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lovelybucky1 · 7 months

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Treat Me Wrong

Kinktober Day 16- Degradation Kink

warnings: AFAB!Reader, manipulation, gaslighting, cheating, sex work, roleplay, spanking, vaginal fingering, dirty talk, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, mentions of pregnancy, 18+ minors DNI

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“I think we should break up,” you say.

Tommy’s face twists in anger and confusion. “Where’d you get that idea?” he asks.

This is exactly why you want to break up. He’s so dismissive and he doesn’t respect you. He’s sitting relaxed in his chair like you didn’t just suggest ending your relationship. Why is it so difficult for him to care about you?

“I’m not happy!” you say.

Tommy scoffs in response. “You live like a princess. What else could you possibly need?”

“Love and attention,” you huff.

“Christ,” he shakes his head in disbelief. “Are you a child? Do you really need me to attend to you all day to be content?”

“Not all day, Tommy. Just sometimes. What's the point in even having a lover if you won't spend time with them?"

"You act like I have a lot of free time to waste. I'm a very busy man."

His way of having excuses for everything make you feel like you're going insane.

"You have enough time to spend with prostitutes," you say bitterly. This makes Tommy perk up. "I know you go to see them after work and lie to me when you get home late. Why do you bother stringing me along if you'd rather pay for your companionship?"

Tommy chuckles darkly. "That's what this is about, eh?"

"Why the fuck are you laughing, Tommy?"

He stands up from his chair and crosses the room to stand in front of you. He places one hand on your hip while the other holds his cigarette. The smoke swirls in front of your face, the pungent smell burning your nose.

"You're jealous of my whores?" he asks smugly.

"What do they have that I don't," you ask angrily.

"I have certain needs that they satisfy."

You scoff and push his hand off of you. "We're together, Tommy. You should come to me to satisfy your needs, not step out on me."

Tommy rolls his eyes and grabs ahold of your wrist. "What I need isn't appropriate for a high society woman like yourself."

You furrow your brows in confusion, but no matter what he's talking about, you want to be able to provide it for him. "You don't get to decide what's appropriate for me or not. Besides, you'd know that I'm very adventurous if you ever took the time to actually be intimate with me."

He blinks slowly at you and licks his lips, then smirks devilishly. "You want me to treat you like one of my whores?"

"Yes, Tommy."

"Right." Tommy stubs his cigarette out in the ashtray on the side table, the turns his attention back to you. Both of his hands are on your hips now, holding you firmly. "You promise not to get upset?"

"Why would I get upset?"

Tommy fights back a smirk. "Because I tend to be a bit... harsh."

"Harsh?" you ask.

"You said you want me to fuck you like a whore. A dirty, cheap, used up whore that's only good for taking cock. Is that right?" You hesitantly nod. "Then until I'm finished, that's exactly what you're going to be. I'm only going to stop if you tell me to, otherwise I'm going to have you just like I have them."

"Okay," you breathe.

Tommy steps away from you and sits back in his chair. "Take your dress off," he instructs.

You find it a bit odd that he's just watching instead of also getting undressed, but it does make you feel better that the prostitutes he visits don't get to see him naked.

You strip piece by piece until you're bare in front of him. He stands up again and looks over your body, occasionally prodding and groping you.

"Turn around," he says, voice low. You do as he says and you allow yourself to be moved over to the couch. Tommy pushes you so you're bent at the waist over the arm rest, bare ass on display.

Tommy continues to grope you; he slaps your cheeks, spreads and slaps them, and teases at your folds.

“Wet already? Didn’t think whores got off on their work,” he says.

Without much prep, he shoves two fingers into your cunt. Like a true whore, you take them easily. He opens you up by scissoring his fingers inside you. He's going quickly, not bothering to take his time and make it pleasurable for you. You suppose he pays for his own pleasure, not yours.

"Already loose too. How many others did you have today?" he asks. When you don't answer him, he delivers a slap to your ass.

"N-none," you whimper.

"Sounds like business is slow."

He pulls his fingers out of you and wipes your wetness on your thigh. He then moves to press his hips against yours, allowing you to feel the bulge in his slacks. He grinds up against you shamelessly, making you feel even more humiliated now that he's simulating fucking you while he's fully dressed.

"Tell me you want my cock," he orders.

"I want your cock," you parrot with a whine in your voice.

"You can be more convincing than that," he says with a slap to your ass. "Be a good whore and beg me to fuck you."

You take a deep breath. "Please fuck me. I need your cock so bad... Mr. Shelby," you add for good measure.

That seems to please him, because he moves away from you far enough to pull his cock through his fly. He rubs the head through your folds, teasing your entrance with it.

"I'm not going to catch anything from fucking you raw, am I?" he asks, though he knows the answer.

"No, sir," you reply.

You're glad he bent you over like this, because that means he can't see your embarrassed face and you don't have to look into his intimidating eyes.

"Mm, good."

He pushes inside you, not gently but he doesn't aim to hurt you. Once he's fully seated inside, he begins to thrust before you're ready for it. You gasp in surprise, but you're helpless to do anything but take it.

"Didn't think pussy so cheap would take me so well," he groans. His hands grip tightly on your hips and he slams you back to meet each of his thrusts. His cock bumps against your cervix uncomfortably, but it feels best for him when you take it all the way, and that's the only thing that matters.

With each thrust, you make a punched out little moan. Tommy, however, is silent above you, save for a bit of heavy breathing. It isn't until you arch your back and really start putting on a show that he speaks up.

"Like a fuckin' professional, eh? I should come to you more often. Y'know, my woman's a real bitch sometimes. Never lets me fuck her like this. Thinks she's too good to get bent over. Has so many opinions, too. But you're a good woman; quiet, tight," he leans down, draping himself over your back to speak into your ear. "Obedient."

You can't help but moan at his filthy words, despite how degrading they are. You shouldn't find your lover talking badly about you so arousing, but you cant help it.

"She gets so mad I cheat on her but I think she'd understand if she felt this cunt for herself. 'm gonna marry her and fuck her full of babies to keep her busy while I give the real good stuff to you."

"Fuck," you whimper and immediately regret it.

"You like when I talk to you like a whore? You like getting fucked hard like I don't love you?"

It's rare that Tommy says he loves you. So rare, in fact, that you often doubt if it's true.

"Yes, yes," you gasp. "I love you."

"Mm," he hums. "Save it for when I'm not paying you."

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bambisnc · 3 months

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fairy of shampoo [or, holding hands w riize]

pairing : ot7 x reader! genre : fluffiest fluff 2 ever fluff cw/tw : none! (some arent really hand holding im sorry guys ://) wc : 0.6k

seunghan : he's a simple guy but he's also a hopeless romantic; big sucker for interlinked fingers and all the symbolism that comes w it <3 his grip would be so, so gentle though.. unless on rare occasions you happen to trigger his slightly possessive streak where his fingers would unintentionally tighten around yours.. wouldn't hesitate to show off him holding your hands to the source of the jealousy~

wonbin : hand holding patterns would definitely differ but mostly he'd stick to the simplest kind : your hand over his (or visa versa if he's feeling particularly babygirl/wants to be comforted by you).. he's the kinda guy who'd gently stroke your knuckles with his thumb all the time but the second you do it to him he ends up so flustered.. (side note he probably swings your hands tgt when you're out on a walk or something ;-;)

sohee : i saw this one twt post where they said that he seemed to not be that used to physical touch and was slowly getting used to it with his members ... so i feel like he'd maybe be a bit hesitant, shy to initiate proper hand holding straightaway; but would still want to feel connected to you .. hence, interlocked pinkies <3 also whenever he can he'd raise your hands to his lips and place a lil kiss right on the tip of your finger,,

anton : hear me out - he gets kinda hyper excited when you're around him and because of both of you being busy with your respective works you don't really get a lot of time together.. but there's so much he wants to show you, to experience with you.. this is what leads him to grab ahold your wrist and almost feverishly drag you places + it gives him leverage to be able to casually bite your arm (it's his love language) once a while ._.

shotaro : prefers to keep his arm around your shoulder whenever he can rather than holding hands which is adorable but guys... he's a head bonker trust me..... likes to bump your heads together (like a littol bunny ;-;) when he has his arm around you. also it makes him feel overall really fuzzy and warm inside to think he's kinda "protecting you" and keeping your pretty head comfy as well,, adores the fact that this position more often than not ends with you having an arm around his waist >///<

sungchan : he's an all or nothing guy and if it's you he physically can't go nothing; therefore he must have one of your hands in his while your other rests on his arm. yes he knows that means your hands won't be free to carry/hold on to anything else but hey what else is he here for?? steals whatever your holding and holds out his hand to you like oh you want to hold something too? here, hold this for me please ^^. yeah i know it's my hand and what about it D: ?

eunseok : he's different he's not like other guys huge fan of wrapping a hand around your waist because he's generally not a huge fan of a lot of pda but this provides him a secure position right at the edge of casual affection, intimacy and can we go to the other room and makeout :/ please :/ this probably started out as just teasing you but he actually likes how he's kinda subtly making it known that you're each others' <3 oh and loves that he can tickle you whenever he wants :p

notes : haha. mai. mai hey if u see this im begging u to take away my motivation rn please the history textbook is calling out to me please </3 /lh... + the coloured text realllyy isnt visible on light screens huh. fml + [m.list]

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thinkwosolife23 · 6 months

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The Set-up, Leah Williamson

In Y/N's POV:

"You expect me to do what!"

Okay, let's rewind a bit.

I'm Y/N Steinfeld. Yes, it just so happens that my older sister is Hailee Steinfeld. And, it also just so happens that i'm a singer, just like her.

I never did the acting like Hailee has, my main focus has always been my music. I've always done really well with my music. So at the end of this year, I start my very first World Tour. After 5 number 1 singles and a number 1 album, it made sense for a World Tour to be my next step.

However, unbeknown to me, my agent had other plans.

And this is where it all begins.

Somehow, i've ended up on a plane, with my sister and agent, flying from America to England.

2 weeks ago:

The phone call:

Me and Hailee were currently sat in our shared studio; just messing around with different tracks, when my phone rang.

"Hello?" I said when I answered the phone.

"Hi Y/N, it'a Nick." My agent answers.

"Oh, is everything okay?"

"Yes. Well, sort of." He sounded hesitant, almost nervous.

Hailee glanced at me with a questioning look, to which I just shrugged my shoulders at. I was as confused as she was.

"Y/N, I need you to hear me fully out on this okay." He continued.

"I'm not gonna like this, am I?" I could feel myself getting more fustrated at his ominious answers.

"So, as you know, we need to get as much publicity around you as we can before your tour."

"Yeah? Can you just get to the point Nick!"

"Right. Yeah, sure. Me and another agent have been in contact over the past couple of weeks regarding your publicty and we've come up with a plan to heavily boost your publicity." Nick told me, still hesitant to finish.

"And what is this plan?" By this point, my patience running thin. Hailee always knew when I was getting fustrated at something, and gently took ahold of my hand, trying to calm me down.

"Long story short, we are basically planning to stage a relationship. However, it is required of you to be in England for this, so your going to have to fly out."

"You expect me to do what?"

"Y/N, your tour is in jepardy if your don't do this." His voice becoming firmer as he spoke.

"What! So your telling me, that if I don't do this stupid publicity stunt, that I won't be able to go on MY tour. Do you know how fucked up that is?" Anger and fustration now, completely getting the best of me.

"Your flight is booked for 2 weeks from today. You and Leah will be expected in a meeting the day after you land." He answered, not even acknowledging my arguement.

"Leah? Who's Leah?"

"Leah Williamson. She has just captained the England Women's Team to winning the European Championship. Obviously, winning the Euros has brought a lot of attention to her name. Hense, why she is the option we have goe with."

"Right, so, an arrogant, cocky footballer. How lovely."

To say that I was angry would be an understatement. My hands running through my hair in fustration as Hailee pulled my phone from my hold.

"Nick, it's Hailee. I think it's best if you finish this conversation another time. You've clearly upset her, so I would leave her alone for now."

I couldn't hear Nick's response to Hailee. But after a couple of minutes the phone call ended.

Hailee placed herself down, next to me, wrapping her arms around me. Tears now flooding down my face in fustration and realisation of having to leave my country, let alone home, for someone I don't even know.

"Sis, look at me. Whatever it is, we'll get through it." She told me, grabbing my chin to look at her.

"He's making me go to England for some stupid footballer."

"Wait, woah. Calm down, he's making you do what?"

"I've got to go to England. They want to stage a relationship between me and this Leah, to basically bring more attention to me for my tour. But he told me, that if I don't do it, my tour could be cancelled." I told her, through stuttered breaths.

"Right, okay. So, this Leah girl, she hot or no?"

"Hailee, you can't say that." I said, laughing slightly at her outburst.

"Why not? Only the best for my sister. And I made you smile."

Back to now.

Me and Hailee have just arrived, with Nick, for the meeting with Leah and her agent.

We were there before them, so we were already sat and waiting by the time they got there.

Oh Shit. That's Leah.

She fucking gorgeous.

Fuck Me.

Right Y/N, get yourself out of them thoughts. Your not actually supposed to fancy her.

"Hey, i'm Leah." She said, as she got to me, holding her hand out for me to shake.

"I'm Y/N." I took her hand in mine, giving it a squeeze before quickly smiling at her and gently letting her hand go.

Her hands. God, there so soft.

After all the introductions, and everyone meeting each other. All 5 of us sat back down at the table.

We had to listen to our agents bang on about how this plan was supposed to work and what me and Leah had to do to make it believable. They spoke for a good half an hour. I hope they don't expect me to remember all of that.

Leah was sat opposite me. She kept pulling faces and rolling her eyes when either one of the agents were talking. making sure only I saw her doing it, it made me smile back at her before putting my head down so I didn't laugh out loud.

"Right, I think that's everything. We'll leave you two to get to know each other." Nick said, which pulled me out of my thoughts.

Nick, Hailee and Leah's agent all left the table, heading towards another room, leaving me and Leah alone in ther room.

"So…" I said, kind of akwardly. Not really knowing what to say.

"I've followed you for ages, y'know." Leah told me, after another couple minutes of silence.

"You have?"

"Yeah, I love your music. My teammates do too, but they always complain that I play your songs a slight bit too much, before and after matches."

"Your making me feel bad now." I told her, feeling kind of guilty.

"Why? What did I do?"

"No, no. You didn't do anything. I just, when I got told about all of this and you, I didn't really know who you were. Football has never really been my thing."

"Well, at least you say football and not stupid soccer. And hold up, your telling me that you've never watched or been to a football match." Leah said shocked, jokingly clutching her chest.

"No."

"Well, that's definatly gonna have to change. You'll have to come and watch me play."

"You want me to come and watch one of your games."

"Yeah, course."

Her hand reached out for mine, across the table, mine going straight into hers as if it was normal. It felt comfortable, almost natural for us.

"You know, I don't want this whole thing to be all contract and serious. I want us to be comfortable with each other and for us to be able to have fun. The least I want is a friend by the time it's all over."

Maybe this won't be as bad as I thought it would be.

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rrei1 · 18 days

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❥# — 𝘐𝘯𝘧𝘰 angst to comfort?, crying, softie shigaraki,

☆ — 𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺 this is his last visit.

❣︎ — 𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘦 this is for all the shigaraki lovers (including me). this takes place in season 5 so slight spoilers but it’s not a big spoiler, so I hope you guys enjoy 🫦.

next story is bakugo!

“ 𝖮𝗇𝖾 𝖫𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝖵𝗂𝗌𝗍 “ 𝖳𝖮𝖬𝖴𝖱𝖠 𝖲𝖧𝖨𝖦𝖠𝖱𝖠𝖪𝖨 𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗍

❤︎︎# — SHIGARAKI this was going to be his last visit he did for a good awhile.

it made his heart clench. a feeling that was entirely new to him, he won't be able to see, or even touch you..the thought of not being able to do those things made him irk but he had to do it. since his quirk— decay has gotten a lot stronger and more adapted the doctor agreed to giving tomura what he wanted.

the league or anyone else hasn't said anything to you yet from his order— wanting to tell you himself. so here he was, by your bedroom door watching you sleep. you looked so..peaceful. you were hugging a pillow with the covers half off your body wearing the little bonnet he had gotten you. he sighed walking towards the side of your bed crouching down a bit, luckily since he had gloves on he got to touch you one last time. he placed his hand on your cheek, with a short smile something he's never genuinely done before. you shifted a bit feeling a cold hand on your skin, groggily, you epened your eyes. It was blurry but once you gain vision you were able to see, tomura was in front of you and he looked..a bit different?.

his usual blue hair was now white, his face looked more sharper and clean and his body? he was more muscular, he was wearing a black shirt that hugged his body really well. what was he up to?. almost immediately you placed your hand on top of his, yawning. "you didn't break my door this time did you?." you joked, tomura shook his head with a small smile, "no, I didn't." and his voice too? more deeper and raspy. but you nodded your head, "you sound different..let alone look different. you hit puberty?." you joked now sitting up as tomura rolled his eyes with a sarcastic laugh, "funny. but no I didn't, I assume it has something to do with my quirk adapting.." you spoke a small 'oh' as you took a. strand in your hand. it looked nice. “would you be mad if I said this hair color fits you more?.” he shook his head with a small grin, you also smiled.

"good, because it does. I’ll miss the blue hair though” you chuckled “..but what're you doin here? aren’t you supposed to be somewhere?." he hoped you wouldn’t have asked this question, you seen the reaction on his face. he looked..upset? furrowing your eyebrows you grabbed ahold of his hand. "what's wrong my love?." your soft voice..his hand twitched against your own looking down, "this will be my last visit for awhile." confused. "what do you mean, last visit?." he looked up this time, "doc agreed to give me what I wanted after I proved myself to him." he looked down at his hand, but..doesn't that mean..your eyes widen a bit, "I don't know how long It'll take bu—!." you cut him off by hugging him tightly. he almost fell over by how fast your Impact was but Instantly wrapped his hands around you, his heart clenched again. he didn't want to leave you but after so many long months— years..he finally got what he wanted.

from the tremble of your body tomura knew you were crying but trying so hard to not make It noticeable. you clenched tighter against his neck not wanting to let him go, but you had to. shigaraki softly caressed your hips letting this moment sink In. never in a million years would he had thought he would feel like this, clenching heart, smiling..you were the only person to get him to break. to be so soft too, he would do anything for you, kill for you. he loves you. after a few minutes or so you pulled back from him with a smile of your own, tomura looked at you with soft eyes placing his hand on your cheek wiping away the remaining tears. you looked so pretty when you cried. "as long as you come back to me I'll be fine." you chuckled, he gave another small smile, "I always come back to you sweetheart."

"I'm holding this against you." you teased leaning In to take his lips with yours which he Instantly accepted. the kiss was soft and warm, yet so meaningful. the kiss you shared soon broke apart, leaning your head against his, ”you have to promise me one thing.” he spoke, you looked at him with a nod, “anything.” he breathed In then out, “stay out of the city. I don’t want you caught up in that mess let alone getting hurt. so promise me.” the look in his eyes were serious. despite being confused of this request you nodded your head, “I promise.” he nodded, “good.” — "despite that, how long till you leave?." shigaraki hummed, "not till tomorrow." — "then let's make the most of this.." when you said this, he instantly knew what you meant. you wanted to cuddle with him, laid in bed with him. right when you hit your comforter again laying on his chest, you fell asleep. even though you didn't want too, sleep took over you almost immediately. but as for shigaraki he couldn't sleep knowing this is the last visit before awhile, he traced a long your back and hip sighing. he's going to miss you so much. he knows the league will take care of you by his orders but it still ached him that he had to leave you. all the hate he has in his heart he was able to make a tiny space just for you.

his one love.

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rockstvrdotcom · 9 months

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"show me how sorry you really are." // hobie x fem reader nsfw

THIS ISNT THE HATEFUCK

hobies kinda harsh in this :( disclaimer i do not believe he is a toxic bf this is for the sake of the ff okay?

cw/tw: angst sorta not rlly, nsfw, throatfucking, slight dubcon? not rlly there's no spoken consent but theres consent, choking, after care, mentions of alcohol/drinking, degradation

HOBIE BROWN X FEM! READER

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you stumbled back into the house at 1 am, drunk but not that drunk— you had snuck out a few hours ago to go party at a club with your friends. you tried to take it light on the alcohol but ended up drinking a bit more than you intended.

you walked blindly in the dark, trying to find your way back to the room before hobie could notice. you steadily walked up to the stairs, almost tripping a few times before you finally took the last step; bumping into what you thought was a wall before your eyes roamed up.

it was hobie, standing there with his arms crossed before grabbing your shirt to make sure you didn't fall down the stairs. he picked you up effortlessly, bringing you to the bed and almost harshly dropping you on it.

"where the hell were you?" he asked, making sure you didn't fall asleep by making you sit upright, patting your cheek a few times. you scanned his body; he was shirtless, wearing grey sweats. the same outfit he was wearing when you both went to 'sleep'.

you proccessed his question for a few seconds before speaking, you knew it'd be better to just be honest with him. ".. at the club, with my friends." you said with your head down.

"really, (y/n)? again?" he said, disappointed as his eyebrows furrowed. you looked away, knowing he was about to scold you.

"i work my ass off day and night, just to keep you safe and you go off to some club without telling me?" he gestured with his hands, anger evident in his voice as he tried to keep his cool.

"i- i'm sorry hobie." you muttered under your breath, looking up at him with genuine guilt.

"sorry would've cut it the first time, but not anymore. this the 5th time." he spoke coldly. his eyes narrowed as he heard the genuine sorry in your voice.

he watched your gaze roam everywhere but him. he grabbed your chin, harshly. "look at me, (y/n). you can't keep fuckin' doing this." he hissed, looking dead in your eyes. you could see his anger written all over his face.

"i won't do it again, i promise." you said, flinching as he took ahold of your chin. he let go, a scowl on his face.

"you promise? you said that the last 3 times," he scoffed, pinching the bridge of his nose. you watched his eyes scan you, your cheeks flushed from the alcohol.

you were wearing revealing clothes; watching a hint of desire flash through his eyes before he got back to scolding you. "and i know how you get when your drunk! your all flirty and acting like some cheap whore. who knows what you did with other men at the club?!" he blurted out, making tears well up in your eyes.

"i don't know what to do with this anymore. you have to show me that you really mean it this time." he spoke firmly, a hint of a suggestive tone behind it as he grew pent up with anger.

"i think i should sleep on the couch tonight." you murmured, pushing past him as you couldn't bear anymore of his scolding. you neared the door until a web shot out and slammed the door shut. (lets pretend like his webs are organic ok?)

you yelped as the loud noise startle you, not even able to turn around before he pinned you to the door. "nah, love. you don't get to leave– gotta teach you the consequences of your actions." he mumbled right next to your ear, sending shivers down your spine.

you had no time to respond before he turned you around, picking you up with no struggle and hoisting you onto his hips— looking deep into your eyes before taking your cheeks inbetween his hand and kissing you roughly and passionately; grunting into the kiss when he heard your quiet moan.

"fuck.. don't know what im gonna do with you." he mumbled against your lips, his frustration still obvious in his expression as you felt the growing bulge under his sweats against your clothed pussy; groaning as he grinded up into you.

"h- hobie.." was all you could muster out before he shushed you with another kiss, this time shoving his tongue into your mouth.

both of your tongues danced with eachother, his hand moving to ride your dress up your thigh, your panties and the wet spot in the middle on full display as the breeze from the open window made you shiver.

"show me how sorry you really are, yeah?" he broke the kiss, mumbling into your ear as he kept you up with one hand, the other moving to take his pants and boxers off just enough so his dick popped out, slapping against his stomach and revealing his hard cock; precum leaking from his tip.

you nodded in response, pushing your panties aside and looking at him expectantly.

"nah, ill let you do all the work since you wanna go and sneak out on me." he said spitefully, letting you down and off the door as he walked over to the bed, sitting at the foot of the bed.

"c'mere, slut." he spoke, spreading his legs; patting his thigh and waiting impatiently for you to get between them and suck him off.

he watched you walk over just like he told you to. getting on your knees and inbetween his legs just like he told you to. you admired his cock for a second; leaving little kitty licks and soft kisses despite the way he had his hand tangled roughly in your hair, tugging harshly as a way of telling you to get to it.

after what seemed like forever to him, you wrapped your lips around the tip of his cock, slowly lowering yourself onto him.

you felt his hand grip your head before making you take all of him in your mouth; gagging on his cock as he slid into your mouth until his tip hit the back of your throat.

before you even had time to adjust— he was ramming his hips up and into your face, watching your eyes roll back as you choke on his cock.

"fuck.. such a good whore for me, yeah?" he groaned in between pants, the sight almost making him cum deep in your throat. he continued thrusting his hips up, chuckling as you moaned around his cock.

you felt him twitch inside of your mouth as he let go of your hair, letting you do the work for now. you bobbed up and down on his dick; throat already sore as you rested your hands on his thighs.

"fuck yeah.. your throat feels almost as good as your pussy." he mumbled, his hips twitching up and making you gag again. the way your throat constricted around him made him so fucking horny; his orgasm nearing.

"hurry it up, yeah?" he moaned out, starting to buck his hips up into your mouth again. your saliva coated his cock, your nose bumping against his pelvis with each thrust.

"shit, c- cumming." he said, slapping a hand over his mouth as his head rolled back, thrusting up into your mouth one more time before pulling out and coming all over your tits.

he stood between your legs as you sat comfortably on the bathroom counter, handing you a glass of water. "drink up, doll." he said, holding it up to your lips as you drank in large gulps, wincing at the stinging pain in your throat.

he rubbed your back, kissing your forehead. "i'm sorry for being so rough, darlin. but promise me you won't sneak out again, bring me next time." he said, rubbing your back as he cleaned your face with a warm towel.

"i'm sorry, hobes." you said apologetically, kissing him softly on the lips as you placed the glass of water down.

he nodded in response, turning the bath on and turning the water to warm. he walked back over to you, carefully pulling your dress off, along with your bra and panties.

"hop in, love."

sorry if this was lazy </33 getting back into writing tho so send requests!!

#smut #hobie brown #hobie smut #hobie brown smut #astv #astv hobie

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entomolog-t · 10 months

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What if a person just assumes the borrower is another human, just shrunk? I think most people wouldn’t immediately assume the very human-looking thing they’ve caught is another creature entirely (unless it’s one of those borrower versions with animal features like a tail and such). So the questions would be along the lines of: How did you shrink? Is there a way to get you back to normal?

The best part is that the ball is in the borrower’s court now. They have to choose between telling the human the truth about themselves, and potentially risk their safety by doing so. Or they could play along with the human’s assumptions and keep themselves in relative safety by letting the human think they’re one of them.

Obviously the lying option could lead to a lot of angst in the future if the human found out the truth. Especially if the human keeps trying their best to help the borrower get back to ‘normal size’ but nothing works, leaving the borrower wondering how long they’re willing to keep up the charade. Meanwhile the human gets more and more upset that they can’t help their tiny friend.

OH I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THIS

The sheer angst potential with the borrower assuming the only reason the human is treating them like an equal is because they think they're human? So they just dwell on it so much. At first they may feel smug, thinking that the human is stupid, but they realize they may have misjudged their own intelligence because why would a human just let a stranger who has been shrunk wander freely around their home?? So they've unwittingly committed themselves to be attached to the human until they can either find a good escape where they won't go looking for them, or until they admit what they really are.

As they spend time with the human they are less desperate for escape in some sense. The freedom from danger, the liberal amount of food, the comforts the human is willing to provide them... its nice. They miss their personal freedom, and keeping up this ruse is a bit exhausting since they aren't the most familiar with human culture.... but the human is ... nice.

They've grown a friendship with this human, and they want to be able to tell them the truth. They see how worried the human is about them... They've been freaking out about how to get ahold of their family, and how in the hell they're supposed to find a way to reverse it... and they do want their freedom of movement back... They make up their mind that they're going to tell the human but-

Theres a slip up.

Maybe they said something weird, maybe the human put together too many little clues, or maybe another borrower shows up. They panic. No no no no no. This was supposed to be on their terms. They can feel themselves hyperventalating. They don't even want to look at the human. This is at best humiliating, at worst... was the human angry?? they lied. they took advantage of their kindness. They feel a hand start to encircle them and they flinch out of it's grasp.

No.

No, of course they were angry. Why wouldn't they be??

"H-hey... are you okay?"

The words seem to stop all their thoughts. All they can feel is their heart pounding in their ears. They look up at the human... at their friend and see nothing but concern in their eyes.

It breaks them.

They sob into the hand. A mix of guilt and shame and relief and happiness. They're a mess. The human waits to ask questions but takes the new information in stride. Ehh, its not that much weirder than finding a shrunken person right?

That is.... until like... 4 hours later.

The borrower hears banging on the walls.

"Hey ! Uh.... How many times have you heard me being... um weird?"

The borrower can't help but laugh, knowing immediately what the human is talking about. They would constantly talk to themselves in weird little voices, make strange noises, sing to themselves... Hell, they did it to but its not like they had an audience.

"Um" they clear their throat, a little more reassured with a wall between them "... enough."

A resounding thud sends vibrations through the borrower's chambers as the human hits their head against the wall. The groan that follows has the borrower struggling to keep from laughing.

"Fuck you." They can hear their smile despite not seeing them.

This... this could work.

#Yo I can't help but go ham on anything that even smells vaguely like a prompt #g/t #giant/tiny #g/t community #g/t prompts #g/t shitpost #I LOVE BORROWER AU STUFF SOO MUCH AHHH #MIIIIIIGHT be throwing this in to finding strength cannon

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starstruckpurpledragon · 4 months

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S1 Flash AU where Barry doesn't reset time and Cisco manages - barely - to escape Eowells before getting murdered. Because his breach powers activate due to his 'holy shit my favorite boss is about to murder me' panic and he falls through the floor (gravity yeeting him out of danger fast enough only because Eobard was not expecting it and thus failed to react, left standing there holding his vibrating hand out and looking ridiculous)

And his powers dump him halfway across the city. Cisco didn't go to Caitlin because last he knew she's in the middle of Jitters. Not Barry since Cisco had no idea where he was and also his powers were seeking 'safety' which was not where Barry was at with the whole city-destroying-storm problem going.

He lands in front of the one person he knows, without a doubt, will not turn him over to Harrison Wells even if he won't actually do anything to help Cisco otherwise. Hartley Rathaway, who did at least attempt to help find Ronnie even if it was also a ploy to escape.

From Hartley's PoV this shiny portal appears, dumps a Cisco Ramon at his feet, and blinks immediately out of existence, leaving Cisco passed out on the floor.

Hartley - When I was hoping to have hot guys fall at my feet, I did not mean Cisco Ramon.

Cisco - *too unconscious to realize Hartley called him hot*

When Cisco wakes up, it takes him a bit to realize that he's relatively safe and he winds up spilling the whole 'Harrison Wells is a time traveler called Eobard Thawne and he tried to fucking murder me' thing with Hartley. Because Hartley's letting Cisco ramble in hopes of getting an explanation for the whole appearing from nowhere to fall at his feet thing. Which he isn't really getting, but at least Cisco doesn't pass out again when Hartley suggests that maybe Cisco is also a meta.

Cisco - What are we gonna do about Evil Wells???

Hartley - What we?

The city is not destroyed by the tsunami - the Flash was able to counter that - but the storm still damages a significant portion of the city. The Flash is missing, Joe is in the hospital, Mark Mardon died in his own storm as some kind of ironic retribution by nature, and Cisco can't get ahold of Caitlin (she's fine). Hartley manages to get in touch with Jerry, but learns his dad's dead and his mom actually wants to know he's alright.

With the city in a disarray and the Flash not showing up, it does wind up being Cisco and Hartley - and other metas crawling out of the woodwork - who start saving lives from damaged buildings.

Suddenly the Flash isn't the only 'good meta' media darling. And even some of the more criminal types are getting lauded as heroes. It's great PR for metas and it makes Cisco that Team Flash isn't doing enough to actually help they're fellow metas. They've been so busy trying to stop bad guys that they're not actually helping their community.

Of course, how does he tell that to Barry when someone they all trusted (except Joe) has turned out to be Barry's mom's killer? Barry's gonna be focused on that, understandably. If they can find Barry.

And, of course, Cisco refuses to believe that Barry might be dead. (and he's right, but Barry's got other problems at the moment and, unfortunately, it might take a while before everyone finally finds out he's okay)

#fic ideas #fanfiction #the flash #cisco ramon #hartley rathaway #rivals/enemies to reluctant allies

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hockybish · 3 months

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Baby Sister

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part 2 of meeting Luke and Maisie's kids

"We have to tell him. He's going to be so excited" Luke used his thumbs to rub small circles in his wife's small bump.

She wasn't that far along, but far enough that they were able to find out the gender of the new little one and they hadn't told Axel yet that he was getting an upgrade to big brother.

"You think? What if he doesn't want one? The what?" Maisie bit her lip. Luke squeezed her hand reassuringly as they went to talk with Axel.

"Axel, how would you like a baby sister?" Luke asked the little boy who very contently petting the cat that was sitting across his legs.

"Hmm" Axel hummed. He had to think about this for a minute. Did he really want a baby? To be honest? Not really.

"No tank you Daddy. Me and Rosie are good" He hugged his best friend closer, caressing his face in the cat's soft fur. He didn't need anyone but his best friend.

"But won't it be fun to have someone to play with? You can show her all your toys." Maisie pointed out a couple of positives.

"I got my Rosie, she my best friend. I no need baby." The toddler turned back to the cat. He was done with conversation.

Maisie and Luke tried everything under the sun that they could think of to get Axel used to the idea of mommy having a baby and he was going to be a big brother. They looked at baby pictures and read books. The parents even got him a baby doll.

Axel just never seemed interested. He didn't really care about the doll preferring to carry in by its foot and coloring on its head with marker. Maisie thought that was going to be some sort of indicator, what that was remained to been seen.

But things started to change when the little family babysat baby Lacey.

"Do you want hold her?" Maisie bounced her seven month old infant niece in her arms. Lacey grabbed ahold of her hair and started tugging on it.

"No" He was too busy playing with Rosie and Candy. They had a jingle bell ball and were playing a soccer like game.

"How about helping us feed her?" Luke tried a little later around dinner time. He had both a bottle ready and a little bit of mushy food.

This time Axel acted like he didn't hear them. He didn't want anything to do with helping out with his little cousin.

Until she started to cry. Lacey was having a hard time settling down for a nap. Maisie swayed and patted her back for well over an hour. Lacey just cried and screamed until she red little splotches all over her face.

Axel had enough of the crying. He ran up to his mother with his hand covering his ears the best he could and tapped her arm. He was gonna take care of this.

"Shh baby Lacey. It okay, don cry." He tried patting the fluff on the top of her head to calm her, but it didn't really help any. Luke and Maisie looked at each other, maybe this would work out after all.

"Lukey what do you think of the name Asa?" Maisie looked through another list of baby names, hoping they could agree on one.

"Asa Hughes?" Luke questioned making a face. He wasn't too sure about the name. Sure it worked and sounded fine. But Luke just didn't like the name.

"Well I don't know then. I've suggest a lot of names and you keep shooting them down and then you haven't come up with any names." Maisie threw her phone.

She was so stressed right now. Luke had just been dealt to Detroit, they were currently living with Jim and Ellen, and to top it off she due any day now.

"I don't know Maize. You're the one who comes up with all these things." He shrugged again. He didn't think he was being picky with the name, its just the right one hasn't come along yet.

"Whatever" She managed to awkwardly hoist herself up. She waddled over to the kitchen for a snack, but changed her destination halfway through because she had to go to the bathroom.

Luke sighed throwing his head back against the sofa and running his long finger over his face. Why was picking a name so difficult? Why couldn't they just agree on one and call it good?

"'scuse me Daddy" Axel poked at his father's knee cap.

"What do you want bud? Do you have a name for baby sister?" Luke asked when he saw Axel inching closer to him. Axel nodded and whispered his idea in his father's ear. "I like that one. I'll have to tell Mommy."

"Mommy, mommy, mommy!" Axel excitedly called running down the hallway towards Maisie's room. He held out the new stuffed bunny toy he had picked out for her.

The day before his mommy and dad dropped him off with Grandma El and Papa Jim and they didn't tell him why. Or he doesn't remember if they said. When he ask his Papa Jim this morning, he said it was because that Mommy was having the baby.

And now he gets to meet her. He kept talking the whole ride to the hospital about her and how cute she was going to be. It honestly reminded Ellen and Jim of when the boys met Lola when she was little.

"Mommy, mommy!" Axel took off even fast when he spotted Maisie peeking her head out of her room.

"Hey buddy." Maisie smiled when she saw her first born. She bent over the best she could with a newborn in her arm. Axel had warmed up quite a bit recently to getting a little sister but he was a bit nervous as to how he was going to react to seeing her.

"Baby?" The new baby was sleeping in his mother's arms. She had little bit of dark hair on her head and the cutest little nose and cheeks. Axel loved her already.

"Freddie" Luke crouched down by the mother and children to introduce her. He grabbed a hold of the little boy and brought him in for a hug.

"Baby Freddie" Axel smiled. They used his name. He couldn't believe it. He petted her head and kissed her cheek. "Look baby I got you bunny"

"Would you like to hold her?" They posed the question. They were a bit unsure of it he wanted, since he never seemed interested when Lacey was around.

Axel nodded. Maisie returned to her bed and Luke help him up next to her. Maisie placed Baby Freddie into his arms. And if it were possible his smiled grew bigger as he kept babbling to her telling her all about his toys and the cats.

"Look she smile at me! I love you Freddie!"

#luke x cute photographer #luke x maisie #baby freddie #au thoughts

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Had a funny thought at work today about which of my muses are the most dangerous, particularly when it comes to biting somebody and the answer? It's this bitch right here.

So, Khare doesn't look very dangerous and why would she? She can't exactly fight, she isn't super strong nor does she have any super cool amazing powers like being able to shoot webs out of her wrists or freeze somebody solid with a single touch. She can drop her arm and regrow it (very) painfully though, and that is precisely WHY you're COMPLETELY FUCKING FUCKED if she ever bites you. Her mutation? It's eating her alive, but she's able to stave off the worst effects due to receiving consecutive injections that gave her immune system enough time to hunker down and start fighting back against these new invaders in their space. It can't stop the onslaught indefinitely but it does grant her time, a war of attrition if you will. Her DNA is doing everything it can to remain stable and keep the host going but eventually it'll all come tumbling down like a house of cards and then Khare will REALLY start looking bad. That all changes if she bites somebody because they did not receive the same chain injections and have absolutely NO resistance to the DNA-altering enzymes in her body. One bite is all it'll take for a few DNA fragments to become lodged in the unlucky victim's wound and while at the time it seems like a normal human bite, the damage it'll cause will be beyond catastrophic. It won't start off that way. Hell, the wound might even heal unusually quick but it's as normal a bite as a human can give. You'll forget it even happened and life will go on as normal for a little while, that is until the itching starts. It'll start in the area where the bite occured, an incessant itch that won't go away no matter how many times you scratch it. That feeling will eventually spread across the afflicted area, running up your limbs, into your torso, wherever the hell that fucking waitress bit you for whatever goddamn reason. It just won't stop and not even heavy painkillers or booze will touch it. Then the itching'll get worse, and soon you see... things beneath your skin, strange little hives. Except... they're not hives, they're tiny fucking eyes and lumps of abnormal tissue that keeps rising to the surface, spreading like a rash as your skin just... starts to melt. You're hot, you're clammy, you're plagued by relentless thirst and drink and drink and drink except it's a thirst that cannot be quenched, and you're just so fucking hot and itchy you're about to claw your skin off except that'll just make the whole process move even faster. You start melting. Skin sloughs off like musty old clothes, new flesh trying and trying to replace what was lost except this mutation was never intended for you. What was once a foreign body has now inoculated in your very own immune system long enough to turn it against you, destroying you from within right down to your very last cell. You stop thinking, you can't think because your organs are all liquifying including your brain and if you're *still* alive at this point, you've never wished for anything harder than for it all to just end already. If Roman bites you, it's going to fucking hurt but it'll heal depending on how hard he did it. If Man-Bat bites you, you might need a blood transfusion because of the draculin in his saliva. If Kirk bites you, he was being kinky. ;') If Stoplight bites you however, say goodbye to whatever limb he got ahold of. If Copperhead bites you, count yourself lucky if you only end up in hospital but if Khare bites you, you are already dead. You just don't know it yet. So... yeah. Try to avoid any love bites from this girl because whatever you think it's worth, it's really really not. Trust me on that one. x

#🌈 || musings #🌈 || headcanons #body horror tw #body horror cw #I CANNOT EMPHASIZE HOW BAD THIS ACTUALLY IS #Do NOT read if you are squeamish about illnesses or disease because it's gonna get gnarly in here #But if you're okay with gross stuff and death then go right ahead #Don't say I didn't want you <3 #Had a bit of a rough shift today so wanted to do something a little self-indulgent #Not a bad day per say just tough #Lots of rearranging going on and the heaters are borked running full blast #So it was ✨ uncomfy ✨

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brain-squad · 2 months

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T h e B e g i n n i n g

Bakugou X reader: Au Experiment

There I was, sitting in a white cell listening to water droplets. To which will cause me insanity. No, I wasn't in prison. I was in a facility surrounded by white walls and tiled white floors. Every two days, they check up on me to see where my progress is at, and like every two days, I'm given a new color to tell the fellow "Caretakers" my danger level. However, this time was different. I was given a cellmate. He was rather aggressive and didn't have a color. He must be new.

The caretakers had chained his arms and mouth, in hopes to get him in without any hassle. But it seems it didn't succeed. He was still able to fight back, even with restraints. Thankfully for the other caretakers, another caretaker arrived with a stick and nudged him into the cell. But he was quick and charged at them with the claws on his feet. Then suddenly, the door was closed, and laughter and scoffs could be heard behind it. The boy hit the door, then took a step back and turned to me. He growled, slowly walking towards me, looking for any signs of fear. But he found none. Instead, he smelled confusion from his own being. I stared at him blankly through my mask, then got up and walked to the window.

The caretakers were long gone, and only boot prints to show for it. I turned to my cellmate and asked him what section he came from. But he only sat there and tilted his head to the side. I scoffed at his behavior, then looked outside the window to study the clock.

"1:15."

In 15 minutes, we'll be released for recess. That should give me enough time to analyze the interior of this place. I clapped my hands, grabbing the attention of my cellmate. He stared at me and then turned his attention back to the door. Maybe he knows we're getting out.

I walked over to him and sat down beside him. He then growled at me, so I placed my hand on his face and shoved him away. He whimpered a bit, then quickly went back to snarling.

I stared at the door, counting the seconds before we were released. My cellmate, however, had different plans. He was waiting for one of the caretakers to come back so he could attack him the moment they let him free from his restraints. In about 5 minutes, the door opened, and I walked around the facility, memorizing the interior. But without noticing, my cellmate has been following me still in his restraints. I felt something nudging my back, and I heard a soft whine. My eyes shifted to look at what was behind me, and to my surprise, a spikey-haired, wolf eared boy was behind me. This smelly delinquent has been following me? He tried ripping off the mask that covered his mouth but failed every time. I looked at him and said,

"Alright, let's get these off you."

His tail then began to wag when he saw my hand reaching closer to his face, slowly peeling off each layer of his mask. Minutes went by and some of his layers were refusing to come off. Like they were tangled into each other. The boy then released a grunt realizing his mask wasn't going to come off as soon as he thought.

"Sorry, it won't budge. Maybe you should just wait for a caretaker." I said, as my hands slipped away from him as I turned around to continue my analyzing. I need to make it out of here before they send me to a new location.

"Ugh!"

Something tripped me. Something fleshy. The sounds of growling then confirmed my suspicion. It was the wolf eared boy again. His nails scratched the gray floor, denting it with little claw marks. He was trying to intimidate me.

I quickly sat up, turning my head seeing him looming above me. He looked pissed. Like someone just scratched up his car.

"I told you to talk to the other caretakers." I said, getting back up. But he didn't take no for an answer and tried attacking me. Swinging his feet in the air. I swiftly blocked it with my arm, grabbing ahold of his ankle. My foot sweeped the ground knocking into his. The only thing stopping him from falling was me. Yet, he looked nothing but dissatisfied. He wanted to win, and judging by the look in his eyes he was determined.

He then decided to pull out his final card and head bunk me which didn't turn out so well. As he tried to bunk me, I punched his kneecap out of place rendering him wounded. Thankfully for him it went back into place. Next time I won't be so merciful.

I let him go then walked back to our cell waiting for the caretakers to come back to escort us to lunch. As expected, I arrived first, as always. Waiting for my cellmates to arrive soon. But that wasn't going to be for another 30 minutes. For now, I need to plant false evidence.

"Well look who it is, C007. What brings you back so early?" a woman said, walking up to the cell door. However, I didn't say anything. I need to appear idiotic.

"Mm, not much of a talking type, are you?" she sighed, crouching down to the floor so we could see eye to eye. "Well, no matter, I can do the talking. After all, I heard it calms you down." That was a lie, it does the exact opposite. But she knows, she just wants to get a reaction out of me. Like everyone else.

"Mm, well I've heard you've been getting better with your powers, good for you!" She smiled, perking up and leaned her head the other way. She was fascinated by me, it was creepy. And to top it off this very woman was the same one who kidnapped me, watched me suffer, and had the audacity to talk to me as one of her friends. Disgusting.

"As you may know, we've been watching you for a long time. A very long time. And we've noticed you've been wandering around the facility. Basically, I'm here to ask you to stop before something bad happens. Mkay?" She ruffled my hair, slowly getting up and opening the door, then walked away. This was a warning.

A warning from a psycho.

I walked into the cell grazing my hand on the white wall, while looking outside the cell window for anything interesting going on. However, there was nothing but a clock and empty cells. This was how it usually was at recess inside the cell hall, empty and quiet. But when kids came back it was loud, full of screams of joy or fear, never in between. Before they come back though they would play in room Y1-0. The Playroom the Caretakers call it. And within the room there are balls of multiple colors, slides, swings, seesaws, fake grass, toys, and best of all Cameras. One of the things I despise the most.

While kids are playing with other kids, they'll check to see how kids play and how they communicate. If a kid has good grammar or "education" they'll send them to a facility that will provide them tools to flourish. Of Course, however, it also depends on two other factors: the powers the kids have and their danger level. But that's a story for another time.

"Alright, you little worm. Get in the cell." The caretaker said, shoving him in the cell.

"Oh, you're back. How's your knee?" I said, looking at his now wrapped up knee. His restraints were gone, and he was given proper cell clothes: a long white shirt with a white pants. The caretaker had now shut the door behind my cellmate, careful not to slam it on his tail.

He was clearly still mad at me as he walked his way to the corner of the cell. Slowly limping and wobbling, leaning on the wall for support. I kind of felt bad, even though he attacked me first. My cellmate then slowly slid down the wall while grabbing his neck as he did. They must have done something to him. Once he was situated, he let out a loud grunt, feeling relief. At least I can be sure he won't touch me for a while.

10 minutes later a loudspeaker blared out a message.

"All caretakers go to your assigned duty post. Protocol A15."

It was time for lunch.

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mizukixtsukiyomi · 8 months

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Can i request a scenario with Kagome x Gojo. I also really wanted to tell you that you do great work. I've liked your posts for a long time. I'd also like to say that i appreciate you and that you should work on what you want regardless of what other people think.

I am still a bit rusty, so I'll be writing short scenarios until I can get back into my groove.

"Thank you, Shoko." Kagome gave the brunette doctor a smile. "I know Satoru's request can put you in a bit of a bind, but we will take hit."

Shoko sighed waving her palm up and down. "Don't worry about it. I know you two are just looking after the kid." Her tired eyes glided over to the white-haired male standing next to her friend. "Are you sure, though? Don't you think his friends would want to know he's alive?" It had come as a shock to see Itadori Yuji alive and well. She was ready to examine his body as soon as he arrived.

"I'll be training him," Gojo replied with a grin. "I'll have him ready for the exchange event."

Kagome blinked over to stare at the man - bewildered at his statement. "What? That's in a few weeks!" Was he crazy? The boy was trying to recover from his own funeral!

Shoko raised a brow before turning her back to the duo. "Do as you like, you two. Just don't get me wrapped into the mess."

Hearing a snicker next to her, Kagome watched as Gojo gave Shoko a thumbs up. This man and his weird ideas. She shook her head. "You think Yuji-kun will be able to handle the exchange event? This is serious, Satoru."

A pause stretched.

"He's capable," Gojo replied, turning his head to the priestess. "You feel it, don't you?"

"I just don't like the idea of Sukuna being inside of him." She replied. "I could easily exorcise his soul out of Itadori-kun, but you didn't let me." Turning her body to full face her partner, Kagome's brows furrowed with concern. "I am here to support your dream, Satoru. I am here to support and protect those kids. I don't want to lose anyone just like we lost Suguru...so if I have to intervene to protect them, I will."

He listened. Her words anchored into his head. This was the girl jujutsu sorcerers wanted and protected to make sure no curses got ahold of the jewel she possessed. But he had made his own vow. To educate a new generation of jujutsu sorcerers who would be there to protect her...when he no longer could.

A smile returned to his lips before gently setting his hand on her head. "We won't lose anyone, I promise that on my own soul."

Kagome gave him a pout, "don't vow on such a thing! I don't want to lose you either... you promised to protect me."

"Yeah, yeah," he chuckled, "I did, didn't I?"

#scenario 819 #kagomeinteractions #scenarios #jujutsu kaisen #inuyasha #gojo satoru #kagome higurashi

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ashleycatchemm · 2 years

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1-22: Demons

Part 22 of ??

Parings: Reggie x Reader, Luke x Julie, Alex x Willie

Summary: (Y/n) (L/n) has been able to see and feel ghosts ever since she was little, which made it hard to tell the ghosts from the humans. Everyone has always thought she was a bit crazy, even her best friends, Julie and Flynn. But when three ghosts with a love for music appear in Julie's garage, suddenly (Y/n) doesn't seem so crazy anymore.

Song: Demons (Imagine Dragons)

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A/N: I picture Arius as Five Hargreeves but with black hair and blue eyes, instead of dark brown hair and green eyes

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Once I parked in the school parking lot, I turned towards Arius expecting him to turn into a human. "What?" He asked, sounding annoyed as he sat up and started stretching, his front paws out in front of him as he arched his back down. "Aren't you going to change forms?" I asked, getting aggravated that he won't shift. "Shift forms." He corrected, getting into a sitting position "Plus you don't have the honor of bossing me around. You don't have any of my respect." Letting out an aggravated huff before turning my body to face him.

"Respect this. Respect that. What the hell does having your respect got to do with anything? You're my familiar, so do as I say and change forms."

Arius suddenly got on all fours, growling at me in anger "Everything. Respect has everything to do with the bond a witch, or wizard has with their familiar." I rolled my eyes before crossing my arms a crossed my chest in anger and annoyance 'honestly, why does every single witch thing have to be so complicated and difficult?' Letting out an annoyed huff, I uncrossed my arms, gripping the bridge of my nose "Okay." I stated before throwing my arms at my sides "What do I have to do to get your respect?" Arius sat back down in the passenger seat.

His anger died down, but aggravation still being shown on the felines face. "You don't just get a demons respect. You have to earn it." I shook my head a little, processing the new information that I was just told. "Hold on, wait a minute. You're a demon?!" The black cat rolled his blue eyes at me, before hopping off to the back seat. "Yes. I am." I watched him sit down on one of the back seats, only for him to close his eyes as his tail slowly stopped moving. I opened my mouth to say something, only for a bright blue light to shine, covering his whole form.

Closing my eyes I faced back front as to avoid the light shining in my eyes. "Man, I forgot how much I despise this form." I was about to look back at the owner of the familiar voice, which was usually in my head, but now could be heard by all. Only for a hand to rest on the passenger seat, as a boy that looked just about the age of 18 made his way to the front. He had black hair that was swooped off to the right side and seemed to hang over the right side of his forehead. An almost annoyed look could be seen on his face, and his eyes looked almost exactly like the ones that I've seen on the black cat that has been following me around for the last 12 hours.

"I haven't used this form since your grandmother was in her 20s"

I stared at the boy next to me in slight confusion, he examined his hands as I tried to process everything. "Arius?" I questioned, his blue eyes shot over at me, an annoyed "What?" Leaving his lips. I stared at him for a second or two before letting out a small giggle "Aww look at how cute you are." I stated while reaching over to pinch his cheeks. Only for him to quickly grab ahold of my arm, gripping it tightly, all while sending me a death stare. "Call me cute again. I'll chop all your fingers off and shove them down your goddamn throat." I just stared at him with a grin as he pushed my arm back towards me.

Looking back out my windshield I stared at the school in front of me. "Come on." I stated while opening the truck door "Before I get in even more trouble." Grabbing my bag from the back seat, I hopped out of the truck, Arius following soon after "And why does it matter exactly wether or not you are on time?" Shutting and locking the doors, I started making my way to the school entrance. Arius followed close next to me, hands sitting behind his back as he walked.

"Im already late, but if I skip school again they are gonna call my uncle."

"And why does that matter exactly?"

I didn't bother answering his question, taking a glance over at him, my eyes caught sight of the suit and tie he was currently wearing. Stopping just before the door, I was quick to turn to the black haired demon next to me. "You can't wear that." His blue eyes narrowed in confusion "Wear what? The suit?" He gestured towards his suit, I nodded my head in response, causing him to scoff. "It's a uniform." I crossed my arms, letting out a small huff in annoyance "It's atrocious." Gritting his teeth angrily, brows furrowed, he opened his mouth to say something, only for me to continue.

"No high schooler would be caught dead wearing that crap in place of everyday clothes."

A tight lipped smile sat on Arius face, shoving his hands in his pockets he leaned forward, his tall lanky form giving him the extra few inches of height to tower over me while saying "Well, it's a good thing I'm not a high schooler." I glared up at the demon in front of me, rolling my eyes I let out a small huff of aggravation, deciding to drop the subject, knowing he'd never give in. Turning back towards the front doors I was quick to state "Just, try to act at least a tiny bit normal." Walking over to the intercom I continued "I know that must be hard considering how small your brain is." Pressing the buzzer on the intercom I turned back around to face the angry demon.

Arius hands were now out of his pockets, turning into fists at his sides. His face scrunched up in anger, looking as if he was ready to kill me himself. "Be lucky your grandmother told me to look after you. Cause if she didn't, I would've killed you a long time ago. You have some fucking nerve talking to me that way." Hearing the loud click of the doors being unlocked, I just rolled my eyes at the black haired boy in front of me. Waving him off with one of my hands "Yeah, whatever you say." Pulling the door open, I walked inside, a fuming Arius following close behind.

I walked into the office, which sat right by the front door, Arius walking in behind me. "Well if it isn't miss (L/n). You actually decided to show up for school today?" I put of a forced smile, a fake laugh leaving my lips, all while staring down the old lady at the desk who I've grown all too annoyed of "Ah Darlene. You actually decided to brush your teeth for a change?" I asked while leaning over the front desk "Now I don't have to deal with that nasty ass breath" her cheery smile now turned forced.

Darlene was quick to bite out "I was just about to call your uncle. Tell him that you skipped yet again. But I guess I don't have the liberty of doing that today. That is, if you have a good excuse." She stared me down, practically begging me to have such a horrible excuse that she would have to call my uncle. 'This old ass women has had it out for me since the very beginning.' My eyes looked down at the counter in front of me, drumming my fingers on it for a quick second as I hummed in response to her statement.

Coming up with a quick lie, my eyes looked back up at Darlene "Ya see, I was just showing my..." grabbing ahold of Arius' arm, dragging him quickly over to me. The dark haired demon let out a small grunt in surprise, his attention seemed to be everywhere else as he examined the room. "Cousin" I sent a glance over at Arius to see if he was paying attention to the most important detail in this lie. But of course, Arius' attention was literally anywhere else, which caused me to let out a small huff before looking back at Darlene to continue my tale.

"Around the area, he just arrived here last night and I guess we just lost track of time-"

Darlene held out a hand while shaking her head, stoping me from trying to tell her the rest of my lie. "Okay, I'm gonna stop you right there. You seriously expect me to believe that this boy..." Arius' attention was finally on our conversation as my explanation was stopped, watching as Darlene gestured to him with her pen, she continued "is your cousin?" Bring her pen over to point at me, I stared at her in slight confusion, looking over at Arius next to me, who seemed to be staring down the lady in front of us, as if studying her.

My head turned, eyes drifting back over to Darlene, my left hand placed on my hip as my right gripped the backpack strap around my shoulder. "Well, yeah." I stated, slight confusion written on my face when she didn't believe me. Darlene rolled her eyes in annoyance, shaking her head, I watched as her hand reaches for the phone in front of her. My eyes went wide and I was about to speak up, only for Arius to cut me off, quickly strutting over to the counter in front of us while shoving me off to the side.

"Look, Darlene, was it?"

The old lady paused, her hand resting on the phone as Arius now had her attention. A smile appeared on Arius' lips as he stated "That is a beautiful name, I must say..." Arius held a hand out below the desk, waving it as if signaling for me to back off and let him talk. I heard Darlene giggle a little "Oh, why thank you" Arius was quick to continue with his charm "Do you know that name means Darling? And I have to say, I apologize if this is overstepping, but do you mind if I call you darling?" I stared at the side of his head in confusion, watching this whole scene play out.

A small giggle once again escaped the old lady's lips, her hands coming up to rest underneath her chin. "Well, aren't you just a charmer?" Arius dragged his tongue across his lips for a quick second, biting down on them as if to suppress a smile. Shrugging his shoulders he gave a response of "I try." he must've felt my stare on the side of his face, because he suddenly glanced over at me, a glare present on his features. "Do you mind? We are trying to have a conversation." I widened my eyes a little before throwing my hands up in surrender and walking over to the plastic chairs a little ways behind him.

Arius' attention was brought back over to Darlene soon after, and I dropped my bag down in a chair before sitting down in the one next to it. I watched as the two of them chatted, hearing giggles coming from the old hag here and there. 'The hell could he be talking about with her?' I thought as I waited for the two of them to be done talking. A few minutes later, Arius turned around, walking back towards me, showing me the two late passes in his hand, a smirk sitting on his lips as if rubbing it in my face.

Rolling my eyes, I picked up my bag, throwing one of the straps over my shoulder. Arius stopped in front of me while asking "If I'm the one with a small brain then how come I'm the one with the late passes?" I sent a glare to the demon in from of me, grumbling out a response "Yeah. Yeah. Whatever." Ripping my pass out of his hand.

The two of us started making our way out the door, only for Darlene to stop us. "Goodbye Damon, have a nice day!" She said cheerfully, which only cause Arius to let out an annoyed sigh before rolling his eyes. Turning back to look at Darlene a smile appeared on his face "You too darling" he stated, sending her a wink before turning back around and following me out the door. His face dropping back down into the same angry look he always seemed to wear.

"I fucking hate humans."

He grumbled, while shoving his hands angrily into his pockets. I glanced over at Arius, shaking my head a little, at his statement, only for me to look back in front of me. The dark haired demon walked quickly next to me, passing by 4 kids who were sitting in the hall working. The conversation between them seeming to die off as I now caught their attention just from walking by. Whispers could be heard from the two boys, causing giggles to arise from the girls in response. They were obviously talking about me, but I just ignored them and continued my walk towards my class.

"Something funny assholes?"

This caused me to stop in my tracks, quickly turning around, I was met with the sight of Arius standing in front of the four teens. The dark haired boy had his hands in his pockets, tall, lean figure practically leaning forward over them as if to intimidate. One of the boys stood up in response to Arius' question, moving his wavy brown hair out of his face, the boy let out a scoff "Who the hell are you?" An annoyed smile appeared on Arius' face, leaning in close to the boy that stood in front of him.

A murderous glint could be seen in the blue eyes of the dark haired boy. "I'm the guy that's gonna kick your ass." The teenage boy in front of Arius looked back at his friends, the two boys let out laughs in amusement, like kicking his ass was some kind of inside joke. Looking back into the rage filled eyes of the dark haired boy, an amused smile appearing on the brown haired boy's face. Hands coming up, only to push back against Ariu's chest, causing him to stumble backwards just a bit. A chuckle passed through Arius' lips, all while shaking his head, looking up at the boy in front of him, a smirk gracing his features.

"Bad idea."

The brown haired boy let out a small laugh "o-" he was barely able to get a word out, before Arius' grabbed him by the throat, holding him up in the air right against the lockers. A squeal in surprise left the girls lips, the brown haired boy letting out choked gasps, trying desperately to breath, his hands coming up to pull Arius' hand away only to have no luck. The other boy quickly shouted at him "Hey man!" Arius' eyes didn't deter from the boy in front of him, as the other tried to get him to let go of his friend. The dark haired demon quickly brought his elbow up, making contact with the other boys face causing him to pass out on the floor. "Jared!" One of the girls yelled, quickly kneeling down next to the boy and shaking him to get him to wake up, or at least show any signs that he's alive.

"Let's try this again. Shall we?"

Arius' grip tightened around the boys neck, limiting the amount of air he could breath in even more. A menacing grin sitting on his clear skinned face "Arius!" I yelled, quickly realizing that he was going to kill the poor boy, I was ignored. "The fuck were you laughing at?" Loosening his grip around the boy's throat so he could respond, letting out small coughs and tried to get in breaths of air. Arius rolled his eyes, growing impatient "Let him go Arius! You made your point!" Again I was ignored, the demon brought the boy more towards him using the hand on his throat.

Bringing him back towards the lockers, the back of the brown haired boys head slammed into the lockers behind him, coughing out a groan in pain. "Answer me." The demons teeth grit in anger and aggravation, the boy let out another cough or two before rasping out "We we're laughing at something we heard about the freak you’re walking with." Arius' murderous blue eyes didn't move away from the boy in front of him, only closing them for a few seconds, a sarcastic chuckle passing through his lips, along with a shake of his head.

I wanted to stop him. Yell at him. Scream. Do something to at least help these people. But I froze, because deep down, it felt good I wanted to wait and watch his next moves. I loved watching as people that seemed to anger me and hurt me with the constant whispers and giggles everyday, we're finally getting shit for it. Of course I learned to block it out, ignore it. I act like it doesn't phase me, like it doesn't hurt to hear people constantly talking about me calling me the school freak. But it's always hurt, no matter what I do to act like it doesn't, or to just block it out. It still hurts. So this? This felt good.

Bringing the boy towards him once again, Arius slammed his head back against the lockers behind him. I watched as small amounts of blood trickled down the back of the boys head, and against the lockers behind him "Don't just stand there!" My eyes drifted towards the girl that stood with her arms crossed, staring me down as if this was my fault. "Stop him! Do something!" A scoff left my lips, narrowing my eyes at her in anger. Crossing my arms a crossed my chest my eyes drifted back over to the scene in front of me.

"No."

An angry huff left her lips and she tried to pull Arius off the boy, only for him to bring his hand back, slapping her so hard across the cheek to the point where she spat out blood as she fell to the floor. His eyes never once wavering from the boy in front of him. A small smirk gracing my lips as I heard the demon speak up once again "Listen here, you piece of shit, If her name leaves your disgusting mouth again. I'll cut your damn tongue out of your fucking mouth and feed it to my dog" the boy didn't believe him, trying to let out a scoff but came out as a cough as Arius' hand tightened once again around his windpipe. "You're bluffing." He rasped out, eyes narrowing at the murderous boy.

The dark haired demon let out a dark chuckle in response "Wanna test that theory?" The boy stared at him for a second or two before shaking his head, eyes wide in fear "N-No" an annoyed smile appearing on Arius' face, leaning forward as to scare him even more "That's what I thought." Letting go of his throat, the boy dropped to Arius' feet, coughing and gasping for air. Walking a few feet away he turned back around, eyes narrowed at the three conscious humans on the ground.

An innocent smile gracing his features as he shoved his hands back into his black pants pockets. Arms in front of the suit jacket, causing the jacket to open up a little more at the bottom, fully showing his white dress shirt and tie. "If any of you imbeciles says a word about what happened here. I will personally kill you. And it will be slow and painful." The innocent smile dropped down to an annoyed one as his eyes drifted over each of them individually "Do we understand each other?" I looked over the teens on the ground, one of the boys were passed out, while the other held a hand around his neck, trying to breath properly again, all while slowly bleeding out from the back of his head. One of the girls held the passed out boy's head on her lap, tears streaming down her face, the other one held her cheek and jaw, tears also rolling down her face.

'Shit did he dislocate her jaw?'

The three of them nodded their heads quickly out of fear, not wanting to mess with or go against him. Nodding his head a quick "Great." Left his lips, as he continued the treck in the direction we were walking in. I stayed frozen in place, not knowing how to react to all of this as I just stared at the three injured teens in front of me. I opened my mouth to say something only for Arius to yell "Let's go!" Causing me to shaking my head and quickly follow after him.

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Ranking the boys by who would you think would get a worse alcohol addiction if they were able to grow up enough to live through it ? I have so many theories about who would get it worse , Bruce if he ever gets famous enough as baseball player and that life drains him ? Vance due how possible it is for him to had started underage drinking ? Robin because of lack of self restrain / reckless behavior ? Finney , like father like son ?

I would love to see your opinion : )

If they had lived long enough to get to legal alcohol drinking age? Well I can certainly try. I won't rank them officially by best to worst because it's a bit weird, but I'll still give my thoughts on it! In all I have hope for them as adults but that might be the optimist in me talking.

TW Alcoholism

Griffin: He never gets to any severe alcoholism as an adult. He'll have a beer here and there, and won't turn down a fancier drink, but never has a reason to lean into it

Billy: Same with Griffin, but actually just hates the taste. My Paperboy has specific dietary tastes.

Vance: I believe you in him starting underage drinking, but not as young as he is in canon. Maybe around his later teen years. He might have drunk one beer as a kid though, but only a sip at best. Kids around drinking adults get curious. He'd get himself into trouble and gets ahold of someone's beer case. He might get a little bit of an addiction, but nothing insane. Imagine him lurking around bars often, an adult Vance could fit right in

Bruce: If he became a baseball star, I don't think he would drink unless he was socially forced to. He seems the type to be moderate about it, if not only partaking in group drinking. He wouldn't want it to affect his performance. If he did it enough that it drained him, I don't imagine his sin being alcohol

Robin: He gets it from his uncle. He can hold his beer pretty well, but I headcanon his family is prone to it so he does his best not to get too addicted

Finney: He actively avoids getting an addiction because he's seen what his dad is like with it. In the case that the canon timeline happened and he grew up, okay I would get it if he slipped down that slippery slope and started drinking heavily, but if they all had survived I have hope that Finney would stay out of it

So basically nobody gets the worst of it, but they have their reasons. If we placed them in a totally separate AU, then the ideals might change, but in a world where they're all okay and grow up into proper adults that's my two cents on it

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11 and 18 for the writer thing!

Thank you so much for sending this in! Took forever to answer it because I am The Worst. And I've gotta put it under the cut because this bitch rambled on like usual, LOL.

11) What work took you the longest to write?

I'm a pretty slow writer in general, but it was probably Voice in the Dark, Part Two. It was a much more staggered writing process than usual - I wrote the first couple sections almost immediately after I posted the first part, then I promptly abandoned it. Then, a couple weeks later, I circled back and finished it. But even if you take out the weeks of no progress, it still took a lot longer than usual just because of how long the damn thing ended up being. Especially with it going in a different direction than I thought it would. To this day, I still wonder what the reception would have been if I'd gone with the original ending where Hook would masturbate to completion over Danhausen's sleeping body, End of Evangelion style 🙂🙂🙂

18) The character that gave you the most trouble writing this year

This is a tough one because generally, I'm a bit of a coward and if I don't think I can write a character decently well, I just won't bother 😬 A lot of the time, I decide on who the POV character is based on ''Well, I don't think I can write very well from this person's perspective soooo...'' So instead, I'm just gonna ramble on about vaguely related stuff?

I think I did struggle a bit with OrangeHook early on? Both of those two are so monosyllabic and I'm a very dialogue-heavy kind of writer so that was tough to get ahold of. I don't think I'd be able to write OrangeHook from Hook's perspective tbh. It's an age thing, LOL. That being said, I do have a Bad Idea for an OrangeHook fic where I might decide to actually challenge myself for once and write it from Hook's perspective? It'll be a lot harder to write the fic that way but I think it would also potentially be more interesting? Although I doubt anyone would read it because the idea is pretty 😬

And maybe this doesn't count because I haven't posted it, but I did start writing my weird Ricky/Christian Sugar Baby AU that absolutely no one asked for and even though he's not the POV character, I had/am having a tough time writing Christian. Mainly because I'm not really a fan of his (he's one of those characters where I tend to enjoy him more in fic form. No idea if this is normal, but I tend to have characters that I like seeing what writers in the fandom will do with them and I'll find that interesting, but whenever I try to actually watch them on the product, it's just like...no thank you!) so it's hard for me to figure out how to actually write him. That one has to be from Ricky's POV; that way I can leave a lot more of Christian's character to the reader's imagination. I say that knowing that maybe two people would read this hypothetical extremely niche rarepair fic 🤣

#Jeez Sam you went on and on here #My apologies I have no filter today whatsover so I simply wouldn't shut up 🤣#But really thanks a million for sending this my way Katy!! <3 <3 <3

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⭐ Catorce: #FindingSoonyoung.

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Joshua could feel his heartbeat getting faster with each step he took into the chaotic mass of people, he could hear it resonating in his ears even louder than Seokmin’s questionable BGM choice; not that he had something against dubstep, it just made him miss Jihoon's playlist a little.

Soonyoung was nowhere to be seen, what was the guy even doing? Probably giving himself a motivational pep talk in front of the bathroom mirror.

Even in the midst of the crowd, Joshua was able to recognize the red dress and started making his way towards the girl, who was currently dancing with her visibly drunk friend, another girl who he could not recognize. He thought that she must have been going through something tough for her to be wasted barely half an hour into the party, that, or she had a shitty alcohol tolerance.

The guys had to be wrong, because there was no way the girl that now danced, oblivious to all the attention that was currently on her by almost the whole hotel staff, could actually be you. He had to put Jeonghan's evil and most likely illegal plan to a stop before something bad happened.

Finally, Joshua was able to move past a few more people and reached his destination, wasting no time to grab the girl by the shoulder to make her turn around and face him.

—Jiwon! It's been so...— his words got stuck in his throat when he realized that it was not his ex-girlfriend the one facing him, but you, raising both eyebrows at him in a questioning manner.

Your quick-witted self (that showed up every blue moon) got ahold of the situation in an instant, regardless of having barely picked up the man's face the first time you saw him. —You must be Joshua!— you tried to speak over the loud music, seriously, what was the DJ even thinking?. The guitar player nodded, growing visibility uncomfortable —Jiwon decided to stay at the dorm! She's probably sleeping right now!— you added after noticing how he kept sparing glances at your outfit —She lend me her dress, that must be why you confused me!—

He nodded, now averting his gaze away from yours in total embarrassment; it was a miracle how the RGB LEDs could mask the redness of his ears. —It suits you— he said, but you could not hear him over the ear-piercing music —Sorry for bothering you! I'll go now!— he spoke louder this time, but he left before you had the chance to even decipher his words.

—Poor Jiwon, she won't be happy to know her ex was looking for her— you said to no one in particular, because Chan was at the boy’s dorm, most likely crying himself to sleep, Vernon was standing in a corner sleeping (yes, standing, when we say he can sleep anywhere, it means Anywhere), and Seungkwan had run off to get some free alcohol.

Right now, it was a very drunk Jisun and you against the world.

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—Where the fuck is Soonyoung?— Jeonghan asked for the millionth time that night, his leg bounced nervously in a poor attempt to calm his mind, it was not working.

—Do you guys think he got lost again?— Hyunjin said as she stared intently at the remaining ice cubes in the bottom of her glass, as if she could melt them that way —You know, like that one time when we hosted a tea party to celebrate the first day of spring and he waited for hours at the wrong place?— a few laughs could be heard at the reminder, along with a particularly loud scoff from tea-lover Minghao.

—Well, he better arrive quickly before my arms fall off— Mingyu complained from the other side of the bar. He had been restlessly preparing snacks and serving drinks the whole night, even going as far as to make complicated-looking cocktails; he was truly carrying the party on his back, that must be the reason why his shoulders are so broad.

—Should we look for him?— Heejin said after twenty more minutes of radio silence from Soonyoung.

—This place is huge though, let's just wait a bit more— Joshua said, obviously making up excuses because he was too comfortable in his seat to move a single inch.

—Or he might be taking a big fat shit— Minghao added, not receiving many reactions as the others were uses to his filter-less mouth.

—I need more tequila— Hyunjin sighed loudly before barging into the bar, completely ignoring Mingyu's protests.

And just like that, the group waited until midnight for Kwon Stupid Soonyoung to arrive. Some of them were tired, most had murder and revenge in their minds, and there was Jun, whose mind is a complete mystery.

Where exactly did Soonyoung go?

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❝⭐Five Dollars and a Dream.❞

Soonyoung's plan was perfect: get a degree in contemporary dance, upload covers on YouTube, perform on the streets, ???, become rich, and live in a gigantic mansion with a family of tigers. Well, there might be flaws in his logic, but his passion (and a lucky encounter) will push him to make his dreams a reality.

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