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thought--bubble · 6 months

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It's ok to hurt me, I'm not worth much (one-shot)

Billy Washington X (Store Clerk Reader)

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A/N: this is by far the smuttiest thing I've ever written so please don't judge me too harshly 🤣🤣 I was inspired by the video someone posted of Billy whining and I couldn't help myself.🤣

Warnings: depression, self-loathing, oral sex (M receiving)

When you met Billy Washington, he seemed like a moderately happy guy. He must have had a flat nearby because he was in your cornerstore quite often. He would come alone, or sometimes he would be in the company of a pretty woman hands intertwined they seemed like a happy couple.

When he would come to the counter with his items for purchase, he would always have a friendly smile and ask how you have been doing. You loved it when he came into the store. Mostly because you could stare at him when he did. He was handsome. He had a tall, slender figure. A sharp jawline with piercing blue eyes and shaggy hair.

You didn't flirt with him because you were aware he had a girlfriend. A girlfriend who you surmised was one of the luckiest women you had ever met. She was as beautiful as he was. Light features and a soft laugh.

You always looked forward to his visits, though. You paid such close attention that you picked up on subtle changes. It started with the pretty girl. You noticed that for weeks on end, she had not accompanied him. Then, it was his smile. It seemed each time you saw him that beautiful smile of his got smaller and smaller until there was no smile at all. Then the fluffy hair on his head hung down in what looked like oily globs. His previously clean shaven face now littered with patches of mismatched hairs that looked like a young boy trying to grow a beard for the first time.

You couldn't help but wonder, what had happened to this cheeky adorable man?

You were getting ready to close down the shop. It was a Friday night and you planned on going to the pub with a few friends to unwind. You were counting the till when the little bell over the door interrupted your thoughts. You had thought you locked the door.

"I'm sorry were closing up" you said not looking up.

"Possible just to get a quick pack o smokes?"

You lift your head quickly at the recognition of his voice. Although it no longer sounded cheeky instead shakey and unsure you would still recognize it anywhere.

"Oh, sure. Can't deny you now can I?" You joke while grabbing his brand of smokes from behind the counter and placing them in front of you.

He looks an utter mess. Eyes glossy, hair disheveled, clothes unkempt.

He gives you a half smile that doesn't make it to his eyes. You put your hand over the pack and bite your bottom lip.

"I'll give you these.... IF you answer some questions" You feel a small burst of adrenaline you have never been this forward.

He looks at you confused "questions?" He scratches at his temple. You notice his hand is injured and wrapped in gauze.

"Yep. We have a deal?" You pick up the pack and wiggle it back and fourth in front of him.

"Yeah, alright, I'm not too interesting though"

"I'll be the judge of that." You move from behind the counter and flip the open sign to closed and lock the door. You pull down the blinds over the windows and the last one over the door.

"No interruptions." You go back behind the counter and pull out two stools, bringing them to where Billy is standing. He is shifting his weight from foot to foot. Running the flat of his palms down the front of his pants, no doubt, trying to wipe off the sweat that has started to accumulate there.

You move the two stools so they are facing each other.

"Sit" you motion to one of the stools.

He hesitates, looking between you and the stools with confusion.

"You're fidgety, sit"

He lets out a shakey light laugh and sits down on the stool and you sit down on the stool you had set up across from him.

"Ok.... first question" you look into his eyes he looks so nervous. It endearing.

"What happened to the pretty girl that was always in here with you?"

"Becky.... oh yeah that..... didn't work out" he looks down at his feet nervously tapping them together.

You fight the smirk that wants to crawl across your face. "Is that the reason for all of this?" You wave your hands towards him.

"All of what?" He looks at you confused.

"The dirty hair? Unkempt clothes? No longer shaving?"

"W-what? N-no. " he pats down his hair and brushes off his clothes self-consciously. "I've got a lot of different things going on at the moment"

"Explain it to me" you say gently.

He looks away, not wanting to make eye contact. "You don't want to hear any of this." he nervously runs his fingers through his hair.

"But I do" you scoot your stool forward so your knees are near touching as you reach down and squeeze his with your hand. "Tell me"

His eyes go wide as he stares at your hand on his knee and clears his throat. "U-umm... got rejected from the army"

"That's not a big deal loads of people do" you run your hand up his thigh and back down to his knee in a comforting gesture.

He keeps his head down watching your hand "no not my family. Not just once but a lot of times."

"So..... choose a different career path, " you say now using your thumb to rub circles on his knee.

"Can't keep a job." He lets out a huff mixed with a laugh

"Then you haven't found the right one"

He finally lifts his head and looks at you. "Why are you doing this?"

"Because that happy funny man I always loved to see has disappeared. I would like to find him and bring him back. " You get off the stool and stand in front of him.

"Trust me, I'm not worth it," he says, dejected.

"Hey," you put your hands on his cheeks and lift his face to look at you. His blue eyes are so sad that you feel yourself melt a little. You rub your thumbs along his cheekbones. "What has you saying a terrible thing like that?"

He allows you to keep his head in your hands and keeps looking up at you. "They all tell me. They ain't wrong."

You think he looks like a little puppy that needs to be rescued in this moment. "They hurt you, huh?" You continued caressing his cheekbones. He raises his arms as if he is going to rest them on your hips but instead lets them fall back into his lap.

"It's ok to hurt me, I'm not worth much," your heart breaks as he finally looks away from you, putting his hands over yours and lowering them off of his face.

You kneel down in front of him and place your hands on his knees. He looks at you completely confused.

"Umm.... ermmm.... what are you doing?" He runs the palms of his hands against his pants.

"I want to show you that you are important." He stays silent, eyes wide just staring at you.

You run your hands from his knees up his thighs and back down while you both maintain eye contact.

"H-how would you do that?" He gulps loudly.

"I have a few ideas." You scoot in closer, spreading his legs apart, settling yourself in between them.

"What makes you feel good" you say to him in your best sultry voice.

He's just looking at you, jaw slack. After a few minutes, he finally half responds. "Huh?"

"Well, you have been feeling bad. So -" You run both hands from his knees all the way up to his hips, lingering for a moment before running them back down."I would like to know what makes you feel good"

He makes a small whimpering sound as his eyes quickly scan your face. "If you won't tell me, I guess I will just have to figure it out. If what I'm doing makes you feel bad, you just tell me, yeah?"

He barely squeaks out an "Uh hu"

You run your hands up and down his thighs a few more times and click your tongue. "Tsk tsk so tense, Billy."

He makes another small whimpering noise lighting a fire in your belly. You bring your hands back up to his hips and then slide them under his shirt.

He holds his breath but doesn't pull away. Your hands slowly slide out of his shirt and over his waistband and down into his lap.

When your hands brush lightly over his manhood under his joggers, he lets out a slightly louder whine and his hips jolt forward. You start to caress him through his joggers as he is involuntarily bucking his hips lightly.

"So responsive, sweet boy," he whimpers again as you bring your hands back up to his waistband and start to shimmy them down just enough to free his throbbing member.

"Well, that's impressive" you say while looking and his fully erect cock thats already wet with precum.

Billy is breathing heavily but doesn't say anything he stares at your hand as you wrap it around him.

"Oh shit" he says in a whimper as you start moving your hand up and down in precise motions along his cock not fully gripping.

"It's so pretty" you say and fully grip him as he lets out a gasp. His hands gripping the sides of the stool.

You lean in as if you're inspecting it, making sure your breath can be felt on the tip.

Billy whimpers again, his hips slightly shifting. You give the tip a kitten lick and then look up at billy. His eyes are wide and his mouth open completely entranced.

You take his right hand and place it on the back of your neck before leaning completely forward and taking the head of his cock in your mouth. You feel the hand on your neck start to squeeze, and you hear him starting to pant above you.

You take as much into your mouth as you can and grip the rest with your hand as you start bobbing your head up and down, hollowing your cheeks. Billy slides his hand up from your neck into your hair.

"P-p-please don't stop," he says in between whimpers. You start to move your head more vigorously. Feeling his cock battering the back of your throat. His whimpering is getting steadily louder, and his hips start to buck up off the stool. His hand gripping your hair as if he is hanging on for dear life.

You lower your head as far down as you can until it causes you to gag. Billy moves to pull your hair back with both his hands, watching your every move intently.

"Oh, I'm gonna, oh no, I'm gonna." He doesn't finish his sentence before you feel his cock pulse I'm your mouth as his seed shoots down your throat.

You make sure to swallow everything he gives you and then rise to your feet. He sits on the stool face flushed with beads of sweat on his forehead.

"I bet you really need that pack a smokes now, huh?" You say cheekily as you walk back around to the back of the counter.

Billy is still speechless sitting on the stool, and he hasn't moved an inch yet. Only his eyes are following you around the room.

You go back over to him, sitting in the stool and handing the pack of cigarettes to him. He stares at the pack blankly, not moving.

You giggle, taking his hand and placing the cigarettes in them. This contact seems to wake him up, and he looks at you.

"T-thank you"

You smile sweetly at him. "I have to finish closing this place up now.

"Oh yeah, sure i should....." he looks down and gets himself back into his joggers.

"I should probably get out of your way then," he stands up. He looks over at you like he wants to say something else but can't bring himself to do so. He walks to the door and opens it to step out.

"Billy?" He stops and looks at you.

"I expect to see that happy smiling man back in here. I have a surprise. I can't wait to give him"

Billy dawns a giant cheeky grin that lights up his face.

"I think he will be coming to this store often"

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wooyoungmybelovedhusband · 1 year

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[ 7:45 ] Jung Wooyoung (smut)

♡ Pairing : Jung Wooyoung x F! Reader

♡ Warnings : Harddom! Woo, spanking (a lot actually), daddy kink, begging, lots of teasing, bratty! Reader (another bratty fic from the bratty author), brat tamer! Woo, degradation, dumbification, fingersucking, woo had a big dick (no where mentioned tho), nipple play, squirting.

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Wooyoung hated when you were bratty in front of his friends. And you chose to do nothing but that today. From giving him attitude all day and talking back at him for the smallest things to teasing him in front of the members, you did it all to get on his nerves. And by the end of the lunch, it was safe to say that, his patience was running on thin ice.

Hearing you talk back to him yet again, his hand grasped your thigh harshly, his nails dug into the flesh of your skin, making you wince. You noticed the way the atmosphere around the table stayed the same as his hand travelled to the back of your neck, Wooyoung squeezed his hand around your neck before leaving in, "If I was you, I would fucking shut the fuck up princess. My patience is running on thin fucking ice today."

Your breath hitched from the way he squeezed your thighs roughly, he retarded his hand back before giving you one last warning look.

Tears rolled down your cheeks, and you let out another cry when his hand came down to strike against your now cherry red ass once again. Oh well, you definitely should have seen this coming after teasing him, talking back to him, giving him attitude all day in front of his friends would get you into nothing but worse consequences. You were currently bent over his lap from the last 30 minutes, with a vibrator shoved up your hole with its remote in Wooyoung's hand.

"D-Daddy, I c-can't, w-wanna cum please." Wooyoung smirks, his thumb turns up the Vibrator onto the highest mode while his free hand comes down to strike your ass again making you let out a loud moan. "Well princess, go on then. Cum all over my thighs like a good girl." Your eyes close shut when you hear his words, feeling slightly relieved that you can finally get your well deserved release. His hand caressed the flesh of your ass as he played with the settings of the Vibrator getting you close to your release.

But you definitely judged him too soon, just as your moans got louder and when incoherent babble escaped your throat, Wooyoung turned off the vibrator catching you off guard. You whined and rubbed your thighs together for friction to get the release that was just taken away from you a few seconds ago. Wooyoung instantly notices the action and his hand eventually grips one of your thighs tightly almost leaving bruises, "Since when did you get so fucking bold to do anything without my permission? "

"B-But-" You were cut off by yet another spank causing your hands to grip on the fabric of his jeans as you cried out. Your tears soaked his jeans while your wetness pooled between your thighs causing his jeans to be soaked wet from you. "So pathetic. Can't even form proper words, can you, princess? " He chuckled mockingly and his hand travelled down to your sweet place between your thighs. His index finger and thumb brushed slow circles on your clit before collecting all your juices onto his hand. You moaned out loudly yet again, now, that you could finally feel his fingers on your wet pussy.

You instantly spread your legs further apart and pushed your ass into his hands causing him to instantly withdraw his hand from between your thighs. You widened your eyes while you whine loudly, only to be cut off with two of his fingers getting shoved into your mouth, shutting you up. Your tongue licks his fingertips while you look up at him to find him looking down at you with raised eyebrows. "Since you don't know what patience is, Go on suck on my fingers like it's my cock, princess." Your tongue instantly swirls around his thick fingers and you plop yourself onto your elbows to give him a view of your breasts and hardened nipples.

You hollow your cheeks around his fingers before bobbing your head around them, making Wooyoung grunt at the view. Cursing under his breath, he shoved one more finger into your mouth and you could feel him hardening against your abdomen. You moaned when he shoved his fingers deeper into your mouth causing you to gag around them. Wooyoung chuckled mockingly before sliding his hand down your torso. His hand groped your bruised ass making you whimper around his thick fingers.

His middle finger sneaked down to your wet hole as Wooyoung scanned your face, you let out a loud moan as tears formed in your eyes when you felt two of his fingers getting shoved into your hole. Saliva slips out of the corner of your mouth and you let out a loud moan when you feel his fingers thrust into you at a faster pace. Your thighs shudder when his finger brushes over your G-spot making Wooyoung slow down his pace. You whined loudly and grind over his fingers while your saliva dripped down to your chest.

"So fucking desperate, doll. You wanna cum so bad don't you? " You nod desperately and tears stream down your cheeks while your tongue continues swirling around the tips of his fingers. "Such a dumb slut." His thumb flicked at your clit harshly before his fingers started to thrust into you at a harsher pace. You moaned around his fingers when you felt you were getting closer to your orgasm. Your wet cunt clenches around his thick fingers hinting him that you were close to your orgasm.

Spreading your legs further apart with his thigh, Wooyoung angled his fingers to thrust over your sensitive spot. You felt a knot appearing in your abdomen and your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you came undone around his thick fingers. Wooyoung's eyes darkened at the way your legs shook due to the intensity of the orgasm you just had, his cock grew painfully hard, being confined by the tight pants he wore to the lunch.

Wooyoung instantly pulled out his fingers from your mouth, making you straddle his thighs, his hand grasped your jaw tightly. Your innocent doe eyes meet his dark ones and the next moment his lips are smashed into yours. His tongue instantly enters your mouth without consent, his teeth bit on your bottom lip harshly, drawing blood. You mewl at the metallic taste of blood as you grind over his clothed cock making him grunt loudly.

His hand grasps your hair and pulls you away harshly, before you have time to question him, you were flipped on to the bed. You were manhandled onto your stomach as Wooyoung hovered over you from behind. His hand strikes against your ass, harshly, leaving another burning handprint on your ass.

Quickly getting out of his pants and boxers hastily, Wooyoung's hand came down to grasp your wrists harshly. He leaned towards the side drawer to get the bottle of lube, instantly squirting some onto his hand, he applied it onto his hard cock.

"I'm going to fucking ruin this little pussy of yours tonight baby girl."

Wooyoung leaned down to whisper into your ear as his free hand grabbed a handful of your ass, squeezing your ass. You let out a whimper when you felt his tip tease at your entrance, his hand loosens the grip on your hands before coming down to lift your hips, having your ass up in the air for him. His hands harshly spread your ass cheeks making you moan softly, not giving a shit, Wooyoung shoved half of his thick length into your hole. His cock stretched you completely, his tip almost brushing over your G-spot. "So fucking tight. All for me."

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head and your hands gripped on to the bedsheets as you whimpered loudly. You bit onto the sheets to muffle your moans when you felt him pull out slowly only to shove his dick back into you. Wooyoung instantly noticed the action and he harshly grasped your hair pulling your face away from the sheets, "Dare fucking try to hide your moans and you won't be cumming tonight. Get louder. Fucking scream my name, slut."

You instantly let loose and let out a loud moan as Wooyoung releases the grip on your hair making you fall onto the sheets. His hands gripped your hips thighs harshly almost leaving bruises, his hips thrust against your ass roughly as he throws his head back, groaning at your cunt clenching around him. You let out louder moans which could be mistaken for pornographic, you begged at the back of your head that your neighbors wouldn't hear you as you let out a scream when you felt his tip hit your sensitive spot.

Wooyoung groans loudly before flipping you onto your back, he leans down, attaching his lips onto your right nipple as he fastens his pace. You moan loudly and you arch your back when Wooyoung bites on your nipple certainly in a harsh way. Your legs wrap themselves around his torso, pulling him closer making his cock his deeper inside you. You could feel every nerve and ridge of his dick on your inner walls as he bottomed out inside you.

His mouth sucked dark marks all over your chest like you were his canvas. His hips continued thrusting deep into you and you could feel the bulge of his cock in your abdomen while you arched your back, louder moans escaping your throat. Wooyoung's hand travels towards your clit, giving it a harsh slap, startling you. "That's for acting like a fucking brat today." You clench around him because of hie words, as you feel your second orgasm approach.

Letting out a loud moan, your back arched as you came undone around his cock. You see stars at the moment and your mind turns completely hazy not being able to think about anything. Wooyoung curses under his breath and chuckles cockily towards himself. "So fucking worn out already princess, can't fucking hold in your cum can you?"

Wooyoung's words go over your brain as your eyes turn watery at the feeling of overstimulation, you knew you could never go over two orgasms and you could definitely not believe Wooyoung was testing you today. Your hands hold onto his biceps, "D-D-Daddy, too m-uch, c-can-n't " Wooyoung chuckles mockingly at you as he fastens his pace since he too neared his long awaited release.

"Too bad princess, I think you can cum once more for me?" His tone sounded demanding as his pace turned faster and rougher. His hands leave dark bruises on your hips as he continues thrusting into you at an animalistic pace. His hands yet again moves to your clit, rubbing harsh circles over it making you scream at the knot forming in your abdomen.

You clench tightly around his dick, "Fuck, I'm not gonna last long princess, cum with me." And before you knew it, both of you released at the same time as you squirted all over your lower halves, soaking the sheets. Wooyoung curses as he grounds himself into you, his hot cum painting your walls. Your body shakes miserably under his hold as your thighs tighten around his waist and your back arches. Wooyoung is blessed with getting his face shoved between your soft breasts as you slowly come down from your high.

Soon after the both of you catch your breath, Wooyoung slowly pulls out his now softened dick as he collapses beside you. His arms snake around your waist, pulling you towards his chest. Your mind was still hazy as you wrapped your hands around his neck, slowly drifting off to sleep. Wooyoung chuckles as he makes a mental note to shower you with kisses and affection when you wake up and slowly drifts off to dreamland too.

For some reason guys, I'm definitely not satisfied with this smut or I don't like this. Sorry to disappoint you guys, I will soon write a better smut than this 😅.

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multiplicity-positivity · 8 months

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hello , i don't really know how to start this question or if i should even send this to your blog . . . but i decided i should send because i need to spell it out . since last year i am thinking that maybe i am in a system but that feeling is getting to out of control and i don't really know what i should do . i had been in multiple traumatic experiences since childhood and always changed my personality in the experiences that i am within. i'm always questioning if this me IS really the me who i was yesterday like "is this me? is this really me??" . i feel like i should try to research and try to self diagnose myself because my family won't allow me to go to the psychiatrist again and our financial amount can't pay because is to expensive nowadays . do you guys know any reliable resource to research about multiple and maybe about depersonalization too ? ( i've been also experiencing somewhat of a depersonalization recently ) i'm so scared of sending this because I can't stop feeling that someone will judge me of " wanting to take advantage of a disorder to make bad things " which isn't what I want :(

Hiya! We’re so sorry that you’re having to go through this difficult questioning process on your own without any help from a mental health professional! It sounds really tough, and our heart goes out to you! Rest assured you should never feel bad for asking a question here… we’re always happy to help however we can!! >w<

We do have a post with lots of resources for questioning systems! So if you’re looking to start learning about plurality and dissociative disorders, this is a great place to start:

That post ^ contains nearly every resource we’ve found so far on dissociative disorders, and we continue to update it as we find more! So it’s a really good jumping off point for complex dissociative disorder research :3

Now as far as depersonalization specifically… here’s some links to sites where you can learn more about that symptom in particular! Remember depersonalization is a symptom, usually of something broader like DID, OSDD, DPDR, or PTSD/CPTSD. And many of the resources in our info post actually discuss depersonalization as it relates to dissociative disorders!!

(^ you don’t have to buy the manual in order to access the information on this site!)

(^ our own infographic on depersonalization vs. derealization! :3)

And here’s a bit of unsolicited reassurance, if that’s okay!

There is nothing wrong with learning about other disorders and questioning if you have a particular mental illness!! Especially if you don’t have access to healthcare, questioning and self-diagnosing may be your only options for actually figuring out what’s going on in your mind. Please don’t treat yourself harshly for questioning whether or not you’re suffering from a certain mental illness. Us mentally ill folks are suffering enough as it is - no need to rub salt in the wound by treating yourself unkindly for questioning if you have a dissociative disorder or something similar!! >w<

Anon, we’re sending hope and strength your way! Good luck with figuring this out! We know it’s not easy at all, but we believe in you! :33

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songmingisthighs · 2 years

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[1.59] yunho × reader

⇀ of course after you broke up with your long time boyfriend, you seek comfort from your best friend

⇁ literally @paralumanniluna and i had this convo 2 nights ago and i wanna cry because the fuck we talked about ?? 😭😭

⇁ ps, i based the relationship on mine so please judge my ex as harshly as you can <3 but not too much, he still supported my simping agenda

You had just broken up with your boyfriend after a little over two years. It wasn't like it was such a great relationship, after the first year mark, your boyfriend seemed to stop trying, thinking that he had just locked your future in with him. Behind everything though, you had been suffering, asking for him to change for the better (which he promised he would do but never does), waiting for things to become better, hoping that staying with him isn't the wrong decision. But your friends had always voiced out their concern and dislike towards the guy. After the first year mark, they had told you continuously to just break up with the guy.

Amongst them, Yunho was the one who was most consistent and loud. His "Are you still with what's-his-face?" joke aside, he was genuinely worried. The last thing he wanted was for you to waste your youth on that jerk. You were very much aware of his feelings and concerns.

That is why you immediately called Yunho when you broke up with the jerk. The man came barrelling into your apartment with a tub of your favourite ice cream and a litre of cola. You asked him to bring booze to make a boozy float, but knowing better, he said that being heartbroken and drunk is not a good combination for you and he's preventing any mistakes.

Even after two hours of crying, Yunho still held you as you cried into his chest, soaking his shirt.

"W- What if I made a mistake? What if I wasn't supposed to break up with him a- a- a- and this was just a bad phase in our relationship, you know?" you sobbed out after pulling away to look up at Yunho. His heart clenched at the sight of your glossy eyes and trembling lips, years of knowing the bright side of you (by your own definition of bright that is), he never got used to seeing how broken you can seem and he hate it.

He shook his head firmly as he reached for a couple of tissues to wipe your face with, "No, listen to me, what you're doing is good. After years of putting up with him, adhering to his needs before you, it's finally time you put yourself first, you hear me?" he smiled down at you.

Usually, his smile could make you feel instantly better, but considering you just got your heart broken, the only thoughts in your head were negative ones. At that moment, everything seemed bleak. No matter how shitty your boyfriend (now ex) was, he still made you feel loved, he gave you attention when you need it. You know, instead of being the whole package of boyfriend, he just gave you spare parts. Tiny bits of himself. Just enough to keep you on the hook.

"Yunho, you don't get it," you let out a hiccup that honestly made Yunho want to wrap you in a blanket burrito and just hide you from the cold, harsh world. "He- h- h- he- he was the only man wh- who had loved me f- for the p- past two years, who's to say I'm g-going to find someone else who'd love me l-like he did?" you continued to cry out.

In all honesty, your question was like a punch in the gut to him. Has he not been showing enough hints that he has been utterly and pathetically in love with you for years? Even before who's-his-ass made an appearance in your life. But he can't blurt that out now. No way, not while you're in such a vulnerable situation. He knew you need time to process and just be sad before you could dust yourself off and move on. And he's committed to being with you every step of the way.

Carefully, Yunho positioned your face back to the crook of his neck as he gently caressed your hair. "There is no way you won't find someone else that will love you MORE than he has ever claimed to love you. Isn't the point of this break-up is so that you wouldn't continue being loved the way he had 'loved' you?" A smile grew on his face when he heard you chuckle.

"Besides, you'll find who you'll want and need soon... That person is right in the corner or maybe you know, just... in any corner of the world," he blabbed, almost outing himself at you.

Surprisingly, you smacked him right in the chest, making him jolt slightly, "What corner, you dumbass? The world is fucking round!" you whined at him. Somehow despite the surplus of emotions coursing through your body, you were still able to think logically. Something Yunho both love and hate. "Okay, then... There's plenty of fishes in the sea!" "The sea is polluted with trash and the fishes are dying, Yunho. Do you not watch the news?"

Knowing that he couldn't say much anyways, Yunho resorted to just shushing you and went back to caressing you gently.

The whole night, through calm and cries, during the short break you were laughing whilst watching the movies he put on, he kept his hold on you. You've always known that he was your safe space. And while your heart is still healing and you, not quite knowing what his gestures mean, you felt grateful that you have someone like him to help you during times like this.

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howthesleeplesswander · 3 months

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((Hi, everybody! >w</ With 2024 upon us, there are still plenty of additional muses I want to add to this blog in the coming year! To start, I thought that it was about time I add a couple live-action characters to spice things up and add a bit of variety!

I would say "please don't judge my guilty pleasure too harshly once you see who they are," but I can't even blame you if you do, tbh 😂 BUUUT since I'm utterly shameless, here are my newest menaces!

Derek Hale from Teen Wolf has joined the roster of wanderers!

Liam Dunbar from Teen Wolf has joined the roster of wanderers!

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See Derek and Liam's info HERE!

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SEE? I TOLD YOU I CAN'T BLAME YOU FOR JUDGING ME 🤣 Listen, I know Teen Wolf is trashy and tropey and ridiculous, but that's exactly what makes it great, you know?? I certainly didn't expect to love it as much as I do, much less to pick up muses from it, but these two boys barreled into my headspace before I knew it and that was the end for me. XD

As always, please like this post if you're interested in interacting with either of my werewolf boys! Feel free to comment if you have a preference between them, and/or message me if you'd like to chat about plots or dynamics! uwu Thank you as always for your continued support! 💖))

#《⭒✩⭒ || new muse announcement 》#OH LAWD THEY COMETH #《⭒✩⭒ || visage: sourwolf (derek) 》#《⭒✩⭒ || visage: puppy pack alpha (liam) 》#《⭒✩⭒ || interaction: sourwolf (derek) 》#《⭒✩⭒ || interaction: puppy pack alpha (liam) 》#《⭒✩⭒ || hc: sourwolf (derek) 》#《⭒✩⭒ || hc: puppy pack alpha (liam) 》#《⭒✩⭒ || musings: sourwolf (derek) 》#《⭒✩⭒ || musings: puppy pack alpha (liam) 》

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frisbeep · 3 years

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so i thought of a short AU writing thingy

Steven’s mind was foggy, how long had it been? 3 days,,2 weeks? He didn’t know. As he stared at the fire he had prepared, he realized that his glowing hue didn’t bother him much anymore, he had been glowing almost continuously since he reached Jasper’s hideout.

Speaking of Jasper, he heard a gruff voice call from behind him. “You won’t believe how hard it is to find good rocks around here.”

Forcing back a chuckle, Steven offered. “I can go find some if you’d prefer, we might be able to get more that way,” he enjoyed listening to the gem’s rantings about small things like grass, and good rocks. “I can tell you like sturdy, circular rocks to use to train with.”

“How about I throw one at your face,” she huffed a response, resting one of her elbows on a stone as she pointed at him. “Remember, you’re here to ‘train’ *not* pity me.”

“Okay sorry!” This caused a light chuckle from Steven, turning back towards the fire, he asked innocently. “So, what’s the plan for tomorrow.”

Jasper was about to reply when a circular light appeared suddenly in the clearing, causing Steven to duck inside his lean-to. /Oh no,,,please don’t let it be Lion.../

It was Lion.

“Jasper!” A girl’s voice called. “Hey, Jasper, can I ask you a question?”

“You just did,” Steven could tell from the tone of Jasper’s voice that she didn’t want to speak to the girl, who Steven knew was Connie. She was the only other person who Lion allowed to ride him without Steven.

“Please, Jasper,” Connie’s voice was strained with emotion. “Steven has been missing for months,,everyone’s devastated! We just,,we want you to let us know if you see him. Can you do that?”

Steven held his breath, he never told Jasper that he never told anyone where he was going! Jasper seemed to remember this too, as she walked over to the lean-to and kicked it. “You didn’t tell anybody?!”

/Is she..worried about them?/ Steven thought, before bunching his knees to his chin, looking up at Jasper. “It wasn’t that important Jasper..”

“it *was* important though!” She shouted at him, extending her arms for dramatic effect. “If you would have told them, then we wouldn’t have Earthlings at *my* base! I. don’t. want. company.”

“Jasper I-I’m sorry!” Steven’s glow brightened a significant amount as he stood up, he caught a glimpse of Connie, who looked horrified and angry at the same time. “If you want,,we could-”

“Steven,” Jasper warned. “If you think you’re staying any longer, you’re wrong.”

“Let me finish!” He growled, dust shaking out around him, the power he had gained over the past few months had been impressive. “I was going to ask if we could have our rematch, like originally planned. So that your time doesn’t turn out to have been wasted.”

Jasper thought for a moment, before backing up, pushing Lion’s shoulder. “Move Earthlings!”

“Hey!” Connie’s voice wavered, she was very clearly texting someone, her hands were shaking as her thumbs rose and fell onto the glowing surface of her phone.

Rolling his eyes, Steven taunted Jasper, remembering their first match since Era 3 began. “I’ll let you take the first punch.”

Smirking, Jasper charged forward, digging her fist into Steven’s shoulder harshly, sending the hybrid boy skidding on his feet a few inches. Clenching his fist, Steven didn’t even consider bubbling up his fists to protect his knuckles. Raising his fist, he went right for Jasper’s gut, pushing her backwards before launching himself into the air.

The fight droned on, one matching the strength of the other multiple times, Steven had forgotten that Connie was still around, or maybe,,she left? Shaking his head, he realized he couldn’t get distracted for a single moment longer. The battle had taken flight, one of Steven’s powers was the ability to manipulate the speed of his dissent, but through the training, he learned how to use the powers to project flight capabilities. While in the air, Steven had the high-ground, punching Jasper’s forearms repeatedly, he paused, flipping in the air and kicking her in the head, full force.

He watched as she plummeted down to the clearing, poofing on impact. Falling to stand beside her, he laughed. “Who’s weak now Jasper! ... Okay, let’s get you out of the dirt, you can rest in your cave, and as promised,,,I’ll-”

As he was speaking, he was clearing the debris from the area to reach Jasper’s gem,,but there was more than one. Jasper only had one gem! How many gems did she beat! Picking them up, he noticed the fractures on all of them, that they were all the same hue, that they were all Jasper’s.

Closing his hands around the shards and looking up, he tried to see if anyone was around. There, he saw Garnet, Amethyst, Pearl, Connie and Lion standing there. He could see Amethyst’s mouth about to open, most likely to make a snide remark about how he should have left Jasper alone, but he didn’t want to hear it now. Taking a few paces back, tears edging his eyes, he took off running, trying to get to the bathroom, the Beach House.

He ran for a good minute or so, not wanting to speed up, he wanted to feel horrible, shattering was a horrible thing! Noticing the circle of light appear beside him, he tried to push his legs further, to go faster.

“Steven!” Connie shouted. “Stop, running!”

He didn’t. He didn’t even look at her. “Is anyone else with you?”

Breathing a few times, hesitating, Connie admitted. “No, they’re on they’re frantic, and still at Jasper’s base...Steven, what happened?!”

Steven planted his heels into the dirt, skidding to a halt and falling backwards, pressing his closed hands close against his chest, not wanting to lose a single speck. Eventually, Lion stopped too, and Connie hopped off, sitting next to the hybrid boy and leaning on his shoulder in an attempt to comfort him.

“I..” Steven tried to find the words, falling silent for several seconds, repeating the single letter, and falling silent again. Suddenly, he felt a hot burning in his chest, as if his heart was squeezing. Tears rushed to his eyes, nearly blinding him for a few seconds as he wailed. “Oh Connie! I just wanted to get my powers under control! I thought Jasper could help!”

“Yea, I guessed that much,” Connie sighed dully, placing a hand on top of Steven’s, making his stomach tighten. “Why did you run off?”

“I didn’t want you guys to see her?”

“We already saw Jasper! We heard what you said about putting her in her cave! Why didn’t you-” Connie couldn’t even finish her sentence before Steven opened his hands, feeling Connie’s fall into his palms, over the shards.

He didn’t need to say anything, she knew what was below her hands. Carefully, Steven flipped the three hands over, effectively transferring all the shards to Connie’s, and shutting her fingers gently over the gem. “Connie,,take the shards to the bathroom in the Beach House...there’s bottles of diamond essence in the cabinet, there should be some of my essence on the gem already..try to get her pieces all together, run the bath,” he paused, thinking. “And dump the bottles in, all of the essence.”

“Steven no..”

“Steven yes,” he replied, raising his hand to cut her off. “You have Lion, you can warp there, you can make sure the Crystal Gems can’t see the shards,,it would probably destroy them,” his heart was pounding, he could feel his gem in his mind, trying to find a way to get him to safety.

“What about you?” Connie sounded concerned for her dear, dear friend.

Steven took a few steps back, shouting as tears poured down his cheeks, dripping onto his chest. “I’m a monster Connie! A fraud! I, just, killed someone Connie! I can’t do this anymore..”

“Wait!” Connie jumped to a less-than-savory conclusion and tears formed around her bottom eyelids. “Steven you can’t-”

“I’m not,” Steven cut her off, realizing what his words may have alluded to. “I’m just going to hide in the forest, like all the other monsters.”

With that, he magic sped away, leaving Connie there.

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It had taken about half an hour for the Gems to return home, but when they did, they heard muffled sobs coming from the bathroom. Pearl rushed to the door and opened it just a crack. “Steven?”

“N-no,” a weak voice responded, Connie’s hands and forearms submerged in the liquid.

“Why are you here Connie? What are you doing?” Pearl’s voice became gentle, yet concerned as she opened the door fully and stepped inside, walking over to the young swordfighter and settling down. Garnet and Amethyst following shortly after.

Connie rubbed her cheek against her shoulder. “I..I’m d-doing what Steven told me to..to do, but,” her throat tightened as she choked. “It’s not working!”

“What’s not working?” Pearl rested a delicate hand on Connie’s shoulder, looking into the tub and seeing the four diamond colors swirling in the tub, alongside their bottles, resting at the bottom.

Sniffling, Connie warned. “B-brace yourselves,,” as she slowly removed her hands from the tub, her wrists down to her fingertips were wrinkled like a raisin. Breathing slowly, she closed her eyes and gently opened her eyes, feeling the shards fall out into her hands. Hearing the horrified gasps of Steven’s family around her.

“Who did-” Amethyst began.

“Steven,” Connie finished, setting the shards gently on a bath towel she had prepared beside her, rubbing her eyes as she reached over to capture Pearl in a tight embrace. “That’s..that’s why he started running-!”

Pearl’s arms tightened around her as Garnet asked urgently. “Where is Steven now?”

“H-he said he was going to the forest..” Connie remembered his words like a nightmare. “He said he was going to the forest to be with..the other monsters.”

Nobody had anything they could say. But they didn’t need to, it only took a few seconds before Bismuth, Lapis and Peridot came warping in, shouting. “All hands on deck! We have a new threat!”

Fearful for the citizens and the students, the four of them hurried out of the bathroom, eyes red and puffy from tears. Peridot gave them a shocked look before stating in her frantic tone. “We..we heard roaring, and a,,a corrupted monster came barreling out of the forest! Bigger than any of the others we’ve faced!”

The Crystal Gems, and Connie, all exchanged looks, each having a solid idea of who the corrupted beast was.

#steven universe #au #alternate universe #writing #first piece #please don't judge too harshly ;w;#steven universe future #su #su:f #suf #corrupted steven #jasper #shattered

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olibavee · 3 years

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am sketching henryk wearing a garfield shirt and this visage is just. so ominous

#liv rambles #He's Here.#also this isn't anywhere near done so please don't judge it too harshly yet dfkjgnfd #henryk being into garfield comics in a modern au is extremely good lore and it delights and frightens me #also also if you're wondering why henryk's face deviates from his canon face it's bc barrows and i had a headcanon face for him years ago #before they datamined his facial structure #and i just...can't fully part w it so i decided to combine it with his canon face and i think he looks very loveable

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childofaura · 4 years

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I made a FEH Summoning video!

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This is my first time ever doing something like this; hopefully the next time I do one of these it won’t be too long.

I had to do a LOT of sound editing, I was using too many uh’s and um’s.

#FEH #Fire Emblem Heroes #Fire Emblem #Please enjoy but also please don't judge me too harshly ;w;#I tried to do some editing to make it a little more entertaining

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rusty-tetanus-nail · 3 years

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[Gunshots] Through Your Heart

a The C*W Sniper x Reader fanfic

The story of how You finding your One True Love finally released the Jackles Tapes™.

Author’s Note: If you actually read this fic, I will judge you.

It's the first non-virtual con since the finale and you've paid half a month’s rent to see the monkeys on stage awkwardly talk their way out of giving the gays what they really want. You've long since lost hope of anyone so much as acknowledging Cas' confession, but as long as Jensen keeps his sexy silence intact you're at peace with that.

The fandom knows what's up anyway, even if the C*W tries to silence everyone involved with the show. You chuckle, remembering that one time when you opened tumblr and everyone was talking in riddles about [gunshots]. It took you at least an hour to figure out where that particular meme came from, but that's just season 16 for you. The confusion is half the fun. Of course the fandom would come up with the most ridiculous explanations as to why the cast and crew aren't allowed to validate Hellers, instead of just facing the reality that they all don't get it and have wrong opinions about things.

You open yet another nondescript brownish looking door, trying to find your way back to the panel hall. Whoever thought colour coding every single signpost and door instead of just using letters and arrows to point the way deserves to be fired.

You take a deep breath to calm down and look at your phone.

"Fuck!" You curse out loud. You're so late. The main panel has already started and you're still utterly lost with no one nearby to ask for directions.

...not that you would ask for directions. You shudder. Egh people.

You hear a faint cheering coming from behind the dark wooden door at the end of the deserted corridor. Bingo!

You run across the hallway, so ready to see the convention madness for yourself and open the door with a grin.

Instantly, the cheering grows louder and then subsides, leaving room for someone to speak. You look around confused. You can hear the panel just fine, but you’re not in the main hall.

Cautiously, you take a step forward. No that's not quite right. You are in the right room, but in the wrong place. Instead of being on the ground floor looking up at the actors on the stage, you’re on a balcony of sorts, hidden away near the ceiling. From here you can see everything. The whole crowd of fans, the stage. It's not the first row seat that you paid the other half of this month’s rent for, but it’s a nice view nevertheless and feels far less claustrophobic than downstairs with all the people around you doing their best to give you a headache. Maybe you'll just stay here and enjoy the rest of the show. No point in missing more of it than you already have.

You lean against the railing and watch as a staff member gives the microphone to a nervous looking fan. You cross your fingers, silently cheering them on, hoping they'll get through this in one piece.

The fan starts to talk and from the corner of your eyes you see something move. Startled, you stumble forward over the railing and for a moment you're certain that this is how you die.

A hand grips you tight by your several layers of flannel and pulls you back onto the floor of the balcony saving you from certain death.

You look up in a daze and see the silhouette of your saviour illuminated by the ceiling lights standing over you holding a sniper rifle. Somewhere in the distance you hear the fan continue their question ignorant of your almost death.

Your saviour moves with practiced ease back to the railing and aims their weapon at the people below.

Shit. This can’t be happening. You try to get up and stop them from whatever they're about to do, but when you reach the figure and grab their wrist it's already too late.

"So about the Cartwright Twi-" [gunshots]

The fan falls to their knees and is carried off as someone on stage lets out an uncomfortable laugh and makes a joke about fainting. You watch the proceedings in shock, still gripping the sniper's wrist.

"What did you do?" You bite out, more harshly than you intended. In the back of your mind you know you should probably run away instead of arguing with the assassin, but there’s just something about them that makes you feel safe and unthreatened.

"My job." A gruff voice replies and as they turn you finally catch a first proper glimpse at the sniper's face. You let go of them almost immediately.

Oh no. They're hot.

The sniper pulls their wrist close to their chest and strokes the parts of their skin that your hand previously occupied. And odd knot forms in your stomach. You take a step closer and they shift away unused to the presence of another person.

You try to reach out again, but think better of it. You don’t want to scare the beautiful person in front of you. Your hand falls down limply to your side and the sniper follows your movements with their eyes still refusing to look directly at you.

You open your mouth to ask who they are, but you get interrupted when Jensen starts speaking. Instantaneously the sniper is all business again, aims their rifle and-

“Actually I think Dean is b-” [gunshots]

Jensen bends over and starts coughing violently, his sentence hanging forever unsaid in the room.

The sniper lowers their gun and looks emotionlessly at the scene they just caused.

“You’re-” You start, but the sniper holds up their hand to stop you.

“Don’t. Just go and pretend you never saw anything or I’ll shoot you as well.”

You shake your head.

“No. I don’t think you will.” Taking a chance you close the distance between the both of you and take the sniper’s free hand, intertwining your fingers with theirs. Their breath hitches as you touch them and they lower their eyes, but don’t move away. You take it as a good sign.

“You’re the C*W Sniper, aren’t you?” You whisper astonished. “I can’t believe you’re real.”

A fan with a faintly Spanish sounding accent is given the microphone. With their free hand the sniper reaches down and pulls out a gun from their thigh holster and- [gunshots]

What was once an almost unnoticeable accent is now unrecognizable word salad. Everyone laughs and writes the incident off as the fan simply being nervous. You frown.

“This isn’t right.”

“They’ll be able to speak again in a couple of minutes.”

You tighten your fingers around the snipers hand and try to unsuccessfully catch their eyes.

“Still doesn’t make it right. You didn’t even know if they’d mention anything about-”

The sniper aims their gun at you.

“I have my orders.”

Your eyes finally meet for the first time and the previous argument is forgotten as the world around you bursts into vibrant colours.

“What the f-”

This isn’t possible. You’ve always been severely colour blind. People don’t just randomly heal from that. You shouldn’t be seeing any of this.

The sniper's cold eyes grow warm and mirror your own in wonderment. They look around before settling their eyes back on you and a soft “oh” escapes their lips.

“You’re my soulmate.” Their rough voice takes on a heart wrenching tone and you shake your head disbelievingly.

“No. Soulmates aren’t real. They were made up for fanfics.”

“That’s what the CW wants you to think.” The sniper says with a sad smile and breaks eye contact again. “The CW’s reach and power is far greater than anything you could possibly imagine.”

You cup the sniper’s face with your free hand and softly stroke their cheek with your thumb, almost entranced at the new connection you made with the not quite stranger in front of you. The sniper closes their eyes and leans into your touch. Your heart starts pounding and you wish for the moment to never end.

“You should leave.”

“Not without you.” You reply not missing a beat, trying not to get distracted by the sniper’s full lips and delicate features contrasting their hard battleworn exterior.

“I’m not safe to be around. I’ve hurt people.” The sniper turns around and lets go of your hand, but you hold on tight, too scared they’ll disappear as suddenly as they entered your life. Clutching their hand tightly, you pull them close and swirl them around forcing them to face you.

“I don’t care.” You say resolutely. “Whatever hold the C*W has on you, we’ll figure it out. Together.”

The sniper shakes their head and looks frantically over to the stage where Jensen is about to give his phone to a staff member.

“I- I can’t. I have to- I have nothing else but this.” They aim their gun at the stage, but you gently push their raised arm down. Your sniper doesn’t resist, but their hands are trembling. They’re scared, you realise. They’re scared and they need you.

“You have me. Please, I promise. Everything will be alright. Let me take care of you.”

The gun falls to the ground and the sniper lets themself be enveloped into your embrace. You hold them tightly as they fall apart in your arms and wait patiently until they stop shaking all the while whispering sweet reassurances into their ear.

“It won’t be easy.” They mumble against your shoulder and straighten up to look into your eyes. “The C*W will want to eliminate us. I’m not their only assassin.”

“Let them come. We’ll make them regret ever messing with us.” You say with a wicked grin and your sniper grins back with tears in their eyes.

You throw your arms over your snipers shoulders and lean your forehead against theirs.

“I’d really like to kiss you now.”

“Yes please.” The sniper says, almost breathlessly and you capture your soulmate’s lips for the first time.

Fireworks explode in your soul and the crowd cheers as the Jackles Tapes are finally released and played on the big screen behind Jensen and Misha, who take the opportunity to ask every minor to leave the room as they’re about to reenact the secret good ending of Supernatural.

#spn #supernatural #destiel #cockles #???#well at least mentioned and maybe implied. idk at this point #how do i tag this?#crack fic #I had way too much fun making the terrible stock photo banner XD #cw sniper

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hanawrites404 · 4 years

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Twice My Age

Show : Jojo's Bizarre Adventure/Jojo No Kimou Na Bouken

Pairing : Noriko (female Noriaki)/Jotaro Kujo

Warnings : Age-gap romance and sex along with swearing.

Characters : Jotaro Kujo, Noriko (female Noriaki), Jolyne Cujoh

Timeline : Pre-Stone Ocean

This story is based on this song :

This story is also based on the author's headcanon when she had finished reading Stone Ocean and was recovering her brain cells.

Third Person POV

It was a normal afternoon at Florida. Today was Friday, which meant the last day of the working week. Students at the school were frustratingly tapping the heels of their feet on the floor waiting for the school bell to ring and mark the end of the tiring session.

The teacher obviously minded his own business and lectured the pupils without averting his gaze from the blackboard. He kept ignoring the sounds of whispers and paper-tearing and snickers of the children, until for once he recognised one of the students who was continuously talking in his class, and decided to take some action.

"Ms. Cujoh" the teacher called out harshly as he teared his gaze from the blackboard and stared at the student.

The talkative student looked at the teacher and went silent. She had a piece of folded paper in her hand, her arm stretched out to the student for whom it was meant for. She retrieved her hand back and answered the teacher who was glaring lasers at her through his glasses.

"Yes Mr. Anderson??". "First, please stand up while you speak to a teacher" Mr. Anderson pushed his glasses up. The student sighed and stood up, putting away the paper she had in her pocket.

"Would you please answer the question which is on the board??". Ms. Cujoh read the question. She then rolled her eyes and read the question the teacher had written in white.

Prove that Cos2x = Cos^2x - Sin^2x

"What the??" The teenager reacted.

Mr. Anderson's gaze never left Ms. Cujoh. He was observing every move of her of how she was looking around the classroom, silently asking for help and her friends were giving her a shrug or a thumbs-down.

"Ms. Cujoh. We don't have all day"

After that, she knew that she would have to answer the question by herself.

"I-It's simple Mr. Anderson. Multiply both the sides by zero, and there you go. LHS = RHS".

The students roared with laughter at the teenager's statement. Mr. Anderson was actually expecting such kind of an answer from the rowdy teenager.

"Silence everyone" the teacher stomped his ruler on the table and the room became quiet. But it didn't last for long as the bell finally rung, meaning that it was time for dispersal.

The students quickly packed their bags by shoving their books and stationery inside and exited the classroom, scrambling on their feet. The whole classroom became empty, leaving the astute teenager and the stoic teacher alone.

The silence in the room grew kind of tense. So the girl started to pack her bag and leave the class. Until.......

"Jolyne". The teenager looked at the teacher. She really wanted to leave the vacated classroom and go home. Also she had successfully survived today's class. Now what was the problem??

"Your behaviour is getting worse day by day. And I'm afraid that you might need some extra tutelage for your discipline and your academics yet again".

The teenager rolled her eyes once again. She then placed one of her hands on her hip and looked at the teacher with disinterest.

"Give me a break Mr. Anderson. My answer was correct". "You can argue with the ones who will correct your answer sheet Ms. Cujoh. I'm definitely not the right person to go against with your illogical statement".

Jolyne held her fist tightly. She really wants to punch her teacher square in the face and make sure to get the glass shards of his glasses cut his eyes. But she decided to bottle her anger for now.

"Your discipline is very concerning. Also you are not taking your studies seriously. Even the previous teachers whom I had appointed to improve your etiquettes returned home with a broken nose and teeth" he said to himself.

Jolyne smirked to herself with pride.

"So I have decided to change my plans" he spoke.

"Ha!! So you finally understand, Mr. Anderson" she then crosses her arms and sits on the table while putting her leg on the other. "You will never be able to transform me into nerds like you want to. I'm what I want to be and I don't give a fuck to anyone who wants me to change".

"We will see about that" he then pushes his glasses. "Huh??" Jolyne raises her eyebrow at him. What was this thick-skulled teacher really planning to do to her??

"If it's another teacher, then do keep some extra bandages for the injuries, because I'll not go easy on them" she then cracks her knuckles.

"Now that's where I stop you Ms. Cujoh".

Jolyne then glared at the teacher.

"I'm not going to appoint a teacher to straighten you up. This time, it's a student of your age. Your own classmate".

Jolyne was slightly taken aback. A student?? Of her age?? And the student of her own classroom?? But she barely knew anyone who was good at both discipline and studies. The only persons she was aware of were mostly the divas, the jocks and the bullies.

"W-Who is this student you are talking about??" Jolyne asked. "You will meet her outside the school premises. She is actually one of my best students and has been topping her class for the past 3 years" Jolyne witnessed a sense of pride in Mr. Anderson's tone.

Jolyne became a bit nervous. Who was this nerd whom she hadn't even notice that she was in her school and her class?? And also, a girl??!!

"You might be wondering--'why a girl??' It's because I really want you to get along with her and learn whatever she teaches, and her being the same gender as you would be a good boost".

Jolyne then sniggered and got up from the table. "Just because she is a girl and is of my age, doesn't mean that I can't afford a bruise or two on her".

"I had already warned her about your..........tendency and she is perfectly fine with it. So do whatever you want to do to her, she will be alright with it as she was the one who chose to take the risk and tutor you".

What a daring one for a nerd......Jolyne thought.

Mr. Anderson then looked at his wrist watch. He then spoke "It's getting late. You may leave now".

"Oh thank you, Mr. Anderson" she said in a very sarcastic manner and she even bowed to add to her mockery as she left the class.

"And another thing Ms. Cujoh". Jolyne then looked behind at her teacher lethargically. Can the teacher just leave her already before she actually punches him??

"If you hadn't been the daughter of Dr. Kujo, I would have already expelled you. But I'm still giving you a chance because I'm sure that you too can be as disciplinary as your father".

"Alright first of all, Dad was a delinquent when he was my age. And second of all, he would have already punched your face and shove your stupid glasses into your mouth just to make you shut up if he was at my place" and she then goes away without saying anything else or looking back.

Mr. Anderson sighed as he stacked the sheets and registers he had to take home and correct. After he was done, he looked at the empty classroom once more, especially at the seat where the spiteful teenager sat.

"Hopefully you know what you are doing, Noriko.........."

*One minute time skip, brought to you by Binod*

"Stupid Anderson, he just doesn't know how to mind his own fucking business!!!!" Jolyne angrily stomped out of the premises. She then turned around to look at the clock which was installed on the school building.

It's 5 already. I need to return home fast. Dad is coming home earlier than his usual time so I better reach home before him..........

"Umm....Jolyne Cujoh??".

"What?!!" She turned to the voice. Jolyne relaxed her eyes a bit when she saw who was the owner of the voice.

It was a girl wearing the same uniform as her. The only difference was that she was comparatively shorter than Jolyne and was fairer than her.

She had her red hair down which was a bit longer than shoulder length and purple eyes, one red wavy bang was framing her pretty face and her lips were a glossy, cherry red.

"Do I know you??" Jolyne raised her eyebrow at the unknown girl.

"Not yet, but you will. My name is Noriko. I'm the one who is supposed to mentor you" she then goes closer to her and offers her hand to shake. "It would be a pleasure to get to know you better".

Jolyne observed the girl's hand. She had her nails perfectly trimmed but there was no polish on them. Jolyne then looked at her face and asked.

"Japanese??" She asked. "Yeah" Noriko replied. Jolyne then smirks and shakes her hand firmly.

"Then we will get along pretty well" she said. Noriko then smiles and brushes her bang behind her ear with the other hand. "I'm glad you think so" she replied.

Both of the girls let go of their hands and then they walk home beside each other.

"By the way, why did you say that we will get along well, judging by my nationality??" Noriko asked the taller girl.

"You see, I'm a Japanese myself".

"You are??" Noriko asked, a bit surprised.

"Yeah. I know. I may not look like that but yes, Japanese is one of my nationality" Jolyne replied.

Noriko then snickered and asked "Just how many nationalities do you have??". "Well, my mother is from Florida and my father is Japanese, Italian and British" Jolyne calculated.

"Wow, so many citizenships" she commented. "Haha, it's not that cool as it sounds like. Trust me" Jolyne joked. Noriko chuckled and slapped the taller girl's shoulder lightly which made Jolyne chuckle.

"So Noriko??". "Yes??". "Why did you choose to mentor me?? You do know that I have a certain.........reputation at school".

"I am aware of everything you do in school. Mr. Anderson has updated me everything on you".

"*Ugh* That fucker. What is he, a spy?? Did he only find me to spy on?? And not the ones who actually harass girls or bully lowerclassmen behind the school??"

"Actually, I should be the one at whom you should be angry at". "Huh??" Jolyne looked at her.

"Wait, don't tell me--". "Yes. I was the one who told him to note everything you do".

"*Ugh* Noriko~!! I didn't expect this from you~" Jolyne whined. "Sorry, but this was the only way to plan on how to get you into discipline just like how Mr. Anderson want it". "Fuck that teacher!!!" She then kicks a stray rock on the road which goes very far.

"You seem to be very strong". "Heh, thanks. It's not much, but I can surely lift a heavy table pretty easily". "I'll take a note of that. It might come handy to me when I need to move a table" she chuckled. Jolyne then laughs and Noriko too joins her.

After their laughter died, Noriko spoke.

"You are really fun to be with". "Thanks. I had assumed that you were going to be just like Anderson but you are one lively person" Jolyne said.

"Oh really?? Thank you. Actually, no one has said that to me before" she then brushed another strand of her hair behind her ear.

"What do you mean??" Jolyne asked. "I don't really have friends. Only a few classmates talk to me but only when they need my assistance".

"Huh?? How is that even possible?? You are such an amazing person. Also, you are very pretty. You should have at least a boyfriend with you".

"I don't have a boyfriend". "Oh......a girlfriend perhaps??". "No.....". "Oh, you love a trans??". "What?? No. I'm not interested in anyone for now". "Ahhh....I see".

"Say, do you have a boyfriend??". "My status is also as same as you. Even I'm not really interested in getting into relationships. It will just..........get in my way, that's why". "I understand. Love is.......a very new subject for me" Noriko said.

"Yeah.....me too.....Hell, I don't even know why Dad fell for Mom in the first place just to leave her after that" Jolyne stated. "Huh?? What do you mean??" Noriko looked at Jolyne.

"My parents got a divorce after I was born. And according to the laws, both of my parents have the rights on me. So I visit one of them after every alternate month. This month I'm staying with my father" Jolyne explained.

"I see. Your father is Dr. Jotaro Kujo right??". "Yes, the famous marine biologist. The one who wrote thesis on starfish and other marine creatures. How interesting" Jolyne said, adding a dramatic sarcasm to it.

"Honestly, I'm a big fan of him" Noriko added, a light blush on her cheeks. "What?? Seriously??" Jolyne gaped.

"Yes. I have read every report and thesis he has ever written. The way how he observes and analyses the creatures is just wonderful. I bet that he is going to be the one who will discover a new species of marine life which humanity has never seen before" she spoke with amazement.

"Ha!!! You are flattering him now. My Dad is nothing like how you think of him" Jolyne argued. "Oh really??" Noriko raised her eyebrow.

"Yes. I know he is smart and all but he is not Einstein-level" Jolyne answered. "I never compared him with Einstein, Jolyne. It's just that I really think of him very fondly, and I admire him a lot" Noriko said.

"Yeah yeah, but don't fall in love with him. He might break your heart" she joked. Noriko blushed pink. It's good that Jolyne didn't notice it, otherwise it would have been very awkward.

"Well, here we are. My Dad's house" Jolyne stopped and showed Noriko her house.

"Wow, it looks very big" Noriko looked all over the lavish bungalow.

"Heh, these are the perks of being a Joestar" she said. "Joestar?? What do you mean??" Noriko asked. "You first come inside and then I'll tell you" and so Jolyne and Noriko entered the luxurious house. Both of them removed their shoes and Noriko looked around the house with an agape mouth and wide eyes.

"Wow......this looks so much better from the inside. Just how rich are you people??" Noriko commented and asked Jolyne.

"Well, there was a guy named Robert Speedwagon who was friends with my great-great-grandfather. He then became rich after finding many oil ores out of nowhere. After he died, all of his luxuries went to my great-grandfather and that's how all of our expenses are taken care of" Jolyne explained.

"That's amazing. You guys are literally royals" Noriko commented. "Yeah. And also my great-great-grandfather was a noble in England, so he was rich even before the Speedwagon guy came" she added.

"I see" Noriko then sat on one of the loveseats. "Being a Joestar must be very lucky right??" Noriko asked. "If you think like that, you are gravely mistaken" Jolyne told her.

"What?? Really?? I can't believe this. But you guys have everything!!!.............I guess everything has it's pros and cons" Noriko told herself.

Jolyne was about to speak more, but then the bell of the house rang.

"That must be Dad. You stay here Noriko. I'll be right back" and then she goes to check the door. Since Noriko had nothing to do for now, she looks at her skirt and straightens it up a bit.

Jolyne on the other hand opens the door and sees her father standing outside, just as she expected.

"Hello Dad" Jolyne greeted. "Hello Jolyne, how was school??" Dr. Kujo entered the house and Jolyne stepped away to give him some space.

"Meh, it was fine. Mr. Anderson barked at me as usual" Jolyne told him. Mr. Kujo sniggered a bit.

"He doesn't seem to stop critisizing you, does he??". "Of course not. I bet he won't even shut up even after he is an old man and cannot even lift his hand to push his oversized glasses up" she mocked.

Dr. Kujo smiled a fraction as he removed his shoes and his coat. While he was putting his shoes on the rack, he noticed another pair of school shoes which were similar to that of Jolyne's.

"Jolyne, have you brought a classmate here?" Dr. Kujo asked.

"Uhh yeah. She is actually my mentor who is supposed to tutor me, starting from today. I hope you don't mind if she stays here".

"No, not at all" The professor replied. He then hung his coat up and headed to the living room, her daughter following her.

As soon as Mr. Kujo entered the room, he spotted the red-haired girl. She looked awfully familiar to him which made the professor stop on his tracks.

"Dad, what's wrong??" Jolyne spoke from behind her father.

"Noriaki........" He whispered.

"Noriaki?? No Dad, her name is Noriko"

Jolyne corrected.

Even her name is similar to his...........

Mr. Kujo continued to stare at the red head who was scribbling something in the notepad on her lap with a pencil.

That red hair, those amethyst eyes, and how she was concentrating on her work, everything Mr. Kujo had seen already a long time before. It all felt like Deja Vu to him. And he clearly remembers the person whom this girl reminds him of. He was his highschool lover after all.

"Noriko-chan" Jolyne calls her. Noriko looks up from her notepad to her friend.

"Here is my father, who is also your 'sole idol'. And Dad, this is Noriko, my friend" Jolyne introduced them to one another.

(Part 2)

#jojo's bizarre adventure #jotakak #jotaro x kakyoin #noriaki kakyoin #jotaro kujo #jolyne cujoh #jjba genderbend #female kakyoin #Spotify #what I wrote

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dazed--xx · 4 years

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Bulletproof Love

Request: Can I have a Jimin imagine where you think he’s cheating cause you have a lot of trust issues which leads to a fight. Thank you❤️

Member: Trainee!Jimin x Reader

Genre: ANGST, Smut, Fluff if you squint

Word Count: 3,346

Trigger Warning: SMOKING CIGARETTES AND WEED

A/N: So the title is this song by Pierce the veil its better to listen to it while you read you’ll understand the lyrics in between the story better, im just a little emo kid honestly lol. ANYWAY FIRST JIMIN FIC. HOPE THE PERSON THAT REQUESTED THIS ENJOYS IT LITERALLY HAD A MIND OF ITS OWN

I breathe you in with smoke in the backyard lights

“Y/N-ah?!” Sunny shouts from the other side of the inferno, drink in her left hand, the blunt in the other extended toward me. The smoke fills my lungs, the need to cough builds as I inhale. The sliding door behind me opening, as 3 loud voices boom “SUNNY!”. My eyes drifting to the bonfire in front of me, my social anxiety creeping up as I take another hit of the blunt. One of the 3 figures setting themselves down on the left side of me. My hand reaches out to pass the vice, eyes glued to the ground. “Oh...umm..I-I... don't” a soft anxious voice speaks, my eyes traveling from the fire to the male next to me.

A soft smile appears on my face as his stunned eyes widen. “N-not that there's anything wrong with.....I mean I just don’t... I'm not like judging or whatever....I mean um-” “You don’t smoke I get it not a big deal can you hand it to the person next to you please” I ask softly. He nods, “I'm Jimin” “Y/N” We used to laugh until we choked into the wasted nights (Wasted nights)

My excitement built as I got ready to go with Sunny to her new boyfriend's party. Jimin always seemed to find his way at every party I went to after Sunny’s. My crush growing rapidly as each encounter left me in a whirlwind of emotions. “Come on Y/N!” Sunny shouts from my living room. “Relax bitch” I laugh as I enter the living room. “Let’s go Tae is probably waiting for us at Jimin’s” She snaps. “W-we’re going to Jimin’s...?” I mumble. Sunny smiles a radiance I only wish I could hope for.

“I didn’t tell you? I'm sorry I thought I did” She smirks I shake my head. “Y/N you need to tell him how you feel or just move on” “I know but it's not easy man, I’m not like you” I mumble. “Girl, I know I confessed to Tae over a year ago, remember?” I shake my head Sunny sighs. “Y/N remember I was like utterly heartbroken because that kid that worked with me rejected me” the memory rushing to my mind like a tidal wave. Taehyung was the jerk coworker that slept with her and put her into a major depression. She quit her job and reinvented everything in her life. After Tae rejected her, she started smoking, my habit becoming hers.

“I extended the invitation to him to show him I was over him you know? I went back to the café a day before the party and I didn’t even think he would be there Jungkook told me they all quit a while back. So, I figured why not and they were there so I just invited him, I wasn’t expecting him to actually show up but he did. When Jimin came and sat next to you he pulled me away. He told me that he missed me and our times together, that he hates how I smoke and that I don’t hold myself the way I used to and then he cried like hard core sobbed because and I quote ‘ he made a mistake and he’s been madly in love with me since before we even hooked up the first time’ “ Sunny explains.

“Girl let me tell you I was shook honestly and I don’t know how it happened but one thing leads to another and we hooked up in the shed while everyone was sitting at the bonfire. After that Tae had to go and I figured damn he just used me again man, but I woke up in the morning with the cutest good morning text from him telling me that he's happy I'm his again and we just haven't left each other's side” I nod “Yeah, but you actually had the balls to confess. Both of you did really, I don’t have that. I can't tell him how I feel because I'm not sure how I feel.” “Y/N don’t play yourself, cause your ass definitely knows how you feel” She says jokingly “Let’s go” I grab my jacket and rush out the door.

Pulling up the music blaring loud, cars sprawled around the street and yard. Taehyung standing outside, Jimin next to him a smile on his lips. Sunny’s tiny frame running and wrapping herself around Taehyung. Jimin noticing my slowly approaching figure a friendly smile appears on his face. “You came,” he pulls me into a hug “thank god! I could not survive this without you” he pouts. “Why would you think I wouldn’t come?” I question. “Sunny told me big crowds weren't really your thing” dread filled my stomach “I-is there a lot of people h-here?” Jimin nods slowly “But don’t worry you will be with me all night and since it's my party I can clear any room you need okay” He pulls my face into his hands as he speaks and looks in my eyes. I nod slowly “It's fine honestly I'll be okay you don’t have to do that” “EHEM as cute as all this flirting is, I need a drink where shall I go Jiminie?” Sunny cuts me off. “OH! Yeah um lets go inside huh” Jimin says still looking at me his hands returning to his side as a blush creeps onto his face.

The party is packed, my anxiety driving me outside away from the cluster fuck of people. Sunny disappearing soon after we entered the house. Pulling a cigarette out of my pack standing against the side of the house. Its dark, the shadow of the home covering me as I inhale, the nicotine relaxing. Staring at the stars as I lean back. “I thought I'd find you out here” Jimin’s voice breaks through the silence. I hold up the cigarette “Don’t want to smoke in the house.” Jimin nods “Thanks but you could have its cold out here” I shrug “I like the cold....” my eyes drift to the ground “It was too crowded wasn’t it?” He asks curtly. I nod slowly “but it's fine I'll be fine I'm used to dealing with crowds like this I know how to make myself feel comfortable” “By sneaking off and being alone?” He asks laughing. I nod giggling “yeah” “I guess that’s the best way to deal with a crowd” He says jokingly.

My body shifts as I ash the cigarette flicking it far from the house. Reaching for my pack to pull my blunt out, Jimin's hand is around my wrist. My eyes trail up to his face “Let’s go inside huh?” I shake my head “I like it out here.... just us” His hand releases me, moving up to my chin “Just us huh?” a blush creeps onto my face “I-I mean-” “you're cute when you're flustered” He says softly. “I'm not flustered I just...wait did you just call me cute?” I state quickly. He nods laughing “Duh I think your cute, no offense but I wouldn’t be out here if I didn’t...” “Oh...I do too, think you're cute I mean” “I know” He says bluntly I stare at him dumbfounded “Y/N I'm not the type to beat around the bush, I like you and I know you like me and I'm gonna kiss you now” He states pressing his lips to mine. My body in shock from the sudden confession, I slowly respond to his kiss. My arms snake around his neck, his hands on my waist pulling my body against his.

His lips trail down to my neck, sucking. My panties growing wet, he presses me against the wall. “Hmmm you're so damn beautiful.” He whispers in my ear. His member growing hard against my thigh. His right-hand snakes down and lifts my leg around his waist. “Jump” He whispers between pecks against my neck. Following his instructions my legs are wrapped around his waist as he presses his lips against mine. Grinding his member into my core, my panties soaked through my jeans. I softly push on his shoulders. He pulls away as my hand reaches for the zipper of his jeans my lips attacking his neck. Soon both of our pants are off, my legs back around his waist his member buried in my core. He thrusts harshly losing himself in my core “Fuck I've imagined this so many fucking times but it's never been this fucking good god” He moans “it's all yours baby” His lips back on mine at my statement.

It was the best time of my life, but now I sleep alone

Jimin and I have been together for 6 months now and it's been perfect.

*Ping*

Jimin’s phone goes off again, as he beams at the screen. His hands removing themselves from my hair as he replies to the stranger on the other side of his phone. “Baby girl unfortunately I have to put this on hold I gotta go to practice.” He states sadly. Confused I pull my phone out of my pocket and check the time “At 12:23 AM? That’s a weird time to set a practice....” I state. Jimin’s face contorts “Excuse me?!? Are you saying I’m lying?” I sit up “What?! No.... I was just saying it was odd. That’s all” He nods clearly irked by my former statement. “Call me when you get done with practice babe, maybe I'll bring you breakfast or something” I smile at him as he stands from my couch preparing to exit. A soft grunt from his mouth as he pulls his jacket on making his way toward the door “Don’t bother....”. My figure following behind him, like a puppy desperate to keep its owner home. “I love you” I call out as the door slams.

The second he’s out the door my tears consume me as the thoughts take over. Who was that he was texting? Why did he flip out like that? Is he having regrets? I trudge back to my bedroom and lay in bed cocooning myself in the comforter crying myself to sleep, alone.

So darling, don't, don't wake me up, cause my thrill is gone (Say I'm wrong) In the sunset turning red behind the smoke Forever and alone

The sun beaming on my eyes as I check my phone. 12:23 pm no new messages from Jimin. The day goes by extraordinarily slow as I wait for Jimin to return to the apartment. The thoughts of another woman consuming me as the hours pass, soon its night and I am falling asleep alone again.

You've gone and sewn me to this bed, the taste of you and me (You and me) Will never leave my lips again under the blinding rain (Blinding rain) I wanna hold your hand so tight I'm gonna break my wrist (Break my wrist) And when the vultures sing tonight, I'm gonna join right in

I'll sing along, oh 'Cause I don't know any other song I'll sing along But I'm barely hanging on No, I'm barely hanging on By the time you're hearing this I'll already be gone And now there's nothing to do but scream at the drunken moon

*ONE WEEK LATER*

The party I stumble into drunk with Sunny is extremely crowded, her form fitting dress hugging my body. The pregame at my apartment a little excessive, knowing it was Taehyung’s party. Leading my way to the kitchen for a drink, taking me away from Sunny and Taehyung. A crowd of people doing shots, excitedly handing me one. Consuming the unknown shot, I reach for a beer. My drunk form stumbling into the living room, Jimin’s frame in front of me. A smile on his face, drink in his hand. A mysterious woman walking up to him, placing herself at his side. They have a small conversation before she takes his hand and leads him out back.

Running toward the exit, I head home. Once I'm down the street my body collapses as the sobs take over. HE’S CHEATING ON ME, so blatantly, so publicly, he doesn’t care. I open my apartment door dragging myself to my room plugging my phone in bringing it back to life as messages come through on my phone. I click on the messages from Jimin.....

I leave the conversation without responding as I read Sunny’s messages

Throwing my phone down, lying in bed falling asleep. Waking up in the sun beaming on my face, a sharp pain shoots through my head. Getting out of bed to close the curtains I throw myself back in my comforter. Checking my phone 2:19 pm, Damn slept all day. I text Sunny

I go to Jimin’s messages in my phone...

A knock on the door pulls me out of the bed, Jimin’s disheveled frame worried and slumped at my door frame as he wraps his arms around me. “Fuck I needed to see you baby” He whispers. His lips pressing against mine, hunger in them. Lifting me wrapping his arms around my waist, my legs around his.

Our sweaty naked bodies connecting “Fuck! Take it, yes baby girl take that cock” His hand pinning my waist to my bed, his thrusts sloppy. My walls clenching tightly pleasure building within my core as Jimin attacks my sweet spot. “Shit you're so wet for me baby girl I'm gonna cum, where do you want me to cum?” He moans out, his lips attacking my neck marking me as his own. “Cum inside me” His movements halt, His eyes connecting with mine “Are you sure?” I nod quickly. A smile forms on Jimin’s face “beg for it...” the need for him to move builds. I clench tightly around him “No fair baby you're so tight as it is” He pouts, my arms snaking around his neck pulling his lips onto mine as he begins finding a steady rhythm inside me.

Soon we are wrapped up in my comforter, bodies cuddled together; limbs tangled.

*PING, PING, PING*

A series of messages go through his phone. Jimin jumps out of my bed rushing to find his phone. “SHIT! I GOTTA GO” He states checking the contents of the mysterious message. “Aww I thought we could watch a movie....” I pout. He halts his dressing, facing me “I’m sorry, I gotta go I didn’t realize what time it was I’m late for a meeting I wouldn’t have been able to stay I just wanted to be with you until I had to go to the meeting. I missed you.” I nod slowly at his words. “Come back after if you want” He smiles “I'll try..” He says as he heads out the door. “I love you!” I shout as he runs out the door. A meeting???? Did he really just sleep with me and then leave?? WAS I OKAY WITH IT?????!!?!?!

This isn't fair! (No!) Don't you try to blame this on me (Ohhh) My love for you was bulletproof but you're the one who shot me And God damn it, I can barely say your name So I'll try to write and fill the pen with blood from the sink Woah oh, oh oh But don't just say it, you should sing my name Pretend that it's a song 'cause forever it's yours And we can sing this on the way home

I haven’t heard from Jimin in 2 weeks, my messages unanswered. My low point at its lowest, I haven’t left my apartment other than for work in a week. Scrolling through Instagram I see a picture on Taehyung’s page. Him, Jungkook, Jimin, and that mystery girl I saw Jimin sneak off with at that party. Jimin’s arm wrapped around her waist. Her chest pressed against him. Jealousy creeping up inside of me as I text Jimin a number of times again.

A few hours pass and still no words from Jimin, my mind racing as my heartbreaks staring at the photo over and over again. Jimin’s snapchat story updating all day with videos of her, him and Jungkook. Laughter filling in-between them. The last video posted 5 minutes ago, alarming as the mystery woman has obviously stolen his phone captioning the video she recorded as “Surprise Cutie” Her beautiful face glowing as she shows around the practice room. Jungkook and Jimin’s figures dancing in the background as the music comes to an end. The bombshell runs over to Jimin complimenting him on his dance moves.

Jimin’s smile brightens as he thanks her, her frame lifting as she presses her lips against Jimin’s. Exiting out of his story as my heart cracks in my chest. How could he do this? He doesn’t even care... he knows I'm on his snapchat......I can’t do this. My tears taking over my form as I curl into my bed losing myself in the heartbreak. Sobbing I go to view the story and it is gone. A message goes through my phone...

I'll sing along (Oh) 'Cause I don't know any other song (Oh oh) I'll sing along But I'm barely hanging on No, I'm barely hanging on By the time you're hearing this I'll already be gone And now there's nothing to do but tear my voice apart Nothing to do And scream at the drunken moon

Opening the door Jimin's crying figure standing there, his body shaking as the tears stream down his face. “Baby” He sighs rushing to wrap his arms around my frame. He drops to his knees at the lack of affection returned, his tears soaking into the fabric of my shirt. “Please, don’t leave me” He looks up at me begging. “Please, okay? I'll do anything.” I roll my eyes grabbing a cigarette out of my pack as the stress builds. Walking toward my couch displacing myself from the events about to happen. “Look at me, please just look at me” Jimin’s voice says shaky. “You said you want to explain. Explain and then leave please” I say looking him in the eye. “Her name is Hye-Jin she’s another trainee, Me and the boys are debuting soon. So, she is a background dancer for our first stage. She became friends with everyone pretty quickly, but me and her started talking about everything. Nothing flirty just stupid stuff. Then today happens and she kisses me out of nowhere and I freak out on her because I've told her about you about us. She knows how I feel about you; she posted the video to spite me so you’d leave. Please I don’t love her I don’t want her” He explains slowly. Reaching for my hands as the last of his words come out of his mouth “I can't lose you, okay? I can't lose us. You're everything to me please tell me I'm not going to”

“Jimin” I sigh “I think you should go; I understand but I really need time....” His head faces the ground as the sobs take over his body “please baby please I can't walk out that door don’t make me, not knowing you're not going to call me later to tell me goodnight. I can't leave knowing the second I walk out that door you're going to break down just like I am so please don’t make me.” His hands caress my face forcing me to look in his eyes. “Please, I love you and I can't leave knowing this isn't what we need, TIME isn't what we need. Please, don’t do this” He leans forward brushing his lips against mine softly. “Jimin, please go” I whisper, his frame retreating from me as he walks toward the door. He nods slowly “I'm not letting you go I don’t care okay? I'm going to give you time but please know I'm not giving up on you I'm going to wait for you I love you and I won't lose you, not like this” and he's gone....

our bulletproof love shot down with one Bullet.

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ramblingaboutthings · 4 years

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Hard | Draco Malfoy

Pairing: Draco Malfoy x reader

Word count: 3.5 kkkkkk LIKE WHAT?

Summary: here

A/n: this contains swear words, blood and a lot of mistakes, but I got so excited and got too carried away. I warn you, I changed A LOT of things and I'm kind of not sorry for that.

Also TUMBLR HERE decided to delete my draft and I had to correct it again so sorry if it sucks, it's 00:40 here and I'm going crazy.

It'd been a stressful day, you went to Hogsmeade and someone put some strange spell on a poor girl. No one really knew who did it. But everyone was getting strange vibes from it.

So he created some kind of project, once a month a student from each house was selected to move temporarily into another house, to avoid internal conflicts.

That night, was a special one for Hogwarts.

Dumbledore wanted the school to be united, every house had to say goodbye to rivalries.

And that day was one of those times, Dumbledore was going to announce who the lucky students were.

You at dinner, in the great hall, with your Hufflepuff friends.

"Hey Black, are you okay?" One of them asked, noticing you spacing out and only earning a death glare, as a response from you.

Those days, you'd been in a bad mood and the fact that your dad's died not so long before didn't help at all, he was everything she had.

And now he was gone, leaving his only child alone.

Sirius Black didn't even know he had a daughter until his high school girlfriend showed up at the Potter's door one night with a little girl in her arms, the love of Sirius' life, before disappearing.

He later discovered he wasn't your real father but he still loved you like he was. Then we all know what happened next.

He'd raised you until he was accused of homicide and taken to Azkaban.

You only got to see him for two years, after he escaped the prison.

And after they finally got to be in each other's lives again, Harry came up to her, one night, and told you he was dead. You were angry, sad, frustrated... not even a last goodbye, he was just gone. After that you simply locked yourself up in your room and got out only to go to class.

Until that day.

You hoped you could finally spend your next month away from the Hufflepuffs, they knew too much about you and you needed a fresh start.

They were good friends of course, but you wanted to be free for that whole month.

You glanced over the Gryffindor table to find Harry mirroring your sad look, but Dumbledore coughed to get your attention making you turn around quickly.

"Today, my dear students, if you're lucky enough, you'll be experiencing a new thing, you'll get to know other mentalities, other personalities so please listen here. For the slytherin house, Pansy Parkinson will go to the Gryffindors" a loud mix of groans erupted from the gold and red table, interrupted his speech. But he just ignored it.

"Hermione Granger, we all are aware of your intelligence, so you're staying with the Ravenclaws.

Miss Lovegood, you're staying with the Hufflepuffs" your table cheered, you all loved her.

Your smile faded when you realized, one of the Hufflepuffs was going to be a Slytherin for four whole weeks. And for some reason you knew for sure you were going to be that one.

"Miss Black, all your family comes from Slytherin witches and wizards so I thought you could try and understand what being one of them is really like" you groaned as your suspicion got real, and lowered your head while a dozen of people from the Slytherin table were clapping.

You gazed around your table only to find shocked faces, someone even glared at you.

'Fuck this' you thought before walking toward the Slytherins.

One of them, Deneb was her name, -you recognized her from divination class- called you from the table, and you were more than happy she did, because you two got along just great, and it would've been awkward sitting beside someone you didn't know.

"So, you're the new Slytherin uh? I'm glad it's you Y/n, come on sit down." She invited you.

You glanced around to study everyone's faces but they were like stone, no emotions.

You sat between Den and the most handsome boy you'd ever seen, Draco Malfoy, he'd grown up so much since you'd last seen him. But his signature smirk wasn't plastered on his face as usual, in it's place there was a thin line, his lips sealed in a neutral expression.

"Hey Malfoy" you greeted kindly.

"Shut up half-" he said harshly,interrupting himself trying to insult you.

"He's not been himself lately, usually he's not that bad, you all always judge him, but he's sweet with the people he fancies" Den explained, and you did believe her, because you saw the good in every person and he flooded with kindness. You noticed how his eyes sparkled before a quidditch match, his soft sneaky smiles that grew onto his face whenever he got a spell right. You knew he was a soft boy, he just liked to think that it made him weak so he covered it all up.

As you met his gaze you noticed his bright grey eyes were dark and full of sadness that made you smile softly. Just the fact that he was trying to insult you made you feel sick.

"I'm not sweet" he stated, probably less convincingly than he thought.

"It's okay Draco, I don't want to argue" you clarified. His expression changed for a quick second, before going back to his stone-face self.

He liked that you called him Draco, it made him feel like you liked him for who he was, not Malfoy, not the Slytherin prince, just Draco.

And that was exactly your intention, to make him feel like someone actually cared.

After that little conversation, everyone in the big hall started to leave to go to their dorms.

Some of your house walked right in front of you giving you sad smiles, Harry, Ron and Hermione even gave Draco death stares.

You knew he had been an ass in the past years, you knew he wasn't the nicest when it came to words, but he wasn't what the others said he was.

Or maybe it was your big crush on him speaking for you. Yeah, probably.

"I'm going to sleep. Malfoy? Show her where's our room" she said.

Draco gave her a hint of a smile that almost made you feel uncomfortable.

'No Y/n you're not jealous, stop' you thought.

"Draco, uhm- so you and Den-?" Draco let out a semi-genuine laugh, before you even completed your sentence.

"She's not my girlfriend Y/n, I don't like her, she's like my cousin, she is my father's cousin's daughter, you're probably kind of her relative too" he explained, and you suddenly felt stupid.

"I'm not your cousin Draco, I'm not a real Black, dad- Sirius just gave me his last name" his lips parted slightly at your confession.

"You're not a Black? Y- he adopted you? Like- oh sorry I don't want to make you uncomfortable" he said quickly. A chuckle escaped your lips.

"It's fine, my mom abandoned me, I only know Voldemort killed her and she was a half-blood and so was my real father, who died as well. Professor Lupin was the one who raised me for twelve years, but I've only ever cared about Sirius, he was the best thing in my life even if for a short time. " you confessed, he smiled sadly, his gaze burning on your face.

You didn't know why you trusted him, but for some reason, you did.

"You know, my father uhm- made me do horrible things, but he's family, I don't want to disappoint him" he confessed reluctantly.

Later he'd invited you to his room, he seemed to have loosened up a little bit, while you entered his dorm.

A green and silver scarf was hung on the wall with his last name on it. His bed was perfectly made, no wrinkles, just a smooth green blanket.

To say you were impressed was an understatement.

You smiled at him "so that's why you hide your good part uh?" he nodded.

He just suddenly wrapped his arms around you tightly. You made him feel alive again. He missed the feeling, it was like a deja vu from last year, when you found him crying in a hidden corner when without saying anything, you hugged him, lettinghis speak.

"You're not that bad for an Hufflepuff you know?" He smirked. His first signature smirk of the year, just for you!

"And you're not that bad for a Slytherin either" you laughed.

"I missed physical contact, I-I uhm- it's not very common in the Malfoy manor, to get all cuddly I mean" his chest vibrated with his embarassed laugh that filled your ears as you memorized that beautiful and harmonic sound.

"You're so warm" you said, obviously blushing. Thank you dark night!

"And you're a freezing Hufflepuff" he pulled away much to your dismay and took something out of his wardrobe.

He handed you a green hoodie with a basilisk on the front and the name "Malfoy" on the back.

"I can't accept-"

"It's yours Y/n. Now if you excuse me I have to go somewhere, I'll show you where you're going to sleep" he grabbed your hand, not even realizing it, and took you with him to another corridor, a wooden door with a sign was suddenly in front of us, 'Pansy and Deneb' it read.

You were too zoned out to really comprehend what was going on, but suddenly your hand felt cold, extremely cold. You looked at it, disappointment clearly written all over your face.

"I'm sorry... for you know, taking your hand and everything" he said before walking away, without even waiting for an answer.

You opened the door in front of you and found Den sitting on what you assumed was her bed.

When she spotted you, she smiled.

"Did you do it?" Your cheeks flushed at your not so holy thoughts. You shook your head 'no daydreaming about these things you fucker'

"W-what are y-you talking about?" You asked her with wide eyes.

"Did you kiss Draco?" She asked.

"He's like my cousin Deneb!" You whispered.

"He's not and you know that, so please tell me. Do you like him? " she giggled. You gasped quietly, surprised she knew you weren't a Black.

"I-I want to sleep, uh good night"

"Y/n likes Draco. Y/n likes Draco. Y/n likes Draco!" she chanted.

You ignored her and sneaked into your new very comfortable bed.

Was it that obvious? That you liked Draco.

"All you do is stare at him Y/n " she said like she had read your thoughts or something.

"He's not what he wants the others to believe he is" you explained

"plus he's cute" Deneb completed making you both laugh.

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That morning the atmosphere was extremely strange and tensed, there weren't many students in the Great Hall.

As you approached Harry in your new Slytherin hoodie, Draco's last name properly covered with a scarf. He kind of looked at you in disgust, like he despised you. But you knew he only hated Slytherins in general.

"You look great in green!" Hermione exclaimed happily.

"And you look hella good in blue 'Mione!" You winked.

"Katy said she can't remember anything from Yesterday, but I know it was Draco, I saw him" Harry assumed, your blood began to boil on anger.

"He's not a bad person" you said as calmly as you could.

"Oh you're so blind Y/n" and you were going to spat at him but Draco made his way into the big room, his eyes full of fear and, regret? Was Harry right?

You didn't even have time to answer that question because Draco ran away toward the bathroom.

Harry followed him, and you resisted your instincts for once, all you wanted was rushing after him, she wanted to know who Draco was, who he really was.

You all sat at the same table, including Deneb. It was a nice morning except for the fact that you didn't know where either Harry or Draco went.

"How's being a Slytherin?" Hermione asked snapping you out of your trance.

"It's quite nice, they're not as bad as you think ... and you're just wrong about Draco, he's actually really calm and sweet when he wants to" you explained, a light blush crept onto your face as you did.

"Are you kidding? Malfoy? Sweet? You're crazy" Hermione hissed.

You huffed looking at Deneb for a moment.

"Draco isn't the one you think he is, I'm his cousin, I know what I'm talking about. But his father... he's ruining him, his mother is trying her best but Lucius is just an evil coward" Deneb said, way too calmly.

Ron and Hermione looked at each other before smiling.

"Deneb, is this girl right there intrested in your cousin?" Ron asked, smirking and pointing to you.

"No, she just has a really kind heart" she answered sending you a wink.

You even stopped listening to the conversation. All you could think about was Draco. Where the fuck was he? You swore, if Harry'd done something to him you were gonna kill him slowly,You kind of thought, at that point, that he was just a selfish boy trying to get some attention.

You spaced out for a little while.

Draco's grey eyes popped onto your mind, his smile, his face... but every good thing stopped appearing as soon as you got anxious, you were going crazy right? Harry couldn't hurt him. Could he?

You stormed out of the great hall without even saying anything, you just ran up the stairs, your breath was heavy and it was like your legs got heavier and heavier with every step. But the worst happened when you opened the door of the bathroom.

Draco was laying on the wet floor, he was wincing in pain, his platinum hair sticking on his forehead, his beautiful eyes were closed and some tears were stained on his cheeks.

But even worse was the fact he was covered in blood, his white shirt was now all red and you felt extremely useless.

"Draco, Draco it's me, Y/n" you said before kneeling down beside him.

"Y-Y/n-" then he yelled, that loud your head started to pound slowly.

"Draco, please I'm here, Snape is coming upstairs, I saw him, stay awake" you pleaded as you started to cry, hot tears streaming down your cheeks and landing on your parted lips as you sobbed loudly.

"Y/n? Why a-are you here?" He winced

"You're my friend Draco!" You exclaimed brushing his hair away from his forehead.

"You s-shouldn't b-be- Y/n I-"

"Draco you're not a bad person! Stay with me, please." you implored sobbing loudly and crying, but you didn't care, you only wanted him to live.

"You what Draco? Stay awake please" you sobbed loudly when you noticed the death eaters symbol, that was what he was trying to say, but you didn't give a fuck. You didn't want to lose him, death eater or not, you were falling in love with him.

"I h-hurt people" he whispered weakly

"I-" he opened his eyes for a quick second looking at me but right then they closed again and you realized he'd blacked out, his heart rate fell and he wasn't breathing. That's when realization hit you. He was dead.

Everything that happened soon after went in slow motion, Snape coming in and picking him up from the floor, some people coming in and out of the room, water still flooding the floor. But you were completely still. watching the blood on your hands.

You let out a frustrated scream, when the room was completely empty.

You sat there, sobbing like a little child.

It wasn't like he was the best of your friends, but he somehow understood you, even though you had talked to each others just four or five times in six years of school he listened to you and didn't judge you a single time and you let him die under your watch.

Couldn't you have just gone downstairs and call a professor? You were sad and mostly angry at yourself and at who did that.

"Y/n? What are you doing here?" Hermione asked appearing behind you.

"Leave me the fuck alone!" you yelled, not stopping the tears that now completely made your face wet.

"Y/n what happened?"

"He-he killed him, he's dead. Draco is fucking DEAD!" you shouted angrily, your voice rough.

"Who killed him Y/n?"

"Your fucking best friend Hermione" you hissed sniffling.

"I hate him! " you screamed on top of your lungs.

Hermione hugged you tightly after sitting down beside you.

"You love Malfoy. don't you?"

"H-he's d-ead" your voice trembled as Hermione soothed you tracing circles onto your back.

"I'm sorry Y/n"

"He wasn't that bad you know" you took a long shaky breath but broke down crying again immediately.

"I trust you"

"He didn't want to harm anyone" you groaned in frustration.

She helped you up and put one of your arms around her neck.

Your legs felt numb and as you made your way to your dorm, you felt weaker and weaker.

As you opened the door you launched yourself on the bed, face buried in your pillow.

"What-" Deneb asked.

"Draco- " Hermione stopped to take a long breath. "He died" she explained. You on the other hand just continued to cry uncontrollably.

"Hey Y/n it's oka-"

"Don't you fucking dare say it's okay!" You screamed.

"Y/n listen to me okay? He was a really good person, he'd always been awfully nice to you but now he can rest in peace, without all the terrible things they constantly do to him. He deserves this" you knew she was right but you still refused to stop sobbing.

At some point you did stop, and the other two girls smiled softly when they heard your shaky breath become heavy as you drifted off to sleep.

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The following days had been hell for Y/n, all she did was cry and cry.

Dumbledore often went to console her, and she knew something was up, they didn't even have a funeral for Draco.

Y/n's life had gotten miserable.

You locked yourself up again, professor Mcgonagall said you were in shock because you saw someone die under your eyes, so she even let you skip classes. And you were glad she did.

But that day you had been dragged out of your room by Deneb. Against your will.

"Y/n come to class, at least today, if you don't feel good then you'll be a free elf" you groaned in frustration.

"Why do I have to?"

"Because you need to get some fresh air, so now come with me, we have transfiguration"

When you got to class everyone got silent.

You sat on your new desk as a Slytherin and tried to concentrate but as the professor started the lesson, you grabbed your pen and started sketching on your notebook.

"There are rumors flying around the school. Someone said you and Draco were friends with benefits, some said you were dating but he was using you." None of these were true and Deneb knew that, but she still decided to tell you, after she saw your, almost, scared face.

And even though it wasn't consciously, you soon realized you you were drawing Draco.

At the end of the last clas, in the afternoon, your notebook was filled with drawings of him, really detailed ones, that much that your tears threatened to come out. Again.

You silently made your way to Draco's dorm.

You laid on his bed inhaling his scent, and memorizing it. You'd never see his face again.

You opened your notebook and traced the shape of his head with your finger.

You took out a pen from your pencil case and wrote on the drawing: " hope you're doing good up there ♡" as if he could see it, and after ripping the page you put it on his pillow.

When that night Deneb asked if you wanted to sleep there, you obviously said yes.

That lasted for a few days until, three days later you woke up and didn't find the piece of paper with his face in it.

When you fell asleep on that bed everything bad that happened to you disappeared.

And when you woke up you were actually feeling better.

You panicked, it was your favourite drawing. So you frantically searched under the pillows, under the blanket. But nothing was there.

"I look good in this Y/n/n" you heard a voice and you gasped, at the sound of Draco's familiar voice.

"Wha-"

"Hello, Y/n" Draco suddenly appeared from the shadows. He noticed your puffy eyes and bags under your eyes.

"What are you?! A ghost or something?" You asked widening your eyes.

"I'm Draco, with bones and all" he laughed, even if his eyes were full of fear.

"Is it really you? But you died!" You shot up.

"It's me Y/n/n, Snape knew the spell and healed me, but not entirely so they kept me hidden until they were sure I'd survive." He explained.

"A bird told me you missed me" he continued walking extremely close to you.

"I- I surely did, you were- are my friend" you blushed heavily.

" I'm sorry for everything I did, I hate myself for everything, and something happened.. I - refused to kill Dumbledore but-" he interrupted himself starting to sob.

Your confused expression almost scared him.

"Snape killed him, it's my fault I-" you didn't let him finish ignoring the sadness and smashed your lips onto his.

You fell on the bed, but he continued to kiss you almost roughly.

As you pulled away he smiled.

"I like you Y/n, but I'm not a goo-"

His eyes filled with happiness for the first time in years as you smiled.

"Stop! You are the fucking best person I've ever met!" You exclaimed punching his chest.

"Don't you feel ashamed of a death eater?" He asked, remembering when he'd showed you his tattoo.

"No, as long as you're safe"

"Do you mind if I kiss you again?" In response you kissed him, again, softly this time.

As your lips moved together until you saw the door fly open.

"Are you done sucking faces? Lunch is ready" Deneb teased before walking away again.

"I like you so much Y/n. Would you uhm- goonadatewithme?" He asked, his voice trembling a little.

"Of course Drakey"

"Don't call me that"

"Shut up. I love you dork"

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