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thegenderfluidace · 8 months

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fair points

I like that they made it easier to gain experience bc you can just send your pokemon out

story length for me personally doesn't feel much different

before I had my own switch I was able to borrow one from my dad's colleague and I played let's go pikachu and got through it in less than a day

Pokémon Y will always stay one of my favourites tho, amazing game

anyways, I believe I was supposed to remind you to tell me about your DnD game

Ah, suppose that’s fair. Idk I always get so distracted and then it takes me forever to finish the story, especially with all the exploration, so guess that’s why it feels longer for me

But!!! Yes yes!! I am absolutely gonna tell ya about the session!!

Okay so we started out and the prince decided, yknow what screw this and pulled out his blowgun and was gonna attack us, we’re still in the Inn in his and Kacis room. Alister goes to tackle him since we can’t really beat em up, I absolutely fail the roll so Alister trips on their wayyyy to long cloak, and I decide aw heck it and now Ali has just decided to give up and lay on the floor unless they become needed again

Prince goes shoots his dart, absolutely fails and misses completely

Kaci being the noble who does not wanna beat up the prince is like ‘ayy can’t we just talk it out? No need to fight cmon’ absolutely rizzes our guy and persuaded him to not try and hit Kaci and Ali but still has absolutely no trust in Ray which is completely understandable, he is Ray and also almost accidentally killed em whoops,

So now it’s Rays turn and seeing as the situation has deescalated, decides to tell him he doesn’t care and won’t actually go beat em up as long as he doesn’t do anything, like yknow, try and hit em with darts again

Prince is like fineee gives Kaci the dart gun and now Kaci and the prince have to get ready since they’ve not actually gotten ready yet. Ray decides to go downstairs for breakfast, picks up Ali who is still on the floor in their lil ball of cloak, and they go to breakfast

Kaci and the prince get ready and Kaci like the nerd he is decides to change his clothes in his sleeping bag and once hes done the prince has been done for awhile so they also head down to breakfast

Ray has eggs absolutely coated in pepper, he got them Emo eggs, Ali had toast, they also just look at the eggs and sneeze, like ray my dude that’s wayyy too much pepper. Kaci and the prince come down. Kaci also gets toast looks at rays eggs and sneezes. Prince decided he was good. Ray asks why he decided to run away, prince says he can’t answer here but he will when they leave town

They leave town to go return the prince to the castle. We get some lore dump. Turns out when the prince was lil his parents had him and his sister fight to the death for who will be heir to the kingdom. So yep my guy Richard killed his sister and he decided years later to run away because he didn’t want to rule. We also get some Kaci lore cause apparently his friend and their twin were also made to fight to the death and his friend killed his twin but couldn’t handle the guilt so he also died.

Also this is mentioned oh so incredibly casually, like we all got traumatic backstories and we all like yeah it happened or whatever

So yeah Ray was like okay fair, and went and kinda laid out the princes options. He either be a coward and run away or return and do nothing, or he could actually do something upon his return and if he wants they’ll even help him cause he doesn’t really want these psychos running the kingdom either

The prince is still incredibly unsure of even trying to do anything, while Ray is just like well these are the options, but Kaci doesn’t like how it feels like Ray is pressuring the prince and how Ray doesn’t understand what it’s like to be a noble or the situation

Anyway it ends up with Kaci and Ray having an absolutely heated fight, with both the characters and actual players getting genuinely mad for their point and I’m barely understanding and getting overwhelmed from the fight, so imagine Alister who genuinely understands like none of this

Eventually Ray is just done and is like fine I’ll just leave then and he starts walking away and Kaci is like fine and starts walking the other way telling Ali to follow and Alister is just left in the middle so so confused and conflicted and overwhelmed.

DM asks what Ali does and I decided the best course of action is to sit down in a ball and scream.

Kaci feels bad now and stops, Ray stops for a moment then keeps walking. Ray walks behind a tree and DM asks them to roll a D4, they roll a one and now Ray is Rhea. Personality/character swap time! We have not met Rhea yet so she just came out from behind the tree incredibly confused.

She sees Ali comes over and asks if they’re okay(which they are very much not) Alister just goes and cuddles into them, Rhea just picks em up while comforting them and basically being like welp idk where I am mind if I join? And so now we’ve got sweet baby girl Rhea

So they stop for a quick break so Ali can calm down. Kaci apologizes for letting things get so out of hand especially since they know Ali wouldn’t have understood any of it and really only heard the screaming.

They all chill out when Rhea starts a braid train, or more like hair doing/fixing train since it’s really only Kaci getting their hair rebraided, Ali getting the excess plant life out of their hair and it just fixed up a bit and the prince also getting their hair fixed a bit.

Kaci asks if they’re ready to go, Ali walks a bit away screams, comes back and says their good to go and off they head.

Rhea absolutely ships Kaci and the prince and so they go and walk farther ahead with Ali so the prince and Kaci can talk(Rhea does not know he is the prince)

Prince is annoyed that Kaci cannot properly clean their glasses so cleans em for em. Kaci accidentally fizzes the prince and they just kinda chat about life and stuff. Ali and Rhea just chatting meanwhile

Eventually Rhea sees a sparkle, goes over to investigate and finds a lake! Good timing since it’s starting to get late and they need to set up camp. Rest of the group comes over, Kaci falls down the hill to the lake whoops, sets up a fire and stuff. Alister is incredibly suspicious of the safety of this location as this is definitely the biggest source of water they’ve ever seen and most Underdark water sources are heavily guarded. Rhea just kinda plays around as well as sets up more of camp as well. Prince pulls out a lute, Ali has now seen/heard an instrument and is amazed yet still alert cause suspicious. Lil dance party ensues. Everyone gets ready to head in for the night basically when everyone with dark vision(aka everyone but Rhea) sees a large ripple/wave coming from the lake and that something is coming towards them. And that is where we finished last!(sorry that was long these are like 3+ish hour sessions)

And also right after we finished and all left and that I realized that Alister does NOT know how to swim, paddle, or even really how to stay afloat whatsoever. They have never been/seen a large/deep enough water source to ever even really try…. So this could go incredibly bad lol haha ^^''

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nerves-nebula · 2 years

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NEXT ONE #3: She Listens.

I'll do this one too before I gotta go. This one doesn't require much backstory so it'll be a lot shorter!

So I wasn't well liked in school but in some grades I managed to have a friend or two, and every once-in-a-while I was able to have sleep overs. I usually tried going to other people's places since it was usually wayyyy better but sometimes people came over to wherever we lived at the time.

Not only do my adoptive parents have an EXTENSIVE process to even allow me to go somewhere outside of school (after we moved from a forest I wasn't allowed outside. There was cameras on my windows and all doors to the outside, plus their office had the view to my bedroom)

And that process deterred most people from trying to be friends with me because who wants to set up a meeting between parents, have phone calls, state exactly where you'll be and who will be there, etc? While most people got more freedom in high school I got wayyy less. I basically had no friends, or at least friends are "supposed to know each other outside of a specific class" so.. Their monitoring continued into highschool before covid hit, and now that we're in a pandemic it's impossible to make friends IRL

But the few times I was able to have sleep overs at my place, my adoptive mother would be somewhere out-of-sight but listening to everything said. You know how people try to have deeper conversations during sleep overs? I had to try to get my friends to not say anything too bad or anything that she would think is too ""corrupting my star-nature because the humans are infecting me"" sorta stuff.

Which lead to some awkward situations, and probably made people like me less tbh, but after the sleep overs ended she'd kinda "test" me on what was talked about. If there were things she didn't like she'd try to "cleanse me" so that "I would stay connected to the universe".

If she heard us up too late she'd also suddenly appear and be like "HEY. Aren't you all supposed to be sleeping?" because she didn't want to stay up too late listening to everything we said.

Outside of sleep overs if I ever laughed or anything in my room (next house had her office right beside my room so she could hear any conversations I had in online school or anything like that) she'd come to the door and ask me what I was doing lol. I'm still paranoid about how much noise I make though because I still feel like someone's always listening in or watching.

anyways that's that story! Nothing like a little bit of enforced paranoia to spice up your day xD <- you can laugh I am saying this to be funny with it

wow you weren't lying. That She do be Listens.

funny enough my mom also didnt want me going to sleepovers. Not that I was ever invited, but she also insisted on meeting the parents of the kids and all this stuff and I just didn't want to bother cause I had, DEBILITATING anxiety as a child :D

God I can't imagine how bad quarantine must have been for you. tbh not much changed for me, because I kind of never left the house anyway, but it was still Not Great cause my older brother was there.

I'm not super paranoid about how loud I am (outside of my awareness that I'm not very good at controlling my volume, like I'll get louder and louder until I suddenly realize I'm shouting and then stop) but I do get like, the opposite thing. Like, people shouted a lot in my house to call each other, right? It's a small house. But sometimes I get a sudden jolt cause I think I just heard my mom shouting for me, or my older brother stomping his way up the stairs, and then I realize I'm like 5 states away from them right now.

also, one summer my dad stayed home with us and got really annoyed that I was laughing with my girlfriend over call. I don't know why but I guess my constant JOY was grating on him or something cause it got to the point that once I noticed he was around I would stop talking/laughing entirely. But it didn't work cause he'd hear me before I could stop, and one day he came out to me while I was on the porch and said something like

"Just because you don't have a life doesn't mean nobody else does"

which was really hurtful but also very confusing??? Like I'm literally laughing, I'm having A Social Life right now, why are you mad at me??

MORAL OF THE STORY. fuck your parents and fuck mine to!

#nnstuff #ask #abuse #child abuse

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kirishimas-manly-eyeliner · 3 years

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➴ are we supposed to share a bed?

pairings: sawamura daichi, ryūnosuke tanaka, koshi sugawara, tsukishima kei, tadashi yamaguchi, shoyo hinata, tobio kageyama, yu nishinoya, asahi azumane x gn! reader (karasuno boys)

warnings: none! pure fluff hehe <3

KARASUNO BOYS WITH THE FANFIC TROPE: THERE WAS ONLY ONE BED (...and a couch.)

KEI TSUKISHIMA

good luck on trying to get him to go to sleep comfortably on the bed.

“i’ll sleep on the couch,” he deadpans, and flops over onto the cushion that is clearly too small for him. tsukishima stays there, caught up in his thoughts for a while. tossing and turning on the bed, his head nearly falling off the arm rests and his ankles sticking out in an uncomfortable position.

after a long day of practice, you nearly fall asleep as soon as your head hits the pillow. the only thing preventing you from getting a good night’s rest is the sounds of the couch’s old springs shrieking and creaking. “tsukishima, you should just lie down here instead... it’s a lot more comfortable anyway.”

you can hear him scoff with his head buried under a throw pillow. “no.”

there was really no way of getting through to him, was there?

but the problem was, right before you were about to fall asleep, right as your eyelids got heavy and you were finally about to go into a blissful sleep for the first time in months, tsukishima would keep moving around

you didn’t mean to be this cranky. you were exhausted. “tsuki, c’mon. you sound uncomfortable. sleep here.”

tsukishima immediately stopped moving. for a moment, you thought he might come and join you. he doesn’t.

but eventually, when he’s so uncomfortable to the point where he can’t stop tossing and turning and you’re sound asleep, he’ll crawl into bed with you WAYYY later. no way is he going to snuggle in bed with you while you’re still awake.

instead, with his body heavy from lack of sleep, he lies down next to you, praying that you don’t wake up, and falls asleep like a light.

you wake up with his arms wrapped around you.

TADASHI YAMAGUCHI

precious!! little!! baby!!

tadashi will say he prefers the couch-- not because he doesn’t like you, he’s just afraid of the actual part of sleeping next to you. he’s watched enough movies to know what happens when the two characters fall asleep on the same bed. they wake up, hand-in-hand, completely flustered-- and tadashi is convinced that he’d combust if that ever happened. he just wants to make sure that you’re comfortable.

“are you sure?” you ask. “you worked really hard today... and your serves were amazing! take the bed. i’ll sleep on the couch.”

tadashi shakes his head. “i-it’s okay. really.”

“mm...” you think for a moment, but then smile. “you can always sit up here with me, if you want.”

tadashi immediately wraps his arms around himself. “n-no! it’s okay! really! i wouldn’t want you to feel uncomfortable...”

you smile playfully. “don’t worry about it. i don’t mind, i know you wouldn’t do anything weird. come on. i’m tired, you’re tired, let’s just go to bed, yeah?”

after a few more moments of talking and trying to let yamaguchi know that you genuinely don’t mind, you convince yamaguchi to sleep with you on the bed instead of him going on the ripped couch.

he’ll be lightly hugging himself, afraid that if he outstretched his arms, they would wrap around you in his sleep. that was the last thing he wanted-- for you to feel uncomfortable around him.

(jokes on him, you two both wake up cuddling regardless)

SHOYO HINATA

without a moment’s pass, once you two settle into your rooms for the night, he throws his bags down, and DRAGS YOU DOWN WITH HIM ON THE BED

unlike the others, there’s no discussion on who goes on the couch and who goes on the bed. after games, hinata is always a little overly confident and ends up oulling you down on the bed next to him. he doesn’t even shower. he’s exhausted.

you laugh (his energy is contagious), “hinata-?? uherm don’t you wanna shower first?”

he laughs out loud, stretching his arms out. “but i’m exhausteeedddd!”

he fluffs the pillows in an insanely cute way and goes, “okay. i can sleep on the left side, you can sleep on the right so that we don’t crash into each other during the night. is that okay?”

you nod. hinata smiles before changing (and then he goes to rinse off) and plops onto bed, snuggling under the covers. he’ll casually get out his phone and scroll through the feed, maybe play a couple of games, and casually talk about his day with you, until he realizes that you didn’t respond.

he peered over, finding that you were sleeping.

he smiles softly, before the idea that he had actually JUST nonchalantly slept with you next to him, your face only a few inches away from his, and the realization finally settles in as his face burns against his pillow.

TOBIO KAGEYAMA

"I mean... If you want."

kageyama says that phrase at least ten times throughout the process of trying to figure out the idea of “only one bed.”

he’s trying his best not to be too aggressive or pushy around you, but it’s clear that he’s cranky and wants some sleep after a long day. his face is in a pout from exhaustion, his bags are sprawled across the floor and the last thing he looks like he wants to do is get a restless sleep on the couch.

“so uh,... do you want the couch or the bed-?” you ask. kageyama shrugs. but looking at how tired he is, his sunken eyes, and the way his knees were nearly unbuckling, you say gently, “i’m gonna take the couch.”

“okay.”

you take the couch and kageyama lies down on the bed, but exhausted as he is, a part of him is thinking with a twinge of guilt, “the couch must be really uncomfortable.. are they okay?”

so instead, kageyama peers over and finds you wrapping your arms around yourself from the couch, and he sighs, long and tired, and kind of just- STANDS over you on the couch like 🧍🏻 ...

“hey.”

you look up, confused and half-asleep. “...mmph?”

“sleep with me.”

the words tumble out before kageyama can stop them, but you’re just so heavy with sleep that you nod as if nothing had happened and flop onto the bed, your entire body sinking into the soft mattress. you wake up with a blanket wrapped around you, and kageyama on the floor from faling off.

RYUNOSUKE TANAKA

surprisingly, he has so much more respect and privacy for you than you may suspect. when tanaka enters the room, he’s lowkey kind of tense, but he sets his bags down and helps you, “uhem... do you need anything? tooth brush? tooth paste? extra blankets-?” he sees you as the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen. the way he stares at you is something that no one else can compare to.

you laugh. “nah, i’m good. but thanks!” you look around, pointing towards the couch and raising an eyebrow at how uncomfortable it looks. “you and i both had a rough day... how about we just sleep on the bed then? i-if you’re comfortable with it, that is.”

CONGRATULATIONS YOU BROKE TANAKA

this awkward blob who’s just insanely flustered because holy crow, his best friend AND crush is suggesting they both share the bed. he then flashes out a grin and a thumbs up, “alright! sounds good!”

you grin back as you two both get ready for bed and lie down.

and to confirm, he has absolutely no shame once he gets more comfortable and calm for cuddling you (with your consent BECAUSE CONSENT IS SO SEXY)

tanaka will talk about his entire day with you in such a free way. everything is so easy with him-- he constantly thinks that you’re the most beautiful person he’s ever laid eyes on and tries not to say it out loud every five seconds. tanaka will hold your hand and try to make you laugh multiple times just for the sake of it <3

YU NISHINOYA

"i-i can sleep on the couch! really!"

...he’s lying.

you know when you offer someone food, you know, just for the sake of being nice-- and this small part of you hopes that they don’t take the food?

that’s what nishinoya is casually saying, explaining that he can “sleep on the couch.” in reality, he just wants to cuddle next to you, hand-in-hand as you two casually talk about your day. he wants to play with your hair and kiss you and make you laugh. he wants to see you smile and cuddle you, wake up in the morning hand-in-hand as someone you can trust.

“uHmMM... okay, you can take the couch then,” you say, completely oblivious.

a small part of nishinoya dies inside with those words. “erm, okay. goodnight!!” he’s trying to sound cheerful for your sake, but he can’t help but feel disappointed.

that’s what he wanted, right? you stumble over to the bed, your legs tired and knees buckling after a long day as you pull your covers over yourself. “mm, goodnight, noya!”

but later, you see that nishinoya is standing above the couch a lot like kageyama did-- contemplating whether or not he should speak out about wanting to go on the bed next to you or going on the couch. once he hears that you’ve stopped shuffling under your bed covers, he thinks you’re asleep and stares at you-- only to find your eyes staring into his.

he blurts the words out. “can i- i mean, only if it’s okay with you, can i sleep on the bed with you?!”

you hesitate, but then raise an eyebrow and your upper lip curls with a playful grin. “oh?”

nishinoya laughs and gives a small shrug.

“c’mere.”

KOSHI SUGAWARA

he's such a sweetheart.

sugawara knows that you work really hard to help the boys stay healthy. he knows the work you put into cleaning up and trying to decide what’s best for them and yourself. “you can pick! i don’t really mind. go ahead, do whatever you’d like.”

(a part of him is secretly begging that you choose to go with him instead on the bed. will he say that out loud? probably not, but he loves you so much and wants you to know that with every fiber in his body.)

“you can pick,” you say, for a change. there’s a moment where sugawara is surprised, but then relaxes and nods along with it. “i can, erm, sleep on the couch. if that’s easier for you,” he blushes and scratches the back of his neck. your stomach sinks. did he really want to sleep on the couch-

“but if you’re okay with it, we can both share the bed-”

“okay!” the words spill out of you before you can stop them. you clear your throat, trying to contain your excitment. “i mean. okay.”

sugawara laughs and takes your hand, and he props up the pillows (strikes me as the guy to have a playlist i am just saying) and asks you about your day.

he will definitely end up cuddling you in his sleep. in the morning, you wake up on his chest with his arms around you, and when you look on the other side of the bed-- you’re no longer alone. a soft smile with friendly eyes is staring back at you.

“did you sleep well, princess?”

DAICHI SAWAMURA

GENTLEMAN GENTLEMAN GENTLEMAN

he knows that you're private about a lot of stuff, but he'll definitely be a lot like suga and make sure whatever happens is best for you. daichi will make sure that above all else, you feeling comfortable is top priotity. he’ll try to be a good guy for you and let you make yourself at home-- heck, he probably brought lights or something in case you were afraid of the dark because hE’S JUST THAT CONSIDERATE

daichi, out of all of them, will immediately address that he’ll take the couch first. “i’ll take the couch. it’s been a long day.”

at this point, daichi’s brain is on autopilot after so long and he just immediately assumes that you’ll take the bed. he wants you to feel as rested as possible for the next day, so daichi is just about ready to flop around the couch, when you say:

“daichi... you should take the bed-! i can go on the couch. or we could share.”

HE DOUBLE TAKES

HE DOUBLE TAKES AND ASKS YOU AGAIN

a laugh bubbles up insdie your chest (he blushes and prays you can’t see it in the dark of the night) and you drag his arm to the bed, fighting back the urge to kiss him on the nose. “sleep. you deserve it, team captain.”

he leans back, grinning. “alrighty then. get plenty of sleep. i’ll be sure to see you tomorrow morning, angel.”

ASAHI AZUMANE

HE'S SCARED

HE THINKS HES TOO INTIMIDATING OR TOO BIG AND THAT YOU'LL BE UNCOMFORTABLE

asahi is practically soluting as if speaking to a general. “i’ll take the couch!”

he’s well aware that it’s too small for him. but if it means that you don’t have to deal with the idea of sleeping in the corner of the room with cobwebs, that was good enough for him.

you nod slowly, smiling gratefully. the couch couldn’t be that bad... right?

as you cuddle into your sheets, there’s a moment wher eyou open your eyes and finally look at the back of the room, to find asahi in a strange position-- his head is falling off the armrest and his feet are dangling from the front.

he’s shuffling, changing positions, but it’s clear that he’s nervous and isn’t too sure what you think of him like this.

“come here, big guy.”

you outstretch your arms and pat the side of your bed, and he doesn’t look to sure. it’s almost beauty and the beast all over again-- just the roles are slightly edited.

“oh-hkay!” asahi smiles slightly, the tips of his ears turning pink. “are you sure?”

you nod. “sure i’m sure. now come here, ‘m sleepy.”

asahi laughs softly and lies down, trying to avoid going too much in the center in fear of taking up too much space. “hey, it’s fine.”

you wake up with his arm as a pillow and your head resting on his shoulder.

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hetalia-reacts · 3 years

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I'm kind of experimenting with Yandere, so I'm going to send you at least 2 Yandere asks. This is the first one. May I have Yandere 2p Allies and Axis that's Vampires and they're falling falling in love with reader. But the problem is, the Reader is a Werewolf..... a very powerful one ( One that can rival them, and it's very possible if the darling can dominant them ). But other than that, the Reader is like this Huge energetic innocent puppy that likes to tackle hug them.

Allen

God he’s in love with your personality

He wants you all to himself for the rest of time

But of course there’s an issue

1) you’re a werewolf and he’s a vampire, you’d never willingly go with him even if you do love him

And then there’s problem number 2) you’re incredibly strong for a werewolf and Al’s a little afraid you might be able to take him down if he tries anything funny

And though Allen doesn’t have to worry about you not loving him or leaving him, he can’t have you the way he really wants you since you’d definitely could send him into a late grave

Allen would definitely concede to the best of his abilities and not completely take you and lock you away from everyone

He’d definitely try some mind games on you though, and try to occupy your time as much as vampirically possible

And after some time he’d probably consider changing you or attempting to change you so you could be with him forever, even if it makes you hate him

He just can’t bare the thought of living without you

Oliver

As yandere as he is Oliver has never truly considered locking you away

He’s not much of a fighter and every tactic he could use to get you and keep you would make him very unhappy to use

All of those plans include heavy drugs and poisons since you’re a werewolf and much stronger than he actually is

And he doesn’t much care for the idea of keeping you drugged and high since it might mean he’d never see you happily frolic or smile at him again

That is simply a sight Oliver cannot live without anymore

So he would never attempt to physically cage you, but he’d try to emotionally cage you

Always has an excuse to why he needs you home and why you can’t go out with your pack anymore or go hunting with them

Maybe sometimes gives small doses of drugs in food or drink so that your more complacent and easy to convince

Would regretfully drug you the day he decides to attempt to change you into a vampire/werewolf-vampire mix

He cant have you fighting back or saying no, that is the only day Oliver might get violent and super controlling towards you

He just needs you to stay with him forever so badly he wouldn’t mind shedding a bit of your blood

Oliver just gets so paranoid and scared one day you’ll never come back from seeing your pack so he has to do something, anything, that will keep you with him

Matt

As I’ve stated before Matt is a more lax and chill yandere

So he’d be more apt to just tell you he wants you home a lot and that he wants to spend forever with you

And with the fact that your incredibly strong even for a werewolf and could most definitely match him in a fight makes him a bit nervous to be sneaky with you

Tho he is confident he could take you, especially is Kuma(?) was around to help lock you up

Matt does psychologically mess with you

Just to make you more dependent on him and more likely to agree with him

He does this until he’s positive you’d agree immediately once asked if you want to become a vampire like him

He wants it to be as consensual as possible since he does love you and your innocent puppy personality and doesn’t want to corrupt it too much by having to physically force you while he changes you

Matt wants to keep you as authentic as he possibly can while keeping you all to himself

Francois

Absolutely hates this predicament

Out of everyone he could’ve easily loved it had to be an energetic, powerful werewolf that he couldn’t manipulate or overpower easily

Francois curses his bad luck in choosing a partner, but loves you never the less

Francois would end up coming up with an elaborate plan to lock you up after completely gaining your trust

Though he knows you love him, he knows you’re wary of him being a vampire even now

And he thinks your smart for being wary, but it honestly amuses him that him being a vampire should really be the least of your worries

He’d have you chained in only a few weeks after planning it out, keeping your shifting/breaking out at bay with drugs and strong silver bounds as well as keeping you far away from the moon and it’s light

Francois wouldn’t change you immediately

He honestly likes you being a werewolf and not soulless and hell-bound like him

But he might change his mind if you start getting more aggressive or show signs of breaking out

Francois can’t lose you, you make him feel happy even if you scream obscenities at him for locking you up

Viktor

Honestly he gets kind of pissy when he thinks about this perdicament

He’s a vampire ffs and yet he hesitates to take you, a literal ball of sunshine and energy, all for himself because you’re scarily powerful and dangerous

It really rubs him the wrong way to think about it

Viktor is no coward, however, so he’s going to make a very calculated plan to get you all for himself

Once he gets you, he confines you as well as he can somewhere far away from your pack, possibly even gets rid of them if he has the time

Viktor is not likely to drug you, he’s not very fond of that unlike some of the others

He will torture you in anyway he sees fit, even if he loses his precious ball of sunshine in the process, to him it’s just an unfortunate but needed loss in his plan

He changes you very quickly

Him changing you breaks your ties to the pack, if they’re still alive, and makes you weaker and easier to deal with and keep

Viktor does love you, and that’s why he has to keep you like this for the rest of your lives

Zao

Zao is a simple man with a simple plan

He just gets relatively comfortable with you and then boom, druggy time

He doesn’t care if you don’t act like yourself anymore

To him it’s all the same and as long as he doesn’t have to deal with you in your super strong werewolf form he figures your personality is an acceptable loss

Zao really did love your sunshine personality tho so sometimes it does bum him out that he’ll never see you like that again

Probably didn’t consider changing you until wayyy after kidnapping you

I’m talking like a year or more before he realizes that’s a thing he could do

When he changes you nothing much changes

He notices you’re a bit weaker and more lethargic after the bite, but your about the same as before after a few weeks so he figures you’re perfectly fine and frozen in time like he is

Luciano

So angry and vocal about the situation

Like why did you have to be the most perfect creature he’s ever seen? Why did you have to be so strong and clever?

So salty about it

Luciano would try to not lock you up, but the second someone looks at you the wrong way it’s to the basement with you and the death of whoever dared trying something with his darling

He’s not above drugging you but would prefer not to if you just behaved so he didn’t have to

Doesn’t consider changing you for a long time

Luciano is almost in love with the fact that you’re so fragile that the passage of time would make you weak

He’d eventually change you before you got really old because at the end of the day he realized he couldn’t live without you

Lutz

Lutz is so in love with you but so frustrated with what you are

He’s strong, but lazy

He could match you, maybe even overpower you if he really tried, but it’s so frustrating that the one thing he wants doesn’t come with ease

If you’d’ve been any other creature, or god even better human, he would have no trouble stealing you away

But of course you were a werewolf who everyone loved and watched out for

Lutz would get so frustrated with himself and think himself into exhaustion many nights thinking of a no hassle way to get you home with him forever

Of course he finally does it while you’re sleeping thanks to some super strong sedatives he slipped you

He would consider changing you before you woke up or before the sedatives wore off just so everything would be so much easier on him and you’d be too high and out of it to ever really question him

So Lutz would naturally go with that plan, he bites you after settling you down in your forever prison

He does it out of possession more than needing you forever, Lutz just wants your pack and every other vampire and werewolf out there to know that your his forever

Kuro

Kuro loves the idea of you more than he actually loves you

He loves the power and status he’d get from changing and keeping

Of course he still is madly in love with you, but he’s more so in love with his power fantasy

Kuro would love to just waltz in and take you, but even he can admit that he would barely match you in a fight and he certainly can’t take on you and the rest of your pack at the same time

So he lures you to his home as sweetly as he possibly can

There he quickly knocks you out and chains you away

He’s likely to play with you for a week or maybe even as long as a couple of months before he decides it’s no longer fun and just wants you to be his forever

Having some decency Kuro would attempt to ask you if you consented to being changed

If you said no or put up a fight he simply knock you out and do what needs to be done

If you agree you’re playing right into his sick little fantasy as he sees this as a sign that he’s completely tamed you now, both mentally and physically

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hopeshoodie · 3 years

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I can’t believe it took me until part 8 to do my favorite boy but

Here are the pros and cons of dating

Noah

Cons

Noah is really non confrontational, so he tends to let issues fester. It’s not that he’s trying to let things build up, it’s just that he doesn’t think they’re important enough to bring up. He won’t start a fight about them when they’ve built up, but if MC is angry about something he’ll mention that there’s a bunch of things he’s let go but not have specifics. It ends up coming out like ‘yeah well what about all the other things?!’ ‘what other things!?’ ‘I don’t remember!!’. He’s not actively keeping track of all her mistakes, he genuinely does forgive and forget, but then when tensions come to a boil he needs to point out that there has been conflict that he just ignored. He’s not trying to guilt or gaslight MC, but sometimes it feels like it. If she thinks especially little of his intentions, it feels like he’s just pulling things out of thin air to be mad instead of focusing on the issue. That’s not what he’s doing- he just doesn’t address little things until they feel like big things. But of course he hasn’t done the introspection to truly understand how doing this is hurtful or articulate that he doesn’t mean it to be.

When he and MC disagree, he lets things go wayyy too easily. This is fine if MC is a really mature, self-reflective person who can see that she’s crossed a line after the fact. But if MC is a little more selfish/immature, like Lottie, this is a huge con because he doesn’t give her accountability that would help her grow. We saw this with Hope- she wasn’t able to recognize how harmful her temper was when she was dating Noah because he never pointed it out, he just rolled over. If there’s a genuine problem- financial, emotional, logistically, he’ll ‘let it go’ until it’s a way bigger problem (and much harder to solve).

Sorry that most of these cons are about how he fights with people, but that’s what we saw in-game lol. I’d love to know more about how Lucas or Rahim fight with their partners. But when you’re arguing, Noah tends to focus on really little details of what you said instead of listening to the whole thing and getting a sense of the bigger picture. So let’s say the issue is ‘Noah, I need you to tell me when you’re borrowing my car because you took it to the gym and then it went from having enough gas to get me to work in the morning to being on empty. This morning I had to stop for gas and that made me late.” The issue there is actually ‘please tell me when you’re using my car”, but he fixates on the gas part and says “well fine I can fill up your tank”. So he focuses on little details that he can fix instead of acknowledging the actual problem.

He internalizes things so fucking hard. Yes he intellectually knows that when MC gives him feedback on things she’s talking about his BEHAVIOR and not him as a person, but he definitely feels like shit about himself if he makes a mistake and MC calls him on it. He’ll definitely beat himself up about things for weeks after it happens, and his internal dialogue in general is pretty toxic.

I can see him being a bit of a workaholic. Not in the same sense that Camilo is in Boat Party, but Noah definitely will go into the library on a day he’s scheduled to be off if he has projects to work on or will stay late because he got engrossed in research. Same thing now that the library’s closed because of COVID- it takes him two times as long to put everyone online and work from home, so he’s spending more time working than ever. He views it through the lens of the ‘greater good’- getting that display set up for the patrons is more important that seeing his wife two hours earlier because many members of the community outnumber one person. Plus he just cares so much about his work that he has a hard time seeing it as an inconvenience to other people.

He loves his family so much. Even when MC and he get married and have kids, he struggles to prioritize them over his siblings and parents. So if his little brother Arlo needs money, Noah won’t hesitate to give him a loan even if he and MC are struggling financially. If his aging mom or dad can’t live alone anymore, Noah will invite them to move in with his family, even if their house isn’t big enough to accommodate more people. I can see this being a huge point of contention, especially in that second scenario where MC would have to take on a caretaker role as well. Noah just wants to help people so bad and has a hard time saying no, so that can sometimes impede his partner.

He’s really used to living on low income, and so he has a lot of frugal habits and concessions that he thinks are normal that someone more middle or upper class might find irritating. These are all coming from my experience and things partners have complained about- but think things like only eating out once a month or refusing to turn the heat on until it’s dangerous or making his own laundry detergent. He grew up doing them out of necessity (and still does, student debt on a public librarian’s budget? I couldn’t do it), so he doesn’t realize how strange or frustrating his habits might be to someone who isn’t used to it. He also has a really hard time justifying spending excessive amounts of money, so if MC has lavish taste there’s going to be some conflict.

He doesn’t like initiating anything. Conversations, activities… you know *smirk emoji*. He will, but the ratio of when Noah suggests something to when MC does is like 1:8

My boy is beautiful, and his clothes look lovely, but he has 7 outfits that he rewears all the time. The closest thing to fashion is him putting a different button up shirt underneath his vest. It’s definitely a joke at work that he wears the same sweater, button up, and quarter length shirt just in different colors. You know that vine where the teacher walks into the room wearing the same shirt in different colors, saying the same ‘hello’ for like a million days. Noah’s coworkers remake that with him, because that’s exactly what he does.

He’s a bit of a homebody, and loves routine. For me, massive plus, I love that. But for someone who wants to party regularly or be spontaneous, I can see constantly changing plans and going out with people being really draining to Noah. He has a small group of close friends, so he’d struggle to remember MC’s friends' names if she has more than five. Don’t get me wrong, Noah will take MC to galleries and dates at least three times a month, but it has to be discussed and scheduled in advance.

Pros

Honestly, what isn’t a pro about him? Noah is a steadfast, thoughtful, and kind person. His politics are about taking care of people, providing them dignity and respect, and building community. He loves his family and is incredibly patient. He’s incredibly smart but not at all classist or condescending about it. I know this is supposed to be about how the islanders affect the person they’re dating, but oh my god he’s such a good person I love him. Let’s just say the pro for this is his positive aura.

He’s really good at group dynamics and listening, so he goes out of his way to make everyone feel heard and valued. If someone says something and no one acknowledges it, he’ll specifically engage with them so they’re not left hanging. If someone’s trying to get a word in but can’t, he’ll get everyone’s attention then say ‘so and so had an idea’. He’s not one to boisterously laugh in group settings, but he always makes eye contact and smiles if you make a joke that flops or say something he agrees with. If people are teasing about something, he picks up if it’s gone too far really easily and will gracefully change the subject/tell them to knock it off.

He’s super conscientious about respecting boundaries and ensuring the people around him are taking care of himself. If MC and him are long distance and texting after 10pm, he’ll be like “I love you, but we’ve both got to sleep. I’ll talk to you tomorrow”. He’ll always check and make sure people have eaten when meeting up with them, and if they haven’t he’ll insist they get food from somewhere. 100% gives you his jacket, brings you water bottles, in general just wants you to take care of yourself.

Above all else, Noah just always ensures the people around him feel safe. The last thing he’d want to do is make people uncomfortable, so safe driving, safe spaces, safe sex are all musts. He’s really good in crisis situations because he can calm people down and encourage them to think critically.

Building off of that, he’s really aware of how much of the housework is being done by who and always tries to ensure he’s doing his part. I bet that was a big thing he ripped on Rahim for- Rahim expects his woman to clean up after him and do the bulk of the domestic work, and Noah knows that’s bullshit. I think Noah likes cleaning, anyways, and will usually take laundry/disinfecting bathrooms/cleaning dishes over cooking or running errands. But the mental load of keeping track of recipes/groceries that need replenishing and keeping up with kids needs, he’s aware of the imbalance and does his part. Obvious plus, because it sounds fucking exhausting to date a man. He fucking hates vaccuming though, and will splurge on a roomba.

He has a dry sense of humor that’s very based in puns and hyperbole. Sometimes it’s hard to know when he’s joking or not, but he never makes you feel bad for missing a joke or dwells on something for too long. He absolutely subscribes to the Mcelroys’ No Bummers rule, there are some things you don’t joke about and he’s happy to shut down inappropriate comments or ‘jokes’. He definitely prefers physical gaffs and dumb ways of saying things, so his favorite comedians are John Mulaney and Chris Fleming. While humor isn’t an important part of how he relates to other people, Noah enjoys being around funny people and won’t shut down their energy like Rahim, Marisol, or Hope.

This is just me projecting again but Noah is generoussss. Even though he doesn’t make a lot of money at the library, he still has a ‘mutual aid’ budget each month (and goes over it often). He’s the first one to give money to panhandlers, donate to gofundmes, and give friends/family personal loans. That definitely gets him into sticky situations sometimes, because he has a hard time saying no and can get taken advantage of, but ultimately I think it’s a pro because he’ll never forget where he came from and always prioritize helping other people.

He has a really pretty, deep singing voice and this is a pro to me because fuck I meltttttt.

The shit he says to his partner or spouse? THE most romantic thing in the world. You think Mr. “you’re made of stardust” doesn’t shower his lover with the most meaningful lines at random times? You think he’s not quoting sappho and jane austen when he’s at a loss for words? You think he’s NOT going to turn over in bed on a lazy Saturday and say ‘this is the most perfect my life will ever be’? It’s not even prompted either, yes he’ll compliment Bobby or MC when they get all dressed up for date night, but more often he’ll profess his adoration in the middle of dinner, then take another forkful of food.

Fantastic with kids, and this is a huge pro because people who can work with kids and be patient/positive with them make me so fuckim soft. But if/when (hopefully when because if MC didn’t want kids I don’t think it’d last) they had kids, Noah is happy to be on bottle duty, wake up early to the baby, and generally be a really involved parent. He’ll take a big chunk of paternity leave, and generally be there as much as humanly possible. Even when they have multiple little tyrants running around, he always makes time to be alone with MC and make sure she’s not taking on too much.

He’s basically a lesbian, which is definitely a reason I love him so much. Hear me out- loves milfs, loves 80s music, communicates affection through meaningful glances and playing with hair but will die before explicitly saying any of it, crushes on his best friend for the longest time but never makes the first move, puts way too much emotional meaning and personal metaphors into objects and then presents them as gifts, is into fandoms and actively collects pop figures, is attracted to assertive/powerful women, wears beige skinny jeans, wears VESTS….. That’s a lesbian. He’s a bisexual man, but he’s also an honorary lesbian.

A really good confidant. Noah’s an amazing listener and never judges people harshly- his life philosophy is as long as you’re not hurting anymore or yourself, everything else is details. So you can definitely tell him secrets and confess regrets to him and he’ll listen with those soft eyes and gentle nods. Talking to him about mistakes always feels like unburdening yourself. And he’d never tell your secret to anyone. Doesn’t matter if you cheat on him, lie to him, or die, he’s never going to tell anyone your secrets.

#litg #litg noah #pros and cons

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marauder-exe · 4 years

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Sweater- Remus Lupin

Request: Hey boo! Love your writing, and that prompt list? Aaaaamazing. Maybe you could do one with remus with 54,64 and 79 from prompt list #2?? If not that's totally cool, I Don't know, just got that idea last night:) Lots of loveee.

Prompts:

54. “Would it be all right if I borrowed your sweater? It smells like you.”

64. “Your bedhead is really cute”

79. “No, like…. It’s just, I can’t believe you’re actually wearing my clothes.”

Word count: 1.6K

You where so Absolutely, Undeniably, Indubitably tired. You had stayed up the previous night studying, and you had to pull n all nighter later tonight to study for a shitty potions exam, my god you hated N.E.W.T.S. The rest of your friends, the Marauders, Lily, Marlene, Dorcas, everyone had already studied and got an early night, while you procrastinated, so you had to cram the night before. This is hell, why do you do this? But you decided to take full advantage of the empty common room and decided to set up shop down their for the night. It was 10Pm, you where fresh faced, full from supper and have a cup of tea. How hard could Potions be to grasp?

It turns out very hard. All of the stuff that actually went into your brain just got muddled up, and it just wasn't going well. Your tea had been left to go cold, and the entirety of your notes had been spilled out over the common room table. It was getting chilly, and you needed some more tea anyway, so you decided to take a break. How you hadn't gotten colder earlier is a mystery, as you where wearing biker shorts and a tank top. You grabbed your cup, and stood up, when the cold sent a shiver down your spine and goosebumps rose on your skin. Then an idea popped into your head. Every day since you met him, Remus Lupin had worn the exact same, comfy looking, sweater, day in, day out. And to be honest, that's something you could use right now. You crept up the stairs, closer to the boys dorm, and quietly knocked on, you waited a few seconds, but there was no reply.

“Rem?” You whisper-shouted.

Then almost instantaneously, the door swung open, revealing none other than Remus Lupin, with no shirt, plaid pyjama pants and a book in his hand. Of course. He gave you a warm smile as he opened the door for you to step into the room. Man he looked so damn adorable in the low light.

“(Y/N)? What are you doing up, its like 2Am?” He gave a questioning look.

“I'm sorry, its what?” Since when did it get that late, you could've sworn you'd only started studying an hour ago. He nodded toward the clock on his night stand, which, in classic Remus fashion, was also drowned in old books and chocolate. You let out a quiet giggle.

“Guess the time just got away from me. I was wondering...” You chuckled nervously, why was it so damn hard to ask this man for a sweater. Right, he was Remus. “Would it be all right if I borrowed your sweater? It smells like you, and I could really use the comfort right now?” He just kinda stood there, jaw slack, fumbling over his words, trying to explain how much he would love to give you any sweater he owned, without sounding creepy of course.

“If you two are gonna shag, could you maybe do it quietly? I'm trying to sleep here” The grumbled voice of Sirius came from the end bed. Remus threw a pillow at him as you both blushed profusely.

“Yeah.” He said abruptly. “I mean yeah, of course you can, yeah, yeah, of course, yeah” He repeated, with a nervous laughter.

“So, can I borrow it?” You questioned sarcastically with a laugh.

“Yeah, ill go get it” He laughed lowly. He tried to be as smooth as he could but when you where around, he had the function of a paper plate. Trying to retrieve the jumper from his trunk, he slipped a few times, laughing and mumbling a quiet ‘sorry’. How can one man be so cute. He quickly jogged back over to you, about to hand you the sweater, when he stopped to admire your beauty for a second, your face lit by the candle light. Well what he thought to be a second but was more closer to a minute, being snapped out of his daydream by a quiet ‘Rem?’ Coming from you. God he loved that nickname. He laughed and apologised, handing you the sweater.

“Don't stay up too late though, love, you wont be able to focus if you have no sleep” he lectured. “You want some chocolate to take down with you?” You gratefully accepted his offer, marvelling at the mass amounts of chocolate he had. He gave you a variety. You knew he had given you his expensive chocolate he had gotten for his birthday. But you pretended not to notice and thanked him for the gesture with a kiss on the cheek as you quickly ushered out of the room. Scared if you stayed too long, you'd do something you regret. Of course, you left so quick, you just missed the deep blush that appeared on Remus’ face as he held a hand against his cheek where you had just kissed. He heard a low “Man, you are soooooo whipped” From Sirius, but just threw a pillow at him. He lay back down on his bed, dreaming of you.

After your sweater and chocolate exchange with Remus, you decided to duck back into the kitchens for some more tea. A quick caffeine top up is just what you needed. As you got back to the common room it was quickly approaching 2:30Am, You decided to get a few more hours of study done, but now in Remus’ comfy sweater. Obviously it was wayyy to comforting, because you ended up nodding off on the common room couch at 4Am, engulfed by the sweater and surrounded by the smell of Remus.

While you slept soundly downstairs, Remus looked up at his clock. 4:45Am. Sleep alluded him lately much to his chagrin. His dreams were usually filled to the brim with you, wondering what his life would be like if you two where together. But recently, he had been thinking about doing something about it, causing him some sleepless nights. He though you liked him, he was 90% sure, okay more like 60%. But the marauders had him convinced that she liked him back. Hell even lily knew that the Gryffindor princess was smitten for Werewolf Boy. He just wanted you to be his, and for him to not be a bumbling, stammering, blushing mess around you He lay in his own head space for about 45 minutes, until he realised you where still downstairs. He was worried you might work yourself to death at this rate. So he quietly shuffled out of his bed, making his way down the stairs. What he saw when he got down there was, perhaps, the one thing he’d want to see for the rest of his life. You where curled up around a pillow on the common room couch, Remus’ sweater drowning you. You where bathing in the Dawn sunlight, and you looked absolutely ethereal. He thought if there was heaven on earth this would be it. If there where big, cartoon heart eyes in real life, he’d definitely have them right bout now. He stood there staring at you, with his big, cartoon heart eyes for a solid five minutes, until you began to stir and wake up. He tried to busy himself looking over your papers and other miscellaneous things on the table.

“Hey, Remmy, not stealing my notes are you?” You giggled in your cute morning voice. He stood, frozen and slack jawed. How could one woman be so perfect? “Rem? Oh no, what's wrong? Is it my terrible bed head?” You panicked trying to flatted your crazed hair. He quickly shook himself from his daydream.

“No, its… Your bed head is cute” He mumbled lowly, you giggled. “Its just… I cant believe your wearing my clothes.”

“Well yeah, that was why I asked for it, it smells good” You breathed In the scent of his sweater, and Remus looked at you. Sat there, with a bed head, sleep deprived, having just woken up, still looking like an angel on earth. Why was he doing nothing about it? To hell if he was gonna let some douche get you before he could.

“Rem?” You questioned, blushing under his abnormally long stare. And before you knew it he had immediately rushed to you, his lips attaching to yours, passionate but hungry. He pulled away, his forehead resting against yours. “Ive been wanting to do that for a while” He laughs and you giggle. But you where cut short by a slow clap ensuing from behind you, you both turned to see Sirius on the staircase, classic smirk and everything. Remus was about to scold Sirius and warn him not to tell the boys but Sirius already knew it. “Don't worry. ‘Remmmmyyyy’” He said in a dreamy voice. “I wont tell the boys” Remus released breath and started counting down.

“3...2...1...” You furrowed your brows to question him, but it was soon answered by Sirius clamouring up the stairs screaming James’ name, probably about to tell him what just happened.

“Back in a sec, love” He said before rushing after Sirius, his werewolf traits no match for Sirius’ dog ones. You just stared after him, before shrinking down into the couch, sighing dreamily.

#Remus Lupin x reader #remus lupin x you #remus lupin x y/n #remus lupin fanfic #remus lupin fanfiction #marauders masterlist #marauders #marauders era #marauder era

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obx-writings · 4 years

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That Night - Pt 1

Request: Hey can I request a jj fic where y/n doesn’t want to do sex/touching stuff with jj because of a past she has. When she gets uncomfortable around it multiple times he thinks she’s not really in love with him or that she’s cheating. At a kegger, topper comes up to y/n when she’s alone and flirts with her and touches her arm. He tries to get her to go some place else but she doesn’t want to. Jj comes in and punches topper and they fight. Topper exposes y/n and says that they already had sex before, but it wasn’t just sex it was rape. Y/n doesn’t want to talk to anyone again, but jj comforts her and says it doesn’t define her.

AN: So I decided to make this into two parts, since it was just going to be wayyy too long as one. I also understand how heavy this topic is, so I am trying to deal with it with as much care as I can. Please let me know what you all think of this one! Part 2 will either be posted tonight or tomorrow, I have a 14 page paper due today so I gotta focus on that haha!

Warnings: Sexual Assault, Anxiety, Self Doubt, Angst

WC: 1.6K

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You were incredibly happy. You were curled into JJ’s side, head on his chest listening to his heartbeat and feeling the vibrations of his low voice when he spoke. His arm was around your back, playing with the hem of your shirt aimlessly while he talked about the future with you. Ever since you were little, you had been best friends with Sarah Cameron, and when she dumped Topper and started dating John B, you were pulled into the friend group, finally evening the boys and girls ratio. Ugh...Topper. Even the thought of his name left a bitter taste in your mouth. But none of that mattered, that is, until JJ started trailing his fingers down. Your heart started beating faster and your breathing hitched. It was like this everytime. JJ made an advance into the sexual, and you started freaking. He looked down at you, eyes dark and began placing soft kisses to your neck, oblivious to the sudden shift in the air.

“You look so beautiful, Y/N” He breathed in your ear, voice husky with desire. The mere sound of it brought you back to that night and your stomach twisted. It didn’t matter that it was JJ, it didn’t matter that he made you feel safe or loved, you couldn’t differentiate it anymore. You pushed him away and sat up, discomfort evident on your face, but you tried to play it off like you just weren’t in the mood right now.

“Sorry, J, I’m just not feeling well right now.” You ran a hand through your hair and down your face, turning your head to look back at him, his face stoic but hurt in his eyes. HIs lips formed a straight line and he gave you a curt nod of the head before moving to get up. “Where are you going?” Your voice almost broke, shocked he would just get up, but in his defense, this was the sixth time something like this happened.

“I just need to clear my head, but I’ll pick you up tonight for the kegger, kay?” His voice sounded rough, not at all like the sweet tones he was using with you earlier that day. You just nodded your head, and he slipped out of the room. Slowly, the tears began to well up in your eyes and down your cheeks. You laid back down and curled into a ball under the covers, letting the horrid memories of that night flash behind your eyes.

That’s exactly how Kie found you two hours later. She came over to start getting ready with you for the kegger, and walked into the absolute mess that was your brain. You hadn’t moved since JJ left, and your chest felt like it was collapsing.

“Y/N? Y/N, what’s wrong?” Her voice was filled with concern as she sat on the bed and began to stroke your hair.

“Just feeling a little off, JJ left a few hours ago and I don’t know, he seemed mad at me that i didn;t want to have sex with him.” You attempted to play it off as if you hadn’t been crying yourself into oblivion, but your voice broke on every other word. She gave you a look of confusion.

“That doesn;t sound like JJ at all, he adores you, Y/N! I’m sure it’s nothing.” She tried to comfort you but you knew that it was just Kie being Kie.

“It’s just…” You began, but stopped yourself, never wanting anyone to find out what Topper had done 7 months ago. “It’s just, I’ve never had sex before, I’m just nervous, I mean, he’s slept with the entire island, what if I dont live up to his insane expectations.” This was true. You actually had never willingly had sex, and these were fears of yours, which is why it was so easy to lie and say this is why you were upset.

“Y/N, he loves you. Like loves you. Like won’t share a door while freezing to death in the ocean loves you. It’ll be okay, I promise, and it’ll happen when you’re ready. Please don’t let JJ being a slut a year ago ruin how amazing you two are for each other now. He hasn;t even looked at another girl since he met you.” Kie smiled your way, and you actually felt a little better, laughing at her slut comment about your boyfriend. You nodded, and slowly sat up, wiping the tears away. Kie brushed her hand on your face to help you. “Okay, now let’s get ready, we have a party to get to!” She got up and dragged you from bed, pulling you into the bathroom so you could change.

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“She’s fucking someone bro, I know it!” JJ screamed at John B, pulling his hair out in different directions. He had immediately gone to the beach where he knew his best friend would be setting up the keg after leaving the Chateau.

“Bro, Y/N is literally head over heels for you, there’s no way.” John B scoffed at his friend, but gave him a look of sympathy. For JJ to be saying anything like this about you, he had to have been really hurting.

“Then please explain to me the second I touch her, kiss her, try and do anything other than fucking cuddle her she get’s all squirmy and pulls away. She gets so distant dude, it’s like she can’t even look at me.” JJ’s voice broke at the end, and he collapsed in the sand, head in his hands, trying not to let the tears fall. John B walked over to him and put his hand behind his back, rubbing comfortingly.

“Maybe she’s just nervous, I mean she is still a virgin, and you have a pretty extensive list of girls you’ve...y’know?” John B laughed a little, but JJ stayed serious.

“I don’t know bro, but I have to confront her tonight about it. I’m fucking in love with this girl and if she’s with someone else...I just can’t do it dude.” JJ let a tear fall from his eye. That was the first time he’d expressed to anyone that he was in love with you, and the look on John B’s face made that evident.

“Wow...JJ, I really fucking hope you’re wrong dude.” That was all he could say.

“Me too, man...me too.” He trailed off, looking at the water and realizing that the sun was beginning to drop below the horizon. “Shit, it’s getting late, I gotta go and pick her up.” He stood up and held his hand out to John B, silently asking him for the keys to the van. John B tossed them over, and watched as his best friend walked away silently. God he really hoped he was wrong.

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After JJ picked you and Kie up from the Chateau, everyone could instantly feel the tension on the way to the beach. JJ, usually so full of life in the car, sat silently, not even tapping his finger to the radio. Kie just sat in the back, scrolling on her phone and trying to act as normal as possible, while you sat there anxiously. You kept feeling his eyes darting over to you every now again, but you stared out the window, avoiding his gaze. When you finally parked, JJ looked at Kie, silently asking her for a minute alone. SHe looked at the both of you and held her hands up in defense.

“Wasn’t trying to be in the middle of it anyways” She mumbled as she opened the door, slamming it shut behind her as she went to find the guys.

“I’m sorry, about earlier. Really, I just needed some time to think.” JJ said after you both sat in silence for what felt like an hour, but was probably only a few minutes. “I need to ask you something, and it’s not going to be pretty, and you might hate me after even suggesting it, but I need to know, Y/N.” His voice was shaky and your heart broke. “Are you…” His face twisted and he grimaced, the words tasting bitter on his tongue. “Are you...sleeping with anyone else.” He kept his gaze straightforward, not bearing to see the hurt flash in your eyes.

“How could you even think that, J? Of course not!” You were completely taken aback, not expecting his brain to ever go to that place.

“I’m sorry, it’s just, you barely let me touch you, sometimes, I just worry that maybe someone else is doing that for me.” His voice was flat, unrecognizable. You grabbed his hand and squeezed.

“Baby, I've just...never done anything with anyone, I’m scared I wont be good enough for you. I promise that’s it.” You grabbed his face and kissed him softly. He kissed you back, and when you pulled away, he rested his forehead against yours.

“I’m sorry, Y/N. I’m so sorry, I just...my head, it just…” You shushed him, telling him it was okay.

“Let’s just go have fun.” You forced a smile, and went to open the door, but he grabbed your arm and you turned to face him.

“I’ll wait, whenever, however long it takes. I’ll wait baby. And you will be more than good enough for me, because...well it’ll be a first for me too.” You looked at him confused, his eyes were unreadable, expressing something you’ve never seen in him before. “I’ve never had sex...with someone I’m in love with before.” You had never smiled so big in your life.

“I’m in love with you too, J.” you breathed, and kissed him hard. She both stayed in the moment, sharing kisses and loving looks, before you decided it was time to make an appearance at the party.

#jj maybank #jj fanfiction #jj imagine #jj outer banks #outerbanks #obx x reader #jj obx #obx #outer banks fanfiction #angst #jj angst #john b routledge #john b #kie

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tutubola-moved-on · 3 years

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Hi I like music and I kind of go wayyy too deep into the TPN soundtrack and I think it's about time I start throwing my thoughts out there before they spiral too much

Disclaimer!!! This is not a complete analysis at all, just a few thoughts on each of the songs. I'll probably revisit some of them in future parts if I ever do those aha anyways enjoy

(Part 1/?): 63194, Emma's Sorrow, Emma's Determination, 22194, Norman's Lament, The Promise Between Humans and Demons, Jailbreak and Isabella's Lullaby.

(manga spoilers)

I've done a lil smth smth on Main Theme 2 already and its my favourite song like ever aha this is a cry for help

here you go people

but now anyways fr

63194 (Season 1)

Wouldn't have started with this one cuz I'm still figuring it out but it was the first one that came up when I pressed shuffle

Let's just go straight to the point so we can move on. The first time we hear 63194 is in episode 2, when Norman is talking to Ray about their plan in the forest (or, as I like to call it, "boat scene"). It reaches its climax when Norman starts talking about how he'll use himself to ensure the escape plan will work.

And then it's only used again in episode 8, if I'm not mistaken, after Isabella tells them about Norman's shipment, thus foreshadowing him refusing to escape and using his "death" as a tool to help the others escape.

But alsooo the song is Emma's theme, so there's definitely some sort of meaning other than foreshadowing Norman's shipment. That's for later though cuz I'll have to think more. The beginning does sound a lot like Strauss' Metamorphosen, a piece symbolising how German culture was destroyed during WW2. Not sure what to do with that info for now.

If you'd like a little extra stuff, I also tried connecting the pieces to the Doctrine of Affections, a... thing some Baroque composers wrote that connected music keys to feelings. (I found many sources but I used this one).

63194 is in C Minor, which is described as "innocently sad" (although another source said "sweet but sad") and "lovesick." I think innocence really describes Emma, Ray, and Norman in general, as kids who never did anything wrong but were thrown into the wrong world. Innocently sad would be their conversations in boat scene. They're talking about life or death, it's not something kids should have to deal with.

But again, it's hopeful. Norman wants to create a boat made out of mud---he wants to save everyone---and he really believes it'll work. So although sad, it's also sweet. It's a light at the end of the tunnel, and also just an act of kindness. As for "lovesick," that would just describe Ray and Emma's inevitable longing for Norman after he was gone. Which brings us to...

Emma's Sorrow (エマの悲しみ) (Season 1)

The two times I remember Emma's Sorrow played was 1) When they first talked to Don and Gilda about the house and 2) During the infirmary flashback scene.

The Doctrine of Affections describes E Minor as "grief and longing." In the infirmary flashback scene that obviously not only shows how Norman longs for that time when they didn't know anything and everything was light and happy but also, once again, foreshadows Emma eventually having to grieve him.

Especially because they don't play the staccato part (short quick notes) that's in the original version. Instead, the strings are always present. In staccato, the music gets pretty,,, lowkey? because the instruments can't exactly "show off," whereas the legato (long/connected notes) really shows the true importance and impact each individual instrument has on the song. Considering how the strings (specifically the violins) in the soundtrack could symbolise Norman, it's showing how Norman is not just another guy who's in their group and planning the escape, but an actual friend they'll lose and who'll leave a significant emptiness behind. Not only brain power wise, but just.. you know he's a human being and it's gonna hurt either way.

Not only that, but the harmonies itself in Emma's Sorrow once the strings really do come in are really incomplete. Like, the piano part seems to be all over the place, but it comes together because of the strings. Norman was the one who brought Emma and Ray together, in a way, and isn't Emma and Ray clashing exactly what Shirai wanted when he sent Norman away? Yea...

And Emma's Sorrow is, of course, parallel to:

Emma's Determination (エマの決定) (Season 1)

Yea no I'm still gathering thoughts on that one. The ascending bass contrasting the descending bass in Emma's Sorrow is pretty cool, though. It plays when Don is going off about how he wants to be strong after punching Ray and Norman and it's in F# Minor, so "passionate resentment." Connect both and Don really is ready to change the world. He got slapped with this very very bad reality and naturally he's angry and he's sad and he wants to do anything in his power to save people.

But back to Norman.

(hi future me here. oh my god why am i only talking about norman this was not the route this was originally going to take im so sorry i swear there's more to this post than just norman brain rot 22194 is the last norman one)

22194 (Season 1) and Norman's Lament (ノーマンの嘆き) (Season 2)

22194 is in B Minor, so "patience" and "walking towards fate." That's pretty self explanatory considering how he, and I quote, "chose death." Yea. G Minor would be "uneasiness of the future," and once again, pretty self explanatory (The whole Lambda seizures thing and I'm The Only One Who Can Save The Humans Syndrome. Normy worries too much :/)

Comparing both is pretty fun, too. It's the same melody but in different keys and instruments and thus just give off different feelings. While 22194 is full of instruments and harmonies and is clearly structured, Norman's Lament is just. Empty. It's like it's trying to stay true to 22194, so the Norman from before, but at the end of every musical sentence it just drifts off. You can see parts of 22194 in there, but it's not the same. At all.

There's also no harmony. He wants to do everything himself, and discards all his bonds and friends for that. So sad. Stop him.

All that while 22194 is rich and beautiful and oh my god i love that song so much and it's just showing how Norman was a lot more lively and layered and human when he allowed people to come into his life (the harmonies) and listened to those people instead of just locking himself up and doing everything himself.

So in conclusion cuz I ramble a lot, 22194 is about GF Norman, who hadn't gone through all those things that turned him "evil," who trusted his friends and believed everything had a good, ethic solution. Norman's Lament is about Lambda/post-Lambda Norman, who had gone through a whole lot, and was now in a downwards spiral and had left everything behind to become God or whatever, but was also in denial that he had changed in the first place.

does this make sense no idea i'm typing this while sleep deprived and high on bread and i failed english this quarter

but that aside

The Promise Between Humans and Demons (人間と鬼の約束)(Season 2)

I love this song!!!!!! So much!!!!!!!!! I love the percussion, it's used so well. And I love the way the song builds up and adds more and more instruments until it eventually reaches a climax, like the growing tension between the humans and the demons during the war that snowballed and snowballed and eventually caused both sides to resort to the Promise.

And when the song comes down you can hear a very short "first draft" ish version of Isabella's Lullaby.

It's as if yes, all this mess went down and the demons and humans made this huge promise that completely changed the world and affected an entire society but then far far away from the Seven Walls and the Promise and oblivious of the Ratri Clan and the demons were these two tiny tiny children just singing a song and living happily. And those children---and that song---were the foundation for the entire revolution that ended with the Promise. Wow.

And it's in D Major, D Major is "Triumphant." The song itself sounds triumphant, and yes the Promise was gross but it was a nice little hello kitty band aid over the mess that was the world before it.

What was truly triumphant, though, was the kids' escape, which happened to the same melodic theme, albeit in a different key. Which leads me to...

Prison Break (脱獄) (Season 1)

Oh my God. I love this song.

It symbolises the kids breaking ties with Isabella and how many obstacles were in the way (not only was she their mom; their only mom who had cared for them for their entire lives, but she was also their enemy and did everything she could to prevent them from escaping). The second the brass comes in with the theme (around 0:53) it sounds like it's struggling to play it fully. In this case, Isabella, once the singing parts, would have lost her voice after being outwitted by the children (keep in mind the song starts playing after they've already reached the wall). After all, the song starts with a voice that seems to get more and more desperate before it's overrun by instruments, thus losing its power.

So she's trying to control them and get them back, but they won't let her. They're going to break free. So you have the melodic theme playing with significant breaks, until eventually it all goes silent. Why? Because they escaped. Isabella completely lost contact with them, they're free. And then you get the same melodic theme in The Promise Between Humans and Demons.

But the theme isn't played full. It's not played to the extent that they play it in TPBDAH, instead there's a lot of just "blank space" with no melody above it: that's where the children will write their melody---their story; a story independent from the Promise that shaped their lives thus far.

AGH.

I need a break but I'll be back

Isabella's Lullaby (イサベラの唄)

OK OK Continuing on Isabella I love how Sarah Alainn sings like she's crying. I really recommend this if you want to go deep on Isabella's Lullaby, they pretty much said everything I had to say. I don't go on youtube like ever and that might as well be one of my favourite videos LOL anyways

I also really recommend listening to the no vocal/piano solo version, the harmonies are so beautiful. And the more you listen to it the more you hear, there's always something new. The violins especially oh I love the way Takahiro Obata uses violins. Honourable mention to Nat King Ballade (ナットキングバラード) and Each Thought (それぞれの想い) (idk if thats the english name for it,,,, i've seen it as "Their Own Thoughts" too)

WELL THEN. What a ride. I'll go to sleep now. If anything is incoherent or u just wanna talk then send me askies or a dm smth idk aha i like music but i hate grammar :P

#adding this to the queue cuz posting it rn would be so weird #tpn manga spoilers #thoughts #long post #tpn music #63194 #emma's sorrow #emma's determination #isabella's lullaby #prison break #tpbhad #norman's lament

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whiskehorange · 5 years

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Some Lovely Hand HC’s

@okamiredfoxx, You thought I’d let this just sit and linger until my requests were open again. Pfft, I couldn’t let this tempt me for that long :)

Even though not all of these are on my list, I am very aware of who they are and I will be trying them anyways, like a little test. But don’t you worry, some of them might be added in the future!!

Btw, Im sorry I didn’t add Ash, I really need to rewatch the movies! It’s been wayyy too long

Data

Cold, firm hands, but smooth

Seem to grow a bit more warm whenever he holds yours, but gentle

He wants to be as physical with you as possible, thinking that it's a way for you to really see how much he does care for you incase his words get a bit too... complicated. Bu he still isn't too advanced in the sly affection ways just yet. A regular hand hold says so much from him, especially if he initiates it!

Bishop

Cold and firm hand, but a bit rough

His hands tend to stay a bit cold, but are welcoming and gentle nonetheless

You'll find that most of the time he mindlessly plays with your fingers and your hands. Jut a mindless little stress reliever, if that's what you'd like to call it. He works endlessly with his hands nonstop all day, so at the end of the day feeling your soft and warm hands intertwined with his is the perfect reward.

Michael

Normally cold hands, extremely rough and calloused

They grow increasingly warm the longer you hold them, but it's a tight grasp

You'll constantly find them sneaking their way up your arms and lightly (or harshly, depending on his mood) resting around your neck. Leaving his bloody marks at the base of your neck and across your jawline, a thumbprint on your bottom lip. These are more innocent marks than the ones he'll leave on you tonight.

Jason

Permanently cold, large hands

If he had working veins and blood flow, he'd have the warmest hands, and oh so gentle

You're face is like a playground for his hands. Squishing your cheeks, booping your nose, and overall just caressing your face. You're so damn warm and small in his palms he just can't help but absolutely melt whenever he touches you!

Pinhead

Can you see a pattern? Cold yet oddly soft hands

While they stay slightly colder, they're so soft to the touch they're like velvet whenever you hold his hand

Dancing his fingers up your arm to place his hand on the small of your back, you'll find that he traces patterns across your skin. He could do it for hours really, the smallest and most comforting circles and shapes that send you right to sleep.

Beetlejuice

Weirdly... warm... hands

He doesn't keep his hands in one position for too long, so you can never tell if they are rough, soft, firm and so on

Handsy to the max, and honestly can't help but stay in tune with his childish manner. While he does tend to have his hand placed on your hips and back at all times, his all time favorite skit to pull is having you hold his hand. But that isn't it, the next thing you know you're holding just his hand. It's detached from his arm and boy does he get the biggest laugh out of that. No matter how many times he's pulled it... in the same day

Hellboy

Confirmed Large Hands. Firm too, but surprisingly really gentle

The big guy is red, but you can tell when he's blushing. It'll spread across his face and his hands will get a bit more warmer than normal

Let this man massage all your worries away! He's got the perfect hands to do so, and will always be up for squeezing the tension right out of your shoulders. It's just a "harmless" way for him to be physical with you, and boy does he love seeing those faces of relief.

Jareth

Such soft and gentle hands. It's almost scary

He's got a tight grip, but his hands always stay soft and warm inside yours

As odd as it might sound, deceiving you, right in front of your eyes. He notices the fascination you took to his orbs and how much his magic caught your eye, so he puts on small shows just for you. Watching your amazed face as his hands rock back and forth with a crystal between them. You look so cute

#data #star trek #bishop #aliens #michael myers #halloween #jason voorhees #Friday the 13th #pinhead x reader #hellraiser #beetlejuice #hellboy #the goblin king #jareth #labyrinth #slasher x reader #pinhead

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hold-me-sickfics · 3 years

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Okay guys, as promised:

Day 1: Namjoon💜

Prompt: Namjoon’s been up since 2:00 a.m. with a stuffy nose and a pretty rough cough. His throat is killing him, and can someone please bring him the lotion tissues? His nose is bright red from how many times he’s used that old t-shirt in the floor. Thankfully, he’s been given permission to stay home and rest for the day, but that’s just impossible for him. He’s supposed to be the leader of the pack, so how can he just abandon them right before an interview? What if they need him? What if the interviewer only speaks English? What if Jungkook loses his shirt 5 minutes before they go in? What if Jimin and Taehyung accidentally reveal what the new album is called? What if… well everything happens? Or… what if… just maybe… the leader needs loved and coddled but instead he’s all alone at the house all day...

TW: Food, this fic is more snz focused than anything (Note: if anyone sees a trigger I missed, please let me know and I’ll post a warning for it too!)

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“Namjoon, why are you in here? I thought I just told you to stay in bed until I got your breakfast.” Jin lightly scolded the leader. Namjoon had been up since 2:00 feeling pretty sick.

“I know but I wadted to bake sure you didn’t deed help with breakfast.” Namjoon shuffled over to the coffee maker, and poured himself a mug of it.

“Joon, down. No coffee. You’re sick, so the last thing you need is coffee making your stomach hurt.” Jin took the mug from him, and placed a gentle hand on his shoulder.

“Here, just sit down and rest okay? How about you make a quick call and see if you can get today off. I’ll make you some hot tea. We’ll see if you feel like eating once your sinuses open up a little, alright?” Jin eased Namjoon down into one of the chairs at the kitchen table.

Namjoon had to admit, he felt terrible. His nose was stopped up and running at the same time. His throat felt like it was tight and on fire. His muscles ached, and he felt cold. His skin felt so sensitive; even Jin touching him earlier had hurt. But still, having his hyung so close did help him to feel safe and cared for, so he had endured the pain.

Namjoon picked up the phone, and dialed the BigHit office number, asking to speak to his scheduler.

Jin listened closely as Namjoon struggled to talk. He grabbed a bottle of honey out of the cabinet and poured a tablespoon into the tea he was brewing on the stove. Sympathy pain took over his chest when he hear Namjoon cough to clear his throat. The cough was wet, and thick, and had nearly even made him gag.

Just then, Taehyung and Jungkook came running downstairs.

“I AM EATING THE BACON! YOU CANNOT STOP ME!” Taehyung screamed.

“I WILL JUMP ON YOU!” Jungkook swung over the railing.

Surprisingly, the maknae managed to land perfectly on Taehyung’s back, causing him to hit the floor- hard.

“Ah!” Taehyung let out a harsh cry.

“Shhhh!” Jin pressed a finger to his lips. He mouthed the words “Joon’s on the phone”

Both the younger boys apologized immediately, and then bolted to the refrigerator. Jin couldn’t help but roll his eyes.

“Yeah, I cad’t breathe well.”

Namjoon coughed again. This time wasn’t as thick, but Jin could tell there was enough snot in his throat to fill a bucket.

Hoseok came downstairs in his bathrobe, hair still dripping wet from his shower. He too, heard the last cough, and decided to inquire about the situation.

“Jin, he sounds awful.” Hoseok glanced over at the leader. He immediately noticed Namjoon’s red nose, puffy-pink eyes, and pale skin. A sheen of sweat covered his face and upper chest. His hair was half-matted to his head in sweat as well.

“He’s been like this since 2:00. He’s trying to get today off so he can stay home and rest.” Jin took the tea off the stove and poured a decent-sized amount into a small, blue mug.

“Okay, thank you.” Namjoon hit the “end call” button, and set his phone down. He rested his head in his hands.

Jin carried the mug to Namjoon and set it on the coaster. He took the chair beside Namjoon and stroked his hair softly.

“What’d they say?” Jin leaned down to try and meet Namjoon’s eyes.

“They’re letting be stay home... but you all have an interview today... I cad’t stay here and just let you guys go alone.”

Though it hurt to have someone touch his skin, he leaned in closer to Jin, trying to take in some of his strength.

“Joonie, you have to stay home today. You look like you feel awful, and I know you do. You’ve been up since 2:00 this morning, and I know you’re exhausted. We’ll be back by dinner, okay?” Jin carded his fingers through the younger’s sweaty blonde hair.

Namjoon was about to protest when his chest broke into hacking, heaving coughs. His ribs hurt from coughing so much and his throat felt like it had been run up and down a cheese grater. Tears came to his eyes as he finished his coughing fit.

“Take it easy Joon-bug. Sip on this for me. It’s got honey in it. It’ll help ease the pain a little. And hopefully it’ll open you up too.” Jin lifted the mug to Namjoon’s hands and helped him lift it to his lips. Jin couldn’t help it, he had a soft spot for all the members, but it was really bad when Namjoon didn’t feel well. It seemed that Namjoon was all he could think about on those occasions. Perhaps since they were paired together so often in games and such. They’d just gotten really close as oldest and leader of the group.

Namjoon gratefully accepted the beverage, and sipped it down. He was visibly relieved by the warmth and smoothness of the liquid. It nearly made him forget that he had to let the group be on their own today.

Aaaaaand that’s when he remembered.

“Jin, what if they don’t have a transblator? Or like, what if Judkook can’t find his shirt again? Or what if...” Jin cut Namjoon’s worries off short.

“I’ll take care of it okay? You just rest today. And if I come home and find you doing anything but resting, I won’t be very happy.” Jin gave him a gentle look, telling the leader that he was just doing what was best for Namjoon’s health.

Namjoon wanted to debate, but he just couldn’t. He wasn’t feeling strong enough. He nodded, and they went through the rest of breakfast pretty smoothly.

An hour passed, and Namjoon was currently being tucked in by Jin.

“Okay, I put a bottle of water on your table. There are two extra blankets in that chair over there. I have cough drops over here beside the water, but if you end up needing more, they’re in the top shelf of the bathroom cabinet. I know you didn’t want to take medicine, but I left it here anyways. Send me your temperature every hour, unless you fall asleep. If you fall asleep, then take it ten minutes after you wake up. We’ll be back by 4:30 p.m. If you need me, call me. I’ll have my phone on while we’re there except when we’re shooting. Other than that, I’ll most likely pick up on the first ring. Oh and-“

“Jin?” Namjoon interrupted him.

“Yeah?” Jin realized he might have been rambling.

“Thanks.”

Jin smiled. “No problem. Just rest okay? No doing stupid things. Don’t try and do housework, don’t work on songs, don’t make calls unless absolutely necessary... or well you know, unless they’re to me.” Jin’s eyes softened. “Feel better Joon-bug.”

Namjoon nodded, and rested his head on the pillow as Jin closed the door.

He heard the other boys close the front door, and suddenly, he was alone in the house.

He felt lonely almost instantly. Turning on the tv was supposed to help, but it didn’t. After one episode of “Housewives of America,” he turned it off and tried to sleep.

He woke up slowly, and turned to face his alarm clock.

“Please be 4:30, please be 4:30...”

The clock read 10:48 a.m. They’d been gone for 46 minutes. Namjoon whined loudly to himself.

He tried to go back to sleep, but it was no use. His nose kept running and his throat hurt badly. He finally just decided to get up and get something to eat.

That task proved to be harder than he originally thought it would be. The moment his feet hit the floor, chills ran cold up and down his spine.

“Aish,” he wrapped his shaking arms around his body. Luckily, he remembered Jin’s statement about the extra blankets, and he was able to turn one of them into a nice cape for him to wear around the house. With that, he trudged to the kitchen and opened the pantry door.

“I deed food.” He sniffled as he eyed the contents of the small room.

Namjoon finally decided on a pack of blueberry muffins, and...

He glanced back at the coffee machine, recalling Jin’s strict warning about the coffee being bad for his stomach. But... Jin wasn’t here soooo....

Namjoon did a sneaky little dance of shuffling over to the machine with a mischievous smirk on his face. When he got there, he took the filter out and there was a small post-it note inside.

“Morning Joonie. I hope you’re feeling some better by the time you read this. I figured you’d come for coffee after I left, so I took all the coffee with me. There’s some tea in the refrigerator that you can warm up for your throat. Remember to rest up, and I’ll see you when we get back.

Ps. If I get home and find out you bought coffee and had it delivered, I will remove our address from every coffee shop record between now and last October. Remember to send your temperature every hour. *hugs*

-Jin”

As much as Namjoon knew that Jin was doing this in his best interest, he really wanted that coffee.

Within the next thirty minutes, he was on the couch with a coffee in hand (thankfully, they delivered). He sipped the beverage happily and took a few nibbles of the muffins he’d gotten from the pantry earlier.

The hot coffee felt great on his throat, and actually helped the muffins to go down easier.

When he’d eaten enough, he checked his phone just to see if he’d gotten any new notifications.

And that’s what he’d forgotten.

11:06 Jin: “how’s that temp bud?”

Okay now he was in trouble. Jin wanted his temperature, but if he gave it to him, his mouth would be wayyy hotter than normal because of the coffee... Then, he had an idea.

11:09 Namjoon: “I’m 99.3. I don’t feel like I’ve got a fever so I think it’s just a little cold.”

Thankfully, he’d remembered that you could take your temperature under your arms too. He meant to wait and see what Jin would say back to him, but he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror, and decided to take a shower.

Fifteen minutes later, he came out of the shower feeling a lot better. Jin had texted back saying “good, make sure to stay hydrated and rest.”

He smiled at how caring his hyung was, and then turned his phone down. He thought it was best to go ahead and take a nap while he could still breathe. Maybe his symptoms would even be gone by the time he woke up!

Well, as hopeful as he’d been, he was wrong.

Namjoon woke up at 12:45, with his throat hurting more than ever. His nose was so stuffed, he had to breathe through his mouth, which felt like glass scraping his throat brutally.

On top of that, he had started feeling bitterly cold. A couple minutes passed and he took his temperature.

“101.4” Could be worse but could be better. The only problem was, Namjoon had a tendency to get really emotional when he had a fever higher than 100. This was no exception.

Namjoon’s eyes flooded with tears. He wanted the other members here... he wanted Jin here. But they couldn’t be... they had to work. He desperately wanted them home, but he knew they’d have to finish before they could come back. So, he decided to text them.

12:56 Namjoon: “I’m at 101.4.”

12:56 Jin: “Okay. Are you feeling worse? Or just the fever?”

12:58 Namjoon: “I feel bad Jin... my throat hurts, and my nose is stuffy and I can’t breathe. And my stomach hurts.”

As soon as Namjoon hit send, he regretted it. His stomach was starting to hurt because of that coffee from earlier, but Jin would be furious if he figured that out.

Before Namjoon had the chance to defend himself, Jin had texted back.

1:02 Jin: “That’s what I thought. We’ll be home in a few hours okay Joon-bug? Just lie down and drink water or tea until I get there. There are some fever reducers in the cabinet. Only take one, and then in thirty minutes it should start working.”

1:04 Namjoon: “You’re not mad at me?”

1:05 Jin: “Namjoon, you’re sick. I’m not going to fuss at you even though I probably should. I’m not entirely heartless you know.”

Namjoon wiped a hot tear from his cheek. More than anything in the world, he wanted Jin to coddle him.

1:08 Namjoon: “Please hurry home. I need you.”

Namjoon set his phone down and cried a bit into his crab plushie. He would take fever reducer, but it hurt to move. His muscles ached and his skin was so sensitive that even his pajamas seemed to prick him.

His soft cries tightened in his throat. He was in so much pain. Only one thought crossed his mind:

“Please come home Jin. I don’t want to feel this way alone...”

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Jin put his phone back in his pocket. His chest was tight with sympathy. There was nothing he wanted more than to hold Namjoon close and tell him it would be okay.

But for now, he had to push that aside. He had problems that were a bit more pressing...

“Jin Hyung! Have you seen my pants? I can’t find my pants.” Jungkook yelled from the other side of the guest room.

“Jin, my snack bag is gone and Hobi is gonna explode if he doesn’t get a sprite in the next 12 seconds.” Yoongi was scrambling around the room.

“Hyung, have you seen my other earring?” Jimin looked totally lost and Taehyung was trying to help.

“Aish. I’m coming just hang on.” Jin then set off to solve all the problems that had been named off. The interview was in 20 minutes and everything that had been mentioned was nearly life or death.

ESPECIALLY Jungkook’s. He really needed to find pants before he just decided to go on without them. Because, he definitely would if given the choice.

——-

Namjoon had managed to fall asleep.

Jin had rushed through everything as fast as he could, and had quickly thanked the interviewer and called for the bus early.

4:00 Jin: “I’m on my way Joon-bug. Hang in there for me.”

When Namjoon actually fully woke up, he felt a hand on his back. It hurt against his skin, but he hoped that it meant Jin was back. He turned over, and sure enough, it was.

“Grande? You had to get a grande coffee? You’re gonna take out that stomach of yours.” Jin was smiling, which told Namjoon that he wasn’t really upset with him.

“I really wadted it Jin. Like, really really.” He sniffled. His nose was back to running.

“Yeah yeah I’m aware.” Jin popped out a fever reducer pill and grabbed a bottle of water.

“Now take this for me. I’d check your temperature again but just feeling your forehead earlier told me enough.”

Namjoon did still feel chilled, even under three blankets. His throat was sore, and speaking was hard.

Luckily for Jin, this meant he couldn’t protest taking his medicine.

“Alright, open up for me.” Jin placed the tablet on the younger’s tongue and then lifted the bottle of water to his lips. When he’d taken it, he eased Namjoon back down onto the pillow.

“How’s your throat feeling?” Jin asked, taking the leader’s hand in his own.

Namjoon didn’t want to speak so he just shook his head sadly.

“Alright bug. Just wait here, and I’ll go warm up some tea. I’ll probably put a little something in it for your stomach too since I can literally hear it bubbling from the coffee still.” Jin patted Namjoon’s hand and then got up from the bed. He closed the door and started to walk up the hallway.

Namjoon just smiled. Since Jin was home, he knew he’d be better in no time.

#rpf #bts sickfic #snz fic #Jin caretaker #Namjoon sickie #lots of sweetness and fluff #Day 1 Fic #Food TW

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slytherinbangchan · 5 years

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Badboy! Changbin pt2 (Gang!Au)

>>Gang!Au! Masterlist<< (Every member’s storyline is linked somehow to the others so go check)

Blog’s Masterlist

Warnings: Smut. Strong language I guess.

Note: Seriously go read the others first you’ll be lost otherwise. (If not at least Changbin’s part one)

Pairing: Changbin x reader.

-'Ah, seriously y/n it's fucking freezing'. Jisung says as you dive into the water as he stands next to you.

-'It's not'. You chuckle combing your now wet hair back. 'Come here'. You say opening your arms for him.

-He seems relunctant to get the rest of his body wet but comes closer anyway.

-'So whiny'. You say before kissing him.

-'Shut up, I'm not'. He says still close to your lips. His voice so husky.

-He hisses as your wet cold body comes closer to his.

-Only the moon is there with you two.

-The waves softly pushing you as you kiss him again.

-Your hand is travelling down to his crotch when you hear something coming from the shore.

-You turn your head to try and see something but it's dark.

-'What is it?' He asks.

-You shush him. 'I heard something'.

-You both watch quietly and then you see some shadows walking at some distance.

-'Let's grab our stuff'. He says and you both run to the shore and hide behind a beach hut as you put your clothes back on.

-'Do you see them?' You ask.

-'No. Maybe we should get back to the house'.

-'Do you really think they're dangerous?'

-'I don't know'. He sighs. 'We should have brought our phones'.

-'Just let's go back to the house it's literally right there'. You point at it.

-He bites his lower lip nervously. 'Why don't you go back? And let the guys know. I'll stay watching'.

-'I'm not leaving you here alone you fucking idiot'.

-'What? Why would you talk to me like that?'.

-'Omg. 'Cause I'm so tired of staying 'out of it' and just waiting for you two to come back safe'.

-He sighs. 'Nothing is going to happen to me I'm just watching'.

-'Well then why can't I stay here and you go find the others?'

-'Guys I was looking for you'. Woojin says making your heart jump a little.

-'Omg, you almost gave me a heart attack'. Jisung says.

-'Sorry' Woojin says. 'We're gathering at the house, let's go'.

-But now you can hear the voices of the 'shadows' closer.

-'What are you doing here?' That's Minho's voice.

-You turn around to see him and Hyunjin standing behind you.

-'Weren't we meeting at the house?' Jisung asks.

-'Hm, they're already so close. I'm texting Bangchan'. Woojin says.

-Suddenly you hear some laughs.

-Minho scoffs as he sees a bunch of guys getting into the water. 'They're just kids'. He says. 'That one is on my girlfriend's class'.

-'Are you sure?'. Hyunjin asks. 'How can you tell? It's so fucking dark'.

-'It's not that dark'. He says. 'I'll go talk to them if you don't believe me'.

-'Nah, I believe you'.

-'I'm talking to them anyway they shouldn't stick around just in case'. Minho says walking towards them.

-You all just follow him.

-'Hey, idiots. What are you doing here?' He asks.

-You watch how the guys gather in a same spot as Minho speaks to them.

-They look nervous except for one of the tallest ones.

-You also can hear them whispering Minho's and some of the other's names.

-'So?' Minho asks again.

-'So what? This is a public place'. The tall one says. 'Do I really have to tell you why we are here? Are you going to bully me and my friends if I don’t?'.

-You sigh knowing what's coming. Minho is nice when he's being nice but he can be an asshole too.

-Minho scoffs as he pushes him harshly. 'This kid... What was your name again? Taemin?'

-'Jaemin'. He says, pushing him back. 'And don't fucking touch me'.

-'Omg, Jaemin. Stop'. Two of his friends try to calm him down. 'Are you crazy? Don't you know who they are?' They whisper to him.

-Minho scoffs again as he sees how scared the others are. 'Anyway, go swin to another place. We're spending our weekend here'. He says then he turns around.

-Jaemin's friends nod but he's mad. 'Fucking asshole'. He says under his breath as you all walk away.

-Minho smirks and turns around. 'What did you just said?' He ask walking towards him and grabbing him by the neck of his shirt.

-You look at Jaemin's friends faces. They all seem like kids and are clearly scared.

-'Minho, let him go'. You ask him. 'They're just kids. I'm sure they'll go away now'. But he doesn't listen. 'Jisung'. You talk to your boyfriend and he sighs.

-'She's right. Let them go. I think the others got it, that's enough'. He says.

-Minho sighs and throws Jaemin to the ground after hesitating for a few seconds then walks away.

-One of the guys looks at you. 'Thanks...' He says.

-'Go swin away from here, ok?' You say as nicely as you can and they nod. Jaemin's still pissed.

-You go back to the house with the guys.

-You understand why Minho did that.

-He doesn't want them to be around if the rival gang appears for real.

-But he could had just asked them to leave.

-Guess that wasn't an option in Minho's head.

-He didn't started the conversation that bad actually but that Jaemin guy wasn't having any of it.

-You're annoyed when you get there and sit with Changbin.

-He chuckles. 'What? What happened?' He asks.

-'We were having so much fun at the beach'. You tell him.

-Jisung sits next to you as he leaves a cup on the table. 'Those kids really had a bad timing'. He says.

-Changbin laughs. 'That's karma for letting me here alone as you go fuck in the sea'.

-You chuckle. 'Yeah? I was spending the night with you afterwards but now I'm not so sure'.

-'Whaat? C'mon I was so bored here and they didn't even let me go see what was happening'. He whines.

-Jisung is trying so hard not to laugh at Changbin right now.

-'I don't know Binnie, you just laughed at my missfortune'. You say. 'Maybe I should stay with Jisung tonight...'

-'No wayyy. y/n are you serious?'. More whines. 'I can't believe this. You're mean. Leaving me alone so you can sleep with the stupid hamster'.

-'What did you just call me?' Jisung asks but he's laughing. 'I'm just too handsome to resist. It's not her fault she wants to spend more time with me'.

-You look at both of them raising an eyebrow at their words. 'I'm sleeping alone'.

-'No!' They say at the same time.

-You chuckle. 'Ok, ok'.

-You end up sleeping with Changbin as planned.

-His whiny voice calling your name as you read a book in bed instead of taking care of him.

-He's pulling from your arm so you would look at him.

-'What is it?' You ask.

-'Come here with me'.

-You sigh and leave the book on the nightstand. Then get under the covers with him.

-He kisses you sweetely.

-Your bodies so close.

-You can feel him getting hard.

-'Baby...' He says, and you know what he wants.

-You smile. 'I know but I don't wanna hurt you'.

-'The doctor said is fine'. He says.

-You chuckle. 'Yeah I heard from Minho but I don't know about that'.

-'Please baby it's been weeks. I miss your pussy so much'. He whines.

-'Ah, stoop'. You kinda blush. 'We can't. Just wait a couple more days'.

-He whines again. 'No, please baby. It hurts. At least let me be inside you for a while. I won't move'.

-You hesitate for a moment but give in. After all you miss him like crazy too.

-And he's so hard.

-It must really hurt.

-You sit astride him carefully and let him slide inside you.

-He throws his head back as he feels the sweet pressure your walls put around his cock.

-You kiss his neck and then his lips.

-With every little movement you make he has to take a breath to control himself.

-You chuckle at his reactions and he pouts.

-'What? You're too cute I can't help it'. You say.

-Then you move again intentionally.

-His nails sinking on your thigh's skin. 'y/n...' He could have cum with just that. That's how sensitive he is after weeks not being able to fuck you.

-Your hands holding his beautiful face as you kiss him. 'I changed my mind'. You say. Your forehead against his. 'I'll help you cum, ok?'

-He nods and you kiss him again. Then start riding him as carefully as you can but that's more than enough for him right now.

-He bites his lips as you take off your shirt.

-His hands on your tits squeezing them over your bra.

-He can't hold it much longer.

-A whine as he fills you up with his cum.

-You kiss him and he helps you finish with his hands.

-Next day you spend it with him and Jisung at the same time but you sleep with Jisung that night.

-Then before you can even notice you're back on your part time job at a gaming center missing your boyfriends.

-'Ah... Excuse me my computer is not working...' One of the clients tells you.

-'Oh, sorry. Let me check'. You say following him. 'Ah yeah, this one is having some problems lately with that game, I think it'll be better if you change to this one'. You say showing him the way.

-'Thanks'. He says. He seems shy.

-You smile at him and go back to the counter.

-You notice him staring at you from time to time.

-But you don't pay too much attention to it.

-He seems really shy which is cute cause he's so freakin tall.

-Anyway probably he just wants something but don't know how to ask for it.

-A couple days go by and this guy keeps doing the same till you walk towards him and talk to him.

-'Is it something wrong?' You ask. 'You look like you need something. Maybe the headset is not working properly?'

-He blushes and looks to the floor. 'Ah... No... Your phone...'

-'What?' You tilt your head.

-'Ah... Your phone's case is from League of Legends... Do you... Play?'

-'Oh, yeah'. You chuckle. 'That's why you were looking at me?'

-He nods. 'Most of my friends stopped playing it for other games so...'

-'Ah, is that so...'

-He nods again. 'Would you play with me sometime? It makes me anxious going alone'.

-You chuckle again. 'Yeah, sure. Here is my summoner's name'. You say as you write it down on a paper.

-He blushes even more. 'Can I have your... Number too?

-'My number?'

-'Yeah so I can let you know when I'm playing'.

-'Oh... Ok I guess. I don't know my number tho. Give me yours, I'm gonna text you and you save it'.

-He nods and gives you his number.

-'Ah, what's your name?' You ask.

-'It's Jisung'. You laugh as you hear his name and he tilts his head. 'W-what?'

-'It's nothing'.

-Back to your place you take a shower and wait for Changbin.

-Your phone buzzes as you're blow-drying your hair on the couch.

-'I'm going to the rift. Do you wanna play?😆😆😅'

-'I can't right now. Maybe tomorrow'.

-You hear your door and wait for Changbin to appear.

-'Hey'. He says. 'I'm sorry I'm late'. He leans over to kiss you and sits besides you.

-'It's okay. You're staying tonight right? I had so many nightmares last night'. You pout.

-He can't help a smile. 'You need me to protect you?'.

-'Hm, I could adopt a dog to keep me company too'.

-'Fuck you'. He says as he chuckles.

-'Well are you staying or not?' You whine.

-'Of course I'm staying you idiot'.

-'Nice'. You peck his nose and stand up. 'I'm getting dressed so we go grab something to eat'.

-He watches you as you change your clothes.

-'Perv'. You say.

-'I'm your boyfriend'. He chuckles and you smile to yourself.

-Your phone buzzes.

-'Ah, Jisung is texting you'.

-'Is he? I thought he was busy today'.

-'Yeah he is...' Changbin says as he looks at the notification banners on your phone. 'Oh, gross. He's talking about playing at something. Can't you guys just fuck normally?'

-'What?' You laugh as you put on some liptint. 'I'm ready, we can leave now'.

-He stands up handing you your phone as you walk towards the door. 'Here, text that idiot back'. He pecks your cheek.

-You put the phone in your bag directly. 'I'll text him later, let's go already'.

-He pats your butt as you walk out your apartment.

-'Where should we go?' He asks.

-'Hm, I feel like a burger or something like that'.

-'Nice. We can go check the music store later'.

-'Ok!'. You happily say.

-Dinner goes by nicely but you feel like you're gonna explode at the end.

-You feel better as you walk a little to the music store.

-'Omg, they have the new ver2 lightstick'. You say before entering the store.

-'Not another lightstick, you have like 20'. He says kinda chuckling.

-'But they're so pretty'. You say as you grab one. 'I'm buying it'. You look in your bag for your wallet. 'Here, hold my phone I can't see anything'.

-'Ah, it's buzzing again'. He says.

-'Who is it?'

-'It just says ‘squirrel emoji guy’'. He looks confused at the screen. 'y/n is this Jisung?'

-'Of course, who else?’ You giggle. ‘Answer it please and ask him what he wants'.

-He does as you say and answers the phone. 'Hey. Yeah. Nah we're at the music store and she's buying something'. He smirks naughtily. 'Yeah, another lightstick'. He chuckles as you punch him lightly on his shoulder.

-'You two idiots stop laughing at me'.

-They're always joking about you owning a lamp store cause all your lightsticks.

-'Jisung says he misses you'. He chuckles. God knows what he actually said.

-You laugh too. 'Fuck you both. And you're paying for this lightstick now'.

-'y/n I don't know if I should support your addiction with my money'. Changbin says.

-'Give me that phone'. You say, then you hand him the lightstick and push him to the register as you speak to Jisung. 'Sungie, what did you call for?' You cutely ask.

-'Huh? Why so cute? Aren’t you mad?' He chuckles. 'Anyway I just wanted to check. We're still meeting on Thursday, right?'

-'Yeah'.

-'Ok, see you then and text me later. I'm here all alone with Woojin and I miss you so much'.

-'Ok baby, I will but stop laughing at me with Binnie'.

-'Yeah~' He giggles.

-When you hang up Changbin is waiting for you with a bag on his hand. 'Your lightstick'. He says. 'They gave me a poster too'.

-'Thank you baby'. You say hugging him.

-He smiles as he hugs you back.

-Back at home Changbin sits as you go find some wine.

-Your phone buzzes again in the living room.

-'y/n who's Jisung?'

-You chuckle. 'You've known him longer than I have'.

-'No. I mean this guy who's been texting you. It just says 'Jisung' on his name'.

-'Oh!'. You appear with two cups of wine in your hands. 'That's just a guy from work'. You say handling him one of the cups.

-'Ah he works with you?'

-'No, no. He's just a client'.

-Changbin tilts his head as he looks at you. 'Why does he have your number then?'

-'He asked me to play LoL with him'.

-'And he needed your number for that?'

-'Yeah, I guess. He said it was to let me know when he's playing'.

-'So innocent y/n'.

-'What?? You really think he wants something else? He seemed so shy'.

-'Hm... He's texted you so much though...'

-'Let me check. Is probably just gaming stuff'. You say as you take your phone. 'Ah see? He's just asking about builds etc...'

-'Hm... Kay..'

-You raise a brow at him. 'Are you jealous?'

-'What? No, I'm just saying...' He bites his lower lip not to say something rude. 'Anyway he looks young on his pic'.

-'Yeah, he probably is. Don't think too much about it he just wanted someone to play online'.

-'If he makes you feel uncomfortable you tell me'. He says.

-'Well I could tell him myself to fuck off but thanks for being there too'. You chuckle then peck his cheek.

-Next day at work everything goes as always and you're almost falling asleep in your chair till Jisung asks for help with his computer again.

-'Is it not working again?' You ask. 'That's weird. Maybe you have bad luck with computers'. You say as you lean over his shoulder to move the mouse and check what's wrong.

-He slightly looks at his side to find your boobs right next to his face.

-He looks at them for a moment and then looks away flustered.

-You don't notice any of that.

-What you do notice is the sound one of the screens make as they crush against the floor.

-You both look up startled.

-Changbin is standing next to the broken monitor.

-People there are so confused about what just happened.

-He looks at Jisung in the eyes as he takes his wallet out.

-Then your manager comes and before she starts talking Changbin gives her a bunch of money. 'Go away'. He says taking his eyes from Jisung for a second to look at her and she dissapears without saying a word after taking the money.

-He fixes his eyes in Jisung’s again and you walk towards him.

-'Changbin...' Your hands on his arms so he'll look at you instead.

-'I'll pick you up later'. He says.

-'Ok'. You say. Obviously you sound worried.

-He walks away and the rest of the people there can breath again.

-You apologize and after some minutes is like nothing happened.

-Jisung walks out with you as you end your shift.

-'I'm sorry about earlier'. He says.

-'What do you mean?'

-He blushes. 'I'm sorry. I looked at your boobs for a second cause I turned my head and they were there and...'

-You lightly blush. 'Ah, you did?' He nods still red as a freakin tomato. 'Well you didn't do it on purpose'.

-'I...should have looked away faster'. He says making you laugh.

-'You know what you should do? Go away before my now apparently jealous boyfriend comes back'.

-'I'm waiting for some friends though'. He says.

-'Oh, ok then. We can't do anything about that'. You chuckle.

-Your smile fades away as you see Jaemin and the other kids turning around the corner.

-Jisung looks at you nervously. 'Ah... I wanted to tell you. I was one of the guys on the beach the other night. I thanked you before going away... But it was so dark I understand if you don't remember'.

-You don't know what to say.

-'Ah... I've been meaning to tell you I swear'.

-'Why did you ask for my phone number?' You ask directly. 'Some kind of revenge or something?'

-'What? Ah... I thought you were nice that night so I wanted to get to know you better'.

-'So you lied to me. You said it was only to let me know when you were playing'.

-'Well I did want to play LoL with you. But I kinda fell for you a little too that night. And when I came here some days after and it turned out you worked here. I thought it was too much of a coincidence'.

-You let out a frustrated sigh. 'I really think you should grab your friends and go before Changbin is back'.

-'y/n...'

-Speaking of his friends, as they get there they look at you kinda confused cause they can't exactly remember where they saw you before but they know they did.

-'Jisung, are we watching that movie or what?' Jaemin asks.

-'Yeah... I guess so'. He says as he looks at you with a sad expression one last time before turning around.

-'Ah, Jisung'. You call him. 'Delete my number. I can't stand liars'.

-'I didn't mean to lie'. He says, pouting a bit.

-'You heard her'. Changbin says appearing out of nowhere.

-Jisung looks at the floor and walks away with his friends.

-You sigh. 'You heard?' You ask Changbin and he nods.

-'I was waiting for you long before you ended your shift'.

-'We're not telling Hannie about this, right?' You say as you start walking home.

-'Of course not, Jisung would kill that guy'.

-'You say that as if you were super chill about it earlier'.

-'I was just sending a message'.

-'It didn't work Changbin. He confessed anyway'. You chuckle.

-'Right... Maybe we should tell Jisung after all'.

Part3 (soon)

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yamithediaperdork · 4 years

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Little beast (New beast boy graphic novel verse)

Garfield Logan groaned as he woke up. it was a stupid bright sunny morning, which was a OK thing on the weekend, but it just rammed in the fact for the teen that he was going to be wasting anther day at high school while the world was clearly telling me to come out and enjoy it. Still, there's wasn't anything the shorty could do about it so trying to shake off the grumpiness he sat up in his bed and rubbed the sleepiness out of them before hauling himself up and hanging onto the edges of the crib bars that surrounded his 'bed'. Like most boys his age Logan had stopped wearing PJ's to bed and instead wore just a white t-top and his undies. However unlike most boys in his age group his underwear of choice wasn't boxers or briefs, it was a thick bulky diaper with a nursery print on it, that pushed his legs apart and drooped badly as he yawned and looked over to the baby monitor. "I'm awake, and I need a change." He called out, running a hand though his hair and hoping that it would be Tank who came and got him, not Mike.

Ever since that day he'd gone and eaten that super hot pepper, Gar who had been aiming for the nick name of Beast boy, had ended up crapping his pants and just couldn't seem to stop. he had the nick name of Beast baby now, though if his classmates only knew how true that was they'd of been shocked (or laughing their butts off) As far as anyone at school knew Gar was back out of diapers after a week of being a smelly little guy, but in truth not only was he still into the 24/7, his Boyfriend had decided to go all out and make him a big baby. That meant thick massive diapers at home, cribs and playpen, and of course lots and lots of baby bottles. Gar hadn't been thrilled about it at first but since it was pointed out the apartment him and Tank shared was in tank's name and tanks parents were paying for it, his only choice was to do as 'daddy' said, or move back home. Still that hadn't made the next step in their relationship any easier, with tank deciding that since beast boy was just his widdle guy, he couldn't get/take the savage poundings tank used to give his little boy toys back door anymore and had gone and hooked up with one of Gar's old bullies Mike. To say Mike found Gar's permanent babyhood amusing was a understatement, though Gar tried his best to make sure most of his smelly diaper changes were handled by his new 'daddy' as revenge, something Mike hated to do.

Cuddling in their sleep in the master bedroom down the hall, Mike and Tank groaned as Gar's voice came over the baby monitor. gar might of been hella cute and adorable, and most of the time Tank loved looking after his little guy, but that didn't make changing a shitty diaper before your first cup of coffee in the morning any easier. "It's your turn." Both of the bigger and stronger boys said in unison, and then both laughed. "No way. I changed him before bed last night after you had the brilliant idea to make tacos for supper." Mike said, rolling over and looking tank in the eyes. "and I handled changing his diaper in the middle of the night when he almost had a blow out. so it's YOUR turn." Tank said and broke into a big grin. "..Your the one that made him a big baby! so clearly-" "Mike?" "yeah?" "If you ever want anymore of my amazing dick, go and change the baby. and remind him it's a staff holiday today." Tank said and rolled over, smirking as mike pouty. "..Your fucking lucky your dick is amazing." Mike finally grumbled, sliding out of bed in only his boxers. "mmmmhmm.. and if gar wants to say up, you can keep a eye on him." Tank called. "...you better be fucking me stupid later." Mike huffed and stormed out of the room. "heh..like that was ever in doubt."

Mike tried to prepare himself mentally as he walked to the nursery. gar was pretty cute most of the time and the power rush that came from making a 18 year old high school senior into a big baby really made the fact he was cucking gar even better but..well. there was just no two away around it, the big baby was freaking toxic.Mike who had done a internship at a dumpster for a class project, and well shared a locker room with a bunch of other sweaty smelly boys, still rated Gar's shitty diapers as hands down the worse thing he had ever smelled and briefly toyed with the idea of just going in long enough to turn off the baby monitor and come back to bed. then memories of the last time he'd let gar get a diaper rash came back and Mike subconsciously rubbed his butt. the little brat had even gotten to watch while tank gave him the spanking of a life time and put Mike on time out in the corner, though thankfully gar's idea of diapering Mike too had gone unheeded. Not wanting to push his luck and end up sharing a crib with gar, Mike savored the clean air outside of the nursery then opened the door and started to walk in.

Gar pouted a little as stupid Mike came in, but then gave a impish grin as the bigger boys eyes started to water almost right away. "Oh my god!" Mike cried out, a hand covering his nose and Gar giggled in delight. "Pffft light weight, I smelled wayyy worse when daddy changed me." he teased and then since it was gonna be Mike changing him, he patted his butt a few times then waved a hand by it. this would make the smell worse, and send it towards him, while almost making clean up just that little bit harder on poor mike. Now, with most people who changed gar (well OK, it was Tank, mike, his parents and some one shot baby sitters) Garfield tried to be good as gold and not make the clean up take any longer then it needed. But when it came to Mike who was you know, fucking his boyfriend, gar had decided a stinky diaper torture tax was needed. "I swear to god, I'm gonna start putting a plug in your ass at night." Mike groaned, almost gagging then making his way over to the crib. "mmmhmmm. and then when I unleash a massive build up super poopie that you then have to change, that will be better how? Plusssss you heard daddy, I'm too sweet and pure for stuff stuck up mah butt!" Gar giggled. "Sweet and pure my ASS!" Mike groaned. getting the side of the crib down, Mike waited for beast boy to get down on his own, something he would of normally done buttt since he was feeling a little bratty today he held his arms out instead for uppies. "what are you..oh of course." mike groaned, picking gar up under his arm pits and holding him out from his as much as he could and wincing. "Hehehehe Come on 'daddy'..we hafa hurry this up so we can get to school." the 18 year old giggled. "Ugh.. it's a staff day doofus, remember? Let's just get this over with so i can put you back to bed." "oh yeah! I forgot about that...Awesome possum! that means we can go out to the park and play!" Gar said getting excited and stuck his touge out as mike plopped him on his squishy rear onto the changing table. "And two things: I don't wanna go back to bed, I wanna go and play...and you know you just made this diaper change even harder on yourself right?" Gar asked and giggled. "...Damn it!"

With the dirty deed done, Mike triple diapered Gar in a attempt to make the little diaper dork wanna stay inside for at least awhile as he didn't have the energy to get him ready for the park. Gar of course wasn't to happy but Tank had made it clear to him that his opinion how how thick or how many of his diapers he had put on him didn't matter unless he wanted to start wiping his own poopie butt. Since Gar wasn't the biggest fan in the world on his dirty diapers anyways aside from using them to torment Mike, he conceded the point but still found himself waddling like a toddler learning to walk as Mike lead the way to the breakfast table. (with gar being such a messy eater since babies didn't really get a fork or spoon and he had to use his hands, Tank and Mike had taken to putting him in just his diapers while he ate.) Getting Gar in his light green high chair (which they had made in wood shop as a joke, or so they'd told everyone) Mike went and got a bowl of cheerios for Gar with some apple slices for him to munch on, and a big baby bottle filled with a mix of baby formula and pablum in it to help keep the little guy full. unsurprisingly, Gar who tended to get bored during breakfast since tank had a no TV at the table rule ended up making a bit of a mess when he tried to see if he could make applesauce by crushing the apple apples in his hands. "you know, for someone who says he could be a big boy.." mike teased while using a wash cloth on Gar's hands, face and chest. "I'm high maintenance and demand to be amused!" Gar giggled and blew a raspberry. "You know, when you don't smell like shit you're a cutie." Mike chuckled. "witch please, I'm ALWAYS cute!" the smaller boy said knowing while Mike didn't care of he swore or not, one never knew when tank would just pop up and then gar would be blowing soap bubble for a hour.

After getting gar cleaned up and a quick diaper check (Gar of course knew when he went, most of the time, but had been told not to say anything unless he started to get itchy so Mike and Tank could be like proper daddies and give him bum checks) Mike tugged on a green with purple trim on the sleeves, bottom and neck barney t-shirt on Gar and then added a pair of striped green and purple socks before taking him to the living room, and mostly picked that outfit because he knew how over barney Gar was. "Gahhh, How many times do I have to tell you and tank? Paw patrol is where it's at these days! it's like you trying to make me a laughing stock on the play ground!" Gar huffed. "..right because the fact you in diapers and the like means your Mr. cool." Mike said deadpan. "Well..uh..with the little kids i hang out with..they think I'm super cool and stuff so.." gar said, blushing badly and squirming. "or they did till they told me how lame barney is!" "mmmhmm..well when you outgrow all of your barney stuff or come up with the money to cover replacing all of it. then you can choose. it's not me o r Mike's fault you begged and whined for a barney themed birthday party and got all this stuff." "..Your such a butt hole sometimes!" Gar huffed and stomped away as best he could in his massive diapers, turning on the tv and putting it on the preschool channel. "and how will I ever recover from such a savage verbal beat down." Mike chuckled softly, grabbing his tablet and plopping on the couch, bringing up YouTube. "Move back from the TV some diaper boy, or your gonna need coke bottle glasses." Gar turned around and blew a raspberry at Mike, but as he did a muffled fart came out of his bottom and he blushed badly again. "heh, awww, in stereo!" Mike teased.

Tank only slept in for anther hour or so, and when he walked out, dressed he shook his head a little and smirked as Mike had apparently gone back to sleep on the couch. Gar and Mike, who he knew didn't exactly always get along, must of had a anther semi little fight because as tank looked on, semi hidden by a corner and with gar more giggling and smirking, the little guy had gone over and had his diaper butt a inch at most away from Mike's face and was staining to fart or mess himself. "hehehehe I'll show you who's cool!" Gar said softly, a impish grin on his face when he wasn't staining. "Garfield Mark Logan, would you like to explain what your doing?" Tank asked, his voice loud enough to make Gar jump and while not intended, wake up Mike who went to sit up. and went face first into gar's diaper butt, knocking the big baby off balance and sending Mike back onto the couch, and gar who was struggling to keep from falling fell backward, butt on Mike's face as he let out a muffled but loud fear poot "D-Daddy! I uh..er.." gar stammered and gulped. "-sigh- Sweetie get off of mike's face and come over here, i think we need to have anther little talk about manners."

one shower for mike later (and several tooth brushing as he claimed he could still taste gar's funk in his mouth) Mike came out to find Gar sitting in his high chair, and writing out lines on a piece of paper with a crayon. "heh, soo actually punishing him for a change i see." Mike said, smirking. "Actually from what i understand, you were a bit of a butt yourself this morning." Tank said. "...I changed his shitty diaper and got him semi dressed!" "and teased him about the barney stuff when I know he had paw patrol stuff clean. admit it, you were trying to rile him up." Tank said, arms folded. "Noooo I uh just..well see.." mike huffed and suddenly got a little worried for the safety of his buns. Leading Mike over, with Mike now in a pair of jeans and a beater, he was sat down at the table too, and gar looked up and giggled, then went back to work. Looking over Mike saw that gar was writing out 'I will not try and fart on peoples faces' then noticed there was a pencil and a sheet of paper for him too. "..you gotta be joking." "Spanking you two isn't getting us anywhere, so i figured I'd try lines. but if you rather go over my knee.." Tank said, trailing off and smiling. "Soooo what am i writing?" "I will stop being a bully unless I wanna end up in diapers. 100 times." Tank said and gar giggled lots. "..How many lines does he have to do!" Mike huffed, but started to write. "20! and I'm done daddy! see!" Gar said, and held up his paper. "Oh that's bullsh-" Mike started and cut himself off as tank gave him a look. "..Dookie. bull dookie." he finished weakly. "gar's just a little boy, your suppose to be a daddy and should know better. " tank said, helping gar out of his high chair. "Now you better hurry up and finish that fast if you wanna come to the park with us. otherwise you can stay here and clean the apartment." Tank said, setting gar on his hip. "You know your totally playing favorites right now." Mike huffed, but wrote faster. "mmmhmm, just remember which one of you gets dick, and which one of you gets to hump a stuffie once a month and ask yourself if you wanna be in Gar's shoes right now." Tank said and winked as gar went from giggling and smirking to blushing and pouting.

in the end Mike ended up having to stay behind, as while he did manage to get all of his lines written by the time Gar was changed into just one diaper, a light black diaper shirt, and blue denim coveralls with a paw patrol logo on the front pocket, he'd misspelled some words and honestly tank was sure he'd just tried to scribble the last ten lines. as such with gar watching in clear delight Mike had been stripped, spanked on his buns 20 times which had left the jock on the verge of tears, and the best part, had been put in one of beast boy bulky over night diapers. "Now get your butt back to that chair, and i want 300 lines, nice and neat, spelled right, and then you can go for a nap." Tank said. "But..but..I'm a daddy!" Mike whimpered and whined.and stomped a foot not realizing how it made him look. "Not today! today yer my baby brother!" Gar giggled and chuckled. "be thankful I'm trusting you to stay home alone and not taking you to the park..because we don't have any pants in your size that would fit over your diaper." Tank said. "TANK! you wouldn't!" Mike yelped and squirmed lots. Interestingly Tank noticed that Mike was semi tenting his diaper. "I would and you know it. and don't get any silly ideas about using the potty. I locked the door. and I marked your diaper so I'll know if you remove it." Tank said. helping gar get his sneakers on the smaller boy made sure daddy wasn't looking and stuck his touge out at mike who returned the gesture, only for Tank to look up from doing up the laces. "what are you doing?" Tank asked. "I uh.." "he was sticking his touge out at you daddy! I wasn't gonna say anything cuz i know you hate tattle tales." Gar said quickly. "Tank, is that true?" "No! I uh.." Mike paused, he knew if he said gar started it there was no way tank would believe him. "I still have fart funk on my touge and trying to get it off." he finished lamely. "...heh. Ok. well in that case." Tank reached into gar's diaper bag, and tugged out a bottle of orange juice and handed it to Mike. "Drink up little guy. I expect that allll gone when i get back." "O-Oh but I uh..w-wouldn't dream of taking Gar's drink s-so I'll j-" Mike started but it was gar who cut him off. "no no no, i insist! it's my fault you got a icky taste in your mouth. I'm more then willing to share." The little imp said, grinning ear to ear. "aww! isn't that sweet? what do you say Mikey?" Tank asked, and again a look down confirmed that while Mike looked humiliated and ready to hit someone, he was fully tenting his diaper now. "...Thank you Garfield." "your welcome." "heh, I might have to keep you both in diapers more often, I think that's the nicest you've been to each other in awhile." Tank teased, opening the door. "oh and Mikey, one last thing while we're gone." "What?" the mortified and oddly horny boy asked. "Don't jerk off in your huggies or I WILL put you back in them for a month." Tank said, and then just smirked as Mikey started to jerk around in his seat. "guess I'm stopping off by the drug store on the way home." he said and left with gar, leaving poor mike to finish his hands free orgasm in his thick diaper.

As they walked down the hall towards the stairs, Garfield was oddly quiet and looked thoughtful. "penny for your thoughts little guy." Tank said, the diaper bag over one shoulder and getting gar set on his hip as they took the stairs. "Ummm.. if Mikey was my new daddy, and i was the baby, but now he's a baby, does that mean I'm back to being a big boy?" he asked. "heh, think about what we're going out and doing, and how your dressed." Tank said. "Now think about your question again and tell me what you think." "...ok fair enough." gar said and nodded, but still looked thoughtful. "now what's on your mind?" "Does this mean we have to go and find ANTHER new daddy? orrr do you think Mike will go back to being a big boy?" "well, considering how that bottle we gave him was your happy pee pee one, I was gonna make you get wood at the playground, and I'm gonna keep him in diapers for a month for every time he cums.. I'm gonna say chances are we need to go daddy shopping." Tank chuckled. "hehehehe my daddy is so evil! and i wuv it!" Gar coo'ed and nuzzled into tank.

sitting at the table, on the verge of tears, Mikey sucked on the joke cockfier he'd gotten Garfield a few weeks early. he'd taken a few big month fulls of the baby bottle after cumming his brains out, and was thinking about how stupid and mean it was tank was gonna make him be a dumb big baby. Just thinking about how horrible it was gonna be to have to wear and use diapers all the time, and how he was likely gonna be in a high chair too, it was just so humiliating to think about! but as he suckled on the paci, his cock was tenting his diapers again and he found himself looking over at Garfield's high chair more and more. 'don't do it, you know it locks from the back and you'll be STUCK in it!' he thought to himself, drool going down his chin. reaching down and massaging his cock though his slightly soggy from a load already pamper, common sense went bye bye. taking his ba-ba and a stack of papers and some crayons over with him so he could make his new daddy a bunch of pretty pictures, Mike took a seat and locked himself in, the click of the lock making him spurt again, hands free. 'I hope tank never let's me be a man again!' the poor ex daddy thought, and dehydrated, took anther mouthful of his extera large ba-ba.

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la-appel-du-vide · 4 years

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07•14•20 - Florida Day SEVEN slash BIRTHDAYYYYY 🎉 (it just now dawned on me that my birthday was the 7th day of our trip and that feels lucky)

So it finally came - my favorite day of the year!

I loved having both Beach and Mads there to celebrate with this year - in beautiful, sunny Key West. We counted down to midnight, and listened to chateau by blackbear - "....age 25 and I'm rich now!"

And then I got to do some birthday posts for Kena - which is my favorite thing.

After a very short amount of sleep (I was up wayyy too late), I was woken up with a confetti gun haha. Nothing better than colorful paper exploding on you like a gunshot when you're dead asleep! I got to open some presents - I got some disposable cameras from Beach (which I'm obsessed with for some reason - love some film photos!) and a pliable tripod from Mads - perfect for Tik Toks hahahaha. It has a phone attachment and it's super portable which will be perfect for traveling!

We had a fun day planned, but Beach was determined to get an early start so we could go buy a party hat for me to wear all day from Dollar Tree. So that's exactly what we did. It was maybe the first time we've ever been on-time for an excursion - so early, in fact, that we had time to stop at Starbucks for a morning treat!

The plan for the day was an all-day watersports adventure - because we would get to do all my favorite things. They said they were limiting the amount of people on the boat because of COVID, but it felt pretty packed to us haha. They asked us to wear masks when getting food throughout the day, but understood that it wasn't really plausible for us to have them on getting in and out of the water all the time. And yet, we still got yelled at for not wearing one by an asinine woman who is apparently morally superior, even though her husband didn't wear his. *eye roll* All I'm saying is, if you're THAT concerned, don't get on a boat with 40 people and then be rude about it!

We first drove out to the Great Florida Reef - the only living coral carrier reef in the continental U.S. for some snorkeling! This was so much better snorkeling than Miami Beach hahaha. There were huge, colorful fish everywhere! The water was perfect, and it was the greatest start to the day.

Then we drove back to shore, and had lunch - chicken, pasta salad, rolls... better than most foreign buffets we get on our excursions! When we reached our designated spot, we were separated into parasailing groups. We were in the first group to go out, and unfortunately, so was the previously mentioned asinine woman. When the guy helping out asked where we were from, and we said Utah, she did a big dramatic sigh and goes, "Oh, of COURSE they're from Utah." Let it be known that she also was not wearing a mask at this point, and that her rudeness was just extremely uncalled for wow.

The good news is we met an adorable lady from Louisiana who was so fun and kind. She'd been on vacation with her husband for a week, but he had to go back to work and she wanted to stay and play longer - so she did it solo. Awesome.

It was Maddie's first time parasailing, and it was so fun. They dipped us in the water, and it made me laugh to watch the video because my legs are just so much longer than theirs hahahaha. I love how quiet and peaceful it is in the air, and how far you can see!

There was a photographer on board who took photos of us while we were out there, and offered them to us for $60. We took him up on it, because Maddie really wanted them. (Spoiler alert: They're the worst photos I have ever seen hahahah we were SWINDLED.)

They took us back to our home base boat, where we could choose what to do from there. We started out with a ride on the wave runners! I was nervous because the last time we did wave runners on the ocean in Cabo, we couldn't SEE because the salt water flew into our eyes and hurt so bad we had to drive around with our eyes closed. But for some reason, we didn't have that problem this time! Maybe it was just less windy? But it was a complete and total blast. Warm weather, warm water... perfection. I love wave runners and vow to own one in 5 years or less.

Next we went for a ride on their hot dog shaped tube, being pulled by a wave runner. Beach had a very bad attitude about it because she loves crazy tubing and thought this would be lame, but I talked her into it anyway. Turns out, she was very wrong!! The guy (Captain Joe) tried to kill us! He was driving like a maniac. He said since it was my birthday I could choose if we went faster or slower, but I could hardly let go of the handles to signal to him! This is where we struggled with the salt water burning our eyes, and closing them only made the ride more terrifying because we couldn't see what was going on or anticipate the turns at all. He waited until we got back to the boat to tell us that we had ridden over a baby shark! How cool! Wild, wild time. But he didn't manage to knock anyone off. (;

Then we played on the water trampoline and water mats for a while. They're a lot of fun - especially trying to run on the water mat! I should invest. Then we went for another wave runner ride before the day was over. They had some kayaks, but we never got around to it.

We were roasty toasty from being in the sun for so long, but had so much fun.

We went back to the hotel to change and take photos, and I made dinner reservations at Benihana - which is similar to Teppanyaki! Mads hadn't ever been to a restaurant like that, so that was fun. We had a beautiful sunset to watch while we waited to be seated, and then a delicious dinner of more fried rice, steak, vegetables, and ice cream than we could eat! And I even wore my party hat hahaha.

We ended the night with some Tik Toks and reading all the birthday messages on social media from my cute friends and family.

The end of my birthday makes me very sad tbh. It's so fun, and I hate how quickly it comes to an enddddd! But this year was really a perfect birthday. Here's to 25, cheaper car rentals, and the excuse to have a mid-life crisis whenever I want. 🎁🎉🎈🧁

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kellinquinnaf · 5 years

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A bi girls story: update

I hung out with the “M” girl the other night.

I went to a family friends bbq for dinner, my boyfriend came along. We all had a couple drinks. He left around 8:30, precisely when I stopped drinking. “M” didn’t get off work till 10 so I started chugging waters, playing off not drinking for the fact that I did have to work at 8:30 am the next day.

At 10:00 I walked from there to my Dads house where my car was parked. I convinced him and my boyfriend that I was sleeping there. I got in my car and drove 10 mins along the highway to a provincial park, where “M” works and sleeps.

I get there at 11:00, meeting her at the gate and we drive to the staffhouse where she stays, we’re alone. For the first few hours we just talked, knowing we both wanted to get closer, but still too nervous and unsure to make the first move.

Around 12:30 she says, “I wish I had my weed and bong,” and I say “I have a joint in my car.” We head out to light it up, I pull out my car keys when we’re done to lock it but she thinks I’m leaving. I say “no unless you’re tired and want to go to bed,” which she denies. We go back into the hangout room of the staffhouse which has a TV to watch.

We both slowly try to sit closer without being to obvious. She has a sleeve of tattoos on her arm and I begin looking it over. They’re all so beautiful, containing colours and blacks. It includes a horse/unicorn (not 100% but don’t think she’s the unicorn type), an image of her own dog, a wolf one orange in profile, and one multicoloured in portrait. Her arm is so smooth and soft due to the tattoos, I start literally petting her arm and she laughs saying she’s used to that cause everyone does it.

She comments on the length of my nails, saying that I might need to trim them up (cause ya know those mfs are sharpppp). I give her a few scratches on her arm and she’s says with her breath hitching “okayyy maybe not,” as she was enjoying the scratch (later on I think to myself I’ll trim one hand for the obvious and leave one hand long for scratching her;)

I ask if she’s ticklish and she denies but I find that her armpits are. She’s stronger than me and over powers me trying to tickle me, I’m ticklish basically everywhere. We end up basically cuddled on the couch somehow her face on my breast. I shift and she says “Awh I was comfy there.” We get close now and share our first kiss.

We make out for a bit, my body instinctivly moving because I’m so turned on. I start golfing and have to admit to her “I’ve never fucked a girl before,” thinking she has some experience, but she admits “neither have I” which honestly surprised me. She says she can’t just bang someone she needs to get to know them. This makes me feel better cause I’m still trying to learn how to turn a girl on good.

We take a break and watch some more tv; tosh.o , spoungbob, South Park to name a few. We talk about anything and everything. It was always so easy from the moment we started hanging out but even more now since we got our nerves out of the way. We have a few more make out sessions and she’s such a turn on.

Kissing, neck kisses, chest kisses but not tooless whatsoever. She’s grabbing my ass, rubbing my thighs, getting confident to touch me there. Our last makeout was intense and fun. We were getting wayyy turned on, swearing cause we want more but we know it’s not going there tonight. Pushing eachother back and forth with our kisses, kind of fighting for dominance, both wanting to dominate but both really enjoy being dominated. I on top of her, she on top of me.

I say I need to leave at 2 or 3 am so I can get enough sleep to go to work tomorrow. Hours keep going by; 4am, 5am. I debate sleeping but sleeping for 2-3 hours would only make me more tired at this point. She basically convinced me to pull an all nighter, so I stayed there making out with her until 8am. I drove home and got changed into work scrubs, praying my boyfriend would be sleeping. He was awoken by the dog so he saw me come in but luckily didn’t ask where I had been staying lastnight.

I went to work at 8:30 and thought I was going to pass out while in the oporatory by 9:15, kind of honestly fallin asleep; eyes drooping, sight going a bit foggy, having to really think about my words and noticing my own movements are delayed.

I make it through the 5 hour shift until my relief comes in. I have so much to do, pack for a trip, visit a friend who just had a baby, and visit a friend who just moved into a new house. By 4:30 my body shut down and I just completely passed out. My boyfriend tried to wake me up to pack but I just wouldn’t get up, my body had been awake for 34 hours and just shut down.

It’s crazy how amazing being with her made me feel, and I wish my boyfriend could accept my bisexuality and let me have the best of both worlds; what I need to feel complete honestly.

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We were talking about my work and she says she thought the dentist was gay or bi. I say she has a boyfriend. I say it’s funny you thought that cause I have a bit of a crush on her. And she agrees sayings “she’s really cute ain’t she, got that Asian spice” (I’m like wow this girl knows what’s up). I say she’s really funny and smart and she mentions that intelligent women are more difficult to catch.

Also “M” said she could totally tell that I was into girls. I “show up wearing hats, bucket hats, pics of me at school” (she totally creeped my page haha). I’m like damn I’m that obvious really.

We talked about pride parades said we should go together as a bit of a joke but kind of serious. She wants to get drunk and make out with hot girls. I would feel so amazingly free there.

We talked about my mom saying she thinks one of her kids were gay but wouldn’t tell us who she thought it was because we need to figure it out ourselves. Hi mah it’s me!

She talked about a guy she banged once and how he got so attached they thought they were in a relationship and she’s like lol wtf? So she told me to basically not get attached to her since she doesn’t want to be in a relationship, but fuck she’s so cool I want to spend all my time with her. But I don’t want her to think I’m getting clingy. She leaves soon anyways. But she talked about next summer that she’ll be back and I can ride on her motorcycle with her then. So we’ll see if she’s single or not by thenn !

#gay #gay girls #wlw #wlw advice #sws #ptv #sleeping with sirens #pierce the veil #bisexual #bi #bisexual woman #story #story time

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the-amazing-spider-bi · 5 years

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For zadison! When Madison comes back from the dead, the grey pallor not fully gone from her skin, she consumes. She consumes food, she consumes alcohol, she smokes till she thinks she can feel her lungs start to decay. She takes everything for herself and leaves nothing behind. Zoe watches and waits. (Thx!!)

this was so good I ended up writing wayyy more than expected, thank you so much!

here it is (or read it on ao3) I other prompt fics: x x x (and for all those who asked yes I still take prompts I’m just slow because of finals hell)

Against all odds, Madison wakes up.

In spite of Misty’s warnings, she opens her eyes again, sits up straight, and Zoe is so glad to see her all of a sudden she almost hugs her before she remembers they were never really the hugging kind of friends.

She has always been like this, only realizing she misses someone when they come back to her, only being happy with what she has once she loses it. Zoe heard one day about amputees feeling the ghost of their limbs long after they lost it. She thinks, maybe, this is what it feels like. Some days she isn’t even sure Madison is truly back to the living world, what with the grey ashy tone she can’t seem to wash off her skin, and the absent, mechanical way she moves.

Madison wakes up but she never really comes back. She sits up, looks at Zoe, through Zoe, eyes vacant like the blind, and when Zoe calls her name, she bends down and starts vomiting swarming bugs, meat flies and maggots, again and again and again, in a disgusting black sludge that smells like death.

“Being alive is overrated,” she says in a croaky voice between loud wet gasps. Misty makes a disgusted noise and Zoe is reminded that she is in the room with them.

Zoe brings her back to their shared bedroom and hasn’t left her side ever since.

There is the phase where Madison stays in bed all day, resting, in a fetal position, and Zoe has to remind her that alive beings need food to live. She brings her smoothies because anything solid hurts her throat and soup is “for old ladies and kids with leukemia”. And then, a couple of days later, when Zoe comes back to her room with some scrambled eggs in hand, Madison is up, the grey pallor not fully gone from her skin. And she consumes.

She consumes food, she consumes alcohol, she smokes till she thinks she can feel her lungs start to decay. She takes everything for herself and leaves nothing behind. Zoe watches and waits. She thinks this is just another step in the way. She thinks she is getting better. She throws out the chicken carcasses and the cigarette butts. She takes it all, because Madison has literally been through hell, and she loves her.

“I’m hungry,” Madison whines, even though she is not, because it is midnight and they ate dinner two hours ago.

Zoe sighs. “What do you want?”

And then she drives her to the closest McDonald’s drive-through so she can order a bucket load of fries. They sit in the car she borrowed while Madison goes through it, slapping her hands away every time she tries to steal a fry - which she paid for, by the way - and under pinkish neon lights, Madison’s skin looks almost human again.

“Do you realize Kylie Jenner has had time to launch like, three entire new lines while I was dead?” Madison complains. “How will I know if my lips are more Flirtini or Tangerine now?”

“You know what I love about you, Madison? How life-changing, near-death experiences really made you think about what’s important in life,” Zoe says.

“Shut up and buy me some more fries,” Madison says and shoves her.

Zoe laughs and rolls her eyes and complies. Of course, by the time she comes back, Madison has left and took the fucking car with her. Typical.

She shrugs it off and walks home.

Zoe takes her pain and turns it into gold.

If Madison goes out in the middle of the night to buy a new pack of cigarettes because she finished hers, Zoe comes with her; if Madison takes out some of Fiona’s old booze reserves to get drunk in the middle of the day, she pulls up a chair for herself and a book so she can keep watch; Madison is pretty sure that if she brought some boy toy home to fuck, she would stand by the door to make sure he doesn’t hurt her. And it’s not like Madison is making it easy for her either, but Zoe complains and whines and ends up repeating the same mistakes anyway.

She is so good it makes Madison want to slap her. So she does what is closest, and fucks her zombie boyfriend.

(She wishes she could say it feels good, and in some primal, instinctive ways, it does, but the only time she really gets any feeling out of it is opening her eyes to see Zoe’s shocked expression. She looks like a kid who tried to take cookies right out of the oven after his mother told him it was too hot and getting burned. She looks like Icarus flying too close to the fucking sun.)

“Hey, Zoe,” she says, smirking. “Care to join us?”

Zoe slams the door as she leaves.

This time, she doesn’t come back running to her. She doesn’t even fight for him, which is disappointing.

They don’t talk for days after that, a few lustful days spent in her room, fucking Kyle against a wall, on the floor, in the shower, never, ever in any of their beds. Zoe doesn’t come back.

(It is stupid really - but every time she comes near the bed, she thinks of waking up from the nightmares to feel more than she saw Zoe crawling into bed with her, shushing her like a mantra, you’re alive, you’re here, you’re alive, alive, alive , holding her hair when she throws up in the bucket they keep next to her bedside now, holding her hand as they go back to sleep. She didn’t complain that her breath smelled like something crawled up here and died. She didn’t complain that they kept the lights on as they slept now. She pushed their bunk beds together to make one, queen size, adequate for its occupants.

She tells herself she is not keeping Kyle away from them for Zoe. She’s not . She’s just possessive.)

This whole sex-for-days thing feels like binging on food did, or chain smoking for a few too many hours. Which means not so good, which means she gets bored.

Once she does, she goes down to have breakfast with the coven.

“Madison,” Cordelia acknowledges. “Good of you to join us.”

She squints, unsure if this is meant to be passive aggressive or good-hearted. When in doubt, always choose the meanest option. “Don’t flatter yourself. I’m only here because cum doesn’t have enough calories to live on.”

Cordelia freezes. “Charming,” she finally manages to say.

Zoe scoffs and leaves the table. Madison finishes pushing her eggs around in her plate in silence.

It takes a few more days for them to finally talk, boring, boring days where she tries all of her old tricks and still feels empty , still feels her head spinning with fear and despair and the absolute certainty of death.

But then they talk - or more accurately, Madison ambushes her - and she can push and push until Zoe finally stops pretending to be unbothered, to be so fucking nice about it. She doesn’t know what does it, because this all really was among her best work, with lines such as I mean, sure, that sucks - literally - but your vagina is a literal serial killer, so , or in a way both of you fucked the other’s dead best friend, so are you soulmates or what? , or we really made a good choice when we picked his meat stick, if you see what I mean .

“Oh my god,” Zoe spits. “You really think you’re so fucking smart, aren’t you? That you got me all figured out?”

“Well, yeah ,” Madison says.

“You really are as dumb as the magazines say.” Zoe doesn’t yell though. Her eyes are cold and unfeeling and this all went terribly wrong and she says: “I’m not mad because you fucked him.”

Madison frowns, confused. “Why are you being such a bitch about it, then?”

Zoe looks at her like she is a cockroach, and a particularly dumb one at that. “Figure it out,” she says, and storms out.

She seems to be doing a lot of storming out these days.

Eventually, Madison figures it out.

She barges into the library, where Zoe is enjoying a very pleasant read through one of Cordelia’s books, wearing one of her sweaters that came from the Gap and Madison tried to make her throw out. Zoe glances at her but chooses not to dignify her arrival with a greeting.

Madison heaves and struggles to catch her breath - that’s what nicotine does to one’s lungs when they already died once - before she manages to speak up.

“You’re not in love with Kyle.”

Well, duh. Zoe doesn’t even look up to the room for that. “He’s literally as smart as a two-year-old. Not even a particularly smart two-year-old. Just a normal one.”

“Well, how was I supposed to know that,” Madison complains. “You busted my ass to revive the guy!”

“You killed him!” Zoe protests. “You do know killing people is wrong, right?”

Zoe finally closes her book and Madison, apparently encouraged by such a welcoming show of warmth, walks closer until she is right in front of her. “You’re not in love with Kyle, but you’re mad at me for sleeping with him.”

Zoe waits. There is nothing more coming after this. “This is what it took you a week to figure out?”

“Can you not be sarcastic for one second?”

“Can you ?”

Madison throws her hands up in the air. “Yes! Great! We’ve established that I am a trash bag of a human being! We know that! That’s totally not the point!”

There is a long beat where Madison tries to stop being so flustered and Zoe lets her take her time. She looks scarily thin, Madison, even more so than usual, with tousled hair and no makeup on, dark circles under her eyes, trembling hands.

Zoe’s traitorous jerk of a heart still beats frantically in her chest when she looks at her though.

“Kyle is not the one you’re in love with,” Madison says, once again, and adds, “it’s me. Isn’t it?”

Zoe doesn’t say anything for a while, because she knows if she talks, it will be over. This is the perfect moment, where she still has a chance to deny it, to pretend it’s just Madison being her narcissistic self again, to gaslight her. She knows she won’t. But she could .

“I guess,” she ends up saying. She looks down at her socks, the ones with little fox heads on them, at the wooden floor, at anything that is not Madison.

“Oh, wow, could you be just a little less romantic?” Madison says. “I’m swooning over here.”

In spite of this, when Zoe looks up, she’s smiling as she rolls her eyes, a real smile, not a smirk, a smile like she can’t stop her lips from curving up. Zoe realizes she doesn’t remember the last time Madison’s face was this expressive.

Like she is reading her thoughts, Madison says, “I’m not gonna not be fucked up all of a sudden. Or start being nice to you. It’s not how this shit works.”

Zoe snorts. “Oh, really? I thought you were going to start buying me flowers every week. One rose for every day you’ve known me. Dumbass.”

Madison rolls her eyes and mumbles something that sounds like shut up but Zoe doesn’t hear it quite, because she is tugging at her hair and making her get up and all of a sudden Zoe is standing in the middle of the library with a book at her feet and lips on hers.

In the following weeks, they will break up three times and die twice, but for now, there is only the hunger in the way Madison kisses, and both of their frantic heartbeats.

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