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buckyalpine · 7 months

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Request 👉🏼👈🏼 ? Black widow!reader and winter soldier!Bucky! He was her teacher in the red room, where they eventually fell in love and started a secret relationship, until Hydra and Dreykov found out and separated them. Fast forward several years, Bucky’s out of recovery, reunited with Steve, and living a better life when Tony brings in a new team member. And everyone’s excited but Bucky’s on edge and kinda wary until he learns who it is.

It’s his lil widow, the love of his life, his soulmate. the one Hydra and the red room stole from him, the girl he kept dreaming about no matter how many times his handlers tried to wipe his memories. Just complete fluffy, smutty, love sick shit with him being a massive simp for his deadly girl. maybe building a family, getting married, drabbles of him drooling over her skills or her in the widow suit, like oh yea, I taught her that. I can imagine him being so overly protective, constantly holding her close to his chest because she was stolen away from him once, he won’t survive if that happens again.

YESSSSS God this is so cute and smutty and angsty and FLUFFY it makes my chest itch in the best way. Pls ignore what google translate may have botched. Bucky is the cutest, horny, most deadly simp here, so proud of his girl, absolutely yes.

"ne proyavlyay miloserdiya, soldat" [Show no mercy, soldier], Dreykov hissed, letting the soldier enter the red room with a single widow standing before him, not an ounce of fear in her eyes. The soldier grunted, hitting the button that locked the door that kept her from escaping before lunging forward, testing her agility after personally training her himself.

She leapt over him with ease, bracing her hands on his wide shoulders and landing swiftly behind him and swiping her leg under him to knock him to the floor, straddling him immediately after. He grasped her hands in his, rolling over till she was pinned under his large mass with her wrists held together above her head in his metal hand.

"You've learned well kotenok" His voice was husky behind the mask, blue eyes sparkling while she huffed, rolling her eyes.

"Nespravedlivo, kogda ty takoy bol'shoy, soldat" [Not fair when you're so large, soldier]. She gasped feeling him harden on top of her, his rough uniform doing nothing to hide what he was feeling for her, slotted between her thighs.

"Nespravedlivo, kogda ty takoy krasivyy, kotonok" [Not fair when you're so pretty, kitten]. He climbed off her, allowing her to get into position before attacking again, relentlessly throwing punches and blocking them till she nearly collapsed. They retreated to stand at attention at the sound of the doors hissing open, indicating training was over. The soldier grunted a nod as Dreykov walked in, assessing the widow, a sinister smile plastered on his face seeing both of his assets worn but still at their strongest.

He sent them off to their cells, confident that the fear he'd instilled in his captives would be enough to ensure they stayed in line, not realizing his punishments would only go so far.

It wasn't enough to stop the charming young man from Brooklyn who still lived in his most feared asset.

"Did I hurt you baby" The soldier whispered, kissing her bruised knuckles softly after sneaking into her cell, pulling her into his arms.

"You could never" She smiled, melting into his embrace. She never intended on falling in love with the soldier but here she was, feeling his gentle hands wander, leaning up to kiss his soft, pink lips. They were playing a dangerous game but it was to stop now.

He loved her.

She loved him.

"Wipe him" The hydra agent ordered while the soldier gripped onto the chair, gritting his teeth while sharp burning spread through his body, frying his brain. The widow dug her nails into her palms, resolve slowly crumbling seeing the love of her life tortured, unable to hold back anymore.

"Stop!" She finally broke, unable to watch any longer, gasping at the sinister smile Dreykov gave her, ordering his men to grab her before increasing the voltage.

"My, my, does it hurt you when we hurt him" Dreykov sneered, turning up the dial, Bucky's screams tearing her apart on the inside.

"Don't-AH-JAMES" A hydra soldier gripped her hair, yanking her back before she could go to him, shackles binding her hands together, dragging her away.

"kotenok" [kitten] The soldier sadly whispered, unheard by her, her kicking and screaming form blurry from his unshed tears. He screamed in pain as another shock ripped through his veins before the world went black.

He never saw her again.

Bucky gasped, sucking in a deep breath of air, his chest heaving from the dream he'd just had, sweat covering his chest, dripping from his forehead.

It was the same thing almost every night.

His mind replaying the same thing over and over again; training with her in the red room, the way she felt under him, the way he'd cuddle and make love to her afterwards without a soul knowing. He didn't plan on falling for the woman he had to train to be a killer but he didn't stand a chance the day she'd knocked him down with a knife pressed to his neck seconds later. He could have married her then and there.

He slumped back against his pillow, running a hand over his face, groaning in frustration.

In the several years, he'd slowly managed to get his life back together. He was apart of the team and living at the compound with Steve and the others. He was no longer controlled by trigger words, he had been forgiven by the government, he was starting to recover from all the trauma he'd endured. His nightmares were less frequent, slowly learning to forgive himself for the things he'd been forced to do under Hydras control.

The only thing he never got over was her.

She still lived in his dreams. Still owned his heart. That was his girl and she was torn away by the very people that had taken everything else from him too. No amount of wiping or torture took her away. His handler tried his hardest, shocking him till his nose bled and his veins nearly burnt to bits but her name would fall from his lips as he lay nearly unconscious.

His sweet widow.

Bucky glanced at the faint light starting to stream through the curtains, swinging his legs over the edge of his bed to get up instead of attempting to sleep for 5 more minutes. He threw on a hoodie and some joggers, making his way to the gym to punch his feelings away as usual. He didn't stop till his knuckles split, ignoring the sting, instead thinking about how he'd kiss her soft hands after he'd train her, bandaging them up when no one was looking.

The hot water from the shower did little to ease the tension in his muscles as he made his way to the kitchen next, plopping onto a stool with a cup of coffee. He was just about to try and relax with his coffee until Steve popped his head in with a grin.

"There you are! Tony was looking for you, we're all heading up now!" Bucky frowned in confusion while Steve grabbed his own mug, filling his cup.

"Why are we having a meeting" Bucky questioned, not willing to get up from his seat, his mind still preoccupied.

"He told you he scouted someone to join the team"

"I remember Tony going on about some new member" Bucky mumbled, not in the mood to meet new people, his anxiety only growing further. "That's today?"

Steve nodded, finishing up the last of his coffee while the brunette stayed glued to the stool.

"Buck, you coming?" Steve turned back to see a frowning Bucky, reluctantly trudging behind the captain while the others excitedly also made their way upstairs to the conference area.

"I heard Tony saying the new agent is scary as shit. Apparently he got his ass handed to him when he tried to test her and he was wearing his suit" Sam snorted while Nat smiled with excitement.

"Finally someone worth sparring with" The redhead nudged him while he shook his head.

"I'm serious! She's deadly deadly. I looked over her file, she's killed more people than you and Clint combined and half of those were hand to hand combat"

"What was the other half"

"Sniper. Like Barnes" Sam nodded to Bucky who was still disconnected from the others, his knee bouncing impatiently.

"We're lucky she's on our side" Steve mused, taking a glance of the file that sat on the table. There was no name or picture to go with it but it had a skillset record nearly put his to shame. "Jesus"

"You good?" Sam whispered to Bucky, noticing he was more closed off than usual, getting a tightlipped grimace like smile in return. Steve sat near the front, straightening himself up while the rest quietened down, hearing the sound of Tony speaking to someone as they approached the room. The billionaire opened the door, letting in the new team member first before entering himself with a large smile on his face.

"Everyone, this is-

"Y/n?" Bucky gasped, shoot up from his seat before Tony could finish, the other sharing confused glances between each other, watching the new team member and Bucky freeze.

"Wait, Barnes, you know-

"Malyshka, eto pravda ty?" [Babygirl, is it really you?] Bucky gasped, his heart hammering against his chest, tears already threatening to spill out. "kotenok, skazhi mne, pozhaluysta, chto eto ty" [kitten, please tell me its you]

"Hold up, he can still speak Russian?" Sam hissed to Steve who hadn't moved, mouth gaping, eyes wide.

"James!" You darted across the room to meet Bucky half way, his strong arms catching and lifting you up with ease as your legs wrapped tightly around his waist. "moy soldat. YA zdes', moy malysh" [my soldier. I'm here my babyboy]

"It's really you" He whispered against your hair, breathing in your soft scent, eyes squeezed shut with tears streaming down his face, "My baby" He cradled you tightly, refusing to set you down while you buried your face into the crook of his neck, drowning out the rest of the world. After you were torn apart from him, you had been locked up in an isolated cell, only let out for select missions Dreykov send you on. You wanted to find your soldier, your James, but you never did with Hydra keeping him under their control.

Now you finally had him again.

"Ahem, as I was saying- This is y/n" Tony addressed the rest of the team, just as surprised as the rest of them with all eyes on Bucky especially. "She'll be joining us once Barnes puts her down"

"Never" Bucky finally pulled away, still holding onto you, his nose nudging against yours, "M'never putting her down, never, you hear me babygirl?" He pressed his lips onto yours, shamelessly kissing you hard, ignoring the whistles that filled the room, only pulling away for air. You let out a shy giggle as he set you back on your feet, his hand wrapped around your waist.

"I'd continue to introduce her but I think tinman knows her better" Tony snorted, throwing his hands up before taking a seat, all eyes now watching two of you while Bucky blushed, unable to wipe the smile of his face, cupping your face to press another kiss to your lips.

"This is y/n" Bucky finally let you go, taking you to the front of the conference room, now proudly showing you off to the other, "She was a widow with Hyrda, handpicked by Dreykov" Bucky sucked in a breath before continuing, giving your hand a squeeze "I trained her in the red room myself when I was still the winter soldier. That's when I fell in love with her" The last part was a whisper, not missed by the team with how lovesick Bucky looked.

"I'm sorry, you trained her? Jesus, no wonder she's deadly" Sam shook his head, now understanding why your file was so impressive. You were already gifted when you were picked, coupled with the fact that you were trained and conditioned by the soldier himself.

"She's fuckin' deadly, alright" Bucky's voice was nearly breathless, his baby blues intently gazing into your eyes. "You should see her with a knife"

That's when I fell in love with you.

"So what happened with you two" Nat prodded, looking at you two with heart eyes which was a rare sight but her heart melted at how soft Bucky was, struggling to keep his hands to himself. He constantly nuzzled into your neck, his large form practically swallowing you whole as he clung onto you like a child.

"They found out we were together so they took me from him" You gave her a sad smile, feeling Bucky hug you tighter; you could have sworn you heard him whimper. "I tried to find him for years but I couldn't"

"Hydra tried to wipe my memories but it never worked. Couldn't forget her" Bucky kissed the top of your head, not realizing his bestfriend was trying to subtly wipe his eyes.

"I was going to have everyone introduce themselves but I think these two have some catching up to do so let's move this meeting over" Tony clapped his hands while everyone else nodded in agreement, leaving you and Bucky alone for some privacy.

"I missed you so much, you have no idea, I-I tried to find you but I just- I could barely function, I'm sorry doll-" Your lips cut off Bucky's rambling, cupping his scruffy face firmly in your hands.

"You have nothing to be sorry about baby, it's not your fault"

"I-I know you just got here and-sweets I don't want to rush anything but-" Bucky's hand gripped your waist while he tried to compose himself, he didn't want to pressure you into anything. "I need you closer baby"

"Take me, soldat" You whispered, not giving him any room to second guess as he hauled you up in his arms, taking you straight to his room. Clothes were off in an instant between frantic and desperate kisses. Bucky didn't rush a thing as soon as he had you naked in his bed, pulling the sheets over you both, rolling over to cuddle instead.

"This is all I wanted" He whispered against your shoulder, kissing your skin, "To have my girl with me again"

"I love you Jamie" You kissed his bare chest, hitching your leg over his waist, his hard length pressing against your soaked cunt. He could feel his tip weeping feeling your soft body pressed against his, still looking just as beautiful, if not more now, from when he'd first met you.

"Prettiest widow" He growled, his wandering hands becoming less wholesome as they moved to your hips, pulling you to press against his erection harder. You moaned feeling him starting to hump your pussy while innocently kisses down your neck, smirking at how he was both sweet and sinful at the same time, just as before. "kotenok, ty mne nuzhen" [Kitten, I need you]

You remembered all the times he'd snuck into your cell for a few cuddles, which always ended up with his hand slammed over your mouth while he railed you with his cock.

"You feel how hard I am for you baby? Mmph, this is all for you, doll" He bit his lip, eyes locked with yours, rolling on top of you, slotting his wide body between your legs, still rutting his hips. "Can I make love to you baby, please" He sounded desperate, dropping his forehead to press against yours, hands coming to pin you against the bed.

"M'yours Jamie" You nodded, spreading your legs wider, not bothering with having prep you, needing him inside you more than anything else. You gasped feeling his thick cockhead rub through your folds before he breeched your hole, stretching you.

"Soldat!" You moaned, your back arching off the bed, the name rolling of your tongue as it had so many times before, your nails digging into his shoulders as he buried himself to the hilt.

"Take your soldat's cock, kotenok" Bucky growled, only giving you a second to adjust before he started to move with slow, deep strokes. "Lemme make love to my babygirl, ya tak sil'no tebya lyublyu" [I love you so much]

After Bucky had been rescued, he had no reason to speak Russian, letting the others think it'd been wiped away just like the words that controlled him. Around you, it rolled off his tongue with ease, your pussy dripping each time he whispered in your ear. Your eyes rolled back feeling him hit that spongy spot deep in your pussy, crying out with the powerful, deliberate snaps of his hips.

"M'I making you feel good baby?" He asked, kissing you sweetly, alternating between the sweetheart and heartbreaker he was, looking at you with soft puppy eyes while his cock grew harder watching your face twist with pleasure. His jaw was slack, thrusting with purpose, moving his hips to roll and let you feel every inch of him filling you up, "You look gorgeous with my cock in you angel, wish you could see how pretty you are, so beautiful like this"

"Oh god James! P-please-m'so close-dont-don-t stop" Your moans grew more salacious, unable to say much else, eyes shutting out of pleasure feeling his hand coming down to rub your swollen clit.

"I know baby, I know, you need me to rub this pretty button, Remember the first time I touched you there pretty girl? How badly you wanted to scream, how much you squirted all over me? Remember when we first made love? First time I tasted you? Remember how shy you were when I spread your legs open and nursed off that little button. How you turned into a slutty kitten, riding and humping my face after? Know your needy little clit loves it, m'gonna rub you till you're screaming"

"Buckyyy" You whined, your face feeling hot at the memory, remembering his growls from under you, turning around to find him jerking his cock faster while he licked and sucked your pussy, cum already painting his abs from cumming once, working to a second orgasm. He'd sealed his lips around your clit, stuffing his mask in your mouth to keep you from alerting the guards.

"Baby, c'mon open your eyes, look at me" Bucky nipped your jaw, his cold hand coming to grasp your cheeks, blue eyes staring into your soul as you opened your eyes, "Don't you dare close them baby, keep em' open when I'm fuckin' you, shit, m'gonna cum for you doll"

"B-Bucky!" You cried, struggling to hold off any longer, your juices soaked him as you started to clench and squeeze his cock, tears nearly streaming down your face.

"Scream all you want baby, don't have to hide those pretty moans ever again" He fucked you through your orgasm, his own balls getting tighter with each thrust, precum mixing with your arousal, dripping onto the sheets, "Thats-that-s it baby, m'gonna cum so hard for you, fill you up, you're mine doll, you're fuckin' MINE"

Bucky's hand flew to the headboard, pounding you into the mattress, moaning loudly, letting the wood splinter under his grip as he came, pumping you full of his seed.

"FUCK y/n" He gasped, collapsing on you, panting, burying his face into your breasts as he always did, turning into a needy baby as if he didn't rail your soul. You giggled, tracing your hand down his spine making his shiver, whining when you clenched around his sensitive, soft cock.

"My soldat" You whispered, carding your fingers through his hair, letting him latch onto your nipple, needily sucking for comfort. No matter how big, bad and scary he was, he always melted into a puddle for you, closing his eyes at the feeling of your sweet peaked nipple against his tongue.

"Never letting you go again" He whispered before falling asleep on your chest, arms wrapped tightly around you. "ty moya rodstvennaya dusha, malyshka" [you're my soul mate, babygirl]

"YA by proshel cherez vse eto snova tol'ko radi tebya, malysh" [I'd go through it all again just for you baby boy] you whispered, closing your eyes in the safety of his hold, meaning each of your words. You'd go through everything a thousand times over if it meant you'd have your Bucky back in your arms. Bucky sniffled, curling up with you, spending the rest of the day alternating between speaking sweet words and making you moan and cry over his cock until you couldn't move any longer. For the first time, he slept peacefully, not stirring once.

Ever since you'd come back, Bucky had turned into the biggest simp, alternating between acting like a menace and a complete lovesick puppy with no in between. It was worse when you were on the field, almost leading to Tony refusing to let you both go on missions at the same time.

"Oh god" Bucky groaned, seeing you step out in your sleek suit, the dark material clinging to your body, weapons strapped along your hips. You threw him a wink before running off to kick ass, his focus solely on you.

"Jesus Christ" He nearly moaned seeing you land a kick to an attacker before throwing you knife across the room, the blade landing perfectly between your targets eyebrows. "Baby, you're sexy"

"For fucks Sake Barnes, did you forget we can all hear you" Tony's exasperated voice crackled through, this not being the first time the soldier was distracted watching you fight. Sam and Steve snickered through the coms while Bucky shameless shrugged, still biting his lip, watching you move with ease.

"Have you seen my girl, Stark" Bucky sassed back, walking over bodies to grab you by your ass, squeezing it and smashing his lips against yours.

"Are you two fucking kissing?!" Tony sighed, hearing the sound of soft moans and smacking, "I'm putting you on a fucking leash, I'm getting you fixed Barnes"

"My naughty soldat" You giggled, pulling away, nipping your boyfriends pouty lip while he shook his head.

"Gonna be the death of me, pretty girl"

"You're both gonna be the death of all of us" Tony deadpanned, unable to understand how there was a man out there that was more horny and flirty than him. "I'm having Barnes neutered, for fucks sake I can see you drooling from over here"

Bucky was even worse watching you display your skills, his workout long forgotten while you sparred with Steve.

"Where the fuck did you learn that" Steve groaned while you giggled, holding your hand out to help him up while Bucky watched from the side with a cocky smirk.

"I taught her that" He threw you a wink, not so subtly adjusting his sweats.

"Of course you did" Steve huffed, surprised to find bruises on his body from where you'd hit him. "Jesus punk" He blushed heavily seeing his bestfriends raging hard on, scrambling away from the gym, knowing exactly what would come next.

The loud moans he heard moments later made him shake his head, happy he got out of there unlike the last time he saw the warning signs of a feral Bucky.

Aside from being more in love with you than ever, Bucky was also equally protective over you. He'd hug you with such care, always holding your head to his chest, his large arms covering you from the rest of the world, constantly fearing that even if he had you now, someone would come and take you away.

When he finally asked you to marry him, he paused several times, blinking through tears while down on one knee, your hand wiping his cheek, saying yes before he could even finish. The compound was transformed with flowers, candles with a small intimate wedding in the garden.

Steve and Sam stood by Bucky's side while Nat walked with you, your sweet soon to be husband biting back tears seeing his dream girl in her dress, the life he'd always imagine finally becoming a reality. When Tony pronounced you husband and wife, Bucky didn't stop kissing you till he nearly passed out, not a single dry eye surrounding you as he whisked you up in his arms.

Bucky felt a strong wave of emotion watching you flit around the kitchen, making his way over and wrapping his arms from behind, tucking his face into your neck. You blinked, feeling tears wet your skin, pulling away to find your husband sniffling.

"Baby, what's gotten into you" You cooed with concern, wiping away the tears that collected along his lashes, kissing his reddened nose. "Is everything okay?"

"Just-m'scared to lose you again" Bucky whispered, his hand coming to protectively wrap around your growing belly; you weren't showing much yet but he could still feel the little baby bump. "I can't loose you again angel, I can't go through that again"

"It won't happen Jamie" You wrapped your arms around his shoulders while he picked you up, setting you onto the counter before hiding against your neck again, hugging you tightly. "What's wrong baby, what's gotten you so scared"

"Can't believe I got you back. I got to marry my dream girl. We're starting a family, you're giving me a baby, I-it feels unreal. M'scared I'm gonna wake up and you'll-" He bit his lip, shuddering at the very thought, "You'll be gone"

"Baby boy look at me" You held his face again, making him look at you, "Would you ever let anyone take me from you again?"

Bucky looked horrifying, francially shaking his head, he'd burn the world to ashes before he let that happen.

"Never. Never angel, no one is taking you or our baby from me" He stated firmly while you hummed.

"See? I'll be just fine. I have my soldat" You whispered, melting against his chest. "No one can hurt me when I have my soldat"

Bucky finally relaxed, carrying you off to bed, his metal arm protecting your belly as he pulled the covers over you both. No one would ever take his little widow away again.

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mggsv · 3 months

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BABY DADDY .ᐟ

f!reader x toji fushiguro (18+)

summary : “Fuck you Toji!” “Fuck me..? FUCK YOU.” God you hated him so much.

warnings : toji calls reader a bitch and finds out, slapping, reader cries, sex while pregnant, slight angst, a cute little fic

“..It should be “Thank you, Toji. Oh i just love you so much.”

He looks at your angry face, scar rising as he couldn’t hold back the cocky smirk. His eyes trail down to your little round belly, four months swollen. “Thank you? Thank you? I’m fuckin pregnant dumbass!”

“Nothing wrong with ya carryin my seed. You can take a break from work for 9 months. Calm the fuck down.” He grumbles, grabbing a cigarette from his pocket. “Calm down? I can’t just take months off- I model dumbass.”

“And you modeled for me one day and look what happened, I knocked you up.” Not to mention the engagement ring you wore. You’ve been together for almost three years he’s head over heels for you. “Calm the hell down.” He’s reaching over to pat you on your head. “Gonna give ‘Gumi the crazies.”

“No- you don’t understand. I don’t wanna become a housewife-“

“I wanna still be the model I was- no—you don’t get it Toji you’re a man— baby. We have this chat once a month.” He quotes you almost perfectly. Smoke leaving his lips. “Quit yr’ bitchin-“ SLAP !the sound loud ringing in your ears, hand colliding with his face faster than you’ve ever moved before.

“Fuck you Toji!”

“Fuck me..? FUCK YOU.” God you hated him so much. Your eyes watered, but you were a strong little thing. That’s what Toji liked about you..one of many things. Like how when you first met he was just a guy in the crowd watching you strut down the aisle, smirk on his face as he sketched in a notepad. An artist he wanted to be..you learned that after getting to know him. Your eyes glance over to the notepad page, framed on your wall but showing signs of age.

You also thought of what he actually was..the son of your boss. He didn’t have much money when you met, looks could always fool you..so sweet you were. That didn’t bother you much though. It wasn’t his fault his father blocked his success. His art, your love. You watch as Toji puts out the cigarette, cursing to himself as he started to walk away from you.

“Wh- don’t walk away from me we’re not done.” You follow him. He sighs, rubbing his forehead. “Yes we are.”

“No we’re not-“

“I’m not gonna keep doing this every month. We had time to..we decided to keep the baby and now you’re complaining about the damn kid!” He turns to you, blue eyes staring sadly at your brown ones. Instinctively reaching down to graze your cheek. “I know you don’t like it mama..” he murmurs. You sniffle softly, leaning into the touch you fell in love with. Your eyes close as he felt closer. His lips grazing over your chin and neck. Toji’s hands wrapped around your body.

He held you both. “It’s your fault.” you sob into his embrace. He couldn’t hold back the small smile littering his lips. “Takes two ta tango?” he wipes your eyes, kissing the tears away. “Mhm..” you found yourself sniffling. He rubbed over your swollen belly. “Gumi be nice to mama alright? Stressin’ her out.” He whispers to the baby.

“M’sorry..” He whispers again, his strong hands guiding you into his body. “How could I be so bad? Getting such a perfect little thing knocked up..filled up with my baby. How could I have done such a thing..” He coos.

He leans up to kiss your lips, thumb swiping at the fallen tears. “You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me, y’know?” Toji stands up straight, bringing your body into his. He rubbed your back while you cried softly into his chest, how you wrapped your arms around the love of your life…he was everything. He knew you meant no harm, he also knew to watch his mouth but still failed. “You’re going to be perfect- we’re gonna be a perfect lil family okay?”

“Cmere mama..” He had you trapped. You loved him too fucking much to let go.

“Be gentle.” You had huffed. “Damnit I am- shut up.” He had huffed back, playful smile on his lips while the thick head of his cock slipping between your folds. Toji held back while you were pregnant- he had no choice- being the rough guy that he was. It’s how you go here in the first place, hell. The scar on his lips danced as he moaned softly, bottoming out. He didn’t go in all the way, though. His tongue lapped at your growing breast. Nipples being flicked by his tongue, hips still.

“Missed this..” you close your eyes, breathing softly while he started to move. His hands were on either side of your head, tightly fisted the sheets. You could tell he was doing his best not to pound you. “Mm..” Your head relaxes on the big pillow beneath your head. Toji’s face tucks into your neck, cock slipping out past your ring. He was a mess. The cum that leaked should be a crime. You’d tease him about it later. He slips back in just as easily, biting down gently on your neck. “Gonna take care of you, alright?” He mumbles.

“Yeah yeah.”

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darling-im-wonderstruck · 9 months

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PETER AND READER ADOPTING A KITTEN

(pls and thank you)

kitten contention.

synopsis : peter surprises you with a new addition to your little family, one that you, of course, welcome with open arms.

pairing : bf!peter parker x reader

wc : 929

warnings : none ! this is super fluffy, has a BUNCH of domestic fluff, and will make you smile hehe

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a/n : hi nonnie !! thank you so so much for this request <3 :) hope you enjoy it, special thanks to @strawberrystarcake for editing this for me and @/toms-gf + @/parkerpeter24 for the name ideas :)) !

“peter, you can’t be serious…” oh, but he was. you follow him to his room, and that was when you saw the cutest little kitten. "oh my god. she’s adorable.” you practically sprint towards the cardboard box placed in the corner of his room. the kitten was both black and white, green eyes, and was barely any bigger than your hand. she was asleep, so you decided on leaving her alone for the time being. “i found her in the alley i usually change in. i’ve been bringing her food every night since, and i thought it was about time that i brought her in.” he smiles fondly.

“have you named her yet?” you see the kitten move just a little bit, and you were immediately alarmed. had you talked too loud?

peter noticed your expression and chuckled softly before saying, “hm, no, not yet. i thought we could think of a name together?” he moves closer to you, and he simply adores you as you watch the kitty in awe. “gosh, i’ll have to think about it." you stop talking as soon as you see the kitten slowly rise, “peter! peter! look, she’s getting up!” you tap peter’s shoulder repeatedly and he chuckles.

“be careful with her, she can be a little shy.” he warns as you reached into the box to gently pet the little creature. luckily, she warms up to you just fine, and before you realize, she’s rested in your arms, slowly falling asleep yet again. - “okay, okay, i’ll put her right here, and if she goes to you first, i owe you ten, deal?” peter smirks mischievously. he looked a little too confident.

you were in the living room, and somehow, you two had argued over which one of you was the kitten’s favorite. "easy.” you had an equally competitive expression on your face, and you were determined to walk away with ten bucks.

“3… 2… 1… go!” he quickly paces to sit at your side, and the game begins.

“c’mere sardine!” peter couldn’t help but find your baby voice adorable, but he snaps right back into it. (and yes, you two had settled on the name sardine, after countless nights of arguing over the name, you finally found a name you were both happy with, he honestly found it hilarious, honorable mentions did include twix and miso.) "c’mere girl, i know you want my cuddles!” peter says. the poor kitten is extremely confused as it looks at the both of you. “oh, but you want mine more, don’t you?” you tease, playfully glaring at peter. but what happens next is what you least expect.

sardine walks away and heads to her bed in the corner of the room. you and peter stare at her, then each other. “that… changes nothing. i’m still her favorite.” you scoff. peter was slowly giving up, but he felt the need to put up a fight.

“i found her first! and i’ve taken care of her for longer.” he crosses his arms, which you couldn’t help but laugh at.

“we’ll just have to try again.” and just as quickly as it left, that mischievous expression of yours was back. - after a long day, you and peter had decided to have a stay-at-home date. you two were cuddled up together on his bed, watching whatever you found interesting on television, exchanging small whispers and little pecks like passing notes in secrecy. the silence was comforting, and so was peter’s warmth, it was almost like you two were soaking in each other’s presence. but, of course, the little one couldn’t help but interfere.

sardine slowly crept onto peter’s chest, and as you two noticed, you shared happy glances. sardine was kneading right on top of peter, right before she laid down atop peter’s chest, the sight was too cute to handle.

and of course, you documented it.

“babe! say hi to the camera.” peter turns to look at you, revealing his delighted smile. he waves at the camera. “oh, you’re such a good girl!” he whispers, gently petting her. clearly ignoring the fact that she had broken quite a few things around the house, which peter had ended up taking the blame for when may confronted him about it.

“yeah, you still owe may two months worth of chores.” you joke, and peter chuckles, “it’s worth it though.” - “pete… you’re not gonna believe what i ordered online!” you walk into his room, the biggest smile on your face as you held a small sealed package. "ooh! what is it?” his interest quickly piqued as he patted the space beside him, gesturing for you to sit down. “look!” you opened the package, revealing a small green sweater, and peter beamed after realizing who it was for.

“this… is PERFECT!” he excitedly searches the room for sardine, and as soon as he saw her, he picked her up and brought her to you. “okay, let’s try it on.” you gently put the sweater over her head and let her arms through the holes of the sweater.

“oh my god, where’s your phone?” peter asks, you handed it to him, and he began his own little photoshoot for the kitten. you threw in some praises for her here and there, and it seemed to be working, she was posing like she knew all the attention was on her. "peter… i have a couple more outfits.” you say, pulling out a mini suit along with a mini necktie.

that was when you both knew that you’d be here for a while.

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nouearth · 11 months

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joy-cons.

pairing ; barry allen x gn!reader. fandom: ; dc, the flash (cw) genre: ; fluff. rating ; pg. note ; it's been a while since i've written, so pls spare me the pain! just wanted to write a little drabble to start off my blog!

it took a lot of convincing for you to play mario party with barry. forty pleases and multiple interrogations on why you didn’t want to play to be exact.

are you scared? afraid you’ll lose again? come on, babe. i’ll go easy on you!

it’s not that you hated the game or anything. they’ve become a party favorite for years (except for the tenth game, we don’t talk about you) and you’ve always enjoyed how those games made you feel afterwards. whether you lost or won, cheated or played fair; mario party made you (and everyone) laugh and bond together, and you’ll always credit those games for bringing you and your family closer.

with your boyfriend… not so much.

“barry… listen…” you respond with an insecure smile, hesitant whether you should really bring this up with your boyfriend right now or suck it up and play a round if it makes him happy.

“oh no… are you still mad that i stole all your stars the last time? listen, we can play the other games! i’m sure one of them have an option to turn it off or something…” barry playfully rambles, his signature smile that made you fall in love with him still remaining. “which really defeats the purpose of the game, though. because then it becomes all vanilla and if everyone is given a fair chance-“

“barry- no.” you cut him off with a small peck to his lips, a gesture you often do whenever he goes on a tangent.

“then what is it?” he repeats the same gesture back, following up by leaning his forehead on yours to gaze into your eyes a little closer, his hold on your hands tightening to keep your balance and his upright.

“well… uh… okay, you know that mini-game where you have to button-mash the hammer into the little sand cactus thingies?” you describe the mini-game that made your thumbs sore in aftermath. in all honesty, you were great at it. until barry came along.

“the pokeys? yeah! you know i got a world record on that?”

“uh-huh. i was right there.” you lead him to the couch where both you and barry sit, reaching over to grab the red and yellow joy-cons on the table. “less than a millisecond…” you mutter to yourself.

“what about it?”

“well…” you clear your throat and open your palm that’s been holding the red joy-con for barry to take. “you broke them again.”

“oh- i can just pay you back, you know that-“

“no… barry. that’s not the problem! i’ve been noticing and this always happens whenever we play those type of mini games where we have to break our thumbs until they’re beating red!”

“hey! we don’t have to play those! we can skip and… and we can-“ barry fumbles over his words and you can tell something’s making him nervous. it’s quite comical, this entire situation. you weren’t mad, sad, disappointed, but suspicious.

“barry, did you even look at the joy-con.” you shut your lip tight, almost wanting to laugh, but remain serious as your boyfriend looks like he’s in a state of panic.

“wha-“ barry averts his eyes down to his palm. a singular joy-con, the one that he always uses whenever you guys play together, except it looks a little different than usual. “it doesn’t look broken to me- OOOOOH MY GOD.”

barry’s eyes register to a burnt joy-con. well, the other half of it. one side still maintains its signature red, but barely. he looks up at you with wide eyes and an expression akin to edvard munch’s the scream painting.

“yeah- can you tell me how you managed to smoke literally half of the controller? and out of all the games, it’s mario party?!” you take the controller back from his hand and examine it closely. one of the buttons is also smashed in. no wonder he had to get a different controller mid-round.

“listen- i don’t know how that happened! i mean, i told you i’ve been lifting more recently-“ barry attempts to grab the controller back from you as if withholding it would take any more suspicion off of him. the struggle has him rolling on top of you while both you and barry’s arms extend further away from each other.

“oh my god, barry. are we seriously doing this right now-“ you breathe out from under him.

“and that world record?! i blink once and suddenly you win first place with less than a millisecond to your name?! i’m not even sure if it registered how fast you were, barry.” you struggle through your words as he pushes his weight on top of your lungs in a continuing attempt to retrieve the joy-con, but a sigh of relief exhales when you drop the controller and barry rolls off of you.

“i’m good at games! great at them! i thought we talked about this, y/n!” you take a minute to catch your breath and watch barry desperately retrieve the joy-con as if his life depended on it.

“barry, you literally only win when we play those mini games-“ something catches your eye when he loops his finger through the joy-con’s wrist strap and the edge of the controller knocks an object out from under the couch.

another red joy-con.

you take a closer look and in midst, catch a glimpse of barry’s ‘oh shit face.’ before he could swipe it back under the couch, you hop off the couch next to him and crouch down, taking a closer look.

It’s burnt, just like the one you confronted barry about it. you pick it up and examine it with your hands. same damage.

“I can explain-“ you cut him off when you begin pushing the couch away. “oh my god, y/n. no, no, no, no!” he dramatically pleas, but barry knows he’s in too deep as what has been his worst kept secret, is finally revealed.

a clutter of broken joy-cons, all red with similar burnt marks and smashed in buttons reveal before you. it must’ve been at least fifty controllers scattered in a pile. at least four thousand dollars’ worth of product. he’s broken a few joy-cons before, which is why you brought it up to him in the first place… but that’s only been four or five times. not over fifty?! you could tell barry was in desperate need in saving money too because you also saw some third-party brands that resembled the joy-cons.

“okay, so… you aren’t going to believe me… but i have these amazing superpow-“

“barry..? w-what the hell?!”

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matchingbatbites · 1 year

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For the soft and sweet sentances: stobin pls &

Is that my shirt? & you're my family too

Of course!! Not sure if you wanted them in the same one but that's how it worked out this time <3

"Is that my shirt?"

Steve pauses where he's restocking candy and looks up at Robin before looking at the button down stretched over his chest, as though he's only just realized he's wearing it.

"Mmm, no, I'm pretty sure this is mine."

"No way," she says, reaching down and tugging at the collar. "This is definitely the shirt I stole out of my dad's closet like, months ago."

Steve's face scrunches in disgust and he turns back to the candy. "Ew. If I had known it was your dad's I wouldn't have worn it."

"So you did take it!" she says and drops forward, draping herself over his back. He takes her weight easily, his crouched position not shifting as she leans into him.

"I didn't take it, you left it at my house, and-"

There's a pause of silence, and Robin hooks her chin over Steve's shoulder, asks a gentle "Steve?"

"I... Didn't sleep well. Last night. And it smelled like you."

"Nightmare?"

"...Yeah."

Robin softens. She knows firsthand how bad his nightmares can get, has spent countless nights bringing him out of a panic.

"Why didn't you call me, dingus?"

Steve shakes his head absentmindedly.

"It was late, and I knew you had a test today-"

"Steve-"

"Plus I didn't want your parents to be pissed at you for being on the phone at like, 2am-"

"Oh my god, Steve."

Robin grabs his face with one hand and turns him to face her, squishes his cheeks together to purse his lips and stop him from talking.

"I told you to call me, dummy. Who cares what my parents say, I- You're my family, too, Steve. I'm always here for you."

Steve's eyes go soft and he reaches up to grab Robin's wrist, but the look quickly dissolves into annoyance when she squeezes his cheeks again and lowers her voice into the worst impression of Steve.

"'I'm sorry, Robin. I know I'm emotionally constipated and have trouble asking for help.' It's okay, Steve. I still love you, even though you have a severe hero complex and crippling daddy issues-"

Steve pulls her hand from his face with a "Jesus, Robin-" and she slides off his back, moving to sit on the floor facing him. She holds up her free hand, her pinky extended.

"Hey, I'm serious. We're in this shit together. Promise me you'll call me next time."

He sighs even as he gives her a soft smile, and crosses his pinky with hers.

"Okay, I promise."

Send me a prompt!

#thanks for the prompt!#i promise im working on the other one #doing it in between work lol #platonic stobin #joey writes #prompt fill #stranger things #ficlet

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humongousgothskeletonfarm · 17 days

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chapter 6 thoughts: (spoilers ahead!)

oh. fuck.

he was king. now he’s a martyr.

holy shittttt

aftg really brings us all together, this is random but i love talking to other fan accounts about the books

anyway fanfics will no longer have to speculate when rikos funeral was, and if kevin attended or not (or if he had a mental breakdown about it)

also neil u have no tact babe and i love u for it

oh renee ur so lovely ur so insightful (neil u should listen to what she has to say)

jean and his ‘i won’t grieve him’ ❤️🫶

- ‘promise me’ jean said with a desperation that should have kill him, nathaniel didn’t hesitate, ‘i promise’ SHUT THE FUCK UP I LOVE THEM THANK U NORA THIS IS EVERYTHING I WANTED FROM THIS BOOK

THE SWAP FROM NATHANIEL TO NEIL IS JUST AS POWERFUL FROM JEANS PERSOECTIVE IN TSC AS IT WAS IN FROM NEILS IN TKM I LITERALLY CANNOT THE PARALLELS ARE KILLING ME

it’s 1:40 am and i’ve just made a cup of tea to keep myself awake

feeling many things about jeans perusal of the fox photo wall and taking renee’s picture

i know these motherfuckers aren’t accusing neil kevin and jean of abandoning that cunt and leading to his ‘suicide’

WE ARE THE RIGHT PEOPLE I THINK JUST NOT THE RIGHT TIME (look i am admittedly not a jean/renee shipper but good god they are so sweet in this)

A COOL EVENING BREEZE AND RAINBOWS

screaming as silently as i can rn

- petition for someone to put summertime sadness on the jean playlist

whattttt is the mystery about jeremy’s family?? what is this fabled fall banquet that tore his family in half im so intrigued i have to know more

ALSO JEREMY IS IN THERAPY AND HAS SOME SORT OF FAMILY ISSUES I KNEW IT IM SURE THATS ON A BINGO SOMEWHERE

jeremy dad of the trojans checking to see that they’re safe and also cody first cannon non binary character??? pls say yes

accidentally fell asleep in the middle of my planned all nighters whoops it’s currently 7 am

chapter 7:

“I like to indulge,” Jeremy said with a dimpled smile. Kevin’s words mocked him in the back of his thoughts: “Some of them you like.”

i did. notice this in chapter 2 or whatever but is this?? are we getting jerejean???? that’s what this means righ??

jeremy wdym ‘oh to be the pampered elite’ u have a butler??

jean defending kevin saying he’s earned the right to be arrogant be still my beating heart i love these stubborn mother fuckers

He was years away, watching a different beautiful boy lean in close to say, Will you teach me when he’s not watching? It could be our secret.

STOP IT RN

chapter 8!!

flicked him a sly look. “Easy on the eyes, maybe.”

AHHHHH!!!

also so glad that there’s 100% confirmation cat and laila are dating (shared bedroom!)

the description of laila and cats lounge room is so soft and cozy im so jealous i wish i was there

barkbark von barkenstein u will never top sir fat cat mcatterson (although props to nora for always having simultaneously the worst and most creative names for pets)

jean telling cat she’s a good player but misses every ball at her hips is literally every raven! (someone) fic ever come to life where they meet a relatively normal other team and have absolutely no tact or awareness of what others considered rude and immediately tell the other players what their weaknesses are (i’m obsessed)

“Yes,” he said, and if he didn’t sound sure, he at least sounded angry. “Let them all burn. I hope none of them survive.” BABY I LOVE U IM SO PROUD OF U UR SAFE NOW FUCK RIKO FUCK THE RAVENS FUCK THE MASTER

“Oh, he’s good. A bit rude, but I like him. I think we’re going to be good friends.”

i’d say the exact same thing

*jeremy giving jean the keys*

well it’s not andreil levels of drama and symbolism but love a good comparison

or they do not care enough about her wellbeing. It’s unforgivable either way.”

giggling a bit over jean being up in arms about boba knowing that he’d be seriously unimpressed with me if he knew how much boba i drank

he wants to know what it was for

AND WHAT IF THAT LINE BROKE ME NORA?? AND WHAT THEN??

The Ravens had given up everything to be the undefeated champions, only to be destroyed last month by a tiny team from South Carolina.

I CANT DO THIS ANYMORE

“Loving something is not enough,” Jean told him, right on cue. “When is the last time you enjoyed playing?” Jeremy asked. “Irrelevant,” Jean said. “I am Jean Moreau; I am perfect Court. I do not need to enjoy it to be the best backliner in the NCAA.”

that was what Jean felt safest in, Jeremy would back his decision wholeheartedly.

LITERALLY LEAVE ME ALONE

chapter 9999

also i’m so glad that we have jeremy/laila/cat friendship like in fics and stuff they were always best buddies coz they were the only trojan characters named in the books but it’s great to see they’re actually good friends in cannon

“I need you to listen to me for one moment,” Laila said, “and I need you to believe me when I say it. Fuck Coach Moriyama.”

AGREED AGREED AGREED FUCK THAT CUNT

COOKING LESSONS WITH JEAN THIS IS THE WHOLESOME CONTENT I SIGNED UP FOR

cat talking macronutrients and promising to help with his diet so it’s still familiar but more fun in order to begin healing jeans relationship with food is so important to me

nora bleaching jeremy’s hair blonde after telling us she was shocked we all headcannoned him as blonde while she thought he was brunette is so funny to me,, don’t worry fan artists u do not have to change a thing!

(frosted tips made me giggle too, jeremy u pussy)

“Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?”

chapter 10

jean learning basic household chores like sorting and washing clothes and deep cleaning the apartment and learning his way around a supermarket <3

LAILA CAT JEAN FRIENDSHIP IS REAL

Afternoons were filled with whatever the women were in the mood for that day, be it wandering downtown, shopping, or combing through estate sales.

Jean went where they took him because it was better than being left in the house alone,

COOKING IS HEALING JEAN ITS A COMFORT THING SHUT THE FUCK UP THIS IS EVERYTHUNG HES SO REAL FOR THAT

Ravens graduated; they didn’t leave.

fuck if that didn’t just stop my heart

i definitely should have been more wary of the trigger warnings. if anyone is wanting to read the book but is worried about certain parts, i’d be happy to let y’all know what sections are triggering so u can try and skip around them.

But Jean was not a Raven, and Wayne was dead.

FUCK YEAH BABY NOT ANYMORE U ARENT

the thought of that quiet space with its single bed was so repulsive he turned toward the living room instead. - this is so important to me

He could sense the others’ presence even if they weren’t around to bother him, and that was enough to take the edge off the loneliness eating at his heart.

literally end my life i’m so happy for jean, he’s healing slowly but surely

this was better than anything he’d ever had. It was worlds more than he deserved. He feared it as much as he wanted it;

JEAN U DO DESERVE IT I PROMISE U

wait wtf,, zane is reacher??? in literally every raven fic ever reacher is the most abusive character other than riko

OMFG BEACH SCENE??? THEYRE GONNA TAKE JEAN TO THE BEACH??? CHECK THAT OFF EVERY SINGLE BINGO CARD MADE FOR THIS BOOK

^ yeah i wrote that two seconds before then reading jeans panic attack about drowning and the trigger of riko waterboarding him and neil and now i want to cry

#aftg #all for the game #the foxhole court #tsc #the sunshine court #jean moreau #jeremy knox #laila dermott #catalina alvarez #nora sakavic #usc trojans #renee walker #neil josten #andrew minyard #kevin day #david wymack #nathaniel wesninski

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imagines-babes · 11 months

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i love your q!quackity writings sm omgomg pls do more🫶🏽

Perfectly Wrong (q!Quackity)

Hello thank you for enjoying them. Here another. I really wanted to use this song so I came up with this idea. The song is ‘Perfectly Wrong by Shawn Mendez’ i hope you enjoy it and leave me more request :) maybe next story will be ether pirate!Karl or ghost face!Sapnap or something totally different

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In an instant clock, you both hit it off. Meeting at the house party at Roiers. While dancing started and drinks. It was nothing special but it was nice. They meet through a mutual friend, Wilbur, he introduced you both. Then you two would talk and shortly get together. There were many up and down to this relationship you both had for each other. Some good and some bad.

A good memory would be when you, tilin, and, quackity would have a talk by the water having a camp there for a quest. The fire was going low. Finding some branches on the floor. To see quackity talking to tilin with a smile on his face. Tilin looks at you with a smile and then notices a shooting star they point to it as I sat beside tilin with a smile. ‘Since you saw it you get to make a wish. Wish about anything.’ You smiled while tilin close their eyes. ‘I wish that me, my dad and dad/mom will always be together and be a happy family forever.’ Opening their eye looking between you and quackity. ‘Do you think it will come true?’ They were curious as I nod. ‘ we will always be a happy family. You, Me, and your dad tilin.’ Tilin started to fall asleep on you as you smiled. ‘Always happy huh?’ He questions as he looks over at you. ‘Always happy no matter what happens. Even if something bad happens,’ placing a free hand on his cheek, ‘I will be there for you quackity.’ He flashes a smile and then stares at tilin with a smile.

Losing our Tilin was the worst case of our bad times. Tilin was our egg and our family. After losing them everything would end up in a fight. Even cleaning around the house we both shared. You would ask nicely but he takes offense to it. The love between us was dying but in every scenario, we would both end up in each other arms.

Recently, when Wilbur came back from his trip. You notice quackity wasn't there in the house. So you check your map and notice him heading to where Wilbur was. Using Enderpearl to make it halfway there to hear talking some spam e in front of you. Hiding behind some tree to hear only a bit of their conversation. 'Hey, big q who are you and y/n?' Wilbur would ask but quackity ignore it. 'Is that your egg?' Quackity put to someone in the distance to see another egg that looks like Wilbur. 'Yeah I've ...' he cut him off, ' because of you leaving you made me lose my child.' Your heart stops. 'I thought you and y/n were raising one together.' Quackity laughed, 'You think I wanted an egg together with them? I wanted an egg with you,' you froze hearing the words out of his mouth. 'But look at things you have an egg for yourself so you left my tilin for your daughter,' Wanting to leave you tilted your head a little to see Wilbur trying to explain what happened till he looked at you with sad eyes. Quackity stares at Wilbur to notice he wasn't looking at him but what was behind him. He turned to not see anyone. Wilbur invites Quackity to meet his daughter. You slide down the tree with your knees to your chest. He never wanted to be with you. He only claimed to be tilin only parent you weren't brought once. You hoped he didn't mean it like the way he put it. So you left. Going back to the house. Heading towards where tilin would sleep to see one of their extra bows next to the bed. Held it up close to your heart. Crying for tilin. Telling the gods that you would do anything. But it was set as stone tilin was never coming back.

For what felt like an hour, hearing the front door open seeing quackity slouching a little. He came up to you bringing up your hand to kiss them. He looks up at you with admiration. This was the up to your relationship with him. How sweet he was. How caring he was. And you loved him. If you wanted to leave it would hurt you so much. So you never left. Pushing down your pain to only see the good loving side of this relationship. That night you both slept side by side as if there are no problems in your relationship.

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spicywhenspeaking · 6 months

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If I’m There : Chapter Two

Part One

exploring the budding relationship between Noah and my OFC Natalie - ah young love - but of course to be young and in love is usually to be kinda stupid. This story will soon take us 10 years into the future and our two love birds with meet again but secrets have been kept and feelings buried away..will true love prevail?? (yeah probably but it’s gonna hurt like Hell first)

Triggers : language , violence

tags: fluff 🫶🏻 , a little angst

smut eventually I PROMISE! let them cook, so minors dni pls&thx

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“Noah. stop seriously please you’re only going to make it worse” I say as I race after him down the hall, his long legs making it difficult to keep up “please stop” I plead “you think doing anything to him will make it better?”

I continue pulling his arm back to keep him from rushing towards the courtyard where my brother is no doubt sitting at his usual table for lunch.

He turns around to face me with a seething expression “Natalie. He hit you.” Noah’s hand light grazes my blackened eye. “He deserves to pay for that”

“And you think what? By kicking his ass? Or yelling to the whole school that he hit me is going to help with anything? You think it would make my life any easier?” The frustration in my voice impossible to miss.

“You don’t understand Noah, I’m just trying to make it through this last year and a half of school and escape from my shitstorm family. It would be a lot easier if my already volatile brother wasn’t provoked further” I pull his arm back further towards me “so please, just leave it alone”

Noah let’s loose an annoyed breath “fine” he grumbles.

“But If he touches you again-“

“He won’t” I interrupt “he won’t do it again” hopefully

“If he does, call me. Please. Text me. Send a fucking carrier pidgeon i dont care, just tell me.“ he reaches out for my phone and puts his number in and texting himself.

Nick coughs behind us and I turn back to him “why did you text Noah?” I question him. “I at least assume that’s why he came barreling into class with that crazed look on his face.”

Nick just looks between Noah and I and sighs deeply “you two are so dumb. I texted Noah because he talks about you all the time, figured you probably felt the same way considering I saw you doodling a figure that looked strikingly similar to him” Nick continues “I figured he’d give a shit if the girl he’s all hung up on showed up to school with a shiner”

ha sounds like Nick just said Noah likes me…wait what

“Wait what?” I turn to look at Noah and he’s blushing red from the neck up. “You talk about me all the time?”

“You drew me?”

We both speak at the same time, laughing at the ridiculousness of it.

I let him go first “you drew me? why didn’t you show me?”

I let out a nervous laugh “I mean I didn’t want to look like a weirdo drawing pictures of some guy I like” the last part came out in a rush, my brain is apparently moving faster than my mouth can filter. Oh my god shut up.

“I mean-“ I stumble

“I like you too,” he confesses in a small voice. “Sitting next to you and bothering you in study hall is one of the highlights of my day”

“You’re never bothering me” I tell him quietly.

“Ugh okay I’m leaving now” Nick says from behind us.

We continue walking but now away from the courtyard trying to slip into casual conversation. “So now that I’m not planning on kicking your brother's ass, did you maybe want to eat lunch together?” He pushes the hair that fell into his face back behind his ear as he asks me.

“Yeah, that would be great. I totally forgot to bring my lunch with everything going on at home but I would enjoy sitting with you” I smile up at him softly.

“Hell no, Natty. What do you want? My treat” he said while reaching over and wrapping his arm around my shoulder pulling me closer.

We walked off campus to the taco truck a block away from school and Noah bought us lunch while we talked more. Before we went back to school he stopped me and moved his hand to cup my bruised cheek.

“Can I take you out for real?” He asks sweetly “like a real date, not just tacos at lunch time. Friday night?”

Oh my god, he’s asking you out. Noah is asking you out. He just bought you lunch. He talked to you about art and music and wants to take you out on a date. Okay you've been quiet for too long. Say something.

“Yes! That sounds great” I manage to choke out through the nerves clogging my throat.

“Awesome” Noah smiles and takes my hand as we walk back to campus.

Friday cannot come fast enough. I need to get through two more days and one massive AP biology exam so I am in an intense study session when my phone buzzes next to me.

Noah : you’re not responding to my snaps and they’re so funny. Put the notes down for 5 seconds to laugh. I promise it’s worth it. 8:46

Natalie: haha okay! Fine. 8:46

Natalie: It better be worth it, this test is like a huge part of my final grade. 8:46

I open the snap and it’s a series of videos of Noah fake falling next to wet floor sign and another of him placing a bible in the science fiction section of a Barnes and Noble. what a beautiful dork

Natalie: Those are precious moments I could have used to study, now lost forever. 8:58

Noah: Natty, you wound me deeply. Say something nice before I completely lose all self confidence. 9:01

Natalie: You have the voice of an angel, now pls let me study. 9:03

Noah: aw :) you like me huh? 9:03

Natalie: less and less now XD 9:04

Noah: You've wounded me again. I may never recover <\3. 9:04

Natalie: I will try to make it up to you later but for now biology calls my name and I need to finish studying this unit. Goooodnight noahhhh :) 9:06

Noah: I will hold you to that Natty. GN :) 9:07

I fall asleep on my textbook and wake up again at around midnight to crawl into my bed.

The next day passes quickly and it’s finally Friday ! I feel great about my test so the day is going great, and it’s only going to get better because tonight Noah is taking me out on our first official date. He doesn’t want to count tacos during lunch period as our first date, which I get, but that’s not what I’ll tell our kids….okay Nat let’s not get ahead of ourselves.

I get home after school and rush to my room to get ready. I take a boiling hot shower to wash away the oncoming nerves. Will he want to have sex? No. right? That's crazy..no way. Right.? It our first date, he couldn’t possibly expect that…but I mean he’s had girlfriends before. Maybe I’m in over my head…I’m an inexperienced, never had a boyfriend virgin loser….No. Noah is a nice guy, he likes me. Kyle’s words are just getting to me. This is going to be a great date and Noah is a great guy.

I decided to wear my dark green wrap dress, black tights and ballet flats. I don't normally wear makeup but I decided to put on a little mascara and blush and I use concealer to cover up the fading bruise on my eye. I brush out my hair and pin it half up with a clip.

Noah texts me that he's outside at around 6:00. He didn't tell me what he had planned but I'm excited either way.

As I approach the car he hops out of the driver side seat and greets me with a happy smile and moves to open the door for me. “Hi” he greets me with a warmly “you look beautiful” he pulls me into a gentle hug.

Wrapping my hands around him to return the hug I smile at him and climb into the passenger seat.

“So, what do you have planned for this evening?” I ask curiously.

“A little this, a little that…don’t worry Natty, I have the perfect evening planned” he winks at me and I can’t help the blush that floods my face.

Fifteen minutes later the car pulls into a small parking lot outside of a brick building with a sign reading “Holts Roastery and Records” a record store? That tracks.

“I’ve seen you wear some pretty cool band shirts so I was thinking finding some new records would be fun, plus the coffee here is pretty good” Noah comments as he throws his arm around me walking from the car to the front door.

We walk inside and order. I get a hot chai latte and Noah orders a mocha. We get our drinks and walk around the records and music, I see a lot that I recognize, l mostly listen to classic rock or oldies like Led Zeppelin, Rolling Stones or Otis Redding. Noah is pulling out bands I’ve never heard before like Megadeath, Slayer, he hands me a Bring Me The Horizon CD and says “just listen to this, if you can give me anything at all, listen to this”

I laugh softly and take a sip of my tea taking the cd “okay, I’ll listen to it, cross my heart”

We continue browsing the shelves and talking before heading to the checkout counter where Noah plucks the cd from my hands to pay for it “my treat Natty, I want to have all the credit for introducing you to the best music you’ve ever heard” he finishes paying and we toss our drinks heading back out to the car.

“Nights not over yet, don’t worry” he laughs “one more stop and then the best burger of your life”

Noah drives us to the park near the lake, we park and walk hand in hand and he leads me to a bench. We sit and take in the warm evening sun as it’s on its path to disappear.

“I come here a lot to write, it’s one of my favorite spots” Noah comments softly “I was hoping to bring you here sometime”

“It’s a lovey spot, thank you for bringing me” I return in a gentle voice. The sun is dipping more into the horizon and the sky is filled with a beautiful orange glow.

“It’s so beautiful” I whisper, staring ahead at the glistening lake.

“Yeah, it is” Noah agrees but his gaze remains fixed on me as his hand comes up to brush the hair off my neck.

I turn to face him and before the next word leaves my mouth his lips are against mine in a kiss that quiets all thoughts.

His lips are so soft and warm against mine, he moves his hand to cradle the back of my neck as the kiss deepens slightly, my hand moves to hold onto the front of his shirt not wanting this kiss to ever end but knowing we will eventually need to breathe again.

Pulling away to rest his forehead against mine as we both attempt to catch our breath Noah speaks first “I’ve been wanting to do that since- well- for a while”

I move to fix his hair behind his ear “well I’m glad you did” I giggle and move to kiss him quickly again “now I remember you mentioning food? I’m starving”

He laughs and kisses me one, two, three - six more times and then we’re back into the car and headed to a nearby diner. We both order cheese burgers and milkshakes. He tells me more about his home life and I talk to him about my dad, him leaving, his anger but also his love for music, how I’m mad at him but I also miss him.

After we eat Noah takes me back home and after saying goodbye in his car for about fifteen minutes I reluctantly head inside to get ready for bed.

As I’m getting ready to lay down I hear a knock on my bedroom door.

Padding from my bed I open it to see my brother Kyle standing, arms crossed “so what? Now you’re dating him?” He spits out.

“Not that it's any of your business, but yes.” No sense in lying.

“You’re an idiot. He’s only doing this to piss me off” his bitter laugh cuts into his last words.

“Well then I guess it’s working. Listen Kyle, I don’t care how you feel about it, or if you think he’s playing some game. I really don’t care” I go to shut my door but he pushes past to invade my space.

“So you’ll let him whore you out just to get back at me?”

Oh fuck you, I think to myself.

“What I do, and who I choose to spend my time with is none of your business and I’m not whoring myself out you dickhead. It’s a date. It’s what young people do. You would know if you acted somewhat decently to people.”

I gesture towards my door “now please, get out of my room I am trying to study”

“You’re not going out with him” he seethes

“Yes. I. Am” I stand my ground “now get out!”

“No” he moves to grab my shoulder but I move back and using all my strength push him out of my door, shut it and twist the lock.

He’s banging on the door and screaming.

“Just go to sleep Kyle!” I scream at him “Fuck off and go to sleep, you’re acting crazy!”

First there’s silence and then he’s throwing his whole body weight into the door and bringing it off the hinges.

“KYLE!” I scream before he’s throwing me to the ground with his hands wrapped around my neck.

————-to be continued here!

muahahaha I looove cliffhangers 🫶🏻

Also I do not like the formatting on tumblr lmaoo I am still figuring out how to make things look cohesive and sectioned in a functional way…let me know if you think there’s a better way to format and I will try!

Thanks again for reading!!! I looooovvveee youuuuu

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kyrenasfics · 2 years

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The Crown Prince | Jeong Jaehyun

PAIRING ➾ prince!Jaehyun x reader

GENRE(S) ➾ arranged marriage!au, forbidden love!au, angst, romance

WARNING(S) ➾ basically no i think but a lottt of angst

WORD COUNT : 7k

SUMMARY | He is the crown prince of this kingdom and the most powerful knight. He once saved you when you were almost being killed by a bunch of wolf. What makes you dare to taste the forbidden fruit? You don't know if you should thought of it as a gift from the God or a punishment to you for got enamoured to a person who you shouldn't be enamour for your entire life. The moment you crossed the line, you made yourself covered in wounds even more and worse, that you are not capable enough to stand it.

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A/N : it’s my first time wrtiting a bad ending(im sorry but im not 😛), i hope you like it and pls STAY SAFE!💚

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You are not meant to be together. Who gave you the courage to taste the “forbidden fruit?”

What makes you dare to taste the “forbidden fruit!”

Prince Yoonoh are known as the most handsome man in the entire Jeong Empire, but it’s not verified, no one has ever seen him before, it’s just rumours among this small little town.

You were born and being raised in this small town named “Cloud” in Jeong Empire. Your father, he is a fisher. He is out on a fishing boat all year round and you only had a few chances to get to see him. You have three brothers which are all older than you, Kun, Xiaojun and Renjun. They joined your father out to fish once they turned 18.

“Take care of our daughter, I'll be back very soon.” Your father said and he gives your mother a kiss then a hug for you before he left the house. It’s not a big deal for going out to fishing but it always has a risk, risk for not coming back anymore. Once they are out, then it’s three months and another three months and three months until when it’s new year, they’ll be back again.

“Remember to close the windows before you sleep and cover yourself when you sleep, don’t caught a cold.” Your biggest brother, Kun said and he rubs the both side of your arm. You were the youngest and the only daughter in this family, and of course you are the apple of everyone’s eye. You reluctant to be apart with them. Seeing their figure gradually disappear from your vision.

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“I will be out to collect some herbs. I will be back in 3 days.” you said then start packing things you needed to bring along with.

Your grandfather was a physician. He passed away 3 years ago, whenever he is examining a patience or out to collect herbs you were always staying along with him. So you learned some from him for example some simple way of how to treat a wound, treat mild colds and treat a swallow legs.

After he passed away, you decided to sell some herbs and treat some minor injuries to earn some money, but most importantly you missed doing it everyday with your grandpa. It’s already had been a habit to you.

“Make sure to take care of yourself. Once the night turn dark, find an inn to rest!” You mother make sure to repeat and repeat as you are really very stubborn when it comes to collect herbs, as if the herbs will gone if you did not make it to pick it by today. “I knew it mother, bye!” You said then begin the herbs collecting journey of yours.

Usually, you will be going to the nearest forest from your town but just a few days ago, you overheard the forest two town away from Cloud have herbs that is very rare and valuable. So, you decided to give it a try to see whether you are lucky enough to found it, even if you come back empty-handed.

You are willing to try.

So there you are standing in front of the forest entrance. ‘Should I really try?’ ‘What if something unexpected comes out?’ ‘But they’re valuable herbs’ ‘They will cost a high price’ All kind of thought running inside your mind.

‘Okay! Let’s do it! No regrets!’ You cheered yourself up then start heading in the forest.

This forest is unexpected a lot much bigger than the usual one you goes to. You just hope you wouldn’t get lost and trapped in the forest.

It’s almost 1 hour since you’ve entered the forest and your hard work finally paid off. You spotted a tree looking like the rare herbs tree you are looking for and is about 10 feet away. Right a moment before you were planning to go home but you were instantly overjoyed!

You walk up to that tree and crouch down to check if it’s the herb you are looking for and it is. Suddenly you hear the low roar of animal, it’s wolf. You stands up rapidly and look around, then only you realize the sun is almost setting. You have to leave as soon as possible before it turns dark.

But the low roar is getting closer and closer by time. You're too scared, so you just pick a little and quickly leaving.

The wolf seems to be attracted by your movement. Suddenly, a dark shadow shuttles between the trees. Just right in front of you! The wolf is running towards you from the trees in front of you.

Your legs are like being under a spell, you can't move. Watching the wolf getting closer to you, your legs wobble and you fell to the ground. The wolf is just inches away from you! You blocked your both hands in front of you and shut your eyes tight. ‘I don’t want to die yet, someone please help me!’ You thought, hope for a miracle to happens but you know you are gonna die, no matter how. No one could save you where the wolf is just in front of you.

You are waiting for death or the pain of being bitten by a wolf but it never comes. Perhaps the wolf changed his mind? You slowly open your eyes. A blade went straight into the wolf neck. You turned your head, a man is stabbing his blade into the wolf! You fainted right away.

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You wake up and see no one beside you. You find yourself were wearing a cloak that doesn't belong to you, it must be the man who saved you?

“You awake?” A man appears from behind. “Are feeling good? Dizzy?” He asked. “Yeah. I’m feeling good. Did you saved me?” You answered his question and asked him. “Yes. I saved you.” The man said. “Thank you. I— I really don’t know how can I do to thank you. But really thank you so much for saving me!” You said sincerely.

“Maybe you can give me yourself.” The man teased. You blushed. Feeling so shy from his words. “I’m joking. Here. Eat some before we left.” The man said and gives you some bread. “T— Thank.” You said then take the bread from him. You start munching the bread as you only realize how starved you are.

“Eat it slow, we are not in rush.” The man laughed and said. You glared at him the continue munching on the bread. It’s just a bread but maybe it’s because you are being saved from death the bread taste more delicious than it usual is and you stared sobbing just thinking of you almost never get to see your family again.

“Why are you crying?” The man turned around when he heard your sobs and asked. “I— I missed my family. I— I almost got myself never gonna see them.” You then started cry loudly. “What a silly girl.” He chuckle softly. “I’ve saved you. You’ll still be able to see them.” He said then softly pats your head. You nod then readjust your breathing until you stopped sobbing.

“Alright. We should go now before the sun is setting.” The man said then untying the lead rope he tied around the tree to hold his horse. He gave a leap and landed himself on the saddle of the horse. “Come up. We are heading to the capital.” He said then offering out a hand for you.

But you still standing like a statue, clinging the bread tight in your hands. “M— Mother says riding a horseback is very unladylike for a lady.” You spoke shyly. He then get down the horse. “It’s okay. No one’s here. Only me and you.” The man said then reaching out his hand again.

You hesitated but still, you used his hand as an aid to get on the horseback.

“Hold tight.” He skip the rope that was tied around the horse neck, the horse sprinted. Scared you to hug his waist tight, preventing yourself from falling. ‘Gallop… Gallop…’ when the horse slower down and you wanted to let your hands around his waist but when he felt your hands loosen it a bit. He pulled the lead rope harder around the horse's neck to make the horse run faster.

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It’s been days since the man saved you. That day, he left without you getting to know his name. Every few days you uses the excuse of collecting herbs to go back to that forest, hoping you could meet him again.

This person keeps lingering in your mind. When you are examining a patient, when you cook, when you bath or even you are sleeping, he appears in your dream.

Today, you went to the forest once again. After several times coming home empty-handed, you thought it’s gonna be another “empty-handed day”.

So, you, who still never meet him after walked the whole forest. You lowered your head and kicked the small stones on the ground, walking out of the forest.

Noises coming out from a distance, sound like someone is chasing after someone. Out of curious, you stopped down and try to find out what’s happening. You see a figure you miss day and night.

A bunch of people were chasing behind of him. His pace is getting slower and slower. He is holding his right arm. Is he hurt? You have to think of a way to help him. They are getting closer time by time.

You run to approach him faster. The closer you run towards him the clearer you see him. It’s him, and he is all blood…

5 feet and you will reach him. He can't take it anymore, he collapsed on the floor. When you finally get to him, he is covered in wounds.

“Hey! Can you hear me?” You sit on the ground and move his head to let him lean on your lap as a support. He is muttering something blurry that you couldn’t hear him well so you lean forward to hear him clearly.

“There… the shabby house over there…” He weakly pointing towards a direction. From what’s he is pointing at, there is a shabby house. You have no idea why he pointed there or why did he know there is a shabby house at such a distance away, but you have no time to waste.

“Can you walk? I can’t carry such a tall man as you and you are heavy.” You said and trying to carry him up but you just couldn’t. Then you heard his soft chuckles. You do as he said and tried your best to carry him up then place his left hand on your shoulder and your right hand is around his waist to carry his weight.

You carry him, who was seriously injured slowly to the shabby house he said. When the moment you open the door, it’s not as empty as you thought. There is a bed right in the middle inside the shabby house. Beside the bed was a small the cooking are and on the left hand side of the cooking area have a wooden door, but you are not sure was it a room or what. Then a very simple square wooden table in front of the bed with two chair each both side one.

You put him down on the bed and went out to find water to clean his wounds before you apply herbs on it. “You have to treat the wound first or your wound will get infected, or else you’ll left scars on it.” You told him then quickly heading out of the room but he hold you wrist. You turned back to him, worrying if he’s feeling uncomfortable.

“There is a toilet there.” He said then points towards the wooden door where you are curious about at first. ‘Ah, so it was a toilet’ you speak to yourself in your head. You went inside and there is a basin under the washstand. You took it and scoop some water into it then went back to him again.

You squat down beside the bed and starting to wash his the wounds on his right arm with a wet cloth. After cleaning the surface, you then apply some herbs which could help to stop bleeding and then you tear a little bit of the hem of your shirt to use to wrap his wounds. “Remember not to get water-“ You finished on treating his wounds then you said, but when you look up he is already asleep. You did not wake him because you thought he must be suffering a lot from the pain. Thinking back, he did not whine a single bit because of his wounds. What a strong man he must be to suppressing all his pain. You thought you would never be able to do it.

Both your hands crossed and resting your chin againts the bed and watching at his sleeping figure. Looking at his face clearly, this man who saved you, he is good-looking, even sleeping. You’ve started to grown curiosity of him. What kind of a family is he coming from? Did he lives somewhere nearby this forest? Why did he came to this forest? Why is he being chased and is hurt? Did he offend them? And right, you still haven’t get to know his name. Thousands of question is running in your head. Slowly, you sinked into your sleep unconsciously.

You open your eyes and what you see is the ceiling. Did you fall asleep? On the bed? Why did you woke up laying on a bed? You don’t remember you slept on a bed. You turned your head to the side. The man that was supposed to be there is not there. He left? Left with his arm are still bleeding? You have to look for him, before the bunch of people found him. You get off the bed and running out the shabby house. You opened the door and the man is sitting right in front the door. The night getting dark. “You awake?” He smiling looking at you and said. He is using woods to start a fire.

“You shouldn’t be moving around, you wounds will broke open. I’ll do it, go get some rest.” You said and chasing him off. “Man should be the one to start a fire, not a women.” He chuckles softly. “No, you are the pat-“ You are trying to argue with him but he cuts you off. “I’m not doing everything, I’m just starting the fire and you will be the one who cook. So it’s fair.” You become speechless. “Cook? Me?” You asked and pointing at yourself. He nodded and then pointed back at him. “I— I’m not good at cooking…” You stuttered.

“I don’t mind the taste, as long as it can filled my hunger.” You are again speechless by his words. “O— Okay…”

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“Do you have anything you wanted to say?” He raised his brow and asked. You shook your head hardly. “Then why are you keep staring at me? Your face told me you’ve something to say.” He said then put his chopsticks down on the table. “Can I really ask?” You asked and averting his eyes. “Go ahead.” He answered coolly.

“W— Why are those people chasing after you?” You asked nervously. “No. I shouldn’t ask this way.” You whisper softly just enough for yourself to hear it. “Why did you know there is a shabby house inside of this big forest?” You asked. From Jaehyun's point of view, you look like a cat filled with curiosity.

“I know here by chance when I was still very young.” He said but he doesn’t look happy. “By chance? In a forest when you were young? How come?” You asked and he stared at you with an unreadable expression. “My parents, they are always arguing. I don’t like it. One day I just ran out and came here randomly.” He said. “I found this place very calm. Hearing the birds singing on the tree with a book in my hands, the feelings is very chilling.” He adds.

You wanted to know what had happened to him in his childhood, but you have no rights to know a stranger’s story. The tension is getting tense so you try to break it. “Let me tell you a story of mine?” You support your chin on your hand and look at him then he nodded.

“My father always went out for fish when I was young, on my path of growing I seldom get to see him. I felt lonely because I only have brothers and my mother have to work as well They like to play around the forest and they won’t bring me along because I’m a girl, they thought I won’t know how to climb tree and many stuff that girl usually won’t do. So, one day after they left the house, I secretly follow behind them.”

“They went to the nearest forest from our house, but when I finally reach the entrance of the forest, they disappeared. I started to feel panic. They are no where to be seen. The forest is as big as a bottomless pit for a four year old little girl, and I know nothing about this forest, it’s my first time here. I cry and scream, calling out their names while messing around the bottomless pit forest. Luckily, they manage to find me before I got eaten by some wild animals.” You chuckle softly.

“And so, I was banned to go to the forest since then. Until when I started follow my grandpa to collect herbs around the forest, only I started to get nearer to the forest, in about 10 years I think. And I like the forest a lot! It reminds me of my grandpa. I miss him a lot.” Your face unconsciously showed a trace of you missing your grandpa.

“You doesn’t looks like a playful girl who would make your families worry about you.” He says and chuckles softly.

BANG!

Suddenly a huge lightning strikes! “Ah!” You covered both your ears quick then quickly hide under the table. You are hugging your knees and shivering while hands still covering your ears tight.

He notice what happened to you after the lightning strikes. “It’s okay, it’s just a thunderstorm.” He get under the table as well and comforting you. He slowly embrace you in his arm, smoothing your back softly, cooling you down. “It’s just thunderstorm.” He keeps repeating.

“No! It’s not just a thunderstorm! It will became a heavy rain after that!” You slightly screaming. “We— We need to leave the forest before it’s starting rain! We need to leave! We need to leave!” You said in panic. “It’s going to rain, we will leave the next morning.” He said while his hands never stop smoothing your back. “No! We need to leave! The rain will cover this shabby house! We will be stuck if we don’t leave now! No! We can’t!” You started crying from the thought of rain covering this house that is just made by wooden. The rain will devour you both of you don’t leave now.

“Why? Why will the rain stuck us in this house?” He sense something abnormalities on you. You resist the rain a lot compared to a normal people. Yes, maybe some people doesn’t likes rain, but. Your actions is too weird, it’s like you have been stuck in somewhere because of rain and it made you staying in fear for the rest of your life. So he deliberately trigger you and make you tell him the real reason why you are scared.

“The— The rain is scary.” You sobbing and clingy against his chest. “Why? Tell me.” He persuading you to tell him. “My— My grandpa dead be— because we were stuck in a hou— house when we come out to co— collect herbs…” You are slightly calmed, but still sobbing. “That’s why you are scared of rain?” He speaks very very softly and caresses your hair. His voice is so charming. His hug is warm, his voice is soft, and he is even trying comfort you.

“Yes…” You said, grabbing his shirt tight.

“Let me tell you a story. You know whenever before the rains pour, there will be thunderstorms right? It’s meaning the gods who rule the earth is fighting against the demon. You know why they fight?” He asked then looking at you. You shook your head because you did not know it. “Because, the gods wants to create a baby for the earth, but the devil oppose it. So they fight, their fight causes thunderstorm.” He stopped then look at me again but then he continued.

“So when the gods win, a baby is born. Raining is a way to express their victory of giving a new life. They are good thing, so don’t be scare if raining anymore. It’s a sign of a new born.” He finished his story and you stopped crying because you are too into listening to his story like a bed time story.

“Is that real?” You asked. The “story” he told was too incredible, you don’t really believe it. “Of course it is.” He answered. You thought he must be thinking you are some kind of little kid who would trust on this kind of “fairytale” but unfortunately you are an adult and you know it’s not real. But still, he warms your heart. Maybe this is what people said “white lie.”

“Your wound!” You never noticed his wound which you wrapped it with your clothes is covered in blood now. “Am I the one who broke your wound? I’m sorry, I’m sorry…” You apologies then go get some water to clean his wound. “You sit on the bed first, I’ll go get some water.” You said then head towards the toilet.

You come back with holding a basin full of water. You set it now in front of the bed then kneel down to start cleaning his wound again. You unwrapped the teared shirt which on his wound then cleaning it softly and carefully with a piece of wet handkerchief. “You must be careful with your every single moves now. It recovers and you break it again.” You sighed and tell him.

“Can I know why did you cry so hard for your grandp- ehem the reason that made you afraid of rain.” He take back what he actually wanted to say ‘your grandpa’ but he thought if he says the word ‘grandpa’ might remind you of your grandpa, and he will have to tell another “story” to calm you down.

“He is my favourite among this family. I didn’t mean I don’t like the others, but he is the one who I spent the most time with. Father and mother needs to work, my father work as a fisher so he’s not home often and brothers as I said before they are always gone without me. So I follow my grandpa around, from just following him to the forest to collect herbs until I learn how to heal a patient.”

“One day, we went to the forest as usual. We already heard thunderstorm before we are out of the house but grandpa insisted he wants to go, he said we have umbrella, it’s not big deal just raining. But no, we all lost him in this stupid rain. The rain starts pouring when we just entered the forest. Grandpa holds my hands even tighter than every time he did.” The corners your the mouth rise slightly by thinking of your grandpa holdings your little hand.

“But the rain is getting heavier second by second. Until we can’t really see the road in front of us, very blurry. Because we can’t see clearly, grandpa continued going on with his intuition and the best he know of the forest which we have came over the years. He is too confident. I told him we should go home but he don’t listen to me. We lost our footing, fall off the cliff but I wasn’t falling off the cliff like grandpa did because the let go of my hand before we fall together.” There are tears are escaping from your eyes.

“If it’s not because of me, he won’t fall. Because he wants to save me, that’s why he did not manage to save himself!” You bursted into tears.

“Listen to me. It’s not your fault, it’s not your fault. Stop blaming yourself. Just a coincidence.” Again he’s comforting you. He smooth your back like how he did just now and it’s feeling very warm, you like the feels. He is someone like your grandpa, brings you warm. He lets you rest your head on his lap and smoothing your back, keeps repeat words which comfort you a lot. It’s been a long time since you relying on someone, you missed the feeling. The last one was your grandpa and you missed him a lot.

Your eyelids felt heavy, you must be tiring from all our crying just now. “Rest if you are tired, leave tomorrow morning. It must be tiring to cry a lot.” He said softly and caresses your head which are still resting on his lap. He carry you to the bed and you sinked into your sleep in just a seconds.

You woke up the next morning. He’s already awake and washing up himself. “Are you leaving too?” You asked.

“No, I will be leaving in days, they must be still looking after me.” He smile and answered. “There are foods here, I probably won’t die for days.” He adds, chuckling. “But your wound…” You are worried about him. “Small matter, I can manage it mysel- ow!” He twisted because he accidentally moved his arm, and his wound are slightly opened.

“I will stay here until your wound are at least considered yes “moveable!” “ You said loudly and powerful, unlike the little girl who cried last night like a pig. “It’s dangerous for you to stay here, go back.” He said. “Then, then…” You are thinking a way to he him. “I’ll leave but I’ll come here everyday to heal you until you are fully recovered.” You say confidently and certainty. “I-“ He open his mouth to speak but, “No more quibbling!” You said domineering. “Alright, I guess I have no to resist.” He smiled.

“I’m— I’m just curious, are you somehow a— a sinser or a thief?” You stuttered. You are sickly wanted to know why are then chasing after him, but he chuckle out loud. “Haha, I’ll tell you if I am or not the next time we meet again.” He teased. “Now, you should go.” He shushed you out the house.

“Hey hey! I haven’t get to know your name tho.” You finally asked what you’ve been wanting ask since the moment you saw him.

“Jaehyun.” He answered. “What I about you? I shouldn't not to know my physician's name right?” He teased again.

“(Y/N). I’m (Y/N).”

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You have been coming continuously for days to fulfil your duty — healing his wound — and you both talked a lot these days. But mostly the topic is surrounding about you, he don’t really talk about him selves a lot.

Today as usual you came here early in the morning. You made him some cakes, you know he doesn’t like sweet in the last few days you've been together. So, you reduced the amount of sugar, hoping he will like it.

You knock on the door before you entered the house. When you open the door, the door makes a creak sound. It’s a total dark inside, he’s not here. Did he went out?

You lighten up the candle then sit at the corner of the bed waiting for him. You saw a piece of paper on the table when you are looking around. You get up from the bed then went to the table.

I have some urgent stuff to deal with, will be right back very soon. Wait for me

- Jaehyun

Was what he wrote on the piece of paper.

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“I said I won’t marry Elisiah!” Jaehyun shouted loudly in the hall.

“You are not able to decide your marriage ever since you were born as a royalty!” The king shouted from his throne.

“I am not your puppet! I have rights to decide my own life!” Jaehyun refute.

“If you resist to marry Princess Elisiah of Arvenus, then leave this royal family, live as a civilian, get rid off the name Prince Yoonoh!” The king said angrily, hand clenched into a fist.

“I don’t need this name!” Jaehyun said aggressively then heading out the hall.

“Once you stopped out this door, I won't show a single mercy to her.” The king smirked. “You know who am I talking about, Jay.” Jaehyun can hear the king’s tone with a hint of he has already won, even it’s not even stared yet.

“What did you do to her!” Jaehyun run towards the king. “I did nothing. But if you didn’t want to see her head hanging high up at the middle of the capital, listen to me. Be my good boy.” The king chuckle sarcastically. “You old treacherous man!” Jaehyun hold his urge to hit him on his face hardly.

“Engagement will be on the day after tomorrow. Clear up your mind and get ready to marry the Princess of Arvenus.” The king said then returned to his chamber, leaving Jaehyun alone in the hall.

He is worried about you but he couldn’t go look for you. If the king knows the both of you will be in danger.

The king — the father of Jaehyun — is an extremely cruel man. Years ago, in order to sit on this throne, he did not hesitate to kill his own brother. Arvenus is a country which is very powerful but not as powerfully as Jeong Empire is but still if they combined. It will be a big disaster to the world. Not only that, they have various types in weapons, so it’s even a bigger advantage to King Jeong.

And this time, in order to gain more power he wants Jaehyun to marry the Princess of Arvenus. So the King of Arvenus will join and help him in war, and he will get the world as he had planned. Jaehyun have no choice now, he could just follow as the king’s plan if he wants to keep you safe.

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Half day passed since you are waiting for Jaehyun at the house, but he did not show up as what he said on the paper that he will be back soon. “Why isn’t him coming back…” You mumble to yourself. ‘Maybe there may be something happened that causes him to be late here.’ You thought. ‘Just wait for him a while, he will be here soon.” You smile and tell yourself.

So, you waited, another 1 hour passed, 2 hour, 3 hour… until you dozed off. You woke up and it’s already night time, but he’s still not here yet. ‘Did something bad happened?’ You started to get worried. No, you have to look for him. But where can you find him?

Now think of it, you don’t know where his house were at, except for this shabby house. How if he came but you went out to look for him? You should continue wait for him here until he came. Yes, just wait.

2 days have passed, he still did not show up. It’s very unusual the would be taking so 2 days to come back. You couldn’t just sit and wait for him to come back. He never answered you if he was a sinser, something must happened! What if he get caught! You pack your belongings you brought here with you then rush to the capital to see if something happened.

“Hey! (Y/N)!” your best friend agn your neighbour since you were born suddenly pop up from no where while you were running in the market to the notice board.

The notice board is at the end of this market. The notice board will be pinning any newest updated news and criminals wanted. “Hey, Anne.” You answered perfunctory and still keep running to the notice board.

Not here, not here also, not even here also. There’s no picture of him or his name wrote on it. Phew! Immediately you are relieved. But something caught your attention.

“Engagement of Prince Yoonoh with Princess Elisiah of Arvenus.” The prince is getting engage and the palace will be open for everyone to join the engagement today. Oh, there’s a sketch of Prince Yoonoh and the Princess the Prince is marrying.

THROB! THROB!

A tear escaped from your eyes. No! It’s not him. Just someone who looks like him. No! It won’t be! He is a sinser. He is not a prince. No… It’s not… Let— Let’s go home and and wait for him… Go home… Go home…

“(Y/N)!” Anne is panting, probably running all the way here to see why am I in such a rush. “What happened? Why did you cry?” She asked. She wipes the tears on your cheek. “What happened?” She asked again. “No— Nothing.” She said then wipe your tears with the back of your hand.

“Then it’s fine. Oh! Did you saw this? The prince is getting engaged! We can visit the palace! Let’s go together! Let’s go!” She said happily and jumping running around.

“I— I.” You stuttering. You don’t really want to go, what if he was really the prince, then he’s going to marry the Princess. Was it always been your wishful thinking?

“The days you disappeared, I heard a lot of story about the Prince. They said that the Prince and the Princess are engaged since childhood, but the Princess is yet an adult so that’s the reason why they get engaged only until now. Ha, I hope to see how the Prince look like! He must be handsome!” Anne holding her face with both hands and smiling.

“Let’s go, let’s go! It’s starting soon!” Anne excitedly said,never wait for your answer and she’s already dragging you to the palace at the capital city. It’s not very far from here but took at least 10 minutes.

“(Y/N), it’s should be happy that our prince is getting marry soon~ You shouldn’t be looking so upset when you enter the palace.” Anne said, kinda like half singing half talking. You forced yourself to smile abit.

On the way to the palace Anne is super excited, she always wanted to visit the big palace and now she got her chance to visit but you aren’t very happy with the reason why you would be able to visit.

“This way please.” The servant at the entrance of the palace is guiding the visitors to the main hall. “You can have some food here, the ceremony is starting soon.” The servant smiled then bow before she leave. “Wow! It’s huge!” Anne is amazed by how big the palace is. “There is some portraits of the royalty!” Anne said, slapping on your arm then pulls you along with him to see those portraits.

“This must be the crown prince, it looks exactly same as the one on the notice board.” Anne said. He does looks like, but you don't want to believe it! “The King and crown prince is here!” The butler announced and the door is opened.

“Your Majesty!” Everyone kneels down.

“You may all get up.” The king said. This is the moment you are most afraid of, you will be able to know the answer if you look up. You are afraid, you doesn’t want to face the reality. You struggled with your inner heart and finally, you get up.

It was Jaehyun.

He was the prince Yoonoh. Your soul seems to have left you for a moment.

“I am thankful for all of you coming to attend my beloved son’s engagement ceremony.“ The king sat on his throne and Jaehyun sitting on the right side. “I have been waiting for this moment, so am Yoonoh. He have been waiting for the Princess of Arvenus to come of age. The day after the princess’s birthday is over, he is so eager to ask me let him marry her.” The king laughing happily.

So until the end, you were fooled by him? He already has someone he likes and even always wanted to marry her, so why is he being so good to you? Why did he comfort you when you are crying for just a thunderstorm?

You are madly in love with him that you don’t even realized until now. Yes, you are absolutely madly in love with him that why didn’t want to let him go!

After the king given speech, everyone continues eating the food served. “I hope you like it.” The king is walking around and asking whether they like the food or not and you heard him asking the one beside of you. Of course, Jaehyun is with him.

Finally, Jaehyun notice you were here when you are staring at the king. When you saw Jaehyun look at you, you quickly turned away. You ran out the hall and Jaehyun chases after you. You already saw him, you know his existence here!

“(Y/N)!” He calling your name when you ran towards the back garden that’s no one here so he called you. “(Y/N)!” He caught you, he is holding your wrist. “(Y/N) it’s not like that, listen to me!” Jaehyun eager to explain. You tried to get rid of his hand but he is too strong.

“Jaeh- Your Majesty, please let go off me.” You are twisting your hand to get rid of him. “(Y/N)! Listen to me first.” He tugged you into his embrace. “Listen to me…” He hug you tight and said. “I don’t want to listen to you anymore! You liar!” You push his chest to get off him.

“It’s not like that, (Y/N)!” Jaehyun surround his arm even tighter around you. “I don’t listen!” You cried and struggling. “(Y/N) I am-“ he was halfway through speaking and suddenly someone walked in this direction. Jaehyun quickly let go of you because it was the king’s knights. They must be coming here to look for him.

“Your Majesty, the king is asking you to go back the hall. And he warned you, he won’t give a single mercy.” Jaehyun once again got warning from the king. “Alright.” Jaehyun have no choice but follow the knights back to the hall. At least you had hide behind some brush so they did not saw you, or else things will get more serious.

The day ended with you did not get an explanation from Jaehyun and didn’t get a chance to explain. Who knows it then became forever.

An unexplained accident. A Jaehyun in your mind a person who played with your feelings. You were not lovers and no one could explain this relationship. It became a mystery between you both.

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2002

The boy is passing by the park by chance when he’s on his way home from the convenient store and he saw a little girl sitting in the sand pool, dressed up in a green sundress.

“Give me back my doll.” You are crying and sitting in the sand pool in the park as a few boys that is one year older than you are bullying you by snatching away your doll from you.

You are 4 this year and your parents decided to send you to kindergarten. In fact, it’s a little bit too early to send a 4 years old to kindergarten, most parents send their children to kindergarten when they are 5 years old.

“Bleh Bleh Bleh.” The boy sticked his tongue out then running around with him holding your doll high in his hand. “Give it back to me.” You are chasing after him, trying to get back your doll, but he is a lot much faster. You blubbering and rubbing your eyes.

“(Y/N) is a crybaby, crybaby.” The boys laughing out loud at you and still running around the park.

The boys are 1 year older than you and they are your kindergarten mates but they always bully and laugh at you because you are a year younger than them. You accident tripped yourself and fall on the rough ground. Your knees bleed from the fall. They never stop and even laughing at you more and then they continue running around the park with your doll in their hand.

Right at this time, a boy seem to be same age as them come out from no where. “Are you okay?” The boy asked and then check on your knee. “They… they took my doll.” You cried, your tears and snot flow all over your face.

He his handkerchief out from his pocket and wipe your tears and snot off your face.

“Don’t worry. I’ll get it back for you and promise me not to cry anymore?” The boy said and patted your head. You immediately stopped crying. You see him talking with the boys who bullied you just now and just a while, he’s coming back with your doll in his hand.

“Here.” He hand you your doll.

“My doll.” You say excitedly and hugging your doll happily. “You have to treat the wound first or your wound will get infected and you’ll not be pretty anymore.” The boy intimidates you. You immediately felt a sense of déjà vu from his words, as if you had heard them somewhere else before. “I don’t want to be ugly.” You are frightened by his words and started crying again. He didn't know you would be frightened by his words. He was caught off guard. “So you have to treat it fast.” The boy quickly made up.

“Can you walk?” He adds. You shake your head, you actually can but you hope be carried by someone. He turns his back on you. “I’ll carry you then.” You nod and climb onto his back and he carry you back his home.

He set you down on the couch then he run towards upstairs. He came down with a box of first aid kid in his hands. He sit down next to you and place your leg on his lap. He disinfects your wound with acriflavine first. “May be a little pain.” He said. Then he clean your wound before placing a sterile bandage on it.

“Done.”

“Can I know your name? My name is (Y/N)!” You are beaming widely that he can see your white teeth.

“I’m Jaehyun.”

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plotcall + event tracker!

here i am with a second ooc post as promised, a little belatedly! this is a plotcall post. i'm going to just post a little summary of what my muses are up to these days, as usual, including feelings on the songwriting bootcamp for my trainees! pls like this post if you want to plot, tho just keep in mind that i might be kinda slow aslddfsdf i'll do my best tho! things should ease up once i'm on winter break. i'll also use this to track event requirements, as i usually do! i'll put everything under the cut.

JOOMI

HOLIDAY MARKET joomi is not a christmas guy. he is not a christmas Hater, but he is a spending christmas extra depresseder. as someone without a functional family whatsoever, family-oriented holidays are a little rough. that being said, he's been so busy and cares about christmas so little that he totally forgot christmas was coming up. all of the christmas decorations and festivities are probably the only thing that made him realize. all of that being said, he feels more loved this year than ever before thanks to all of his friends, and feeling Supported by studio delta also helps, so he is Cautiously Optimistic that this might be a good christmas for him for once. i think he'd be happy to spend part of his sundays hanging out and enjoying the holiday festivities. i just don't know if he'll orchestrate the outing, so somebody else may need to mention it to him first!

market thread 1: @beyejun (3/4) market thread 2: @bexsua (2/4) bonus thread: @jueunbe (3/4) ✓ bonus thread: @behyunki (3/4) ✓ bonus thread: @bexstevie (3/4) ✓ performance thread: open

SONGWRITING CAMP joomi is super super excited about the songwriting camp! songwriting is His Thing, he writes lyrics and composes and produces, the whole shebang, so he will be really willing to help anybody struggling with anything during the camp. this is actually boosting his confidence a lot in general, like, he's not the best Idol Trainee, but he's really confident in his songwriting skills, and it's encouraging to him to see that delta Really Values songwriting, enough to make a whole camp for it. he also knows lots of instruments (piano, guitar, bass, drums, in order of proficiency) so he can help with that too if needed. despite being a Vocalist he's actually interested in rapping these days, so u can expect him to be at a few of the rap workshops because he just wants to learn! he's not the best rapper, he just learned to be able to do rock covers of kpop songs with rap in them with his band, but he actually thinks it's really fun.

thread 1: @behyejin (3/4) ✓ thread 2: @eunaebe (4/4) ✓ thread 3: @kouxbe (4/4) ✓ bonus thread: @beyuji (4/4) ✓ creative direction thread: @bedohyun @renxbe (6/6) ✓

GENERAL UPDATES for general updates with joomi, he's actually pretty happy these days. he's enjoying training way more than he thought he would, isn't as bad at dancing anymore, and is surrounded by friends and people that want him to succeed for the first real time in his life. he felt alone for so long, but now he gets to write music and train with his friends every day and wake up next to the guy he's in love with most mornings, so life is actually kinda good. he's making me say knock on wood.

NAYOUNG

HOLIDAY MARKET nayoung actually loves christmas, but in a lowkey way, because god forbid nayoung ever outwardly express love for something. it's a bittersweet time of year for her, though, because her parents who are now divorced met on a ski slope, and she was a figure skater for nearly a decade when she was younger, so the winter season brings back those memories. they used to celebrate christmas a lot together as a family, but her relationship with her mom is now strained and her dad still lives in the us and she has mixed feelings about him now. we could maybe do something with this, i feel like the christmas season might make her a bit more Vulnerable too just because. nostalgia and melancholy. so maybe someone can get her to open up a little?? i think she'll mostly just be quieter than usual, but she would like to go to the market and experience the holiday festivities. she might even just go by herself, so she can like...Experience all of her feelings and deal with them alone, like she likes to do. so running into people while she's there might work best! but friends could probably convince her to come with them too. maybe.

market thread 1: @behaneul (1/4) market thread 2: @beseira (0/4) bonus thread: @bexalex (2/4) performance thread: open

SONGWRITING CAMP nayoung is not creative at all. she is very good at following what other people tell her to do "to perfection" (according to her) but when it's on her to come up with stuff she cannot ever think of anything unique, so the songwriting camp will be a struggle for her. she thinks putting so much effort into songwriting is kinda stupid when delta is probably the only company that will let their artists do anything super creative in their careers, but she will try to be a good sport about it and do her best, which will be very bad. she also hates being bad at things so she will get frustrated. people trying to help her would be appreciated (by me, probably not by her). genuinely she's so bad at this i almost don't even want to participate in the event because she doesn't deserve composition points. but that would be no fun.

thread 1: @bexrisa (2/4) thread 2: @behaein (4/4) ✓ thread 3: open creative direction thread: open

GENERAL UPDATES as for how life is going, not much is going on with her, which is part of why i need more plots and threads for her! she doesn't have that many friends, especially that aren't trainees, and she is not particularly social, so she spends pretty much all of her time training, and then working her convenience store job on sundays. she's not bored, she actually likes the routine, but it is a bit mindnumbing sometimes. maybe the songwriting camp will actually be refreshing?

AHYOUNG

HOLIDAY MARKET ahyoung isn't as big on christmas as she is on halloween. like, at all. she actually kinda thinks it's stupid and annoying but not enough to be a scrooge about it really. mostly. she does complain and talk shit a lot. she might hang out around the holiday market just because she's curious about everything. she DOES like shopping and she DOES like discounts so if she goes it'll be for those reasons and not for the sake of holiday cheer at all. i think she'll still like the light displays regardless, though. she'll kind of see it as an art thing more than a christmas thing, as long as there aren't like, massive santas around or something. she'll think that's corny and probably say so to anyone she's with. she's GREAT at lying though, so she will pretend to be a couple with literally anyone to get a discount, even if you're a stranger. nobody is really a stranger to ahyoung. she treats everyone like friends. she's also down to do an impromptu busking session or sing for open mic night even though she is Not a great singer, or if she can get a band together soon enough, maybe busk with them or something. who knows. market thread 1: @minjube (1/4) market thread 2: @bexmatt (0/4) performance thread: open

GENERAL UPDATES ahyoung isn't up to anything particularly special! she's going to school for sound engineering (i don't think i determined what uni.....i can't remember if i plotted w someone over this...) and then she's doing concert photography and general freelance photography on the side. she can also do some video and photo editing, though she's not a professional at either of those. she's also putting together a band! it's slow going because she is super picky and also lazy and doesn't want to do the organization aspects but maybe it'll come together soon...she's generally super talkative and friendly tho, she's great at striking up conversation so it shouldn't be too hard to plot stuff for her! once i actually put the work in alsdjlsdaglkdgs

#–– ooc #–– tracker #this took so long due in part to me wanting gif icons but not wanting to make any #but i did it [thumbs up emoji]

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12,19 or 23 for mac :-3?

12: What's a headcanon you have for this character?

unibrow mac my beloved <33 if we're talking something more serious though i think itd be that hes got. COMICALLY gay music taste. fag club music is definitely his jam but hes got to get into gaga n shit for my own mental health. this is supported by the fact that in its a very sunny christmas (sorry to bring this ep up again) he literally has TWO rainbow jimi hendrix stickers on his closet door 😭 bud.... howd it take you this long youre literally making your own allegories 😭. sorry im gonna take this one to also say i think he should be More tatted up. rob you can rid yourself of your tats all you want but i know mac gets a tattoo for every boyfriend hes able to keep for longer than a week in my heart. their name right on his skin. this is Always what makes them break up with him.

19: A relationship they have in canon that you don't like?

i feel like "like" is a pretty broad thing for me. i can fucking despise something but it can still be interesting and i still like it. UNFORTUNATELY this is the case about mac and his parents. dear God actually a wretched family dynamic that attacks literally all of my insecurities with some of my own family. something about always making noise, always making a show but never being seen or heard really gets to me. the way even now mac makes it blatantly obvious what hes needing/wanting for emotional fulfillment, but his friends treat him just like his parents did because thats easier than sitting down and dealing with his issues. hes always been ignored so whats a little more?

theres a lot i could go into with this one. how being ronnie the rat was the only time mac would get seen, so of course he was incentivized to keep being a total snitch. how it seems that even joyce ended up adopting those methods against mac, being plenty apathetic towards things that were important to him (not even saying that her blowing him off is undeserved. its very much deserved even if its still a total dick move and heartbreaking that joyce would actively see the environment mac grew up in, and then decide to keep that cycle going for him). the way macs immediate family has interacted with him has affected. so much of his life that its insane. sorry that i wrote a lot about this one its just been on the mind.

oh i suppose i could also say him and carmen. i love you carmen i wish mac was normal you two would be unstoppable as a tgirl and her pet doberman fag duo. im glad youre happy just raising a kid with ur husband tho pls never come back and enjoy your life away from these freaks

23: Favorite picture of this character?

here are the jokey contenders oh my fucking god im sorry. theyre the like basic bitch mac images but theyre so fucking funny to me i think about them 24/7. literally whenever i bring up if im soying over something i want you to picture the second image thats what im doing

for a more serious answer, genuinely i adore nearly every scene fat mac is in. though i suppose the penultimate image of fat mac WOULD be the how mac got fat one

sorry hes like an angel to me here. in the grimy fuckin confessional n all.

i think this one is like. very easily first more than that other one but my shame makes it tied for first instead

sorry. ill stop. dont give me power by letting me post mac images i will empty my whole camera roll going "and isnt he so cute here? and here? and look at his smile here. and look how cute he and joyce are here" until literally every frame of fat mac or mac and joyce in frame together is posted.

fav img of mac and joyce together is them writing in mac and charlie write a movie. purely because i associate it with you and rambling about joyce and joymac for hours. without that association is the fucking cowboy photoshoot from mac and charlie die. sorry. basic answer there too

#sorry that pool table photo.#i know its supposed to be funny because ouufgugfh hes posing all sexy like a girl because hes fat and ugly isnt it so funny #but im sorry hes just so much hotter while fat than any other body type 😭#sorry. thats my public fat mac thirsting limit reached for the next 30 days #iasip #ty for letting me ramble so much <33 ly katie #iasip spoilies #keys dont look

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to claim that he loves her very much, marius decided to be the one stocking up rosa’s menstrual pads once they started living together. as in, he bought it himself in the supermarket, along with chocolates and ice cream and hot patch, you name it. “i love you, and i’ll do anything for you!” he claimed.

so when the villains behind nxx illegal distribution finally killed marius, grief didn’t hit rosa that immediate. sure, she cried a bit, but her first response is mainly to turn off her feelings, use her logic to manage everything from damage control to funeral arrangement blah blah blah. vincent was somehow fell too deep in grief to do it, and being around marius had taught her to activate poker face professionally. ex-future mrs von hagen has to bring honor to the family, right?

being home all alone also didn’t bother her much. after all, marius had business trips in which he would be too dead tired to call her at night. she can manage.

(if rosa took more overtime in the office, it’s because she’s preparing for the court. bringing justice to marius’ death is super important. no, she did not avoid going back to her empty house, what do you mean.)

and yet.

three months after marius’ death, her period comes super late and rosa was pretty sure she’s almost running out of night pads last month, especially because she hadn’t been taking care of her own needs for a long time… until she checked the storage and saw that marius filled them right before he left. despite being so busy recapping plans and final checking, he still made time to buy the pads by himself.

rosa holds the unopened night pad pack tenderly and bawls.

but what can she do?

it’s been three months of poker face and professionalism and overwork.

three months of burying her true self six feet under ground, along with the love of her life.

almost all marius’ t-shirt now smells more like her and less like him. by now, catching any hints of his presence in this house feels like grabbing sand; the more she tries to keep it, the more she loses.

anon……….

i’d like you to know that i opened this dm before 8am, and i’ve only been up for like 20minutes but now i feel like crawling back in bed to cry my heart out bcus it fucking HURTS OH MY GOD

and the way i’m still crying while typing this. your writing is SO GOOD PLS WRITE MORE. i need more of this, more angst, hurt me more

your line about where she’s buried her true self six feet underground with the love of her life HURTS SO GOOD

i can’t imagine the hurt and pain when that realisation finally sinks in. it’s overwhelming and suffocating and she can’t breathe. he’s gone. he’s really gone.

‘catching any hints of his presence in this house feels like grabbing sand…’

this line has me in a chokehold and i’m just there, choking on my tears and clenching my heart. the grief and the emptiness. like there’s a reason why she pretended to be okay for so long bcus acknowledging the fact that he’s gone is driving her slowly towards insanity.

how can she ever live without him when he was her entire world?

i love your writing anon, pls keep writing if you’re not already. tysm for the food 💜😭

#anon #marius von hagen #angst food

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ILY FP 236

I'm working backwards because it's late and I think I need more energy to get 235 out so I'm going to jump on this one, first lol I hope you guys don't mind! I'd like to get 235 out tomorrow before the ep goes out for those who like to come and check after the free post drops lol also I just REALLY want to catch up on these because I like having all my thoughts in one place and I didn't manage to hit up reddit for 236 last week - I was sick and I could not pull myself together for it ;~; So I'm flying by the seat of my pants! Also I just really want to get this one up before tomorrow, too, because I want to put down my thoughts/predictions/wants and see what actually comes out of it LMAO

KOUSUKE KNOWS KOUSUKE KNOWS KOUSUKE KNOWS KOUSUKE KNOWS!

Kousuke's arc continues to blow me away because I was SO certain we wouldn't get a lot of this until much, much later, in season 2 or something, so having this established before we move into our timeskip feels INSANE but it also makes me feel insane wondering where it's going to leave him, what it's going to do to him to learn this, reeling from this truth.

It's hard enough to digest that you've been roofied, much less IN A HOSPITAL by your own mother. That it was a dosage of benzos and oxy HIGH ENOUGH that it would knock a man out (AND DID as evidenced by the poor man who received Kousuke's leftover breakfast) and that it demonstrates how high his tolerance must be that he merely felt hung over.

That he was already wary of the medication Yui tried to give him at the restaurant was insane. That he was already wary of her even though he couldn't understand quite why. That he knew, definitively, something is so wrong with him he didn't care that Hansuke stole his blood vials and tested against Yui's wishes showed just how uncomfortable he is. But his response to the lack of answer!!!! To test him again! Blood AND urine! GOD I was screaming over THAT alone!

Also I have to say it but Kousuke in his Santa hat is so cute. I know I'm patronizing him, I know it's infantilization because he looks so uncertain and so very unlike himself with his discomfort and worry and unease that it makes him look so small and childlike but what can ya do? I like it when we get to see the haughty, confident characters knocked down a few pegs. Or a whole ladder lmao

Also also REALLY living for the Hansuke, Kousuke, Yujing dynamic. It is FUN! It is GOOD, it's what Kousuke needs lmao though I worry that Yui will do everything she can to box out Hansuke, depending on how Kousuke uses what he knows. But for now I'm going to enjoy it. There was something SO FUNNY about Yujing calling Hansuke "babe" and Kou's head popping out from between their seats going "BABE?!" ALKJFKAJFKJAFJKAFKJ SIR PLS CALM YOURSELF!!!!!

But MAN he's getting to THE realization. He's connecting the dots that Hansuke, bless his heart, is unwilling to connect, despite the very good points Yujing is bringing up. Being someone's mom does not mean you are going to make good choices for your child. We've seen fandom run with this thought before, too - that Yui can't possibly be manipulating Kousuke, that she just has alternative parenting. Hansuke, too, falls for the image, for the idea that a mother only wants what's best, that she has his best interests in mind. But like Yujing pointed out - it's so very clear that Kousuke is NOT okay, so why did they clear him? Why did she order him not to run the tests? Any doctor can see Kousuke shouldn't have been released, but a doctor in the hospital run by their FAMILY....?

Kousuke may not be voicing it yet but he knows. GOD, he knows. And the most interesting part is that when he's falling back into that spiral, when he's going back into that unresponsive state, not paying attention to what's going on, he sees Nol's bloodied phone - Nol's phone covered in the bloodshed caused by KOUSUKE'S doing - he uses THAT to anchor himself to the present. He picks up the phone and remembers holding Nol. I've been wondering how much he remembers about that, because he was SO RESOLUTE that Nol didn't harm him, that HE was the one who was hurt, that something was wrong. For that memory to resurface and be what grounds him when the realization that his own mother has drugged him with a lethal combination of drugs that should have done far more than made him feel like he has a hangover.... GOD.

Where does he go with this? He has to start suspecting, right? Because for him to have that tolerance, the obvious conclusion to jump to is that this is not the first time. The times that sweets did the trick and made him feel better - and the time he made them himself and they didn't. The times tea comforted him after particularly stressful experiences - and the brother who has such a strong aversion to it. Will he recall any of the conversation between Rand and Yui when he was passed out? I think, perhaps over the course of some time, we're going to watch that paranoia and fear grow. All this time he feared Nol, he worried about Nol - but Yui was the one to fear, right under his nose, orchestrating everything so that he would be left dependent on her.

UGH.

He knows he can't trust her, but who can he trust? The chef who prepares food for him that always does the trick? The thing about Yui is that Kousuke knows she has people everywhere, and that's the very horrifying thing about his situation. How many pockets is she lining? How many people does she have at her beck and call, to administer whatever she needs of them? Who do you trust when the one person you've relied on - because his own father is so absent and unavailable, also boxed out by his mother - is the very person who you can't trust, who has taken advantage of you?

And where will Meg and Rand's gift come into this? Before, Kousuke jumped on Meg as the only likely option he could think of - Meg who stalked and harrassed him, Meg who brought him the only food/drink outside of the parties. Meg who he acknowledged wasn't like that. It's not the first time Meg would have brought him something that he didn't want to be true - first telling him that Shinae had been drugged. Would he ignore this, too, a gift she says she found in the trash? A gift clearly from his father, disposed of by who else but his mother? Surely those are dots he could connect. And again, what do you DO with that? With the knowledge that she's drugging you, that she replaced the gifts with something so tacky and lacking of familiarity with who he is, especially compared to the actual gift that was thrown out. Will it make him wonder what else Yui has disposed of, traded in, how many other times he'll recall his father admitting that he didn't know this event was on this date that she didn't tell him?

There are SO MANY fissure cracks forming under Kousuke's feet and at the end of the day HOW is he supposed to deal with it, when you can't trust your mom, the people she hires, maybe your family? When you realize that she's been drugging you, that she's been driving that wedge between yourself and your father, that she's ensured you are dependent and reliant upon her, that she has access to all aspects of his life there is nowhere he can evade her he has nowhere to escape to.

GOD IT'S ALL JUST SO INSAAAAAAAAAAANE!!!!!

I still can't get over him using Nol's phone - the concept of NOL - to anchor himself, to ground him as he's reeling from a horrifying realization too big to digest, too overwhelming to handle. It's Nol who he tethers himself to, Nol he uses as a distraction, to pull himself out of these thoughts.

THE TRAGEDY OF THESE BROTHERS WILL NEVER CEASE TO GET TO MEEEEEEEEEEE I'M HOWLING

And then on the flip side we know aaaahhhhhh the long-awaited Dieter and Nol talk is COMING. I just knew it, when Dieter said he'd just go back home and they'll go visit Nol together tomorrow that he was lying and he absolutely was going to see Nol on his own, duh, we all saw that coming but I AM STILL LOOKING FORWARD TO IT! But I'd like to actually acknowledge WHY I am and what I look forward to, since it's not solely about the romance at play.

What Dieter saw when Shinae and Nol thought he was asleep wasn't just that his fears, the things he suspected, had been right all along. It wasn't just that he saw the girl he likes and his best friend flirting. It was all the things he realized he didn't know.

Dieter already made a comment about it - that they didn't realize how bad things were between the brothers and "some friends we are". Because on some level, Dieter has acknowledged it's true - there were so many things about Yeonggi worth questioning that they just didn't, whether it was because Nol isn't forthcoming about the answers, or because he was afraid of pushing him away. We even saw Shinae play with this concept, when she wanted to press him about his family but stopped herself because she was worried he'd run away again. That moment when Nol and Shinae's dance ends, when they have that little spat, was not Yeonggi. It was someone Dieter had never really met, because out of their group, Dieter is the one who knows the least about Nol. About his life, about his relationships. He only knows Yeonggi.

Think about this. Dieter sees Nol on tv, pleading guilty to something he didn't even KNOW about, with a name he didn't know, finding out he's the illegitimate son of Rand. That Yui isn't his mom! Nol blocks all of them, won't take their calls, won't receive them at their home. He finds Shinae in the rain crying, watches as she falls apart in his bed. Nol tells them not to contact him again and basically that he's peacing out.

And then suddenly there he is at Minhyuk's party. He didn't even arrive through the front door!

And there he is, bleeding out on the snow!

Dieter knows NOTHING. Not why Nol left. Not why he came back. Not why he hides himself from them. Not why he pushes away Shinae like he does the rest of them. Not why he cares so much about them but won't let himself have them.

Of course Dieter is hurt. His friend is a lie. His BEST friend, the first friend he made in Korea, the friend who has done everything to be a good friend to him. The friend who tried to play Cupid for him and the girl he likes. He's a LIE what about him is real? He doesn't know him! And not only that but he doesn't TELL him anything.

Dieter has no way to know that Nol has only just realized his feelings for Shiane. In fact, Dieter has been watching those feelings develop between Nol and Shinae for a while, taking note of that chemistry, the ways they veer towards each other, the different relationship that they have. And what hurts is probably not that they like the same girl (or rather, not only that, because I'm sure that hurts) but that Nol couldn't TELL him that. That he couldn't say Hey man I think we gotta talk about this I gotta get something off my chest.

Dieter probably feels like Nol can't trust him. Or maybe he feels like Nol thought so little of his feelings. Maybe he thinks he could have just hid it forever and then left and it wouldn't matter, like Dieter wouldn't have been left picking up the pieces of Shinae, yearning for a girl yearning for someone else.

It's that Nol didn't tell him anything. Nothing about his family, or who he is, or what was happening in his life. Did Dieter know that Nol was going to trial? I'm sure he had NO idea. Does Dieter even know what happened that night? That they were at the formal together? That Shinae got hurt? I don't think he does! There's SO MUCH he doesn't know.

But also.... he doesn't ask. I think he's afraid of scaring Nol off, of pushing him away, but he also knows that that makes him a bad friend, too. Nol put everyone's needs first all the time, deflects when it comes to himself and they let him. They took him at his word, even when they know better.

I want Dieter to call Nol out.

"Aren't we friends? Why can't you tell me things? Why do you keep pushing us away? Do we mean that little to you?"

And I want him to acknowledge that he, too, should have reached out more.

"I'm sorry I didn't pry more. I'm sorry I was so complacent. I'm sorry for being afraid of scaring you off by caring too much."

It's about SO MUCH MORE than just that they like the same girl. That may be an elephant in the room, but it's more about the way they've been friends. Obviously Dieter cares about Nol, but Dieter is also resigned to people walking away, to people leaving. He's so used to moving around and losing touch that perhaps he felt this was all only natural. I want him to fight for his friendship just like Shinae! I want him to call out Nol on boxing them out! We're friends so let us be there for you! We're friends so lean on us! We're friends so please share yourself with us!

Can you be okay if he left, Dieter, and just became yet another former friend?

Fight for him, damnit! ;A;

But also yes I do want him to call out Nol on how he's treating Shinae. That yeah, he's treating them all pretty awfully considering how much they love each other, but he knows what he saw and "if you're pushing her away for my sake, don't. I'm not a little child, I can handle it." I want him to remind Nol that these are not his decisions alone to make, that yEAH it impacts Shinae. What good is it if they like each other but "sorry Dieter likes you so I'm going to push my feelings away we can't do this" because if she doesn't like Dieter - and she doesn't - what does it matter? And would Dieter want to be the one standing in their way? Please. I'm begging this kid to stand up for himself, he's not going to pull a gross, possessive man treating a girl like an object to be claimed move.

Something that I must remind people again is that Dieter knew what he was doing. He knew Shinae doesn't like him like that. He knew that she and Nol have something he doesn't. He was still hopeful, he still tried - and good for him, I'm glad he did! He gave it his best and it didn't work out but at least he can't regret not trying. He hoped that maybe, over time, what exists with Nol and Shinae could develop between them but it's clear to him now that's not how it works.

Shinae didn't betray Dieter.

Nol didn't betray Dieter.

Dieter knew and he hoped anyway because sometimes all you have is hope, but he's not someone to hold that against people.

#I Love Yoo #ILY Brainrot #ILY Spoilers #ILY FP #Kousuke Hirahara #Hansuke Hirahara #Yujing #Yui Hirarhara #Nolan Oliver T. Lochlainn #Dieter Becker-Wulff #I'M SO EXCITED FOR TOMORROW'S EPISODE AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH #this is one of the few times this week has actually went decently fast for me wowie!#tomorrow I tackle The Big One #wish me luck guys i'm gonna need it LMAO

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