she won't be satisfied before she have won best in the world 5 times in a row. It wasn't a real goal but a meteor for achieving her full potential and be the best she can be.

23:30 - Talks about all the sacrifices she have to make when moving out from Denmark and generally be a football player.

23:50 - Her family is good to support her and visit her often, so she sees them a lot.

24:20 - Talks about a "package-deal". They never officially said they only would go together but i ly had said to their agents they would like to sign for the same club but it wasn't a demand. But she's really happy that a club like Bayern can use both of them

25:40 - We apparently got 2 times unofficial world cup Champions. The first time wasn't with a national team and Denmark didn't have any, instead a club called "FC femina" and the year after, we had a real national team who also won the WWC

26:00 - Plays a clip from the match and interviews with the former captain

27:00 - She think it's interesting to listen to the old sound files with the national team in the seventies and that they, when she was born, 20 years later, still wasn't public known.

NEW PART ADDED

28:50 - One of Pernille's goals was to make women's football more visible, she thinks she has achieved it partly, and Henrik Lindinger.

30:00 - Pernille's debutant match wasn't sent live, it got broadcaster later instead. It wasn't. until the semifinal 2013 it was broadcasted

31:00 - How was it to score a hattrick in your debutant match? Pernille: I was really nervous before the game, so after the game with a hattrick i was okay satisfied.

32:00 - Talks about the new fan club which she's very grateful for

33:50 - She's asked if she's an ambassador for women's football, and as humble as she is, she answers she is in Denmark, the host then adds she's also out of Denmark. Pernille says she's very grateful for her fans and she tries after a match to give back some of her time in the form of pictures and photographs for all the hours the fans use.

35:00 - A small feature from Helle Thorning Schmidt (Former prime Minister in Denmark) on Pernille's bravery to be herself and say her opinions

36:40 - The women got 1 million less than the men for reaching the final in 2017 compared to the men's euro in Russia. The women got 82.000 DKK. And Pernille's answer is clear NO it's not fair.

37:30 - She thinks it's hard to demand the same salary as the men, but at least the training facilities could be the same she thinks.

39:00 - Last season the average salary in the best women's League in England was 417.000 DKK and in the premiere League its 73 million DKK (174xthe women's yearly salary)

40:00 - Talk about the missed world cup in 2019 and the cancelled match against Sweden. She hadn't thought it would go that far so DBU would cancel a match for "as little as they asked for"

43:00 - Henrik Lindinger talks again about how Pernille had used her voice and how she after "the famous kiss" realized she had a platform. Pernille don't add something new about it

44:30 - It was after the kiss they both realized the platform they had as many people wrote to them how much it meant to them. She also adds about the Hangout

47:00 - Talks about how it's "normal" to come out as a women but not as a man

50:00 - she's asked what she wants to do after her football career, she has started to think about it as she's getting "older" and it should definitely still include football but she doesn't exactly know what it should be yet

50:45 - Clip with Junge. She says Pernille is a very down-to-earth person and not someone who has to be centre of attention

52:00 - After her career, she will not only think back on her football career but also her friendships around the world and how people see her as a person. She gets touched by Junge's words but as she's from Jutland (known for not showing emotions) she says she's not while smiling)

54:00 - She choose the ending song - Lykkeli with "I follow rivers"

#podcast #pernille harder #sofie junge #translated

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sublimecatgalaxy · 1 year

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liz💓💓 you already know how obsessed i am with pedro lol can i request something where the reader and joel are out looking for supplies when things start to get a little spicy and joel basically has to try and keep her quiet so that they don’t get caught by clickers? this is probably terrible but just the thought of joel whispering in my ear makes my head spin 🤭

I would literally do anything for you- so yes. I didn't know how spicy you wanted this so I went with my gut. This is definitely smut LMAO.

"You sure we're good here for the night?" Ellie asks behind me, her hand gripping onto mine tighter as I turn to Joel who gives me a hesitant look, rapping his fingers against the door of the department store that we've entered quietly.

Nothing happens, no clicking, no mumbling, nothing. Just pure and utter silence that happens to be more terrifying anything.

Joel waves us on to follow him, his gun ready at his side as he carefully and calculatedly steps around the stems on the ground, careful to not awake the hoard just a half mile away. Ellie looks up at me and holds the flashlight beneath her chin with a giggle, forcing a laugh out of me but our fun is killed when Joel turns around with a scowl and he reaches up to press a finger to his lips.

"Joel, look." I reach out to grab his hand in mine after pointing towards the wall of camping gear and he relaxes a bit, turning back to me with a soft, proud smile- maybe not a full smile but it's something.

"Did he just smil-"

"We don't mention it." I whisper to Ellie as she giggles under her breath, gripping onto my hand before I can let go of Joel's hand, he squeezes mine tighter, not letting me go as we continue towards the object of our affection, the huge tent on the wall and the supplies scattered around it.

We work on gathering what we can into the bags that we find, canteens, packaged food, canned food, first aid kits for mine and Ellie's clumsy asses, but most importantly we found texts and blankets that would end up doing us well.

"Was that thunder?" Ellie asks after the blatantly loud crash that could genuinely be anything in the state of the world that we're in. But another loud crash fills the room along with a bright flash of lightening and I jump, looking to Joel with a frantic look.

"We can set up camp here." Joel's stern voice almost comforts me because I know that he'd never steer us wrong or lead us down a bad path, always wanting to keep his two girls safe. "Set up the tents, rest a bit." He claps his hands with a sigh, reaching down to grab his back and a tent before turning to us.

"Seems like we're pretty safe here for now." I shrug, looking to Ellie who isn't completely convinced of our plan to hunker down. I know she's eager to get to her final destination and, don't get me wrong, so are we, but it's hard to be up and moving for days, especially in this world. "I say we do it." I give her a nod, reaching out to pat her shoulder soothingly and she nods. "Am I with you or Ellie?"

"With me." Joel says before I can even get the sentence out and he begins to walk away, expecting me to follow. but I'm stuck in my place, looking to Ellie with wide, shocked eyes. She laughs and gives me a little nudge in his direction and I can feel an anticipatory shiver run down my spine.

"You heard the man, go."

It takes a bit for us all to get settled, Joel helping Ellie and I both put our tents up before we allow ourselves to settle into our respected spaces, unpacking and actually changing out of the clothes we've been in for days on end now.

It's hard not to watch him as he turns his back to me, stripping himself of his shirt, revealing the strong muscles of his back and neck, his biceps clenching with every move while he puts on a new shirt. I try to do the same, I try to pick my jaw up from the floor and finally change- the only thing I've been thinking about for days- but now that I'm here, alone with him for the first time in at least a week, all I can think about is reaching out and touching him.

But I don't.

"Do you have an extra shirt, Joel?" I ask timidly, rubbing my arms that are covered in goosebumps, biting at my lip as Joel rummages through his bag, pulling out a large t-shirt before tossing it in my direction. "Thanks."

I sit up, stripping myself of my shirt as I wrap my arms around my bare chest, feeling Joel shift behind me as I feel a hand on my bare waist.

It's been so long since we've had the time for him to touch me, only sneaking quick grazes of our hands against one another while we've had Ellie attached to us.

I shiver against his touch, neck craning back to look at him and he smiles softly, wrapping his other arm around me, hand coming up to wrap around my throat, thumb rubbing gently against my jaw as he pulls me back into him.

His lips find my neck, free hand that's not keeping up chin tilted upwards travels down my chest and waist, touching and exploring every inch of my free skin. Anywhere he can reach, he'll touch.

"Missed you." I whisper, tilting my head to catch his lips in a heated kiss, my whole body warming after being out in the damp cold for so long, and I move to turn in his grasp, sliding effortlessly into his lap with a moan.

"'m right here-" I pause against his lips as I clear clicking outside, my jaw dropping and eyes lifting to look back at the door and Joel freezes against me. "Shh." He whispers, rubbing my back soothingly as the clickers seem to pass by the tent, not bothering to tune in on the way that I'm breathing and for a minute, Ellie passes through my mind, wondering if she hears them too.

"Fuck." I mutter moments later, hearing tapping on the tent wall and I fly to slip a sweatshirt over my head as the door begins to unzip. Joel's armed in nearly a second, gun positioned firmly towards the door as Ellie shows up in the gap of the tent wall

"It's me!" She squeaks, tossing her backpack into our tent and I give Joel a look and a pregnant pause falls over the tent as Ellie looks around behind her. "They're gone." She breathes a sigh of relief and shivers, looking to Joel in a pleading look. "I hate to kill the romance but can I hang in here for the rest of the night. If I'm going to die, so are you guys."

"That's the whole point of protecting you. C'mon kid." I giggle, tugging her into the tent and into my arms as she cuddles into my sleeping bag, Joel glaring at us from across the tent with his oh so familiar scowl.

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27potatochips · 3 months

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@meowmeowriley asked to hear more about 4, 6, and 7 from my COD wip list (thank you very much btw) and my motto will always be 'ask and ye shall receive' so here we go!

4 Still Unnamed centaur AU: Alright so Price is the very proud owner of a centaur wildlife reserve which is a place that takes injured centaurs and fixes them up so they can be released again. Ghost, Soap, Gaz, Roach, König, and my OC Flower (pls ask me about him), are all centaurs who cannot be released into the wild due to various reasons and they act as like ambassadors, they even organise events to help raise centaur awareness (everyone especially adores the kids that come with school visits) but Shepard, who is a very high official in the wildlife reserve business, only sees centaurs as beasts and not like the intelligent beings they are. He tries to put Price out of business at every opportunity and is generally an all around dick. Yet nothing seems to work as support for centaur communities continues to blow up due to the team being adorable and in love together, i mean look at Ghost blushing as Soap tries to court him! It's adorable!

6 The Men In The Corner Booth: It's basically an outside view on the lads from the perspective of a gay bar and it's patrons. I love outsider POVs so i decided to make my own. It's mostly about the lads being disgustingly in love with each other while also being absolutely insane. Also features another of my OCs i call Timber. I don't have much yet but i still love it.

7 Wild Wild West: A RDR2 and COD crossover, i also love this one. The lads are a bounty hunter gang who mainly deal with the worst of the worst and are on the search for Graves who betrayed them, they find out Graves is working with these dudes called the Pinkertons and accidentally stumble upon the Van Der Linde Gang getting shot at and decide to intervene. They team up and join the camp as they search for Graves, in the meantime they show the Van Der Linde gang that things could be better mainly by just doing their own thing as they normally do. (AKA everyone does the chores and brings in money instead of relying on one dude to do it, i am a firm believer in letting Arthur rest. That poor man needs it) Ghost and Arthur bond, Hosea and Price bond over being dads, Price sets Dutch straight, they drive Micah crazy. Very fun. Also stars Flower because i love my boy.

Nobody asked for it, but i need to rant about my Star Wars COD crossover too, it's very self indulgent and full of my own headcanons so be warned. It's about Ghost and Soap being Mandalorian bounty hunters who just got married a week ago and still very deep in that honeymoon phase. They make a stop on Coruscant because they're out of the tea Ghost drinks and Ghost without his tea is a nightmare so they go get it even though Coruscant is a sensory nightmare (They are both force sensitive because the Force is very cool and force sensitive Mando's exist damnit) they find his tea, but also find a wee little baby Obi-Wan, freshly traumatized from Bandomeer, hiding in a alley because Obi had a panic attack while searching for his master at the markets. Ghost and Soap's Mandalorian instincts activate, Soap sees Obi is Stewjoni like him and gets even more protective. And well the marriage is really new but it's never too early to adopt right?

Baby Obi gets fed copious amounts of tea and cookies and gets adopted, but requests to get brought back to the Jedi temple because he does really want to be a Jedi and finish his education, Ghost is a bit pouty but they drop him off by the temple with a care package and a few dozen comm numbers to call if he ever gets in trouble or just wants to call his new family. And because Obi-Wan is the greatest danger magnet to have ever lived he will get in a lot of trouble lol.

Anyways, first post that is not a reblog i think, nice. I will always love questions about things i write or my OC's so please, if you're curious about something, ask away.

#Still don't understand how tags work but i guess i'll figure it out eventually

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softcabur · 1 year

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₊‧°𐐪♡𐑂°‧₊ the en bloc collective

pairing: idol!soobin x reader

genre: fluff, crack, childhood-best friends to lovers, idiots in love

summary: you and soobin are the bestest friends in the entire world, you dare those in doubt to ask anyone (OK, maybe not anyone, just those who've signed the NDA). but in the wise words of olivia rodrigo, it's brutal out here -- and maybe even more so in the world of idols and their secret best friends who are desperately in love with them. but it's cool, chill, neat and dandy, because for soobin, it's all worth it. you'll just have to fight the tides one mystery girl scandal a time.

MASTERLIST

L/N Y/N: 22, tattoo apprentice first, college student second. you major in english-korean translation at SNU (your mom likes to brag about it to the knitting club). you met soobin at the local playground, where both you and your moms became 4 lyfers. you made your private a soobin fanpage because it annoys him as much as makes him blush, and what are you if not a loser who’s love with in their best friend.

yunjin: 21. she was classmates with you and soobin in high school, where you guys were all part of the same friend group, but she became closer with you after soobin left to become a trainee thus him and you stopped being a package deal 😕 fights with soobin for the “best friend” title daily (all in good humor… at least soobin thinks hopes so, because if not it’s on sight). she was also majoring in translation at uni, but dropped out in freshmen year because fuck school and became the self-titled receptionist of en bloc. dreams of becoming a nail artist though, she has some ambition!!

wooyoung: 25. cousin of yunjin, resident at and owner of the en bloc collective. a mother’s worst nightmare (seriously, he was big talk of the local knitting club when he got his first tattoo of many at 16). a big-time ladies man with no filter, who very publicly beefs with the artists of his old parlour on twitter, so it’s just a matter of time until he gets cancelled for something. has the word “rizzlord” tattoo’d on his left hand because he drunkenly made a bet with a stranger then lost the game of rock-paper-scissors (and an idiot, because… it was a bet with a stranger?? they never met again??)

chaewon: 23. tattoo artist and piercer at en bloc, came after wooyoung from the old studio. biggest sweetheart you will ever meet, the simple proof of that is the fact that half of the parlours regulars came back in the first place because they fell in love with her!! she’s helplessly in love with woonwo, though still in denial about that fact. dropped out of law school when she realised it’s not like how it is in how to get away with murder.

minji: 18. full time college student with a part-time job at the café next-door to en bloc, the corner café. she met you at freshmen camp where you were the instructor of her group, then became fast friends with you at a seminar (why was she at the same seminar as a senior, you ask? because she’s a genius with too much confidence, that’s why). baby of the group who really wants a butterfly tattoo on her neck but none of her en bloc friends are willingly to do it for her because she’s a BABY.

mingyu: 25. quiet, handsome, mysterious, and computer illiterate, nobody knows a thing about him besides the fact that wooyoung begged him to come work for him (despite the fact that he literally CANNOT use twitter, man has insane clout on the app) every day for six months straight and then managed to win him over with a mysterious favour that’s being kept as confidential as a state secret between the two men. replies to the groupchat bi-monthly then dips.

masterlist | next

FUN FACTS!

• the tattoo parlour’s name “en bloc” was inspired by the fact that me and one of my friends from uni have this fantasy of opening a bar with this name if we end up not getting any jobs with our comm degree lmfao

• mingyu didn’t actually sign a NDA with BigHit, so technically he isn’t supposed to know that Y/N knows soobin and the guys, but everyone forgot about this fact when they made him a private twitter. although, he logs on so sproadically that the gang’s not even sure if he’s put two and two together yet (better question: has he even heard of txt?)

• chaewon used to be one of the old collagues that wooyoung bullied online. (chaewon flamed his ass though).

• english is my second language so please consider the typos characters flaws 🫶🙏

#soobin #choi soobin #soobin x reader #soobin x you #txt #tomorrow x together #soobin fluff #soobin smau #txt smau #soobin fanfiction #txt fanfiction #fic: invisible string

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arecaceae175 · 1 year

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Authenticity Ch. 11: Soft Friend

Summary: Warriors enlists the help of the chain to create something for Wild.

This chap was inspired by a comment on AO3 and also everyone giving Brenda so much love after the last chapter. My Brenda is my absolute favorite thing so it makes me really happy to share that with our little corner of the internet. AND @wildsage00 your kind words gave me the motivation to write it today! <3333

“Hey, do any of you-”

“AH!” Legend whipped around to face Wild, frantically shoving something behind his back. Sky and Warriors pushed themselves against Legend’s shoulders, effectively creating a wall between Wild and whatever was behind Legend’s back. Warriors and Sky had large smiles on their faces. Wild had an inkling that the smiles weren’t genuine, coupled with their strange behavior. He narrowed his eyes.

“What are you doing?” Wild asked.

“How do you walk so silently? We have a lot of knives, you know. One of these days you’ll surprise one of us and get stabbed,” Legend said. Wild shrugged.

“Lots of practice evading monsters. I’m pretty sure I have faster reflexes than you, so I don’t think that’ll be an issue,” Wild said. “What are you doing?”

“Nothing. Did you want something?” Warriors asked.

“Oh! Yeah, I made some honey candy for Wind. Do you want any?” Wild asked, holding out a handful of candies.

“Ooh! Thank you!” Sky said, eagerly reaching for the candy. When he leaned forward Wild tried to peek over his shoulder around Legend’s back, but whatever he was hiding was covered with the end of Warriors’ scarf. Wild frowned. An uncomfortable feeling churned in his chest.

“Thanks,” Warriors said. He reached for the candy more carefully and his scarf didn’t move.

“I’m good, thanks,” Legend said. Wild stared at the trio for a moment longer, but they didn’t do anything that might give away their intentions.

Wild sighed and turned back to the campfire where he had his candy-making supplies laid out. Wild sat down with a huff and watched as Legend, Warriors, and Sky turned their backs to the camp.

“They’re doing something ,” Wild lamented. Twilight chuckled, and Wild turned to him in surprise.

“Don’t worry about it, cub,” Twilight said.

“Do you know what’s going on?” Wild asked.

“I do,” Twilight said, “But it’s not a big deal, promise. Don’t worry about it.”

The uncomfortable feeling in Wild’s chest grew. He was being left out.

“Did I miss something? Why didn’t they want to tell me what it is?” Wild asked in a small voice.

“No, Wild, nothing like that,” Twilight said, turning to face Wild.

“Then why don’t I get to know?” Wild asked.

Twilight huffed out a laugh and shook his head. He scooted closer and lowered his voice. “Okay. I’m not supposed to give it away, but they’re making something for you.”

Wild blinked. “For me?” He asked.

Twilight smiled widely. “Yeah, for you,” Twilight said, emphasizing his point with a gentle poke to Wild’s knee. Wild blinked at the place on his pants Twilight touched, feeling the sparks from the contact flutter through his skin.

“Why?” Wild asked.

“What do you mean, why?” Twilight asked.

“Why are they making something for me? Am I supposed to give them something back?” Wild asked. He rubbed both his knees to even out the contact sensations.

“There doesn’t need to be a why. Warriors thinks it’s something you’ll enjoy, and Legend and Sky care about you so they were happy to help him put it together,” Twilight explained.

“Oh,” Wild said. He could understand that. He liked giving people things to make them happy. “Okay.”

“You won’t have to wait much longer. Pretend I didn’t tell you, though. It’s supposed to be a surprise,” Twilight said.

Wild shoved his lips together and gave Twilight a thumbs up. Twilight laughed as the they both went back to packaging the leftover candy.

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Two days later, just as everyone was finishing dinner, Warriors approached Wild. He had his scarf in a bundle in his arms. Everyone else was glancing their way, but at least pretended not to watch.

Warriors set the bundle down in front of Wild and sat down next to him. Wild glanced at the bundle, then up at Warriors, who was smiling at him.

“Unwrap it,” Warriors said, nudging the bundle closer to Wild with his foot.

Excitement flared through his body, and Wild wiggled his shoulders as he grabbed the bundle. He unwrapped it with great care so he wouldn’t harm Warriors’ favorite scarf. As he was unwrapping, Wild’s hand hit soft fur. He pulled his hand back in surprise at the unexpected change in texture. The scarf fell to the floor as he shook his hand.

Underneath the scarf was a plush toy horse. It was elegantly made. The brown, fur fabric was sown together delicately with clean lines. Wild picked it up carefully and turned it around in his hands. It was big enough that he could hold it in both hands. There were small black buttons for eyes and a nose, and longer strings for the mane and tail.

And it was soft.

“This is for me?” Wild asked, just to be sure.

“It is. You sounded really sad when you said you couldn’t bring Brenda on your travels, so I thought you would like a traveling friend,” Warriors said.

Wild’s eyes went wide and he hugged the horse to his chest, wiggling with joy. “I love it!”

“Time did the design, and Four, Wind, and Twilight picked out the fabric. Sky and helped me sew it together. Hyrule and Legend came up with a protection enchantment, so just in case anything happens to it it won’t break,” Warriors continued.

Wild wiggled harder, and brought one hand away from the horse to flap excitedly. He brought the toy up to rub against his upper lip for the ultimate softness test. It passed, and Wild couldn’t contain a squeak of excitement.

“I’ll name him Brenda the Second,” Wild said, voice muffled through the toy.

Warriors laughed and nodded his approval. “Perfect.”

“Wars, thank you,” Wild said. He leaned to the side and pressed his arm against Warriors’ side. Warriors gently brought his arm up around Wild’s shoulders and squeezed his other arm.

“You’re welcome,” Warriors said. “I’m glad I can do something to make you so happy.”

“You don’t think it’s weird that I’ll be carrying a toy around?” Wild asked, memories floating into his mind. Most adults thought it was weird when he carried Brenda the Sandseal around Hateno, so he usually left her at his house.

“I don’t care what you do, as long as it makes you happy. And as long as it doesn’t interfere with your fighting skills, but I don’t see that being an issue,” Warriors said. Wild let out another happy sound and pushed his arm harder into Warriors’ side.

“Thank you. I love him,” Wild said. He hugged the horse close to his chest, already planning a new pocket in his bag just for Brenda.

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I'm real tired all the sudden! It was kind of a long day. But I'm on my way home now and it's a little warm but I'm in a good mood. I feel pretty happy.

It was nice to sleep in. But I felt very delirious when I woke up. I woke up in the middle of the night at one point because James stole my blanket. We have our own blankets and sometimes we share the big comforter but it's too warm for that right now So there was no reason for them to steal my blanket! But I got it back and everything was fine. And then I woke up again when their alarm went off. Because it's startled me. And then I woke up right before they left because they were saying goodbye. And then I woke up for real at 9:30. So I think my body was just very confused at why we were waking up so many times.

When I did wake up for real I took a little while to actually like shake off being sleepy. I felt like my face was very puffy. And that was not comfortable. But I would get up and get dressed and things were okay.

I decided that I needed to get things done before I sat down and ate something. So I did some water changes for the fish tanks. Which is mostly just getting out some of the debris from the bottoms and then replacing the evaporated water. And then I was happy to see that kitty kitty, the loach seems to be doing well but he is pretty skish. The name is fitting. And then I spent a little time vacuuming but then the vacuum died too quickly so I gave up on that and just wipe down services and clean the sink. I had some leftover pizza which was not very good but whatever. And then went to work in my studio.

I finished up the bears that I had sewn yesterday. Gave them all faces and stuffing and close them up. And then I went through all of my other products. I brought in the basket from the car and took everyone out of their packaging because some of their faces are just goofy. I think I made them when their eyes were slim pickings. So I ended up taking a few of them apart and exchanging the eyes for different sizes and that was an excellent thought. So now I have an entire pile of ones that I want to change the faces on. I just think that they'll sell better with a better energy. And then I chose the ones that are going to be sold at the market this week and figured out a new way of storing the popcorn boxes so that nothing gets crushed. And I decided that I did need to go and find another one of these little crates. I think in the long run even if I just use it for transport it's going to help me out.

I worked on a couple other things. Specifically sorting out the souvenirs and putting everything into bags. I packaged everything up so that when I deliver them to their different locations it will be easier. And then I did just some work on my desk and putting things away and it was nice.

I decided I wanted to go for a drive. And so I drove out to savers in the afternoon. I didn't really want anything and honestly it was kind of a bust anyway I barely saw anything I wanted or even wanted to take a picture of. So I just kind of wandered and people were very unaware of their bodies and just blocking the entire aisle for no reason. I did end up finding an excellent pair of vans. Which is great because I had actually been looking for an interesting pair of vans on eBay for the last month or so. I prefer a slip-on but these ones were just too good to pass up. I love the primary colors I love the patching. I think they're really great.

Not that I'm really a sneaker girly but maybe I will be. At least at camp.

I went over to the dollar store next to look for more of the wooden marbles. No luck. I did end up having a funny interaction with a woman as I was leaving and then when I decided to drive over to Joanne's she also drove over to Joanne's and so we were like what funny meeting you here and then we both got in line at the same time so obviously we're best friends now. I did find the milk crate I wanted and it ended up being only $5 because it was on sale and I had a coupon. And I was very pleased about that. And I told myself that if I didn't find the marbles there I would go to five guys for lunch. If I did find the marbles I was going to go to Denny's.

But there were no marbles to be found. The only thing I was able to find were wooden beads but that is not the same thing. So I told James to ask Jessica for me this week where she buys them. Because it's basically what we use for balls and track.

I didn't love my five guys. It was fine but honestly it was too hot. Maybe cuz I was too hot but it was fine. I took half of the fries home and would enjoy them a little bit better when I got back there.

James reminded me that I had a 4:30 start at the Museum and out of 5:30 start. So that threw my plans off a little bit but not too much. I decided I would go right home and spend an hour there and then go to the Museum a little early and roller skate in the pavilion.

And that is exactly what I did. I didn't roller skate as long as I really wanted to in my heart. But my ankles are just so weak. Like I was able to escape for like 5 6 minutes and then I have to take a break and then I could go a few more rounds but my turns and stops are getting much stronger and my transitions from foot to foot are really getting good on that pavement but as soon as I tried to go on the gravel it was a nightmare disaster scenario. I am not strong enough. But I was still having a very good time.

James got all caught up because the wedding was struggling with their video file. Same as every other wedding. And by the time I decided that I was done skating went over there and they were just getting file to work. But they still had their other closing duties so I went and got myself situated and got mine sewing stuff out that I brought and I worked on some new pins and keychains.

Something about me is that I hate cutting fabric. I hate it I rush and I mess it up and I hate it. I love sewing. I hate cutting fabric. But I did cut out a little felt bears to be pins. And I think that they will be very cute. Even if I hated cutting them out.

Honestly I didn't really feel like myself tonight. I was very tired emotionally. And I really wasn't like as on as normal. And I was excited to see this wedding because it was an Indian wedding and I always love the traditional dress. Everyone looked great. And it was just very cool to see everything all pretty. But the decorations kind of left something to be desired. They were a little boring. The thing that they got married under which has a name but I did not catch was pretty but everything else was just kind of plain. Which is fine I was just surprised.

It was really a struggle to get anyone to come up and talk to me but once they did they all loved it and they were all lovely. There was a little drama though because they only had one table of appetizers and half of it was vegetarian half of it was not and nothing was labeled. And I think a bunch of vegetarians had to crab by accident. Hopefully it is not a huge deal and no one gets sick but that's not good. I let Angie know just in case.

I did have some great conversations though I just wish that people would have come in earlier. And the ones that I did talk to were just so sweet and I was running around and I was a little all over the place and I think some of my regular speeches were getting mix-match and upside down but. Everything was fine. It was a good time.

I hope Angie move a table with all the cards on it and then she went outside to take down their wedding arch thing. And she said thank you about 15,000 times and then I went home.

And I'm almost there now. My feet hurt really bad and my makeup was holding but now is melting again on my face and I'm really annoyed about it. I think it's a primer issue. I'm going to experiment with another plan tomorrow. Today's seem to work pretty well but we continue to try to fix this situation.

Tomorrow I have a busy day at camp. I'm at camp the first 4 days of this week. And I'm looking forward to it mostly. The mostly is only because it's supposed to be pretty warm and I don't really like to be hot especially when I'm going to have to be walking up and down hills a whole bunch. But I think the groups will be very fun and that makes me happy when they're good groups. So fingers crossed it's a good week and I have a good time and I remember to bring the big water bottle so that I am hydrated. I tried my best to be hydrated today but it was hard still. I think I filled up my water bottle like six separate times.

I am home now and I'm going to go take a shower. I hope you all have a great night and sleep well. Until next time.

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