#no but this is a joke really i dont want that type mentality ever returning to this hellsite

[meltwonu]

| 🍒 CH-CH-CHERRY BOMB! 🍒 |     [CHAPTER 7]

pairing; dom!seungcheol x camgirl!reader

this chapter’s notes; camshow, fingering, daddy!kink, dirty talk, ‘cuz you can touch touch me~ 😏 ur gonna need to imagine headband/bandana wearing left&right cheol for this cuz that’s the fantasy i was imagining for this chapter the entire time i was writing it hehe 🍒 quick apologies to anyone who thinks this is moving a little slow 😩 I literally don’t know how to shut up and I end up writing too much LMAO and as always, thank you for the continued interest! Have a great weekend bbys! 💕 

chapters; 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - ?

dom.cheol has donated $400

therealchan99: yea this is about right on course

dom.cheol: what, did u miss me? 😏

gentleman_josh95: loosely

chwenon: more like the obscenely large donations were missing lolol

You jokingly roll your eyes, exhaling deeply as you push your toys off to the side of the bed. You’d just finished your Saturday show without a hitch, albeit feeling a little lonely. “Aww, c’mon you guys! Don’t tease~” Glancing around the room, it did feel a little odd to you now that Seungcheol wasn’t there but he had called earlier in the day and told you that it might’ve been better if he stayed back.

In truth, you understood exactly how he felt.

Part of you was ready to throw all caution out of the window when it came to Seungcheol and he felt it too. But at the same time, you knew it wouldn’t be that easy and that there were still things that the two of you needed to discuss before deep diving into intimacy, especially when it came to powerplay.

kitty_junjun: hey dont take this in a weird way but like

kitty_junjun: i feel like i saw u earlier today…

universe_WZ: ooo i never thought abt that before

sleepy_wonu has donated $75

xcaliburDK: have ppl recognized u irl before? :o

dom.cheol: i feel like i might’ve seen u irl before too…

Your cheeks bloom a hot pink; a nervous giggle on your lips. “Oh! I mean, yeah, there’s been a handful of times. I’ll wear wigs out sometimes though. Can’t have people calling me out in a grocery store, y’know?”

kitty_junjun: wait so maybe i did see u? I dont wanna give out locations tho…

“Maybe! I’m still out on my little weekend trip and I was out and about earlier~ if you see me next time, don’t hesitate to say hi! I promise I don’t bite~” You pause, leaning closer into the webcam as you wink.

“Unless you want me to~”

You start running a bath right after you end your show, stretching and turning on some music as you start to unwind. Thankfully you didn’t have a tiring show today, so you decided to take the rest of the night to pamper yourself in preparation for your day with Seungcheol.

Biting your lip, you pick up your phone, already seeing a multitude of messages from Seungcheol on your lockscreen.

cheollie ✨: don’t forget ur glass of water!

cheollie ✨: also don’t forget i’m picking you up at 9:30am

cheollie ✨: hope ur ready to spend all day at the roller rink with me baby

You can’t help but grin, already excited to see how Seungcheol spent his day at work. Typing a response, you quickly hit send before setting your phone down onto the nightstand and making your way to the bathroom.

‘I can’t wait! I’m so excited~ u promised me free skates and free food so don’t forget!!’

It’s exactly 9:29AM when Seungcheol messages you that he’s downstairs.

You check yourself in the mirror one last time, smoothing down your dress and hair and grabbing your bag before you rush down to meet Seungcheol. 

There’s a mild feeling of nervousness that pours over you, but you quickly shake it off once you see his blue headed figure standing outside of the lobby.

“‘Cheollie!”

He turns around to face you just as you stop in your tracks; gasping when you see the cute way he’s styled his hair for today. “Whoa… wow, uh, j-just.. Wow. You look great in bandanas...”

Seungcheol laughs, eyes forming crescents. “I don’t usually work the weekends so I thought I’d spice it up a little. Guess it looks good?” You can only nod shakily, mentally cursing yourself when you feel the arousal already pooling inside your body. He winks at you once, opening the passenger’s side door as you slide into his car.

“Hope you’re ready to have a boring day at the roller rink with me.” He gives you a tight lipped smile, shutting your door before he rounds the car to get in on the driver’s side.

“I’m telling you, it’s not going to be… y’know, anything crazy.”

“Who says it has to be! I’m excited to see where you work and anyway you promised!” You tease, poking him in the arm as he starts the car. “I know, I know… I just---I don’t want you to be disappointed. I bet you thought I was some rich old hotshot before, huh?” Seungcheol shoots you a glance, smiling gently.

“Mmm.. not really.”

“No? You didn’t think I was some lonely CEO with loads of money with a thing for camgirls?”

You laugh at his response, placing your hand over his on the gear shift.

“Nah, if there’s anything I thought about you, it was that you were way too nice to be on some camming website.”

The two of you have idle conversation as Seungcheol takes his time to drive to the roller rink. In all honesty, he was a little nervous himself, although he’d never say it to your face.

“Oh my god, is that it?! It’s so cute!”

He parks close to the entrance, turning the car off as he jogs over to your side to help you out. “‘Cheol, you know you don’t have to be so sweet~” You pout, latching onto his arm as he locks the car.

“Oh but I do. You deserve to be spoiled once in a while!”

A blush coats your cheeks yet again, shy eyes fixated on the floor as he walks you towards the entrance. “Yeah, but all you ever do is spoil me… That sybian was no joke and my god, Seungcheol, the price! I almost had half a mind to return it…” You end in a mumble. Seungcheol laughs, opening the door for you as you unlatch from his arm and step in first.

“You’re worth spoiling. Now stop worrying, okay? I promise I’m not up to anything illegal in order to afford your gifts.” Giggling, you lean up to kiss him on the cheek, nodding firmly.

“Fiiiiine, I trust you, y’know?”

“I know, baby. I trust you too, now let’s go meet my best friend who’s going to play butler for you today.”

He leads you over to the concession stand where an equally tall yet bored male stands. “Hey, Jeongguk!” The said male looks up from his phone, eyebrow quirking when the two of you walk up. “Uh, hey Seungcheol-hyung…” Seungcheol feels a weird tenseness fall over the three of you, clearing his throat to get Jeongguk’s attention when he finds the younger male staring.

“Um, this is my friend. She’s---uh, she’s gonna be hanging out here for the rest of the day. I promised her that you’d give her free food, so uh, just--just let me know how much it is so I can tell Namjoon to take it out of my paycheck.” Jeongguk grins, a sly look in his eyes when he finally meets Seungcheol’s concerned eyes.

“Sure! Can I talk to you over there? It’s about our paychecks actually.” Jeongguk turns to you, leaning over the counter. “Sorry, employee only info, ch--uuuuuh, you know the deal.”

“Yeah, of course!”

Jeongguk points off to the side, gesturing to Seungcheol who follows suit.

The younger male makes sure they’re a safe distance away, watching as you pluck your phone out of your purse before he starts talking in harsh whispers. “What the fuck, dude!? You’re---no, you’re not fucking Cherry. She doesn’t have a boyfriend so what the fuck?”

The blood drains from Seungcheol’s face; the feeling in his fingers going numb as his throat goes dry. “Wuh--what? What are you---what are you talking about?” Jeongguk scoffs, eyes rolling jokingly.

“So, hyung, how do you know her?”

“You’re asking me?! How do you know her!?” Seungcheol’s eye twitches just as Jeongguk shoots him an incredulous look, arms crossed in mock annoyance. “I’m a horny boy, what can I say.”

“Please do not ever use those words to describe yourself again.”

The younger male stands in silence, nodding in thought.  

“Fuck, wow, I should’ve noticed. All those extra shifts you were taking, the reason why you could never come hang… You don’t like working here as much as Yoongi-hyung but you--holy---holy shit, wait--you… you can’t be…”

Fuck, here it comes.

“You’re fucking ‘dom.cheol’ aren’t you? You’re the one always leaving her insane fuckin’ donations all the time… and the gifts.. Oh my god. The ‘cheol’ was from Seungcheol, I should’ve known...”

Seungcheol dies a million deaths inside his head; the ringing in his ears becoming unbearable while Jeongguk stares at him in mild disbelief. “It all clocks out, holy fuck. No wonder you were so fucking eager to pick up so many extra shifts…” Seungcheol’s mouth opens and closes a few times, unsure what to say.

“I mean, fuck hyung, I--I’m kind of impressed but wow. You think you know a guy, huh?” Jeongguk laughs, patting the older male on the shoulder. “She’s only one of the hottest camgirls out there right now. You’re a lucky man, hyung.”

A weird possessiveness washes over Seungcheol, hands gently balling up into fists at his side. “Okay, well, she… she’s just here to chill, alright? Don’t do anything weird. And most of all, don’t say anything weird either.” The younger male nods, already walking back to where you were standing.

“Hey, sorry, hyung’s paycheck is gonna be pretty sad next week and I had to let him down gently. Anyway, I’m Jeongguk. You are?”

You give him a fake name; shaking his hand over the counter as he grins at you.

“It’s my pleasure.”

You spend the first two hours on the floor skating; catching Seungcheol’s eyes on you from time to time as he sits nearby cleaning skates. The place seemed pretty empty, which was something that Seungcheol was immensely glad for.

Eventually you skate off out of the rink, making your way to Seungcheol who smiles at you when you come sit next to him. “Told you. Bored already, huh?” The two of you share a laugh, watching as the few other people continue to skate around the rink.

“I mean… it’s different! Right about now I’d usually be six episodes into a new series or something… It’s nice to be somewhere else and doing something different.”

He nods in return, slightly pouting when he turns to face you. “I hate that you have to go home tonight.” You mirror his sentiments, lips quirking into a sad smile.

“I know… I don’t wanna go home…”

Seungcheol bites the inside of his cheek, eyes flitting over to Jeongguk. “Hey, maybe we can bail a little early. This place is pretty dead anyway, and I--I can have Jeongguk clock me out when he leaves. My shift is supposed to end at 3PM and it’s noon now so… We can leave in a hour? Maybe get a late lunch?”

“Seungcheol… I don’t want you to get in trouble…” You mumble, brows furrowing in concern. “Really, it’s okay! We can just hang here ‘til then and still have time to get dinner!” He sighs, knowing you were right. Now was not the right time to be testing the waters with Jeongguk and Namjoon.

“Okay, okay, you win, baby.”

It takes 45 minutes.

45 minutes and a free drink from the concession stand before your mind starts wandering.

You watch Seungcheol converse with Jeongguk behind the concession stand; his cute laugh sending you into orbit when your eyes meet and you can’t stop the thrums of lust pouring over your body when a certain idea pops into your head.

Seungcheol turns his attention back to the younger male and you quickly start to unlace your skates and put your normal shoes back on before Seungcheol’s entire break gets taken up. 

You walk up to the two; Seungcheol cleaning off his hands before he exits from behind the counter.

“Seungcheol…” You softly call out; a look of concern crossing his features when he stops in front of you. “Hey, is everything okay?”

“Yeah, mmhmm! I just--I need to talk to you, if that’s okay?” Jeongguk already turns to leave, wiggling his eyebrows at you.

You drag Seungcheol away, tugging him towards an even emptier part of the roller rink as the concern builds up inside of him. “I have an idea.” He feels himself gulp, already anticipating what you have to say.

“And…?”

“Well… It’s… It won’t t-take long I don’t think, just… hear me out?” You question gently, head tilting cutely up at Seungcheol who already knows he can’t say no to you. “Okay, shoot.”

“Wh--what if we… film a small POV v-video… like, not a live one! Just a small upload on my channel to test the waters maybe? I just---you don’t have to say anything and--and it’ll be quick, and--and like, nothing major just a little, um, f-fingering and--oh my god, sorry, I shouldn’t have a-asked, that’s just---I’m s-sorry I was thinking about it and it kinda got to me and I’m---I’m kinda already wet just thinking about it and--”

“No, let’s… let’s do it. To be fair, people seem to like risqué public things like that right?” A crimson blush falls on Seungcheol’s cheeks as he turns the tables, wrapping a hand around your wrist as he walks you to the employee restroom. “It’s… there shouldn’t be anyone in here so we should be safe.” He mutters, checking to make sure before he ushers you inside and locks the door behind him.

“I don’t know what to do so you’ll have to guide me a little here, baby.”

You nod, pulling your phone out and opening the camera app. Scrolling, you put it in video mode, clicking the red button before passing it to Seungcheol. “I’ve never done it either but I’m sure I can just… crop it and I m-mean it’s meant to be a little shoddy, right?” You giggle nervously, body already on fire when Seungcheol makes the camera face you. “You don’t have to say anything if you’re not comfortable with your voice being in the video, I just need… this.”

You reach for his free hand, playing with it as you run your fingertips across the veins. “I’m sorry, daddy… I just… I couldn’t help but think about your fingers inside my tight pussy...” Seungcheol almost loses his grip on your phone; palm clammy when he watches as you bring his hand underneath your short dress.

“Please… please, won’t daddy fuck me with his fingers? I promise I’ll be good for the rest of the day if he lets me cum on his fingers…” You whine.

Seungcheol isn’t ready to have his voice heard yet, so he nods, fingers twitching in your hold.

You take this as an okay to continue, dragging his hand up until his knuckles graze your panties. “O-oh, fuck…”

This time Seungcheol takes the lead; his own body ablaze when he can already feel your wetness soaking through your panties. He presses into it, digging his fingers into the wet material until it sticks to you like a second skin. “D-daddy, please, please, put them inside, I need it!!” You mewl, trying to keep your voice down as much as possible while still being audible enough on camera.

He shoots you a look; one that tells you to hike your dress up until your soaking panties are seen through the camera lens. And you easily follow, holding your dress up as Seungcheol drops to his knees, angling the camera upwards until only his fingers and your clothed pussy are in view. You spread your legs a little more, back resting on the wall behind you.

“Please, I can’t wait any longer…”

He gulps once, saying a prayer before he slowly pushes your panties to the side. And you all but lose any semblance of sanity the second he runs his fingertips through your wetness, pussy clenching around emptiness. “Fuck--fuck me, please!”

Once Seungcheol deems his fingers wet enough, his eyes meet yours, asking for silent consent before he makes any further moves. You nod frantically, fingers gripping the material of your dress tightly.

Seungcheol bites his lip the second he starts sinking his first finger into your tight warmth; already feeling the drool pooling in his mouth when you moan loudly. He starts a slow pace, mentally noting just how obscenely wet you are when he drags his finger out slowly. “Ngh, daddy m-more, please, I can take it, I wanna be f-full~” He gives it a few more thrusts of his index finger before he adds his middle finger; this time slowly sinking both digits into your pussy as you whimper above him.

His eyes flit up, mesmerized when he sees your face contort in bliss. “O-oh my god, I’m--I’m already so close… Daddy’s fingers are so much bigger and thicker than mine, it fuh--feels so good…” You mutter; squirming when Seungcheol doesn’t move.

And it takes him a second; too fixated on the way your tight walls only seem to suck his fingers in deeper.

But he starts a moderate pace, scissoring and curling his fingers inside of you until you’re reduced to whines and soft breathy moans.

He can already feel you getting tighter around his fingers after a few more minutes; doubling his pace when you start to beg.

“Oh my god, oh my god, ‘m so close, fuck! P-please touch my clit, daddy, please make m-me c--cum!”

Seungcheol feels his cock throbbing in his pants but he focuses on you, thumb immediately on your clit as he rubs harsh and quick circles on the swollen nub. He doesn’t know how much time has passed or if his break is over, but the look of absolute pleasure on your face is enough to make him not care.

He curls his fingers into your g-spot, holding them still as he continuously rubs your clit until you’re cumming; thighs shaking as you let out shaky breaths above him.

“Oh m-my god, daddy!” You mumble in a hurried frenzy, thighs clamping around his hand between your legs as the pleasure washes over you.

Seungcheol lets you ride out your high, gently wiggling his fingers inside of you as he starts to slow down.

“Mmh… Seungcheol…”

Oh fuck.

He definitely liked it when you moaned his name. 

“Y-yes…?” It’s his cue to turn off the camera, shaky finger pressing the ‘stop’ button. He gently slides his fingers out of you, muttering an apology when you wince.

“You don’t have to say sorry! It’s just… ‘m sensitive…” You mewl, already missing the feeling of his fingers inside of you. “Y-yeah, of course! I, um, I hope that was okay? I’ll give you a second to get cleaned up, I’ll uh, run and get you some water.”

You nod in response, thanking him before he quickly washes off his hands and bolts out of the restroom; ears and cheeks redder than a tomato.

Once you’re alone, you quickly open your camera roll, clicking on the video as you hurriedly crop out the beginning and end, making sure that the short video didn’t have any incriminating details before you open up your camming homepage.

There’s a moment of unsureness that makes you pause. You bite the inside of your cheek, weighing the potential outcomes of posting this to your page. 

But before you can change your mind, you quickly start the upload; adding a title and a short description before you lock your phone to let it process.

In the meantime, you get cleaned up, checking your appearance in the mirror once before picking up your phone again. Unlocking it, you find the upload has finished and you exhale sharply, publishing the video before locking the device again.

You move to exit the restroom, already finding Seungcheol holding a bottle of water on the other side.

“Oh, there you are! Everything okay?”

“Mmhmm! I uploaded the video before I could change my mind so I’m a little nervous…” You trail off, accepting the bottle that Seungcheol passes you.

“Well, the good news is, we’re bailing, now. I told ‘Guk to clock me out so we should get out of here so I can get your mind off of that.”

He shoots you a genuine smile, offering his hand which you take.

“Let’s fuckin’ get some ice cream, I think we deserve it.”

Seungcheol takes you on a scenic drive, taking you to an ice cream shop further away from town.

The two of you sit down in a booth towards the back of the shop and he helps clear your head, talking about various topics to keep your mind off of the huge risk you’d just taken.

“Anyway, that’s one of the reasons why I’m never bar-hopping with ‘Guk again. He’s got no limit, nobody can keep up and nobody wants to keep paying the uber fees.” You laugh as Seungcheol finishes his story, taking a sip of your milkshake.

You can’t help but sigh after a few seconds, pouting at Seungcheol who blinks questioningly at you. “‘Cheollie, I don’t wanna go home…” He stares back, unsure of what to say. A million different thoughts run through his mind in the split second before he opens his mouth.

“Why don’t you stay with me for a couple more days?”

Seungcheol doesn’t understand the gravity of his words until they spill out of his mouth; a panicked look on his face when you go completely silent in the seat across from him. “I m-mean, uh, I mean, like, fuck. I’m sorry, that must’ve been way too out of bounds. I just---it’s just, you don’t want to go home and---and I can take care of you while you’re here! Even if it’s just a couple days. I can help you film too!” He curses himself for rambling; immediately shutting himself up.

“I--I don’t want to bother you, ‘Cheol… That’s really too kind of you…” A shy blush coats your skin; chewing on your bottom lip when you shyly avoid his gaze. “A-and my filming stuff is back home too… I brought a few toys with me so I could film my weekend shows but--but my camera…”

“I can ask Jeongguk!”

You shoot him a bewildered look, brow quirking. “He--he streams sometimes too, like, video games ‘n shit. He actually offered me his extra equipment a while back, if I ever wanted to get into it myself. I can ask to borrow it, if you want?”

You drink in his words, unsure. The thought of staying with Cheol might’ve danced across your mind a handful of times, but now that the offer was on the table, you weren’t sure how to respond.

You trusted Seungcheol, and you knew by now that he would never do anything to hurt or betray you. But this was a far leap from how things were the last time you’d seen him.

“Listen, I can see the cogs in your head turning, baby. You don’t have to if you don’t want to, I’m not forcing your hand into anything you don’t want. But I know you’ve been wanting to get out a ‘lil more and… well, in truth, I think it’d be nice for both of us? I can take care of you while you’re here with me and we can keep each other company.” He pauses, smiling at you from across the booth. “But I can also take you back to your hotel room and let you pack so you don’t get home too late.”

“‘Cheol I trust you.. It’s just that… I’m s-scared…”

“Scared? Of what, baby?”

The warmth blooms inside of you; shy eyes meeting his.

“Scared that I’m not gonna wanna go home…”

Seungcheol takes it easy for the rest of the day and doesn’t make an effort to get an answer out of you. He takes you around the city, tugging you into shops he thinks you’d like and walking around with you aimlessly until the sun goes down.

But time seems to go even faster once he takes you to dinner; a sigh on his lips when he knows he has to bring the topic back up.

“I hate to ask but… I have to take you back to your hotel after this so…” Seungcheol trails off, leaving it open-ended for you.

“I know… I just want to know… Why do you like me so much?”

The question takes Seungcheol by surprise; eyes wide as saucers. “I--I’m sorry I don’t follow?” You chuckle under your breath, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

“It’s just… we were strangers, kind of, before Friday, you know what I mean? And now you’re offering your place to me to just… crash at for a few days? What if I rob you blind? Or what--what if you try something with me that I don’t like?” You suddenly start catastrophizing; mind going a mile a minute with potential outcomes.

“Hey, whoa, whoa, wait. Calm down, sweetheart. It’s okay! Breathe!” You let out a shaky exhale, groaning as you hide your face in your palms. “God, ‘Cheol, ‘m sorry, I--I really want to stay with you for a few days. It’s just that my brain is going light speed and I can’t keep up. I really like you too, you’ve been nothing but kind and sweet and you’re so handsome, it’s just so crazy to me...” Your words are slightly muffled but Seungcheol catches it, a soft chuckle on his lips when he leans his head on his palm.

“I’ll sleep on the sofa and leave you alone. You can take the bed. Hell, you can even rob me blind and I’d say thank you.”

He reaches his free hand over, fingers circling your wrist as he pulls your hand down. “And I’m offering you my place because I like you as you. You’re cute and funny, and so fuckin’ humble. And I want to get to know you better. In person, y’know?”

“Y-yeah… I wanna get to know you better too. And it’s only a couple days right?”

“Right.”

Seungcheol drives you back to your hotel, a smile on his face when he sees you in better spirits.

He parks his car in front, turning to face you. “So I’ll just wait here while you grab your things and check out, okay? I’ll contact ‘Guk to see if I can swing by and take that extra equipment he offered.”

This time you nod cheerily, body buzzing with excitement as you hurriedly step out of his car. “I’ll be quick!”

He gives it a moment before he picks his phone up, taking a deep breath before typing out a message to the younger male.

‘Hey, ‘Guk I have a favour. Get back to me asap if u can.’

Jeon 🥴 : bold of u to msg me…

Confusion crosses Seungcheol’s features; fingers hovering over the keyboard. ‘What are you talking about?’

Jeongguk takes a second to send a screenshot, Seungcheol’s cheeks burning a crimson colour when he sees the content.

Jeon 🥴: it’s the employee restroom for me.

Jeon 🥴: bruh it’s also the fuckin way i knew it was u before i even played the video… fuck man is that why u too so long on ur break? u do kno u went over right, I clocked it cuz i was expecting u to come back sooner

Jeon 🥴: for the rec im not mad, actually im impressed just cant believe this is u

Seungcheol ignores Jeongguk’s messages, instead opening the screenshot again and re-reading the video title.

‘I was so needy… 🥺 so I asked daddy to finger me in public…’

Jeon 🥴: bitch i kno ur reading this im dropping the hyung bc u kept this from me!!

Jeon 🥴: after i even offered u my extra camming stuff u were already doing it behind my back…

Seungcheol rolls his eyes at the younger male’s dramatic nature, fingers quickly swiping across the keyboard.

‘Alright, I’m sorry okay? I just didn’t think my online habits needed to be public knowledge and for the record, that was the first time I’ve ever done anything like that. I promise no more secrets, unless absolutely necessary. And also speaking of that extra equipment, can I swing by and grab it from your place?’

Jeon 🥴: r u gonna cam now? u got one sip of the devils juice and now ur all in?

‘Would u stop being dramatic oh my god. It’s not for me, it’s for ‘cherry’. She’s going to be staying with me for a few days and I fully expect you to keep your mouth shut on this.’

Seungcheol grimaces when he calls you by your online handle; already feeling unfamiliar with it.

Jeon 🥴: o i c. sure, u can come pick it up, simp. I’ll make sure she’s got all the necessary things before u get here and u owe me one!! i fully expect u to come stream with me at least once for keeping ur secrets 

‘It’s a deal. I’ll be there in an hour and a half.’

A sigh escapes Seungcheol’s lips, his eyes dancing over to your figure that skips towards the car. He locks his phone just as you tap on the glass, popping the trunk before he steps out.

“How’d it go? All checked out?”

“Mmhmm! Did you get in contact with Jeongguk? What’d he say?”

A nervous laugh spills from his lips as he puts your small luggage in the trunk, slamming it shut before rounding the car to open your door. “I’ll help you get settled in at my place and then I’ll drive over really quick and grab the stuff from his place.”

You hop in his car, fiddling with the seatbelt until Seungcheol slides into the driver’s seat.

“He didn’t ask what you needed it for?” Gulp. Shit.

“I just told him that I was thinking about streaming, for--for gaming stuff. He was okay with it.”

He’d tell you the truth. Soon, he promises.

No. Now.

Seungcheol sighs, hands on the wheel as he stares straight ahead. “No, no, I--I can’t sit here and lie to you. Jeongguk knows you. I’m sorry I couldn’t tell you earlier, I told him to keep his mouth shut because I didn’t want him to bother you while we were at the roller rink.”

“I--oh…”

He can only nod; eyes dancing over to you as you play with the hem of your dress. “Yeah, I--I’m really sorry. He--He also found out I was ‘dom.cheol’ too and, fuck, I--I don’t know, I kind of panicked too. I hid that part of me from everyone I know so it was just… it was a lot.”

You meet his sad eyes, shooting him a small smile of your own. “It’s okay! It’s a little funny that happens right after that ‘kitty_junjun’ says he saw me in person too, huh? I mean, thanks for trying to protect me at least. It must’ve been weird for you too.”

“Yeah… If you’re not comfortable anymore, I… I’d understand too.” Seungcheol prepares himself for the worst, knowing that there was a chance that this was goodbye.

“Are you kidding! What’s one person gonna do? And you said he’s your best friend and you trust him… I’ll have to take a leap of faith on that one but… I trust you.”

You lean over the center console, kissing him on the cheek. “And anyway, as long as he’s not one of those weirdos asking for ‘favours’, I think we’re in the clear, right?”

Seungcheol grimaces; as long as it’s from me and not you, he thinks.

#cherrybomb!cheol #seungcheol smut #scoups smut #seventeen smut #svt smut #scoups scenarios #scoups imagines #seungcheol imagines #seungcheol scenarios #seventeen scenarios #seventeen imagines #svt imagines #svt scenarios #scoups #seungcheol

[cattles-bians]

exes au part 14

post directory

obsetress:

obsetress: viola

em: holy shit

em: i think viola could hold a truly ridiculous number of things in her hands

em: danis like i have a little fanny pack right here- and violas like (turns up nose) absolutely not

obsetress: pre therapy viola during her relationship w dani: buys dani a birkin too, is like "here baby, so you don't have to use that fanny pack"

obsetress: dani's like "oh. i, um. like my fanny pack"

obsetress: viola therapy era after her relationship with dani: buys her a hermes fanny pack instead

obsetress: jamie rolls her eyes but dani is literally

em: i think a lot abt viola offering solutions completely unprompted n then being really offended when ppl dont take her up on it

em: pre therapy obvs

obsetress: SAME

obsetress: oh link is gross

obsetress: cost is grosser

obsetress: but viola lloyd dropping $2550 on a fanny pack for her ex gf? chefs kiss

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obsetress: ok just remembered viola slouching or leaning or w/e n like

obsetress: brain practically applying that to exes au and imagining when and where she'd slouch n everyone's reactions to htat

obsetress: bc like she has perfect posture but when she chooses to do it it's a power move

obsetress: and i. hm

em: yeah

obsetress: viola sitting up stock straight when they first get to brunch and as soon as she's ordered her bloody mary shes pulling off her sunglasses and dropping them on the table and just sinking back

em: how to phrase this w/o sounding too much like a whore

em: actually no way to say this but like i feel v strongly abt the way we make women take up less space wrt to knees together calves touching type deal and i think maybe

em: maybe viola can manspread a bit as a treat

em: hate that term but i cant think of a better one

obsetress: nah she does n it's hot

obsetress: just had this image pre divorce of viola and arthur at marriage counseling on opp ends of the couch n arthur's sitting v tight close and vi is just

obsetress: leaning and spreading a lil

obsetress: the first time jamie sees her do it she's so taken aback

obsetress: because she's NOT expecting it

em: jamies like ah ok late in life lesbian deal and then jokes on her viola is fluent in dyke slouch

obsetress: jamie immediately trying to suss out just how long viola has been fucking women

obsetress: she says to dani later "i thought she was all proper like" and dani's like "she is" and jamie's like "so wot was that then" and dani's like "well, people are gay, jamie,"

em: ghfjhgljkJFDASJKKJFGA

em: jamies like so wait how long HAS viola been

obsetress: jamie: so you were vi's first serious girlfriend right? dani: dani: jamie: right???????

em: violas been fucking women longer than jamie has lbr

em: i mean shes clearly only 35, jamie,

obsetress: jamie: so... vi... viola: hm? jamie: you're, uh, gay, right? viola: obviously jamie: right. well dani told me you've been dating women since–– viola: since i was 15, yes jamie: but you married a man

em: violas like u went to jail everyone does stupid shit occasionally

em: jamie: so how long have you been dating women viola: since i was 15 jamie: no i meant like. in years viola raises her eyebrows and jamies just like haha nevermind fuck

obsetress: she tried!

obsetress: she tried

em: jamie on her 35th birthday pencilling 'many happy returns' into violas ????th 35th birthday card

em: yknow i think

em: i think something's afoot

obsetress: jamie, giving up on the direct approach

obsetress: slipping in next to rebecca at the wine bar

obsetress: "becca"

obsetress: "hi, jamie" "hi. how old is your girlfriend"

em: am fucking losing it thinking abt jamie like. realising how much gay energy viola has

em: like taken ABACK

obsetress: fksljfLKSDJFLJ

obsetress: just like

obsetress: why are jamies reactions to viola so funny

obsetress: montage of jamie realizing how much gay energy viola has

obsetress: jamie watching viola sitting

obsetress: jamie watching viola pick up a variety of glasses and mugs

obsetress: jamie watching viola compare hand sizes with dani, jamie's girlfriend and viola's ex girlfriend who she dated for literal years and whose hand size she definitely already knows

em: NOT THE HAND SZIES

em: they go for a walk and viola immediately complains about the sun and jamie's like

em: i have a spare hat but ur not gonna like it

em: its a snapback that says daddy or smthn in gold, owen got it for jamie for her bday, jamie Loathes it

obsetress: BYE

obsetress: viola looks better in it than jamie does

em: jamie has that

em: am i attracted to viola? moment

em: it passses

em: she has already compartmentalised the weird psychosexual power play

em: queen of compartmentalising

obsetress: jamie: had another one of those moments today dani: what moments? jamie: where i thought i might be attracted to vi dani: well, you did let her fuck you... what was it, four? times in one night, so

em: jamie; yeah but like that aside

em: jamie 'thats neither here nor there' taylor

obsetress: she is the queen of compartmentalizing tho

em: i was gonna be like. 'jamies like wait i dont remember saying four' but. i think she would tell dani

em: because the flip of that is dani callin up vi n i dont think she would necessarily

obsetress: i think she would and dani would make her anyway

obsetress: well make her is harsh but

obsetress: dani would very curiously ask in very convincing ways

em: lovingly coax it out of her

em: dani: what if i fucked you four times in o

obsetress: dani: let me do five

em: viola probably wears so many rings jamie doesn’t even clock the ever present thumb ring

obsetress: jamie just. writes it all off

em: am laughing abt like. viola v meticulously taking off every single ring and putting it in its proper location before...

obsetress: there is something. so hot about that

obsetress: im gonna scream i think

em: i was just meming and now im thinking abt it and

em: truly played myself

em: actually this is me refusing to unpack whatever the hell theo crain gloves made me feel

obsetress: sdkfmsldjfa

obsetress: fair

em: sublimate it into rings

obsetress: i just like um

obsetress: thinkin about when she and dani are together and like

obsetress: it's intentional and everything has its place but vi also makes a show out of it

obsetress: and like

obsetress: she's SO painstaking about it and definitely makes dani wait a little bit and

em: helps dani outta her big ass earrings

em: i mean dani doesnt even Need the help

em: viola meticulous lloyd

em: i mean she just wears so much goddamn jewellry

obsetress: she can tell when dani's getting impatient and goes even slower

em: viola has like

em: viola is one of thos ppl thats really into expensive watches

obsetress: !!!!!!

obsetress: yeah

obsetress: nice lil canon nod too

em: she drags dani to antique auctions n danis like i cant. actually tell the difference between the real and the forgery and violas like (passionately explains it for like 30 minutes) and dani is

em: like shes mentally checked out but also v intensely watching violas hands as she points to the parts of the watch

em: rebecca gets it tho

em: rebecca Gets It

obsetress: dani shoving vi into the bathroom at the auction house and tugging vi's hand between her legs v rebecca grabbing her own auction paddle and bidding against viola for the same watch

obsetress: (rebecca n vi fuck in the car on the ride home)

em: dani grabs a paddle n mimes spanking viola n then the auctioneer is like '$250 to 201' and danis like aw Fcuk

em: violas like i cant take u Anywhere

obsetress: dani gives her the 🥺😌and viola's immediately over it and pulling out $250

obsetress: dani: i didn't even want it, i was just–– vi: i know dani: what am i even gonna do with a–– vi: i'll sell it for $500 at a private auction next week dani: so technically i'm making you money dani, grinning: it's like i'm your employee dani: do you have any more assignments for me, boss? vi: dani get your hand out of my pocket i need to focu––

#dj khaled voice another one #the dani jamie viola rebecca exes au

[snakeningel]

not to be starting homestuck race disk horse in 2019 but yknow what? I Will.

being an asian fan in the hs fandom is kinda, not great actually. in fact, it not only feels like we’re not here at all, that we’re erased, but its honestly? downright harmful. people treat the trivialization and fetishization of your culture to be,,, like a Big Joak. yall joke about weebs like these people havent been literally grooming and abusing asian girls, like we havent been made fun of enough for Their actions, like we aren't already viewed as the strange punchlines to jokes that still seem somehow acceptable. its somehow funny to joke about how you hate every sign of asian culture that shows up throughout the comics, like how dirk’s kotatsu was dumb and pretentious as if people in japan dont literally live with one and use it every single day!

even asian-coding in characters get swept away in favour of other headcanons. even the megidos, who are as close to canonically asian as they possibly can be in a medium like homestuck, are often drawn white or something completely different altogether. the stridlondes are also heavily asian-coded, and the fans who do pick up on that, who finally feel comforted by someone like them as protagonists? they often just.. give up on that, because they see so little representation in the fandom. (theres only like one popular artist i know of that draws the strilondes asian? but like, hats off to u pal, youre fighting the good fight). also, it seems strange, to be represented so little considering almost 3 billion people on earth is asian, which is, Quite A Lot to be not represented a lot. dont get me wrong, i adore the outpouring of more diverse art of the kids, but a hard truth to swallow is that pocs being weebs/fetishizing asian culture, is just as harmful as white people doing the same. there is a world of difference between japanese dirk, trying to interface with his lost culture by clinging to the most performative and popular parts of it, than another dirk, appropriating people’s cultures because he thinks its funny or interesting based off a show he watched once. i love how people are like "wow the striders like anime and care about traditions and use japanese words and overall just seem like diaspora kids" and the conclusion they draw from that is "clearly,, they cannot be asian" bc a non-asian person being interested in those things is better than an asian person whose interested in their own culture i guess??

in fact, a lot of these narratives are so much more interesting once theyre looked at through their coded lenses!

Dave’s struggle with coming to terms with his emotions strikes such an interesting chord when the striders’ concept of irony and never showing their emotions Correspond so well to the idea of honour/face, where youre not supposed to show that youre Ever Sad or anything that isnt a positive emotion because it shows that youre a Failure and You Failed and that makes you a Bad Person, which is exactly what dave struggles with because hes So Guilty about it, which ties to the guilt and shame a lot of asian people feel about not being able to live up to impossible standards set by their parents, which is another theme we see reflected in all four strilondes. 

rose’s strained relations with her mother are mirrored in so many of our second-generation lives and makes so much more cultural sense when looked at that way. the weird distance you hold from your parents, where you cant look each other in the eyes anymore, because every interaction feels more like a business transaction. you hand in your good grades and praise from teachers, talking about how mature you are, and they return with some present or gift that you don't really want. you dont know anything about them, and they dont know anything about you, Not the person you Actually Are, anyways. but there is a yearning, to be close, to know eachother, but you only feel it in return when its too late. as well as her Obsession to be mature, to be smart and adult-like because thats what shes praised for, because you Need to be academically the best always and that means reading dictionaries until the sun goes down, repeating each word until they are engraved into your mind. always finding competition, subtle or not, because if you are not the winner, what are you?  dirk’s wild performative love of japanese culture (which also, in turn, lead to non-asian fans literally trashing it like it was a funny joke to call someone’s culture lame and stupid) seems like ‘ironic’ weebism, but its also being Exactly the type of over-the-too performative reclaiming of our culture that so many asian diaspora kids do when they’re teens! they feel bad about pushing away their culture as youth, but they’re not quite mature enough to actually care about the rich history and ‘boring’ parts, so they cling to pop culture, to social media and something so much more easily consumable, like anime. which is not even to mention the idea of him trying desperately to connect to a culture that he has never grown up in, but still belonged to by consuming mass amounts of media, being Such an immigrant story. as well as his massive competitive streak and need to make other people as good as he is (but not better), is the type of internalized pressure that a lot of asian kids feel as well. 

and all the stridlondes have various anxieties about not performing well enough, of not living up to a standard that they have set for themselves, feeling like even a single step back or even one mistake is a catastrophic failure that’s branded to you for life. Which is just as much of a mental health thing as it is like,,, an asian thing

this is getting really long so im cutting myself off here but please if you want to hear more about my Thoughts and Hot Takes feel free to shoot me an ask. 

in conclusion: please treat asian people better hs fandom i literally beg you. like,, im Not tryna make waves but,, asian erasure in fandom is a huge issue and no one ever talks abt it!! dont trivialize, fetishize and erase cultures blease  big thanks to @ernikerr and @wyndryga for encouraging me to go Off and helping to write this.

anyone please feel free to rb but non-asian people please watch your mouth

#homestuck #dirk strider #dave strider #rose lalonde #roxy lalonde #strilondes #asian american #hs #pesterquest #hiveswap #aradia megido #damara megido #homestuck 2 #text post #jae rambles #hs meta #homestuck meta

[dreaminpeaches]

How does Beau realize that he loves Bonnie, Idk if you already talked about this, I just love hearing about people realizing they're catching feels..

surprisingly I haven't talked about this, but here I go:

Since Beau is Demi he doesn't feel any romantic feels towards Bonnie when they first meet, at the time she's just the annoying weird girl whose the only person he can talk to without having a panic attack, Beau, himself doesn't know why Bonnie has that effect on him he just sums it up to her being new to town

Anyways they spend more time together mostly working on Bonnie's banged up whip, sometimes its just Bonnie busting in to show him some weird manga, or weird Japanese candy/snack or whatever--basically to Bonnie, Beau is her "normie" friend that she exposes a bunch of the weirdest parts of her interest to(if you pickin' up what I'm putting down )

They go on a bunch of weird misadventures together, The time Beau spends with Bonnie is kind of like a buffer in between the time he spends trying to make amends from his past victims, which is a nice need break for the heavy thoughts...

In fact, Beau usually cuts the conversation short with Bonnie whenever she asks about his school life and high school experiences, he really enjoys the light, goofy moments he has with Bonnie (even though he wouldn't admit it) and doesn't want his poisonous past to taint that..

Beau catching feels for Bonnie starts slow, at first he starts to just enjoy looking at her (even and especially when she does dumb stuff), starts to actually laugh at her dumb corny jokes, and things start to feel more boring when she's not around than peaceful

(TW: Emotional, Mental abuse, Overworking self to exhaustion)

One of the big moments is when Bonnie has to go to a debutante ball kind of event, it was an event that Bonnie was always forced to go to when she was a kid and she had to perform a dance, each and every year Bonnie would work REALLY hard to prefect her performance, but every year her mother would scold her after the performance and say that she wasn't good enough.

Bonnie thought she was free of having to go to the ball because she had moved out and away from her mom, but that turned out not to be true, Bonnie goes to the ball to prove once and for all that she's not a failure so that her mom could be proud of her or at least leave her alone.

During this time Beau doesn't see much of Bonnie at the gas station since she's too busy trying to perfect her dance, he still checks on her and often finds Bonnie overworking herself, even to exhaustion at one point but Bonnie reassures Beau that this will all be worth it once she's able to show her mother what for!

Bonnie (of course) invites Beau along for moral and emotional support, Beau accepts because he couldn't let Bonnie go alone, with a good conscience.

There is the iconic moment in all romcoms and anime, where Beau sees Bonnie all dressed up and it makes him feel some type of way, but Bonnie's way too nervous about her performance to notice

The night of the ball arrives and Bonnie's mom sends for a limo to get her daughter because Bonnie showing up in a banged-up car would be humiliating.

Bonnie's mother is surprised that Bonnie showed up with another normal-looking person, let alone a man. Bonnie's mom assumes Bonnie and Beau are dating, but they both quickly shot that down, and then Bonnie's mom is like "Oh, shockingly I'm not surprised, you were always more infatuated with those fictional boys from those nonsense cartoons you watched, I guess some things never change"

Anyways, the night goes on Beau feels weird being surrounded by a bunch of fancy people wearing fancy clothes, and eating tiny fancy weird food and Bonnie feels weird because of her past memories floating in, and nervous stage fright/butterflies from just thinking about her performance, but they're both still there for each other, so they're somewhat grounded

The time of the performance comes and Bonnie steals herself away to get ready and Beau gives Bonnie some advice, whenever Beau got nervous before a big game, he would just look out at the crowd for his mom and just focus and pretend like she was the only one there because of win or lose he knew she would still love him anyway.

Bonnie was kind of like "uh...i like your cut, g, but , uh can't relate"

"Fine, fine, whatever just look at me"

"D-does that mean you--"

"JUST LOOK AT ME, OKAY?"

Bonnie is silent for a sec then nods firmly "Okay!"

Bonnie disappears into the crowd and returns to the center of the ballroom atop some fancy-looking stairs, in a ballet outfit she made all by herself that's clearly inspired by magical girl anime, the music starts and Bonnie puts on a banger of performance, all her moves are on point, every move is meaningful and graceful, all eyes on her. Bonnie steals a few glances to look at Beau for strength and support and he can't keep his eyes off of her, this is the most focused Beau has ever seen Bonnie on something that isn't connected to anime or mascots in any way.

Bonnie finishes her performance to the roaring of applause and roses, which kind of startles Bonnie for a sec because in her mind she literally only saw Beau and the rest of the crowd just loaded in out of nowhere, but she felt proud. Bonnie gets up and rushes towards Beau, he gets an urge to lean down towards Bonnie for like a kiss but receives a hug instead, which makes him feel kind of like what? but he's still happy Bonnie's happy...

Bonnie looks for her mom to see if she saw the performance, Bonnie finds her mom in a room that kind of overlooks the ballroom area, Bonnie's mom is alone, despite Bonnie's seemingly perfect performance her mom isn't happy, she's ashamed that her daughter would perform in such a gaudy outfit particularly treating the ball like one of Bonnie's little animation costume contest she's always going on about, Bonnie's mom claims that the audience was to distract by her ridiculous outfit to even notice her equally awful performance.

Bonnie is shocked and runs away in tears, Beau starts to follow her but Bonnie's mom says "Don't bother, she does this every year, she's just being overdramatic"

Beau turns to Bonnie's mom and tells her off; talks about even though Bonnie's kind of weird, she's very passionate about the things she really cares about, how she goes out of her way to make people happy, basically, he gushes about Bonnie without actually being gushy and tells her mom to f#%$ off.

Beau looks for Bonnie and finds her on the steps outside of the ball...

Bonnie: "Don't think I can ever show my face around here again"

Beau: "So, don't.." Beau takes out a cigarette and smokes it "Out of all the house parties I've ever been to this one's the shittest so far"

Bonnie: "What about the limo, how are we gonna get home?"

Beau:"Fuck the limo, we can just take the bus. That limo made me feel cramped anyways"

Bonnie: "I dont think I can walk all the way to the bus stop"

Beau: "UGH, fuck fine!" *Beau stomps out the cigarette and lowers his body down "If you wanted to get on my back just say so next time"

Bonnie: "O-oh, r-right.."

Beau carries Bonnie all the way to the bus stop, the bus picks them up and they both fall asleep for part of the trip, Beau wakes back up before they reach their stop and carries Bonnie the rest of the way home.

To Beau the whole thing would have been a dream had he not woken right next to Bonnie in her bed the next morning still in the same clothes, they wore to the ball.

Beau leaves Bonnie's place before she wakes up and heads home since he forgot to call his mom that he would be crashing at Bonnie's

For the rest of the week, Beau feels weird around Bonnie, Bonnie thanks Beau for his chivalry but other than a few minor references to that night neither of them barely speak about it.

Beau goes to his mom for advice about his feeling since she always seems to know what to say and how Beau's feeling even when he doesn't mention it, Beau explains what happened that night and how upset it made him feel that someone could treat Bonnie so bad like that.

Beau's mom explains that he might be falling for Bonnie, at first Beau is kind of shocked and has a hard time coming to terms with the fact (its literally like that one song in Hercules), but the more time he spends around Bonnie after he's feelings for her grow stronger and he's like "yeah, maybe mom was right"

Oof, yeah at least that's what I could think up on the fly, hope you're satisfied with this fast food of an answer

#I wouldn't say im in love #paracsom #immersive dayadreaming #paraportal #paracosm: humble pie #para ship: beaunnie #peach replies #peach's ask box #i just realized beau's basically the male version of meg from Hercules #*adds to Beau's playlist #i wrote this at 2am #forgive my ramblings #forgive my misspellings #tsundere Beau really jumped out in this post huh

[zuffer-weird-girl]

Collage made by @mistysandwichfeather

Now is the right one😅

He was tired. Tired of seing that happening or threats that never once stopped from coming.

Just last week you were almost kidnapped due to your affiliations with the yakusa, or more spefic with him... again.

Was it that difficult to leave someone who had nothing to deal with his business for once on their miserable lifes? Was that impossible to leave his angel alone and come to him instead?

Of course not. Some of the underground gangs and even villains took notice, even his besides his best attempts of acting that he didn't even cared or rather was irritated, that Overhaul had yes a weakness, his partner.

He never once was a man to feel guilty less aside pity of others... but you were a exception. A damn exception for almost everything...

And no matter how he acted or what you went through because of him, his angel always remained on his side.

He was... fed up. Completely exausted at seing that because of HIM and only HIM, your peaceful once live turned into one that seemed like hell on earth.

Heck, even by some heroes and civilians you were mistreated because of your relationship with him and the yakusa... but he never once saw you ashamed or even upset at that...

God how he despised this...

As much as it pained him to jo ends... he felt the need of freing you from this... you suffered so.. so much already.

He had to do this. Or else, his angel was going to suffer a drastic accident someday and it would be all of his fault.

He had to put a end to this.

"A... are you serious?" You asked with wide eyes at those stoic, emotionless golden orbs staring numbly back at you.

"I won't repeat myself." He said nonchalantly before turning to sit on his chair and just burry himself in work.

"K-Kai you can't be serious.." you whispered, while he sitted down and started to look at his papers... pretended to at least.

"I thought you were suppose to know me." He scoffed, ignoring the knot forming on his stomach and the way his chest was feeling so tight...

"That's one of the reasons I'm questioning you right now!" You exclaimed in disbelief "Why out of the blue just decide to break up with me out of no where?"

"... I.." you furrowed your eyebrows at the subtle hesitation at his voice, the broken yet depressed look on his eyes before he inhale and returned to that cold and stoic face of his "I simply noticed that you are nothing but a distraction. With you on the line, my goal is submitted to failure."

Your heart clenched at his monotonous words... yet you somehow knew that wasn't true.

"Liar." You hissed, he arched a eyebrow at you before you looked at him with anger and sadness "How can you say that even after telling me one of your worst memories as a child? After you, the most mysophobic person that I ever met, hold me when I had breakdown and let me cry on your shoulder?"

He cringed mentally, the one thing he despised was seing your beautiful shinning face darkening and appearing those tears in your gorgeous eyes... he wasn't the best at comforting, but he tried at least make you forget the issue...

Dammit. Why did you had to make this.. difficult?

"That was then and this is now (Y/n)." He sighed and grabbed a few papers and hand it to you with a disgusted look "I rented your old appartment back, so you won't have much trouble."

You looked in anger at the papers before slamming then down on the table.

"Are you for real Chisaki?!"

His heart beat stoped at that name bit he still remained his composure. Arching a eyebrow by force at you.

"You CONVINCED ME to moving in! Now you're just kicking me out without even a goddamn reason?!"

"Don't yell." He sighed before standing up form his chair "We're having a civil conversation here." He glared down at you with a insuferable pain on his chest.

He despised himself for that... he didn't want to let go of the only person who taught him true feelings of love and care... but he needed to. After all, if you love someone, you should let them go...?

He really didn't want that...

"Chisaki I'm not stepping out of this room until you tell me a good reason." You sinked your teeth together in a effort of not wanting to cry.

"... I'm done." He growled before getting just a few inches closer "I'm done with you. I simply am tired, try to grow up and understand that."

"You're horrible at lying Chisaki-" you hissed "Especially to me."

"An I now?" He growled threateningly "You're too full of yourself. What? Don't tell me you thought you really meant something." He said coldly while you only glared back at him, trying but failing at keeping the tears into your eyesm

"Did you forgot who I am?" He said with a disgusted look before easing his way back to his normal back position "There is nothing less than a mere debt between us. I only own you that and the apartment."

You let out a sob before making one last try of grabbing or even touch one of his hands.

"Dont lay your filthy fingers on me. Stop with this nonsense." He grabbed your wrist a bit harshly, cringing at the warmth spread through his veins and systems at feeling your skin on his...

He hated himself. Hated.

The look you gave to him, eyes tearing up but yet angry look on your features as you asked him if that's what he thought and he hesitantly nodded his head...

You made a hurtful sound before easing your free hand up, whimpering a bit for not being able to even come any closer for you to do the action.

You still loved him, even after... his attitude towards you. His grip tightened just a bit as he lowered his tone of voice.

"If you're going to hit me then go ahead." He say the words in arrogance and disgust, not even expecting that you would...

"... bastard." You whimpered before slamming your hand on the side of his face, surprinsing you both with the action that he even let go of your wrist in shock.

He didn't looked at you, but slowly returned his head back while his gloved hand traced the area which surely was going to be red in just a few moments... eyes open wide as he stared at nowhere.

It.. stinged. He felt pain before, may times actually... your slap was quite strong but it didn't hurt him that much... what hurted was knowing that he... deserved it, and looking at your at you, rivers of tears running down your cheeks as they fell in the floor.

"Fucking-!" You sobbed before wiping your tears only to come more in your face at feeling the urge to apologize to him for your actions; "..asshole!" You turned on your shoes and almost ran out of his office, slamming the door shut.

He never once saw you that infuriated and so... broken before.

What once he thought it was for the best now seemed to pierce his chest and ribcage even more... that sweet pair of eyes looking at him in hurt and dare he say rage was... heartbreaking.

Although, the more the slap didn't gurted him in the slightest, it made him think straight for once... the only person that loved him deeply, even despite his ups and downs, had just walked out of that door due to some stupid decision of him and the cruel words he let out in hope for you to give up.

God dammit... what had he done?

"(Y/N)!" He shouted after you "Get back here, right now!" He shouted again, hidding his desperation when he catched your figurine only getting faster on your steps... and the drops of tears falling into the ground

"Didn't you told me to leave?! I am leaving!" You shouted, wiping your tears in your sleeve as you made your way quickly to the bedroom.

He tried using his quirk to block your way thorugh the walls but one blink of a eye you had hitted the door and locked it twice at least... clearly not going to do your bags yet since he heard the 'thump' of someone falling into the ground and the sobs that soon came.

"(Y/n) you know I can open this door in one touch. Unlock this instant." He knocked and cringed when another sob ripped your throat...

He was such a fucking asshole... he didn't deserved you the slightest.

"Go away Chisaki! I am getting my things done so dont even need to threat me to death! Just leave me alone!" You cried while burrowing your face in your knees as you hugged your legs closer.

"(Y/n) for God's sake stop being so immature." He said nonchantly but his eyes spoked how he was feeling... or what exactly.

Regret, hurt, sorrow... all of those things.

"(Y/N)." He knocked on the door twice "(Y/N)!" He punched the door, immediately freezing when he heard your whimpers of sad and terror from the other side.

"... angel please..." he tried again, hearing you sobbing and immediately shouting for him to not call you that "(Y/N) I'm sorry dammit... just hear me out..." he touched his forehead with the wall, not getting one signal of yours breaths.

"I didn't meant those. Neither of them."

"What type of fucking joke is this-?"

"Is not, you know me dammit!" He let out a shaky breath after that "Please just let me explain myself at least..."

Your silence was better than nothing at least, even if his chest felt like a billion of burning needle were piercing it, for him to start to talk again.

"I said those things because I was out of control... I just wanted to keep you safe and unharmed." He said quite sadly, lowering his gaze to the ground "(Y/n), you're the reason I'm not completely insane, you make me feel like a man instead of a heartless and soulless demon each day that your clingy ass expend by my side..." he growled the last part before placing his gloved hand at the door "And hell and heavens know how much I crave and... love your presence..."

He rested his forehead on the door, wincing and clenching his jaw at hearing your muffled and quiet sniffles and sobs.

"All of the things I said earlier were lies to convince you to leave... (Y/n) you're special to me for God's sake-!" He almost whimpered before he took his breath back "I can't bare or simply atture even the thought of someone mistreating you or you getting hurt... and I was so blind with worry and uncertain that I ended up doing the thing I was afraid and disgusted the most..."

Your sobs had but not his vent...

"You have any idea that how much you matter..? How much I care for you is even scary... I never once thought that I was capable of having those feelings towards someone else... the minimum was... gratitude..." he turned his gloved hand into a fist, shaking a bit "Seing you get hurt or offended due to your relationship with me just makes me mad at the point of me wanting to overhaul almost everyone on this god for saken planet..." he hissed.

"... the slap you gave me was worthy... but it didn't hurt, what did was facing your sad and angry angelic persona getting out of my office... your negative feelings as a consequence of my stupid actions..."

He took another breath before hitting the slide his forehead on the door.

"I am a fucking idiot. I know an apology won't fix this neither make you feel better after the attrocities I said back there but... but please don't go."

He jumped a bit at the door unlocking and frowned at seing your swollen red eyes looking down at the ground, cheeks wet from the tears you had shed because of him... and him alone.

"You're such a jerk sometimes Chisaki." You muttered angrily while he sighed, getting that while you were mad you weren't going to call him nothing but his disgusting surname.

"I know..." he extended his hand before retreading back when you took one step back after his actions "I was... terrified of losing you due to your affiliations with me and the yakusa that-"

"You thought that kicking me out and breaking up with me out of no where was better?" You grumbled, eyes away from his sorrow gaze.

"I have no idea what passed through my mind on that moment... I-I-" he let out another shaky breath before burring his palm on his face in rage "I'm so sorry..."

You hesitantly uncrossed your arms and looked back at him, frowning at the way your arrogant and stoic man was nothing but a pile of regret and you swore that he was about to tear up...

Sighing, you gently grabbed hsi wrist and lushed out of his face, making the young man look at you with wondering golden eyes.

"You're going to hurt yourself if you dig your nails like that..." you muttered while he scoffed, glaring down at both of you.

"You see..? I don't deserve this, such kindness and care from such a angel like yourself... it was for th-"

"You want me gone?" You asked seriously while he looked for just a bit in your eyes before sighing and returning his gaze at the ground.

"Of course not..."

"And I don't want to leave either. So I'm stuck with you..." you slowly cradle his face gently in your hands to make him look at you properly "Chisaki I knew where I was getting into when I accepted being your partner! I know you care for my security and you are overprotective but... sometimes you take things way too far..."

He felt something disgusting on his chest after he heard your last words, remembering the talk he had with Pops and said the elder sai the exact same thing...

".. I just can't accept you being mistreated, hurt, heck even looked at..." he grabbed your wrist for a moment before easing them down "You are one of the very few reasons I wake up in the morning... if one day you by any chances didn't come back I would be... devasted."

"..don't push me away like that ever again Kai. Then I promise that no matter what I will always come back to your arms..."

He scoffed before carresing your palm with one thumb of his.

"It doesn't depend only on you..."

You scoffed before letting go of his hand, not letting him have any time to protest before you hugged him tightly as you burried your face on his toned chest... noticing how his breath caught on his throat.

"If I don't want to leave neither you are getting me out." You nuzzled a bit on him, noticing how his muscles had lessen up a bit "It doesn't depend fully on me but is not right to send away in fear of something that might or might not happen..."

You smiled a bit ag feeling his arms hesitantly hug you back to his chest while he let out a shaky sigh and rested his head on yours.

"... I will make it up for you. Anything for you to forgive me..." he seprated a bit to look you dead in the eyes "Anything you wish for, I'm getting it. Doesn't matter the price. Just tell me something that I can get for you to forgive me."

You sighed with a hopeless smile before cupping his cheek in your hand. Golden eyes interlocked with (E/c).

"Anything?" He nodded while holding your hand on his gloved one "Then I want this for now."

You pushed his black mask down before sweetly pressing your lips against his, smilling at the goose humps he made you feel while noticing how you got him out of guard.

When you broke it he looked down ag you with soft yet serious expression before carresing your cheek with his thumb.

"Can you really forgive me that easy?"

"It takes time for healing and you know it..." you rested your cheek on his shoulder "But at least you realized that it was bullshit your plan."

"Language..." he breathed out a chuckle before resting his own head on yours while hugging you by the waist.

If it meant he could have you on his arms as long as time would give him... then he was willing to admit that he failed...

"... quite strong slap you gave me back there dearest." He chuckled at your loud gasp and immediately apologizing and fussing over the cheek you hitted him.

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a two-player game (2 lives left!) | k. kenma

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2 lives left! | a two-player game: kozume kenma x f! reader 

STATISTICS

PLAYER ONE: KOZUME KENMA.

SHOCK: — — — — — 5/5

OBLIVIOUSNESS: — — — 3/5

ADVICE-GIVING: — — — — 4/5

FRIENDLINESS: — — — 3/5

IN LOVE: — — — — — 5/5

PLAYER TWO: (L/N) (Y/N).

SHOCK: — 1/5

OBLIVIOUSNESS: — — — — 4/5

ADVICE-GIVING: — — — 3/5

FRIENDLINESS: — — — — — 5/5

IN LOVE: — — — — — 5/5

(U/N): hello? u still there?

(U/N): hellooooo

(U/N): afk much? haha

(U/N): u didnt finish what u were sYing\

Kenma stared at his screen, wondering what he should say. His mind wandered, thinking about the fact that (Y/N) was somewhere out there, in the comforts of her own home, sitting and playing the same game he was playing. He thought about how she was probably sitting cross-legged, or slouched, or her back completely straight as she probably wore headphones over her ears, or earbuds tucked in the confines of her ears, or blasted the game soundtrack through the speakers of her computer. Kenma sighed, as he slouched back in his chair. A blush crept over his face. He was talking to his crush over a video game. It was practically like texting her. Kenma began to type once more.

applepi: yea im still here

applepi: so abt my crush

No, no, no! What was he doing? He couldn’t possibly tell his crush about his crush! Why? Why would he do that?! He immediately typed in a “never mind.” Despite some protests from the other person, the two pretended to forget that ever happened.

—

All throughout the weekend, Kenma sulked and sulked. There was no particular reason, but he just felt so uncomfortable knowing that he told his crush that he had a crush on someone. There was also the factor that (Y/N) didn’t seem quite interested in what he had to say about his predicament, unlike past times where he could talk about anything he wanted and she would gladly contribute all she had to offer to help the poor boy out.

And so the terrible weekend had ended. It was a nice break for Kenma, being away from everything and everyone; he immersed himself in the virtual world as he let go of all of his worries. But now he had to face reality once more - he had to face (Y/N), the terrible final boss. He had so many more enemies he had to defeat (his teammates, according to Kenma), but the powerful weapon of ignoring them always beat them in the end.

He wanted to stay in his bad mood for the entire school day. It was his plan, and it was a really good plan, but (Y/N) just had to ruin it.

Kenma sat at his desk in his classroom that morning they returned from the weekend. He stared at the nothingness that lay before him on his desk until he heard the sweet sound of (Y/N)’s voice when she came through the door to the classroom. He heard her laugh as she greeted those around her a good morning. He relished in the music as she walked towards her desk.

“Good morning, Kenma-kun!” (Y/N) chirped, as she sat down. Kenma jumped at the sudden words, and he felt warmth everywhere, especially in his cheeks. He smiled at the sound of her greeting, and said one back. God, no one could make him feel the way she makes him feel when he’s around her. He took a deep breath, knowing that his unrequited love consumed his whole heart. Ah, if he were only as smooth as Kuroo was and knew his way with words.

10 DAMAGE TAKEN!

Kenma frowned; from a mile away, one could tell he was clearly in a bad mood. He hung his head down low, as he was reminded of (Y/N)’s date last weekend.

“Kenma-kun, are you okay? Is there something wrong?” (Y/N) asked, her voice laced with concern. Her eyes studied his face, discontentment written all over it. She wondered what she should do; if only she could consult applepi in this situation. The setter faced (Y/N) and he smiled.

“Ah, it’s nothing, (Y/N)-san, please don’t worry,” he murmured, hoping that she would get the feeling that he would like to be left alone.

10 DAMAGE TAKEN!

And so for the rest of the time they sat next to each other during class, (Y/N) thought about everything that applepi had advised her to do with every problem that she had:

(U/N): help!!! i cant decide between buying a sword or a dagger from this shopkeeper

applepi: hm get a sword bc u will get more gold out of the enemy

—

(U/N): theres this one friend i have & i feel like she rlly hates me??/?

applepi: are you only focusing on the small details?

applepi: look at the big picture & notice her behavior around u,

applepi: is it different from when shes around other ppl?

—

(U/N): do u think its weird that talking to u feels like an escape from reality?

applepi: no i feel the same.

applepi: i think that talking to someone u barely know is a good way to let loose bc they dont know who u r

—

(U/N): how do you get rid of the feeling of missing someone?

applepi: i talk to them thru text as if they were sitting right next to me

applepi: like how im talking to u right now

...

(Y/N) looked down at her notes to see that she had written nothing compared to all the complicated words written on the blackboard. She had been staring at the blackboard daydreaming about how she had fallen in love with her internet best friend. (Y/N) thought it was silly, really; it was stupid how she had fallen in love over text on a screen. But those words, all of those words that some guy out there named “applepi” had accompanied her throughout her best and her worst times. She could stay up all night to see them up as well, fighting away enemies to clear the level. From in-game items to wise words of advice, (Y/N) owed so much to this person.

And Kenma had no idea that his crush liked him back.

+1 OBLIVIOUSNESS!

—

(Y/N) was a very friendly person; everybody in the volleyball club could see that. It seemed to Kenma, of course, that (Y/N) was the friendliest with Kuroo Tetsuro, the captain. All throughout practice they would constantly make jokes with each other, teasing and pushing each other around. It hurt Kenma; it really did. But (Y/N) did not know that.

In fact, after that dreaded date over the weekend, (Y/N) and Kuroo promised to each other that they would not go out on a second date. They realized that they were better off as friends, for Kuroo could sense in (Y/N)’s eyes and her words that she had the ability to break Kenma out of his shell, even further than Hinata had done. She also told off Kuroo, telling him that she couldn’t date someone who had such weird bed-head hair, much to his disdain. He couldn’t get rid of it! And besides… she already had someone in her heart.

But the point of the matter is: Kenma was taking this completely the wrong way. He watched with jealous eyes as Kuroo and (Y/N) shared playful banter. Her beautiful laugh rang in Kenma’s ears for all the wrong reasons.

10 DAMAGE TAKEN!

As they practiced serving, Kuroo used this as an opportunity to try out his jump serves. He was consistent, but the one time he hit it into the net, (Y/N), who was watching for stray balls, called out to him, teased him to no end. The other teammates laughed on, especially Haiba Lev, whose serves were just as bad. Kenma mentally cursed at Kuroo, for stealing away (Y/N). He could never possibly curse at him for real; everyone would be in shock at his sudden outburst and ask him what was wrong. (Y/N) would ask him what was wrong. And if that happened… he would freeze up and definitely lose another life.

10 DAMAGE TAKEN!

When they began practicing receiving, Taketora called out to Yaku to try out Karasuno’s libero’s “Rolling Thunder,” or whatever it was called, to which Kuroo made a sarcastic remark that Yaku could never pull off something as flashy as that. (Y/N) laughed, despite not knowing what the “Rolling Thunder” move was. Once again, Kenma mentally told off Kuroo to stop saying funny things that (Y/N) could laugh at. His jokes were the ones that made (Y/N) laugh; he knows this because she laughed at all the jokes he made over their chat in their video game.

10 DAMAGE TAKEN!

During their water break, Kuroo and (Y/N) played a little chasing game as she playfully refused to hand him his water bottle. She tossed his bottle to Taketora, who then threw it to Fukunaga, handing it over to Yaku. Kuroo chased the libero around, who passed it on to Inuoka. He gave a hearty laugh as he tossed it to Lev. Silly, clumsy Lev called out to Kenma as the tall boy threw it to Kenma, who with his slow reaction did not catch it in time. The lid of the bottle flew open, and water poured out everywhere. Everyone else watched in shock, but the initial shock passed by them as they all began laughing.

Kenma thought they were all laughing at him.

10 DAMAGE TAKEN!

The same ordeals continued even after the water break, and after a millennia later, the practice ended. Kenma, along with everyone else, helped clean up after practice. They also cleaned up the little water spill, which (Y/N) thanked Kenma for helping clean up.

Kenma changed his clothes in the club room. He was the only one inside, as Kuroo and (Y/N) were outside waiting for him. He could hear their laughter through the doors. Then they suddenly went silent. Kenma groaned, knowing that they were probably making out or something, as he buttoned his uniform back up.

10 DAMAGE TAKEN!

He opened the door, and to his surprise, Kuroo and (Y/N) were actually not exploring each others’ mouths with their tongues. Instead, he opened the door to see a smirking Kuroo and a very, very flustered (Y/N). She gasped slightly when she caught sight of Kenma and she turned her flustered face away from his prying eyes. Poor Kenma thought that he had accidentally caught them making out and they pulled away right as he opened the door.

10 DAMAGE TAKEN!

And so he walked away, leaving them in the dust.

10 DAMAGE TAKEN!

He thought he heard her call out, “Kenma-kun, wait!”

10 DAMAGE TAKEN!

1 LIFE LEFT! FINAL LIFE!

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Snow Day

Elliot Alderson x Female reader 2,125 words Warnings: Marijuana use, Alcohol use, Mostly fluff, mild to moderate suggestive sexual situations. ***** Sunday, December 1 My phone buzzed.

"Im on my way"

Elliot lived about 10 mins from my apartment, so it normally wasnt a bad walk except tonight the snow was expected to total about 14" within the city. Snow wasnt my cup of tea but its one of those few things that made Elliot happy. Like a school boy who just learned he didnt have to go to school and would run outside to build a snowman or flop down and make snow angels and just rejoice in the cold flurries that floated around him, the flakes softly landing on the tip of his nose and quickly melting away.

"Okay, see you soon" I quickly typed before setting my phone down on the kitchen counter

I had just gotten home from work and all I could think about was cracking open a bottle of red and snuggling with my boyfriend on the couch under a big fluffy blanket, watching old movies as the snow came down, tommorow being a guaranteed snow day for us and all.

I changed into a warm, ribbed henley shirt and bulky grey sweatpants that im pretty sure belonged to Elliot that I had aquired.

'So much better' I thought to myself. I opened the linen closet in the hallway to retreive the blanket and tossed it into the dryer on high just to fluff and warm it up a little. I went to the bathroom to quickly brush my teeth and check my hair and face. A few minutes later I came out and grabbed a bottle of red from the wine rack on the counter when my phone buzzed.

"Hey, Im here." I grew slightly confused.

"Okay, come on up!" I responded.

"Will you come down and take a walk with me?"

My heart skipped a beat. Elliot was in a rough patch with his mental state, I knew this weather made him happy.. so I obliged. I loved him more than myself so, naturally, I would do anything to make him happy. Just to keep him like this. This was my Elliot.

"Sure just give me a minute, Ill be right down."

I ran to my room and grabbed a pair of jeans and a bulky hoodie and threw them on. I got to the front door and slipped on my boots as I grabbed my beanie and slipped my coat over the hoodie. I despised the cold and snow, but like I said before.. anything for him. I grabbed my keys and headed out to the elevator.

I walked out of the small lobby and saw Elliot standing right on the sidewalk near the edge of the street, hoodie off, face torwards the sky. It was unusual, normally he tries to blend into the concrete or the side of the buildings in this city but tonight his demeanor was so childlike, it made my heart melt. I opened the door and was met with a blast of arctic air that immediatley sent chills thru me. I shivered as I approached him. He turned just as I got to him.

"Hey" he smiled, that warm, happy, content smile that damn near took my breath away.

"What are ya doin out here? Having fun?" I teased with a smile as I leaned in to give him just a quick kiss, PDA not being his favorite thing.

As our lips pressed, he lingered a little bit longer by putting both his hands on my head, cradling my jaw lightly. We kissed lightly for another few seconds before he pulled back, my jaw still cradled, and he smiled once again. I could feel the pure bliss radiating off of him.

This is my Elliot.

He softly grabs my hand as he smiles down at me. And off we go.

We chatted about our weekend, I hadnt seen him in a couple days so I was really looking forward to seeing him tonight and just relaxing together. The snowfall was that very quiet, relaxing, almost eerie snowfall. It was bizzare for the city to be this quiet. Him and I just strolled hand in hand for a few blocks, taking our time, chatting and what not. That was when a gust blew by, stinging my skin. I flinch and squeeze my eyes shut in response.

"Jesus it got 20 degrees colder!" I laughed while in pain

"Aw, come on, lets head back." he said.

By the time we got back to the entrance to the apartment complex it really did feel like it dropped a substantial amount in temperature. We finally got to the front door to my apartment as I entered the code to unlock the door. I audibly shook the cold air from my body and dramatically shivered as we stood by the entryway, flopping our boots off. I headed to the thermostat to up the temperature.

"You are such a baby" Elliot teased me.

"Im sorry, you know I love being warm!" I immediatley responded.

I walked over to the fireplace in the living room, turning it on. It was a fake but it certainly was nice ambiance.

Elliot shrugged off his hoodie and hung it by my coat near the front door. He then promtly took his seat at his spot on the couch. Giving a light stretch, he extended his arms and folded them behind his head, leaning back, just staring blankly at the dark tv. I yanked the hoodie off the threw it over a barstool next to the counter.

"Hmm." I said loud enough to grab his attention.

He looks over at me, snapping out of whatever day dream he was in with the powered down tv.

"Whats wrong?" he asked curiously.

"I know how we can get a little warmer.." I said with a grin.

"Oh yeah? Hows that?" he asked with a slightly devilish grin.

I smiled and headed down the hallway torwards the bathroom. Pulling the shower curtain out of the way I began to run hot water in the tub. I grabbed some lavender bath melts from a glass jar on a shelf, plopping them into the steaming water. I grabbed a lighter from a drawer and lit some candles, illuminating the bathroom.

Before I knew it the tub was nearly full. I turned it off and dimmed the lights and I headed out to the living room where Elliot had seemingly resumed his daydreaming until he heard me and glanced over at me with a content smile on his face, fully knowing my intentions. I said nothing but extended out my hand to him. He softly grabbed it and followed me to the bathroom.

"Go ahead, Ill grab some towels." I said.

He obliged and pulled his shirt off, followed by his pants, and boxer breifs, tossing them in a pile. I grabbed them and threw them in the washer, starting a small express load immediatley. I came back into the bathroom a minute later where he was fully submerged with just his little head poking out from the bubbles.

"Youre too good to me." he said with the same smile that melted me.

"Well its pointless to get clean then put on dirty clothes again, babe." I lightly teased.

"Oh wait!" I said while running to my room. I returned a few seconds later with a freshly packed bowl I had prepped that morning, anticipating Elliots arrival. He hummed in approval at the sight of me holding the bowl. I handed it to him as he reached up, shaking any excess water from his hands. Taking a huge hit, slowly blowing the smoke outward. Setting the bowl on a nearby shelf.

His eyes began to scan my body. Clearly it was my turn to hop in.

I smiled lightly and pulled my shirt from my body, tossing it to the floor. I unhooked my bra and slowly slid it off, exposing my chest. I made eye contact with him as my hands went to my button on my jeans, I tilted my head down a little and my long, dark, tousled hair flopped delicatley just past my cheek, past my collarbone landing on my breast in the worlds most perfect timing. I smiled to him an innocent little grin as I pulled my jeans down along with my underwear. Standing fully and dragging my jeans with my foot to its designated pile. His eyes blinked softly, matching his sweet smile. He never once stared at any particular part of my body, just my face.

"Youre so beautiful." he nearly whispered. I shyly smiled back and slowly eased into the hot water.

A little time goes by as we laugh and joke around, taking turns taking a few hits off the bowl, talking to eachother about absolutley whatever as we faced eachother from opposite ends of the tub. My foot in his hand, as he rubbed it lightly.

"Thank you" he said after a solid minute of blissful silence.

"For what?" I asked curiously.

"For taking a walk with me. I know you dont exactly love the snow." he said.

"I dont mind as long as im with you, El." I said flashing a content smile. "..thanks for warming up with me." I continued.

He responded with another smile. A few minutes later, we decided pruning wasnt a cute look. We both got out and wrapped up immediatley in a couple huge fluffy towels.

"Im gonna throw your stuff in the dryer, in my top drawer theres a pair of breifs you left here a few weeks ago..." He nodded and went to my room.

I dried off completley before wrapping the towel around my body and walked over to switch his clothes. I threw the fluffy blanket on the couch, it was still nice and warm from being in the dryer. He emerged a minute later wearing nothing but a pair of black boxer breifs. I tried but failed miserably to hide my eyes as they scanned his toned chest and stomach. He practically frolicked by me and laid down on the couch, exhaling lightly as his body plopped down.

'Im gonna cuddle that so good tonight.' I thought to myself.

I went to my room and put on what I originally had on before I met him earlier in the tundra that was outside. Along with some thick fuzzy socks.

I came out and stopped to grab a couple glasses from the cabinet, using a corkscrew to open the bottle of wine I had selected earlier.

"You want some, baby?" I glanced over to him as he was staring out the huge window, watching the snow fall. TV still off. He looked so peaceful.

"Sure." he said, barely audible.

I smiled to myself and poured.

I set both glasses down on the coffee table and headed over to the window to get a glance outside. A very noticable amount of snow had fallen since we came up. I was snapped out of my observation when I heard his voice crack ever so subtly.. "come here.."

I looked over to him and was met with bright blue/green eyes. The flicker from the fireplace cast a beautiful reflection. I got lost in them as they were the most blissful Ive ever seen him look. I slowly walked to the couch and laid next to him and snuggled in, pulling the blanket over us. I positioned myself half on top, half off of him inward torwards the back of the couch with my hand resting on his bare chest, and my head nuzzled just under his shoulder. We decided on an old black and white movie.

About half way thru my eyes became heavy from the marijuana/red wine haze when I suddenly felt the heat that was his hand running up and down my back, under my shirt. As he ran his hand back down, it hugged my torso, running along my hip bone.

"Mmm.." I exhaled with a closed mouth. I nudged my head into him, lightly kissing the skin around his pec. I could tell he was awake by his breathing. His right hand gently covered mine that was resting on his chest, squeezing it lightly. I looked up to him to be met with half hooded eyes, as If he was already watching me. I reached over and pressed my lips against his. Reminicent of our kiss earlier, just.. way heavier. Way deeper. It was certainly getting warmer. His hand began to trail up my back once more, only on the downward stroke he reached in a little further. My hand now matching his movements as I softly stroked down his chest, then his stomach...

Our breathing slowed down, but I certainly began to wake up.

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[captain-jinguji]

Hiii! It's me again! 😂❤️Can you do sfw and nsfw alphabet for van?

Hey love! I'll get to the NSFW alphabet tonight; sorry it took so long ;-; 💖

VAN KIRYUIN SFW ALPHABET

Argument: Do they argue? How bad does it get?

Van is all about keeping the peace. He's a relaxed and go with the flow type of person, but hes also very strong willed and does pass passive aggressive comments. So you have the option of ignoring that or, you know, starting a "heated discussion" 

Babies: fur baby, scaly baby, or no baby?

Fur babies! A dog and a cat. I can see him getting a corgi because he likes to keep things small lol

Cocktails: are they extroverted? Introverted? Both? With their s/o? 

Hella extroverted with and without a s/o. Life is too short to keep the party to yourself, ya feel? 

Dance: would they encourage their s/o to join the industry? How would they take it if they did?

Much like Ren, he'd actually prefer if youd stay away from the idol aspect and like join the design industry or maybe like art. The idol life is just too hectic. 

Exit: Do they like to travel? Where would they want to go? 

Anywhere thats sunny and tropical! Or like, high end. Los Angeles, the Maldives, st. Barts. You name it. 

Food: what's their favorite date with their s/o?

The home-y kind. A pizza and a movie, snuggled under a blanket. As much as he likes to spoil, he actually prefers the low-key moments with his s/o

Grease: what's something special they made for their s/o? 

He didnt make it but he bought his s/o a music box and played around with it a little bit so it plays his songs for them.

Honesty: would they ever hide something from their s/o? 

I dont think so. He's actually a pretty open book and doesnt like to keep secrets from his s/o. Theyre a team after all. 

Independence: what type of lover are they? Clingy or carefree? 

Carefree. He loves to feel free more than anything and as long as you give him space, he will always come back to you and stay loyal. 

Jealous: are they a jealous person?

Hes the funny kind of jealous that, in a sense, he just cracks jokes and swings an arm around his s/o when he sees someone try to hit on you. 

Kindness: how far would they go for their s/o? Ride or die kind of thing?

Depends on how serious he is with them. If he sees a future, he'd do close to anything for and with them. 

Love: what's their love type? 

Quality time. As mentioned above, he loves to just be free and by himself, which is rare in itself, so when he finds time and spends it with you instead of alone, that's his way of showing love. 

Mouth: where's their favorite place to kiss?

Neck. He's very playful and just loves to blow kisses right there; bonus points if you laugh because it tickles. 

No: anything they wouldnt do with or for their s/o? 

Betray himself. If it goes against his own morals or character, he wouldn't do it. 

Odor: what's their favorite scent? On a s/o?

Vanilla makes the boys go wild ~ it's just a really nice scent and he loves it on you. 

PDA: how open are they to PDA 

Pretty open. He has nothing to hide and loves to show off his s/o's and his relationship. 

Questions: will they be an open book or not? 

Oh yes. Again, theyre a team and teams stick together. He doesnt see the point in hiding much of his life and expects the same in return.

Reserved: what's something that only his s/o would know about? 

How much he sometimes worries about his career. He does still get nerve wrecked and thinks he might not last much longer in the industry

Serious: how long until they start to get really serious with their s/o? 

Its your typical high school romance until all of a sudden you stand in front of the altar and exchange your vows. It takes a while for him to realize how serious things get 

Type: what's their type in a s/o ? 

Someone very confident and self aware. Someone adventurous and light hearted. Someone as carefree as him who just goes with the flow and doesnt let anyone or anything dictate their life. 

Untouched: have they been in a relationship before? How many? 

Oh yes he has. Much like Ren, he has a wild history of being with the ladies, though his busy life and need for freedom have ruined many of them. 

Very: what's something they're really good at outside of music? 

Baseball! It's his favorite sport and he plays it when he has time. 

Weird: what's something odd or weird about them?

He dashes out flirtations like its nothing but gets shy and flustered when someone does it to him. 

Xylophone: their favorite part about you? Physically? Mentally? 

Physically its your smile because he loves to see you happy. Mentally it's your love for life and you just live it to the fullest. Very inspiring 

Yearning: would they like a family? How many kids? 

Yes! A son would be nice! They'd be the greatest father-son duo! 

Zebra: Do they change throughout their relationship? Are they truly themselves? 

He stays as true to himself as he can be so there isnt much change. You just kind of get what you see with him

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[knicole0527]

How Did I Fall For Unwritten History?

So I’m in a whole relationship right? Like a whole fat ass relationship. Like me plus her equals nobody else . Its kinda dope and kinda like coccaine . If she was a drug I’d take it . She grounds me . She makes love to my mind , heart , and then my body . Her way of words sometimes makes me feel stupid because she uses words I cant imagine using . My vocabulary aint that big . But ask me about math or science ? I’m definitely ya girl . She was my missing piece . If that makes any sense at all . We definitely have our rollercoasters but I’ll killl anyone over her and I stand on that . Best part its with who I chose and not who my parents chose or approved of. I actually dont care whether they approve of me or not. Mom didnt want kids anyways. As she put it, she likes “ a return to sender kid “ I know she used to joke about it but I later found it to be true. So at this point either you like my happiness or you dont. But anyways, So we met the first time at work, Afni Call Center to be exact. She was a bet. By bet I mean with green money with coworkers. So I bet that I would get smashed by this girl and they would each owe me 50 bucks. I mean who can turn down money. Plus she was kinda cute and I know she was watching my little booty when I would walk away . I was 80 pounds lighter when we first met .

But here lately things have gone to shit . I can admit I fucked up . Well in the beginning . I cheated . She found out . But I was honestly gone tell her everything but she found out I broke her heart all that and then some . Since I put all my business out there . Only reason why I cheated was because I wanted a kid . I wanted her for sure but I wanted a kid . As time passed us by I realized she doesn’t want kids at all . So I had to make a decision , kids or stick around for my one true love in my adult life . So I looked her in the face , I probably had tears In my eyes and told her I chose her . She looked at me with confusion for a little and I dont think she anted me to flat out give up kids. But I was gone doe what I had to do to keep her by my side .

Now before we get to me cheating . I had an apartment on Old Morgantown Road . I loved that damn space man . Hard wood flooring . Storage unit . I had a w/d hook up . I had a good apartment and I could afford it and be able to live my best life . Rent was 475 a month . Utilities and water ran me about 80 . So I was well within my budget . But my dumb ass got involved with this man who I thought I could change . I was trying to hear from nobody about nothing . I wasnt trying to hear that he was cheating because I felt like I gave him no reason to cheat . I was giving him everything and then some . Hell I let his stupid ass cousin stay on my couch . So they were living rent free right , I know stupid Kendra always doing dumb shit . I should have opened my eyes but I didn’t .

Well he and I are definitely no longer together . He got my little cousin pregnant . I dont know whats worse . That she knew he was still living with me . That she knew we was kin . That he knew we was still together , fucking and living together and I never ask for a dollar . Or that my bosses had to call me in the office with another one of my cousins and sit me down to tell and show me that he was cheating and she was pregnant . It even shocked me that she tried to question me about my niggas car . Like girl he and I live together so yes maam I’m gone drive his car . and she was in shock to see me in the drivers seat . huh . Aint that funny how it all played out though ? But you know , karma got took his dick for a minute . He got the worst news of his life . His heart was just as shattered as mine . His trust was screwed if not worse than mine . He found out that while he was too busy cheating on me , she was getting knocked down by his cousin . LMFAO SERIOUSLY . He did all that cheating and got that girl pregnant and ended up getting played himself . So while I was his woman , he had a side bitch who had a side nigga , but THE SIDE NIGGA HAD A SIDE BITCH . I hadnt had sex with him in a while because things started getting to me and I was becoming very suspicious so I was still going to get checked anyways . But yea . What a fckd up love hexagon . Crazy how we all worked together . But when I reached my snapping point . I became a little on the ratchet side and called his mom and told her come get her sons belongings because he was homeless again . My cousin didnt have her own spot so somebody had to come take care of him because by that time I was done pretending .

Shit got bad for me mentally . I had me fckd up . I lost my job and went broke because I drank and popped it away . I know definitely wasn’t the right thing but I just wanted to feel numb to everything . I didnt really care how I got high just as long as I as high I was okay and at peace .

Alot of time went by and my past came back . She made me feel safe . And she saw me ; like the actual me . She knew something was up . Hell I gained 50 pounds since the last time we seen each other . But when she came back . I dont know if I was more so excited to see her or trying to fuck her right there on the floor at work . I walked in the door and the moment I seen her ... I didnt care who I was talking to , I think Wanda , I’m sorry boo but I seen my old boo and just had to do it . I could not help myself I had to hug her before I did anything else . I had a little more weight on me too because during our last encounter , hmm hmm , I was a bit smaller and hadnt grown boobs yet . So when she seen me running 90 mph to her ; baby girl was in for a shock .

Time went by and we started seeing each other a little more outside of work . Then she started to spend the night . But when she started doing that , I think I made things a little complicated for her at her moms . I had no intentions of doing so but it kinda got weird because she wasnt coming home very much any more . But yall , when I had her all to myself . Do you know how many times I undressed this girl with my eyes . I mean she standing there fully clothed and I seen EVERY INCH of her thru them clothes . It was bad yall . lol . She kinda eventually sorda moved in ; even though I thought she had already moved in . Time went by and things were okay ya know . We were just in the “ talking “ phase and just filling each other out . She started to grow on me a little more than I planned . and then I wanna say it was my birthday or after ? Baby girl was so drunk . She , our mutual friend , and I went to go grab food and drinks . Weeellllllll , I trapped her into drinking and drinking and drinking . We got home ? and she drank and and got funnier as the night went on . I remember that day like it was yesterday and the videos I have are absolutely the funniest videos I have ever recorded . “ butt clouds “ and the car honk that about gave her a damn heart attack .

Anywho times have went on . We decided to go to hilltop and live there . Who would have thought we would live together because I was stern on not wanting to live with her . It was weird living there . Always wondering if or when we were going to get a roommate . Then ? Thats the first time I ever broke a heart . See , she was always wanting to like distinguish a title. Meanwhile I am petrified of titles and labels and shit . Plus I have labeled myself for so long I didnt want to put a label on she and I . So I waited and waited and waited and decided to test waters . By testing waters meaning , I caught baby fever BAD . LIKE BAD BAD . I wanted a kid so bad I didnt think about talking to her first , I was just hoping one day I could be like , surprise baby we are having a baby ; butttttt I was gonna tell her how I got pregnant IF if actually happened . But she kinda beat me to it . She seen the messages on her tablet and as you know it went to shit from there . I broke her heart . I wasnt sure if or when she would or could ever forgive me . ( its JAn232021 ) and I know she still hasn’t forgiven me for anything . Not sure if she will ever get past it enough to love me love me .

We made it official , May 2019. By that time the only things that mattered to me were building a life with her. Come August 2020 . We got a place together and as time went on, I knew something was wrong but I would rather ignore it than have to go to the doctor because that just aint my cup of tea. I hate doctors.. they always wanna diagnose people with shit. I just didn’t wanna be one of those people so I held out as long as I could before it got to the point of being unbearable . I lost yet another good job . At first they thought it was covid and it wasnt . I tested negative for covid . Then I had like 5 appointments that following week . I was put on all types of stuff . I was throwing up everything . I was crying non stop . I was doing things not in my normal regimen . Thats when things fell harder on her . Harder as in bills , and stress and everything . I became that burden . I became the thing in the relationship that puts everything on the line . I became the complete failure in the relationship .

I wasn’t able to help like I planned . in fact my checks were so small that every pay day because I had all my bills and people I owed money to on auto pay and I kept making promises, put me in the negatives . I was in the negatives for 3 to 4 months . So imagine being the one in the relationship who didnt feel welcome . Who didnt feel like I deserved the love and things like that . All I wanted to do was help out and I couldn’t . Made me want to pack up and wait until I knew she was gone so I could leave . I didn’t know what to do . But I knew I was pretty much of no use . I knew that she resented me . I knew it pushed things back so far it may never come back to normal .

But now , Im better than I was still struggling though .  But I have this amazing job . I have a job where I can do my part and not hurt . I have a job where I can finally help out now . But its not enough . I’m not enough . The love is not enough anymore . I have became disposable . I have become the one who broke and shattered her heart and trust in her adult love life . How do I come back from it ? How do I rescue something that may have already died ? Am I worth it ? Am I better off without ? Do I deserve her ? She deserves the world and I want to give it to her I do .

But idk , maybe my mom was right . just maybe the only things I’m good at are singing and laying on my back . Havent accomplished shit yet . Got banned from a job because I tried to put my hands on someone . Got fired from 3 good fucking jobs because of my health .

Im crashing at this point . My future is on edge . I am on edge . this is not cool dude . But I will play the hand I’m dealt . Maybe I will win and marry the woMAN of my dreams . Or maybe I will just fck it up once again . We Will See .

[ahgasetay]

stray kids reacts: idol!crush getting made fun of by an Mc

admin: suni🌻 genre: fluff with minor angst warnings: the reader gets made fun of for many different things including their looks

Woojin

Woojin nodded his head quietly as the MC talked about stray kids new comeback song and about how much he loved it. As expected the MC then started talking about your groups new song. “I really liked it except for Y/ns highnote, sometimes I wonder why they are the main vocal,” he said while laughing. Woojin felt his stomach sink once he saw your smile wipe off your face. It was obvious that you were upset but you scratched the back of your neck and cracked a joke “don’t worry, sometimes I wonder that too.” When you all got to take a break Woojin would buy you a drink and ask your manager to give it to you. Attached would be a sticky note that read “don’t listen to the MC. you are an amazing singer that I look up too.”

Chan

Chan was surprisingly amazing at the pass the cookie with the pocky game. It was because of him that stray kids managed to pass 11 cookies in 100 seconds, beating the previous record by 3 cookies. When you group got to play it you kept dropping the cookies and in the end only managed to pass 4. “Y/n!! I never thought we would discover something you are worse at then rapping but here we are,” he said making the other host erupt in laughter. All your members and stray kids awkwardly laughed, clearly not finding his joke funny. “That was very rude of you to say considering Y/n is better at passing the cookie than you are at making jokes,” Chan spoke up and said, roasting the MC. You flashed Chan a thankful smile and he flashed you one right back.

Minho

“I’m nervous to be here with Minho,” you said while laughing to try and push down the butterflies in your stomach. It wasn’t often that you went on dance shows so when your company got the offer you were kinda excited. However being here with Minho was scary, he was such an amazing dancer that you couldn’t help but be intimidated. “Don’t worry Y/n we all know that Minhos team will win since you are clearly the worst dancer here,” one of the mcs said while laughing. Minho furrowed his eyebrows “Did they hire you because you could dance or because you make rude jokes, either one will bump up the views,” Minho said while looking deep in thought. You shot him a glance and felt your heart jump when he sent you a wink in return.

Changbin

“That sounds better, doesn’t it?,” Chanbin asked while turning to look at you. Replaying in the beat once more you nodded your head “A lot better. I think we need to add some type of heavy bass to this though,” you said while staring at what you had done so far. “Y/n looks like a little kid who came to their parents work for the first time and is just getting in the way,” the Mc said while walking in the room. You and Changbin had been asked to produce a song for a new survival show and they had been filming the process. Changbin complete ignored the mans words and continued your previous conversation “I completely agree, let’s add a heavy bass and maybe a nice drum.” The MC soon left since you both weren’t talking to him. “You are an amazing producer so don’t listen to him,” Changbin said nonchalantly making you nod your head and smile

Hyunjin

“We have 2 amazing visuals joining us today as guest hosts,” the mc said while welcoming both you and Hyunjin to the set. The other Mc shook her head “Y/n isn’t that good of a visual, I think their member Minhyung is a way better looking person.” You were taken back by her comments but laughed it off anyway. As the recording progressed the main girl Mc kept making fun of you for everything. Hey when Hyunjin messes up his lines they told him it was alright. You couldn’t help but feel a little angry towards him. Once filming was taking a break Hyunjin would shyly approach you “In sorry that I didn’t say anything back there and let them make fun of you,” he would apologize making you soften up. “No I’m sorry if I came off as rude towards you,,I got kinda jealous and I couldn’t help it,” you would say. Hyunjin invited you to eat lunch with him in his dressing room and you would accept while looking forward to continue filming.

Jisung

At first everyone was having fun while filming however towards the end of the show the mcs had started making fun of you for everything and wouldn’t allow you to make any mistakes without being ridiculed. “I think Stray Kids is full of visuals and so is Y/G/N until you get to Y/n. Seriously Y/n have you ever considered plastic surgery I mean what made you think you could be an idol with that face?” Everyone was surprised by his comments. You would hold it in but once filming was on break you would cry in a stairwell. Jisung had gone searching for you when he saw you run off from your members. You were his idol crush and he didn’t want you to feel insecure. After searching he found you in the stairwell. Jisung felt his stomach tighten at the sight. “Don’t listen to him Y/n. You are one of the best looking people in the industry right now,” Jisung said while taking a seat next to you. He would spend the rest of the break telling you how beautiful and amazing you were. By the end of it he definitely got a big hug from you and your number.

Felix

“I’m trying to figure out if Y/n was even in the album? You had no screentime and where were your lines?” The Mc asked while laughing. You felt your heart clench, truth be told you had no clue why you didn’t get many lines or screen time. Not knowing what to say you wouldn’t just laugh it off. During break it was stuck on your mind. Felix approached you with a cup of water in his hands. Awkwardly handing it you, there was a few seconds of silence before he spoke up, “Dont let what they said bother you. I know that if I was a producer or a director I would give you most of the lines and screentime,” he said. You couldn’t help but smile at his words, not knowing what to say back you nodded “I would do the same for you.” Felix burst into laughter at your words making you also laugh. Immediately you felt lighter and happier while being around him

Seungmin

You felt your cheeks heat up and your heart beat faster. Gulping you stuttered it a barely comprehensible “yes” to the Mc. Staring at you blankly he turned to his coworker and gestured towards you with his cue cards. “Why were they invited? They can’t even answer a simple question with yes?,” he said. You knew it was true but that didn’t mean that it hurt any less. “It’s Y/ns first time mcing,,maybe we should go a little easy on them?” Seungmin nervously suggested. He knew what people would say once this aired but he didn’t care, it was clear that you were upset and bothered by the mcs words. Flashing Seungmin a smile you mentally thanked him repeatedly. “,,,,maybe we should,” the Mc quietly said in surprise. Seungmin have you a thumbs up and a proud smile making you giggle.

Jeongin

Gasping you reached out and clutched Jeongins arm. The chair you were sitting on was wobbly and if you moved in the right direction it would shake and almost push you off. “Y/n let go of Jeongin he is clearly uncomfortable. Jeongin we are so sorry about them if we had known that Y/n would act like a 12 yr old we wouldn’t have brought them on the show,” one of the mcs said. Jeongin glanced at your hand which you hurriedly pulled back the mcs words and shook his head “I don’t mind,” he said while standing up “Y/n you can take my chair. I think I might be able to balance myself better,” he said while helping you move. You would thank him and th to hide your clearly smitten face.

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[whimsically-ominously-auspice]

Finally Mr Mush is getting his DNA test

Woman we will call for you!!

Jesse James send a figurine to notify the Princess her man died last night! Saving lives and he can't leave the tub!

"Aw shit Well I'm ready" she said!!

Pssst SHE SAID YES!

...

So he actually has a song picked for her its called "Marry me little sue"

Its from a musical but my Google won't bring it up anywhere. He was an undercover CIA agent at a high school i worked at and we went over this..

We compared phone screens and everything. So it is only 100% for him to play.

So I've actually seen this girl in Wal-Mart. When i first let my daughter walk in the store. And she was as tall as my toddler and my Annabelle would ALWAYS reach out to touch her hair. All the time

And she would turn around and i would apologize for my daughter.

And she ALWAYS said, "its okay!"

The first time I said "im sorry, she just..."

"Just what? Did she put something on me?" And she patted her back to feel

"No no nothing like that she is just into hair because see, she has none and well your short and most people her height sont have hair like you, like an adult."

Tears welled up in her eyes "Short!! I'm just a midget!!!!! ... well That's what everyone says.."

"Oh no honey its okay you can be as tall as you want to. If she can grow so can you"

"No one says that" like the skunk in Bambi when she says 'you can call me flower if you want to'

So I told my daughter. "There's the flower girl" when we saw her next

And she turned around hands on hips "why? Because I'm short?!"

"No because you're sweet!!"

And she cried again, "no One ever says that about me!!" Then she pointed at me and smiled and laughed a really fucking long time and said "now you cried this time!" And gave my daughter one of the longest hugs and told her "you're the best!!"

My heart literally opened its jaw and fell straight outta my chest.

The third time she joked about Annabelle "having hair? None. Me having tall? None"

Her soulmate is tall though.

...

Shes short because her parents want her. They keep looking for her. Feeling her exist. They were told their baby died as a still birth. But they knew better.

So they have always wanted her as a child. So that is why she is short.

It started when my first child was born and I cried and cried and cried. And they said i would get him back. And i said but he will be an adult and its not fair! I won't even be able to pick him up and hold him!!

And they said fine just for you we will raise midgets.

And i angrily spat back "for all the other mothers, too!!"

So all the new mothers after, for one week said the same thing. So Galaxy Armageddon said "okay. All the mothers, too, can have their babies back. But only new ones. We aren't shrinking those that are gone... Not at least until you come up with a plan that we can."

Some parents didn't care. They aren't angry and greedy like me.

...

So this Suzeanne used to work in Prada also at the North Pole with my daughter in law

Unbeknownst to the qE2 types, i also requested that ALL kidnapped human trafficking victims get to see their REAL family members until we can get them safe.

That way upon release it's more exciting and happier and mentally safer for them. So they dont get so scared. And have an auto friend

So Armageddon bestowed that wish upon the Earth ever since the 1990s when they started again.

And they gave me the tree in 2008 to help me make words to what i could invision. He can type about 2,000 words per minute. Every extreme detail in my heart and soul and help me do all I need in case no human would help. And all I asked in return that he be family to the world and always have friends to play with.

So now he does. So if y'all can't swim... Go by the Tree. He will teach you how in Truth or Consequences. He won't let you drown.

....

And so... This song... He has been all depressed and all...

"Leave me alone. Dont talk to me. I don't even have a soulmate" he has been sleeping a lot and i like to wake him up. He was one of my,favorite students... Of course... He's my Brother in law.

So Abu Steven Lucas brother tested his DNA immediately.

And Jesse James had decided to test another door and because she doesn't like to be crowded, she stood aside and let everyone else go out. So it was a true miracle.

...

They called her parents. The Abu.

They had already did their DNA.

....

So i think Every thing in this song has been covered.

...

Except baby doll, they need your phone number!

[letsperaltiago]

We’ll sweep out the ashes in the morning |CHAPTER 2|

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CHAPTER 2: I say we don't know what comes 'cause that's on the way

“I’m home,” Jake called out as per routine as soon as he set a foot inside the walls of his home as the clock stroke 8 PM. The winter darkness had swallowed New York whole multiple hours ago, and the dwelling feeling of this specific day being that longest in a while was stuck in Jake’s tired, cold bones. Yes, today had felt torturously long, but it wasn’t because of the dark season (a national depression and whatnot) or the fact that he’d been out the door for 12 hours by now. No, all day long it’d felt like his phone and hands were constantly burning in what was clearly a move with the intention of provoking him. His body wanted to text Amy so bad; the faster he did that, the sooner he’d (hopefully) get to see her again. Yet he managed to refrain from doing so, figuring that Amy Santiago wouldn’t give anyone or anything but her job the time of day during official work hours.

Next thing he knew and before his thoughts could carry him elsewhere, the sound of a few light steps approached from the living room. Meanwhile he shrugged off his coat to abandon it on its designated hanger; right next to hers and above the already kicked off shoes.

“Hey,” he heard a warm voice welcome his eyes to switch in the direction of its owner. Here they met a pair of beautiful, welcoming brown irises. Not Amy’s warm brown irises though, he caught himself thinking… This was so wrong.

Immediately upon realising the betrayal his mind had just presented to him, Jake Peralta felt his heart skip a beat - the guilty kind - along with his gut dropping. It was indeed very wrong (even a rule he’d say) to compare ones current girlfriend, who was currently leaning against the doorframe connecting the living room to the entree, to an old friend slash colleague. Especially when you’d only talked to said old colleague for 3 minutes the very same morning. Her leaning hip elegantly as ever nudged the rest of her figure out of her resting position with his direction as target. “How was your day? It’s kinda late and I was getting worried about you.” Slender hands slid onto his waist as if they were making their way back home, reminding Jake of the fact that there was indeed nothing to worry about. Not when the incredibly stunning and smart Sophia Perez was gripping onto his knitted sweater in order to keep him in place for a welcoming kiss to his purple, frozen lips.

“Sorry,” barely made it out against her lips. Pulling away was his next move. “I had a perp that didn’t exactly feel like confessing, so I had to stay in order to get him to talk. He was not a fan.”

“Always the hero, huh?” Sophia smiled cheekily before turning back around prior to walking back to whatever she’d been doing before he walked in. “I had to bring home an important case that’s due tomorrow, so I’m working on that and already ate… But I made sure to keep a portion of dinner for you. It’s ready to be put in the microwave.” Then she disappeared back into the living room.

“Thank you,” was all there was left for him to call out after her, before making his way to their kitchen. ‘Their kitchen’ was still such a weird concept to Jake; sure they’d been together for 4 years now and had lived together for almost two, but sharing his home with another person still seemed surreal to him. This was of course nothing personal against Sophia, but it’d taken Jake a while to get comfortable enough with the idea of sharing a home with a romantic partner - hence why it’d taken Sophia two years to convince him of the fact that his apartment was a hazardous climate and that sharing the bills in two would ease their respective economies. All that aside, they now shared a quite nice apartment not too far from the 99th precinct and once again there was actual food on the table instead of his usual ‘chocolate milk with whatever cereal was in his cupboard that day’-combo. Not that he expected Sophia to cook or do anything for him… It was more a case of Sophia not really letting him, because she was afraid of him messing up, which to Jake himself seemed to be a fair judgement of character. What a chaos it would’ve been if he’d ended up with someone who couldn’t cook.

Whilst waiting for his food to be heated by the microwave as it quietly purred in the background, Jake suddenly realised he’d actually managed to forget about the burning phone in his pocket. For approximately three minutes. Nice. Without any further hesitation he grabbed the device from the right front pocket of his jeans and  swiped it open before immediately clicking the green ‘contacts’ button; dear God, he hoped he still had her number. If not, he’d probably kill- Oh wait, there it was. Jake instantly felt his heart settle again. Yet just as quickly as it had settled, his veins started pumping and of course his heart followed behind, racing again just as his shaky thumb clicked her name then ‘send message’.

Elsewhere, still in her old apartment, Amy Santiago heard her phone give off a rumbling sound that was too loud to ignore. A sigh escaped her otherwise relaxed body in frustration caused by the fact that she’d forgotten to take her phone off vibrate. Trying to fight the global phone-addiction, she liked her evenings undisturbed and preferably without unnecessary use of any gadgets. Though she had to admit that this interruption was no one else but her own fault; and Jake Peralta’s, she mentally added shortly after having put down her book and pushed herself off the couch to check on whoever was trying to reach her after 8 PM. A small, some would say guilty even, grin let its presence be known at the sight before her. Of course it was him; who else?

Jake Peralta: Didnt have ur email saved in my contacts. Sorry:(

Creative, funny enough for her to breath out a chuckle. Even though it was just a few words, Amy had to admit that she was pleasantly surprised by how unquestionably their dynamic fell back into place; something she’d lacked ever since her transfer.

Amy Santiago: I’ll let it slide this one time.

Waiting, staring at the three taunting dots, holding her breath.

Jake Peralta: cool cool cool. so i was thinkin saturday. shaw’s. 8 pm. cool?

Jake’s lack of upper case letters was a mess, which could only cause Amy to feel physically uncomfortable. She was just about to allow herself to comment on it; had he not gone to school? Though she refrained and thus it was quickly replaced by more important matters such as verifying her neatly structured calendar. It would be a lie though, if she claimed to not have made a mental note; Jake really needed to step up his texting game and formal requirements. Simply the thought of his supposed, messy work mails caused yet another shudder, whilst her fingers directed the conversation in a completely different direction.

Amy Santiago: Just checked my calendar and we’re in the clear. Saturday at 8 it is. Hope you’ve gotten better at pool.

In his comfortable spot on his and Sophia’s couch as yet another episode of Queer Eye introduced itself, Jake tried to act if he wasn’t actually afraid of not getting a reply; as if he didn’t fear the fact that Amy had agreed to meet up just to be polite and get rid of him that very same morning. He tried to act as if that would be okay ‘cause it’s not like they meant more to each other than the average old friend slash colleague. People came and went; Jake knew that better than anyone. Though that didn’t mean that he was actually good at playing it off as okay - especially when ‘people’ could potentially be Amy Santiago. Mercifully, a buzz coming from the arm rest beside him drew his attention away from the warm dinner before him and spiralling thoughts. There was no questioning the fact that he did indeed reach for the buzzing device way too fast, but all that fell aside when the lock screen’s preview of the text caused his heart to swell with joy.

Jake Peralta: deal. and dont worry. i’ve been practicing. ur ass will be whooped by 9

A feeling of a potential catastrophe came rushing through his entire body as soon as his finger had pressed the ‘send’ button. Perhaps your third text in five years to an old friend shouldn’t include her ass; especially when you own ass was far from single and definitely had felt… emotions towards said old friend at some point in time. Fumbling fingers quickly typed out a desperate, probably pointless, redeem before yet again hitting ‘send’.

Jake Peralta: sorry!! that was really inappropriate!

“Fuck,” he furiously locked his phone, mad at himself, at the exact same time as the back of his head hit the back of his couch in defeat. Well, if she had no reason to back out before, she definitely had now. Billions of minutes went by (or so it felt) before another buzz drew the heavy head off the back of the couch in a quick snap. In a spur of moment it all very much felt like the pivotal moment of his entire life.

Amy Santiago: Title of your sex tape?

Oxygen once again poured right into his lungs, allowing his chest to open up and his breath to unhinge from the brief, horrid intermission. The widest smile in forever (compared to what, he didn’t exactly know) formed on his tired yet now very content face. Their relationship really hadn’t changed and apparently the student had become the teacher.

Though ‘Saturday at 8 PM’ had seemed lightyears away on that Wednesday, for both Jake and Amy, the weekend and day finally emerged. Unbeknownst to the opposite party, one was more nervous and excited than the other. They’d sent each other a few texts during those few days; small jokes, remarks and other whatnots without importance. Little did they know that every single notification made the other’s heart jump to their throats for just a nanosecond - every damn time.

Amy Santiago: I’m at Shaw’s. Got us two seats in the right corner booth. Where are you?

Jake Peralta: its only 7.48!.. whatever. shouldve known i never had a fighting chance. see ya in 10

Amy chuckled to herself after leaving her phone face down on the oh so familiar, wooden table. Seemingly out of nowhere, the strong familiarity of the situation hit her like a ton of bricks: Sitting in a booth at Shaw’s, the smoke from multiple lit cigarettes mixed with the smell of alcohol, waiting for an iconically late Jake, sipping on a cheap beer… If she hadn’t known any better, Amy could’ve sworn that she was back in 2014. There was no way she’d ever say it out loud, because that would mean actually acknowledging it, but she sometimes wished she actually was back in 2014. This would imply still working at the Nine-Nine and more importantly the fact that she’d get a second chance at choosing a different path for herself. A path that didn’t bring her away from what she’d forever consider her favourite work place and best friends; more precisely a path that didn’t bring her so far away from the possibility of getting closer to a certain idiot, sweet manchild. Sometimes she even caught herself redhanded thinking, daydreaming about what they could’ve possibly resulted in if she’d just stayed. If only she’d just stuck around long enough for her to realise that Teddy wasn’t a match and Jake possibly was… If not perfect then maybe at least better.

She must’ve been staring at the tip of her beer bottle for quite some time seeing that as soon as she allowed her eyes to leave it, she gazed right at a smiling Jake Peralta. Almost like he’d walked right out of her guilty daydream.

“7.59,” he briefly threw a glance at his phone, before putting it down on the table. “Nailed it.”

There was that stupid, racing heartbeat again, Amy thought to herself in the midst of trying to play it off with a welcoming smile and what she hoped was a smooth answer. “I’m impressed. Just for that? First drink is on me.” She pushed a second beer, unopened, in his direction. Prepared as always.

“First drink? Damn, Santiago,” he slid himself into the narrow booth and seated himself next to her. “Are you planning on getting me drunk?”

“Shut up.” Honestly? Yes. But she couldn’t admit to that so she settled for a classic eye roll. That at least always seemed to get her out of these kinds of situations, where she hopelessly needed to run from her secret wishes.

“Here’s to reunions and old friendships,” Jake raised his beer into the air, implicitly asking Amy to make this their little moment.

“I’ll drink to that,” Amy complied, clinking her bottle against his before taking a slurp.

Moving forward, flow of the conversation was smooth and seemed infinite. As a surprise to no one, they had a lot to catch up on and there was no sparing of details or sidetracks. The rabbit hole that was their five years apart was wide agape, and with alcohol added to the mix, there was no stopping them. Their phones never left their screen down positions on the table before them, and their eyes never left the other’s. This was continuously the case until they were both three drinks in and Jake’s phone suddenly pinged.

“Sorry. Just a sec,” the beer in his hand was replaced by his phone. “Must be Sophia asking where I am.”

Sophia. Amy mentally repeated the name, analysing it, trying to put it into a fitting context but alas failed. It must’ve shown on her face. She was never good at hiding her true emotions - especially confusion, where her frowning brows would always act as snitches.

“Oh, wait…” an almost regretful, nervous even, expression presented itself on Jake’s face. “You don’t know Sophia, right?” Why did he have a culpable feeling of not wanting her to either? Things were going so well. It might not have been morally right if so, but Jake couldn’t help but consider that an evening without mentioning Sophia would’ve been easier… He knew things with Amy could never head in certain directions, but he also knew that there would’ve been nothing illegal about forgetting about certain things for just a couple of hours, right? Temporarily allowing himself to forget that Amy had left, eliminating alternative fates for their relationship, thus leading him onto a path right into Sophia’s arms. Alas, it too late. There was no way around it, and Jake had to act like he didn’t absolutely loath the cards that were now clearly on the table. “I met Sophia about a year after you transferred to Major Crimes. She’s…” Jake interrupted himself by taking a finishing gulp of his now empty beer. “She’s great. We live together in an apartment near the Nine-Nine and we’re enga- she’s uh-… my fiancée.”

If he didn’t know any better, Jake could’ve sworn that his old friend’s otherwise golden brown eyes were suddenly eclipsed b a darker shade that he couldn’t quite recognise. All he knew was that it could compare to the way sinister thunderclouds would overtake a clear spring day.

“Oh, that’s…” He saw her struggle to form words, her dark eyes returning to the old habit of centralising on inanimate objects rather than people, whenever she needed a second to form her upcoming sentence. “That’s… amazing!” her eyes were redirected back to his, paired with a weirdly contrasting smile. “I’m so happy for you, Jake. You deserve that.”

If it wasn’t because he consciously forced himself to not overanalyse every single thing she said or did that evening, Jake would’ve been worried by this immediate switch of mood. Yet he let it be, acting as if everything was as it should be. “Thank you.” That was a start, Jake thought. “Yeah, I’m… very happy.” He begged to God that he sounded more convincing than he felt. Why was he feeling like this? He was far from unhappy with Sophia and there was no justifying his opposing thoughts nor his feelings.

“Good. That’s the most important, right?”

God, he hated that he loved the way she tilted her head, whenever she would ask a rhetorical question. “Of course… But uh- what about you? Got a lucky guy?” Though he was definitely tipsy by then, he was nowhere near drunk enough for this conversation. Just the fact that he felt the need to be drunk for this particular conversation was reason enough to get drunk.

“No,” she smiled. Not sadly, because Amy Santiago surely didn’t need a man. But maybe her smile was just unaccented enough to imply that she needed something. This alone gave Jake a devilish and false sense of consolation. False in the sense that it was so wrong. On the other hand he also suddenly feel the need to figure out what this something was. “It’s just me, myself and my job,” she added.

“Well,” a comforting smile countered hers. The last thing he wanted was for her to interpret his question as criticising or demeaning. On the contrary, he actually admired (and always had) her professional drive and independence. “That’s not a bad thing. I’ll have you know…” He pushed himself out of booth for the first time since he’d arrived two hours prior, earning himself a confused look frown from Amy. “… I’ll drink to you and your admirable devotion to your job. Beer?”

Amy couldn’t point out if it was caused by the change in the way the lamp’s warm light hit him now that he was standing up; or if it was caused by him taking off his hoodie before throwing it where he’d been sitting, only to reveal his iconic and flattering flannel; or if it was caused by the buzz in her head and heating cheeks that made her wish he would peel of the remaining layers of clothing. Whatever it was, Amy Santiago was frustrated, yet happy - that collision of feelings itself was extra frustrating. She needed to fight it off the deeply wrong and forbidden thoughts with something. “Shots?”

“Shots.” He concluded, checking for his wallet. “Definitely.”

When Jake came back with four tiny glasses of some clear liquid. Amy didn’t recognise that nor the taste, when she downed her first shot seconds later with Jake back by her side. They’d gulped down one each, followed by Jake explaining her what it was, but she didn’t care at this point. All she wanted was to get back on track and forget the pre-shots conversation about the future Mrs. Peralta.

#jake x amy #jake x amy fanfic #fanfiction #peraltiago #AU #b99 fanfiction #b99 #Brooklyn Nine-Nine #jake peralta #amy santiago

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HS Epi: Meat p12 reaction

Back to Earth C presumably.

I gotta say, I'm curious to find out the final page count of Meat. The way we liveblog, the experience is stretched out, so with theories surfacing and such, we might be caught off guard when things are really over. There's only so far that things will be taken, though I guess we're still in for those "original Male/Female characters", I guess. :P That shouldn't refer to the new Reload timeline John created, I think, with copies of all the people mentioned in the rest of the character list. So, uh, yeah, guess the reason Arquiusprite wasn't mentioned in there was because he remained unseen, voided out if you will. And I guess we shouldn't expect an alternate Equius to have a talking role, either?

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Well! Talk about jumping straight into the action, this page opens with a dialoguelog! Back to Dave, Karkat and if my eyes didn't deceive me, we'll get some lines for Jade, too! Supportive Jade will be supportive.

"hit jane right in her neoliberal austerity measures" ... Hah. Well, I didn't think that would get referenced again at all, but it seems after all these years since John's 18th birthday Dave still has issues with the ol' N.A.M. So, Jane's a neoliberal AND a fascist now, Dave? Is that... even feasible?

"DAVE: now shes gonna spin some shit about supply side economics but we cant let her control the narrative on that one cause the first thing thats gonna happen once she begins deregulating the baking industry is that some sweet dumb crocodile down in consort land is gonna start putting sparkle glue in the cupcake mix which isnt even the real issue thats just surface issues KARKAT: RIGHT. JADE: definitely" ... Like, Dave I admire you're getting so into this, but you realize they aren't following, right? Also, why would Jane want to deregulate the baking industry if she's the leader of the foremost power in said industry, as well as running for president? Plus, Jane can't control the narrative because Caliborn is already controlling it! :mspa:

"DAVE: i mean earth c has just been play acting capitalism the last five thousand years while we timeskipped ahead to live rad lives as gods without bothering with any of the boring shit that goes into making a civilization DAVE: which is fine i mean you cant really expect a bunch of teens who didnt finish middle school to set up a sustainable form of social democracy that isnt just blatantly ripped off whatever we incorrectly thought obama god rest his soul was doing back in the day" ... Gee, Dave's given this a real lot of thought. Props to him, but I hope that aside from becoming 'an activist' he's also got some legitimite action points to improve Earth C's situation.

Guess Sburb really does a number on players, huh? "Congrats, you won, you're all gods now, and also, here's this whole civilization on the brink of collapse, have fun with that. Don't mess this up, I need those people to start the apocalypse in say, 2000 years, k thx bye." (The fact that this civilization, being outside of the Green Sun's influence, may never implement Sburb, is a bit besides the point since I think the trolls would have had the same issue tossed onto them had they actually gone through the victory door.)

Right, but the trolls had their home planet already effectively run by children, I wonder if that will come again? Even though they had carpenter droids at their disposal to run some things for them, they might actually be a bit more self-reliant than the humans!

"DAVE: but janes got this old school mentality you just know she wants to restrict grist alchemy for the sake of “growth” and when that goes down itll take three seconds flat for some nobody in new dersetown to drop the earth c communist manifesto" ... New Dersetown, I like the ring of that. Would call it New Dersey for short, though. :P Again, valid points there, Dave! If any revolt started, it doesn't have to be in the troll community, it could just as much be an angry carapace uprising! They're only docile if there's no one to rally behind.

Blaperile has this idea that the new society in a universe is not supposed to be seeded with the remains of the session nor the universe that came before it. That's actually a valid point; the only reason this society got kickstarted was through the cloning apparatus that was on the meteor! The consorts and carapaces seem like they would be able to reproduce biologically though, so I'm not sure how Sburb normally ensures the planet is a clean slate for a new species to emerge. ... Okay, so the planet itself doesn't really need to be the place where a new Sburb-playing species rises, true. There's a whole new universe out there.

Maybe through "importing" old Sburb technology, the "alpha" planet designation went to Earth C automatically, though.

Or maybe First Guardians are expected to 'cleanse' the planet from outside influence normally, but since this society's outside of the Green Sun's influence, that ain't happening. And Jade won't be going Thanos on Earth C.

"KARKAT: OH YEAH. JADE: of course DAVE: are you two even listening or are you just making noises with your mouths" Dave realizing he's monologuing? What character development is this. :O

"KARKAT: I CAN’T BELIEVE I’M BEING ACCUSED BY DAVE STRIDER, REIGNING EMPEROR OF SPEWING ENDLESS VERBAL DIARRHEA DIRECTLY INTO MY INNOCENT HEAR DUCTS EVERY DAY OF MY FUCKING LIFE, OF MAKING THOUGHTLESS MOUTH NOISES. KARKAT: JADE, ARE YOU HEARING THIS? JADE: im scandalized JADE: especially when JADE: there are much better things we could all be doing with our mouths....." ... Jade, your animes are showing again. ... I think that maybe Jade doesn't want this relation to be going where Dave and Karkat want it to go.

"It’s been a really nice day they’ve been having, and then Jade had to go say something like that. The air in the hive changes in a way that is palpable, in a way that she can’t seem to accurately gauge despite having both superhuman and superdog senses." ... Ah. So I guess maybe Jade just can't get a lid on some of her more... canine inclinations, at time. Welp!

"Elements of her outfit resemble her god tier jammies: peasant skirt, sparkly flats, and a bold choice in striped tights." Nice! That's only the third person who created an outfit based on her god tier outfit that we know, aside from Meenah and Rose.

"the couch where she crashed last night, and the night before that, and the better part of the seven years before that." It would seem Jade has the wanderlust then, she's more like the vagrant dog that comes visiting from time to time? More GCAT in demeanor than Becquerel, in practice. Heheh. Good for her, after being isolated on an island and then a battleship for so long, she's finally going out & seeing things!

"There are other personal effects of hers in the living room too: plants on the windowstill, her bass guitar sitting in a corner" Cool, so when she comes over, she typically lounges here then. Guess the flute never made it over, though. :p

"a horrific-looking periodic table that Dave made her for her seventeenth birthday pinned above the stairwell. He typed it in Comic Sans, and then deep-fried it to oblivion with JPEG artifacts." ... Next up, on For Fans By Fans...

"And Dave, with his preternaturally perfect timing, sweeps a hand over his tablet to bring up a new PowerPoint slide on the TV. He returns to his Comic Sans-written political presentation, gruesome artifacts and all" Dave, Dave that isn't professional at all!

", with the grace and proficiency of a man who has diffused an awkward situation in his own household many times per day, every day, for many years." Well, okay, that is really mature. But when Dave is the adult in a situation, the situation is very awkward per definition.

"DAVE: alternia: brutal eugenics based space dictatorship KARKAT: NOT UNTRUE." Succinct, brutal, but not dishonest.

"DAVE: troll homeworld: lord of the flies nightmare scenario where kids murder each other just to get the chance to get to grow up and murder other aliens instead KARKAT: IT WASN’T THAT BAD." Karkat. Karkat that isn't a valid rebuke.

"KARKAT: YOU MADE THAT LAST ONE UP. KARKAT: ALSO, IT WAS DISGUSTING?? KARKAT: GROW THE FUCK UP, YOU UTTERLY CONTEMPTIBLE, POTTY MOUTHED *CUNT*." ... The irony is stark.

"JADE: also you know trolls dont actually have two dicks dave thats an offensive stereotype" Are we really doing troll anatomy? Well, I guess it's good to know that the fan theory about Sollux at least isn't applicable to the entire species.

"DAVE: trolls: literally ate babies KARKAT: ONLY THE DEFECTIVE ONES. DAVE: like you my dude KARKAT: ...YEAH. DAVE: so thats why our campaign can work" Yeah, Karkat ate grubs, though they weren't troll babies. Also, yeah, Karkat was a mutant, but I wonder if that would really help his case here.

"DAVE: btw im gonna be giving a long form exam at the end of this to make sure youre retaining info because this is only like the most important thing weve ever done collectively" Well he ain't wrong.

"KARKAT: ARE YOU ASKING ME WHETHER I’VE HEARD THIS EXACT SPEECH ALMOST WORD FOR WORD, INCLUDING REHEARSED VERSIONS OF BOTH THE COLORFUL METAPHORS AND “JOKES,” TEN OR TWENTY TIMES ALREADY? KARKAT: BECAUSE THE ANSWER WOULD BE KARKAT: YES, OF COURSE I FUCKING HAVE." Poor, poor Karkat.

"Karkat elbows Dave in the thigh, a move that is obviously meant to be an action of pure, brotherly jest. But instead it comes off as affectionate and overly intimate. Jade’s clever eyes don’t miss this. Her pupils follow the motion of Karkat’s arm, and then they follow the movement of Dave’s mouth as he smiles in what he probably thinks is a totally neutral expression that reveals exactly 0% of his true feelings toward Karkat Vantas. In reality, his veneer is as thin and transparent as cellophane. He is the only person who can’t see through it.

Jade does some calculations in her head. Two kinds of calculations, in fact: mathematical ones and personal ones." So, is Jade reading too much into their relationship, or are the dudes just... Both too shy?

"JADE: soooooo JADE: do you want a projection of her first years hit on the economy down to the decimal with a 0.3% margin of error JADE: because thats a thing i can do if itll make you stop talking about this stupid election for ten minutes" I didn't know that were First Guardian powers! :p I suppose it might be her natural intellect though, but we've only known her as the hands-on science type until now.

"She proceeds to dazzle the two boys with explications on complex math utilizing taxation rates, GDP figures, and some damned thing called the “Laffer curve,”" Dang, Jade is as much committed to this as Dave! (Or maybe she learned all this because it means so much to him, that could be it too!)

"The thing about Jade Harley is that she’s not as good at personal things as she is at other things. Like science, or mastering fraymotifs, or kissing, the last of which she has definitely put a lot of levels into over the past few years because, well, what else are you supposed to do with immortal godhood once you hit the age where the dog hormones start kicking into overdrive?" Guess for dogs, kissing isn't that personal. :p And well, I guess Jade's only now learning the real consequences of turning into a real-life furry. At least she won't have had lack of candidates to practice kissing with. She might even have become the Witch of Spacing Out Young Adults.

"Her high-prescription lenses make her eyes look anime-huge. They might literally be glittering, she’s so completely serious about the issue she is trying to stress." And the fan artists rejoiced for all the new descriptions they have to work with!

" JADE: im about to lay out some cold hard evidence so pay attention! KARKAT: OH, HANG ON, LET ME GET A PEN." You can't live together with Dave for years without learning when it's time to start taking notes and grab a fucking pen.

"JADE: evidence about..... JADE: our relationship! KARKAT: FUCK" Pfff, okay, never mind. I think Jade might have hit a wall several times over before, trying to either define their relationship or take it to the next level. These dudes are really sensitive about their feelings, after all.

But it would be interesting, learning Jade wants to know where they stand just as much as the outside world does.

"JADE: you let me live in your hive when im in town KARKAT: I CAN’T BELIEVE... JADE: im preeeetty intimately entwined in both your lives KARKAT: THAT YOU’RE JUST TALKING ABOUT THIS? JADE: AND you dont disengage from about 86.234% of my flirtations KARKAT: WAIT, WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU KEEP TRACK OF SOMETHING LIKE THAT? JADE: so....... are we doing this or not?" So, just like with taking on Lord English and acknowledging the lit fuse that is Earth C society, I guess the coming around of April 13th 2019 is when Jade had enough of all this silly business and wants to know what's what. (Also, I suppose the level of intimacy they shared on beforehand will be left to speculation.)

"KARKAT: DOING WHAT?! JADE: dating dummy!!!!!!!! KARKAT: OH. KARKAT: THAT IS KARKAT: THAT IS... A COMPLICATED TOPIC IN MY CULTURE THAT I’M NOT SURE HUMANS ARE EQUIPPED TO TALK ABOUT." Smooth, Karkat, real smooth. Maybe Karkat fears commitment will lead to some of their relationships shifting into other quadrants. And he wouldn't like to be moirails or auspistices with either of them.

"DAVE: also totally unrelated to the economy" ... Nice try Dave, but I think this can't be steered back into that track.

"DAVE: which not gonna lie is the only thing i want to talk about for uh DAVE: for however long it takes for this other conversation to stop happening JADE: so say no!!! DAVE: well KARKAT: UHHHHH JADE: im not just forcing this conversation for my sake! its for you two as well JADE: i mean after all this time have you two even kissed yet?????? DAVE: wha" I think Dave and Karkat might actually have been both content to stay uncommitted and fearful to put a label on it. Also Jade's question will presumably remain unanswered, it's already surprising it's confirmed she hasn't seen them kissing. And that is ignoring the matter of whether either Dave or Karkat kissed Jade before. I guess it's only fortunate for this situation that this instance of Jade never dated Davesprite, it would only complicate things further.

"DAVE: wha KARKAT: WH-WHY WOULD DAVE: uhh KARKAT: WHY WOULD WE KISS?? DAVE: thats KARKAT: THAT’S... YOU... I MEAN, HE’S... HE’S DAVE. DAVE: we KARKAT: AND I’M KARKAT." PFffffffff, hilarious! I can just see them blushing like tomatoes right now. Can't keep staying in denial bros!

"JADE: yes hes dave and youre karkat and everyone we know always calls you that JADE: “dave and karkat”" Hah! Yeah, but they also think you're part of the item, Jade. Care to shed some thoughts on the subject?

"JADE: i cant remember the last time i heard anyone mention one of you without the other JADE: the two of you have basically been together since your days on the meteor its SO obvious" Jade has turned this from a personal matter into a fandom matter. "Everyone and their dog knows you're dating, guys! Stop pretending otherwise!" It's interesting to note the different ways Dave has been seen handling relationships. When he dated Terezi in the GO timeline, it went south due her troubles in the black quadrant. When Davesprite dated Jade, it went south due to unresolved Dave issues, presumably having to do with his bros. With Karkat, Dave's been in a stable-ish thing for the longest time, though.

" KARKAT: VERY CLOSE FRIENDS WHO UNDERSTAND AND SUPPORT EACH OTHER ON A DEEP AND EMPATHETIC LEVEL THAT GOES BEYOND HATE OR PITY. YOU COULD EVEN SAY THAT OUR RELATIONSHIP... KARKAT: ...TRANSCENDS QUADRANTS." ... PFfffffff, so this could have been what it was like for the Sufferer and the Disciple, then! They were just never ready to commit? That would actually be funnier than it being this deep and fulfilling relationship. It would also make Doc Scratch' misgivings on the relationship even more hilarious.

"JADE: yeaaaaaah not gonna lie karkat but that sounds totally kinda gay KARKAT: UGH YOU HUMANS AND YOUR UNFATHOMABLE GENDER BASED QUADRANTS." ... Heh. Actually. Too trolls, the whole gender-based romance thing we have going must indeed be as unfathomable as leprechaun romance.

"Jade faceplams." Well that's a new verb. ;) What part of the body is the 'plam', exactly?

" KARKAT: ANYWAY WEREN’T YOU... DATING THAT CARAPACIAN COUPLE? LAST TIME WE CHECKED?" Lolwut. Jade. Jade are you... are you being a Ms. Casanova, a paramour or two in every city you frequent? If WV and PM turn out to be alive for the sole purpose of dating Jade, I'll choke on my drink.

" DAVE: wait you saying we arent fun JADE: whens the last time either of you left the house??????" I know Jade means it as in, she'd like to date them for keeps. But I also fulheartedly believe Dave and Karkat can sustain themselves on delivery pizza and chinese chow.

"In her other hand, she tries to grab Dave’s wrist, but he flash-steps to the other side of the couch." Well that's a new use of the power, guess Dave must really have felt alarmed. :p

"JADE: i wanna try dating for real KARKAT: HAVE YOU EVER CONSIDERED KARKAT: SORRY IF WHAT I’M ABOUT TO SAY TOTALLY BLOWS YOUR MIND KARKAT: DATING A SINGLE PERSON, FOR MORE THAN HALF A SWEEP, FOR REASONS OTHER THAN INITIATING THE CONCUPISCENT EXCHANGE OF FLUIDS?" Karkat is trying to throw the issue back into Jade's face by saying she should try dating for a longer period of time. But that's exactly what she's trying to do here! She knows who she wants that with! That poor little troll, he's not getting out from under this.

"JADE: third of all karkat arent you from a culture where people are expected to engage in romantic relationships with up to like five people at a time?? KARKAT: THAT’S NOT KARKAT: THAT’S NOT THE SAME THING AT ALL." If he's trying to avoid getting dragged into quadrants with people, he should stop upholding the validity of the quadrants to hold people off. :p

"DAVE: ok jade i think theres a flaw in your approach here cause you seem to think winning an argument on super clever logical grounds is gonna get a couple dudes to break down and fling themselves at you in like, a sexual way JADE: wellll it usually does ;B DAVE: oh my fucking god" So she swoons people by way of her big brain. Jade's got CLASS.

"This earns Dave a look. A long, sad one that has Jade messing with her glasses again so that she can peer right at him and apply some more of that faulty personal math to his facial expression." Just confirmation here that Jade isn't necessarily correct in all her assessments due to not being objective.

"JADE: dave are you in love with obama? DAVE: jade jesus where do you get this shit from JADE: is it about jesus then??????" Aaaaaand this has been derailed again.

"DAVE: no! DAVE: jesus wasnt even real JADE: i know he wasnt real! JADE: wait... JADE: are you saying JADE: obama was real? DAVE: ... DAVE: yes" Wut. Wai- I- Jade. Honey. Please. Guess for all her involvement in politics since, those isolated years on the island sheltered her WAY too much.

"DAVE: obama was real DAVE: he was the president KARKAT: AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA JADE: all this time i thought obama was like JADE: an aspirational fictional character that you modeled your life after KARKAT: AHAHAHAHA I CAN’T AHAHA BREATHE... JADE: like snoop dog or nicolas cage" ... Jade. Jade no. You're just making this worse on yourself. For Jade, there would have been almost nothing in Homestuck she'd have seen as a reference to 'real life', would there?

"senary numeral systems that allow me to do complex equations in my head" ... Why is Base 6 good for complex equations? I'm probably not good enough at math to know.

"KARKAT: WHY IS IT LIKE SOME SORT OF *TRAGEDY* HOW SHE WAS RAISED? KARKAT: BECAUSE SHE WAS RAISED ALONE BY AN ANIMAL?? KARKAT: *I* WAS RAISED ALONE BY AN ANIMAL!" There! It's getting acknowledged again, how Jade's upbringing more resembles a troll than a human's! Becquerel the lusus.

"There’s a ripple in the room that makes it clear their god tier powers have just clashed against each other. He shifts his arm through time and Jade warps the space around them so that she’s the one holding the tablet. This is not the first time that they have rearranged the fabric of reality for a petty reason like this. Karkat has permanently sworn off playing board games with them." ... Lol. First real use of the god tier powers in Earth C, and it goes like this! Wait, couldn't Jade have snapped... Right, no, she actually wouldn't have First Guardian powers anymore now, I forgot. Still, what did Dave try to do, move the tablet to another point in the timeline?

"The moment Jade brings the paint program up on the television, Karkat stops laughing. KARKAT: NO!" Oh boy. Time for the Penis Quadrant scene, this time with three people. ... This would actually fall under both definitions of a "sketch", actually.

"He tries to grab the tablet from her, but she’s hovering well above the ground and he simply is not tall enough to reach. With a shit-eating grin and deliberate care, Jade begins to draw a grid." He's going to jump up to grab her leg, to disturb the drawing, isn't he?

"She gives Karkat a pair of fuzzy, angry eyebrows" Now I'm starting to think of the Karkat expressions in that one Paradox Space.

"all he accomplishes is turning the redrom trajectory between her and Dave into a redrom loop-de-loop." This is all I could want from a reprise of this scene.

"JADE: see me and karkat have great black chemistry! KARKAT: IT IS NOT BLACK CHEMISTRY YOU HORRID NON-CHITINOUS WINDBAG!" A+ denial there, Karkat, props on the response.

"JADE: and now that daves all chill hed make a great auspistice" Jade just wants all Karkat's quadrants filled by the three of them, somehow.

"JADE: because you and karkat are kind of like moirails DAVE: no JADE: and you and i JADE: well yknow its always been pretty flirty DAVE: jade JADE: EXCEPT!

Jade finishes drawing a shaky heart directly into the paint program. It’s so big and bright on the TV that it fills the entire room with red light." She's putting all these names and symbols to the relationship, it might just be too much for these poor boys to handle. :p

"JADE: i call this political arrangement: JADE: fully automated luxury polyamorous space-time communism!!!!!!!" That is not the shipping name I would've chosen, but it's the shipping name we deserve. And hey, communism! Get it? Cause Karkat had a sickle.

I wonder what Karkat's take on polyamory outside of the ashen quadrant is, actually.

"Jade rolls her eyes and tosses both the tablet and pen over her shoulder. Dave flashes across the living room to catch his very expensive computing device in both arms. The pen bounces off his forehead." This. Entire. Scene.

"JADE: i have to go talk to roxy and callie about the election anyway" Well, she's going to let them stew on this for a while. But I'm eager to find out who Roxy & Calliope would back. You might think Jane's a given, but if she's been busy maybe they have grown closer to Jade & Dave!

"Jade clicks her heels together to propel herself back into the air and actually winks at them before absconding through an open window." Think happy thoughts! Also, I just realized becoming a god sadly never gave Karkat the powers of flight.

"Dave and Karkat both stare after her, silently caught in their own private rationalization spirals.

Karkat needs to verbalize part of his out loud." Ah, but can they stay in that spiral or will they have no choice but to break out of it?

"KARKAT: WANNA PLAY SOME TROLL TONY HAWK? DAVE: hell DAVE: yeah" Yyyyyeaah, they are not going to have changed when Jade comes back, will they?

So even Karkat calls it "Troll Tony Hawk", not whatever absurdly wrong name it'd have on Alternia, and not whatever Tony Hawk's duodecimal name in Alternian would be. :P

#homestuck #homestuck epilogues #upd8 #reaction #spoiler alert #jade harley #karkat vantas #dave strider #homestuck liveblog

[bambams-wig]

action!

Pairings: E’dawn (Pentagon) x Reader

Genre: Smut

Warnings: voyeurism?, praising, slight risk

This was inspired by the song Action! by DPR LIVE ft. GRAY and it’s a gr8 song so listen to that ;)

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You sat in the coffee shop typing on your computer writing a history paper due in a week, hoping to get a head start on things. You sipped lightly on your iced coffee and noticed a kid from your class walk in...E’dawn was it? You had worked on some projects with him but didn’t know him that well. He made eye contact with you and you quickly darted back to your screen and drank some more of your drink. You didn’t know why you had reacted like that, his aura? He was cute, you thought. He walked up to the barista and ordered, “Yes, Americano, please?” he hummed to himself and placed a finger on his chin, thoughtfully, “Extra shot, extra ice? Extra nice?” He giggled at his own joke as he handed over his money. He tucked his hands in his black sweatshirt and sat at two person table across from yours, your eyes met again, causing your face to turn a deep shade of red. You bit down on your coffee straw nervously hoping he didn’t notice. “E’dawn!” The barista quietly yelled. E’dawn walked up to the counter and grabbed his drink, flashing the man a smile. He began walking towards you and you quickly went back to typing, praying he didn’t see you staring at him like a stalker.

“Y/N, right?” He smiles at you, causing your heart to race because of it and because he remembered your name.

“Yes, and..E’dawn?” You laughed a bit, trying to clear your nervousness.

“Is this seat taken?” You shook your head vigorously, mentally cursing at yourself thinking he would notice how vigorous. “While I was seated over there, I noticed how the sun hit your nail, making it glitter. I think it’s nice.” He took a sip from his drink, completely oblivious to your swooning.

“Thank you.” You blushed another shade of red, and sipped your drink.

“You’re in my drama class right?” You nodded, “Hmm, would you like to be in my movie?” You gave him a questioning and scared look, “Oh you didn’t know about the skit due by friday?”

“No...” You facepalmed as he smiled at you, making you forget about it again.

“Well, I guess I can help you out with yours if you need it. The offer still stands.” He smirked and leaned back in his chair.

“Okay, what are you doing?” You asked, more intrigued in hanging out with him than doing work.

“It’s about a girl who falls in love with the last person she’d ever think about, she sadly thinks he has no interest in her but she couldn’t be more wrong. I know, before you say anything it is cliche but i thought of it in 10 minutes.”

You laughed at him, “I’m in.”

The sly grin creeped on his face, “I was thinking about calling Emma Watson...maybe Emma Stone, but I think you’re better.” He winked at you for a quick second and began looking out the window.

Your mind wondered whether he actually winked at you or it was your imagination. You were completely freaking out inside but sent an accidental giggle his way.

“Would you like to come to my place now or do you have something to do?” He asked looking back at you.

“I don’t have anything. I can come now.” You said shaking your head vigorously again.

He smiled and helped you pack up your stuff, carrying your book bag and things as you walked.

“You don’t have to carry all that-“ You said shyly.

“No, it’s fine. I’m a gentleman.” He said bowing a bit.

After what seemed like a long, silent walk you were walking inside an elevator to his apartment.

“I have the equipment I just need you to say a couple of lines and bam! we are done.”

You nodded in agreement and stood in front of his door, awkwardly. He smiled at you for some reason and you followed him into a room with a green screen.

“Now...can you stand there please?” He pointed to a place in front of the camera and you walked there quickly. “Great, you look stunning. I’ll have the lines up here and you can just read off the paper, it doesn’t really matter how you read them, we are getting graded for participation, after all.”

You laughed and read off the paper, “Oh, I just love you so much! And I know it’ll never be returned!” Your read in an overdramatic voice and began fake crying into your hands.

“Beautiful! Damn! I’m in tears, Y/N!! Wow The next Grammy Award winner right here!” He loudly clapped and began bowing next to you.

You grew into a fit of laughter and looked down on him, “This really is cliche...” You said with tears in your eyes.

He laughed and looked at you with his eyes crossed, “I’ll take that into consideration.” He laughed at himself and soon you joined.

After tries of reading the lines and laughter E’dawn suggested to watch a real movie and eat some pizza. He decided to watch Shrek for “some quality movie making” and of course, you complied. The movie seemed to end too quick and so did the pizza.

You yawned, “I guess it’s time for me to go home, I’ll see you tomorrow, E’dawn.”

“Please, call me Dawn.” He winked again causing your heart to burst out.

You got home and couldn’t stop thinking about him, how he called you beautiful...he noticed your nail glitter? You groaned and ended up dreaming about him too, maybe not the speakable things.

You walked into class and saw E’dawn on his laptop working on something. He looked up and you waved at him. He smiled and waved back, ushering you to sit next to him.

“Would you like to see what I’ve done with the footage we took so far?” You nodded and stuck in some headphones.

After laughing to the point of tears, you said, “The acting is freaking terrible but it’s really good editing, when did you learn to do that?”

He shrugged, “Tonight would you like for me to help you with yours?”

Your ears perked, “Yeah! Sure...just meet me after class.” He nodded and you went up to your seat.

The whole class you didn’t listen to the teacher or hear a thing your friends said to you, you just kept your eyes glued to the blonde guy sitting in the third row. You thought about the dream you had the night before and it made you squirm in your seat. The class was dismissed and you met up with E’dawn.

“So, your place or mine?” You were still caught up in your own mind, responding monotonously, “Mine is fine.”

You both walked to your house, side by side and talked about your lives, getting to know each other more.

“I love the black shirt you’re wearing, it’s my favorite color.” He said to you.

You quietly thanked him and mentally noted that black was his favorite color. You opened the door to your apartment and threw everything on the ground, in contrast to E’dawn who gently sat everything on the ground.

“So..you can choose what you would like to eat, I’ll make it and then we can record but in the meantime just make yourself at home.” You reached up in your cabinets trying to find something. Your shirt rose up a bit as you tried to get some cookies off the top shelf. E’dawn caught this and quickly darted his eyes away and helped you get the cookies. You both sat and ate them, discussing some ideas for your film.

“What about aliens attacking?”

“Or mermaids walking on land!” You snorted.

“Mermaids walking on land??” E’dawn laughed at your thought.

“Alien mermaids!” You yelled with a finger in the air.

“Yes!” E’dawn clapped and you both ran into your room with your equipment.

You hummed and stared at your room, “How about...I be an innocent girl sleeping and you be the alien mermaid and abduct me!” You said, almost jokingly.

“Why can’t I be the innocent girl!” E’dawn said jokingly. You both laughed and quickly got down to business, setting the camera in front of your bed and improvising as you went.

After E’dawn had abducted you, it was time to turn you into a mermaid, “Shall I seal this deal with a kiss?” E’dawn said jokingly but also wishing you’d accept it.

You blushed wanting him to kiss you too but not knowing whether he was acting or being for real, risking it you said, “I guess I shall.”

E’dawn went in and took in your lips. His were soft and tasted a bit minty. Your hands trailed up to his hair and stroked the little bit on his neck. One of his hands traced your jaw while the other gripped your hip. He pulled away, catching his breath, “I really hope you weren’t acting with that.” He said, half smiling.

You blushed even more than you already were and looked away, “Dont worry, I wasn’t...”

“Good, than you won’t mind if i do it again?”

You shook your head latched again to him, his hands trailed down your back and grabbed your thighs, you jumped up and wrapped your legs around him as he laid you gently on the bed. He pulled away again, “Are you sure it’s okay, Y/N? I can wait if you want.”

Your heart fluttered at his kindness, “I’m sure.”

He smiled and kissed your lips quickly and trailed his lips down your jaw and down to your collarbone. He sucked and tugged at the skin and pulled your shirt above your head quickly so that he could go back to kissing your neck. He grabbed one of your breasts and began massaging it, moving on to another part of your neck he unclasped your bra and drew it off you.

“What brand are those skinny jeans? Because as much as I love the way you look in them, I bet you’d look better with them off.”

You laughed at the sly pickup line and unbuttoned them, he took this time to take off his shirt, exposing the smooth skin underneath it all. He undid his belt and pulled off his jeans and underwear, letting them hit the ground. You stared at what sprung out of his pants for a moment, shocked (in a good way) as he walked towards you again, helping you take off your jeans and underwear. He kissed your stomach and down to your hip.

“You really are so beautiful, Y/N.” Your skin heated at his compliment.

His lips made it to your now dripping womanhood. He kissed it softly, making you breathe in quickly. His tongue slipped out and licked your bud softly. In the moment of it all your phone began ringing loudly, he looked up while you were ignoring it.

“It’s...your mom.” You groaned and answered the phone.

“Hello?” E’dawn went back to licking your clit and sucking on it. You pushed his head a bit, wanting him to wait a bit.

“Hi sweetie I just called to ask how you are.”

“I was sleeping, can I call you in the morning? Love you!”

“Oh-“ You hung up and gave E’dawn an angry look.

“You bitch.”

He tsked against you, “Good girls don’t say things like that but, I guess since you didnt moan over the phone I’ll reward you.”

You basically melted right there on the spot, one of his fingers slid in you and began pulsing at a slow pace, “So tight...” he whispered and added another finger while fastening his pace. Each time his finger miraculously curled hitting you at the spot you loved most. Your juices covered his fingers, trailing down into his hands. You moans went from soft to loud as you reached your first orgasm. Your back rose from the matress and you rode it out. E’dawn pulled out his fingers and licked them clean, which may have been the most sexiest thing you have ever seen. He led back up to your lips and kissed them softly as you caught your breath.

“Do you have any condoms?” He asked quietly.

You nodded and pointed over to the drawer next to your bed, you have never thought that they would come in handy, but here you were. He pulled one out and ripped the package, sliding it on him while he spread the precum on it. He angled himself above you, and rested on his arms so that he wasn’t crushing you.

“You sure?” He asked, sincerely.

“Yes.” You said looking in his eyes. He looked down and watched himself slide into you so easily. You groaned and lifted your head back against the pillows. His pace started out slow, letting you get used to him.

“You’re doing so well, Y/N..” He whispered in your ear making you moan softly.

“Faster..” You rasped out.

He did as you said and began to fasten his pace, soft grunts were heard from him as he went all the way in you. Your hands trailed his back, leaving soft pink marks. Each time he pushed back into you it seemed harder and harder. You clenched your eyes and wrapped your legs around him, allowing him to go even deeper.

“Dawn...I’m-“ He hummed in approval in your ear and you released all over him. Your loud moans, almost screams, turned into breathy ones as he neared his high, feeling your walls clench around him. He moaned as he came inside you and slowed his pace shortly after. He laid on top of you for a second, listening to your fast heartbeat and unsteady breath. He pulled out and took off the condom, throwing it into the trash can. He laid next to you and laid an arm around you, as you closed your eyes.

“You did great, and somehow you still look so beautiful all fucked out.” You smiled a bit him, “I know this may be a little odd to ask now but, would you maybe go to dinner with me friday night?”

“Of course” Your heart skipped several beats as he kissed your forehead. A sudden realization hit as you looked at the side of your bed. “Oh my god we never turned off the camera.”

“Well that will be fun to watch tomorrow.”

#edawn #hyojong #pentagon #triple h #edawn smut #pentagon smut #triple h smut