#oh look now i fell asleep in my pc chair

[glilboy]

Ateez reactions to finding you reading smut about them: Hyung line

ive had this idea for awhile and even requested it a few times from other writers but..i felt it was time to write it lol

tws under the cut

warning, this piece of fiction contains mentions of somnophilia, slight dom and sub dynamics, and general explicit topics.

Hongjoong:

You had attempted to stay up waiting for Hongjoong, deciding to reread one of your favorite stories in the mean time. Unfortunately that wasnt enough to keep you awake, you ultimately passing out and your phone tumbling onto the floor.

Hongjoong had a feeling you'd passed out since you didnt message him any "i miss you :(" texts after 11pm so seeing you knocked out on the couch was no surprise. He slowly padded over to you smiling softly, then noticing your phone on the floor and went to pick it up for you. He was never the kind to go through your phone but your smart self had no shut down timer which left the fan fiction on display for him.

He couldnt help but be curious seeing paragraphs of text and decided a little reading would do no harm. As he began to read though he felt his gut sweep, in a good way. He was honestly a little upset until he saw his name but when he read his name it was like all of exhaustion disappeared. Luckily he didn't have work the next day he thought to himself.

Sitting down on the couch with a plan he slowly nudged you awake. "Hi dear," he spoked softly with a smirk.

You rubbed at your bleary eyes and looked up at him, "Oh hi Joongie. Sorry I didn't mean to fall asleep." He smiled even bigger at you.

"Thats fine, it helped me find out something fun," he tucked your hair behind your ear. Still waking up you made a small "huh?" before seeing the phone in his hand.

"Oh..." you mumbled, starting to be awake enough to get it. You finally looked at him straight on and saw his signature devilish grin.

He moved his hand to slowly move up your thigh, giving it a small squeeze which elicted a sigh out of you. "Didn't think you'd read stuff like that Y/N, but I guess you're just full of surprises huh doll," the pet name made you shiver, Hongjoong never having used that one before.

"I'm sorry Joongie," you mumbled into your arm, face now red. His hand moving up to cup your core and grind his hand into it making you whimper softly.

"Oh dont be sorry dolly, just shows me that you really miss me."

Seonghwa:

Saying Seonghwa was caring was an understatement in a way. Despite his busy schedule he made it a point to showed he cared in different ways. One thing he always did was if you left your phone out at all he would put it on the charger for you. Small things!

Today though he had come home earlier than usual while you were taking a quick shower. Seeing your phone on the counter he waltzed over setting his stuff down to throw it on the charger even if it wasn't that low. He noticed you left it on, open to a book he assumed enough.Him being the lovely man he is he wanted to read a bit to see what you liked and possibly buy you a physical copy. Written porn with his name in it though was not what he was expecting.

Seonghwa gulped, setting down your phone with his hands shaking and his face now flushed pink. He took a deep breath and set down his bag, running his fingers through his hair now being surprisingly worked up. A part of him felt embarrassed for being turned on by the writing but at the same time he knew you didn't read it for no reason.

"Hwa! You're home early hello!" You ran up to him giggling, now clean and dressed in some sweats.

"Hey babe, yeah we got let out early cause we learned the new choreography fast enough. They asked us if we wanted to do more vocal practice but none of us did," He laughed, trying to shift his legs to hide his slight erection.

"None of you stay late ever," you giggled sarcastically up at him. "Well, I was gonna take a nap. Do you want to? I'm sure you're tired."

He nodded softly and took your hand walking to your guys bedroom talking about your day. He changed himself into more comfortable clothing then joined you in bed, you curling into him quickly. Once you settled Seonghwa felt he could actually breathe, feeling like a middle schooler just for getting more worked up from having you close. He heard your breath settle which is when he shifted away a bit from you.

"Fuck..." He mumbled, having the space now laying on his back to palm himself over his erection. Looking over at your sleeping face made it worse, the piece you had opened having involved somnophilia. One thing he never had the guts to suggest to you despite having such an open relationship.

He didn't notice your eyes flutter open at the movement. You only just fell asleep so you were in no means in too deep. You decided to play it though, closing your eyes and throwing a leg over his waist as if you were just adjusting in your sleep.

He inhaled a sharp breath and bit his lip now mildly frustrated at the whole situation. Mumbling a fake sleepy "Hwa" you moved to straddle the man hearing a childish sigh escape his lips.

"If you keep moving, I swear to god," He mumbled out loud thinking youre still asleep since you had always been a chaotic sleeper.

"And what will you do about it horny kid," you giggled against his neck. You could feel his body tense.

"Go back to sleep and I'll fuck you like your sick little fantasy, how about that hm?"

yunho:

Rain was beating against the window as you cuddled up on the couch with your phone in hand. Yunho was on the other side of his personal office playing video games. It was a chill day but something in the air was setting you slightly off the edge.

Besides the sweet glances and cheesy smiles thrown at each other, your screen was very much the opposite of innocent pure love. Getting indulged in the story you started to zone in, missing some of his looks making Yunho curious as to what your interest was delved into currently.

"Be right back guys," he said into the mic mischievously. Quickly making his way over he slipped the phone out of your hand, this behavior wouldve typically been fine but because of the contents on your screen you gasped and reached out for your phone. "You doing something naughty or do you just like acting suspicious?" he grinned before looking at your phone.

His face feel reading the paragraph of a particularly nsfw scene. You were now sitting up staring at him wide eyed, "yuyu please oh god its not what you think, i think." Silence filled the room, the only noises being the sound of his running pc and the dull chatter of the other boys.

"Do you read this often?" he said out of hesitation and pure curiosity, almost feeling that he violated your private space. He kind of got the gist of it all right away, thankfully for your sake.

"Not all the time but i mean, you are busy yunho," you tried to softly explain knowing this was odd territory.

"Do you...ever want to try it," he says, getting to the end of the page and looking at you.

"I can't say that..none of them aren't, nice," the air was filled with an awkward energy that could suffocate another person if they came in at such a weird time.

The two of you stood there for a second, until he moved towards you and took your hand. He placed it on his bulge and you sucked a breathe in.

"Take off my pants," he ordered, a strange harsh tone to his voice. For you guys there was never set roles, not any dom or sub dynamic but it wasnt vanilla per say so him speaking like this was new. Besides that, you did as he said and pushed your thumbs under the waistband of his sweats, pulling them down his legs.

Silently he took your hand then sat down on his gaming chair, pulling out his large cock. He slipped on his headphones before looking up at you with a shit eating grin.

"Sit down, i can tell youve been dying too babe."

yeosang:

You were waiting for yeosang to come home after a shorter than usual practice, deciding to pass the time by indulging in your secret world. In the midst of browsing your favorite blogs you didn't hear the door open, this event made you learn not to have headphones in when participating in such activities.

Walking in, Yeosang looked around for you and spotted your figure on the couch. He slowly moved near with a secret motive of scaring you when he glanced at your phone seeing a photo of him paired with a lot of writing. Tilting his head curiously he squinted to read the text, reading along with you until his face flushed.

Sucking in a breath slightly he moved back to the door, playing off him just entering. You noticed his figure walking towards you and sneakily turned off your phone and got up to greet him.

"Hey babe, it's nice to see you in the sunlight," you giggled and wrapped your hands around his waist. You noticed him hesitantly wrapping his arms around you, causing you to pull away.

"Hey, whats up? you seem a bit off?" you pouted and brushed the hair out of his eyes, not catching the little blush.

"Yeah yeah babe, I'm fine. promise," he cleared his throat and pulled away, making your heart sink a bit. He practically completely ignored what you actually said.

"No Yeo, I- did I do something wrong? Or just a long day?" you pried knowing something was up.

Shifting awkwardly on his feet he looked up at you, his hair back in his face. "I um, saw what you were reading."

The color drained from your face, mouth slightly hanging not knowing what to say. You thought he was pissed, was going to leave and break up with you but right when you were about to talk he spoke again.

"C-can we do that?"

A moment of silence passed and you looked up at him, your boyfriend who was typically very soft and gentle in bed. Knowing what you were reading was likely pretty heavy in his book, you became worried. "Yeo, I just read it. It means nothing I don't want to make you uncomforta-"

His lips cut yours off and one hand entangled in your hair, his other guiding you to the wall by your hip. Back flush against the way you pulled away after a moment to see his eyes wide and sweat already beading down his temple.

"I've wanted to do that, just didn't want to scare you dear."

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[jairights]

❦ GAME ❦

content warning: fluff, explicit sexual contents, him calling you angel, bottom chifuyu.

english is not my first language, expect typographical and grammatical error.

minors dni.

CHIFUYU MATSUNO

You woke up in the middle of the night and saw your boyfriend Chifuyu still playing games in his PC. His midterm exam just ended and you told him to rest but instead he played online games when you fell asleep.

Wiping your eyes, you slowly walk to him and sit on his lap. Your body facing him with your legs wrap around his waist and you hug his nape.

Chifuyu didn't mind you clinging to him, he's too focus on his game. "Come help me here! Here here! Look at the map!" He lightly shouted  frustrated to his groupmates in the game.

You whined hugging him more. "Fuyu, you said you'll rest today, we just finished our midterms and we pulled how many all-nighters during the week reviewing for it... please rest now." You worriedly said.

His hands clicking and tapping on the computer rapidly. "Ma'am please stop being this cute... you don't want my teammates to hear your moan, aren't you?"

You faced him. "Fuyu, that's not what I mean-"

You were cutted by his lips meeting yours. "Just one more, okay?" He told you smiling handsomely. "Guys, let's finish this. My girl wants my attention so bad." He chuckled.

Hugging him again tightly, you close your eyes and fell asleep leaning your head on his neck. You woke up from the sound of the earphone when Chifuyu put it down.

He smiled at you. "Did you sleep well?" He asked while shutting down the computer.

You look at the wall clock, it's 3AM. "What was that? Did he play for three hours more?" You asked yourself cannot believe that your boyfriend tricked you again.

"You played for another three hours, right?" You asked your boyfriend eyeing at him.

Both of you are still in his gaming chair. He's resting his hands on your hips and yours is on his shoulders.

"Yeah, my legs got numb for how many times because of a cutie sleeping on my chest comfortably..." He shake his head and stood up.

Lifting you while you hang on him like a baby... well you are his baby.

Chifuyu lied you on the bed and get on top of you taking off his shirt. "Now babe, I need to play with something else."

You giggled. "Let's sleep Chifuyu, aren't you tired?" You also wanted to gave in to his desire but let's teased him for now is what you thought.

"Eh? I never said that..." He said leaning down to give your lips a soft peck. "I rested in the library while waiting for you, I have a lot of energy." He boasted and interlocked his hands on yours as he owns your mouth.

His mouth went down to suck and lick your neck. Hands slowly entering your shirt to cup your breast. "Now, now. Take everything off and ride me." He told you.

You are now naked and on top of your boyfriend, kissing him as you unbuckle his belt. Taking out his length that has been urging to be touched by you since you sit on his lap.

Pumping it up and down, you start licking him. "Ohh~ fuck~" he moans. "Put it in, stop teasing me."

You put it in inside your mouth, palming it up and down as you suck his dick. He's liking it, obviously with the lewd sound he makes. So you let his long cock hit you deeper inside your mouth. Gagging and choking on it to make your boyfriend feels good. He deserves it for studying hard for the midterms.

Chifuyu continue murmuring, telling you how good you are. Complimenting how much you look good eating his cock.

He climaxed inside your mouth and smiled at you while fixing your hair. "Ride me now, babe." Chifuyu said caressing from thigh to your ass.

You aligned yourself on top of him. Sitting on his dick, you moaned his name. "Oh gosh~ Chifuyu~"

Your loving boyfriend is a bottom. He loves it when you ride him bouncing on his cock, your cunt hugging his shaft tightly as he blushed watching you.

While you are moving your hips up and down, Chifuyu is busy having a meal with your breast. "Mhmm~" you mumbled and hug his head pushing him more to your tits.

His hands on your thighs, feeling your skin as you smack yours to his. "You are doing good." He complimented.

Well, you are a good girl for him and he's a good boy for you. Nearing your high, you move faster, skin slapping becomes more intense. "Fuck- Chifuyu, I am near." You said and bit your lip.

Chifuyu grunt. "I am too... god~ move those hips faster for me."

"Ahh~ ahh~ ngh-" you moaned and spilled your milks on Chifuyu's dick.

You didn't stop bouncing, you don't wanna halt your boyfriend's high. Instead you did it rapidly, cursing and breathing heavily.

A few pump with your cunt more, Chifuyu came and grunt loudly which you found it adorable whenever you see his expression after he came. "Fuck, Y/N... so lucky to have you."

"I am more lucky to have you." You said and pull up from his cock.

"Why don't you stop taking contraceptives and bear my child? Not a bad idea, right?" Your boyfriend asked smiling at you.

"We haven't graduated yet." You replied and lied beside him.

He pouted and hugged you. "Ma'am you still have one more ticket for the ride, would you like to use it?"

You giggled, punched his chest and said. "Stop. Why are you being so adorably horny?"

"Well, you did it first." He lift your leg to hug his waist and start fucking you side ways.

You hug his nape and both of you buried each other's face on each other's neck. His hand on your ass and hair to support himself while thrusting on an insane speed.

"Oh Chifuyu~ gosh Chifuyu~ ohh ahh~" you moaned panting and savoring his dick inside your cunt.

He faced you while he thrust, kissing you torridly with hunger and emotions of how much he missed fucking you like this. Your midterm drained the both of you, you barely had time for each other eventhough you are living on the same roof.

Both of you break the kiss to catch your breath and release yourselves. Chifuyu pulled out and he spank your ass cheek really hard. "Ass up, babe. Not yet done."

"Nah, Chifuyu let's sleep." You closed your eyes but found yourself flipped with your ass up.

"What are you doing?" Chifuyu laughed. "Your words and actions are not syncing with each other."

"Shut up!" You rolled your eyes at your boyfriend. "Let's just do it."

"Well, if my girl wants it so much..." he said and entered your cunt again.

He starts moving his hips and all you do is moan with your mouth wide open. "Shit." You cursed when he found your g-spot.

"Is that it?" Chifuyu asked smiling at you. "Lemme see your face." He said and pull your hair up to face him as he thrust.

He watched your messed up face, drooling, eye rolling, keeps on screaming. Chifuyu slow down a little and watch you whimper in disappointment with your high die down.

"Fuyu~" you begged.

He pulled out to flip your body facing him. Lying you down and he gets on top of you. Entering you again with a grin, he can now clearly see every expression you'll make while he fuck your hungry kitten.

Both of your hands interlocking with his as he slam his balls on your cunt in a quickest pace possible. He watched the lewd faces you make and compliments how pretty you are.

"Ugh~ ahh~ agh~ ngh~" you are so loud as you reach your high.

"Fuck, want me to come inside you, yeah?" Your boyfriend asked, also nearing his come.

"Yes, please~" you plead.

With a loud grunt, Chifuyu released his cum inside you and milks flowed from your cunt.

Breathing heavily, he pulled out and gave you a peck. "Good night, my angel."

Still catching your breath, you slowly nod. "Sweet dreams, my captain."

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[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Little Bones 2

Warnings: non-consent sex and rape (series); harassment, general creepiness, unwanted touches

This is dark! (biker) Thor x chubby!reader and explicit. 18+ only.  Your media consumption is your own responsibility. Warnings have been given. DO NOT PROCEED if these matters upset you.

Series Synopsis: You’re a city girl stuck in a small town, but Birch isn’t as sleepy as it seems.

Sister series to Smalltown Bringdown and When the Weight Comes Down

Note: We got another part and I hope you love biker!Thor as much as I do. It’s lots of fun.

Thanks to everyone for their patience and feedback. :)

I really hope you enjoy. 💋

<3 Let me know what you think with a like or reblog or reply or an ask! Love ya!

Chapter 2: Better butter your cue finger up

The bottle of wine sat on your counter and you hid away the vodka in your freezer as you resisted the temptation of both. The library made hangovers even worse with its bright lights and tedious nothingness. So you tried to ignore the tapping at your shoulder, the persistent tug of your paranoia, and pretended that nothing had changed. In Birch, nothing did change, right?

The click of your mouse and the loud tapping of keys filled the silence of the library. Colin snored with eyes wide open. It was hard to tell when the old man was awake or sleeping. You weren’t sure there was a line left between the two for him. He spent most of his working hours in the back on the other side of the windowed wall although what exactly he did there remained a mystery.

There wasn’t very much to do there outside the occasional school visits in which students walked down to complete some research project or the teacher’s held a crafting circle. You liked those days as often you could join in and help wrangle in the pupils as they explored the sterile shelves.

Melissa stood and her chair rolled back with a grumble. She stretched and bent to grab her purse from under the desk.

“I’m going down to Bab’s. You want anything?”

“Hmm,” you tapped your chin as you leaned back. “I wouldn’t mind a latte. Oh, and I think they have the banana loaf today. A slice of that too.”

You peeked under the desk and sat forward to grab your bag from the cubby beside your PC tower. “Nope,” Mel stopped you, “it’s on me today. I need a breath of fresh air anyway. Even if it is cold as hell.”

“Oh, thanks, Mel,” you smiled and grabbed a pen to click in your monotony. “We should dig out the Christmas decorations soon. It might actually give us something to do.”

“Maybe for an hour or two,” she pulled her jacket from the rack that stood against the wall between the front counter and the back room, “We could try something new this year. I saw these lights online, you can program them with your phone.”

“You think Colin could handle that?”

“Like he would even notice.” She laughed and pulled on her coat and grabbed her purse. “Latte, banana bread.” She recited. “I’ll be back.”

You watched her go then stretched your legs out as you arched in the chair. You fell back limp and closed your eyes. You could fall asleep right there. You really couldn’t blame Colin for his waking trance. This place made your ears buzz and your head spin.

You heard the whoosh of the automatic doors and sat up. You were surprised at your visitor but not disappointed. Melissa’s daughter approached the desk as she swung her bag in her hand. You could tell by the little wrinkle between her eyebrows that she wasn’t happy.

“Your mom’s just gone to Bab’s,” you rolled closer to the desk. “You must’ve seen her.”

“I saw her.” She said tersely. She stilled her fidgeting and planted her dangling purse on the desk. She sighed and crossed her arms. “I’m here to talk to you.”

“Is something the matter?”

You were nervous. You knew her as well as her mother and you got along. You shared an interest in old Hollywood and a taste for dry history and humour. You liked her, envied her even for having a mother like Melissa.

“I hate doing this. I hate when he makes me do this.” She dropped her arms and instead gripped her hips. “You want to come down to the Asp tonight? For a drink?”

You chuckled and clicked the pen. “It’s Wednesday. I have to open tomorrow and--”

“Hrgh,” she huffed. “I’m sorry but it’s… not a question.”

You put the pen down and clamped your lips together. She shook her head and looked away.

“It’s an order. From Bucky.” She tapped her toe on the carpet. “I tried to tell him that you wouldn’t want to come so late. That you know, you work. He just doesn’t listen and--” She heaved and threw up her hands in exasperation, “I tried.”

“But… me? I don’t even know any of those… people. It’s not really my scene.” You swallowed and dug your nail into your thumb. 

“I’ll be there. Same with Steve’s girl from the bakery. She’s nice. And…” her eyes were dull but irritated, “look, if you don’t show up, Bucky will go and find you. Everyone in town reports to him. You don’t have to be in his club, he owns Birch.” She grabbed the thin strap of her small purse and drew it from the desk, “you don’t want to learn that the hard way like I did.”

You knew it wasn’t Bucky who wanted you there, you suspected that big blond brute who had chased you down the street. Her anxiety fed yours and made you uneasy. If she were that afraid, how scared should you be?

“I think you know my answer considering I’ve been given little choice.” You said firmly. “What time?”

“Seven. I got him to budge on at least that. You won’t be out too late.” She gave a weak smile and twisted the strap of her bag. “Stay close to me and I’ll do what I can. You know, with Steve’s girl, I really tried…” She looked away and rolled her as they turned glossy. “Sometimes, Bucky listens to me and I’m figuring out how to make him.”

“Why are you with him?” You whispered. “Why--”

“You think it’s a choice I made.” She blinked and sniffed. “No, it was made for me when I was born in this god forsaken pit.” She thrust her purse over her shoulder and shrugged. “I don’t know why anyone would make up their mind to come here.”

“I can’t say I’m happy with the decision.” You returned.

She sent you a pitying look before she spun away. She marched back to the doors as her mother nearly collided with her. They spoke for a few minutes before the younger left and Melissa came over to plop her goodies on the desk.

“New latte flavour, candy cane. I figured we might get a bit festive.” She announced.

💀

You stood outside the Asp and stared up at the snow-covered marquee. The powder began to fall just after noon and collected along the small ledge below the image of Cleopatra.  You wore a bright pink toque with an oversized pom-pom and tucked your chin down against the matching scarf tucked down the front of your cherry-coloured coat. You stuck out among the grey of Birch.

You didn’t put much effort into getting ready. You kept on the same polka-dot blouse from work and traded your trousers for faded jeans and a pair of knee-high boots. You took a breath and stepped through the doors, barely avoided the rush of snow that fell down behind you.

The bar smelled of beer and a stale but pungent dinginess. You looked around in the low din. The bartender, a woman named Lucy, dried several glasses and stacked them on a shelf and every man in the place wore leather. 

You found Melissa’s daughter next to Bucky as he squinted at his closest accomplice, Steve. The shy girl from the bakery was tucked under his arm as she picked at the hem of her short skirt. You cleared your throat as you pondered leaving.

A figure on Bucky’s other side stood and you frowned as that man, Thor, smiled at you like a puppy. You fixed your mouth into a straight line as Bucky’s girl rose and waved you over.

“Hey, you made it,” she said. You didn’t miss the way Bucky’s hand slid up her thigh.

“Yeah,” you said flatly as you rounded the table.

“Kitten,” Thor greeted as he pulled out the chair next to him in a flourish. “I’ve a seat just for you.”

You looked from the chair to his face. You made no move to sit.

“If that’s not to your tastes, you can sit in my lap.” He taunted.

Your lips parted in disgust and you grabbed the back of the chair. You wrenched it away from him and backed up steadily as you dragged it around the table. You stopped it next to Steve’s girl and unzipped your jacket. You sat and shrugged out of the coat then crossed your arms. You tore your eyes from the large man and smiled at the baker girl.

“The banana loaf was good,” you said. “Sorry I didn’t make it down.”

“Oh, it’s ugly out there,” she turned in Steve’s hold and his arm slipped down around her waist. 

You could feel Thor’s constant gaze as you humoured the girl about the weather and listened to her story about how Mrs. Deeton sent back a blueberry scone for not having any blackberries. You did your best to blot out the rest of the bar.

“Kitten, you want a drink?” He interrupted and you peered over at him. You glanced from him to Lucy as she stood and awaited an order.

“Do you have ginger ale?” You asked her directly.

“We have club soda or iced tea right now.” She said with venom.

“Iced tea, thank you.” You fished through your purse for a fiver.

“Put it on my tab,” Thor insisted.

“No, it’s fine, I--”

You held out the bill and he reached across to snatch it from your hand. “On my tab.” He repeated and the barmaid stomped away. He tossed the five back to you and smirked. “Keep it, kitten.”

You swiped it up and turned back to Steve’s girl. She looked frightened as she stared at the blonde man and slowly returned her attention to you.

“Um, so, I was going to tell you the secret ingredient to Bab’s banana bread but you have to promise not to tell.”

“Sure,” you leaned in and she whispered it in your ear and giggled. 

“I’m not supposed to tell.” She uttered as she touched her cheeks guiltily.

“I’ve been telling her she don’t need to worry about rules,” Steve intoned as his fingers danced on her hip.

“My mother made the best banana cream pie,” Thor interrupted. “She handed the recipe down to me. My sister was never much into sweets.”

“Oh?” Steve’s girl turned to Thor. “We don’t serve that at Bab’s but we have lemon meringue.”

“Mother made that too. She showed me the trick to perfect peaks. I could show you.”

Steve growled and pulled his girl closer. She looked at him as he sent a heated glare at Thor. She touched his chest and cooed at him to relax. Lucy returned with your iced tea and you took it eagerly as the tension burned at your face.

“So, kitten,” Thor scooted his chair around the table as you set your glass down, “what trouble did you get into today?”

“I work at a library.” You uttered dryly.

“And did you enjoy your wine last night? I always heard it’s better with company.”

You jutted out your jaw in annoyance and looked at him. He was painfully persistent.

“Excuse me.” You stood and nearly gave him a face full of your chest. You looked to Bucky’s girl as she listened to his incessant grumbles. “Where’s the restroom?”

“Just down there,” she pointed along the far side of the bar.

“I could show you,” Thor offered and you waved him off.

“I’m a big girl. I can handle it.”

“Yes, you are,” he purred and you backed up as his eyes grazed your hips.

You were all too eager to hide in the bathroom and closed yourself in a stall as you tried not to scream. You had dealt with perverts before. Often you were the butt of some joke. The wingman settled for the chubby girl so his pal could get laid. Those types thought you were desperate and had no qualms with getting handsy on the dance floor. But college was long ago and Birch wasn’t known for its nightlife.

After a moment, you were able to steady yourself and you left the stall. You stood by the grungy sink and stared at the mirror. Why you? Why was this idiot bugging you?

You went back out with reluctant steps. You passed a drunk man at the bar talking about some feat of machismo in his foregone youth. As you neared the table, you froze in the spot as you listened.

“...she’s fat anyway.” Steve snarled and laughed meanly.

His chortle was curtailed as a chair scraped on the floor and the baker girl cried out. Thor forced Steve to his feet but the front of his tee shirt. He pulled him past his girl and brought him close as he growled down at him through flaring nostrils.

“I like you, Rogers, but your mouth makes it real hard.” Thor sneered.

“What the fuck?” Steve struggled against him, “let me go.”

“I’m not sitting here shit-talking your woman, eh. You might have little respect for them, but I do.”

“Jesus Christ!” Steve was on tip-toes as he was held up by the other man.

“Apologize.” Thor demanded.

“Wha--”

“Dammit, Steve, say sorry.” Bucky snapped.

“S-sorry, dude.” Steve stuttered.

“Not to me,” Thor turned and to your surprise, he thrust Steve around to face you. “To her.”

You stared in shock as Steve straightened his shirt. He was like a petulant child as he looked you in the eye. “I’m sorry.”

“For…” Thor prodded.

“I’m sorry I called you fat.” Steve looked away.

“I…” you didn’t know what to do or say as you glanced past him to the other girls. “Well, I am so it’s fine.”

Thor shoved Steve back and his thick brows drew together. “Don’t listen to him,” he said. “I like a little extra.”

“Hey,” Bucky’s girl interrupted as she stood suddenly, “the table’s free. How about I get Wanda and we can play some doubles, just us girls.” She touched Bucky’s shoulders, “leave the men to their business.”

Thor’s shoulders fell and he shook his head. He grinned at you even as his disappointment shone through.

“Sure,” you answered as you stepped around him. “Sounds fun.”

💀

You focused on the felt. It didn’t help block out the blazing heat of Thor’s leer. You refused to look over at him and instead pretended to be enthralled with the game of solids and stripes. 

When you were a kid, you went to the youth centre and played with the rest of the kids desperate for a distraction. In uni, you enjoyed your plastic cups of cheap sambuca and coke at the campus bar and chalked up the cues. You were no expert but you could hit a good shot now and again. Your mother used to recount tales of her hustler father. Maybe it was his blood that kept your hand steady.

The other girls played as a pair as you handed off to Wanda. She wore the cut of the Birch’s club and her dark lipstick was the same shade as the leather. You saw her now and again with the men. She smoked her cigarettes out front and watched the town with indifference.

Wanda took her shot and clicked her tongue as she scratched. You shook your head as Steve’s girl scrunched her nose at the table. You were even; three stripes and three solids. She went around the far corner and awkwardly positioned herself over the side. She reached back to tug down her short skirt, she was clearly uncomfortable in the revealing outfit.

She sunk her mark but her next stopped short of the pocket. She shook her head and apologized to Steve’s girl who assured her with a pat on the shoulder. You took the cue from Wanda and walked around the table. You walked back and wondered if you could sink two in one. It was a possible angle but could you hit it?

You tilted your head and sighed. You bent and brought your foot back as you squinted and carefully positioned the cue. You couldn’t decide whether you should try to spin it to the right or hit it straight on. You knew the power you needed but you couldn’t afford to hit a stripe.

You almost tapped the cue ball as you felt a warmth over you and suddenly a hard torso was against your back. You went rigid as Thor bent over you and put his hands over your as he adjusted your aim. His hot breath wrapped around your neck.

“Almost, kitten,” he pushed his crotch against your ass.

You pulled the cue back so that it hit his ribs and he grunted as his hands fell to the edge of the table. You took the shot and pushed out of his grasp. His hand dragged over your ass as he stood straight and touched his side with a wince. 

“I got it.” You said as both balls rolled and dropped into opposite pockets.

He chuckled and bit his lip. It was almost a snarl as he watched you across the table and you sensed the bated breaths of the other women.

“I like a woman with a firm grip,” he winked, “And confidence.”

You looked back to the table as he loomed on the other side. You sunk the last solid and lined up for the eight ball. A straight, easy shot that even the most amateur could get. You ended the game and Wanda clapped as the other girls grumbled their congratulations.

“Best out of three?” Steve’s girl asked.

“I’m sorry to disappoint but I have to work early.” You leaned the cue on the table. “I showed up and now I’m done. It was fun, girls, but I’m gonna turn in.”

You smiled at each of them and your face fell as you passed them and went to grab your coat from the chair where it still hung. Thor was less than subtle as he followed you to the table and watched you zip up your coat over your chest. You slung your purse over your arm and pulled your hat on as you braced for the chill that awaited you.

“You shouldn’t walk alone.” Thor intoned.

“It’s a small town. I’m fine.” You spun away and again, he followed.

At the door, you turned back and crossed your arms. “Look, I can handle myself, buddy. Now leave me alone.”

“I’m just being nice.”

“You’re being a pest.”

“You love it.”

You huffed and closed your eyes to keep them from rolling back into your skull. You looked at him again and bit down on your words. “Do you ever give up?”

“On you, never.” He grinned.

“Well, be a good dog and stay.” You jabbed your finger in the air. “Stay!” You repeated as if he was a hyper dog. “Good.”

You quickly slipped through the door and booked it across the street. The door didn’t hit the frame but was instead caught as his boots scuffed out behind you. You peered back as you reached the other side and kept up your steady jog. He watched you but did not give chase.

“I’ll sniff you out one day, kitten,” he called out. “Pussy, pussy, pussy.”

#thor #dark thor #dark!thor #thor x reader #biker!thor #chubby!reader #fic #series #birch #biker au #biker!au #au #dark fic #dark!fic #mcu #marvel #steve rogers #bucky barnes #threequel #sequel

[artigooduwu]

I’ve seen a lack of fundy fics here so I made one

♡︎𝙵𝚄𝙽𝙳𝚈 𝚇 𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙳𝙴𝚁♡︎

Gender neutral and very soft.

Pretty soft stuff nothing special hope you like!

You and fundy have been together for a year now you moved in with him not to long ago though so you were getting used to the fact that all the clothes in the house aren’t yours and that your not always alone. So that’s how you’re here now one of fundy hoodies on and some comfy shorts that barley covered you. Fundy was talking to his friends so you having forgot he was home just started blasting music and of course he heard. He didn’t bother to stop you until you started singing the lyrics so loud his friends could hear.

“Furry boy tell the woman to quiet down!” Tommy said “I mean it’s her home as well so she can do what she wants” tubbo said. “It’s fine I don’t want a noise complaint anyway so I’ll be right back.” He took his headphones off and went downstairs to see you dancing and singing your heart out in HIS hoodie and god was he red.

“Umm Y/N…” he said just loud enough for you to hear him. You turned to see him and went red yourself “umm hey hun!” You said stoping the music and going over and hugging him. “I was just wanting to ask you to turn down the noise a little” he smiled holding you in his arms as if you were going to disappear as soon as he let go.

“Oh gosh sorry hun I forgot that you were with your friends!” He laughed a little and brought you out of the hug to give you a kiss on the forehead. “It’s ok love! If you want you can join us we’re about to practice for MCC and it would be great to have myself a cheat leader.” He said and of course you couldn’t dine the man.

As you came into your shared office space you sat at your pc right next to his and joined the discord call. “And hello my fellow humans!” You said as you joined the call. “Y/N YOU NEED TO LEAR TO SING” Tommy shouted at you as Wilbur scolded him. Fundy just took you into his chair and held you by your waist while you were in his legs. “Don’t judge my lovely partner!” He said to Tommy and Tommy being a himself just called him a furry.

“So what are y’all going to do after mcc?” You asked mostly zoned out looking at your furry. “Hmm nothing much really probably going to just make more dream smp stuff.” Said ranboo who was just there to play with his friends. You softly hummed an acknowledging reply. In all honesty singing and dancing earlier really wore you out so you just made yourself more comfortable on fundy legs and legs around his body and your head in his neck. He looked at you and decided since it hade been about 2 hours of practice it would be fine to leave.

Y’all said your goodbyes and went over to your bed. Fundy who was carrying you bridal style put you on the bed and covered you with the warm blankets. He wanted to hound you just he didn’t want to bother you until “can you lay with me please?” You asked very tiredly. “Of course I would love to” and with that y’all cuddled until you both fell asleep.

#fundy #fundy x reader #mcyt #mcyt x reader #mcyt x reader fluff #x reader fluff

[londonskies]

DON’T SAY THE S WORD!!

https://images.app.goo.gl/JKKNVtwZNGAVVwzB9

In which Corpse has a secret girlfriend and his insomnia is driving them both up the wall, putting precious Sykkuno in danger because he said the word “Sleep”. 

Hi! This is just a once in a blue moon, feel good, fluff fic cause I have commitment issues on my writing lol. 

Yes, my writing style is long winded, I’m really sorry, but I hope you enjoy it! 

credits to  u/balderdash_lee on reddit

Corpse had not slept for close to 50 hours by the time that they had started their latest month prior pre-planned plasmophobia session with Rae, Sykkunno and Toast, but it was like he was hyped up on sugar for the last hour or so and Y/n was really beginning to get worried. 

This was a tattletale sign of the huge crash her boyfriend was about to go through, and yet the stubborn man just would not step away from his computer.

She had tried everything, from luring him with pizza (to which he had snatched a few slices and had just retreated to his gaming room once more) to telling him that there was a fire in the kitchen (to which he replied was virtually impossible given how meticulous Y/n was in the kitchen) to faking an injury (which corpse called bullshit on without even looking at her).

It was getting really frustrating and she knew for a fact that the longer her boyfriend was going to wait this out, the worse he was going to feel.

And the worse he was going to act. 

He would never hurt anyone, ever. The man was the definition of a soft boi beyond his brain meltingly amazing voice. But when he was beyond bone dead tired like he was right now, he had the tendency to act mean, and the only person who had the capability of calming him down in the middle of the pandemic was Y/n, and she would have to hijack his stream. 

The stream that was filled with hundreds of thousands of people who didn’t even know that their precious Corpse was in a relationship with anyone. 

Would she have the chance to mute him before he went on his tired, angry, borderline crazy monologue? She would try, but probably not. 

Y/n had to bring out the big guns. 

Rae and Toast were pretty easy people to conspire with and were almost always down to do pranks and other shit that Y/n came up with, and always, always down to do whatever it took to get Corpse to take care of himself. 

Sykkuno though, bless him, the cutest, most clueless person Y/n had ever met. 

He was always very concerned for Corpse’s health but was the worst at going incognito. So Rae and Toast were the ones who used their code word (lights out) and had always been the ones who had the role of making sure Sykkuno knew what to do. 

“Aaaaaaaaaaanddd, lights out baby!” Rae screamed as she made her way past Sykkuno at the entrance of the house they were in at the moment, but Sykkuno, the precious little boy that he is, just watched Rae with a bewildered face, getting even more confused when Toast made his way past him as well, whispering “Lights out.” and moving back to the truck in the game. 

From inside, Corpse’s character was busy laughing at a joke he made about a picture in the wall and had not noticed the other two missing. He did notice though, when Sykkuno appeared near him to ask him what was up before convulsing and dropping to the floor. 

Corpse’s laugh was noticeably more manic now, getting a lot more high pitched and erratic. For a second, Sykkuno laughed with him, then when Corpse’s went on for too long, suddenly looked confused on his stream, turning to face the general vicinity he Corpse’s character was. 

So he spoke through their always open discord chat. “Uhh, Corpse? You okay there buddy?” 

The stubborn man just kept laughing, Y/n increasingly getting concerned as she watched all 4 player’s streams on different devices one room over. Rae and Toast were chatting about the pills in the truck, so as to not alarm Corpse of the lowkey distraction they were doing to finish the game easy (aka getting at least 3 of them killed), and then giving excuses to stop streaming and giving Y/n a chance to haul his ass to bed. 

Sykkuno on the other hand, was now (against all plans spoken about prior) continuing to talk to Corpse. 

“Corpse?” the timid man spoke once more, finally reaching the ever more manic Corpse. 

All of a sudden, an eerie silence fell around the two of them, settling for a few seconds before getting filled by a flat “Yea?” from Corpse. 

Y/n could almost hear the sentence that Sy would reply to that, and at that moment, she knew, they were fucked. 

With a quick “Fuckin shite” to both Rae and Toast’s chat, Y/n bounded over to Corpse’s office, hearing tail end of the question that was about to make Corpse’s brain go kaboom. 

“You sound tired man, maybe you should sleep for a bit?” 

She knew he only meant good. Sykkuno was just one of those guys that would never want to hurt anyone. She knew it, Corpse knew it, everyone knew it. 

But her secret boyfriend was sleep deprived and going batshit crazy because of it, and currently, his trigger word was the word Sleep.

Y/n would give poor Sy a viking funeral if she can’t stop this.

“I am not tire-” Corpse was pretty intimidating when he wanted to be, and I knew that that low voice of his would scare every single hitman in a 1000 mile radius when used in a booming, angry way. And the way his voice was escalating was sure to end in said booming, angry way.

Y/n sprinted into his recording room, only partially wincing at the horridly loud bang the door made when she wrenched it open to fling herself at her boyfriend. The world seemed to slow as she soared through the air, uncaring if she knocked things out of the way. 

Gotta make sure their baby Sy would never be at that end of Corpse’s fury. 

She partially landed on his lap, torso hanging off the side. It hurt as her ribs made contact on the armrest of his computer chair, but it stopped his tirade with a surprised “Ooof!” and knocked him away from his PC.

“Honey!! Don’t yell at Sy!” 

“Y/n???”

Oh shit. 

Of course Sykkuno had to yell out her name during a stream. She had bet Toast 200 dollars that Sy would be the one to drop her name, and it was high time she cashed in. 

Y/n fixed herself on Corpse’s lap, shoving his headphones off of him and forcing him into a hug. Of course he protested, but eventually relaxed in her grip, muttering about how his eyes and wrists hurt now but he promised to play with the OTV peeps and his insomnia hit him too hard these past few days. 

“Baby,” he whispered hoarsely, his grip tightening on her as well. It only took a moment for Y/n to realize that her boyfriend was shaking, trying not to fall apart. “It hurts.” 

She ran her fingers through his hair, putting a kiss on the top of his head as he relaxed even more. They had to move to a more comfortable space soon or else Corpse would fall asleep here and she would have to move him (which at 5 feet, is not very easy.) but he was relaxing and Y/n couldn’t make herself distract him from that. 

“I know babe, it’s okay. We’ll breathe through it. You can do it, I know you can.” Corpse would never fess up to crying, but the growing patch of tears on her sweater was evidence of the amount of pain that he was experiencing. 

His dedication was amazing, but a lot of the time he sacrificed his health for it. So as much as she didn’t want to hold him back, sometimes she really just had to step in and meddle to save him from himself.

They stayed like that for a while, Y/n occasionally having to coach him through his breathing, but overall, they were doing fine. 

Y/n smiled into his hair when he finally stopped shaking. “That’s it babe, you’re doing amazing.” she whispered, moving to get off his lap. She wasn’t the lightest person despite her shortness, her curves never letting her be skinny, so she was sure that her sitting on his lap was making his legs go numb. Corpse, on the other hand, only held on tighter, basically turning into a koala at this point. 

“Corpse, Honey, your legs are gonna go numb, babe.” she giggled. She tried to put him at arm’s length, but her apparently octopus boyfriend had planned to never let her go. 

“No.” he mumbled, pressing his face ever tighter into her sweater, making her giggle, in turn, making him smile. 

Eventually, he detached his face from her sweater and peeked up at his girlfriend, the visual of his tousled hair, pout, one sparkling eye and the other now only partially covered by his falling eyepatch, but both with smudged eyeliner and mirth, made her melt.  “Don’t go, please?” Y/n giggled at him. “I’m not gonna leave babe, I just gotta get off your lap before I make your legs undergo hypoxia.” 

“I’d let them cut off my legs if it meant having you here forever.” if she hadn’t already fallen in love with this man, she would say that this was the moment that she fell in love with him. But falling in love with him over and over again was probably something that she would never stop doing, even if Corpse ever decided to not love her back one day. 

They were jolted out of their happy little bubble when they heard a loud screech coming from his headphones making a sound more akin to blasting speakers than headphones, which had apparently fallen just beside them on the table instead of the floor like Y/n anticipated. “STOP YOUR LOVING AND GO TO SLEEP CORPSE!” Rae screeched, making the both of them laugh out loud, but one look at his screen stopped them at their tracks.

Corpse was miraculously still alive in game, Rae’s character moving back and forth in front of his. 

Rae… was streaming, right? 

Oh shit numero dos. 

One look at the chat showed that they had just outed themselves. The sappy couple making everyone watching go absolutely bonkers at the chat. 

“WHO IS THAT?” -ijustlovemakingsounds

“HONEY???? BABE?????” - corpseybae

“WHAT IS HAPPENING??” -randomuser

“IS CORPSE OKAY?” -ShinigamiEyes

“CORPSE??” -corpsekkuno28

“BABY?????” -honestlywtf

“HE’S SO SWEET OMGOMGOMGOMG!!!!!!!” -cutiepiecorpsey

“WAIT WAIT WAIT IS HE OKAY????” -omgilovehim

“WHO THE HECK??” -wifeyyyycorpse

Both parties were staring wide eyed at the screens. Even with slow mode on, the chat was going a hundred miles per hour and all they were seeing were screaming chats in all caps zooming up. 

For a second Y/n just kept staring quietly, and then the first giggle escaped her and soon, both of them were a giggling pile of sweaters and limbs on Corpse’s computer chair, not even trying to stop their antics. Rae screamed another “YOU’RE BOTH CUTE AND WE ALL KNOW IT STOP AND SLEEP!!” 

The laughter seemed endless. 

It was the sound of Y/n’s phone ringing from the other room that finally got her up from the warm confines of Corpse’s lap. But before she left, she was going to make sure that Corpse was not just going to continue streaming in her absence. 

“Sooo….” Y/n turned them over so that she was facing the screen and not him, talking directly into the mic as she scrambled for the headphones she had shoved off of his head. “Yes Corpse Husband has a Corpse wife and she’s now taking him back to their coffins because the hubby is a stubborn piece of shit and has not slept in more than 50 hours.” 

The casual information drop made the chat go even crazier, people now freaking out about her, trying to find out who she was, what she did, when and where they met, stuff like that. “I’ll see what I can do to answer your questions, you simps. But I gotta knock him out for now, and I promise you won’t be left hanging.” 

She felt him wrap his arms around her waist once more, feeling him press his face tightly against her back. “Baby,” he started to say, but Y/n cut him off with a few pats to wherever she could reach behind her.

“Sorry, but the jackass is now cut off from the mic and shall be cut off until he sleeps, so I shall be the one to say, good day to you sirs and madams, he shall see you on the next one! Bye!!!!” 

Then a pause, and a quietly frustrated “Hun, how do you turn it off??”

The chat was flooded with variations of “She’s so cute!!” and as tempted as he was to keep it going for a bit, he knew that it would upset and worry his adorable girlfriend to do so. 

So from his vantage point, he just mumbled a quick “Bye!” before cutting off stream. Normally, he would stay and read superchats and see how many new members he had gained, but this time, his tiny, but determined girlfriend was dead set on getting him to chill his ass out. 

And he let you.

He watched as you dragged him off to bed, tucking him in all the fluffy blankets you’d gotten for his comfort, smiled as you eagerly burrowed yourself under the fluff with him, sighed contentedly as your warmth surrounded him as you cuddled into him. 

He basked in your presence as he held you back just as tight, feeling you plant a kiss in his hair and smile as he relaxed ever more. From across the room, the mirror reflected the image of the two of you, touching the deepest recesses of the soul he would never claim to have. 

And as he drifted off, he watched as you glowed in the streaks of the fading afternoon sun, peeking through their heavy curtains, he thought:

What more was there to ask for? 

#corpse x reader #corpse husband #fluff #drabble #sleeping #corpse's insomnia #insomnia #fanfic #simp #SLEEP #Don't say the S word #corpse_husband #Y/N #amigops #plasmophobia #corpse needs sleep #corpse x y/n #secret girlfriend #streaming #corpse stream #tw cursing #Sykkuno in danger #code words #feel good #don't say sleep #corpse husband imagine #fanfiction #adorable #soft boi

[faithfulwarrior-og]

Raya being a flirtatious little shit at Officer Namaari, Pt. 2! (Here’s Pt. 1)

As requested originally by @isitbussinjanelle

Requests to continue by @taro-egg, @tigerlillyruiz, @chaiteahd, and @indianaclems

~

Sisu walks up to Raya getting her things together. “Wanna tell me why ‘excuses to be at a police station’ is on our PC search history?”

Raya freezes. “Uhhh I mean I think the answer is obvious…?”

Sisu face palms. “Raya, you cannot be serious.”

Raya turns to her. “Sisu, this is the woman of my dreams—”

“You spoke to her for maybe five minutes!”

“That’s long enough. I just want to try to actually ask her out okay? Is that so wrong?”

“No but it’s a little stalker-ish.”

Raya glares at her. “She’s a police officer. Police officers work at the police station. That is just common information—”

Sisu sighs. “Okay fine, well, if you’re going I wanna go too.” 

Raya pumps her fist. “Sweet. I needed a get-away driver anyway.”

Sisu “UM—”

~

Sisu lets her head fall onto the steering wheel. “I can’t believe I’m doing this.”

Raya pops a mint into her mouth. “No ditching me now!”

“Would you stop with the mints! You’re not gonna try to kiss her, are you??”

Raya shoots her a look. “Of course not! Unless…”

“Raya!”

“I’m kidding!! But I’ll hopefully be speaking to her and I don’t want bad breath.”

“That’s fair I guess. What’s your plan?

Raya rubs her hands together. “Okay. I have no clue when she works or if she’s even here right now, however, I need to draft a note that I can leave for her just in case.”

Sisu sighs. “Okay, well, do you have the note?”

“No not yet.”

“Raya, we’re in the parking lot of the police station!”

“I know, I know! I’ll write it quick but you gotta help me!”

“Fine, what do you have so far?

Raya starts writing. “‘Hey.. sexy…’”

“No.”

Raya looks at her. “What?? Why not??”

“Raya. You’re coming off as hella creepy.”

“Ok ok fine.” She pinches her lips together for a moment to think. “‘Hello.. beautiful..’”

“No.”

“Sisu!”

“Just give me that.” She snatches the pen and paper.

Raya huffs and slumps back into her chair.

“‘Dear Officer N’.. what did she say her name was again?”

“Namaari.”

“How do you spell it?”

“Uhhh I don’t know??”

“Ok I’m going with N-a-m-a-a-r-i.”

“Two a’s—?”

“Yes, shut up. Okay: ‘Dear Officer Namaari, I realize that I was rather forward to you the other day when you pulled me over…’”

“Hey!”

Sisu glares at her. “Are you gonna tell me I’m wrong…?”

Raya slumps again. “No.”

“Anyway, ‘I just wanted to thank you for not giving me a ticket, and I know this is a long shot but I am actually a decent human being, and I was wondering if you’d like to go out to eat sometime? If so, here’s my number: (XXX) XXX-XXXX. Sincerely, Raya Hart.’”

Raya huffs. “That was so formal I almost fell asleep.”

“Raya, you have to seem sincere if you want any chance of going out with her!”

“Yeah, yeah… I guess you’re right. Okay, let’s go in.”

“Girl, I am not going in, you’re going in.”

“Oh wow just leave me??”

“First off, you said I was the get-away driver, second, she’s your girlfriend!”

“Ok ok fine I’m going!”

“Good luck!

~

Raya takes a deep breath before walking confidently into the police station.

“Hello, how can I help you?” The man at the front desk offers.

“Hi! Actually, I was wondering if Officer Namaari is here today?”

The man’s eyebrows bob just slightly. “She is working today, but I believe she’s out on patrol.”

Raya rests her elbows on the counter. “Oh, okay. Do you think you could give this to her?” She holds out the note.

He takes it. “Of course! I’ll see that she gets it.”

She winks. “Thanks.”

“Hey Dennis, would you mind tak—”

Raya looks up at the officer striding into the room and freezes. The two look at each other for a moment, then Raya waves a little awkwardly at the women she had been hoping to see.

Namaari’s jaw tenses. “What are you doing here?” She turns to the man at the desk. “What is she doing here?”

“Um, I don’t…” Dennis begins.

Raya decides to help him out, her eyes never leaving Namaari. “I actually came to see you.”

Namaari sighs. “Ms. Hart—”

Raya lights up. “You remembered!”

Namaari looks at the ceiling. “How could I forget…”

“That’s sweet,” Raya says teasingly.

Dennis pushes his chair back. “Wait, is this that girl you were talking about, Fang?”

Namaari shoots him a death-glare.

Raya gives her a shit-eating grin. “Oh you were talking about me, were you…?”

Namaari walks up to the front desk. “Yes, Hart. You’re a rather unusual character to pull over.”

Raya switches to just leaning against one elbow. “I’ll take that as a compliment, dep la.”

Raya registers a snicker from Dennis, and barely contains her happiness at the flush she notices forming at the tips of Officer Namaari’s ears and neck.

“That means beautiful,” Dennis whispers at Namaari.

“I know what it means, Dennis.”

Raya picks up the note and steps into Namaari’s personal space. She watches the officer stiffen and scowl at her, but she does’t back down.

Raya knows she needs to say something before Namaari inevitably objects, “Actually, I just wanted to give you this.”

Raya reaches up and lifts the flap on Namaari’s breast pocket, which she noticed earlier was conveniently unbuttoned, and slips the note into it, careful not to touch her. She can’t help but smirk at Namaari who had clearly stopped breathing a while ago, and the way her jaw went slack at how brazen Raya is behaving.

“I hope to see you soon, Namaari,” Raya practically purrs after allowing her eyes to briefly wander over her features. Then she winks at her, and walks out without a backward glance.

~

“Do I need to go get you an AED, Chief?”

Namaari blinks and then frowns at Dennis.

He chuckles. “Well, what’s it say?”

Namaari pulls out the note and scans the contents with a quirking brow and amused huff. “She wants to go out to dinner.”

“I think she wants to eat a lot more than just dinner, personally—”

“Dennis, shut up!” Namaari quickly replaces the paper and walks out of the room.

“Namaari, you’ve gotta do it!” Dennis is following her.

“I don’t have to do anything.”

“Come on! You can’t turn that down! what’s the worst that could happen? She makes you blush again? Hahahah that was hilarious—”

Namaari stops and turns. Dennis almost runs into her. 

She goes to speak but he shrugs. “Look, just saying. Might be fun.”

“…I’ll think about it.”

Namaari shakes her head at Dennis’s laughter behind her as she walks away. “I knew you’d loosen up one of these days!”

#officer namaari #flirtatious raya #ratld #ratld au #raya and the last dragon #fic #ficlet #rayaari #rayamaari #raymaari #raya x namaari #raya and namaari #sisu

[miraculousandbts]

OT7 | Bosses Of A Kind

Summary: Two bitches at work target you, just because you’re close to the CEOs, who they were crushing on. Unfortunately for them, they didn’t know you.

Pairing: None

Genre: Fluff, Savage (?)

Word Count: 3.2k

Warnings: Light profanity (I should probably put that in my other posts too…). I guess that’s it.

You were hurriedly getting ready. Somehow managing to comb your hair and zip your pants at the same time, you hopped on your right foot while wearing a sock on your left one, fully knowing that there was a ninety percent chance you'd fall down. Heaving a sigh when you tripped but caught yourself before you fell, you did the same thing for your other foot.

You grabbed your shoes, hair tie, car keys, and office bag and ran to your car in just your socks. You saw your neighbour and a good friend shake her head at you, adorning an amused smile. She was used to your antics. You gave her a small smile in greeting and got in your car.

You started your car and tried to slip your feet into your semi-formal shoes. Finally stopping your car at a traffic light, you tied your hair. You bent down and put on the velcro on your shoes. Not wanting to wear heels, finding the men's office shoes too formal and sport shoes too casual, you had opted for some simple and stylish school shoes.

You weren't like most girls in your office, wearing tops or shirts with opened buttons showing cleavage, and pairing that with skirts and heels and wearing a lot of makeup and stylish hair. Some women did wear suits, but that looked like they were overdoing it. You simply wore a normal buttoned shirt with trousers with your hair always tied up. You also didn't wear any make up except some lip balm. And your friend f/n was just like you...as long as it came to outfits; she was more girly than you could imagine.

You finally reached your office, parking your car and being extremely careful to not hit another car. You took the thick file from the passenger seat and opened it, checking every document properly and mentally ticking off stuff from your list of things required for the meeting today.

You gathered the papers band put them back on the file. Taking your office bag and tucking your file beneath your armpit, you stepped out. You just stood there for a moment, relishing in the chirping of the birds and swishing of the trees with closed eyes and a serene smile, thankful that one of your bosses was just as much of a nature lover as you were. You opened your eyes when you heard a couple of snickers. Looking around, you saw the two girls known throughout the company for gossiping and crushing on the seven bosses, instead of doing the work they were given. You often wondered why they were still working when they never even submitted their work on time and always lacked behind. The only thing they were great in was spreading rumours.

As soon as they saw you looking their way, they looked away and tried to hide their laughing faces unsuccessfully. You just closed your car door and made your way towards them. Thinking you were coming for them, they moved to the side and nervously pretended that they were laughing at something they had been talking about. But all you did was enter the building, hurrying up a little when you checked your wrist watch and saw that the meeting was starting in half an hour.

You didn't care what they thought about you; you were going to do what you wanted to.

You dropped all your stuff on your desk, and took all the things required for the meeting to the conference room. Inside, you found seven men sitting there doing nothing. One had his head on the desk, sighing every now and then, clearly indicating he was bored. Three of them were talking about something you couldn't hear about.

One of them was being productive and was going through files, while the another was just sitting there staring into nothing. The last one was busy on his phone, and donned a set of headphones, looking out of place in the room.

They were your seven bosses, and none of their antics surprised you at all. Seokjin was the one chatting with Jimin and Hoseok. Namjoon was the responsible one going through the meeting files. Taehyung was the one getting bored. Yoongi was the one with the headphones, and Jungkook was the one staring into space. (Inspired by Jungshook.)

You cleared your throat, and everyone but Yoongi looked at you. Satisfied, you walked towards Namjoon and handed him the file. And nodded his head as a thank you and went back to proofreading the documents. When they saw that it was just you, they went back to doing what they were before. You made your way towards the cabinet and took out some other files. Sitting between Namjoon and Jungkook, you started doing your work.

*****

You plopped down on your very comfortable chair in front of your desk. That meeting was exhausting. At least the deal was finalised. You just laid there for a bit, closing your eyes. You would have definitely fallen asleep if someone didn't poke your stomach suddenly. You opened an eye and looked up in search for the culprit, fully knowing who was it.

As soon as you're eyes fell on her, she gave you a cheeky grin. "Hey, y/n!" She innocently cooed and fluttered her eyelashes. She was such a girl. A lot of times both of you wondered how you both were friends despite being polar opposites, but as they say opposites attract. This was just not that kind of attraction. You narrowed your eyes at her playfully. "F/n, you bitch!" You got up suddenly, taking her by surprise, and started poking her stomach. She squirmed and laughed, trying to get away from you. Thankfully, both of you had the brain enough to not be loud.

After finally calming down, you both sat down, her on your chair, and you on your desk. "How was the meeting?"

"Great. The deal's finalised. The idiots are happy. Which means that we may get to go home early today. You can thank me later." She squealed and hugged you. You smiled and returned the gestured. Then you both heard another one of your colleagues calling her. Giving you a small wave, she went towards him, asking about what happened. You tuned out and decided that you finally had energy enough to start working.

You switched on your PC, logging in. Just as you started typing, a voice was heard behind you. "Miss y/n." You could recognise that voice anywhere. You got up and turned around, mentally grumbling that you hadn't gotten even a little bit of work done the whole day. "Mr. Kim," you saw Seokjin. And then Namjoon came, "and Kim," you furrowed your eyebrows as Taehyung followed Namjoon and came in your line of vision, "and Kim?" You said the last Kim like you were asking a question.

All the three men looked amused and you raised an eyebrow. "What's going on?"

"Nothing, just wanted you to invite to a thank you lunch. Again." Namjoon seated himself on the edge of your desk, as Taehyung leaned against Seokjin. "And you needed to come here yourself to tell me that? And you brought not one more person, but two. Mind tellin' me what's actually going on?"

Taehyung and Namjoon smiled bashfully. "We were getting too happy and too bored." Taehyung explained. You raised an eyebrow, mentally noting you have been doing that a little too many times. "So what do you want me to do? Entertain you?" You leaned against the other end of your desk, opposite Namjoon. Seokjin sat down. "Yes."

"Shut up!" You laughed, the three men joining in. "Anyway, if there's a lunch, you have to— "

"Invite f/n too. We know. She's been told already. Chill." Seokjin interrupted you.

The four of you spent your entire afternoon until lunch break sitting there chatting about everything and anything. You saw some girls shoot you looks of jealously and hatred. But you only ignored them, not wanting to get into silly fights for no reason; it's not like you were crushing on either of the CEOs. And if you started using your mouth at those girls, they wouldn't stand a chance.

At last, the lunch break came, and all of you went to a nearby restaurant, well-liked in the area. Most of your colleagues often found themselves there, including you. You and f/n both noticed those two girls following you all, trying to be discreet but failing miserably. They were the ones laughing at you in the morning and the ones who were giving you glares just minutes ago.

F/n rolled her eyes in your direction, and you gave her a look which said 'what did you expect from them?' Reaching inside the big building, a mouth watering aroma hit you immediately, making your eyes go wide. You had been visiting this restaurant since you started your job three years ago, and yet, the food always had this effect on you. You looked at the seven men giving each other big smiles, hardly able to wait for the food. And none of you were even seated yet.

*****

You and f/n were both staring outside at the big beautiful trees and the shrubs decorating the bottom. Flowers were everywhere and they made you smile. Both of you had nothing to talk about right now and both of you were sick of the two girls being fake-asses and sticking to the boys like leeches. It was amusing to see the uncomfortable glances they sent each other and you at first, asking for help, but it got tiring when the girls just couldn't get a hint and leave you all alone in peace.

They had followed you and given a very stupid excuse to join your fun, naming our peaceful lunch as a company party and saying that they deserved to be one of the people having fun because they contributed so much to get the deal. Being the kind people the guys were, they allowed them to join, despite knowing that they didn't do any work. They weren't even given any work related to the deal in the first place.

"Oh, really?! That's great!" You heard a nasally voice pierce your peace of mind. F/n gave you a deadpan look and rolled her eyes, regretting coming here. You made a face and nodded back  at her, telling her you understood. The guys were not just your seniors, they were also good friends with both of you, and you were hoping to have a good time with your favourite people and favourite food.

Instead, all you got was a headache. And they guys wouldn't even let either of you leave, as you were sitting facing each other near the window. You saw them give one of the girls a stare. She was the one who said that whatever they were talking about was great. You raised an eyebrow at Jungkook, who was sitting right next to f/n.

"They've been giving positive reactions to everything we say. The last to last deal being cancelled is not great." He whispered, not even trying to be subtle. He wanted them gone and you knew it.

And then it finally happened. The other girl turned to you. "Y/n! Why have you been so quiet? And I can just tell by what you're wearing that you don't have a sense of fashion," she gave a stale glance to f/n, who was still lost in her own world, and continued, "You should come hang out with us, we'll give you fashion advice and help you do your make and hair every morning. It's time you let go of your trousers babe."

You had made a face of distaste as soon as she had started speaking. "I would rather be like this than hang out with people like you who laugh at others enjoying the serenity of nature and stick to their bosses like glue. At least I have some dignity." Your reply was very blunt and straightforward.

Both the girls became very flustered at your reply. You hadn't realised but when that girl was speaking f/n had suddenly directed her attention at her, and had listened to your whole answer. You heard her very obnoxious laugh when you stopped speaking, and that made you smirk. You could see the seven men trying to hold in their laughter, trying not to be rude.

"Seriously, it's lunch time, from angle does this look like a company party to you? None of the work concerning the deal was given to either of you, because the whole building knows what would have happened if you were allowed to even help a little bit. And about that," you pointed an accusing finger to her tightening her hold on Jimin's arm, "do you even know Chim's birthday? His favourite colour? Even his fucking personality?! Fuck, you don't even know why his nickname is Chim in the first place.

"I will never ever be hanging out with you. Give one more look to f/n and I'll have your throats. I'm not going to convert into some bitch like you. I sometimes wonder if you even use a bra with the amount of times you've opened your shirt buttons to show off your cleavage. Learn to get a hint, both of you. That, and get out of our faces." All this time, you never even raised your voice, but somehow attracted the attention of most of your peers around you anyway.

Both of them had been getting more and more nervous by the second hearing what you were saying. You opened your wallet and took out money enough to pay for everything you all had ordered. Slamming the notes down on the table, you attempted to get out, and this time, the guys let you. F/n followed suit, and you saw her give a proud smile in your direction. The girl holding Jimin's arm let go on her own, but Yoongi had to snatch his arm from her hold. The guys walked behind you too.

You were in full mood to have a stern talk with them. F/n knew what you were thinking and went to do her own work. You went straight to the boys' office, and they could do nothing but follow you. You seated yourself on the table, taking off your shoes, opening the collar button, and hitching up your pants a little. When they all came in and closed the door, you were comfortably seated on top of the big table with crossed legs.

"Before I start talking, what's wrong Hobi? The last I heard you talk was during the meeting." He had been looking worse for wear since after the meeting, and you had thought about asking him during lunch. "This idiot didn't sleep last night, and now he's exhausted." Seokjin hit the back of his head. "C'mon guys, there's not one CEO running this big ass company, there's seven of you. You need to start taking care of yourselves."

Hoseok rubbed his face and came towards you. Keeping his forehead on your shoulder, he sighed. You rubbed his hair. "I thought I'd regain my energy during lunch by having fun with you all, but now I have a headache because of those girls. I didn't even know they were working for us."

"Me too!" You whined and kept your head on his shoulder. You heard all of them chuckle.

"Well, I guess it's going home early for both of you." Hoseok slightly raised his head. You let yourself fall behind, knowing someone will catch you. "I love you, Joon!"

"Stop being over dramatic and get out." The person who was holding you said. You opened your eyes and found an upside down Taehyung. You gave him an award-winning smile. "Fire those idiots. They've been trying to mess up with me since the day I started." Suddenly, there was blanket of quiet around the room. You got up saw them all frowning. "Why didn't you tell us?" Jimin was the one to speak up.

"Uh...because I'm a grown woman and can handle them myself?" You gave him a 'are you dumb?' expression. Being the same age came with privileges. "I mean, I'm asking you to fire them for their safety. If I see them even look in my direction one more time, I swear to god, I will break all the 206 bones in their body, exchange the places of their lungs and intestines, and dispose them off into the next century!"

They all were looking at you with wide eyes. "I really really think you need sleep. That headache is messing with your brain." Seokjin gently pushed you off the table and guided you and Hoseok to the door. "Call me when you reach home, both of you."

You both nodded and went to your desk. Finding f/n there, you quickly explained the whole situation to her while collecting your stuff. She bid you both goodbye and went to do her work.

You dropped off Hoseok to his house and firmly told him to go to sleep, even making him promise to you. Half an hour later, you found yourself snuggling a pillow in your bed, already half asleep.

*****

It was your third day off. You had unexpectedly gotten sick, not that you cared. You still went to office the next day, but when Jungkook saw you drinking glucose instead of water the whole day, he dragged you to their office. When you told them that you had had a fever the whole day, they had guilt tripped you into taking some leaves.

You were in your kitchen, drinking a glass of water. The fever was still there, and that's why you didn't go to work. You were hating this; even in school, you had barely ever taken a day off if you got ill. Then the doorbell rang. Wondering who could it be, you opened it, only to find a big basket filled with your favourite foods. It had a cute little card attached to the handle, and you read it.

Get well soon!

- Kim Seokjin, Min Yoongi, Jung Hoseok, Kim Namjoon, Park Jimin, Kim Taehyung, Jeon Jungkook

You chuckled when you saw that all of them had signed their full names on the small card. You also found quick-to-make noodle soup in the basket.

You called Yoongi. Knowing he had the phone on speaker, you closed the door and said very loudly, "Thanks guys! I love you, you idiots!" Making a 'muah' sound, you hung up.

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[nothing-but-dreamy]

QUARANTINE

Pairing: FFXV!NYX ULRIC x MALE!READER

Words: 2.140

Warnings: fluff

A/N: @slowkib - here you go :) I hope you like it. Thanks for this request

A/N II: This is a loosely sequel to MESSAGES. So, if you wanna know how these two have met, you can catch up on it but it's not necessary :)

Synopsis: Yn got hit by a virus what means he and Nyx have to be quarantined. But Nyx finds a way to 'sweeten' the time for YN to recover quickly.

Nyx and YN were dating for a few months and so, YN’s sister was determined to meet the man who had stolen her brother’s heart like a thief with the promise to never give it back. She stayed over the weekend. Two whole days, all three had a lot of fun together. YN was happy to see how good Nyx and his sister got along and all too fast, the time was over again and YN’s sister had to go back home.

While Nyx cleaned up a few plates and glasses, he looked at YN who had a content smile on his lips even if he seemed to be a bit pale, “Your sister is nice. I like her.”

“I'm happy to hear that because she already loves you. She threatened me to treat you right or else she would ... Well… trust me, I wouldn't have a good life anymore.”, YN said and coughed softly.

Nyx blinked several times, staring at YN, disbelieving that his boyfriend, a skilled fighter and great soldier of the royal Kingsglaive, would be intimidated by his sister who was two heads shorter than he was, "You... She can threaten you? I mean, for real?", Nyx asked amused.

"Always had, always will. She might be younger and smaller than me but she can be a beast if she wants.", YN answered with a grin, remembering what kind of troublemaker she had been in their childhood.

"Good to know.", Nyx said grinning.

"Don't you dare to-", but YN stopped as a coughing attack prevented him from speaking further.

Concerned, Nyx laid his hand on YN’s shoulder, checking on him as he became even paler, "Are you alright?"

YN just waved with his hand, "Yeah, yeah", he said hoarsely, slapping against his chest, "I just choked on something.", he whispered.

But the next day, YN laid in bed, coughing violently and fighting with the full aftermath of the virus that held Insomnia in its iron grip for a few months. Obviously, without knowing it, YN's sister had been infected and now, he was the one with all the symptoms: fever, fatigue, muscle aches, headache, sore throat and nausea saying, the whole package.

While caring as best as he could for a suffering YN, Nyx did what the citizens were encouraged to do: he called a doctor, YN got tested and the result was clear: positive.

Nyx was tested negative but still, because they lived together, they had to be both quarantined for two weeks. As the next step, Nyx had to inform their Captain. Drautos wasn't pleased about the information that two of his men were out of service because of some ‘common cold’. As the Captain asked why they had to be both in quarantine, Nyx saw himself forced to tell the truth and revealed the relationship he had with YN. But, somehow, Nyx got the impression that the relationship itself wasn't the biggest problem rather the fact that the Captain had been completely unaware about it during the last months.

But because the Captain still wanted to have the upper hand like always, he sent Nyx and YN a big pile of documents and paperwork that got postponed because of the last battles. Nyx wasn't pleased about the boring 'office' work but as long as he and YN were quarantined, there was no way Nyx could say anything against it … or run away from it to fight a small, cozy fight against some demons which he would prefer more in this moment.

Luckily, YN recovered quickly and so, after one week, he was almost the old one. Almost. He was still a bit tired, was coughing and needed to rest but at least, he was fit enough to help Nyx a little bit with the paperwork. Especially, YN did it to prevent a raging war inside their apartment. While YN had been forced to stay in bed, he already had heard Nyx cursing while working.

First YN thought Nyx was just annoyed about the work itself but then, one afternoon as they sat together to work through the piles of documents, YN realized that Nyx wasn't just 'annoyed' rather, he was frustrated and even kinda aggressive.

"This stupid thing!", Nyx called out while pressing keys randomly on his PC.

YN raised his glance questioningly from his own PC and papers to look at the hero, who obviously got defeated by a bunch of wires and circuit pressed into a plastic case, "Everything's good over there?" he asked, grinning as Nyx slammed his whole hand on all keys he could find at the same time.

"Sure! Fuc- it works pretty wonderful!", he hissed through gritted teeth. Once again, Nyx pressed a bunch of keys he had no idea of their functions. As the PC finally just gave up and shutted down, Nyx leant back in his chair, pinching the bridge of his nose with closed eyes while sighing deeply, completely defeated.

YN tried his hardest to keep the grin out of his face but it wasn't working. Nyx heard the muffled sound of suppressed laughter and the moment he looked slowly up, his beloved boyfriend burst out with laughter. Even tears of joy were running down his cheeks.

Nyx gritted his teeth, "Good to see that you’re feeling better again. At least one of us has fun here.", he said annoyedly, standing up from the chair to look out of the window to become calmer again. It was cold, raining and all in all not the worst weather to be forced to stay inside.

YN felt guilty for laughing. He hurried over to Nyx and from behind, he snaked his arms around Nyx' waist, pressing a soft kiss on the outer rim of Nyx' ear, one of his weak spots, "Come on. Don't be like that. I didn't mean to laugh at you. It was just ... you fight against demons and whatsoever and then, you get defeated by a PC? Seriously?", YN chuckled.

Nyx scoffed, "I tell you, this thing has a will on its own. And it's mocking me. Besides, we're Glaives. We fight. We don't do 'paperwork'.", he said, quoting the Captain's words in a silly voice.

"So, what? You wanna disobey and ignore the Captain's order? Again?", YN asked amused, knowing how rebellious Nyx could be from time to time.

Nyx grinned, turning around in YN's arms and lying his own around his neck, glad that YN already had some color back in his face, "What shall he do? We're in quarantine. We're not allowed to leave this place or to invite someone in ... at all.", he said with a low voice.

YN raised an eyebrow, knowing this kind of mischievous glance already from the hero, "You have something in mind then?"

"Oh, yes. Indeed, I have.", Nyx nodded with a grin.

Ten minutes later, Nyx had collected everything he needed while YN just had watched him, sitting in an armchair. Nyx had prohibited him to do anything else than just waiting because even if YN felt better he was still stricken. On the other hand, Nyx wanted to have his idea as a small surprise. So, he collected all the pillows and blankets he could find and threw them into the living room which was quickly turned upside down. Nyx took some chairs, arranged them with the couch and had built something that represented a cozy fort. The couch was the fort's backrest. Chairs left and right were holding up the blankets while the carpet was covered with pillows and bed covers to make it even more comfy. As Nyx was done, he stepped next to YN, lying an arm around his shoulders, "What do you say?"

"That looks pretty perfect. You have done that before, don't you?", YN asked and looked up. There was already a melancholic smile on Nyx' lips.

"Yeah, I did this often with Selena. Mostly, when she was feeling sad or when she was sick. Then, I built one of these, stole some ice cream and cookies from the kitchen and then, we hid there the whole day. We were talking or watching TV until we fell asleep.", Nyx remembered, pulling YN closer to his side before he pressed a soft kiss on his boyfriend's crown while inhaling his scent to feed the painful memories with sweet new fuel to make them comfortable again.

YN enjoyed the affection with closed eyes, "So, you stole ice cream, huh?", he asked softly to light Nyx' mood up again. He was happy that it worked as he heard him chuckling.

"Well, stealing would mean no one knew about it. I'm sure our mother knew it. I mean, back then, as a kid, I felt pretty smart but now, I know that someone had to buy the things, so I'm sure she knew when we would build our little cave and prepared the sweets for us."

YN frowned. Everything was perfect except the fact that they had no sweets in the kitchen, "Shall we order-", but he got stopped as someone knocked at the door.

"Not necessary. I already took care of that, too.", Nyx said with a grin and went to the front door, opened it and came back with a paper bag full of stuff Crowe had brought after Nyx had texted her.

"What's that?", YN asked curiously, closing up on Nyx.

"Everything we need to get you back on track.", Nyx said grinning.

"But I'm already feeling better.", YN argued half-heartedly as he saw the colorful labels of the bag's contents.

"Yes, but 'better' is still not completely recovered. So, here, the ice cream will help you with your sore throat. Cookies are great in warm milk with honey to fight against the temperature of your fever. And the chocolate will just make you happy.", Nyx listed while pointing at the different items.

"And the gummi bears? Are they for my running nose?", YN asked chuckling, pulling out the bag of sweets.

Nyx snatched it out of YN's hand, "Oh, these are for me. At last, I need something to throw at you when you say stupid things again. Gummi bears for a running nose... never heard such a silly thing.", Nyx mumbled while rolling with his eyes and bringing the bag in the kitchen.

YN laughed, took his laptop and crawled into the pillow fort to get comfortable already while waiting for Nyx to come back.

Ten minutes later, Nyx appeared with a tablet which was laden with bowls full of ice cream, sweets and two mugs with warm milk. YN received the tablet, placing it in the middle. Nyx crawled next to YN's side before he closed the door made out of a blanket to enclose them with coziness. Pressing on a switch, a chain of light went on which was installed around the chair and illuminated the fort in a soft warm, romantically light. Nyx leant against the couch with his back, raised his arm to give YN the space to cuddle against him, using Nyx' upper body as a pillow.

YN was just about to start the movie he had picked out on Netflix as Nyx got a call on the headset he had still in his ear out of habit. Cursing under his breath, he answered the call, "Yeah? Hey, Captain. Yes, we're still in quarantine. One more week, that’s correct, Sir. Yes, he's feeling better but he's still not recovered completely. He still has to rest.", Nyx answered the Captain's questions. To underline Nyx' statement, YN coughed slightly.

Nyx had difficulties to keep the amusement out of his voice and nudged YN's side in revenge because the coughing was so badly acted, "What did you say, Sir? Oh, yeah, the paperwork. We're working on it. Yes, at this very moment, we're sitting in the living room and looking at the screen. Yes, Sir. Alright. Good da- huh, he hung up already.", Nyx said with a smirk, taking the headset out of his ear to lay it aside where he wouldn't notice it at all for the rest of the day.

"You lied to the Captain.", YN stated with a smirk.

Nyx looked him in the eyes while shaking his head, "No, I said the truth. We're in the living room, looking at some screen. The paperwork can wait. First, I want to make sure that you're fit again.", he breathed before he kissed YN softly, "And now, we should hurry with the ice cream or we will have just soup left."

"You could put some gummi bears into it to keep the consistency- hey!", YN called out as a gummi bear hit his hand.

"I warned you.", Nyx said grinning before YN cuddled back against Nyx' side, the best place in the world to recover from whatever virus there might ever be.

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[ggukkiedae]

Royals Reality Ep. 3

seri, miya, and hannah talk about a few behind the scenes stories while preparing for the release of Trouble

{legend: yoonmi seri hannah} {italics are english, bold is japanese}

this is the last episode of this, yeah

better make it fun then

that’s why we’re gonna be talking about behind the scenes stuff. speaking of, miya practically lived in her studio

no i did not!

please, your studio lights were always on

everytime mark or i called you, you were in there, too

okay, maybe i did camp in the studio a little, but only when i started production!

Yoonmi yawned while she pressed play on the track once again. She didn’t even notice the beeping of her lock or Jungkook entering her studio. Not until he physically turned her chair around to face him.

“You’re going home right now.”

“But I’m still working on this!”

“Look, Yoonmi.” His use of her actual name made her wake up more. He was serious. “You’ve been in here for three days working on five tracks at once. I know you’re talented, but you might burn yourself out at this rate.”

“Three days?”

She didn’t realize she had been there for that long. So that’s why it feels like different members came in to drop her eight meals in a day. It’s been three days. She completely lost track of time.

“Three days,” he nodded, “which we usually wouldn’t have let you do, but we know your deadlines. For now, though, it’s time to rest. We’ve got to film for the disney holiday sing along in two days. I’m sure you want to look well-rested by then.”

She bit back a yawn, “But, I’m not done touching up the songs.”

Jungkook walked over to her setup. She just watched while he saved her progress and shut her pc. She could barely focus on how Jungkook was folding her blanket and putting everything back in place because, now that she wasn’t facing her screen, she felt immensely sleepy.

“Time to go, Mimi.”

She only hummed in response and stood up before stumbling a little. Thankfully Jungkook caught her before she could actually trip. She let him pick her up and settled her head on his shoulder just noticing one detail as her eyes began to close.

“You’re shirt has a teal stripe.”

“That’s your backpack.”

“Oh. I guess that makes sense since…” She fell asleep before she could finish what she was saying.

jungkook oppa is pretty sweet

yeah, i guess so

you guess so? if that were me and gyu, he probably would have dragged me by my feet

the girls laughed at seri’s point. seri just made a pointed look towards the camera as if trying to prove it was true. yoonmi laughed as she popped a piece of chicken in her mouth

oh, you know beomgyu would do the same for you. like how donghyuckie oppa would do the same for hannah unnie

she has a point

… okay, yeah, he would

speaking of beomgyu, how was filming those party cuts with him?

honestly, a lot more fun than i expected

“Look at her go. That’s my best friend!”

Seri laughed as she walked back to monitor what she just took. Beomgyu came over and bumped her shoulder with his.

“You’ve got high tension today,” she noted while looking him up and down, “and you look good.”

“Thanks to Hannah sunbae,” he laughed. “I get to be in your music video! Of course I’m excited!”

She was about to say something about him possibly joining a girl group when the clip started playing. She turned towards the monitor and watched what she did. She looked tipsy but also quite tempting, which she enjoyed. Beomgyu gave a low whistle.

“Well then,” he began, “this brings me back to monthly evaluations.”

“We should really do a remake of one of those and post it.”

“Not while Bighit says we’ve got to keep the cute innocent image as TXT.”

An idea crossed her mind when he said that. She grinned, which made Beomgyu raise his eyebrow at her.

“This isn’t TXT,” she grinned, “and you’re here as an actor, not as an idol. So…”

“Looks like we’re doing some club dancing.” Beomgyu laughed in realization at Seri’s implications.

They hadn’t done anything close to that since they were trainees, so Seri pulled up a few videos of their old evaluation practices from her phone. She even searched up a fancam of Hannah and Haechan during Baby Don’t Like It.

“You know,” Beomgyu began a few minutes later as they settled on set, hands on Seri’s hips, “Yeonjun hyung is gonna murder me.”

“I’ll make sure you get buried under a tomato field.”

“Yah!”

They were cut off by the director calling for standby. She laughed before putting on her mv persona.

“Action!”

i still find it amusing how you used me as research. anyone want this maple syrup and bacon flavored chicken?

yoonmi immediately raised her hand, enjoying the sweetness of the chicken. hannah placed a bunch on yoonmi’s plate, which the younger clapped excitedly at. seri reached over and took some from the box

you should have seen yeonjun oppa when we finished filming the reaction video. he had gyu in a headlock

poor gyu

how about you, unnie? anything interesting happen while preparing?

i’m not too sure. aside from constantly going to your company, i don’t think there’s much

yoonmi looked up from her chicken and poked hannah with her foot. seri raised an eyebrow at the actions while hannah lightly pinched yoonmi’s leg in retaliation

how about the time hyuckie oppa tried to to get you to show him a spoiler?

oh god

“We can finish it off like this.”

“You’re a genius, Roo-chan.”

Hannah quickly went over the short sequence of choreography again, adding Shotaro’s modification at the end. She grinned when it transitioned smoothly into the next part. The mini celebration they did almost distracted her from the door cracking open just the slightest bit. Almost.

“Duckie, I know you’re there.”

Shotaro looked at her confusedly while she just gestured to the doors. The doors were slightly ajar, which shouldn’t be possible due to how heavy it was. This meant that someone was on the other side.

She could hear the little scuffle going on outside the door. If she was right, not only was it Donghyuck on the other side of the door, but someone else. Someone stopping him from entering, perhaps?

It was when she swung the door open when Donghyuck was able to run past the person and engulf her in a hug.

“Haeeun-ah,” he drew out her name, “Jaemin wouldn’t let me go inside to watch you and Shotaro practice!”

She exchanged a glance with Jaemin, who just shrugged at her while walking over to Shotaro. “I tried to stop him.”

She laughed a little and patted Donghyuck’s shoulder, signalling for him to let go. “Because you can’t, Duckie. I want to make it a surprise, remember?”

“And Jaemin gets to see?”

“I raised her well,” Jaemin called from the side, eliciting a laugh from Shotaro, “Isn’t that right, Shotaro?”

“Right!”

Donghyuck huffed and tightened his grip around Hannah. “I’m not leaving. Not until I get to see at least some stuff.”

“You saw our MAMA performance, didn’t you?”

“But that was something everyone saw! I’m special.”

She snorted and pulled Donghyuck’s arms off of her. After nearly eight years of knowing him, she had already gotten used to his clingy somewhat more childish side. Though he more often shared that side to the other members because he liked to baby her or just act older than her, it was a side that she got familiar with as well.

“How about this? I keep it as a surprise, but you come over to my place later. I’ll make that stew that you like.”

Donghyuck raised an eyebrow at her. “Is this bribery?”

“Think of it as a trade-off instead.”

“... Fine.”

the three girls were laughing at how easily donghyuck was appeased. hannah simply chuckled while seemingly pulling out a wine bottle and three wine glasses out of nowhere. yoonmi and seri had to do a double take

wait, what

when did that get there?

it’s been in a cooler under the couch the whole time. get over here so i can pour you guys some wine and we can toast

the two younger girls moved closer to hannah and patiently waited as the eldest poured them wine. hannah and yoonmi immediately turned to seri, whose eyes widened

why are you guys looking at me?

as our leader, you should do the toast

oh, um, well, at this point, we’ve probably already had our showcase, so i just want to say, we’ve worked hard for this, and i’m sure a lot of people will enjoy seeing this new side to us. good job to the three of us for being hands on during the whole process, and good luck to current us for the preparations for troublemaker

the three girls all toasted to that and took sips of their wine with smiles on their faces. the screen fades to black, and the bottom of the screen says “until next time”

#royalsreality #trouble.era

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Chapter Four - Worries

Henry Cavill x Named OC

Chapter Four of Blood Bound

Summary: Nina’s figuring out she cares a lot more about Henry than she first realized and maybe, just maybe, Henry likes her too.

Word Count: 6k

Warnings: mentions of blood, blood drinking, wrist biting/wounds, SMUT, female masturbation, swearing.

A/N: I got this chapter done so fast yay! don’t expect that to become normal though. And as always thank you to @hellcaster901​ for always reading my workt before I post it. Enjoy! :) 

I flung myself on to my bed, ready to go sleep. Staying out at the party so late last night and getting up early today to talk to Irene had caught up to me. Well, it caught up to me when I took a three-hour nap at noon, but now I was ready to sleep for the night. I got under my covers and plugged my phone in. I set it down in my bedside table only to pick up again as it began ringing. I almost rolled my eyes until I saw Henry’s name on the screen.

“Hello?”

“Nina, hi.” His voice was low and sweet in my ear. “Did I wake you up?”

“No, I’m awake.” I laid on my back and my head sunk in my pillow. “What’s up?”

“I just wanted to call you. You forgot to come see me before you left the party last night.

“Oh my god, I did! I’m sorry!” Kari had gotten me distracted with more dancing and shots. I spaced going to see Henry completely. I didn’t usually have someone to say goodbye to after things like that.

“It’s okay. As long as you got home okay.” He sighed. “Did you enjoy yourself? Your friends seemed to be dragging you everywhere.” I laughed.

“Yeah, I did. I only just met most of them that night, but they were very welcoming.”

“Good, I’m glad you’re making friends.” I smiled. “I’m just very thankful that you decided to move. It means the world to me.”

“I’m happy I moved. I really love it here.” I rolled over on my side. “Thanks for picking me.” I mumbled the last part, but he heard me. There was a pause and I wish I could see what his face was doing.

““What are you doing?” He finally asked.

“Laying in bed. What are you doing?”

“On the couch with Kal.” I smiled.

“Aw, I still want to meet him.” Henry chuckled.

“Yeah, you’ll have to come over sometime.” I bit my lip, I liked that idea.

“I’d love to. And if you ever need someone to dog sit, I’m here.” I laughed.

“Maybe you should get a pet. I don’t like the idea of you alone in the apartment all the time.”

“Oh I’m fine.” The idea of getting a pet sounded nice though. He huffed and I imagined him shaking his head. “When do you start filming?”

“Next week, I probably won’t be around as often.”

“Yeah I figured.” I tried to hide the disappointment in my voice. Not that I didn’t want him to go film, I just wish I could see him as much I was seeing him now.

“Good thing it’s in London now though. I won’t be too far away.” I grinned into the receiver.

“Good. I wouldn’t want you to go too long without blood.” I was somewhat used to the feeding. The feelings I got were still just as intense, even though I thought they’d get easier to handle. It was almost worse now, and I think it was because my fan girl crush on Henry was becoming genuine feelings for him. He still only took from my wrist, and I couldn’t start imagining it or else I’d have to hang up on Henry completely.

“Ah don’t worry about me.” He cleared his throat. “Do you want to come to a coffee shop with me tomorrow? I usually go to play computer games or read scripts, but you’re more than welcome to join me.”

“I would love to! I just started a new book actually. I could read with you.” My cheeks hurt from grinning.

“Alright sounds like a plan.” We started talking about books, then his new game, and whatever else we wanted. I woke up with my phone pressed into my cheek and the call ended. I must’ve fell asleep while listening to Henry.

 I flipped the page in my book as Henry got us coffee. This was the first time I had seen him since the party. While I loved the suit he wore then, I loved how he looked when he wasn’t trying too hard even more. He was wearing a hat today, covering a lot of his face when we were outside. I was excited to see him for the coffee date. Well not date, even if I pretended it was sometimes. I sighed looking up at him, he faced the counter and I traced the outline of his back with my eyes. Ever since the party I had been thinking of Henry a lot more. I stared back at the page. I wanted to dance with him again.

“Got it.” He was back, sitting in his chair across from me. He handed me some hot tea. It was finally starting to get cold out and I was probably going to go get Halloween decorations after this.

“Thank you.” He smiled, opening his laptop. “What are you gonna play?” I leaned forward against the table.

“That game I was telling you about.” He was a total dork when it came to PC gaming and I loved it. “I’m still stuck on the same level though.”

“I’m sure you’re doing better than I would.” We laughed as his laptop started up.

“How’s the book?” I looked down at the third page I had read since starting it.

“Good so far.” He nodded.

“Haven’t gotten very far I see.” He was looking at me over his laptop screen. I shrugged.

“That’s what today’s for right?” He nodded and looked back down at his laptop smiling and I went to my book. When his headset was on and his full focus was on the game, I looked back up at him. His brow was furrowed as he concentrated, a slight frown on his lips. I heard the clicking of keys as he squinted at the screen. I grinned back down at my book.

“Nina,” I looked up from the book. I was a few chapters in now. “You read fast.” He chuckled. His headset was around his neck.

“How long have we been here?” I laughed, stretching from my position.

“Only an hour or so. I got you some more tea.” I looked down and two fresh cups were on the table.

“Oh, thank you, I didn’t even notice.” I shook my head. “Have I been ignoring you this whole time?”

“No, I’ve been focused on my game.” He leaned on his elbows. “How’s the book?”

“Really good.” I leaned in on the table. “I told you last night it was about a witch, right?” He nodded. “Well, she pulls out this book that has been missing for centuries, and all the other witches and creatures around her notice, but only she can take it from the library. And it’s-“ I bit my tongue. I was rambling. “I don’t even know if I’m making sense.”            “No, keep going. It’s cute. You’re just excited, that’s all.” My cheeks warmed up. “I want to hear more.”

“The book it’s basically a book of life, but for witches and daemons…” Henry let me talk for a while. He always knew when to ask questions and the best questions to ask. It kept me going for at least an hour. I only stopped when his phone rang. He huffed and rolled his eyes.

“Hold that thought, dear.” He picked it up and I checked my phone for a bit. Ignoring the warmth in my cheeks from the nickname. “Hello? Uh, yeah sure I can. Sure.” I eavesdropped as he spoke. “Alright, thank you.” He hung up and sighed. “So the training for this afternoon can start early, and,” I laughed, he kept his features neutral, his eyes were bright and excited.

“Go! You don’t have to stay. You’re too excited for me to make you stay.” He relaxed, smiling at me.

“Thank you.” I shook my head. “I’m getting you home at least.” He started putting away his things. We got everything together and stood.

“If you wanna go straight there, don’t let me stop you.”

“Nope, I’m taking you home.” I just chuckled and he led me out the door to his car. I wanted to stay and talk with him for hours, but he was so excited to train. He was adorable and so passionate about his work. He opened the door for me, and I got in, buckling up. He got in the driver’s seat and started the engine.

“The wrong side of the road still weirds me out.” He laughed, pulling out of the parking lot. The ride was shorter than I wanted, before I knew it I was walking down my hallway with Henry. He insisted on walking me all the way to my door.

“You’re always such a gentleman.” I held my book in both my hands in front of me.

“I try to be. I’m glad you think so.” His arm brushed mine and my door was only one apartment away. “Thanks for coming with me, and I’m sorry for leaving so suddenly.”

“Don’t be sorry and thanks for inviting me to come.” We stopped at my door and I sighed as I got my keys out. “If, um,” I cleared my suddenly dry throat. “If you ever want company while you’re gaming or whatever. You can always ask me, or come over, if you want.” I jumbled my keys, somehow not finding the right one.

“I’ll have to take you up on that.” I finally found it and pushed it in the lock. I opened up the door but stood, Henry face to face with me. “I’m not sure when I’ll see you next, filming starts in a few days.” He scratched the back of his neck.

“Just call me when you can? And don’t go too long without taking any blood.” I smiled up at him and he smiled at me. Then he gave me a quick hug, I was so surprised, I barely had a chance to hug back. It didn’t last very long.

“Thank you so much, Nina.” He kissed my cheek as he let go and walked off. “See you soon!” He called.

“Bye, Henry.” I walked into my place, cheeks on fire. His big arms made for a really nice hug, even if it didn’t last. I felt myself grinning. I don’t remember doing that. I ran a hand over my face and plopped on the couch. I hadn’t felt this giddy since the last time I went on an actual date. I laid down on the couch completely. I lifted my arm and noticed what was left of the bite marks he had left after the last time I saw him. I sat back up. He didn’t feed today. Most times we spent time together, he fed. This was the first time he hadn’t since I moved. I texted him.

You didn’t feed today.

He didn’t text back for a few minutes. I set up Netflix as I waited, I had nothing better to do.

           It’s okay, I didn’t need to. I just wanted to see you.

My heart fluttered, and I held my phone to my chest. He’s making this easier to call that a date. I flopped back down on the couch and giggled like a kid. After getting over the giggles I replied and turned on a show. I needed to calm down before I got my hopes up too much.

  I put another handful of popcorn in my mouth as The Mandalorian walked along the screen with Baby Yoda in tow. I had finally gotten around to starting this and I hadn’t stopped. It was dark outside now and I was halfway through the show already. I moved to get my feet under the blanket, then nearly jumped out of my skin when two knocks came at my door. I picked up the remote to pause it, and threw my blanket off.

           “Nina? It’s me.” I sighed, relieved to hear Henry’s voice. I turned a lamp on and squinted in the light.

           “Coming.” I muttered, getting off the couch. I walked quickly to the door and opened it. I must’ve looked like a hobo in an old t-shirt and shorts. I chewed on my lip.

           “I don’t think you got my text.” He smirked, looking good in a tank and sweats.

           “No, I haven’t even looked at my phone in-“ I counted the episodes in my head. “Three or four hours?” I shrugged.

           “Well, I asked if I could come over, I wanted some company.” I smiled, then heard a jingle of metal. “Plus I brought someone for you to meet.” I opened the door a little wider and saw Kal sitting nicely beside Henry.

           “Oh my god.” I bent over and scratched his head. “Hi buddy. It’s so nice to meet you.” I pushed the door open, letting them in. “I’ve been binging all evening, that’s why I didn’t get your text.” I ran a hand through my tangled hair. I shut the door and Henry let Kal off his leash. He circled my legs, looking for more snuggles.

           “What are you watching?” He looked over at the screen. “The Mandalorian, what episode are you on?” As I stroked Kal’s back, I looked up at Henry.

           “Have you already seen it?” He nodded.

           “Yes! You haven’t?” I laughed. “Do you mind if I join you?” I shook my head grinning.

           “As long as Kal sits next to me on the couch.”

I don’t know how we got so close. Between sharing popcorn and Kal being a bit too big for all three of us to fit properly, my body had gotten pressed to Henry’s, he didn’t notice or mind. In fact he would put his hand on my thigh whenever he reached for the remote or more popcorn. He’d never leave his hand there for very long, but the touch was imprinted in my skin now. I was very aware of his hard bicep pressed into mine. Kal’s head was on my lap and he was a heater, or at least I think that’s why I felt so warm. I snuck a glance at him as credits rolled on the last episode. He was looking down at me.

           “What did you think?” He asked.

           “I loved it. I should’ve watched it sooner.” He chuckled.

           “Kal, get down,” Henry pointed to the floor and the dog moved. “You looked smushed in between us.” I relaxed, letting my body lean the other way, but not completely. Our thighs still touched. “I should let you get to bed, but if you don’t mind I’d like to feed before I go. If you don’t mind?” I shook my head, pulling my wrist out of the blanket. “Use your words, love.” I felt my legs quiver.

           “It’s fine. It’ll probably put me to sleep faster.” I smiled, trying to focus. It was still hot, even after Kal left my lap.

           “True,” He grabbed my wrist and my skin tingled. I had my other hand still under the blanket and it gripped the hem of my t-shirt when his lips met my wrist. I sucked in a breath and as I exhaled he pierced the skin. It didn’t sting so much anymore, it went straight to the tingles, the warmth. It washed over me and I felt my pussy throb with it. I gritted my teeth. God, what is wrong with me? I took a shaky breath, trying to suppress the moan in my throat. As he stopped I felt his tongue swipe over the marks. “Are you okay?” The tingles were fading fast, but my panties felt damp and I still felt hot.

           “Yeah, I’m alright.”

           “I’ll get you a bandaid.” I tried to calm down as he got up, but I couldn’t help but rub my thighs together for the feeling. He came back and placed the thing on me.

           “Thanks,” I smiled up at him.

           “No, thank you.” He kissed my cheek. “Kal and I will get out of your hair.” I scratched the pups head as Henry clicked his leash back on. I turned the TV off and followed him to the door.

           “I’ll see you next time?”

           “I’ll call you,” I nodded. “Good night.”

           “Goodnight.” I shut the door and locked it. I walked quickly to my bedroom, trying to not make to much noise since Henry’s got super hearing. I waited until I couldn’t hear footsteps in the hall and then threw my shirt off. I climbed into bed, the sheets cool on my flushed skin. “Fuck,” I mumbled. I couldn’t wait any longer and I slid my hand into my panties. I moaned as my fingers found my clit. I shut my eyes and my toes curled. I wanted it to be his fingers, not mine. I moaned again at the thought of his hands. I slid one down my slit and whined. I let it slid inside me and I arched my back. I started pumping it in and out, my breaths becoming shorter. I felt something inside begin to coil and my legs spread. I went deeper and I cried out. “Henry, please,” I gasped, his name pushed me off the edge and I came. I stilled and it pulsed through my body like electricity. I thought of Henry watching over me as I fall apart like this and I shivered.

           I woke up the next morning, way too early and very unsatisfied. While that was better than any porn I’ve tried in a while, this morning had me wishing it was really him. I pulled the covers up over my head and groaned. I didn’t want to do anything today. Suddenly my alarm rang and I groaned. Why the hell did I have an alarm set? I picked my phone up and shut the blaring thing off. I saw a text from Abbey.

We still on for lunch?

I ran a hand down my face. I forgot I told Abbey I’d come to lunch with her and James. Before Kari had left the party she had gotten our numbers exchanged. I sighed and got up, rubbing my tired eyes. At least I’ll be hanging out with someone other than Henry for once.

Yes we are! I’m getting ready now.

I replied to Abbey and got out of bed. I took a long hot shower and got dressed. I went out to the kitchen and got the kettle on for tea and noticed something on my counter. I walked over to it. It was Henry’s water bottle. He wasn’t usually one to forget things. I shrugged and picked it up. It was empty so I washed it in the sink with the rest of my dishes. After that the kettle whistled and I made my tea. When I finished it was about time to go so I got my things and left.

“Hi, Nina!” Abbey smiled at me as I sat down at the table. We were in a cute little café, James had picked it and he wasn’t here yet.

“Hi, Abbey, how are you?”

“I’m good, just the same old thing. How are you?”

“I’m alright.” Majorly frustrated about some things, but alright was a good word. “I stayed up too late last night.” I hope my dark circles had lightened up a little. I was too lazy to wear any makeup.

“Did you?” She leaned in closer to me. “Was Henry there?” My hand flattened against the table.

“Yeah, for little while. We watched a show all night.” I pursed my lips, calm down, she’s just asking you about your night.

“Did you watch it? Or did you just watch Henry?” James sat down next to me laughing.

“Shut up James she’s shy.” Abbey swatted at his shoulder.

“What? It’s fine. You and me both have slept with clients.” He patted my shoulder. “Don’t be shy, your stuck with us now.”

“We actually watched the show, just so everyone is aware.” I laughed with them.

“I don’t know how you hold back from that man.” Abbey shook her head grabbing her menu.

“Neither do I,” I mumbled, looking at my own menu. Before they could ask anymore questions the waitress came and we ordered. James started telling us about a party a donor took him too the other night and once again I was shocked to hear how much they’ve done and seen as donors. I wanted to write it down so I’d remember.

“Yes! He definitely was there.”

“No, Prince Harry was not at that party.” Abbey stared at James.

“It totally could’ve been him.” James held his hands up. “I won’t say I know for sure it was him, but it definitely looked like it.” I shook my head taking a sip of my drink. As I set it down I heard the click of heels coming toward us. I set my glass down and saw Lila, her hair up today, looking infuriately good in just jeans and a shirt. I wish I had put a little concealer under my eyes now. She smiled at us, but it looked like more of a smirk to me.

“Hi, guys. I saw you from the window and wanted to hello.” She said. I took a deep breath. Maybe she’s not that bad. I’ve only spoken to her once. “How is everyone?”

“We’re good, Lila.” James smiled. “Probably about to eat pretty soon.” Our food was due to come out. “How are you?” Her stupid brow cocked up.

“Well I’m great, I’m on my way to the company to make some requests.”

“Switching clients again?” Abbey had her arms crossed as she looked at Lila.

“Maybe,” Lila directed her gaze at me. “How’s your client, Nina?” I looked up at her, clearing my throat.

“He’s good. Filming for a little while.” I forced a fake smile. Why the fuck does she care?

“Not taking you along?” She pushed out her lips a little and faked a pout.

“He didn’t need to, be spent the night with her last night.” Abbey blurted; my eyes widened at her. I almost kicked her under the table, but the look on Lila’s face made slight embarrassment worth it. She stood up straight, a frown dragging the corners of her lips down.

“Yeah he did. It was a nice movie night.” My smile wasn’t fake anymore as I looked at her.

“Sounds fun.” Her face went back to a smirk. “Don’t get too comfortable with that though.”

“What do you mean?” I furrowed my brows.

“With filming and all.” She flicked her hair back. “Well, I should head off and let you eat.”

“Bye bye Lila.” James waves as she walked off. “God what the hell?”

“Nina,” Abbey leaned across the table towards me. “Do you remember if Henry’s profile said he liked multiple donors?” I leaned back.

“No, I don’t think so.” I tried thinking back to his profile. I hadn’t looked at it since I was back in LA. I had a copy of it at the Positive building.

“Well, I’m pretty sure Lila’s going to send out her profile again.” I rubbed my temple.

“What does that mean?”

“That Henry could get her file sent to him directly.” I swallowed. I didn’t like the idea of sharing Henry. I got jealous thinking about her and her stupidly gorgeous face and body. “He might want a second donor.” I took a deep breath.

“I mean it’s his choice.” I looked at the vase of flowers in the center of the table. “I can’t tell him not to.”

“Well you could, if you’re not comfortable with it.” And risk Henry dropping me altogether? No thank you.

“I don’t know. It’s seems wrong, if he wanted to. We still don’t know if he does or not. Maybe he won’t even look at her profile.” I was telling myself more than them.

“He seems like a loyal guy.” James patted my arm. “I’m sure you’re right.” He grinned at me and then the food got here. The conversation shifted from Henry, but I had him in the back of my mind. We finished lunch, and James and Abbey went off to go shopping. I just wanted to go home. Feeling more tired now that I had the idea of Henry taking another donor in my head. I went straight home and sat at the island. I rested my forehead on the cool counter. Trying to force myself to stop being so anxious. I took a deep breath and got back up. I had to do something today. I knew I wouldn’t get to see Henry anytime soon, and I wanted my mind to shut up about him.

The next time I did see him was the next week. I did errands, even got to hang out with Abbey again, but the entire time Henry kept nagging at my brain. It didn’t help that his texts and calls got less frequent as he filmed. At least now I was at his studio, being jostled around in a golf cart as Penny drove. He needed to feed today.

“His trailer’s over here. The scene he’s shooting now is running behind so he won’t be in there yet, but he should be on his way soon.” Penny looked ahead as she spoke.

“Thanks Penny.” Since Henry couldn’t leave, Penny came and picked me up from my place. When we made it through the studio gates, we had to switch to a golf cart to get around. “Thanks for picking me up.”

“Of course, hon.” She smiled and slowed down in front of a trailer. “Go on inside. I have some errands to run. Henry will be there soon.” I nodded and got out, walking up the steps to the trailer. “Call me if you need anything!” Penny does away in the cart, and I opened the door. I heard a big bark and I grinned.

“Kal!” I shut the door behind me so I wouldn’t get knocked out of the trailer. “Hi cutie.” I just sat down on the floor to have better access to him. He just flopped on the floor for belly rubs. “Aw, what a good boy.” I loved on him for a little bit and stood back up, setting my bag down. Henry’s trailer was basically a fancy camper. There was a small couch and tv, a little kitchen area, and a door to the bedroom. I poked around a little bit there wasn’t much in there. I gave up and sat on the couch, Kal jumping up beside me.

“I hope your dad lets you on the couch.” I scratched his ear.

“He’s fine.” I jumped as the door opened.  Henry stepped through it. “You’re always so jumpy.” He laughed, shutting the door. He was in sweats and a t-shirt, but his hair was still a little styled. It was extra curly and had been ruffled from whatever position it was supposed to be in. I smiled.

“Hi, Henry.” He smiled at me quickly then averted his eyes. I frowned but stood as he set a bag down on the kitchen table.

“Hey, Nina. How are you?” He started unloading the bag, back turned from me.

“I’m good, how are you? How’s filming?” I stood next to him, he had his laptop and a script out, but he moved it too quick for me to see.

“It’s good, thank you again for coming out here.” He finally turned to me, but his blue eyes couldn’t meet mine. He scratched the back of his neck, and I think I saw a blush on his neck. What is going on?

“Of course. I was kind of excited. To see where you’ve been for the past week.” I rocked on my feet.

“Well, I can’t bring you to set, but I’m here quite a bit.” Kal had trotted over to us, leaning on Henry’s leg.

“At least you got Kal with you.” I chewed on my lip. “How long until you go back?”

“A few hours. You don’t have to stay long if you don’t want to.” I shrugged. He turned around and went to the couch. I followed and as he sat, I remembered something. Lila was sending out her profile, she probably sent it to Henry. He could’ve seen it by now. Did he want her instead of me? I ran a hand through my hair and heard Henry take a breath.

“Oh yeah.” I went over to my bag. “You left this when you came over.” I found the bottle and handed it to him. He swallowed and took it.

“Thank you. I was wondering where I put that.” He cleared his throat. I felt my heart rate pick up a little, thinking that he could be thinking of switching right now. “Why are you so nervous?” He raised an eyebrow at me.

“Um,” I tuck my hair behind my ears. “Do you want more than one donor? Or have you thought about it?” I huffed at myself. This was probably ridiculous. Did I sound ridiculous?

“Where did this come from?” Henry’s demeanor changed, his shoulders relaxed a little and he looked up at me. I sighed, rolling my eyes at myself.

“It’s that girl, from the party.” His brows furrowed.

“Who?”

“Lila, the red head?” I was a little more than pleased at the fact that he didn’t immediately think of her.

“Yeah? What about her?” He grabbed my wrist pulling me over to sit next to him.

“Well she’s looking for a new client, and it’s pretty obvious she wants you.” He started rubbing my back.

“Was it? I didn’t notice.” I smiled a little. “Penny did tell me a profile was sent to me, but I didn’t even look.”

“But, if you wanted to, I wouldn’t stop you.” I looked down at my hands. Then after a moment of silence Henry chuckled. “Oh god, what?” I whined and looked at his smirking face.

“Are you jealous?” My mouth opened to respond, but I didn’t have one. Henry laughed again. “Oh, my dear,” He hugged my shoulders. “I’m not taking other donors. It’s just you and me.” Butterflies filled my stomach at the nickname. “Don’t be afraid to ask me about these things. Communication is important.” His grip loosened as he pulled us back against the couch, I was halfway on his chest and his arms were wrapped around my waist.

“She’s just so beautiful and she has this reputation. She’s damn intimidating too.” Henry sighed.

“Don’t worry about her. Anything donor/client related will always go through you first.” He smelled like evergreens and soap, and I was wrapped up in the scent.

“Thanks Henry.” I shut my eyes, relaxing finally.

“You won’t be taking any more clients, will you?” I laughed.

“Nope.” I could barely handle Henry. Especially when he squeezed me closer when I answered his question. I turned my head to him. “Do you need to feed, now?” He let me go, sliding me off his chest.

“Yeah, that’s a good idea.” I sat up, rolling up my sleeve. “Did you eat breakfast?” He set a hand on my knee and I tried not to stare at it.

“I did,” I held out my wrist.

“Maybe if I have enough time you could stay for lunch.” He grabbed my arm, and lifted it up to his lips, shutting his eyes. I sighed and his grip tightened on my wrist.

“I’d like that.” He drank and it made me fuzzy and tingly. I couldn’t help a little smile on my face. When he finished, I felt a little more tired than normal. I did stay up late last night. I took a deep breath.

“Are you okay?” He rubbed my thigh a little.

“Yeah, I’m a little tired.” I leaned back on the couch. He sighed.

“Did I take too much?” I shook my head.

“No! I think I just stayed up too late last night.” I rubbed my eyes. “Maybe I should go home and take a nap.”

“You can nap here. I still have a few hours to kill so I’ll stay with you.” I smiled.

“If that’s okay with you?”

“Of course, it is.” I let myself lay down and kicked my shoes off. I curled up so my legs wouldn’t lay all over him and it didn’t take long for me to fall asleep. I woke up with my head on the arm rest of the couch. I stretched out in my sleep. I opened one eye and saw that my legs were now in Henry’s lap as he read over his script. He leaned back on the couch, but had a hand holding one of my legs. I shut my eyes, not believing this was real. “How was the nap?” I opened my eyes again and Henry hadn’t even looked up. He stroked my leg with his thumb.

“Good. How long did I sleep?”

“About an hour.” I sat up and he didn’t move his hand, so I kept my legs in his lap. I turned my head and saw Kal sleeping on the floor next to me.  I put my arms on my knees and looked at Henry. He was clean shaven, his curly hair more messed up than before. He was focused on the page in front of him, brows slightly furrowed. “What are you staring at?” He finally turned to look at me. His blue eyes seeing right through me.

“Nothing.” I blushed. “Sorry.” He laughed.

“It’s okay.” He squeezed my leg. “Do you still want lunch?”

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“Yeah, that would be great.” I smiled. He called Penny knowing she was out already; she could bring us something on her way back. Whole we waited Henry continued memorizing lines and I looked at my phone when I wasn’t watching him. When Penny got here with the food she had to leave just as fast.

“Do you make her do everything?” I chuckled as the door shut behind her.

“Of course not. Actually, for the most part she’s off when I’m off.” I took the bag of food from him and took it to the small kitchen table. “It’s always hectic the first week of filming, though.” I nodded, more focus on the food now. I pulled out my box and slid the other one to Henry as he sat across from me.

“So, you still eat food.”

“Yes, it’s not really necessary but sometimes human food just sounds good.” I smiled. “It does taste a bit different though.” I furrowed my brow, taking a bite of food. “It’s still good though.”

“That’s interesting.” I moved my feet and accidentally hit Henry’s leg. He looked up at me, eyebrow raised. I giggled. “Sorry.”

“Don’t be.” He let his foot slide up my leg a little. I hid my face behind the lid of my take out box, my cheeks feeling warm. I heard a small laugh from him, then I let my other leg slide up his. I met his eyes and broke out in laughter. “What are you laughing at?” He smirked, but was holding back laughs.

“You playing footsie with me!” His mouth opened.

“You started it.” I laughed again.

“It was an accident!” He was laughing with me. “You’re something else.” I shook my head, letting my foot back down. Henry’s relaxed but stayed close enough for our feet to brush every now and then.

“Eat your food,” He smiled at me and looked back down at his food. It didn’t take long for us to finish and soon Henry would have to go back. I sighed, picking up my bag. “I promise next time I won’t drag you here.” Henry texted Penny to come get me.

“I really don’t mind.” I grinned at him.

“Still, I don’t want to inconvenience you.”

“You don’t.” He looked down at me and smiled. He pulled me into a hug, this one longer than the last. I shut my eyes as I leaned into him. “Just call me when you need me?” I said as he pulled back.

“I will.” He squeezed my arms. “I can hear Penny now.” He opened the door for me just as Penny pulled up in her cart.

“Get in, Nina!” She smiled.

“Bye Henry.”

“See you soon, dear.” I got into the cart and Penny sped off.

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Daydream Diary- Homecoming Part 1

I finally finish typing up my first daydream post, I'm a little rusty, I haven't wrote a daydream in a min, so my wiriting style/voice is kind of weird in the beginning, but I'll be slowly getting back into more consistent style the more I write so...yeah

Also my dyslexia be wild so typos are prolly lurking below 

Word Count: 4,817

TW: Loneliness, and Depression

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“And there” Vanessa said as she set down the last mini chair in the scenic outdoor cafe, set in a large old fish tank, she sat crossed legged on her greenhouse ( which was made from an old stranded ufo) floor surround by mini plant people, whose bodies were made of all types of colorful flora, and some fungi, tiny oohs and ahhs shared among them as they gazed at her creation. “Alright, everyone I declare the Sweet Alyssum Cafe to now be OPEN!” She announced. cutting mini red ribbon with regular size scissors. The succulent subjects quickly swarmed their new digs, enjoying every small detail Vanessa had put into the place, most of the stuff was made out of household objects, everything from the candle lit stove to the little chairs made out of paperclips bottle caps. She even decorated the area with some of her mini animal wood sculptures. It wasn’t long before the plant people started sitting down, taking orders, enjoying sweets and chatting amongst each other. One of the flora being who took the role of chef, invited Vanessa to join in the “grand opening” festivities by offering her a large honey (which was large to them but about the same size as half of a twinkie)

“Oh, man I would love to join you guys, but I still got some things to take care of” she took the sweet offering from the chef’s tiny hands “but I’ll be sure to hang out later, promise” she added a wink before taking a bite of the sweet cake.

This gesture brought a smile to the tiny chef’s face, and he firmly nodded before eagerly running back into the cafe to continue his job.

Vanessea took another bite of the miniature cake before standing up and dusting off her patchy paint splatter sparkly, bunny, and flower embroidered overalls, layered on top of her pastel nasa star studded tee. She exited the greenhouse and crossed the bridge that connected to her room.

She kicked off her garden boots and headed to her room. Vanessa’s room was adorned with plants hanging from the ceiling, the floor splatter with paint the amount of splatters grew closer to the creative nook the area under her loft bed a that Vanesssa use for her painting or potion making, complete with a cluderen pot, a bookcase filled with various spell books, magic ingredients, other magical nit naks, art books, paint brushes, and an easel with some canvas leaning against the wall. One side of the room had a top roll drawer desk, where her PC sat and drawers filled journaling/scrapbooking supplies. The desk was decorated with plants in jars, pots, old soda cans reused as pencil cups and pots, cute mini figures of animals and other cute creatures ( like moogels and pokemon).

Next to her desk was a small compact kitchen where she liked to make tea and other cute snacks when she was too lazy to go downstairs to the actual kitchen. There was a rack with various different types of tea packs mixed in with hot chocolate mix. There also sat her tea pot that was white and had cute little bunny ears on top. The other side of the room was a door that led to the bathroom and her large closet was in front of the room.

Vanessa climbed the ladder to her loft bed, where her furry companions were still asleep, usually Vanessa won’t mind sleeping in with her beloved buddies. But today she had to wake up early to finally finish the cafe for the plant people, so they would all have a nice place to have breakfast together.

Vanessa watched for a moment as her small long eared bunny friend, she named Flaps, slept bundled up in his scarf on top of the much larger yellow, fluffy yet shaggy haired, long ear dog/bear like creature, she named Buddy. While it was cute to watch the two sleep, she knew if she didn’t wake them up for breakfast they both would be pretty upset about it , especially Flaps despite his small size the little guy can put away a ton!

“Come on, guys it's time to wake up, you dont wanna miss breakfast, do you?” Vanessa said nudging her furry friends. Buddy slowly opened his eyes and took a big long yawn and stretched, this motion awoke Flap, who rubbed his eyes with ears and let it a smaller yawn. Buddy looked up and wagged his tail in delight to wake up to a friendly face, Flaps flutter up by his wings and sleepily nodded his head. Vanessa giggled and softly patted Flaps on the head before placing him in her overalls pocket to let him rest a bit longer, Buddy hopped on the homemade dumb waiter as she climbed down the ladder and pulled on pulley of the dumbwaiter to let buddy down and placed him on the floor. She walked downstairs to the sun lit, flower wallpapered, cozy kitchen, Buddy hopped up on a chair with some books stacked on top , patiently yet excitedly waiting for breakfast to be done.

Vanessa quickly whipped up some fluffy, yet super gooey chocolate chip pancakes, decorated extra chocolate chips, strawberries that were freshly picked from her garden, and all topped with mountains of whipped cream,with chocolate syrup.

“Breakfast’s ready” Vanessa said with a smile, holding the plates of pancakes in

Buddy chowed down on the pancakes as soon as Vanessa set the plate down, and the amora from the pancakes served as a pretty good wake up call for Flaps, who sprung right up, and started to devour the flapjack stack. Vanessa smiled and turned around to get to her own plate and she also made herself some tea, she took out a newspaper to read to see if she could find someone in need, or some big event to take part in to kickstart her new adventure, but today's news seem pretty slow today just stuff about an ongoing election in a far off land and someone found their lost cat..aww..how sweet.

"Hmm...nothing in the news today, I guess I could just chill today, maybe I could just work on some terraforming" Vanessa said looking outside at the flower flooded terrain, she had made a forest in the backyard with a lake,a cave that led to an underground lake in the center of a flower field, and a few rivers. It was a beautiful area, but more could be added, a beach, or one of those little gazebo things, or a designated area for picnics, but the backyard lake is already good for those.

While thinking about cool terraforming ideas, Vanessa heard a knock at the door. Vanessa went to investigate.

"Morning, Ms. Vanessa, you've got mail!" said her post-man, a half jackalope half elf fellow as he bowed , Jack as he pushed up his circular specs and handed her a handful letters.

"Thanks, Jack" She said as she took the mail from his hands. "You wanna come in and chat for a while, I got some tea and strawberry chocolate chip pancakes."

"Thats sounds wonderful!" Jack said as his ears perked up, the freckles on his face seemed to lit up and he got a starry excited look in his eyes, he took in deep breath, the aroma of the pancakes were strong enough he could smell them from outside, and he was almost so captaivitaed by the smell he almost fell over, but then quickly shook his head as to get rid of the idea. "B-but the last time I stuck around my boss gave me an earful..."

"Okay, but if you ever wanna hangout, my door's always opened"Vanessa said as she gave a sympathetic shrug

" That's very sweet of you, but I'll be off , uh tell Buddy and Flaps, I said 'Hello'!" Jack said as he waved goodbye to continue his route.

Letters, Vanessa always got a ton them , but never from the same people every time, since most of them were busy people, but it was a nice way to keep in touch with all people she met on her travels,since some of them didn't have phone, or sometimes didn't even know what a phone was, and she found letter to be away more personal. She flipped through the batch of letters as she walked back to the kitchen, this batch came from a friendly, cute photographer, a fashionable bewitching lady, some letters from a group of masked vigilantes, and a letter from an old friend.

“Whoa, look guys it's a letter from Del!” Vanessa said gleefully, showing the letter to Flaps and Buddy. Flaps squeaked in delight and Buddy wagged his tail with joy. Vanessa quickly opened the letter and started reading….

Hey, Vanessa

Sorry, I haven’t gotten around to talking or writing to you as much as I feel like I should.There’s just so much going on, I’ve took your advice from the last letter you sent me, and I’ve started to sell my seashell necklaces on the beach to make extra money, I’ve kind of opened a shop, well the owner of the surf shack let me set up my shop in the area where he used to sell his homemade kombucha (which no one brought well except for me, but I just did that because I felt so sorry for the guy, but I do feel relief that I don’t have to chug that stuff just to keep myself from vomiting anymore ). Christi has start her own atelier teaching people how to make clothes and dresses while making her own clothing line, she also wants the atelier to become a hip place for all the cool people in town to hang, so she’s going to start selling some of her sweets there as well, While Nikki has started her own yoga studio, where she teaches yoga (well, duh) and aerobics, with some help from Christi she also sells some athletic clothing as well (but she makes sure to tell Christi not to make the outfits too fancy and frilly) and she has been training for the town’s sports day games this year.

Naomi got a job at the Zoo taking care of the animals, her animal-talking abilities come in pretty hand, she climbed the ranks from elephant cleaner to head zookeeper pretty quickly, she loves being the camp counselor for when zoo camp starts in the summer, if we wouldn’t listen to her nerding out about animal facts, those little kids sure well, and look to her as some type of animal goddess, it so cute. While we’re still working on our dream jobs, and figuring out what we want to do with our lives, we still make time for our mayor squad tasks, things have gotten so much easier for me ever since I let the other girls help with my mayoral tasks, and thanks for pushing to make that decision by the way. At first we let citizens visit our home if they were in need of help for a task or to make a suggestion, but that got annoying real quick, you won’t believe the amount of people who would show in the middle of the night asking for help to look for their cat, so we made a separate build far way from our house, its about the size of a clubhouse but it does the job. Its there where we take people’s suggestions and at select hours of the day 5 to 8 pm because that fits in with most of our job schedules on Mon-Fri, but 10 to 6 on weekends, so we can still sleep in and have some girl time and movie night afterwards.

Its been fun sharing the town task, it always becomes a mini adventure like the type we used to have when you were around, our next big task is celebrating the town’s 13 anniversary. Naomi said that we shouldn’t because its bad luck, but I want to do it because I really like the movie 13 year, and I want to do something big to prove to myself that I can make a big event without screwing it up..so yeah...hehe. That’s gonna be a thing, I’m kind of nervous, it's times like this I wish you were here, but I KNOW I can do it! I just gotta believe, right? Sorry, if this letter is really long, its just that SOOO much stuff has happened, and I’m busy and then I feel like you’re busy. I don’t wanna slow you down or annoy you, maybe I just miss talking to you..I guess or whatever. I think that’s all I have to update you on...OH wait I forgot to mention...uh.. I maybe...kind of.. like... have a..boyfriend now. Yeah, I met him while we were delivering apples to the annual gala, I kind of bumped into him there, then I started to bump into him EVERYWHERE! I kept running from him because of how embarrassed I felt, and I thought that would make him give up on me, but then he just came to the house and asked me out, and I couldn’t say no so I said yes, of course. He’s real sweet and has the cutest little sister and-- Whoa this letter’s long enough, I guess I'll fill you in later, whenever I get time to sit down and write again. Hope I didn’t waste your time.

From, Del

(P.S I enclosed this letter with a necklace I made just for you, I added a mini jar to this which something I just start doing with my necklaces, I hope I actually remember to put it in the letter, and it actually looks good)

Vanessa shook the letter for more of the contents, the sea shell necklace fell out of the letter with a small clang as it hit the table. She picked up gingerly and looked at it, running her fingers over the textures of each and every seashell,mini starfish, appreciated every little detail in the small jar of beach sand. “Oh, Del” Vanessa said fondly. She quickly went to the hallway mirror, and it looked even lovelier in the mirror and surprisingly it matched with her outfit. Vanessa couldn’t stop grinning, she felt like she could stand and look at it for hours, but it also gave her a nostalgic feeling, she thought about all the adventures she had with Bree and the other girls, how much fun it was to set up parties, parades, and grand opening, she got that similar feeling from holding the mini grand opening for the plant people’s nature cafe. It was nice to see people enjoy what you made, this thought got Vanessa really thinking,

“Hey, since I don’t have anything big to do today, why don’t I pay a visit to Well Sun Valley?” Vanessa said, thinking out loud while looking at her furry friends, who nodded in agreement. “Yeah, wait let’s not just make it a visit I could just like you know, stay” she nodded as she headed back to the kitchen and placed the breakfast plates and cups in the sink “Yeah, I mean still have my wrap stones from all the other places I’ve visited before, so if I need to go back to those place I’m pretty set” she began quickly wash and rinsing the plates, while passively passing them to Flaps, who held up a plate, so Buddy could dry them with his tail. “Shame that I didnt make a wrap stone to Well Sun before I left, but I didn’t even how to make those back then, so its alright, I can just take the train….”

she looked at the clock “Oof, I gotta start packing” Vanessa quickly rushed out the kitchen, but then backtracked and gathered the other letters, and raced up stairs. Vanessa entered her walk-in closet and dragged out her pink and purple holographic suitcase and started to grab a few outfits, while changing her current outfit to a strawberry tee, with a plaid skirt.

She also packed her travel journal to share her adventures, some books and her laptop to keep herself entertained on the train. Once she was done pack she then went to her desk to read and sent responses to the other letters she got, she was debating if she should send a letter to Del or not, she settled on not because she was coming anyways and wanted it to be a surprise! She looked up the time for when the nearest train depart to Well Sun Valley, the nearest one was about to leave itin 45 minutes. Vanessa held out her hand and thought, and two tickets quickly manifested in her hands “Aw, man my manifest powers still need work, I thought too hard” she said, she inspected the tickets closely and she got the important train details right..

“Let’s go” Vanessa said as she placed Flaps on her shoulder and bounced out the chair, grabbed her suitcase, and headed outside with Buddy following behind, she made a stop at the mailbox to put her letters in, she bounced on the wrap portal. She was teleported into a bush and stumbled out “Oof, got to work on those teleportation skills” Vanessa shook her head to regain her equalium. She looked around to see that she landed near a train station that was a small station in a valley across from a lake, not far from a small town. She ran to get in line, but was stopped in her tracks when she saw the no animals sign. “Oof, time to hide, guys” Flaps hid in Vanessa loose curly hair, and Buddy made himself invisible. “Great”

She loaded in with the another passengers and was show by one of the workers to her room in the sleeper car, her room had two beds one on each side.

"Guess, I lucked out" Vanessa shrugged to herself. She placed her luggage under one of the seats, but not before taking out her laptop. It would take 2 days to reach Well Sun Valley, so might as well enjoy the ride. Vanessa headed to the dining car, watch some videos while she soak up the atmosphere,and to see if the cafe has any cute treats.

Vanessa found herself a nice seat near the back so she could get a good scoop of everything. She wanted to get lost in the murmurs of background conversations, the light clanking of plates, cups and utseils, the humming from the coffee machine and warm auroma that was wafing from it that mixed pleasently with savory smell coming from the kitchen

she peered up to check to see if her island was following her and it was, set up her laptop, despite the train having a rustic old times aesthetic the wifi was pretty good, and order herself a cute strawberry parfait.

Vanessa patted Buddy on the head as he snuggled up right next to her, other than the morning rush everything went pretty smoothly. Might as well just sit and enjoy the atmosphere, but just as she was about to, the back door bursted opened, Vanessa turned to see a guy coming out of the back door, he was hunched over--his knees were almost down to floor. At first his face was covered by a mount of messy almost shaggy blond hair. He shook his head vigorously revealing his bright blue eyes that contracted loudly against his ghostly pale skin his face sprinkled with freckles, he had orange headphones that hung around his neck, The blue eyes were surrounded by dark circles,he wore a black turtleneck tunic, and he looked like he was being almost swallowed whole by his baggy orange jacket that draped his shoulders. His blue orbs widened looking like they couldn't believe the scene they were witnessing.

"Oh, oh, God! P-people!? There are actual people!!Thank God!"He said falling to knees taken aback "I-I'm out,I'm out, I'm ACTUAL OUT. T-that means I can find him, I FINALLY--" He tried to run, but ended up tripping over his own feet. "Whoa, gotta sit down a sec" said to himself as he slugged into an empty booth nearby.

Vanessa was pretty confused by what she just saw, a random dude just came out of the baggage car. He didn't seem like a stowaway, he didn't seem sneaky at all, and the fact that didn't even know he was on the train til now. The other passengers were too into their own businesses to worry about what's going on at the back of the car. Vanessa was going to investigate herself, but her stream of thoughts was interruptes by a voice.

"Excuse ma'am, may I see your ticket" said the conductor with his hand out ticket ready

"Oh sure, here" Vanessa as she handed over her ticket.

The conductor punched her ticket and promptly handed it back to her "Thank you, ma'am, hope you enjoy your trip"he gave her a consumer friendly smile, and walked to back

"Hmm..I wonder if I could add his to my travel scrapbook" Vanessa said as looked at her punched ticket.

"Wait no, please let me stay on the train" said a panicked voice from the back.

"I'm sorry, sir but I cannot let you ride the ride without a ticket, I must ask to leave or I will be forced to remove you from the train myself!"

"No, please you don't understand I NEED to be on the train!" The boy said practically begging

"I will not stand for this nonsense on my train" the conductor said as he stomped his foot " You have left me with no choice"

The conductor grabbed the boy by his baggy jacket as he held onto the table for dear life! " NO PLEASE YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND!! I HAVE NOWHERE GO!!!

"Well then, you have no business being on this train then"

"WAIT!" Vanessa shouted, making the two stop dead in their tracks. "He's with me!" She held up her extra ticket like it was some holy item. "Sorry, I completely forgot to give you your ticket uh…" she slowly gestured toward the boy.

"Oh, uh Nick!" The boy said as he perked up "Yeah, I'm definitely with her" he pointed toward Vanessa. The conductor let go of Nick and took a closer look at the extra ticket, he looked back at Nick, who gave a sheepish smile, then punched the ticket "Sorry for the misunderstanding, sir." The scary harsh persona the conductor was replaced with a consumer friendly smile. "Enjoy your trip" The conductor returned the ticket and walked away

"Oh God, Thank you!" Nick said as he heaved a sigh "you're a lifesaver" The boy stood up straight all that slouching really did hid his almost towering height compared to Vanessa.

"My goodness, you look awful!" Vanessa said with consider in her voice as she gazed at the disshloved boy in front of her "Where did you come from?"

"It's a long story.." Nick mumbled rubbing the back of his head, just then a growling noise came from his stomach

"I wouldn't mind take some time from my two day trip, hear your origin story over some burgers and fries" Vanessa suggested gesturing towards her table

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"Hmm I never would have an old times train car to have such hardy burgers on their menu" Vanessa said looking at the posh, script-written menu and then looking at the hamburger meat that was wrapped bacon, topped with cheese that dripped slow as it melted from the heat of the hamburger, topped with cold tomatoes and lettuce all hugged up in two soft buns, served with some nuggets and fries.

Vanessa only had a small bit of the meaty mount, she was already content with her parfait from earlier, while Nick was wolfing his burger like he hadn’t seen food in forever, she never seen some eat food so fast, Nick became quite sheepish when he realized Vanessa was looking at him. “Oh, sorry, I didn’t mean to act like a slob, I just can’t remember the last time I saw food--actually I can’t remember the last time I saw anything.” He wiped his face with a napkin thoughtfully, then timidly gazed at Vanessa’s plate.

“No, no its fine, I just never guess someone as lanky and skinny as you could put away so much” Vanessa explained then she gently pushed her plate towards Nick, “Here, you can have my plate, I had a parfait earlier so I’m pretty full”

“Oh, thank you” Nick said, accepting her offer, and took no time going ham on the beef.

“No problem, you said earlier that you were walking in the middle of nowhere?”

“Yeah, It felt like I was just walking forever, like years but I was getting nowhere, everything was so white it was almost blinding.”

“Do you remember how you got there in the first place, what was your life like before?”

“My life was pretty normal, I lived in a pretty small town, I had friends, I went to school, I used to go rollerskating alot, even I had a job kind of.” Nick said put down the sandwich, and looked out the window thoughtfully “The last thing I remember was that I finally got to talk to this cool guy, I was so happy because he really clicked. I would always see him around and we would chat here and there , but we never really got to have a real conversation, his friend was super protective of him--his friend didn’t get along with my friend, they were always at each others throats, so I rarely got to talk to the guy in a peaceful setting for long. Until one day when my best friend literally pushed me to talk to him, we just started talking and it was just so awesome, it was the last best day I remember having. I felt like I was finally getting somewhere with him and then next thing I know I woke up on the cold hard white floor all alone, with nothing for miles.” Nick started to passively rub the streaks of ketchup on his plate with a lone french fry. “I didn’t sleep or eat, I couldn’t feel anything but emptiness, not only did I lose track of time, I started to lose myself..if was terrifying”

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry...” Vanessa said, she couldn’t imagine being alone like that for so long.

“Yeah, but I’m out of it now LITERALLY, I can finally find him now, I was planning to share something important with him before I woke up in the void. I don’t know where he is but I think this train might lead me to him. Where’s this train going again?”

“Just a sweet town called Well Sun Valley,” Vanessa said proudly “I used to live there a long time ago but now I’m coming back to stay.”

“You think I might find my friend there?” Nick said his eyes gleamed with hope.

“Well, Sun Valley is known for having the magical ability to bring the most interesting people together, I would say there’s a good chance”Vanessa said with a firm nod

“Oh, that’s a relief” Nick yawned his head now resting on his arms, his head slowly tiling to the left, his eyes blinking fighting back sleepiness. “I’m sorry, I think all that walking is finally catching up to me” Nick let his heavy eyes droop closed as he gave into the urge to sleep, all the nervous energy that harvested in body seem to vanish and was replaced by peaceful slow pace breathing, his face sporting rosy cheeks that seemed to have gotten redder than when he was awake.

“Aw..”Vanessa said looking at the sleeping boy, the poor guy deserve some rest after what he’s been through, but then so realized “Oh, wait I’m going to have to carry him back to the sleeping car” Vanessa was unsure if her magic would work in the area the train was currently in, plus the dining car was pretty much packed at this hour even for late lunch, and she wasn’t so sure if any of these passengers had see magic before nor how they would react to the site of a boy floating in mid air. “I guess I’m just going to have to do this the hard way” Buddy climbed up to the table to eat what was left of the sandwich Nick was eating, and Flaps emerged out of Vanessa's hair to munch on the leftover fries.

“Would you two mind helping me with this” Vanessa said nodding towards the exhausted Nick, Buddy and Flap both sighed and shrugged…

END OF PART 1

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#paraportal #id #immersive daydreaming #original wiritng #daydreaming #Homecoming #MADD #actuallymadd #daydream wiriting #Nick #Vanessa

[gamerwoo]

Baekhyun: Persona (part 19: somebody knows i’m ar3um)

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Summary: Rising Twitch streamer, Baekhyun has a massive crush on a popular Twitch streamer who goes by the name “ar3um”. You never knew Baekhyun even existed until a few odd turn of events that led you to get closer with him until you can’t help but fall for his own charm. There are only two problems: Baekhyun has his heart set on someone else, and he doesn’t know that you, his friend’s reclusive roommate, is actually the faceless girl he’s falling for.

a/n: so I took a break for a week because despite updating everyday, people were still nagging me for updates. so basically don’t ask me for updates because I’m doing things as fast as I can (and it literally says in my faq to not ask for updates). that being said, I hurt my back and honestly just sitting hurts, so I can’t write more updates and there’s only one update left that I’ve already written and saved to my drafts, so I can’t promise daily updates nor can I give a solid update schedule (and I’m leaving for New York on Friday and won’t be back until Monday). so I’m just going to be updating whenever I can until I’m feeling better. and no, that doesn’t mean you can ask me about when the next update will be

Tags: @baek-byunies @thalasoophilia @byunfirstlady @yangkeosang @littleflowercrown13 @khelmatic @mingiholic @huexauzzy @kittysbtscorner @diamondsvts @ihtscuddlesbeeetchx3 @sxojihye @ravyeolii​ @vampybaek​ @ximaginx  @cosmicralway​ @luv1ee​ @uwuteamleader @rosyyeols @cbxtual @purplelady85

Unable to tag: @seventeen-atiny-army

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Before Chanyeol had so rudely barged into not only your apartment, but your room, you were streaming as normal. Junmyeon had said he was leaving for a late class, and you said “see you later, Junmyeon,” before he left. That was what tipped off Chanyeol to your secret. You thought he was too busy with his friends to even listen to your stream, but he was on his way home when he heard it.

“Gotcha!” he shouted with a smirk on his face, seeing your surprised expression.

He knew he was the first to figure it out. He was considered the dumb one in his friend group, and he was proud to have been the first to figure out the mystery of who ar3um was. He felt like a genius.

“What’re you doing here?”

The familiar voice made him jump instead, spinning around to see who it was. He assumed you had been home alone since he didn’t see Junmyeon anywhere -- then again, he could’ve been in his room and Chanyeol’s outburst would definitely catch his attention.

Sehun was walking out of the bathroom, giving Chanyeol a quizzical look.

“Sehun?” Chanyeol asked, looking completely confused. “What are you doing here?”

He just shrugged, “Hanging out.”

“With _____? Why--? Wait, hanging out?” Chanyeol’s mind was going a million miles a minute as he tried to make sense of everything going on. “Wait, so... You knew?”

Sehun nodded casually, hands in the pockets of his joggers as he slipped passed the older boy to sit down on your bed like you’d been friends for years. You were still in your gaming chair in front of your setup, watching the interaction silently.

Chanyeol watched him, his eyes narrowed before they widened again, “Oh my god, are you actually dating?!”

“No,” you mumbled with a disgusted look on your face at the same time Sehun burst out in laughter and said, “Fuck no!”

“Wait, so then...what happened?”

Before Chanyeol had burst in, Sehun was talking to you on Discord.

oohsehun: I’m awake if you’re still streaming

ar3um: yeah, I am

ar3um: when’s baek get home?

oohsehun: Why do you always wanna play with him?

ar3um: no reason, just think the three of you are fun to play with

oohsehun: He tells us when you talk to him yknow

oohsehun: You talk to him a lot more than you talk to us

oohsehun: Not that I’m mad about it. I don’t actually want to date you, I just do that shit to tease Baek

ar3um: whats your point?

oohsehun: You like hyung, don’t you?

ar3um: okay lets say i did like him

ar3um: so what?

oohsehun: Wouldn’t you tell him who you really are then? Nobody knows, and if you wanted to date him, he’d kinda have to know

ar3um: i know that

ar3um: but i don’t wanna tell him yet

ar3um: so please don’t bring it up around him or anything, okay? i’ll tell him when i’m ready

oohsehun: Don’t worry, I won’t

oohsehun: Besides, he’s pretty clueless despite him being book smart. He literally has no idea you’re _____

Your heart stopped, your body froze, and you couldn’t stop reading it over and over again. Sehun knew? How did he know? When did he find out? Why didn’t he say anything? You were panicking so badly that you just ended the stream completely. Your hands were shaking so badly, you knew you wouldn’t be able to play anything.

oohsehun: I didn’t mean to freak you out

oohsehun: I’ll come over

You had let him into the apartment, and then into your room since he’d already called you out. He sat on your bed while you sat at your PC and listened to him explain how he figured it out.

“I follow both your twitter and ar3um’s, and you tweeted something pretty similar. I knew it wasn’t much to go off of, but I was watching you play at the gaming cafe, too. I’ve watched your streams only a handful of times, but I’ve seen you clutch plays like that before. I wasn’t positive, but I kind of had a suspicion. That was only furthered when ar3um tweeted she had homework to do and couldn’t stream that one time, and then I just happened to have had to stop by here to get my headset back from Junmyeon. You were in the living room doing homework that night.

“Typically, I wouldn’t have cared enough to look into it. Honestly, I didn’t really give a shit who ar3um was, but then I went with Yixing to check on you. You two went to the kitchen and I had to use the bathroom, and Yixing told me not to go snooping. Well, I didn’t care enough to listen, so while you and hyung were making boring small-talk in the kitchen, I was looking around the apartment out of boredom. I didn’t go into your room because I’m not a creep, but I went into Junmyeon’s and saw the Twitch sweatshirt with ar3um’s name on it.”

So that’s where your sweatshirt went. Clearly, it was a mistake to get it baggy.

“It was pretty obvious after that, but then it just kept getting more and more obvious. I brought up the ‘you sound like ar3um’ thing to tease you and give you a hint that I knew, but you didn’t realize. You said on stream you met your ‘friend’ through a mutual friend -- you met Baekhyun through Junmyeon. Ar3um followed Baekhyun randomly. It was like, a couple weeks later out of literally nowhere. She hadn’t followed anybody else, so I knew it wasn’t just random chance. She didn’t follow him when he was mentioned during her stream, it was just out of nowhere.

“By this point, I obviously already knew it was you, so it made sense to pick me or Chanyeol for your contest over Baekhyun because picking Baekhyun would be too obvious. And I knew you did all of this because you had a crush on him. Any idiot could tell, but Baekhyun’s not just any idiot. You two spend all your time together, and from what Junmyeon says, you’re not one to spend your time with anybody outside your apartment. It was really easy to piece together, honestly -- especially in retrospect since we never really saw you around. I just didn’t bother saying anything because I don’t care and it’s not my business.”

After hearing his explanation, you realized you weren’t as sneaky as you thought you were. There were too many hints and clues. You just didn’t think Sehun would’ve known this entire time.

“If you didn’t care...why did you keep digging?” you wondered quietly, unable to look Sehun in the eye.

Through your peripherals, you saw him shrug, “There wasn’t much to dig for. Everything was right in front of our faces -- except the Twitch sweatshirt, but I could’ve figured it out even without that, and I only went snooping in hyung’s room because I was bored, not because I was looking for clues. But I was bored and keeping up with this gives me something to do. Kinda wanna see how long it takes for Baek to realize. I don’t think you know how amusing it is to see how fucking stupid he is.”

Sehun’s amused smirk made you feel slightly better about this, but you still felt anxiety coursing through your veins. You couldn’t believe you’d gotten caught. What were you supposed to do now? 

“You’re clearly still terrified,” he began as he stood, “so I’m gonna give you a minute while I use the bathroom.”

And that was when Chanyeol burst into your room.

Chanyeol’s eyes widened as he jaw dropped, dumbfounded that Sehun somehow figured it out. He kept saying it wasn’t you. Most importantly, he was supposed to be asleep!

“You were watching her stream?” Chanyeol questioned.

“No,” Sehun scoffed, “I’m just not a moron. I knew it the whole time.”

Chanyeol’s face fell, sputtering out beginnings to questions and sentences but not knowing which one to finish.

“I’m-- I didn’t figure it out first...?” he asked, his voice quiet and sad.

You and Sehun both shook his heads -- Sehun looked casual and almost uncaring while you looked upset that somebody else caught on.

“If it makes you feel any better, you figured it out before Baekhyun-hyung.”

“Speaking of which,” you finally spoke up, looking between the two boys, “you cannot tell him or any of your friends. Absolutely nobody can know.”

“I haven’t told anybody yet, have I?” Sehun pointed out.

Chanyeol just nodded, “Got it. ...Wait, what about Junmyeon?”

Sehun sighed, falling back on your bed, “Maybe Baekhyun still is smarter than you.”

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[gh0stbird]

Okay Now Do The Rest

4. how did your elementary school teachers describe you?

Bright but argumentative. I was never afraid of pointing out things I didn’t feel were fair hfhddh

When we were learning numbers kids would often write 91 for nineteen, just flip them, y’know, and Ms. Potter yelled at the class for it. Baby Generiq went into it about how it was an understandable mix up because you do say the number first. In twenty-three you write the two first, so in nineteen it’s easy to assume you would write the nine first.

6. pastel, boho, tomboy, preppy, goth, grunge, formal or sportswear?

Tired.

8. movies or tv shows?

TV shows. Every book adaptation should also be a series not a movie. Thank you for coming to my TED Talk.

9. favorite smell in the summer?

Honeysuckle and sunshine

10. game you were best at in p.e.?

Floor hockey! My friend and I used to be brutal and swing at each other’s shins going after the ball. Also it was reminiscent of golf, which I competed in.

12. name of your favorite playlist?

I have an untitled playlist I cycle my current music in and out of, but Newton’s Third Law is my favorite named one!

14. favorite non-chocolate candy?

I don’t- I guess the yellow smarties. Don’t come for me they taste like lemonade.

15. favorite book you read as a school assignment?

I assume this means assigned book and not the reports we got to pick for ourselves. Ah, Night was good. Lord of the Flies was fine but way overhyped. Again, don’t come for me.

16. most comfortable position to sit in?

If I can tuck my legs into the chair I am sitting in that is ideal!

18. ideal weather?

When you know it is going to rain and you get to stay home

19. sleeping position? (Skipped on accident)

I reeeally like pressure, so either against something or on my stomach.

20. preferred place to write (i.e., in a note book, on your laptop, sketchpad, post-it notes, etc.)?

Phone notes and a notebook! Sometimes a blank document but I always find it strangely intimidating

21. obsession from childhood?

Warrior Cats, Percy Jackson, and Maximum Ride were my big three!

22. role model?

Aa I try to straw from people I want to copy, but there are talents I look up to. Rachel Chavkin is a brilliant director, and there are so many artists and authors I look up to and who inspire me.

24. favorite crystal?

Obsidian because it’s black like my hea- I’m kidding, I do love obsidian, but it’s Rose Quartz because it’s a very very pretty, soft pink and makes me happy.

25. first song you remember hearing?

The mobile above my crib played Imagine by John Lennon. My childhood room was themed after it as well!

26. favorite activity to do in warm weather?

Swim or sit in the sunshine. Ben and I usually go driving with the top down as well.

27. favorite activity to do in cold weather?

Walking through fresh snow is amazing, so are snowball fights and building snowmen.

28. five songs to describe you?

Oh fuck yes

Hurricane - Hamilton

The Reckless and the Brave - All Time Low

Almost There - The Princess and the Frog

All This and Heaven Too - Florence + the Machine

Facade - Jekyll and Hyde: A Gothic Musical Thriller

30. places that you find sacred?

I don’t typically find places sacred, but certain headspaces are very special to me, and time spent with loved ones means more than enough to be considered sacred.

31. what outfit do you wear to kick ass and take names?

A black blazer with a white button-down and a skirt.

32. top five favorite vines?

I am in Missouri (misery)

I love you, Bitch

I want a Church girl

Obama’s “I know because I won both of them”

I won’t hesitate, Bitch!

33. most used phrase in your phone?

“No worries”

34. advertisements you have stuck in your head?

That fucking PFI bandana boot sale I stg

35. average time you fall asleep?

Somewhere between 9:00 and three in the morning

36. what is the first meme you remember ever seeing?

Some girl doing bunny ears on her friend. I don’t remember what the caption was

38. lemonade or tea?

Both. Mixed together. It’s called an Arnold Palmer and it is my favorite drink

39. lemon cake or lemon meringue pie?

Lemon cake!

40. weirdest thing to ever happen at your school?

We duck taped out principal to the wall once. Also some kid broke their tray over another kid’s head at lunch one time.

41. last person you texted?

The family group chat, though Beau if Discord counts

42. jacket pockets or pants pockets?

I wear a lot of leggings so jacket pockets!

44. favorite scent for soap?

We had some Lily of the Valley hand soap that was amazing

45. which genre: sci-fi, fantasy or superhero?

Fantasy, I think! I’ve never done super heavy into the other two. Though I definitely don’t want to ignore sci-fi because two of my favorite stories are a little science-fiction-y

46. most comfortable outfit to sleep in?

A t-shirt and shorts

48. if you were a fruit, what kind would you be?

A banana. Generally accepted as a fruit and kind of just rolls with it, but is actually a berry

49. what saying or quote do you live by?

I fucking hate Hamilton-ing on main, but

“And when my prayers to god were met with indifference, I picked up a pen, I wrote my own deliverance!”

50. what made you laugh the hardest you ever have?

That changes every time Beau and I play HetaOni together, but I have fucking lost it for at least five minutes the last two sessions.

51. current stresses?

I dunno, man, life? My hair could use a wash

52. favorite font?

Covered by your Grace and I’m a big Spectral baby. These are both google docs! I don’t know if that makes a difference.

54. what did you learn from your first job?

Patience is important when teaching material, but never be afraid to find another approach better suited to the person you’re tutoring.

55. favorite fairy tale?

Robin Hood!

56. favorite tradition?

My family does homemade Springfield cashew chicken for Christmas!

57. the three biggest struggles you’ve overcome?

Uhh lots of self-acceptance shit no one really wants to read

58. four talents you’re proud of having?

I can pop the joint at the center of my foot

That’s all

60. if you were a character in an anime, what kind of anime would you want it to be?

I sort of like my role as mom friend, so maybe I could keep that role in a sort of action-based anime that followed a group of friends

61. favorite line you heard from a book/movie/tv show/etc.?

“I am not the protégé to waste your time on; I'm complete!” Jekyll and Hyde: GMT

62. seven characters you relate to?

Haha

Lisa Carew - Jekyll and Hyde: GMT

Japan - Hetalia/Oni

Garnett - Steven Universe

Hfhddh that’s all I can say that aren’t my own characters

63. five songs that would play in your club?

I Don’t Like Clubs, but

Overwhelmed - Royal + The Serpent

Backseat Serenade - All Time Low

Go Big or Go Home - American Authors

The Nights - Avicii

Tempo - Lizzo

64. favorite website from your childhood?

Webkinz!

65. any permanent scars?

Yep - One from a bad bike wreck. My body rejected the dissolvable stitches so it’s a lot bigger than it was supposed to be

66. favorite flower(s)?

Lily of the Valley, daisies, Day Lilies, and Dandelions! I also love honeysuckles but I don’t know if those count.

68. worst flavor of any food or drink you’ve ever tried?

Accidentally drank rancid milk once!

69. a fun fact that you don’t know how you learned? (Haha, nice)

The fastest, free way to fill up your potions on Wizard101 is to play Potion Motion to level three.

70. left or right handed?

Right handed

71. least favorite pattern?

On myself, animal print

72. worst subject?

I’ve never been intuitively good at History, I do think it’s interesting though.

74. at what pain level out of ten (1 through 10) do you have to be at before you take an advil or ibuprofen?

I don’t like to take it until I can’t move without it.

75. when did you lose your first tooth?

Kindergarten? I had mono and then scarlet fever twice, so my baby teeth were pretty much ruined and they all fell out very fast.

76. what’s your favorite potato food (i.e. tater tots, baked potatoes, fries, chips, etc.)?

Curly fries!

77. best plant to grow on a windowsill?

Kalanchoe’s, it literally Window’s Thrill. These babies are fairly temperamental outside and love partial sun, so the window is the perfect spot for them. And! If you keep them happy! They’ll bloom! My personal favorite is the pink bloom.

78. coffee from a gas station or sushi from a grocery store?

What’s wrong with coffee from a gas station? Also I don’t like seafood.

80. earth tones or jewel tones?

Earth tones!

81. fireflies or lightning bugs?

Lightning bugs

82. pc or console?

PC!

84. podcasts or talk radio?

Podcasts - talk radios actually tend to get under my skin for n o reason

84. barbie or polly pocket?

Barbie, but let it be known I was brutal with mine. We did human sacrifices and the like.

85. fairy tales or mythology?

Mythology!

86. cookies or cupcakes?

Cookies, but I’m a slut for whipped frosting

87. your greatest fear?

Losing control!

88. your greatest wish?

A life beyond where I am now. Haha Stop chasing new down the hallway you’re so sexy haha

90. luckiest mistake?

Logged into Omegle in like 2015 and some rando asked me to join their Doctor Who roleplay. Luckiest moment of my gd life.

91. boxes or bags?

Bags! They’re easier to store

92. lamps, overhead lights, sunlight or fairy lights?

Sunlight! But in the late afternoon when everything is bathed in orange.

93. nicknames?

Mom is the most prevalent!

94. favorite season?

Fall into winter. Peak leaf crunch!

95. favorite app on your phone?

Discord or Notes

[uas-fics]

Title: Bangs and Hair Ties

Summary: If Tweek doesn’t get his bangs out from his face, Craig will have to do something about it!

Rating: G

Ships: Creek

Other: For @tweekweek hair

Read on Ao3

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Craig was half tempted to get up, take the safety scissors from his sister's art set, and cut Tweek's bangs himself.

Tweek kept reaching up and brushing them out of his eyes the whole time they played board games. He tried tucking them behind his ears at first, but the bangs in the middle couldn't quite reach so they fell down the bridge of his nose.

Tweek rolled the dice. He squinted before moving his piece three spaces.

"Draw a card, Craig." He nodded to the space his piece landed.

'Opponent draw 1 card,' it said.

As Craig reached for the deck in the middle of the board, Tweek once again tried to move his bangs out from his face. Craig wrinkled his nose. He didn't know why he found the action so annoying, but he couldn't help it! Something about Tweek constantly pausing to mess with his hair bugged him.

"What's it say?" Tweek asked. A lock of blond escaped from behind his ear and brushed down his cheek.

"It says..." Craig glanced at the card. The card ordered him to lose three spaces, putting him a space behind Tweek. He peeked up over the card at Tweek. All of the hair from his left ear was out now.

"It says," He repeated. "It says let me fix your hair."

"What?" Tweek jumped, hands bolting up to tangle in his mane. "Fix how?"

Craig pushed himself away from the table without a word. He walked around to pull Tweek from his seat before taking him up the stairs to the bathroom.

Slapping closed the toilet lid, he ordered Tweek to sit.

"Craig, what are you doing?" Tweek fidgeted but took the seat despite his nerves.

Craig dug through the drawer under the sink as he spoke. "I'm fixing your hair. It's too long." Finding what he needed, he smiled. He spun around, hair ties and a brush in his hands. "I'm going to fix it by tying it back."

Tweek flinched back. "What do you know about hair?"

Craig rolled his eyes as he snapped the hair ties around his wrist. He started tugging the brush through Tweek's hair. It was much thicker and messy than he'd thought. It would take a while to brush out.

"Duh, I have a little sister. I know how to do hair. It's big brother class one-o-one, right after giving noogies and flicking boogers at your little pestering sister." Craig switched the brush to his other hand. Messy or not, Tweek's hair was soft, in contrast to its sharp appearance, so he kept absentmindedly petting it with his free hand.

"Oh." Tweek fiddled with his buttons.

"Hold still," Craig ordered. "I can't pull your bangs back until I have all the tangles out. Dang, don't you brush your hair at home?"

"Of course, I do!" Tweek countered. "I've just been busy this last week. Mom and Dad are expanding the shop menu and we have new people coming in and--"

"Excuses, excuses," Craig chided while pulling the brush through a particularly nasty knot. Tweek yelped and tried to push Craig away, but he held firm and crawled onto the toilet with his knees on either side of Tweek. The two of them barely fit, but at least Tweek couldn't escape now.

"Craig, this is embarrassing! Stop!" Tweek batted at Craig's arm. "I'll have my mom get me a haircut when I get home tonight. I promise. Errr--! Cross my heart and hope to die!"

"No, honey." Craig shook his head as he carefully took the hair tie from his wrist. Tweek's hair wasn't perfectly brushed but it would work well enough.

Craig smoothed Tweek's bangs back away from his forehead with one hand. Holding the hair ties in between his teeth, he twisted Tweek's bangs back into a small ponytail at the crown of his head then tied them back. Still not quite satisfied, he fished out some bobby pins from the drawer and pinned down the loose hairs.

Climbing off the toilet, he proudly gestured for Tweek to stand and look in the mirror. Tweek reached up to touch his hair, but Craig grabbed his wrist with a shake of the head.

"Stop touching your hair," he commanded. "Just look at it."

"Alright, alright, fine..." Tweek stepped in front of the mirror. He blinked and pressed his stomach against the counter to get a better look. "Woooow, Craig, you did great! I look amazing."

Craig nodded simply, his hands on his hips. "Big brother powers, Tweek. I help Trisha with her hair all the time, so Mom doesn't have to."

Tweek hummed to himself in thought. "Craig?"

"Yeah?"

"Can I do your hair? Please?" He twisted around with a smile. "I want to learn. I'm an only child, so I don't have big brother powers."

Craig blushed, touching his hat. For all he chided Tweek, he hadn't washed his hair in two days. After being stuck under his chullo all the time, it was sweaty and gross.

He couldn't let Tweek have a win over him like that. Craig was supposed to be the cool, neat boyfriend in contrast to Tweek's all over, messy nature.

He dropped his hand, lips pursed.

"I don't think so. It's not long enough." Craig snapped his fingers. "Oh well."

Tweek flicked up the bangs that stuck out from under his hat. "I think I could do a little bit with. At least let me try. I really want to learn."

Craig groaned. "Alright, but, but, uh, I need to use the bathroom first." He held up his finger.

Pulling the drawer out, Craig piled hair ties, bobby pins, and the brush into Tweek's arms before spinning him around and sending him back downstairs.

The moment the door shut, he threw his hat off and turn the sink on full both hot and cold water. Steeling himself, Craig shoved his head under and vigorous scrubbed at his scalp with his fingers.

For a moment, he considered lathering his hands with the soap bar and using it to wash his hair but thought better of it. It would take too much time to wash it all out. This would have to do.

Craig took the hand towel down and rubbed his head, squeezing the locks until the water drenched the towel. He rung it out over the sink before unceremoniously dropping it in the hamper.

One last check in the mirror to make sure he was dry and Craig headed out the door and downstairs.

He found Tweek already taking out one of the bobby pins he'd put in his hair. Craig slapped his hand, took the pin, and returned it to its proper place.

Tweek rolled his eyes. "Sit down." He ordered with a nod to the seat in front of him. While Craig was in the bathroom, Tweek spun one of the chairs so the back faced his front.

Craig flopped down and crossed his arms.

"Ok, get on with it."

"You're supposed to be teaching me! I don’t know what to do." Tweek got onto his knees in his own chair.

"Well, you brush out the hair first." Craig straightened up so he could reach easier. "Next, you use the brush to pull back my bangs, then you pull it into a ponytail. The bobby pins hold down the runaway hairs. Mine aren’t long enough to pull back as far as yours, though."

Tweek swallowed. "Right. Urrrrk..."

"You can do it, honey. I believe in you."

His hands shook as he gently began to brush out Craig's hair.

Craig couldn't remember the last time he had someone else brush his hair this softly, not since he was little and couldn't do it on his own. Trisha didn't care if she hurt him or ripped out his hair when she played dress-up with him.

It was nice, comforting even. Craig let his eyes droop shut. It wouldn't take much to just fall asleep and nap the day away. This must be why Stripe liked being petted so much.

"Your hair is really silky, Craig. Silky and thick." Tweek ran his hands through the hair at the back of his head.

"Yours is nice, too" Craig mumbled, barely suppressing a yawn. "Soft and a good color."

Tweek chuckled. The brush handle clacked as it was set on the table. The floorboards creaked as Tweek stood from his chair and padded around to Craig's front.

"Ok, um, you said to push it back, um, like this?"

Tweek's warm hands brushed his forehead as he gathered up Craig's bangs. With a gentle, but firm tug, he gathered the locks together. A hair tie snapped and Tweek swore.

"Are you ok?" Craig peeked his eyes open.

Tweek shook out his hand. He reached onto the table for a tie. On the floor behind Tweek, Craig caught sight of a green tie on the floor. He smiled, knowing what must have happened.

With his tongue stuck out like a professional painter, Tweek gingerly tied back Craig's bangs into an uneven tuff. He then placed bobby pin after bobby pin to hold it in place a few inches back from  Craig's hairline. He probably overdid it with the pins, but Craig didn’t correct him.

As Tweek placed the last bobby pin, Craig realized just why Tweek's bangs bothered him so much.

"I couldn't see your face," he said without thinking.

Tweek blinked. "What?"

"Your bangs. They got in your face. I couldn't see it earlier," Craig explained. "It bugged me, 'cause I like your face. It's nice."

The face that Craig liked so much blushed red as a ripe tomato.

"Craig, that, uh," he laughed, "that's pretty gay, you know."

Craig grinned manically. "Not as gay as you. You fart rainbows."

Tweek pushed his shoulder. "Well you’re so gay, you let another man touch your hair!"

Throwing his hand over his chest with mock offense, Craig accused, "You're so gay you let another man kiss you!"

Tweek furrowed his brow. "Wait, when did I--"

Craig pushed himself forward and planted a quick kiss to Tweek's cheek.

"Right now."  

Tweek slapped his hand to his cheek and took a stumbling step back. He tumbled. Craig's heart skipped a beat. Did he mess up? Wait, what did PC Principal say about consent? Shoot! He was supposed to ask first right?

"Tweek, I'm sorry I didn't mean it." Craig raised a hand.

"Cr-Craig, that..." Tweek swallowed hard. "That was so super gay of you, but I won't mind if you wanted to do it again sometime. Just warn me next time." A shaky smile spread across his lips.

This time it was Craig's face that turned into a tomato. Out of reflex, he reached up to pull his hat over his burning ears, only to realize he'd left it upstairs in the bathroom.

"Deal, but only if you get a haircut," Craig held out his pinkie, "so I can kiss your face without getting hair in my mouth."

Tweek laughed, loud and clear, then wrapped his pinkie around Craig's.

"Deal."

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AN: This is the last Tweek Week Fic I have. You can check out the other two at AO3

Now I have to start work on Creek Week =D

#Tweek Tweak #Tweek Week #Sp Creek #Craig tucker #craig x tweek

[detaileddreaming]

henlo it is 4 am and time to party

I was at a water park, and my parents were there, along with some other people and some randoms. My parents whispered a joke to me like “this place fucking SUXKS” and i repeated it but louder. Then, there were games, and in the games were really just questions, i forgot the other part of the game, but my old crush was there. I also remember being on my phone in and out of the water, and turning my brightness down because I wanted to go through my photos.

I also remember being in my old house room, in my bed, but my clapper lights wouldn’t turn on, so I tried replugging everything and whatnot. I joined a call with a few of my friends on my pc, but my pc randomly shut off. “Fuck.” I just kept trying to fix my lights. I asked my mom about it, and when I got back to my room, it was dark, and I almost fell asleep in my dream. I even did the thing where an item looks like a person in the corner of my room. In the mean time, someone moved my desk completely over, and my mom put some electronics i wanted to get rid of in my room. Can’t remember past that.

Then, I remember being at a table with my current crush(coal), my ex, and a few of (coal’s) friends.

There were 4 chairs but 5 people, and coal was sitting next to me at first, we talked normally, i remember i tried to look cute, wearing like a dress or skirt, and a lot of jewelry. Then some reason coal and ex switched seats, so ex was next to me and coal was across from me. Me and ex had a very normal friendly time. (rn i can’t look at him without having some kinda emotional outbreak) all I can remember from the conversation was me saying “of course you would do that haha”

We had dinner, and all i remember about that was getting food, like with a pass around dish, and there was a server that said “oh, hi Kay,” and I said “Oh, hello,” and she said something along the lines of “remember me?” I said no. “I’m that server from earlier” Now, I don’t remember what i did, but i remember that it was funny and she felt bad about it. “oh, i’m sorry” but in my head, i knew i wasn’t lmao

Now i don’t know if this was before or after the table or dinner part, but there was a bit where I roamed around a kitchen, and went to like a dining room, but it wasn’t the same as either of the other dreams, in this one, it was more of a hangout spot for people to just wait. I zoomed over to the kitchen, and found eggshells in like bars instead of crumpled, took them, and ate a few. They were more like crackers. I showed my grandma who was working in the kitchen, and she told me to go away, so I went to show coal, who was in the hangout room. I ate one in front of him and his friends (maybe this was before the table, i just didn’t think it was?) and they said “how do you eat those?” “with a lot of blood and determination. nah, they’re actually pretty good.” and I know coal and someone else laughed really hard (maybe ex, idk) and I didn’t know if they were laughing at me or something else.

Then, me and coal were at a place that looked like we were characters in a movie. The plot was two families trying to stop the other. Me and coal already knew what would happen. It was a lot of water, with the middle of the big room being a canopy, There was a big action scene in front of us. The whole (redwood?) family was there, and the girl from Icarly from the (coldheart?) family. She was trying to stop the redwood’s from opening a portal, and she was battling someone with ice powers from the redwood family. Inside the canopy looked like just a drop. The water flowed down it endlessly. There was a rope stemming from the top. Ice guy put her on and iced the rope. The rope extended a bit like a tape measure, and he touched the ice and it split in the place he touched. Icarly jumped off the platform formed around the ice and grabbed the remaining rope in a cool action stunt. They talked to each other. “Why are you doing this?” said Icarly. (can’t remember what ice guy said) but then the mom said, “Carly, don’t you just want this to be over? All we want to do is (something idk). Then it’ll be done. We can go back to being normal families and maybe even friends.” Me and coal looked at each other, knowing what was about to happen. “Sure that was a lie.” I said to coal. The daughter agreed, and went down the hole. They started to do the portal thing. Then, the scene switched to a party looking place. Apparently my mom was getting married. I didn’t know to who. No one was dressed up fancy, but the layout of the portal place and this place was the same. Me and coal were still by where the portal was, hanging by the table that was now there. My birds were in the corner of the tent that was now above us. Me and coal talked the whole time. On the tables behind us were little toys, like mini saxophones or rubber ducks. We started to play with them and my grandma said “hey no stop” so we did. My and coal talked for a while before he left to get a snack. He came back and played with one of the toys. My grandma came over and started lecturing us. I told her I didn’t touch a single thing. She kept putting emphasis on her lecture, like “you, you, and especially YOU. Stop touching! you’ve been this whole time!” And i let her know I did not touch a single thing. This went on for a few seconds, before we went to the other table with toys on it, and she pinned me to the table. I kept repeating “What did i touch? Please tell me what I touched. Tell me what i touched.” and she just kept saying “You’re a bad child. You touched this, that, bla bla bla” and i kept repeating what I was saying. Coal was kinda just looking at me concerned. She tightened the grip and got closer. I called for my mom that i saw in the distance. Grandma said “She isn’t gonna help you now,” or something like that. eventually she let me go. The whole crowd saw what happened though. The last part I remember is looking at the birds with coal.

tl;dr, Pool, broken clapper, funny table friends, eating eggshells and flexing it in front of my friends, eating dinner and making fun of a waitress, watching a movie while being in the movie, and getting pinned to a table at a wedding by my grandma.

Interesting. Was woken up by my dad blasting music downstairs. Pog!

Also, i didn’t know that the paragraphs were laid out differently when you post them vs when you write them, so sorry for the lack of paragraphing

today’s vibe:

[ms31x129]

Abandoned Son

MSR/angst   Pre-Season 10, some IWTB  

Having his name officially cleared, working on a case putting his talent to work on something substantial and not squirreled away in his office den had invigorated Mulder. Scully wanted to be pleased that he’d shaved and gotten dressed properly. Standing before her was the Mulder she fell in love with and she was scared - would he want to return to the FBI? And if he did would he expect her to follow?

Somehow, someone had pulled some strings 3 years ago and Dana Scully was able to come out of hiding and re-establish herself. She’d not chosen the FBI instead she’d chosen the road not taken - going back to her roots in medicine.

Mulder had supported her 100% although he had questioned her multiple times about her choice of pediatrics. Maybe he was right she’d chosen the specialty to help other couples children when she couldn’t help her own. Still, it felt right and if she didn’t feel that spark of excitement anymore - like solving cases with Mulder - she was fairly content.

Except this case was not what she wanted to work on. Missing people and a pedophile priest wanting what? Redemption? Psychic abilities aside she wasn’t in the mood for any of this, the seedy part of life she’d left behind. At some point Scully began to wonder, was Mulder pulling away from her or was she pushing him away? Why wasn’t she enough for him? And did she have a right to feel that way?

The case spiraled into an unexpected harvesting of organs, Mulder missing, then finding her car had plummeted down a hillside. With Skinner’s help they stopped the criminals and saved one victim. Mulder wasn’t as lucky he ended up injured with a Grade 2 concussion, 4 broken ribs, near hypothermia and numerous scrapes and bruises. And there it was, Mulder in the hospital again, sleeping now and her keeping watch from the plastic chair in the waiting room across the hall drinking stale hospital coffee. Skinner had stayed, silently lending his support with his presence until she heard her mother’s voice, “Dana? How is Fox?”

That was all it took for the damn to burst, Skinner quietly leaving the room. “Oh, mom…” Margaret Scully sat and took her daughter in her arms letting her cry. Scully composes herself and after a few minutes and took the Kleenex her mother hands her. “Why mom, why does this keep happening…. I thought this was all behind us.”

“Dana? There’s more going on than just Fox being injured isn’t there?” Scully nods and starts to speak.

Mrs. Scully looks at her daughter with tenderness, but also resignation she knows what she is about to say will not be what her daughter would want to hear. It had taken a lot of forgiveness on her part to accept Dana’s decision to give William - her grandchild - away and their relationship as mother and daughter is forever changed, but healing.

“Dana when I married your father I knew the type of man he was. Perhaps I didn’t fully comprehend what being a Navy wife entailed, but I loved him. Even when he was miles away, that was his job - what he’d chose to do for a career and he was good at his job.” Mrs. Scully covered Dana’s hands with her own.

“And Dana from what you’ve told me Fox has a talent for solving crimes. I experienced his fight first to find you and then you put that thing in your neck because you trust him - and love him. Is it fair for you to expect him to sit in that house alone while you’re at work? Shouldn’t he be doing what he’s good at?”

Scully spoke so softly Mrs. Scully didn’t hear her. “What Dana?” Scully took a long shuddering breath. “If I’m not enough for him, if the life we have together … I, I have to let him go. Oh mom, I just don’t know if I can be supportive if he chooses the FBI.”

Mother and daughter were interrupted by a nurse. “Dr. Scully? Mr. Mulder is awake and asking for you.” Margaret Scully stood and took a step toward the door. “I’ll go check on Fox if you need to freshen up a bit.” A moment or two passed before Scully stood as she was passing Mulder’s room she saw her mother through the glass with a gentle look on her face speaking to Mulder as she touched his cheek.

Mulder healed physically, Scully performed the final surgery on Christian and Mulder was true to his word. They got away - just the two of them. Unfortunately the beginning of the end had already begun for them.

Two weeks in the Bahamas. Walking through the hot sands of the beach holding hands. Swimming, boating in the blue waters of the ocean. Sharing exotic fruits and icy alcoholic beverages - making love everywhere over and over. The little paper umbrellas became their signal, Scully had started twirling hers and licking her lips while sliding her hand up Mulder’s leg and whispering suggestively all the things she would like to do to him. Scully might be fanning herself of running an ice cube across her chest and Mulder would begin opening and shutting that little fan before running his tongue along her neck and tasting the salt of her sweat. He would then take her lips in a kiss more intoxicating than the drink she’d just consumed.

Back at the unremarkable house things seemed better for a while until the day she came home and Mulder was gone. He hadn’t called her or left a note. When she got up the next morning he was asleep on the couch. Scully decided not to wake him, got ready for work, she paused at the couch bent over and ran her finger-tips through Mulder’s hair. She finally leaned over to kiss his cheek before leaving for work.

As soon as the door latched Mulder’s eyes opened and he got up and headed for the shower. When Scully got home at Noon it looked like a cyclone had went through the house. File boxes everywhere, papers haphazardly refiled some strewn about. What was he looking for?  She slowly walked into the office, Mulder’s pc screen displaying the website adopted.com. She felt like she’d been punched as she sank into his chair and quickly looked at his browser history.

The states rules and regulations on adoption. Some websites about private adoption. The hours for the County Clerk’s office.

She finds him in the bedroom more File boxes littered the room. Mulder didn’t look at her, “Where is it, Scully?”

“Where’s what, Mulder? What are you looking for?” She needs him to say it - out loud would make it real.

“We don’t talk about him, Scully…why?” Mulder looks up at her, his eyes haunted.

“I, I … I just can’t Mulder. It’s too painful for me.” Scully feels the tears ready to fall.

“What about me, Scully? I had so little time…”

“Don’t do this Mulder… don’t do this to me… to us.”

Mulder stands and starts pacing, he stops in front of her. “I want my son, Scully. I want our son.” Scully’s mouth opens, but Mulder cuts her off. “I need his birth certificate to file a petition. A petition with the state to unseal the private adoption and I need to know who helped you facilitate it.”

“Mulder… it’s impossible.” Mulder finally grasps Scully by the upper arms and gives her just the tiniest of shakes. “Nothing is impossible, Scully - he should be with US - his father and his mother. I know you don’t believe in what I learned at Mount Weather… he should be with us at the end - or not. It’s not too late.”

Scully walks out of the room, a few minutes pass and she returns with the birth certificate. Wordlessly she hands it to Mulder. He looks down at it a smile gracing his face and he kisses her gently. “I’ll be back Scully with the paperwork we’ll need to fill out. The county clerk just needs proof, before anything else can proceed.”

Scully sinks to the bed, listening as Mulder’s steps echo down the stairs and across the living room. The front door opens and shuts… she is sobbing into her hands by the time she hears the car moving down the dirt driveway. She’d been so afraid of this day coming, she’d prayed it never would. Everything, everything they’d built together. Whatever peace she’d managed to achieve over her decision … it’s over now. She knows it deep in her soul.

She lays down and cries herself to sleep. She startles awake her nightmare fading and looks at the clock- 7pm. The window is open and she hears the frogs and insects starting their nightly symphony. Scully rubs her forehead, gets up and goes into the bathroom.

She finds Mulder at the kitchen table, the Birth Certificate in front of him and another form. She knows what it says. As she gets closer Mulder is holding a snapshot of William. She remembers Frohike down on the floor with the camera and William learning how to perform the baby version of a push up. It had been one of her favorite photos.

Mulder’s voice when he spoke was angry, accusatory, “Why didn’t you tell me, Scully?” The words are trapped in her throat. Mulder stands suddenly the chair tipping backward and crashing to the floor, Mulder has the paper in his hand and is waving it in front of her, she takes a step back and then another. Mulder advances on her until her back hits the wall, her palms end up resting on his chest. Usually her touch calms him, arouses him, but now it seems to inflame him.

“How could you, Scully?”

“It was the only way to be sure. The only way to make the adoption completely unbreakable, and untraceable.” She whispers her answer.

Mulder slams his hand against the wall beside her head. Anger fuels his voice and tears begin coursing down his face. “I DIDN’T abandon MY SON! GODDAMMIT, SCULLY!” Mulder slams the wall one more time, Scully cringes instinctively, before storming across the room throwing the paper back onto the kitchen table and picking up William’s picture his fingers tenderly tracing the image forever frozen in ink on paper. “You did this. You gave away our son…You gave away my son.”

Mulder collapses to the floor on his knees he looks up, Scully remembers doing the same thing after finding Mulder’s body and realizing her only hope for saving him was gone. “My son… William!… oh god… I want my son…” Scully can’t bear to listen to Mulder’s agony any longer. She walks slowly past him and the table with the document staring accusingly up at her.

Termination of Parental Rights - Granted Father - Fox William Mulder Allegation: Abandonment

Scully packs an overnight case, she should have told Mulder all the details regarding the adoption. How in order to make it airtight she had to have Mulder’s parental rights terminated legally.  Maybe she hoped to never have the conversation, maybe she harbored a little anger that Mulder wasn’t there to stop her. She hadn’t even been the one to break the news to him, like a coward she’d allowed Skinner to be the one to tell Mulder.

Will Mulder listen to her now?

Mulder is still huddled on the floor when Scully comes down the stairs. She kneels beside him and drapes her body over him, her cheek against his back and he shudders, but doesn’t protest her touch. Scully is transported to another time - another night when they were in this same position, Mulder battling induced demons of the mind while cancer was her own.

“Mulder? I need to explain. Will you let me?” Scully can feel him shaking his head no. “Okay, I’m not going to give up. I should have told you everything and I will. I just need you to give me a chance.”

“I just can’t… hear … not now, Scully.” Mulder mumbles his reply into the floor. Scully sits back on her heels, but keeps a physical connection by rubbing circles on Mulder’s back. “Okay… I think it might be for the best if I spend the night at my mom’s - Mulder… is that what you need?”

“I need William… my  son … “ Mulder breath hitches and the sobs begin anew, “Please, Scully I can’t … talk … look at you right now…”

Scully slowly stands and collects her suitcase along the way, fighting her own tears she opens the door. Her hand is still on the knob, she hates leaving him like this, Scully knows she has to try one more time. “Mulder…?” No response no acknowledgement. “Okay then…” Stepping across the threshold Scully pulls the door shut and places her palm flat on the wood “I love you, Mulder,” she whispers.

Mulder unfolds himself and rolls onto his side. The sounds of a car door shutting and tires on dirt float to him. One part of him wants to get up and run after her - stop her - this woman he’s been in love with for almost half his life.

The other part is crashing, feelings - past and present - experiences rising up all around him. He’s drowning in sadness. He’s drowning in the pain of unrealized dreams. He closes his eyes and he’s drowning in pain from all the torture at the hands of his enemies on the ship. Pain. Needles and blades. The whir of a drill, screaming until his voice was hoarse - seeing the saw blade lower until it splits his sternum - his own warm blood spraying into his mouth, nose and eyes.

Nooooo….. Nooooo…… Stop…… Scu-lly……

Mulder can no longer suppress those feelings, sounds and images assaulting him and they rise up - a tidal wave of emotions that pull him under into the darkness of his own eidetic memory….

The End….

Note: This idea came from a discussion with other fans about how long Mulder and Scully had been separated when we saw them in MS1 for the first time. What if it had been several years instead of months? I hate they were apart to start with and what exactly put them on that path something much more personal to both of them might have triggered it and this fic was born.

*Many many thanks to the awesome @cultureisdarkbeer who waded through my horrible grammar and tenses and making great suggestions . Any remaining errors found are all mine. P.S. I know she’s diligently working on the next chapters of Rooted in Friendship - I know I can’t wait!

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