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lightlycareless · 2 months

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Could you please spare some child au or high school au hc? Please I’m so hungry 😔 /hj

Hello dear anon!!

Well, I've decided to write a lil thing for the child au :> It's the au that I have most neglected, mainly because I don't get any inspiration for it 😭 (idk, just... nothing comes to me, you know?)

BUT I did manage to get this, mainly from my experiences... or maybe that was just me. Either way, I remember taking pictures of just about anything and posting them to my myspace (OOOF) soooo........ enjoy :>

warnings: none, fluff. plus a little something I wanted to explore at the end.

Happy reading!

“—A camera!” Naoya grins as he proudly shows off his newest acquisition, a gift from one of his grandparents; the latest digital model found in the market!

And perhaps something the adults might’ve wanted to wait a bit longer before getting, or at least put up some resistance against Naoya’s never-ending fits when it comes to impressing you…

“What do you think? Nice, right?”

You stare at it for a few seconds, before giving him a big, bright grin and a nod.

“Yes!”

Naoya’s heart flutters—his purpose accomplished.

“I knew you’d be able to recognize excele—exclen—excellency!” he boasts, whether he knew the meaning of that word meant or not, is a mystery for both.

“What are you going to do with it?” you curiously ask. You’ve never had a camera, even though you’ve long expressed your interest for it, (your parents were a bit more… sensible when it came to spoiling you.) Nonetheless, what Naoya’s got was also yours, much to their chagrin.

“Take pictures, of course!”

“But of what?” you pout, frowning.

There’s actually so many things he wishes to do with his new camera, things that he’s partially done already, from taking pictures of the new figures he’s got from his favorite anime to the drawings he’s been slowly working on to impress you…

However, he had a reputation to maintain, and such, he gives you the response he thinks will make him look the coolest, straight from Naoaki’s —his oldest brother— book.

“I don’t know, just, whatever I guess.” He shrugs, copying every mannerism, down to the tone, to impress you.

But to you, he only appeared absent-minded, as if he was foolishly failing to realize the great opportunities having a camera presented!

And thankfully, you’d come to his aid. Unknowingly creating a win-win situation for the two.

“Oh, I know! We can take pictures of us doing cool poses!” you grin. “Like the ones in my brother’s posters!! Or that anime you were watching the other day!!”

“That girl group?” Naoya twists his lips, not very… fond of your idea at first, until the frown on your face rectifies his response. “I mean—If that’s what you want…”

Of course, what he said wasn’t what he felt, for the moment you grabbed his hand with your soft one, tightly holding onto him as you led him towards your room, he was nothing but willing to do what you desired.

He’d silently observe you take out a few of the magazines you managed to sneak out of your brother’s room (Ren’s very aware of it, he just lets you keep them, happy to share his enjoyment for the Spice Girls.) and get ideas of what poses to replicate—down to the smallest details.

Naoya’s commitment had some limits, though.

“I don’t know if I want to do that one…” Naoya murmurs, slightly embarrassed, fearing what he’ll look like before you if he accepts…

“Why not? I even got the clothes!” you encouraged. Kind of. They’re your best attempt at something like that. It’s the thought that counts, though.

But in the end, you let Naoya not take part in the activity, solely because he got an even better job to do—that is, being your own personal photographer.

A camera is something that you’ve always been allured to, especially the instant ones where you can get the picture immediately after, so to hear that your best friend is getting one, and that he’s more than happy to share this adventure with you, is like a dream come true!

So, the two begin to take all kinds of pictures, with just about any pose you could think of, and landscapes to choose from; getting more and more ideas the longer this photoshoot went on.

Eventually, Naoya would also feel comfortable enough to take pictures with you; although truth to be told, he was hoping to get one either way, realizing that by doing this… he’ll have a piece of you to take come.

The thought of keeping your adorableness through pictures is enough to fill his heart with this growing sentiment he has yet to discover as love—or perhaps completely understand, achieving so until much older…

When he isn’t fretting about your increasingly worrisome choices, that is.

“Take a picture when I’m jumping down the edge!!” you’d say. “I’m going to do this cool pose like in Naruto, so be ready!!”

“Y/N, wait!” He cries, camera unprepared, while fearing for your wellbeing. “What if you get hurt?!”

“I’m a ninja! I can’t get hurt!”

The number of scares you’d put him through that day are ones that he’ll never forget, the mere thought of them enough to send shivers through his spine…

But even then, he didn’t complain much. Because he was nothing but happy see you smile and laugh, proof that his decision was the right one, yet again, just to show how well he’s gone to know you—already planning what to get when you eventually grow tired of the camera…

If he doesn’t destroy it first when his brothers eventually discover his embarrassing photos.

“Naoya, come here please!” You’d call from another room, a request that was immediately granted just a few seconds after when he crosses through the doors.

“What is it, my love?” Naoya asks, throughout the years, his determination to please you has never dwindled.

“Look what I found!”

“Oh, its—”

The same camera he got all those years ago, the first one he’s got. A relic of his childhood, in other words.

“The camera, that one! Remember?” you say. Rummaging through the moving boxes has been quite nostalgic as of lately, but you never expected to see something so… ancient, no offense meant. “Wow, can’t believe it’s here…”

“Me neither…” Naoya says, somewhat… nervous.

“Think it still has pictures from back then?”

Naoya immediately turns red.

“No!” he shrieks, making you raise an eyebrow. Did you forget, perhaps? “I mean—It’s old, who knows if the battery or memory are any good.”

“Let’s find out then!” you grin, quickly standing up to look for a compatible charger.

Naoya tries to stop you, kind of; he doesn’t really put that much of a fight whenever he sees you this enthusiastic, although he wishes he could’ve for once, considering how anxious he felt for the impending moment the camera turned on and revealed all those embarrassing pictures he innocently took back then.

To when you giggle graces his ears, amused by his antics…

But when the camera beeps on, he’s received with… well, nothing. Just silence as you diligently flick through the photos, each one received by your intense gaze that makes him wonder if perhaps the camera didn’t work anymore…

Until noticing the fluster in your cheeks, then did Naoya dare to ask what’s wrong.

“Y/N, is… everything ok?”

“Naoya… did you really… keep all these pictures?” you ask, slowly turning around to see him, revealing your burning face.

“I… did.” He silently admits, unsure where this is going, but convinced it wasn’t good. “I… well, you liked them, so I thought I’d keep them, in case you wanted to see them again, of course. I didn’t know you wanted me to… delete them.”

It’s funny to see that even when married, Naoya is just as anxious when it comes to openly expressing his feelings—he’s gotten better at it, of course, the two were now living in the same house together, hoping for a baby…

But maybe it’s the inner child in him, the one that never got to express his feelings back then, didn’t know how. Even though he wanted so, so much.

Which is coincidentally, the same reason that made your breath hitch to your throat, heart skipping a beat when realizing that Naoya, all this time, has…

“—You’ve always cared for me, haven’t you?”

Naoya blinks, caught off guard by the direction this conversation was heading; but even then, he nods, admitting what you confessed.

You knew that already; you wouldn’t have married him if that wasn’t the case.

It’s just that… to be reminded that Naoya always had your wellbeing in mind, probably since the moment he met you… melted your heart.

Truly, you had found your soulmate.

“Enough to even… take these silly pictures of me!” You add, it’s your turn to be embarrassed by all the goofy pictures you made him take; you knew you were nothing but a child back then, actions like these more than expected, but now that you were an adult… you can’t help but wince, covering your cheeks with your hands as you continue to fret. “Oh my god, Naoya—how did you even put up with me back then??! Seriously, look at this one!! It’s all coming to me now—I think I got hurt, didn’t I? Or at least that’s how it felt…”

“I guess I just liked you too much.” He says, a smile on his face.

“I guess you did.” You giggle. “Guess you must’ve had it real bad if you were willing to make silly faces with me! Though you looked far cuter than me, but then again, you were always good-looking.”

“What are you on, love? I don’t think either of us looked good.” he snickers, leaning down and looking at the camera. “Definitely not you on that photo.”

“Hey!” you gasp. “No need to go that low!”

“Or what?” he smirks. “Gonna make me take more pictures of you?”

You gasp. “I’ll take this as blackmail, then!” and then, you stand up, sprinting past the door and away from him, hoping to get a copy of these pictures onto the computer and let your evil scheming commence.

“Huh?! No you’re not!” Naoya says, running right behind you, eventually catching up to you and taking the camera away from your hands.

But you meant no harm, of course, not when the presence of them filled the two with nostalgia, fondly looking back to the moment the two were nothing but kids, yet, unknowingly fated to be with one another.

It’s always meant to be that way; to be happy together, whether in the past, the present, or the future.

One the two have yet to create, now as a family.

Which neither could wait for it to happen.

Naoya and YN growing to be together is the ultimate endgame. I will not discuss otherwise :) also, Naoya might be holding onto those pictures in hopes of showing them off to their future daughter, just to get back at her (Naomi is not thrilled, at all. It's probably the first time she thinks of her parents as weird)

Oh, I hope you enjoyed this little thing 🥺❤️ thank you so much for sending in this ask, the child au is 😭 the fluff I need amongst these times of angst haha.

Anyways, I will try my best to write the Naoya b-day one shot :> In between requests and updates.... you know... eheh.

Thank you so much for your patience, take care, and hope to see you soon ❤️❤️❤️

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lcvesjj · 7 months

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Hey! I hope you're well and I hope you're taking requests!

I was hoping you could do a Chris Alonso × fem!reader?

Maybe something with angst and end fluff where the reader is busy with day to day errands and suddenly they are in danger and SWAT are sent to handle it? Maybe Chris and the reader are already dating? The plot is up to you!

Thanks again!

Title : Safe - Chris Alonso x Fem!Reader

Warnings : reader is being followed and is attempted to be taken hostage?? (Idk what else to call it I'm sorry-), angst (but it all ends fluffy), Chris is a huge softie here (might be slightly ooc)

A/n : SUHHDJSND I literally screamed after seeing this ask bc I’ve wanted to write something for Chris for sooo long! Thank you for this request! And I hope this is alright :) Requests are currently open! This was written in a rush since I'm trying to catch up on some requests so it's not the best 🥲

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Getting out of bed in the morning gave you such a bad feeling as if something terrible was supposed to happen but you just brushed it off as anxiety.

The feeling got even worse when you walked out of yours and Chris’s shared apartment. It was like someone was watching you- the thought of you being followed by someone crossed your mind but you just brushed it off thinking that nothing bad would happen. Chris taught you some simple self defence moves, so in your mind you felt safe- like nothing bad could ever happen to you.

Driving towards the store you listened to some music while thinking about Chris, the two of you planned to go on a nice date tonight after she was done with work. Which made you really excited since you loved spending time with her and it was a little rare that you both had enough time to go on a proper date.

Looking back into your front view mirror you frowned. Why was there a big black van constantly following you? What could they want? You decided to send Chris a short text saying “Sorry to bother you but I’m omw to the grocery store but there a black van constantly following me. What should I do now?” Hoping she’d see it soon and respond quickly. The gut feeling got even worse, seeing as the van was still there.

After arriving at the store parking lot you parked the car, locked all doors and decided to call Chris and ask what to do since you felt unsafe and couldn't think clearly due to all the nerves and stress you felt. Hearing the phone go to voicemail you decided to head inside of the store and maybe ask someone who works there for help. Which wasn't the best idea but you were to scared and stressed to think clearly.

What you didn’t know is that Chris had seen your texts and your call and had alerted the team about your text, since they were currently searching for a group of people who would follow and then kidnap their victims. One thing that all of the victims had in common was that they were somehow related to police or swat officers which made it even dangerous.

After hearing the alert that you might be in danger they quickly geared up and drove towards where your last seen location was. And while you were walking towards the store you heard loud and fast footsteps behind you. Hearing the telltale sirens of the Black Betty you tried to walk faster until you felt someone grab you and pull you back. That’s when the 20- David Squad arrived and all aimed their weapons at the person who was holding you back.

Seeing Chris’s and the rest of the teams expressions while they yelled for the guy to let you go. You didn’t think twice and with all of your strength you punched back your elbow into the stomach of the guy who was holding you, which took him by surprise and you managed to get away while Street and Hondo cuffed the guy up while yelling something at him. You couldn't make out what they were saying since your ears were ringing and your whole body was trembling.

Chris ran up to you and grabbed you into a tight hug while rubbing your back and whispering over and over again that you're safe and that he won’t hurt you or anyone else anymore.

You leaned into her touch and held onto her tightly while trying to take some deep breaths to calm down. After a while you stopped shaking and slightly pulled away from her. “Thank you.” You breathed out. “No need to thank me, I’m just doing my job and my duties as your girlfriend. Are you okay?” She asks while softly brushing the hair out of your face. “Yea I think I’m alright just a little shaken up.” You say while leaning into her more. Chris pulls you in again and kisses your forehead. “I love you Y/n and you made a good call by texting me.” She smiles softly. “I love you too Chris.” You say sighing in slight relief. You held onto her for just a little longer to fully calm down. “You’re safe now and I won’t let anyone or anything hurt you.” Chris whispers to you softly before placing a gentle kiss on your lips. That’s when you knew you were safe.

BONUS PART : (later that evening)

Later that evening you and Chris were walking by the beach laughing at the stories Chris was telling about the pranks Street had recently pulled at the SWAT HQ. Laughing while walking hand in hand you smiled widely before pressing a small kiss to Chris’s cheek. “I love you so much Chris and thank you for the amazing date and for saving me today.” You said while smiling softly at her. “Of course mi amor. I’d do anything to keep you safe and happy.” Chris smiled at you before pulling you into a soft kiss. “I love you too.” She adds with a soft grin. You were safe.

#swat x reader #chris alonso #chris alonso x reader #swat cbs

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sovereignjojoz · 2 months

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Distraction

Pairing: smoke/Tomas x reader, I don’t even know if I can tag this Bi-Han x reader because it’s not, but just know Bi-Han has complex ambiguous feelings towards the reader that even I don’t know?????

Summary: The grandmaster disapproves of smokes lover for some reason unbeknownst to them, so he tells them to end it. Two endings.

Warnings: angst but there’s also a separate comforting ending, one mention that reader wears a dress, self-loathing reader in the angst part.

Notes - this was going to be more angsty originally I just couldn’t picture a meaner scenario, because smoke is too nice so I just lessened the angst to something bittersweet (cry) (I want to write something gut wrenching) anyways might write something for syzoth/Bi-han next idk. Requests are always open!!

Bi-Han, the ever stoic Sub-Zero, found himself in an unexpected dilemma, and it was all Tomas’ fault.

Or more specifically your fault.

Recently, Tomas had gotten a lover. Although some may think otherwise the grandmaster was not adverse to such things so long as they didn’t become a distraction.

You were a distraction.

You couldn't be more different from the warriors of their clan. You were like a breath of warmth in the icy corridors of the Lin Kuei compound, bubbly, kind-hearted, and devoid of combat prowess, you stood out like a flower in a field of snow.

While smoke was smitten with your gentle nature and somewhat naivety, Bi-Han couldn't shake off his disapproval.

Your unfiltered presence felt like a disruption to the disciplined order of their lives, a stark contrast to the solemn silence that usually enveloped the Lin Kuei.

Even now he could hear Tomas trying to hush up the sound of muffled laughter and giggles from the other side of the compound, was a place of komat and violence really a place for laughter to make home?

The grandmaster often tried to keep his distance as a result hoping that the incompatibility of you in their lifestyle would become increasingly clear, yet it had been months and it seemed as though you had no intention to leave Tomas’ side.

He didn’t understand what Tomas saw in you, of course your exterior beauty was clear to all (although Tomas wasn’t one to judge on appearance alone) but you were a non fighter. Bi-Han likened your presence to a fragile glass sculpture delicately balanced on the edge of a precipice, it was as though you needed a box to protect you from the harshness of the compound as it seemed as though a mere wispre could shatter your delicacy - and they were never one for whispering.

Perhaps Tomas could be considered the box you sought out, a sanctuary where you could retreat from the harshness of the world and cocoon yourself in layers of protection, so not to mar your fragile heart.

Yet was Tomas considered capable? Many occasions he’d returned home bloodied and bruised, wracking your heart with grief where you should have been finding solace. Sniffles and sobs lined the walls of the corridors while smoke tried his best to be comforting. He knew how this song and dance played out, a few forlorn touches whilst being patched up then the distress would cease (and in its place came the sound of affection).

Such a cycle will be futile for the one who is considered soft hearted, would it not? With enough pressure even resilience can shatter.

He supposed that was the good thing with his younger brother, he never put pressure on you which is why you were always able to be somewhat resilient and converse freely with him.

He was a firsthand witness to this many times and coincidentally one of those many times he overheard you two freely conversing was currently taking place.

“Tomas please don’t,” you begged loudly, and pouted willing him to look you in the eye.

When it came to many things Tomas was strong willed, but you were his one exception, you’d leave him inexplicably weak “pretty, you know I have to, water is quite literally gushing out of the chamber you stay in.” He countered as he pulled you along behind him.

You made a dismissive gesture with your hand, “But you know that is no issue to me, in fact it will just be like sleeping on a water bed.”

Tomas chuckled heartily, “you’re funny you know baby. Okay then it’s not an issue with you but it is an issue with me, can’t have you getting sick.”

You tried to hold him in place by hugging him, “my immune systems is top notch you know!” But he just threw you over his shoulder with ease and continued walking. “Besides can’t I just sleep with you?”

He felt your smaller fists pound on his back urging him to let you down, it was akin to a marshmallow pounding on wood. “You know I would love that but the grandmaster forbid us from sharing a room because of last time.”

You rested your face on his head sighing, “it was your fault, you were the one who squealed.”

He pinched your hip lightly, although it was enough to make you involuntarily yelp. “Let’s not forget who bit me.”

“Hey you knowingly signed up for that when we started dating.”

He flashed you a smile as he threw you down on the couch and brought out an imaginary key to lock you up with.

You gasped betrayed, “I know I know, ‘m sorry! I didn’t want to have to resort to this but your presence is too captivating, just give me three minutes my angel then I’m all yours.”

You relented beckoning him to go on so you could brood whilst you waited for him, the grand master watched this whole debacle go down and decided to make his presence known.

His presence startled you leading you to jump up upon his entrance, “good evening grandmaster.” You palmed at your dress in a state of nervousness.

The tall male eyed you up and down, “where is Tomas.”

“Smokey-” a disapproving frown crept onto his face, you cleared your throat, uncomfortable, “Tomas just left.”

He clicked his tongue, annoyed. “Yes that is evident, to where.”

You bit your bottom lip “he, um, went to the bedroom to fix a broken tap.”

His eyes flickered to you, a harsh glare almost making you want to flinch, “everything in the lin kuei compound is made to perfection, how did it break.”

You took a couple steps back as his proximity slightly intimidated you, “we shared a bath together a-and I must have splashed around to much, I’m really sorry grandmaster please don’t blame smok-”

“Enough.” His glare was enough to silence your nervous rambling. “Sit. I’m going to speak to Tomas, do not disturb us.”

It seemed as though you wanted to say something but you held yourself back deciding to sit down like he instructed you (good choice).

When Tomas heard footsteps approaching he initially thought nothing of it, thinking you had tired of being by your lonesome and wanted his attention again.

Then he heard the heaviness to the footsteps, those weren’t your delicate footsteps.

He used his vestment to wipe the sweat off his brow before answering the door.

“Grandmaster.” Tomas greeted.

Bi-Jan forced his own entry into the room, locking the door behind them, tension hanging thick in the air.

Smoke tried to read his expression his but it was unreadable, although it seemed like a form of inevitable confrontation was about to occur based on the face he was currently making.

“Is there anything-?”

“You are becoming reckless Tomas.”

Smoke furrowed his brows in confusion, he had no idea what the grandmaster was referring to. “What?”

“You broke a tap.”

Tomas rubbed his nape sheepishly, “technically you could say that, but I’ve already fixed it.”

Bi-han stepped closer to smoke, “It is beyond unacceptable.”

“It was a mistake.”

“Do we tolerate mistakes?”

Smoke had a lingering suspicion this issue ran deeper than the tap, of course Bi-Han would be displeased about his broken tap however he seemed to snappy for the issue to just be about the tap.

“We don’t but [name] didn’t mean to-?”

“Answer.”

“No?”

“Yet irregardless of that you did not show up to morning training.” A look of recognition flashed across smokes face, “as your grandmaster that will not be tolerated. You must end your relationship with [name].”

A look of disbelief overcame Tomas’ face. “What? Where is this coming from, why would I do that?” He asked, hurt seeped in his voice.

Bi-Han pinched the bridge of his nose and exhaled, “[name] is a distraction and a liability, if [name] were here now your focus would slip and you would struggle to focus on anything else evidently shown by the way you missed morning training.”

“That was my own decision.” Tomas answered defending you from Bi-Hans criticism, “[name] only asked if I would join, I was the one who said yes full well knowing about the training. If anyone is to blame it’s me.”

“It doesn’t matter Tomas. The fact you even said yes proves how far gone you are. [name] is not a warrior nor a medic but a weakness, an attachment to you that makes you vulnerable and puts us all at risk.”

Tomas’ jaw clenched in frustration, “Grandmaster please excuse me but you have no right to judge. You do not understand what you are talking about, [name] is not my weakness.”

“You are being selfish in your pursuits Tomas. Perhaps if she were a warrior there would be room negotiate but someone so tenuous is pitiful.”

“Then forgive me for being selfish grandmaster but I will not relent.” Tomas turned sharply on his heel to exit the room.

Angsty ending

“You will. If you dare to disobey me then take your stuff with you because you will no longer reside here.”

Tomas stopped in his tracks, his hand shakily hovering over the door knob.

He knew he had no more room to argue but he wanted to, more so than ever since it was a battle between his head and his heart.

Tomas threw his head back, exhaling angrily through his nostrils, then he pulled opened the door brashly and stormed out.

He rubbed his hand over his eyes, cursing under his breath.

“Smokey?” He saw your head appear into his view from around the corner, “is everything alright?”

“Yeah.”

“Are you sure?” You wrapped your arms tightly around his middle hoping to comfort him, “you seem tense?”

Smoke said nothing and just pulled you close with a desperate longing that was almost too tight. There's a sense of safety in the closeness as your breaths synchronise with his. You frowned pitifully and pulled his head down to your shoulder, gently caressing his hair.

“It’s okay.” You kissed his cheek.

“It’s not.”

“You can tell me what’s the matter?”

He lifted his head up trying to maintain his composed mask, “Bi-Han wants us to break up.”

Your shock lead your grip to loosen on him however he reacted quickly putting it back where it once was.

“Oh.”

He ran a hand through his ashen hair, “don’t worry, we’re not breaking up I’ll just deal with the consequences.” He spoke attempting to give you a reassuring smile but it came out more wry.

It was quite hard to process your current emotions but you were trying your best, “what are the consequences?”

“I’m out.”

Shock painted your face, “you can’t do that this is your whole life, you love it here.”

He brought your hand to his face, “I also love you.”

“I know.” You sniffled and tried your best to wipe the unruly tears that slipped out of the corner of your eyes.

You sighed. “He hates me, right? I must have done something again and now he’s had enough of me, it’s all my fault, I-I’m so stupid-!” You hit your head twice before smoke caught your hands and held them together tightly.

“stop it.”

Despite your hands being bound, you got past him and manage to wrap your hands around his blade, “what if I just cut my hair or if I talk less, I’ll change whatever he wants, I’ll study everything and become more proper…I’ll do anything to make him like me more for you-” smoke tuned out the rest of what was being discussed as he felt you trying to pull the blade towards your hair, he knew irrationality was getting to you. You tried your best to overpower him yet you knew it wouldn’t be possible, he was a warrior you were nothing.

The blade flicked out of your hand and made a small gash on your cheek, but the wound stung more from your saline tears than the actual sharpness of the blade.

His thumb wiped the blood and tears off of your soft skin, “it’s okay, you’ll be alright and I don’t care what he think I like you how you are, I never want you to change.”

“Well that would be good if the grandmaster didn’t hate current me that you love. Why does he hate me, he probably has a good reason anyway…All I want is to be with you…nothing else. but I’m not going to hold you back regardless.”

Smoke purses his lips. He had no answer for you, he couldn’t quite wrap his head around what the grandmasters peculiarity with you was or where this sudden snap came from, he didn’t want to doubt his grandmaster but he felt like there was more to this so called ‘dislike’ if he could even call it that.

His head was a mess.

“There is no good reason.” He didn’t answer your question, instead he just pulled you close into his embrace.

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s not your fault Tomas.”

“Yeah but still, it’s not fair. You shouldn’t doubt yourself like this thinking it’s your fault and our relationship shouldn’t be ending. Period. I should be able to do something but…If only things could have been different.” Or the grandmaster could have understood instead of being an arrogant ‘know-it-all’, “then…” the words died out on his tongue.

Your lips sadly turned upwards as you stroked his cheek, “but they’re not so there’s no time for lamenting, so I guess this is goodbye Smokey.”

As you took your hand away from his cheek he immediately felt the loss of warmth, replaced with a coolness he didn’t think he’d ever be forced to get used to.

But at least his heart was ignited one last time seeing you smile, even if it was in sadness and not long lasting, it would be a while before he let that smoke fizzle out.

“Goodbye sweetheart.”

Comforting ending

Before you were even aware of what was happening to you, a tug of your hand was pulling you forward leaving you stumbling to catch up with your feet.

“Tomas? Where are we going?”

He continued walking at a brisk pace, not stopping till you were outside the compound, “just for a walk, need to let some steam off.”

“You need to cool off some smoke?” You joked laughing at your pun.

That managed to crack a small smile from him, “and Bi-Han wants this to end,” he muttered under his breath.

You tilted your head at him in a curious manner, “what?”

He stopped beneath a tree, decorated with soft glistening snow on top of the wooden branches. He tuned towards you and squished your cheeks together before giving you a soft kiss. “Don’t worry.”

“Okay!”

You couldn’t figure out what it was but he was heavily concentrated on something in the distance right now, his face was clouded by a far a way look till he abruptly turned to face you. “Hey, do you want to get married?”

You gasped surprised, “really? You’d marry me!”

Smoke grinned enthusiastically, “would I? Of course I would!”

You jumped on him to excited to contain yourself making him stumble backwards before he steadied himself and you, “okay! It would probably only take me like two days to find a dress and we could just go down and sign the documents unless you wanted to have a big official thing but I’m not sure how that would-”

He pinched your lips while laughing to silence your rambling, “how about now?”

“But we have nothing I-!”

He cut you off once more, “we don’t need anything, just us, it will make it special! sure it will be informal but only us two will get it!”

“Here look,” he grabbed your smaller hands in his larger coarse hands, “[name], may I be forever yours.”

“Yes, you may Tomas.”

He grinned and pulled his face towards you, giving you a tender and lasting smooch. “Now we’re married!”

“You hit him lightly on his shoulder, “you were meant to wait for me to repeat it!”

He pulled you down to the floor, making you sit on his lap, “M sorry, ‘m sorry! I couldn’t wait.”

You sighed content, laying your head on top of his muscular shoulder, “it’s okay, you have forever to make it up to me.”

His lips curled upwards as he rested his head on top of yours.

Yeah, forever sounds nice.

#mk1 x reader #mk1 x you #smoke x reader #smoke x you #tomas x reader #tomas vrbada x reader #bi han x reader #does that even count??? idk #this should have been more angsty but I’m too weak for smoke #was bi-han sabotaging was it just dislike what was it…we’ll never know even I don’t know #not my best work tbh #but I’m trying to post more regularly #smoke angst #Tomas Angst #mk1 angst #still getting used to writing smokes character

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rreeaahh · 9 months

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Green eyes VS green badge | R. A. B.

Second chapter of "One way ticket" | Ch. 1

pair> regulus black x lestrange! reader | > mentions of james potter x reader | > james potter x lily evans

summary> the hate between y/n and regulus is hidden from anyone else, but maybe his actions combined with a heartbreak aren't the best outcome for y/n

word count> 2.7k

warnings> regulus being a jerk, again? reader being kind of a teacher's pet? mentions of discrimination based on blood purity; nothing else, in my opinion, feel free to tell me if i should add anything!

a/n> THIS WAS WRITTEN IN ONE GO, HOLY SHIT. I DID NOT PROOFREAD IT. thank u guys for all the support showed here<3 its crazy, honestly. the tag list is open for this series, so feel free to send me an ask or a comment of you want to be added! also, i have a thought and idk, i'd make this idea more detailed but on wattpad, and keep it a little shorter here, what do you think?

There were four simple rules that Y/N needed to follow since she could talk and understand what she was being told.

The first one was that she could never, ever in her whole life disobey her father – he was the only one who cared for her, for her future, for her dignity and he was the only one who wished to see her become a strong and powerful witch; that’s what he claimed, at least.

The second one was that she was not allowed to ever question the Dark Lord’s word – her father said that Tom Riddle, his old friend, was the one who told him to keep her, to raise her and protect her as a father should. In other words, she has a dad because a bald snake-looking man said she was worth the effort.

The third one, one with a great significance, was that she should not interact with Mudbloods more than necessary – which was, in her opinion, pretty confusing, given the fact that Voldemort himself was a Half-blood. But, she could not put that problem to a question because she would break rule number one and rule number two at the same time.

The last one was simple – don’t be a disappointment, don’t ruin the family’s image.

And that’s how she lived her life until her first year at Hogwarts. That’s when she started to disobey her dad by giving up on rule number three and talk to all her colleagues – nothing more than acquaintances, though, because the other Purebloods could mock her for doing so. She learned that everyone should be treated equally, no matter the blood that was running in their veins – they were all wizards, after all. That’s a reason she got close to James Potter last year, in her fourth one. The older boy was shocked to see a Slytherin act that politely towards a first-year Muggleborn Gryffindor and jokingly asked her if she was sick. He said she was not like the others. He said she was quite nice.

They had a few other accidental meetings in the hallway, and without realizing Y/N started to get nervous around him; her heart would beat faster when she’d hear his voice in the Great Hall and her cheeks would burn when she’d wake up from another dream about him – that was her first crush ever. While at the final party of the year, where only a few Slytherins were invited – it was hosted by the Marauders, after all – Y/N was kissed by James. The party was at the end, she wanted to leave and he offered to walk her back to the Dungeons. It was the best night of her life, she finally felt seen, heard, liked. Maybe it was because of their encounters, maybe because James could see behind her social mask or maybe it was simply because of all the firewhiskey and beer, but he kissed her. He really kissed her, right at the door of the Slytherin’s common room. He grabbed her waist, cupped her cheek and even groaned against her lips when she gathered the courage to put her hands in his dark curly hair. He smiled at her and wished her a great summer, and then walked off backwards, still watching her.

That’s why she was excited all summer to get back at Hogwarts. That’s why she was determined to learn more about Muggleborns, to change her life and morals. That’s why she started fighting her father when he’d open the topic of marriage – James was, of course, a Pureblood, as Cyrus wished for his only child, but he was also a blood traitor. She never told her dad about him, but she wouldn’t even once let him get the idea that she was willing to marry one of his friends’ sons. They were all pricks, and she was only thinking about James.

That’s why her heart broke on the train – he wouldn’t even look at her. That’s why now, a few days after, she still looks like the train hit her. That’s what she thought, at least, because everyone else complimented her new jewelry, her hair, her nail polish, every stupid and insignificant thing. Her eyes had dark circles under them, her skin felt strange and her appetite was nowhere to be found.

“Don’t you like the porridge?” asks Evan and points to her bowl.

His sister, Pandora, gets her head out of the tarot book and scoff in disapproval. “Could you mind your business, Evan?” She should be at the Ravenclaw table, but she really likes to spent time with them.

Y/N only smiles to them and pushes away the bowl. “You can have it, Evan, I’m not that hungry,” she winks in his direction and starts writing on her parchments again.

Because that’s what she does – that’s the only way not to look at the other side of the room, at the Gryffindor table. She studies over her Potions’ notes, her first class from that day. Professor Slughorn announced another meeting of the Slug Club and her new goal was to get invited, again. There are a few girls that get to be invited to those dinners, and Y/N was one of them but Horace liked to see new faces from now and then.

“You really want to go,” mutters Bruce Mulciber, looking at her with a bored expression. Edmund Avery hits his arm in a not-that-subtle manner and smiles at her widely.

“Have I ever told you how beautiful you are while studying, Y/N? So smart,” the boy says and winks in her direction.

“How disgusting,” Pandora whispers at their behavior. Y/N nods her head and smiles politely to Edmund, while wishing she could slam his head to the table until she’d see blood. But that would definitely against any existing rule – both Hogwarts’ and her father’s.

She gets up and starts gathering her belongings, taking a last sip from her tea cup. “I have to go, guys. Evan, I’ll see you in Potions, right?”

“Yeah, I have to wait for Regulus, though,” he informs her and grabs her porridge bowl, smiling thankful in her way.

Y/N laughs and grabs her parchments, drinking the remaining tea in her cup. While at it, a body slams into hers and the contact makes her to drop the tea on her notes, her white shirt and her shoes. And there’s silence.

“Sorry,” says in a blank tone no one else than Regulus Black. His uniform is perfect, his hair is put in place and he even got the chance to get away from Y/N before any drop could be on him. “I didn’t see you there.”

She wants to shout. She wants to scream at him, grab her wand and curse him. She wants him to be as embarrassed as she is now, wet and watched by the entire dining hall. But she can’t. She got her father’s temper but she learned from him how to handle it. She needs to handle it.

“Regulus,” she says in a happy tone, “Evan was waiting for you,” it’s the only thing that comes out of her mouth as she looks only at him. Not at her housemates, her friends, or even over her shoulder at the boy who froze there with his friends, who are laughing at her.

“Yeah, I know,” he mutters. “Let’s go, Rosier,” he demands in a now friendly voice. “Horace is waiting in the classroom; he probably wants to talk about the Slug Club.”

That’s when Y/N forgets about everything and in the silence of her mind there is only Regulus’ voice. He probably wants to talk about the Slug Club. Still with a smile on her face, she gets her robes from the bench, wave goodbye to her friends and starts walking away. She cannot resists the temptation and looks at the Gryffindor table. He’s there, with Sirius on his left, laughing with his friends. After she leaves the Great Hall there’s a feeling of pressure on her whole body. Was he laughing of her? He could never, right? She was quite nice, after all.

Before entering the Potions class, she stood there for a few minutes, calming down. Now she’s putting on her dark robes, the silver snake shining on the green badge. As she’s buttoning it up, the steps of her colleagues echo through the dark corridor.

“There you are, Y/N,” sights Evan. He’s followed by Barty Crouch Jr and Regulus, who watches her like she’s sick with a blood curse. “You went ahead without looking back.”

“Oh, yeah, I got to make sure my robes cover the whole…” she looks only for a second at Regulus, “tea accident.” She says it while chuckling, like it was just a silly little accident which could happen to anyone. But not anyone would get away clean like he did after that kind of an accident.

“And yet you look worse than before,” Regulus speaks and his eyes points at her now clearly stained shirt. “Let’s go, boys, I’m sure Y/N knows how to dress herself,” he scoffs and smiles to her.

The other two boys follow him along and she sits there, blood boiling in her veins. Her anger is born because of two persons – her father, because he’d kill her if she was arguing with another Pureblood in public, especially Orion Black’s son, and Regulus Black, for being such and arse.

Horace Slughorn, however, didn’t seem to be that preoccupied by her entrance. He greeted her and went on with his lesson and for Merlin knows what time she finds herself thinking about Regulus, and how she’d strangle him with the tie around his neck if given the opportunity. Regulus has that power, to awake something in her that only wants to hurt him, to make him suffer and get out those cold eyes – maybe she could make a pair of earrings out of them. He was right besides her, sitting with Evan while she tried to ignore Barty’s jokes about their professor. Sometimes, she wishes so much to be away from them – she feels suffocated to be near them at school and also at home, when her father would take her with him at different events, but there’s no way that she could cross his word. You will act nice towards any pureblood kid, they are the only ones that deserve it – they are you only equals.

“That’s all for today, my dear students,” announces Slughorn and claps his hands together. “You have to write an essay about today’s lesson, in order for me to see that everything was very clear.”

She puts away her quill and ink and starts rolling the parchments that she took notes on. Barty plays drums in the wood of the table and Evan hits him behind his head with his notes. The two of them laugh and she can’t help but her Regulus’ scoff at their silly action.

“Oh, Mister Black, Miss Lestrange, could you stay for a little? I have something to tell you,” Slughorn says happily and goes over to his desk at the front of class.

“Yes, professor,” they both say and get up. They both also look at each other, eyes burning with annoyance.

“We’ll see you outside, ok?” asks Evan.

“Go on, don’t wait,” is the only answer he receives from Regulus before he goes first to Slughorn, Y/N right after him.

“Oh, my two favorite students!” the professor says as they remain alone in the classroom. “I hope the first days where excellent, kids.”

“Of course, sir,” Y/N smiles and Slughorn can’t help but lays his eyes a little longer on her, on her clothes. She was the only one that wore the robes during class.

“How are your parents, hm?” His question sits uneasy on them both. Y/N does not look at Regulus, Regulus does not look at Y/N – they both hope the other one will talk first.

And because she remembers her father’s words, she opens her mouth. “My father sends his greetings, sir. He got me a new potions book that I’ve read over the summer,” she says and accepts happily the proud nod from her professor.

“Very good, I’m pleased to hear that the vacation didn’t stop your liking for studying,” he laughs in a soft manner. “Right, Regulus? Miss Lestrange here sure is a great housemate, keeping our pride safe,” now is the Horace Slughorn, Head of Slytherin, that’s talking.

She sees with the corner of her eye that his body tenses. “Of course, professor,” he forces himself to say.

“Right,” Horace claps his hands together again, excited. “You two are the brightest students in my house, that’s the reason I’m sure you two will be also the brightest Prefects that Hogwarts has and will ever see!” He hands them the green badges, the word PREFECT being written on it with silver letters. “I’m sure you’ll make me very proud, children,” he says.

“You can be sure of it, sir. We’ll do our best,” Y/N smiles and looks at the metal badge from between her fingers.

“That’s all,” the professor says. “Come on, go to your business, I have another class now.”

She bites her tongue and smiles polite at him, before turning around.

“What about the Slug Club, sir?”

Regulus Black was not the most talkative person Y/N knew, but he sure was stubborn.

“Oh, Merlin, I nearly forgot! Of course, Mister Black, you and Miss Lestrange are more than welcome, I thought that’s already settled,” he said and smiled at them – Horace Slughorn wanted to make sure that the kids of two important families in the Wizarding World liked him as a teacher.

As soon as they leave the class, Regulus scoffs, the sound echoing in the corridor. “Maybe you’ll learn how to dress now that I’m forced to spend even more time with you.”

His voice is mocking, rude and teasing. Now that they’re alone, they can finally act how they really wish to. Y/N grabs the wand from her robes’ pocket and points it at Regulus, who’s now pressed against the stone wall and grins at her.

“If you ever try to outsmart me again, Black, I swear I’m gonna Crucio you,” she spats the words in his face and only for a second Regulus’ face drops, his eyes looking at the tip of the wand before returning at her face.

“Only if you’d be capable of doing something like that, you pathetic try of a witch,” he says and grabs her wand, pushing it away from his face.

“You really have a death wish?” she asks annoyed by his eyes that watch her with superiority, his curved lips that laugh at her.

“Careful, Y/N, you wouldn’t want you-know-who to find out what a brave and cruel witch you are, right? He may like it,” he laughs and walks away from her, leaving her alone at the door of the Potions’ class.

For a moment, she’s alone. And there’s silence. She looks at the green badge in her hand and exhales all the air in her lungs. And then, there’s laughter. And there’re steps which walk in her direction, and she wants to leave but she freezes pressed against the wall, right where Regulus was only a moment ago.

James Potter is walking beside a ginger girl; tall and beautiful and dressed in a red uniform, matching his. He makes her laugh as she’s playfully hitting his arm, telling him to stop. Y/N just stays there, and James doesn’t even seem to notice her. But the girl does – Y/N recognizes her as Lily Evans, the Muggleborn girl in James’ year. Lily’s green eyes watch Y/N as she sits there, badge in her hand, and the older witch smiles at her. She ignores James for a moment, giving Y/N a thumbs-up before pointing to her red badge, which had written HEADGIRL on it.

As they enter the room, Y/N starts walking away. She feels sad, maybe, heartbroken, even. She’s not sure. But she’s sure that she’s furious, angry, mad. Her father was right. Mudbloods and blood traitors deserve nothing.

And that’s only because James Potter picked the green eyes over the green badge.

#slytherin #angst #hogwarts #smut #regulus black #regulus x reader #slytherin reader #the black family #x reader #one way ticket #lestrange reader #james potter x reader #james potter x lily evans #the marauders #marauders era #sirius black #remus lupin

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gay-dorito-dust · 3 months

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Hey I’m the anon that asked if you write for Tekken 👉🏻👈🏻 I always like the grumpy x sunshine trope, and I was wondering if you can write headcanons for Kazuya with an s/o like that? Very soft, sweet, affectionate, I feel in a way it would also be funny 😆

Idk if this is what you wanted but I have it my best shot. 🦦

Not me back on my Brutus and Pixie agenda (seriously it’s my favourite thing to reference at this point.)

All I’m going to say is; it’s not easy showing kindness to a man who had been so vastly removed from it from a young age, and the only memory he has of experiencing such kindness was from his mother; which in of itself was merely candlelight in comparison to the suffocating darkness.

So needless to say if you keep at it, not showing agitation or anger towards his inability to see your acts of kindness towards him as just that; pure acts of kindness. Then Kazuya will slowly -baby steps mind you, extremely small baby steps- begin to believe it to some extent.

Everyday is an uphill battle but you were willing to fight it forever without ever showing an ounce of fatigue if it meant earning Kazuya’s trust. Something that he one day noticed and will- in his own unique way- show his gratitude for sticking by him for as long as you have.

Let’s hypothetically say he came back injured, you naturally wanted to help him but much like showing affection or acknowledging how he felt towards you, he will have those walls up again faster then you could blink. It’s just natural for him this way to never pay any mind to the ‘weaker’ side to himself and reject any and all notions that could possibly end up in him becoming ‘soft’ and ‘pliable’ for those who might have it out for him.

So imagine the feeling of achievement you’d get the moment Kazuya let’s you tend to his wounds, listening silently as he slowly began to open up to you, even if it was a little bit, it was still something to celebrate for the both of you; especially when going forward into this relationship where you’d gradually bear your entire heart to the other, letting them see the most vulnerable parts of yourselves and silently praying that the other doesn’t destroy you with it in the future…

And imagine how nice it was to be hugged by a pair of strong arms, held against a firm chest by powerful hands and just finding yourself melting into him…smiling softly at the fact that Kazuya wanted to hold you out of his own accord. Feeling protected from any and all harm that could come your way. It was enough to make you want to cry but instead you smiled brightly and told him how utterly proud you were of him for taking the first step, for taking a chance on something he was once so vividly against.

This man looks like he’s never be told that someone was proud of him ever in his life. So hearing someone who had nothing but the most wholesome of intentions with him say it? He’s not going to know how to react, but from the way his grip on you would tighten slightly told you more than enough as you reminded yourself to keep reminding him how proud you were.

Is it a stretch to say that he would be protective? Especially towards the person who had shown him their truest self and shown him how being in love and being loved don’t inherently make you weak or lesser than, boldly proving him -a man dead set in his ways- wrong on several occasions and him not feeling an ounce of anger but instead a weird sense of relief? So Kazuya will want to keep you away from the shadier side of things in the instance that he might not always be there to ward away unwanted attention.

He may not say it aloud but then again why would he when his actions were loud enough for you to understand their intentions, no matter how few and far between they might be but at least you knew that he would stand by you and keep you protected by any means necessary.

He just has a fear of loosing the one good thing in his life because of who he was; For if he were to loose you then everything he originally believed would then become truth, that it would become reality.

The fact that you were both opposites would be made apparent in everything that you did but that’s what made your relationship work when in any other circumstances it probably wouldn’t. However it only made your appreciation of the other stronger than before.

It’s not perfect, not that I’m saying it ever was, but ultimately the hardships are what made you treasure your relationship with the grumpy man even more. You didn’t try to change or ‘fix’ him because that was not your job, you’re not fixer and you knew that as much as he did and instead you -with your unwavering kindness and gentleness- had let him taken his time with getting to a level of comfortability with you where he knew he could relax beneath your touch instead of flinching away.

You soothed his scarred heart whilst also loving it unconditionally without feeling the need to change it to fit your fantasy.

#tekken x reader #tekken x y/n #tekken imagines #tekken imagine #kazuya x reader #kazuya x you #kazuya imagines #kazuya imagine #kazuya Mishima x reader #kazuya Mishima imagines #kazuya Mishima imagine #kazuya Mishima x you

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pepsiboyy · 3 months

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starboy part 1

P1 P2

pairing: y/n x chris sturniolo

summary: y/n, born and raised in los angeles, moves across the country to boston. when she feels like she has nobody, she makes some new friends at her new job. she grows particularly close with the sturniolo triplets, where she finds a lot in common with one of them.

warnings: just cursing

lowercase intentional!!!

author's note: hii! this is my first story on here and i hope it goes okay?? idk i suppose we will see where it goes. thanks a ton for reading!! let me know what you think! sincerely, apollo <3

my head smacked against the car window, causing me to immediately lift my head and blink a few times.

"morning, y/n. sleep well?" my mom carefully stated while looking at me in the rearview mirror. i shrugged and tried to keep my eyes opened as i watched all of the unfamiliar buildings pass by.

everything was so different here.

a few weeks ago, my mom received a job offer here in boston. our family didn't particularly struggle with money, but if she wanted to keep her job, we had to move.

me, on the other hand? i couldn't believe what i was hearing when she sat me down at the dining room table. "what do you mean we're... leaving?" i felt my hands shake. sadness? anger? i couldn't even tell.

"well, i got a job offer-" she started, but i immediately cut her off with my hands slamming against the table.

"fuck your job offer, what about everything we have here!? my friends, my job... everything?" i shouted, my voice beginning to shake towards the end.

"language," my mom started, but let out a deep sigh, "i understand your frustration. that's why we're waiting until you graduate."

i let out a shaky sigh at the thought. this wasn't fair. my best friend was still in los angeles, harper. she was my best friend since childhood, and leaving her hurt more than anything i could even describe.

"we're here," my mom breathed, looking at me through the rearview mirror. i could tell she was trying to read my emotions, sadness in her eyes. i stared at her for a few moments before opening the car door and stepping out quickly.

"wow, it's gorgeous." i heard my father say, his arm wrapping around my mom's waist as he kissed the top of her head. i felt myself physically cringe as i grabbed my bags and a few pairs of shoes that didn't fit within the bags. i looked at the house in front of me.

it was pretty nice. fairly homey. very different from our house back in california. i took in a deep breath before beginning to walk towards the door.

my room was pretty nice, i had to admit. it was a little bigger than my room back at home- or.. what was home, i guess. i laid against my bed and stared at my ceiling before standing up.

while i was packing, i applied for a few jobs here in boston. a lot of them turned me down as i only have a little bit of work experience, but what can you do? i guess. i got accepted by a grocery store though, one i hadn't seen before. it was called star market? we didn't have those on the west coast, but they're pretty popular here. the pay was minimum wage, but it's a start. it didn't really matter to me. anything to get me out of the house and just do something. get myself out there.

i let out a deep sigh and closed my eyes. with every thought racing through my head, finally i managed to let my mind rest and slowly drift into sleep.

"y/n, are you sure you'll be okay?" my mom mumbled, carefully touching my hair and fixing the loose strands. i chuckled softly and nodded. "i'll be fine, just a bit nervous. new place and new job." i mumbled, playing with my fingers. my mom nodded.

"i understand. you'll do great. just talk to your coworkers, maybe make friends?" she asked, smiling. i sighed.

i know she's simply trying to help, but it's hard. i had a perfectly great life in california and i feel like i'm being forced to restart completely.

"right." i replied, letting out a sigh before stepping towards the door.

my earbuds were playing music as i walked. i didn't have a car yet, so.. i had to walk. it's right down the street, so no biggie. in broad daylight, i didn't see it as a big deal. i hummed as i turned a corner, and sure enough, it really was right there. i crossed the street and approached the doors, blinking a few times.

so this is my new job. it looked a lot nicer in person than in the pictures. that made me feel a little better. i walked in.

"hi, umm... my name is y/n.. it's my first day?" i mumbled shyly to the older lady standing at the front. she looked me up and down. i swallowed and gripped my backpack's straps, looking around. why was she looking at me like that.

"you're y/n y/l/n?" she started to smile, and i felt a wave of relief wash over me.

"yeah," i smiled softly back.

"cool, let me call nick over." she told me before turning away and beginning to say something into her walkie.

after a few minutes of awkwardly standing with my hands in my pockets.

"hi-"

"oh fuck-" i gasped, turning around and grasping my chest. my eyes widened as i shook my head, "oh god i'm sorry- i didn't mean to say that, you just scared me," i breathed, smiling softly.

the boy laughed softly and shook his head. "oh, girl you're completely fine, i'm the same way," he chuckled.

i smiled softly. i then gasped and quickly held out my hand. "my name is y/n, it's my first day." i looked up at the boy with the nose ring and curly hair in front of me. i assumed he was nick.

"hi y/n, i like your name a lot. it's pretty! i'm nick. lose the formalities, let loose, you're good." he smiled and shook my hand softly before pulling away and beginning to walk away. i followed.

"are you from around here, or?" nick asked, turning to me and beginning to walk to the back.

"ah, yeah.. i uhh, moved here from los angeles, actually." i scoffed.

nick seemed to throw his eyebrows up as he turned to me. "los angeles? really? i've always wanted to go, i've been like once but... i still want to go, doesn't change anything." he smiled before he quickly turned to me. "sorry, it's probably like... not that special to you, but," he shrugged, "it's across the country. i mean, culture shock.... is that a real thing?"

i smiled brightly. something about the way nick spoke to me so casually was really comforting. "oh, it's definitely a real thing."

as we walked towards the back, we passed a boy with similar hair and features, and i blinked at him before i shrugged it off and kept following nick. nick seemed to notice this though, and smiled. "that's my brother, matt," he mumbled, and i smiled and nodded. "you two look really similar." i replied, before we came to a stop.

"this is where you'll clock in every day. just type in your employee number and tap clock in," he told me as he demonstrated. i nodded carefully. "it's totally normal if you don't remember your numbers, i wrote them down for you." he handed me a sticky note. i smiled and folded it, putting it into my clear phone case.

"i appreciate it, thanks." i smiled.

"and that's how you do it," nick stated confidently.

to be brutally honest, i was still a little lost. we kept just talking about life, random things. i found out nick and i got along really well, and we were the same age.

"i appreciate you walking me through everything," i breathed, rubbing my arm. as we walked back to customer service, i noticed a boy with longer brown hair kneeled down and putting some things on a shelf. i could hear the music playing from his earbuds from here.

nick looked at me and smiled. "oh, and that's my other brother. chris." he smiled. i blinked at him. "you guys all look the same," i started, and he stopped me. "yeah, we're triplets." he chuckled. my eyes went wide as i smiled softly. "wow, you don't see that every day." i chuckled and walked past chris.

"matt, this is y/n. she's gonna be working up here at customer service with you." nick told him, and matt turned to me with a soft smile. i smiled back at him.

"hi, i'm matt." he mumbled, holding out his hand. we shook hands quickly. this guy was so shy but he seemed cool, too. "hi, matt." i smiled at him.

the day went by surprisingly fast. i talked a lot with matt, and found out that we have a lot of similar tastes in music and style. "you should talk to my brother chris, he likes that a lot too," he would tell me. i felt like he said it every other sentence, actually. "wow, i really gotta meet this chris guy then, don't i?" was how i finally responded.

matt nodded with a warm smile. "yeah, you do." he smiled.

he helped me a lot with customers throughout the day, and learning the system. he was very helpful, and the way he spoke with customers was kind of admirable. i was excited to be as knowledgeable as he was to those who needed it.

"what do you drive?" he asked me after helping someone, and i blinked. "oh, i don't drive- i walked here." i smiled at him, but my smile dropped when i noticed him look at me with shock, and some worry. "you walked here?" he asked, blinking a few times. i shrugged. "yeah, my house is literally right around the corner.

"i can take you home, i wouldn't walk around at night," he stated firmly, looking at me with only seriousness. i smiled softly. these guys were really nice. "i'd umm.. i'd like that, actually." i smiled.

"matty-poo, are you clocked out yet?" a voice rang in the distance, very similar to his.

"i told you to stop calling me that, chris. have you met y/n?" he questioned, smiling at him. i looked over at chris and felt like i might stop breathing in that moment.

he was stunning. and he may have looked nearly identical to the other two, but something about his hair and the way it perfectly fell on his head, the way he was dressed so laid back and clearly himself yet still appropriately for work.

"y/n?" i heard matt say as i turned quickly to him and then back to chris. "oh, right, sorry. hi, name's y/n," i chuckled shyly and held out my hand. chris, instead of shaking my hand, dapped me up and snapped softly afterwards. i chuckled. i didn't know people did that in boston, too.

"hi, i'm chris." he smiled softly.

"i gotta finish cleaning up a few things here, if you and y/n wanna head to the car? we're giving her a ride home." matt mumbled as he was getting the trash together. i offered to help, but this guy insisted on doing closing duties for the night.

"oh okay sick, sure. come on, y/n." chris stated and began walking towards the car, pulling his hoodie over his head. i followed closely behind him. it was sort of awkward at first, but i heard his music again and smiled softly. i tapped his shoulder, indicating i wanted to tell him something.

"poppin by yeat?" i asked, and he blinked a few times, fully putting his earbuds away and into his pocket. "damn, you listen to year?" he smiled and put his hands in his pockets.

i chuckled and shrugged. "i dabble. i listen to whatever sounds cool." chris smiled. "good taste." i nodded as we approached what i assumed was their car. a kia sedona. simple, but perfect for them, i thought.

chris leaned against the side of the car, and after some thought, i leaned against the car beside him. "the stars are really nice here in boston, much easier to see than in los angeles." i chuckled. chris looked at me as he hadn't heard the rundown yet. "you're from los angeles?" he questioned, and i nodded softly. "that's sick." he stated and turned back to the sky. "me and my brothers have always wanted to go." he smiled softly to himself.

i chuckled and nodded, having heard a few times but decided to keep my mouth shut. "it's nice, but i guess because i'm used to it, it really isn't that exciting." i hummed. he seemed to understand what i was saying.

we sat in silence for a few moments before he turned to me. "why'd you move?" he asked, and i scoffed. "i um.. my mom got a new job. just like in the movies." i mumbled with a soft laugh, and chris smiled at me. "you graduate?" he asked, and i nodded. "yeah, left a week and a half afterwards." i mumbled. he frowned. "i'm sorry to hear," he replied, and i smiled at him. "don't be. i appreciate it though." he smiled softly. "yeah, no problem."

we sat in silence before he turned to me and popped open his airpods case, motioning it towards me. "airpod?" he asked, and i smiled and carefully took one, placing it in my ear. i checked them beforehand.

he put on music and we sat in silence and listened to his playlist. without a doubt, we had the same taste in music.

"y/n!!! how was your first day!!" nick shouted from the distance as he ran towards their car, making me smile brightly.

the car ride was peaceful, i sat beside nick in the backseat while matt drove and chris accompanied him in the passenger seat. chris and matt argued for about five minutes before we left about who would have the aux, and i smiled when chris got the aux and put on a song i was fairly familiar with.

"and then a left here," i stated, humming softly to the music. i saw matt shoot chris a glance, resulting in chris smacking matt's arm.

"aaand it's here," i smiled and sat up, waiting for matt to come to a stop before undoing my seatbelt. "i really appreciate you guys for today, thank you for helping me today and making me feel at home." i smiled gently. "i'll see you guys tomorrow?" i mumbled, and matt shook his head. "nick and i are off tomorrow, but chris will be there." he mumbled, and chris gave me a big thumbs up. i smiled softly and nodded, waving and jogging to my door.

considering the store closed at midnight, it was about 12:45 by the time i got in my room and sighed. my parents were asleep. i looked around and hummed to myself.

i'll unpack tomorrow morning, i thought.

i changed and laid in bed in my pajamas, staring at my ceiling. i really did have a great day, but chris and the way he just seemed to understand me really struck me. i looked at my hands and sighed softly.

no way i have lived here for two days and already find a guy cute.

i let out a deep, hefty sigh, pinching the bridge of my nose. i'll see where it goes, i thought.

and with that, i slowly fell asleep, looking forward to working with chris tomorrow.

HELLO PLEASE LET ME KNOW WHAT U GUYS THING i feel like i rambled so bad in this??? this is my first thing i've written in a long time and it's very much like..... a pilot? it really goes through the reader meeting the triplets and going through the first day - i APROMISEDJGKSAJDFG it gets more interesting UGHHH ok happy 5am goodnight <333 sincerely, apollo <33

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lunabug2004 · 12 days

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I watched The Eclipse (the series) and OMG I'm in Love?!?! ⚠️ SPOILERS ⚠️

Ya'll I watched The Eclipse the series over the last few days and... omg. I have so much to say so buckle up. Obv there will be spoilers! I also wanna mention that this will be full of very biased takes because I absolutely fell in love with Akk soooo imma be defending him.

Now that that's out of the way, first, can we talk about the couples? FirstKhao's chemistry?! I know I'm late to the game but man they blew me out of the water!!! They were so cute and wholesome (dw I've seen the OF edits, ik they're not always this way lol) and Akk and Ayan just pulled me all the way in! They both deserve the world and I will not hear otherwise! Now, the side couple, KanThua, were not my cuppa tea. I love Neo, I haven't seen anything with Louis in it but he's a good actor from what I've seen, and they look cute together, but they just didn't snatch me up unfortunately.

That leads me into the second topic, the plot (this is where it gets long, strap in). I believe this is the main reason the side didn't snatch me. They were definitely given the short end of the stick (this is before I found out that I hate Thua with a passion but we'll get to that). I would've loved so much more buildup than what we got from them. Thua's storyline just felt kinda off to me. We saw his stepdad say one or two messed up things to him, which ya eff him for that, but every other time he was pretty nice??? Maybe I'm just missing something but idk. Also the whole "Bruce Wayne" thing was eh to me. Kinda cute, kinda weird.

Now, Akk and Ayan's storyline???? Sign me uppppp! I love everything about it! I love that they are so there for eachother and literally picked eachother up off the ground mentally so many times. They need eachother and you can absolutely feel it. Then, also their individual storylines are just amazing. My poor babies. Ayan and dealing with his uncle's death and witnessing the terrible things at the school and getting bullied by the teachers and his declining mental health. Akk dealing with the manipulation of the teachers and his need to prove himself and his need to put everyone above himself and his declining mental health and ugh... sorry I could talk about Akk for ages, ya'll know how I get with my babies lol. All this to say I definitely came not knowing what to expect but stayed for Akk & Ayan.

The general storyline is... a doozy. The whole curse thing was so interesting and then it just... wasn't. But at the same time it was??? Idk it's so hard to place how I feel about this part of the plot. I don't understand the whole thing with Teacher Chadock's confession and that somehow affecting what was going on? Like sir, you still manipulated kids (specifically Akk) into doing awful things, I don't think all that happened is an excuse for that at all? Yes, it sucks and never shoulda happened but like... why act like that towards the students this whole time? And he didn't seem to show much, if any, remorse for his behavior either so... idk.

Now... let's get into ep 11 and Thua's whole thing. I will never ever ever forgive the character of Thua for what he did. I don't care how right he was (which he mostly wasn't), I don't care if he was speaking some facts, you don't ever out somebody like that!!! Esp as a character who we know has faced such bad discrimination and bullying for the same effing thing!!! It makes absolutely no sense and there are no excuses! The fear in Akk's eyes... ugh I wanted to punch Thua so bad ngl. The way that he also isn't even right about Akk 'creating the curse' and doesn't mention that he himself continued it after Akk saw the error of his ways and stopped. He made himself out to be squeaky clean when he honestly had the most blood on his hands after this whole thing. When he was cheering the episode before about finding the "one responsible for the curse" IT WAS HIM! AKK HAD STOPPED AT THAT POINT SO IT WAS ALL HIM! He also wasn't telling the truth when he said Aye was covering for Akk using their love as a cover! At first Ayan wanted Akk to tell everyone what he did... but then he saw what a fragile state of mind Akk was in and decided to try a different approach. Thua should've gone to Akk and Aye himself, he had no right to say anything he said without knowing the full story!!! THEN HE JUST IS FORGIVEN!!! NOO! I know that it's because of the cuts they had to make that we don't get to see the characters forgive him and whatnot but I don't care. He. did. not. deserve. to. be. forgiven. No one is changing my mind!

I could go on forever tbh so let's move onto the third topic... the pacing. I know this is the main complaint for this show and rightfully so. I really really wish they would've gotten the 14 episodes they were hoping for instead of the 12 they got. The pacing is just out of wack. The first half-ish is beautiful.... then it drags (slightly).... then it's rushed. Just disappointing, but not anyone's fault. The crew apparently thought they were working with 14 eps, we can't blame them, and we definitely cannot blame the actors.

Fourth, and final, topic: the acting!!! Uuuugh, ya'll! I'd seen Khao in a couple things and First in Not Me, but this is by far the best I've seen of them! They showed all the emotions and omg these dudes are professional criers, how are they both so good at it?! Btw, I see people talk about Khao's acting more than First's I feel like (could just be what I see idk), but First snatched me up! He killed every single scene, give me chills multiple times (Khao too obv) and showed Akk's character development flawlessly! All the supporting actors were obviously amazing too (special shoutout to my boy AJ cuz I love the twins)!

Anyways, if you sat through this half-rant, half-review, congrats! I honestly love this show and it's for sure going to be one I rewatch all the time and try to dig deeper into Akk's mind every time lol. Also if you read all of this and I didn't touch on something you wanted or you're just curious about my thoughts on anything (seriously anything at all), feel free to comment or repost or send me an ask, I don't mind!

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dreamy-jaeger · 1 year

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I Know the End | Ch. 2

Zombie Apocalypse!Au, Older!Grumpy!Eren x Sunshine!Reader

Content: Reluctant traveling companions to lovers, Slight age gap, found family, eventual smut so Minors - DO NOT INTERACT.

Chapter Summary: As the night continues, everyone gets to know each other just a little bit more.

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A/N: omg chapter 2 is here!!! idk if I’m going to be able to keep up with a weekly release so don’t get too comfortable hehehehe, but i had this chapter all ready to go so i thought, why not post it! I hope you enjoy!! I want to thank the beautiful wonderful fantastic @emepe for beta reading this (as she does for literally everything i write) she is a genius so if you haven’t already please check out her wonderful blog :)))

chapter 2

Eren’s P.O.V

The cabin was quiet. Not suspiciously quiet. But it was the first quiet afternoon that Eren had witnessed in years. These days you were lucky to go even one minute without hearing the horrors of this world. And now here Eren sat, getting whole hours filled with those sweet, silent minutes. Save the interruptions that were gifted from the crackling fire he had started up in the stone fireplace and the occasional creak of the floorboards that filtered in through the kitchen door, no doubt coming from the stranger that had infiltrated their refuge.

It was safe to say that Eren was reluctant to let this woman stay the night. Which was the nice way of putting how he felt about it. He was so close to ending her life. To rid himself of yet another burden. But something stirring deep in his stomach forced him to hold back. Maybe it was the idea of murdering a woman who did nothing more than help them. Or maybe it was the words she used. Or the way she felt under his arms…

Or maybe, he didn’t want to be stuck with her damn dog if he did kill her. Surely Gabby would’ve made him keep the thing, not wanting her to be without an owner. And no matter how many different endings to this encounter he had thought through, whether the woman stayed alive or not, he knew that the dog was now a nuisance in his life. At least for the time being. Confirmed by the way the dog sat up straight, posted in front of the door, her eyes trained on him from the other side of the room.

“Fucking creepy ass dog.” He muttered under his breath as he stared back from his spot on the couch. His arm outstretched on the back of the furniture, his knees spread, giving barely any room if someone had wanted to sit next to him.

“What was that?” Gabby asked, her eyes flicking up from the comic book in her hands, her legs dangling off the side of the plush armchair that she had perched on the moment that Eren gave her the signal that they were in the clear.

“Nothing.” Eren told her. The young girl narrowed her eyes at him. Surely knowing he had more to say about the situation they found themselves in. All these months together, from the moment he found her abandoned by her own group, she had found a way to read through the rough interior he had built up over the years. She opened her mouth to call him out on his bullshit, something she had a knack of doing, but before any snarky words could leave her lips the kitchen door swung open.

“Good news, Eleanor, these people had a dog.” Y/N grinned as she practically skipped into the living room, various cans collected in the crooks of her arms.

Ellie finally stopped her staring contest with Eren, bounding up to her owner and jumping at the sight of food.

“Nothing for humans unfortunately.” She told the rest of the room, setting the cans she collected onto the dining room table that sat in front of the window overlooking the meadow. “I think someone might’ve broken in through a window or something. Raided through this place and took all the good stuff”

“That’s fine.” Eren said, “We have our own rations.”

“Good, ‘cause Ellie doesn’t like to share.” She teased, turning towards the backpack she discarded by the front door, procuring a metal dog bowl from its confines. Eren rolled his eyes as Gabby snickered into the pages of her comic book.

A flash of silver glinted throughout the room, Y/N’s knife reflecting light gifted by the fire as she punctured the can of dog food. Scooping out the entirety of its contents, the sludge plopped into the bowl, sounding completely unappetizing to anyone who wasn’t a dog.

“Eat up, sweet girl.” Y/N cooed softly as she pushed the bowl closer to her companion, who dug into the food without hesitation. Eren didn’t even realize he was watching her until she spoke again. He quickly averted his gaze to the fire, not looking up until he felt her presence shift into the empty armchair that sat directly in front of the couch. He chanced another look at her. Luckily she was preoccupied with another can she must’ve gotten from her backpack, the label advertising the Sweetest Peach You’ll Ever Eat.

“Do you want some?”

Eren stared too long. She held up the can with a raised eyebrow, as if that was what caught his attention.

“No.” He said curtly, looking back at the fire.

“How about you?” The woman turned her attention towards the kid.

“Are those peaches?” Gabby sat up straight, her interest piqued. Comic forgotten as it slid to the floor.

“They sure are.” She laughed, “You interested?”

“Fuck yeah!” Gabby exclaimed, greedily snatching the can from Y/N’s outstretched hand. She didn’t bat an eye at Gabby’s abrasiveness. She simply laughed, sitting back in her seat as she watched the teenager indulge herself. Eren had to give her props. He definitely wasn’t as forgiving when he first met her.

“Don’t fucking swear.” Eren grunted towards the girl.

“Such a double standard.” She said through a mouthful of peaches, passing the can back to Y/N and rolling her eyes in the process. “And you know how I get around peaches.”

“You like them?” Y/N asked, interrupting any snide remark Eren had, tilting the can towards her lips so she could have a taste herself.

“They’re my favorite.” Gabby told her, crossing her legs beneath her, the leather surface of the chair squeaking as she did.

“Mine too.” Y/N smiled at the girl after she swallowed. “I have a couple of cans if you wanna take one.”

Gabby’s eyes lit up, her mouth opening to express some form of gratitude. Eren interrupted her before she could.

“Are you sure you wanna give up your supply like that?” He asked her, eyes narrowed. Y/N raised a shoulder in a half shrug.

“Why not?” She responded, “I have plenty where that came from. It’ll lighten my load.”

“You don’t have to do that.” Gabby piped up, seemingly remembering her manners in a matter of seconds and perhaps finding fault in her eagerness to take someone else’s rations from Eren’s question, “Food is a hot commodity these days.”

“Don’t worry about it.” Y/N assured her, “Besides with any luck I won’t have to worry about food for much longer.”

“What, are you planning some sort of suicide?” Eren deadpanned. Gabby’s jaw dropped, her eyes widening at him in disbelief. He didn’t notice her warning stare, his eyes trained on the woman in front of him.

“I was thinking murder-suicide.” The woman smirked without batting an eye, “Much more classy, don't you think?”

“She’s kidding.” Gabby laughed nervously as she noticed Eren’s jaw clench, and then in a hushed tone towards Y/N, “You’re kidding right?”

“I’d be dead if I weren’t, wouldn’t I?” She responded, nodding towards Eren’s hand, which hadn’t moved from the gun that sat on his waist the minute he had sat down. “I think your friend might have a sense of humor, after all.”

“I wouldn’t be so sure.” Eren murmured, flexing his hand over his gun, making sure the woman noticed.

“Aren’t you just a ray of sunshine?” Y/N articulated, sarcasm dripping from her words.

“As opposed to your cynicism?” Eren retorted. “You know I’m surprised that you made it this far, with an attitude like that.”

“Oh and you survived on what?” Y/N questioned, “The stick up your ass?”

“Okay!” Gabby interrupted, jumping up from her seat, garnering the attention from everyone in the room before a full on shootout transpired in the small cabin, “Let’s change the subject.”

“Why won’t you be needing your food?” Gabby then asked, sitting back down on the chair, her feet planted properly on the floor this time, just in case she needed a quick getaway.

“It’s where I’m headed.” Y/N explained, “I heard there’s a safe zone in Shiganshina. They have food, walls… everything.”

“You really believe that?” Eren scoffed, crossing his arms, “Every government sanctioned safe zone was torn apart within a week of this starting. You’re not going to find anything.”

“That's the thing, it's not the government.” Y/N replied, making it a point to ignore the rudeness in his tone. “This one was made by people. People just like you or me. Remember what I told you? The best things that happen are when we come to work together. It’s the best chance of survival.”

“How do you know this place even exists?” It was Gabby’s turn to question her, though she had far less skepticism in her voice than her older counterpart. It even sounded like there was a hint of hope in her question.

“Word of mouth.” Y/N said, a tad too vaguely for Eren’s liking. She seemed to have noticed his disinclination when she continued on. “It’s not much to go off of but it’s better than just wandering around out there trying to find new ways not to die.”

Silence fell over the room at her unexpectedly morbid choice of words, a contradiction to the usual carefree demeanor that they had gotten used to during the short amount of time they had spent together. Y/N was the first to speak up again.

“I think that safe zone might be the only chance to actually have a future.” She said softly. “If you want to join me?”

Gabby looked at Eren, something flickering behind her eyes that gave him an uneasy feeling in the pit of his stomach.

“We’ll take our chances.” He said simply, hoping that the finality of his words would end the conversation.

“You really want her to grow up like this?” Y/N asked, taking Eren by surprise. His eyebrows knitted together, letting the question hang in the air. He was a little pissed off that she was acting like she knew what was best for the kid, as if she had any right to put in her two-cents. But what ticked him off even more was that she might be onto something.

Sure, the two of them had made it this far. They were used to the lifestyle, coming and going and never truly having a place to call home. Surviving was second nature. And Eren seemed to have a certain knack for it. But even he knew that their luck would eventually run out. And he couldn’t keep both the girl and himself alive forever. Maybe this offer that was being handed to him so effortlessly, was something worth taking.

“Like I said, there's a future there for her.'' The woman spoke up, pulling Eren away from his thoughts. Then added, with a teasing tone, “And who knows, maybe there’s one for you too, old-timer.”

“Old-timer?” Eren scoffed through Gabby’s laughter that pierced the room. Though he was slightly grateful for the distraction from making any big decisions. “I’m not that much older than you.”

“I’d say you’re at least a decade older than me.” Y/N said, trying to hide her grin. “Give or take a few years.”

“I’m thirty-two.” Eren snapped, weirdly becoming defensive over his age. Something that he had never felt the need to do before. It was as though he needed to prove something to this woman, who was now staring at him with an amused expression.

Y/N clicked her tongue in feigned disappointment, “Four years off.”

“How old are you?” Gabby asked, clearly too lazy to do the math. Even if Eren had been taking the time to teach her throughout the quiet moments of their journey. Though, she did always hate when he forced her to answer complicated math questions while they traveled through the countryside. She would complain about why she would ever have the need to know multiplications when they should be focused on surviving. Eren always argued that it was best to keep a sharp mind.

“Twenty-six.” Eren answered for her.

“You must’ve been young when this whole thing started.” Gabby said, thoughtfully.

“I was eighteen.” Y/N shrugged, “Not as young as you were, I’m sure.”

“I was six.” Gabby confirmed, her voice small, her gaze finding its home on the toes of her boots.

Eren watched as Y/N’s eyes softened towards the young girl. It was obvious what she must have been thinking. That six was far too young for anyone to survive in this world. That there must be some unimaginable horrors that she must have seen for her to be alive today. A subject Eren knows all too much about since getting to know the girl. Though he found that all out by happenstance and context clues. He wasn’t the type of man to pry into someone else’s backstory. And it seemed that Y/N was the same way. Any question she might’ve had was kept to herself as she glanced over at Eren, their eyes meeting. An unspoken sense of understanding bouncing between their irises.

They were interrupted by the sound of Ellie’s claws clicking against the wooden floor.

“Finished eating?” Y/N said to her dog, reaching out her hand to pet her head as she expected Ellie to stop at her side. Strangely enough, the dog barely glanced her way, she just padded along, not stopping until she jumped on the couch, turned in a circle to find the most comfortable position and then slumped down with a huff next to Eren, who stiffened at the dog’s presence.

“Traitor.” Y/N scoffed, shaking her head. Though she seemed unsurprised when Ellie chose to sit by a stranger they just met rather than her.

“I think she likes you.” Gabby laughed.

“The feeling is not mutual.” Eren asserted, his voice low like he was being acquainted with his worst enemy. Both Y/N and Gabby laughed, not realizing he was serious. Or maybe they did and that’s what made it so funny.

“She’s always been like that.” Y/N told them, turning back to her forgotten peaches.

“Like what?”

“She finds the person who likes her the least in the room and then sticks to them like glue.” Y/N explained, “She was like that with my dad.”

“Your dad didn’t like her?”

Y/N’s lips turned up in a small smile. “Nah, he only pretended to hate her. Deep down I think he really loved her. He was secretly a big old softie. I think Ellie can sense stuff like that.”

“If you are insinuating that I’m a ‘softie’...”

“I don’t know, I think she might be onto something.” Gabby giggled.

“Don’t worry, I’m not insinuating anything.” Y/N said, lifting her hands up in reassurance, “Though the dog is never wrong…”

“Okay, I’m done with this.” Eren chided, standing up from his seat on the couch, Ellie’s head lifting up in curiosity as he did. “I’m going to check for potential points of entry. You two would be smart to find something useful to do.”

“Back to business.” Gabby grumbled, rolling her eyes as he crossed the floor. His heavy footfalls caused the cabin to creak and groan under his boots.

“I saw that.” Eren snapped before disappearing into one of the random doors that led to rooms unknown.

Y/N’s P.O.V

“Is he always like that?” Y/N asked, nodding her head to the door that Eren just left through. Gabby looked towards the direction in which she gestured, an indignant sigh escaping her lips.

“Pretty much.” Gabby responded, slumping in her seat, not at all taking Eren’s orders seriously.

“How can you deal with all that?” Y/N questioned, holding out the can of peaches towards the younger girl. Gabby looked at her apprehensively, as if she was unsure if she should take more of the woman's dinner.

“I’m full.” Y/N reassured, “You can finish them.”

“Well I wouldn’t want to waste any food.” Gabby rationalized, causing a chuckle to fall from Y/N’s lips as she eagerly grabbed the can from her. Wasting no time to tip the sweet fruit onto her tongue. Any decorum lost as she spoke through a full mouth, “And, don't get me wrong, there are some days where he annoys the hell out of me… but he’s a good guy.”

She swallowed at her food thickly. Y/N almost thought she was going to choke. But that wasn’t the case. Maybe it was just hard for the girl to admit. Which was proven to Y/N when Gabby’s demeanor shifted into something more serious.

“He’s kept me alive. Which is saying a lot since I annoy him most of the time too. I’m surprised he hasn’t ditched me.”

“You guys aren’t related?” Y/N asked, but she was pretty sure she already knew the answer.

“No.” She explained, and Y/N would have been fine if she stopped at that, she wouldn’t want to force the kid to talk about things that made her uncomfortable. But maybe something about the older woman had gotten Gabby to trust her, it took Y/N by surprise when she kept speaking.

“I was— I had… gotten separated from my group. I was alone for maybe a week or two when Eren found me in an abandoned warehouse. I didn’t have much food so I was practically dying of starvation, I couldn’t put up much of a fight. He could’ve killed me… or at least kept walking. But he decided to help.”

“You must not annoy him that much then.” Y/N offered. Gabby blew air out of her nose in silent laughter.

“Trust me I do.” Gabby said, “I make a point of it.”

Y/N laughed at that. “Good, it’ll keep him on his toes.”

A grin was shared between the two of them. A moment noticed where they had found a kindred soul. It was strange for Y/N. It had been a long time since she had made a friend. And she never would have expected that her first friend in years would be a teenage girl. But she could already tell that they would get along just fine. Maybe she could get along with Eren too, if this girl was his saving grace.

“It’s obvious that he cares about you a lot.” Y/N observed.

“Really?” Gabby asked, almost as if she didn’t believe it. Y/N wondered if she would even believe that he had a knife to her throat only a couple of hours before, in the name of her protection. She obviously wouldn’t disclose that information with the girl, knowing it might upset her. But Y/N couldn’t hold a grudge against Eren for his actions. She understood exactly what brought him to do it. Y/N nodded with a soft smile.

“Yeah.” Y/N replied, “I can tell he’s a good guy.”

“I was under the impression that you didn’t really like him.”

“I don’t.” Y/N admitted, “But like I said— the dog is never wrong.”

Eren’s P.O.V.

He had walked into a bathroom. Though it seemed his exit had ended with a dignified resolution (or a dramatic flourish as Gabby would put it), he felt foolish as he stood there, barely anywhere to move in the small tiled-room. The closer the walls were the bigger his ego felt. And Eren hated it.

But since he didn’t want to admit defeat and go back into the living room, he decided that there might be something useful in here. So he pushed away any frustration he felt from the previous conversation and pressed on.

The metal of the faucet lever was cold on his fingers as he flicked it on. Nothing came out. Which wasn’t a surprise, clean, drinkable water hadn’t been easy to come by during these times. But Eren still had hope that one day, in one of these abandoned houses, his luck would change. Looked like it wasn’t today.

Next was the cabinet behind the mirror, picked through from the looks of it, the only thing that was left were some stray cotton swabs. An annoyed sigh fell from his lips as he let the cabinet door swing shut, the mirror rattling a bit as it fell back into place. His eyes met his own in the reflection.

It’s been a long time since he observed his own features. Vanity was one thing that had to be quickly forgotten if you wanted to survive. He never cared much for his looks, but damn, he has seen some better days. Now it made sense why Y/N thought he was so much older. He looked so tired and… angry. And the few stray gray hairs that were strewn throughout his hair did not help. Nor did the five o'clock shadow. He ran a hand over his mouth, feeling the rough skin under his palm.

Eren examined himself for only a second longer, before shaking his head and crouching down to see if there was anything under the sink. There wasn’t much there either, save for some gauze (which he pocketed) and a box way in the back, tucked behind the piping.

When he pulled the box free from its hiding spot he found it was a box of tampons. Heat rushed to his cheeks as he thought of the mortifying situation of having to hand this over to Gabby. But he knew these were a gold mine for her. And if he had to be traveling with a teenage girl he might as well make the ride easier for him. Maybe he could find a way to sneak it into her backpack. The box found its home next to the gauze in his pocket.

As Eren stood to take one more glance around the room, a loud bang sounded out from the other side of the door. In one swift moment his gun was back in his hands, the door slamming against the wall from how quickly he exited the bathroom. His heart was beating loudly in his chest. Please let the kid be alive.

He expected to find blood, a body, or any other horrifying thing his mind could come up with. What he saw instead, was a mattress in the middle of the room, the furniture spread out, and the two girls huffing from exertion. Ellie was still on the couch, her tail thumping against the leather in a form of contentment.

“That thing was heavier than I expected.” Y/N said, placing her hands on her hips. Gabby nodded in agreement before flopping down on the mattress, her limbs sprawled out across the plush surface.

“What are you doing?” Eren asked, placing his gun back in its holster.

“Sleeping arrangements.” Gabby answered, propping herself up to look at Eren, “It was Y/N’s idea. She said it would be like a ‘slumber party.’”

“I used to do this with my friends freshman year of college— Well the only year of college…” Y/N trailed off, and a glimpse of who this woman was before this hell broke out flashed before Eren's eyes. He shifted awkwardly on his feet.

“Anyways, you get the picture.” Y/N waved off, “It’ll be fun.”

“Fun isn’t something we can afford these days.” Eren countered, stepping further into the room.

“Don’t worry, there’s something in it for you too.” She replied, that teasing tone hinting through her words once more. “You can keep an eye on her and the traitorous murderer you think that I am all at the same time. If that isn’t what you consider fun, then I got you pegged all wrong.”

Eren’s jaw clenched and unclenched as he stared at her. She held her ground as he did, her smile not once faltering.

“Fine.” He said gruffly, after a minute of chewing it over. Y/N’s smile shifted into a grin at his response, Gabby exhaled an excited ‘yes!’ from the bed.

“Then it’s settled.” She grinned, “I’ll get the rest of the blankets.”

“You do that.” Eren breathed, as he moved to find his spot back on the couch. He rubbed at his eyes, already exhausted from this woman’s added energy.

“Psst.” He heard from the floor. He moved his hand to look at Gabby. Though she must’ve thought her first attempt at garnering his attention fell flat, as a throw pillow came flying at his face. It bounced off his forearm, which he lifted in defense just in time.

“What?” He hissed.

“I like her.” She whispered. Eren paused, taking in the hopeful features of the teenager in front of him.

“Don’t get attached.” He said simply.

“Why not?” Gabby argued, still in her hushed tone. “She could make us stronger. Help us out, you know?”

Eren considered this. It was true, this woman seemed to know what she was doing when it came to surviving. And there was strength in numbers. But she would be another mouth to feed. Another person to keep alive. Plus her stupid dog.

“We’ll talk about it in the morning.” Eren decided, not wanting to go back and forth on the pros and cons list. “Get some sleep, kid.”

“Ugh, fine.” Gabby groaned, flopping back down on the mattress.

Their conversation had ended just in time as Y/N returned to the room, her arms stuffed with more pillows and blankets.

“I haven't slept in a real bed like this in months.” She told them as she dumped the blankets onto Gabby.

“I don’t think I ever slept in a bed like this.” Gabby responded, sitting up from under the pile, pillows falling pathetically onto the floor. “This thing is huge.”

“It’s a king. These people were probably rich.” Y/N agreed, lifting up one of the blankets, and kicking the rest of them onto the floor. Gabby took her cue and got up and watched as Y/N started making the bed. She flicked the edge of a sheet so it floated above their heads before fitting nicely over the mattress. As she did the same with the rest of the blankets, Gabby would help to make sure each one was spread evenly.

“What about you?” Y/N asked as they did so.

“What about me?” Eren replied, assuming she was talking to him by the way she nodded at him when she asked.

“When was the last time you slept in a bed like this?”

Eren looked down at the now nicely made bed, Gabby placing down the pillows at the top, everything looking so much more expensive than anything he had owned in his previous life.

“Never.” He answered honestly.

“Then you should try it out.” Y/N responded, her words seemingly genuine, “I’ll sleep on the couch.”

“Not a chance.” Eren scoffed. “I’ll keep watch.”

“You’re going to stay up all night?”

The look he gave her must have answered Y/N’s question. Her lips pursed in a thin line, almost like she was unhappy. But she didn’t argue with him, which came as a surprise. He was bizarrely grateful. It had been a long day and he didn’t have the energy. It seemed that she didn’t either.

“Is it alright if I share this with you?” She then asked Gabby. Eren opened his mouth to protest, still untrusting of this woman, but like always he was late to the punch.

“Of course.” Gabby answered, way more trusting than Eren ever would be. “This thing is huge, I’d feel bad if you’d have to sleep on the floor.”

“Thank you.” Y/N smiled at her, grabbing a pillow and placing it at the other end of the bed, apparently still considering the space that should be kept between strangers.

Those were the last words that were spoken for the night. Soon shoes were tugged off, heads were on pillows and the sounds of soft, steady breathing filtered into the room. Slowly but surely.

Eren’s eyes stayed wide open, his gaze fixed on the dying embers of the fire.

Eren was running. Razor sharp branches reached out from either side of him, cutting up the skin of his arms and legs. He heard the moans and groans grow louder and louder behind his back, knowing they were gaining on him. His heart was pounding in his ears, his legs were killing him. Somewhere through the growling and his panicked breathing he heard a voice, someone calling to him. Hope sparked deep in his stomach and he knew that if he could only get to where that voice was coming from, only then would he be safe. He reached a hand out. His foot caught on a root. He was falling to the ground and then—

He was awake. He startled up straight in his seat, a quilt slipping off of his chest as he did. His eyebrows knitted together in confusion at the fabric that was crumpled across his legs.

“Are you okay?”

It was Y/N. His eyes found her at the other end of the couch, her features illuminated by the moonlight streaming in through the windows, the fire now completely out. Her fingers smoothing over Ellie’s head which was resting in her lap. He put two and two together, realizing that she must have been the culprit behind the blanket. Huh.

Eren looked around the room, trying to catch his bearings. Snores emanated from the curled up figure on the bed he knew to be Gabby. Everything else was quiet. There was nothing coming.

“How long was I out?” He asked, ignoring her first question.

“I’m not sure.” Y/N shrugged, “You were asleep when I woke up. Decided to take over the watch since you were… preoccupied.”

“Did anything happen?”

“Nothing of note.” She responded. Eren let out a deep sigh, his body visibly relaxing into the couch. He let his head fall back against the edge of the furniture, adam’s apple bobbing in his throat as he swallowed at nothing.

“Bad dream?” Y/N inquired, shifting in her seat to face him. Ellie huffed, obviously annoyed at having to remove herself from her previous comfortable position. She curled up closer to Eren. Y/N didn’t seem to mind. And strangely neither did he.

He stole a look at her sideways. “Is it that obvious?”

“I doubt anyone’s having any good dreams these days.” She replied. He nodded in agreement.

“What was it about?”

Silence fell over the cabin once more as Eren contemplated her question. He was never really the type to indulge in these types of conversations, but she was here and she was asking, so why wouldn’t he? If only for tonight.

“The usual.” Eren sighed, “Running away from those horrible things… Not making it in time.”

It was Y/N’s turn to nod, only this time in understanding. “Yeah, that’s what woke me up too.”

“What was yours about?”

The subtle surprise that flitted across the girl's face matched how Eren felt when the words tumbled out of his lips. He wasn’t even sure if he really cared for the answer. But as he waited for her response it sort of felt like he did. Maybe it was something about what she had said earlier. He wanted to get to know her.

“It’s the same every night.” She said, her voice turning into a soft hush, “I lose her every single time.”

Eren watched as Y/N’s hand dropped onto her dog, her fingers intertwining through the black fur.

He knew those kinds of dreams all too well. If he doesn’t wake up before the initial fall, that’s when he realizes he’s all alone, surrounded by those monsters. He had failed. The one thing he promised her. He didn’t protect her.

His eyes rose up from her hand, meeting her irises. It was dark, so he couldn’t be sure, but he swore that her eyes were shining with unshed tears, reflected by the small bit of moonlight. The beating heart in his chest stirred in a way that made him slightly uncomfortable. He never knew how to deal with other people's emotions. Though the one thing he did know, was that behind those tears was genuine fear. Fear of loss. Fear of being left alone in this world. Fear of failure. It was the exact same feeling that hid behind his own teal eyes. It was what he saw in the mirror in that tiny bathroom. An epiphany hit him in the dark of the night.

He drew in a breath.

“We’ll go with you.”

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finally, after so long, here is my review of the conjuring series/hell week.

this is EXTREMELY LONG so strap in, grab a drink, and a snack. or, feel free to skip to the end to read my overall thoughts lol

like previous hell weeks, i'm gonna rate each episode and then answer whether or not i would rewatch the episode.

lmk what you guys thought !

episode one:

the obvious meat and potatoes of this whole video was satori and cody's method, which i'm just gonna refer to as The Method just bc it's easier to say then writing out their names over and over again lol

i'll be honest with you, i'm super glad that snc did their best to debunk the tapping and whatnot. i honestly think that if they hadn't tried, a lot of ppl wouldn't believe them at all or would think that either they're lying, or satori and cody are.

as for the answers that satori and cody gave… it's hard. bc on one hand i truly do believe in psychics and mediums. i myself have experienced readings or things i have done on my own. i have had a lot of things happen to me that just logically don't make sense. i do believe there are ppl that have the ability to talk to the dead. but part of me is weary of satori and cody. idk know them from a hole in the wall. they could have easily researched snc, and their past relatives, and just bullshitted the rest. same thing with their producer. it's not hard to look up someone's ancestry. i would like to believe that isn't the case, but you can't be too sure.

the debunking that snc tried did make a strong case for The Method, especially doing it in random locations that they didn't know about. but again… idk. part of me just felt like i was side-eying the whole time. and look, i want to believe that they have good intentions and they are genuinely contacting something. but again, ppl lie for far less.

but no matter if they were lying or not, i 100% believe snc's reaction to it. it was real for them, and that's all that really matters to me tbh.

i felt really bad for sam, or i guess happy for him but sad that he was crying so much. my theory with him has always been that even tho he has experienced attachments and heard things, seen things, all that jazz - i truly think for the longest time he never fully believed. i think he would rather chalk up a paranormal experience as a group psychosis before saying a place was haunted. but since that probably wouldn't bode well for either of them, he just agreed that what they experienced was "crazy" and moved on like nothing happened. also, i have this general feeling that he doesn't believe his own experiences, which is why he questions ppl like colby when he goes thru something, but i haven't really fleshed out why that could be the case. but i think this was his "come to jesus" moment, so to speak. i mean, he explained it himself that he honestly didn't think there was anything after this life. that once you died, you're gone. so this was both great and terrifying news to hear. not to mention, to hear it from your dead grandmother was definitely surprising for sure. i honestly hope this brought him some closure or comfort. bc i know i always felt really sad growing up that my grandparents, literally all of them, never got to see me graduate high school or college or perform on stage. but i always had a feeling that they watched me do all of that so it's nice to hear that for someone else, that was the case.

granted, The Method could just be bullshit to conjure up an emotional response for views and notoriety… but for now, i'm gonna just take it at face value. sure, it's real. i think what also makes me lean towards that is that cody and satori don't charge ppl for this. it only happens at the conjuring for the most part, so…. unless they start becoming a side-show circus act with a big ticket price, i'm just gonna take them at their word. plus, the random locations snc took them to, unless the boys are in on it (which opens up too many cans of worms), The Method wouldn't have been able to work in these spots or actually have satori and cody come up with real ppl that died there.

i will say tho, it was kinda funny that sam's having this emotional breakdown over hearing his grandmom telling him she's watching over him and his siblings, and then colby's getting his great grandfather coming thru to tell him to tell his parents that he's there lol like…. thanks dude i never met. appreciate the love and support.

overall this episode was fine. it wasn't my favorite of the series, but it wasn't a bad way to start the series. this episode did draw me in enough to want to see the rest, but i was also a little weary of what was to come.

(oh yeah i forgot to add that the new owner… something feels deeply off about her. like i can't put my finger on it, but if it comes out years down the line that she was bringing demons into the house or something, i will not be surprised lol)

rating: 3/5

would i rewatch: yeah i guess, but not fully

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episode two:

so going into this episode, i was a bit… not excited, since i knew amanda was going to be in the video. i've always had my reservations with her. mostly, i think she has abilities, i just think she talks them up to be something that they aren't. plus she has made some comments in past videos that just make me look at her sideways bc they don't make a lick of fucking sense (ie queen mary, she talked to a ghost that said he had lived other lives before this one, he was just stuck in this one for some reason, and she literally told snc she didn't believe that bc "reincarnation isn't in the bible" …..BRO, you talk to the dead. maybe not everything in a 2000+ year old book that's been translated 150+ times is gonna be accurate. also again, need i remind you, YOU TALK TO DEAD PPL). as for how i felt about her during this episode, she was fine, i guess. the only time she annoyed me was during the estes method where her and sam were just bouncing off one another in the worse way lol but i'll get more into that later.

i think it was really interesting that they interviewed andrea perron. they need to do that more often: find ppl that used to live in these places that they visit and get their story, instead of just listening to tour guides who amp up the scares just bc they need to. i thought her interview was really intriguing and i can only imagine how horrible it must have been to live in that house all the way back then. and to see your mother get thrown across the room?? idk what i would even do as a kid in that moment.

so the first part of the investigation was with amanda, snc, and cody and satori. (side note, i love that the touch toy for the ghost kids is a basset hound). i think this whole first part was kinda funny only bc in my most cynical mind, it's three fake mediums trying to one up each other the whole time lol

i don't fully believe that, but that's what my mind kept going back to.

i do find it odd that amanda couldn't see her past relatives but The Method was able to allow them to talk. idk, if i could see dead ppl, i think i would be a bit pissed if my loved ones were like "nah, i know you got the vision but i ain't showing myself in front of you". it also doesn't really help her case of what her abilities are or how strong they are if she can't even see ppl she actually once knew.

i also find it odd that all loved ones are apparently able to get across is "watching over __" bc both snc and now amanda got that message. again, to me, this just reads as like someone in this scenario is faking something. idk what, but i just remember laughing at this whole part bc it just felt funny to watch each one try to one up the other and then snc are just like :O the whole time.

and what made this top tier comedy to me was sam asking who wrote amanda's name, and them saying it was a spirit. i'm so sorry…. but you gotta be on fucking CRACK to think that happened. i believe in ghost, the paranormal, the whole enchilada………. but a ghost soldier wrote amanda's name in the sand???? no. sorry. that didn't happened. and you cannot tell me it did lmao

honestly in situations like this, i'm more incline to believe equipment than these, respectfully, quack jobs.

i thought it was sweet that colby kept being really nice to abigail and calling her the matriarch of the house. isn't he just a sweet boy lol

the second half of the day 2 was where i got more interested and into the video. the rempod going off constantly, the camera immediately dying, that little cabinet door opening, all of that in like five minutes is crazy. and then the estes method, while interesting, was also deeply annoying since sam and amanda decided to tag team and do the one thing i hate that they try to do during the estes method - connect everything while the words are still coming out. like CALM DOWN. connect later. it was freaky to see the rempod going off in time with their estes method tho.

the woods session was kinda cool. idk how i feel about the alice box yet. why does it only say some words but the others are just on the little text box? whatever i guess. gonna be honest, woods don't really scare me for paranormal reasons. i'm more inclined to believe i'm gonna get my ass eaten by a bear or stabbed by a human so it wasn't really all that creepy, but it was cool to see this half. and then to have snc sleep in the woods… props. but to be in the woods in august in hoodies was a choice i wouldn't make, personally.

day three josh and seth came and thank GOD there were ppl in this series/episode i actually liked that joined them. their half made the video a lot better. so they start off by doing the ritual, which honestly just felt more like (literally) dancing on someone's grave so…. idk about that one. a bit disrespectful if you ask me. colby literally did the ice spice on her grave… boy i would haunt your ass for eternity for that one lmao

hearing andrea perron speak of that fateful night of her mother being possessed, again, my heart breaks for her. whether you believe in the paranormal or not, something traumatic happened to her and her family. and i just feel for her.

so when they moved on into the investigation, i just gotta say, if they plan to use the spirit box, they NEED to invest in a microphone or a better speaker for that thing bc good god i couldn't hear a single thing that was coming thru. but moving past the spirit box, the door to the library just opening on it's own?? and the camera moving slightly?? that's nuts. bc it's one thing for a draft to open a door. you're talking about the middle of august tho. there's not gonna be strong winds (for the most part) during that time of the year unless it's storming. so if a draft blew the door open, it had to have been a HUGE one to literally push a rock out of the way. and it can't be ac bc then that door would be constantly opening.

when they separated, i get why they did, but like… why do you have to do it in the dark? i would be turning on flashlights or some form of light immediately. you're not about to catching me busting my ass on the stairs of a 300+ year old house lol

josh's sleeve moving was actually kinda freaky, ngl. i know it was very subtle, and technically could have just him moving his arm and then feeling the sleeve pull or relax or whatever, but to me… it looked like something pulled it.

then when snc went in alone, i find it funny to think of a spirit just running up and down the stairs, fucking with the rempod or the motion sensor, just to see them freak out. when sam invited whatever it was up to them, and then it got near the motion thing, and colby noped out of there and literally yelled at sam like "why did you invite it up here with us?!" ngl - favorite part of the whole video. also it was kinda cute that snc tried to do The Method on their own. kinda wish it would have worked for them.

colby doing the whole "imagine being andrea perron" speech he gave…. colby, can you not? also, are you good? lol

okay, so my overall thoughts on this episode - dragged in the beginning, but got good half way thru. they also got some really good evidence outside of The Method, which i would rather they not use every episode (but end up doing regardless).

rating: 3.5/5

would i rewatch: sure, but only the second half

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episode three

so the previous episode left off with sam going into the basement late at night, almost looking possessed or something. and while i obviously didn't think that, i did want to know why he would go down there alone for some reason.

but that's for a later point in this review. let's get to the collab they did.

larray and bella…….. omg, i'll just be completely honest: i hated this collab. like genuinely, it takes a lot for me to find ppl insufferable, but larray took the cake this time. bella was fine, she seemed nice and did her best. and i love that me and @xplrvibes literally said "oh i bet they're gonna try to say bella is an empath bc she's a girl bc they do that all the time" and WOULDN'T YOU BELIEVE IT 11 minutes in they asked if she was one. i'm just glad she said no lol but back to larray……. first off, that shirt was a choice. and i'll leave it at that. but secondly, i'm okay with ppl joking is scary situations. i'm okay with them having guests that hear them say something insane and then immediately go "yeah fuck no to that, i'm leaving" or some iteration of that joke. but, larray took it too far. i don't think he said anything else other than "i don't want to be here" ect. and i get he was scared, but GOD, SHUT UP. like i got it the first five times you said it, i don't need to hear it the next 24. it literally took for him to get a message from the beyond to get him to be quiet.

i'll be honest, i don't even want to review this half of the video bc it was SUCH a drag. i remember i wasn't even half way thru and i was like… oh you're joking, we're not done yet? bc that's how annoying that whole section was. it wasn't solely larray, but he definitely exacerbated the problem.

the ring of lights that ppl can cross over, idk about that. it feels like it's fake but whatever. bella having a separate phone just for content… i love that for her lol them going into the basement is cut short only for the fact that we KNOW sam went down there first and colby was none the wiser until like two days later. The Method being done for bella and larray was cool i guess. but then sam getting an extremely private message that he couldn't share, i get that. and i hope that whatever message he got was something he needed to hear (but the way he mouthed "oh no" makes me think otherwise). my only issue is why even use any of the footage from that then? i know it's a bit nitpicky, so i'm not gonna press on it too much.

to the fans on tiktok that were saying "omg what if the message was from corey la barrie"….. please seek professional help. this isn't a fanfic. stop thinking like it is. bc i saw MULTIPLE tiktoks saying that.

but continuing on with The Method, i'll be honest with you: i'm not sure what the afterlife is like or what it entails. but it is hard for me to just blindly accept that it's all good and light and love and whatever random other words satori and cody wanted to throw in there that abigail said. i know it's my cynical mind, but hearing shit like that just makes me roll my eyes. like i know that sounds dark and sad, but that whole thing just made me go like "okay… sure."

maybe it's bc it's too generic. like that's what every form of media has said about the other side for forever. if i was able to get my point across and reach a ton of ppl, i would be sending messages like "god is woman and she sucks at beer pong" or "ice cream is free up here but only on tuesdays" or "guess what? i'm hanging out with EVERYONE'S dogs" not just love and light. boooorrrrriiiinnngggg lol

but i will note something that i thought was interesting only bc i've always had a similar thought process: cody says he doesn't know why they're able to do what they do. he believes it might have had something to do with his cancer complications and dying once. and the reason why i can believe that is i've always had this belief - so, as someone who has attempted to end my own life twice, i've come very close to death. and i think ppl that knock on death's door, you can't just unknock. you can't ding dong ditch death. so i kinda feel like those that get very close to the other side cross a line that can't be uncrossed, so to speak. which i think is also why i had the most paranormal experiences when i was going through some dark times (or had just gone thru them).

what i find peculiar is how the narrative of the basement has changed. before it was dark and demented, something evil lurking around each corner, colby having a full blown panic attack down there. all that, right? but now it's "oh it's just a trickster spirit that likes to cause havoc and is for the most part harmless. and also really would rather you be in the woods." and yet even with that knowledge in mind, everyone was still too freaked out. like if they kept getting cryptic and weird messages i would just be like "find a different trick. you don't scare me" or eventually just leave the basement altogether if nothing was going to be happening besides "come to the woods" over and over again.

but bc snc never listen, they went to woods. and again… woods to me aren't scary for paranormal reasons. more so for bears or humans. but they did get some cool evidence at the graveyard.

i'm just gonna skip that whole thing and get to the part that i want, no - NEED, to talk about which is…. colby standing up for himself when sam told him about the basement.

i was genuinely confused as to why snc weren't mentioning sam going into the basement. like i figured, sam went down there, something happened, and then he told colby. or something to that effect. but to find out that a) he had no real plans of posting this into the vid and b) he waited like two days to finally tell colby it happened…. that's really fucked, ngl. the absolute hurt that was on colby's face is so evident, no wonder sam started backpedaling (but just made it all the more worse). like colby has made it abundantly clear time and time again that he doesn't like being left in the dark about where someone is going/doesn't like being left behind and sam did exactly that. not only that, but he then did something that both him and colby swore they would do together - go to the basement. everyone was waiting to see them go together and experience whatever's down there, but sam took that for himself - like colby said. and then sam tried to justify it with "oh nothing really happened, plus we don't have to show fans, plus i really needed to do it bc everything has been so crazy" and it's like………. WHO DO YOU THINK HAS BEEN ON THIS JOURNEY WITH YOU???? it's colby. while colby might have had some form of belief system before all of this, this whole situation has been insane to him as well. so you don't get to use that as an excuse. and then to say that fans don't need to see this footage, that just feels wrong. bc at the end of the day, the person sam hurt was colby. and regardless of whether or not we would have known about it, colby still would have known. and that's the part that sucks. sam was extremely self-centered for making this decision and then thinking colby would just let it slide.

and i know some of you are gonna probably be up my ass about this opinion since god forbid i give criticism towards sam. but i would have done the same thing if the roles were reversed, especially if sam was upset about it. and god knows there wouldn't have been an argument about including those clips in a video, but i digress. i just think it was messed up of sam to do to that to colby. and i hope bts he apologized profusely.

but to be a bit more light hearted about it… colby looks really hot when he's angry or annoyed. so that's nice, i guess lol it's the clenched jaw and the narrowed eyes, in case you didn't know why you found it hot either. also, he was too calm, and that's hot AND scary lol

i think it's funny to think that if they didn't include sam going there by himself and then this confrontation, we would never know why in the next part colby seemed annoyed/angry and ppl probably would have just blamed the spirits or some shit.

which also did happen…

but to bring it back for a second, you know what the scariest part of this video was for me? the tick on colby's leg. GROSS. disgusting. i would have screamed so loud i'd wake the dead lmao

but anyway the estes methods they did in the basement were very revealing and honestly the best part of the episode imo. them realizing, or believing, that dave is actually the trickster spirit and not some soldier following them around was actually really cool to see unravel. and surprisingly this time around sam jumping to conclusion over and over again paid off well. and then when colby was asking the questions, it was interesting to see his reaction to what was being said. him being annoyed at sam before hand really elevated the estes method, funny enough.

maybe it's bc i don't know about trickster spirits and what they are meant to do or whatever, but if i know the spirit i'm talking to is fucking with me, i'm just not gonna talk to it anymore. i'm not gonna give it what it wants, which is to see me scared. and i think snc, without knowing it, were feeding into what dave wanted.

their equipment malfunctioning over and over again was crazy, ngl. but the actual scariest part of the whole vid was who the FUCK was that behind them in the basement coming up the steps??? fuck The Method, now THAT is proof of the other side existing, especially if snc were alone in that house at that point (which assumingly they were).

so this episode was a bit of rollercoaster for me. some parts were just plan bad to me. like i wouldn't even consider rewatching the first half again tbh. it was tedious to do it just to make this review, so that alone deducts this episode a bunch. but the second half, basically everything after The Method where larray and bella's loved ones talked to them, was pretty decent/better. and of course, once snc were alone, the video was at its best. i truly wish snc would just realize that they do so much better and get such better results without other ppl. just the two of them is enough. i truly wanted to like this episode, and i did to some extent, but no offense to larray, his over reactions just soured most of the video for me. he seems like a nice guy, and i didn't mind him the first time around when snc collabed with him, but god… just shut up next time lol

rating: 2.9/5

would i rewatch: only the tail end, tbh…. so no i guess lol

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episode four

i'll be honest with yall, i was mixed about how this final episode was gonna play out. part of me was excited to see it, another part of me was like… eh, don't care. but i will say, i was pleasantly surprised with this one. i guess in a weird way it was my favorite of all the episodes, but that's not saying much since none were really my favorite anyway.

niki and george were fantastic. honestly no notes. they didn't talk the entire fucking time, they weren't overly negative, they kept in line with snc's humor and or seriousness. i loved it truly. 10/10.

i completely forgot that kris called them to tell them about a dream she had. her and niki, and celina too… all having dreams about snc. what are they, fans??

i'm joking btw.

i think the dream element can be a bit questionable, but i do also think it's kinda creepy too. even if for argument's sake it's not real and/or is propped up to be something more serious than it is.

the foil house/tent thing they built was…. confusing. but i'm down for them to start using different methods, especially if they end up working or are interesting. they split up and neither really got anything that compelling, but when they played the picture game it was creepy that only colby's pics got fucked with a bit. it's always colby lol

but i gotta ask, didn't they break the first rule of the game which is nothing is supposed to cross over the circle in the middle? bc sam did that by putting the water cup down in it. also, i highly doubt that snc trashed that camera. highkey it's probably in their office rn.

the duel estes method, in theory, is a cool idea. but the execution wasn't really good enough. like sure, they got some answers, i guess. but half of the words were just random. and tying niki and colby together was kinda pointless. snc just love exploring their kinks on camera huh skskks jk

so, i think what was a bit confusing about sam freaking out (before) going into the basement is that did you really think colby wasn't gonna send you down there at some point? he has made a big stink about it since it happened to him. of course sam had to have known this was gonna happen. not to mention, sam's fucking challenge for colby would have literally caused him to get lost in the woods…. so i would say sam got the nicer of the two options.

as for what transpired in the basement, clearly sam was absolutely losing it. whether it was paranormal or not, he was scared out of his fucking mind. and i get it must have been creepy as hell down there. and god knows he lasted longer than i would have. but there is no reason he has to push himself that far to believe there is something more. like is it really worth being permanently scarred just to know if something is down there? not to mention, but whatever is down there, feeds off of havoc and scared energy. and you basically fell into its trap. like, i'm not blaming sam for freaking out. god knows i would be way worse in that situation. but i also wouldn't have been the dumbass who leaves my phone upstairs and has no extra back up light.

also colby is too forgiving bc i would been like "since you love the basement so much, here you go :)" lmaooo

(sidenote, why is colby walking around in only his socks???? ewwwww. do that in your own home, not the conjuring my guy. and another sidenote, does sam's face look swollen in the basement, or is that just the camera being hella zoomed in? idk why he just looks different)

colby giving a whole disclaimer or explanation about why he could leave sam in the basement…. i blame the fandom bc there is no reason for him to being doing all that. sam was literally gonna have him walk alone to the fucking graveyard. sam is fine in the basement. he can leave whenever he wants to. colby ain't a bad guy for giving him a challenge like that.

the walkie dying is so eerily spooky to the og alone conjuring video it's kinda crazy. but, maybe there is just bad reception lol

moving onto the final stretch of the video, the tarot reading. i know snc kinda showed more of the original reading on xplrclub, but if they truly think her first reading was super accurate, i really hope this reading is also just as accurate. snc deserve a lot more positive than negative these next couple months. so i hope that happens for them.

(might have to do a tarot reading on them myself just for funsies)

The Method's last messages… again, idk. imma just say this, to quote beetlejuice the musical "positivity is luxury that few can afford" and i'll just leave me beliefs at that.

i'll be completely honest with yall, idk what the priestess did with snc. the whole thing, the ouija board and exorcism/cleansing was intriguing, don't get me wrong, but idk what the fuck was happening. i kinda just watched it and accepted it at face value bc again, idk anything. it probably would have been for the best if snc explained it a bit better or did something to let us know what was up. i don't really believe everything that the priestess believes, but i do find her interesting enough that i hope she comes back eventually. god knows snc are gonna need another cleansing at some point.

colby going into the woods blindfolded…. is he trying to literally fall off of a bridge? what is with yall using blindfolds and ties? enough of the kinky shit, already.

but as for what happened out there, i think it was an interesting end to the final investigation. i could sort of hear something running up on colby, and i can only imagine how that would have felt in the moment. and who knows what it could have been? my bet is it was an animal, but i also feel like if it was one, it would have kept chasing him. but who knows. i'm just glad he didn't get hurt.

overall, i would say this was my favorite episode. i think it had a lot more high moments than lows, and that alone makes it the best. the collabs were good in this one, they got really cool evidence, and it was just a great way to wrap up this series.

rating: 4/5

would i rewatch: yeah :)

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now, onto my thoughts on this whole thing:

so going into this series, i wasn't too excited, as i had mentioned before. i felt as if snc should have taken this year off and came back during hell week if that was something they direly wanted to do. bc a lot of the content that came out this year was just… not good. it wasn't on par with what their calibar is. but i think this series was probably the best thing that came out this year by them. a lot of cool and interesting things happened in this series, and clearly snc's hearts were fully invested in this. there was passion in this series, and that's what a lot of their other videos this year have lacked, imo.

as for The Method and it changing the world….. i love snc, clearly. i deeply care for them. but they truly need to have someone in their camp that's gonna tell them reality. i mean, just as i'm writing this, there are tons of ppl on tiktok and youtube trying to disprove and nitpick apart the series and in particular The Method. but here's how i feel about that: satori and cody could be lying, that's true. they could be faking it somehow. but i don't think that's the takeaway from this series. i've seen how many ppl this brought closure to, how many ppl feel better now knowing there is something else after this life. and that in itself is worth it, even if it's not real. this series wasn't gonna change my mind bc i myself already believed in the paranormal and already believed that there is something more out there. i don't need two random ppl to prove to me i'm right. i already believe that on my own. and in that regard, i know that this series isn't for me. it's for those that needed to hear those words, that needed the confirmation. and for those ppl, i'm happy this gave you that. honest to god. just bc i didn't get that out of this doesn't mean i look down on those that did. if this helped you in any way, that's fantastic and i'm glad. i'm not here to argue whether or not The Method is a lie. idc tbh. snc believe it, and i believe them.

and if it comes out that satori and cody lied, fuck them. but until otherwise proven, i'll believe what they're selling. i'm just… not gonna buy any myself.

but even taking them out of the conjuring equation, snc caught some crazy shit there. of course, a lot of it was amplified by The Method, but i think what they did outside of that was more interesting and compelling than The Method. what i think will be more important is what they now do with the information they know. how are they gonna move forward now knowing what they know? what are they gonna impliment now that they didn't think to use before the conjuring? that's what matters to me.

idk if i got an ask that said this or not (i would have to double check but if i did - hi anon, here's your answer), but i know ppl are asking how snc are gonna top themselves this next year for hell week. personally, i don't think they have to. i think they should go back to what hell week looks like usually: a bunch of different places with different guests, but now more amplified. maybe, crazy concept, do more solo investigations. how about during next year's hell week you just… go alone to all seven places? maybe stop by the conjuring another time? you already proved (for the most part) that there is an afterlife and more beyond this life, why not go back thru your greatest hits with fresh eyes? that's what will make a difference in the content and take it to the next level without you literally contacting a demon or something.

i was pleasantly surprised by this series, and i'm more excited now to see what they do next than i was before, so… mission accomplish lol

#sam and colby #sam golbach #colby brock #personal #hell week #text

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masonmiamor · 2 years

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can u write one with mason where he is jealous over the reader’s best friend and when he goes to picks her up in university and sees her with this friend he gives her a silent treatment in the car. you decide the end

Oblivious - - Mason Mount x reader.

summary: request above.

idk why but i really liked this one??? lmk fr, i’ll take the feedback 🫶🏻🙏🏻 feel free to send requests and or concepts!

Mason’s knuckles turned white as he gripped the steering wheel. He tilted his head side to side, his neck cracking in the process trying to relive the anger and jealousy that rises his body. His jaw clenched as he stared out through the windshield looking at your figure.

You were laughing hard at something this so-called best friend of yours said. Johnny. Mason didn’t like him at all, ever since he first met him. The smirks you wouldn’t see when he hugged you, or the side comments he made when you couldn’t listen. He despised him in general.

He would involve himself when it wasn’t needed. He judged Mason from the beginning, something unknown to you. He didn’t deserve you at all… it would be just an act at times. Johnny clearly liked you, but you never saw him as that. You knew his background and how he would treat some women.

Mason could never bring himself to tell you though. In his head, he thought he made you happy and content, something your old friends couldn’t do. It pained him to see you laugh, get along, even hug Johnny… After today, he would let you know how things stood.

He blinked fast, trying to not see red. The urge to go over and kiss you, just to rub it on his face that you were his, only his. He called you, looking up at your figure again. You smiled big which lifted his mood somehow. You step aside, holding your finger up, saying “give me a sec.”

“Hi Mase, almost here?” you asked innocently, looking down at a butterfly that was on the bench. “Just got here gorgeous, look up,” he replied leaning back into the seat, rubbing his chin with two fingers. You looked around the lot and saw his black g wagon. You waved bitting your lip. “On my way handsome,” you said, turning around preparing to say goodbye.

“Hurry up, there’s traffic everywhere,” you rolled your eyes at his tone but did what he said. You forgot to hang up, so did he. He saw you walk over to Johnny, waving goodbye, “Bye Johhny, Mason’s is here. I’ll see you tomorrow? For brunch?”

Johnny looked up annoyed and stared at Mason, he visibly saw Johnny’s annoyed face and smirked. “Yeah, make sure not to be late. I need you here,” he tapped your nose and you cringed… “Uh yeah… I'll see about that… need my sleep too you know… Bye goodnight…”

His actions caught you off guard and made you uncomfortable, you walked off before suddenly stopping when his hand wrapped around your wrist. He gripped it hard, causing you to wince, “No hug?” you shook your head, he knew damn well you didn’t hug people, only hugs from Mason. “Don’t be like that,” he complained. You looked him up and down at his behavior.

“It’s late, I want to go home and relax,”

You reasoned, even yawning. Mason is hearing everything, rolling his eyes when Johnny speaks. “With Mason right. Got it,” he sneered. Mason leaned back up, still staring at you. “What’s your problem? I already agreed to your plans for tomorrow. I want to have a nice evening with my boyfriend who’s been away,” you defended.

He looked at you in surprise ready to clap back but you scoffed and walked towards Mason’s car. He quickly hung up, not wanting for you to think he was listening. He got out and walked around to open the door for you. “Hi baby, you okay?” he asked after pecking your lips gently.

You sighed and nodded. “Hi my love, yes I'm fine. Just tired from today,” you shrugged looking up and seeing his brown eyes staring back at you. He knew you were off because of the small discussion with Johnny, but he felt happy knowing you spoke up.

“Tell me what's up? Maybe I can help?” he offered after leaving the parking lot and stood at a red light. His hand on your thigh, you looking down and seeing the veins pop out. “Johnny has been a pain in the ass the past couple of days,” you stated, annoyed. “If only you knew…” he thought…

“He said something just now that pushed me over. I feel like a hostage at times, like today we were getting coffee. I was in the middle of a conversation with Lisa when he suddenly pulled me away? Saying ‘Saved you there, didn’t i?’” he looked over with a displeased look. “Really?” he questioned, you simply nodded and exhaled.

“He asked me to go out for brunch tomorrow,” you leaned against the window rubbing your forehead as you felt a headache starting to appear. “Did you say yes?” Mason looked over, your silence telling the answer. “I couldn’t say no? He put me on the spot!” you murmured. He scoffed and remained quiet, his thoughts running across his mind. Mason removed his hand from your thigh now placed on the gear shift.

The action felt foreign, as you were used to his touch. You glanced up seeing his jaw clenched. You wanted to reach over and ask him what was wrong but you didn't, remaining quiet.

The air was tense and awkward as he pulled into his driveway, knowing how you were, you started rambling. “Anything in mind for dinner?”

He shook his head, “Anything is fine,” you frowned at his tone of voice, was he giving you the silent treatment? “Does pasta sound good?” you offered, he just gave you a hum. With one hand he unlocked and opened the door, the other carrying his training bags.

“I’ll be upstairs. Not really hungry, I want to shower as well,” before you had the chance to say something he ran upstairs. Leaving you alone and confused. Why was he acting like this? Had you done or said something to piss him off?

You thought back to the conversation in the car, the only subject was Johnny… Does he not like him? Is he upset because of that? Has Johnny done something? His comment was suspicious today… you pondered.

You quickly made a sandwich just how he liked bringing some chips and juice. You knocked on the door to his bedroom, opening it and seeing him laying shirtless with just boxers, his hair wet, as he scrolled through the TV. “I know you mentioned you weren’t hungry but you need to eat. You had a long flight, and I'm guessing peanuts didn’t fill you up,” you joked.

He didn’t say anything, scaring you a bit more. You placed the food on his lap, seeing him just stare down at it. “Mase, look at me…” when he finally did, his eyes fluttered as he let out a breath. “Did I do something?” you chirped, biting your lip anxiously.

“Do you want to go tomorrow? To brunch?” he asked sternly. “I’m not so sure, why?” you said quietly. He placed the food and drink on the table, now sitting on the edge of the bed with his hands on either side. “Don’t go…” he let out, finally looking at you. Your brows fluttering in confusingly, “I don’t understand-”

“Don’t go with that douchebag. He’s not worth it,” he cut you off, sorta pleading you. “What do you mean?” you plunged, now thinking back anytime they 're together. “Exactly what I mean. You don’t see but I do.”

Your lips opened but nothing came out, “He always has something to say Y/n! I tried, believe me I tried to get along, like him, but he never bugged! Never gave from his part. I’m tired of him treating you like you were his, demanding things?” he pulled back with an angry look.

You looked down and began to fidget with your rings, “He always involves himself when it’s not needed… He constantly disrespects me when you’re not listening, saying things like ‘Don’t understand how she pulled you? You’re just another one in her books’” Mason now faces you. You tear up, feeling guilty now.

“I never said anything knowing of your past friendships but you have to know. He’s full of himself, manipulative, judgemental, and always seeking attention like a lost puppy. He never acknowledges how he is in the wrong and is uninterested in learning from his mistakes. He’s a fucking joke,” Mason said.

“If you want to go tomorrow go, but i’m done putting on a pretty face just to satisfy him and you,” he stated clearly.

After a few minutes in silence you looked back up at his raging eyes, seeing all the built up anger, disappointment, betrayal and sadness. “I’m sorry Mason, I'm sorry for not seeing it before! I can’t believe I made you feel that way, let him go along with his stupid actions. You didn’t deserve that,” you finally apologized.

“His words shouldn’t mean a single thing because they’re not true. I know you’re hurt, trust me I feel for you. If I wasn’t so blind I would’ve cut him off a while ago,” you said scooting over trying to show you mean it.

“You’re not just another one in the books, I hope you know that. I love you, only you,” saying the three words that were bound to come out sooner or later. You covered your mouth in shock he stared wide-eyed at you. You quickly stood up and brushed the tears away, “I’m sorry, I'll just go now…”

“Don’t. Don’t go, stay here with me, just don’t leave me…” he confessed, afraid you’ll leave him.

You blushed as you saw him stand up only with only his black Calvin Kleins, his abs in full show, and along with his things. His tattoos finally made you look away. “Just promise me you’ll talk to him, or take him out of your life. He said something of you being oblivious and easy. Sophia defended you that day…”

He tucked your hair back, the pad of his thumb wiping your tears. “Y/n I love you too baby. Ever since I saw you walk in with that red summer dress at that barbecue Kai hosted,” he finally said back. He didn’t waste time and leaned down to capture your lips with his in pure passion. His hands coming to your waist as yours tangled with his hair.

He sat back down at the edge of the bed, you now straddling him, continuing to kiss him. He pulled back, breathless, you bit your lip leaning against his forehead seeing all the freckles. “I love you so much Mason,” you saw him let out a smile big. He licked his lips, grabbing the side of your face.

“Impossible. I love you more.”

#money mase #mm19 #cfc #mason mount blurb #mason mount imagine #mason mount one shot #mason mount x y/n #mason mount x reader #mason mount imagines

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snnbnny · 2 years

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Sad anonymous back at it again.

How would Bokuto, Ushijima, and Kyoya (or pick one you don't have to do all three) react to a s/o who starts crying after a verbal fight. Feeling extra sad today.

Hi sad anon!! love your lil asks omg!!

Wakatoshi Ushijima reacting to his partner crying after a verbal fight!!

'•.¸♡ C/W for W.U : Stone cold ushi, Repressed issue, miscommunication, several mentions of pregnancy so afab! reader or if you wish omega reader, little out of my own cannon ushi, soft ushi at the end, this is hurt comfort btw, its nice I swear, mentions of jealousy and falling out of love ♡¸.•'

'•.¸♡ Tagging: @wakatshi @towoshi♡¸.•'

'•.¸♡ A/N: this totally went in my own spiral but I hope its something similar to what you wanted! I'm low key proud of this so.... also listen to FINNEAS while you read this,, just a suggestion. Idk the vibe kinda fits.♡¸.•'

╰─▸ ❝ W. Ushijima

"Ushi?" The two of you were halfway threw yet another silent dinner which you had graciously created. "Has everything been ok?"

"Why do you ask?" His tone was flat, you tried to reason with yourself that the lack of emotion in his voice was the same as normal. But the past few weeks had felt so different to you, you were so worried that you had upset the man in someway or that your first fear has come to florishion- he didn't love you anyone or never really did and he found some he did love.

"You've been acting strangely," you couldn't really name the small things that really drew your attention to it.

"You have to be specific, Y/N." A shiver went up your spine.

"You've been distance, more emotionless. Ignoring my messages, hell you've barely made eye contact with me this whole night!" The anger came out of the depth of your chest, it was not truly anger- more like grief.

"Sound's like my normal behavior to me, Y/N." A pin could drop and it wouldn't break the tension. He stood from his seat and walked to the kitchen in order to dump his half-eaten plate and place the dish in the freshly cleaned sink. "Maybe it's you that has a problem."

You couldn't bring yourself to look at the man, your watery gaze fixed on the barely touched dish before you, "Yeah, maybe..." There was barely any confrontation but you were already so defeated. So tired. You had waited so long, hoping it would have resolved by itself- instead it only festered and exhausted you.

"I'm heading to bed, I have an early flight tomorrow." God, you forgot he had an away game in the following days prompting him to be gone for at least a week. Of course you had forgotten, you were so wrapped up in the drama you were possibly creating in your head that everything else lost precedence.

"Goodnight, Ushijima. Good luck." You couldn't let yourself move until he was gone. When he did, the dam broke. Choked down sobs accompanied your waterfall of tears. Quietly you placed your plate into the sink and rushed into one of the guest rooms you use to store some of your personal items. The sound of the soft click which accompanies the closing of door gave you enough sense of safety that you let out a loud sob, followed by others and other sounds of saddness.

It was only made worse by the secret you had yet to tell your husband, one that would normally only tie the two of you closer if it wasn't for

a) the current turbulence in your relationship

b) his past hesitance towards the topic of children

Your hormones were so all over the place, you didn't know what emotions to believe at this point. Maybe it was the pregnancy hormones causing you to flip out at something which was probably non-existent.

You were to lost in yourself to hear the sounds of your husbands heavy foot steps coming closer only noticing the hint of his existence when three soft knocks wrapped at the door, "Darling, are you alright?"

"Y-Yes!"

"Then why are you locked in the guest room instead of in bed with me?"

"I-I'm not feeling well Wakatoshi! You need your sleep!"

...

Even Ushijima could smell the bull, "I'm coming in!"

The sight he was by was pitiful, but pulled on his iron heart strings. There you sat curled on the floor still dressed in your day cloths and face covered by tears, snot, and running makeup. He hurt more when you scooted away from him, it took him this long to realize he had truly upset you- that the last interactions the two of you had just had were actually a fight of some manner.

"Y/N-" He knelt down so he was closer to your height almost as if you were a scared dog. "I'm sorry, dear. I didn't mean to upset you. There is nothing wrong between us."

He was dumbstruck by the following question you asked, "Is there anyone else, Wakatoshi?"

He almost laughed at the inclination, "No- not at all. Not ever. I don't think any one else could stand me."

Just as quickly as you had pulled away from him, your were jumping into his arms- hiding your face in the green t-shirt he had deemed appropriate to sleep in after knocking him on his ass. He smelt of freshness, sandalwood, and home.

" 'M sorry." You whimpered, he was holding the back of your head and had an arm wrapped around your back.

"It's alright love, it was my fault. I got so wrapped up in my work life I didn't notice that you were hurting." He kissed the crown of your head as he petted your hair.

"The hormones don't help though," the remark slipped threw before you could think about it.

"What hormones? You aren't on your-" For once, your husband was truly thinking. It was like it clicked right away, you could even tell before he said anything by the fact he pulled you back and looked you up and down before whispering. "Are you- Are you pregnant?"

"Yes." You responded, no strength to try and change the subject or be coy in any way.

"Thats-" A pause, "-That is amazing, Y/N."

"You're not mad?"

"Mad? No not at all, my love. Having a child with you is a gift! I know I've been awkward about the subject due to the timing, but I've always wanted a big family with you. Our children would not only be as pretty as you, but have so many inherited talents."

You laughed, kissing him in order to stop him from rambling.

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kay-diggle · 11 months

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A Second Experience

Summary: Y/N is less sexually experienced than her boyfriend, Jimin, and she wants to change that by getting another person involved as well.

*This is a continuation of a short fic I wrote three years ago called “Experience.” t’s not required to read Experience first, but I would recommend it!! It can be found on my Masterlist as well! Pls check author notes at the end*

Pairing: Jimin x Female Reader x OC Vanessa

Genre & Rating: Smut, 18+ (kind of just pwp but like 97% porn!)

Warnings: bisexual!OC, bisexual/bi-curious!reader, threesome, oral (f & m. recieving), dom!jimin, dom!OC, sub!reader (y/n is kinda getting passed around in this idk), a little degradation, some praise, sexual insecurities, breast fondling, handjob, blowjob, bondage? (Y/n gets tied up with a belt), sexual intercourse, unprotected sex (pls be safe guys), use of sex toys (dildos), honestly it’s hard to put warnings because so much happened here and it’s absolutely filthy pls just read with caution!!

Length: 7.2k words

*This fic is currently un-edited*

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“Jimmmiinn,” you said in a sing-song tone.

“Oh god,” he groaned playfully. “What is it y/n?”

“Well, I saw an interesting post on Twitter earlier and it got me thinking-”

“Well that’s never good,” he cut you off, a teasing smile on his face.

“Shut up!” you laughed, moving to straddle his lap. You knew you would have to up the sex appeal for what you were about to propose to him.

“There was a woman who made a tweet about how she and her boyfriend had a threesome with some other girl and he ended up getting the girl pregnant.”

“Wow.. that’s terrible. She must be heart-broken,” he frowned but you couldn’t help but smile a little at how your boyfriend was always so thoughtful towards other people’s feelings, even those he didn’t know.

“Yeah, it sucks. She was super upset….”

“Yeah,” he studied your face, trying to see any reason why you’d be bringing this up to him. “Y/n, where exactly is this going?”

“Well… I was just curious about whether you have ever had a threesome before?” you asked shyly, making yourself a bit smaller in his lap. When you had planned the conversation out in your head hours earlier, you didn’t think you would be this nervous.

“Have I ever had a threesome?” your boyfriend raised his eyebrows as he repeated your question.

“Honestly, yes, with two girls. BUT it was a long time ago -- way before we met, and super random.”

You remembered the conversation you had with him a few months ago about your inexperience when you had sucked him off for the first time, and you couldn’t help but frown. His reassurance from before had definitely made you feel much better, but his answer was disappointing. You wanted him to say no. You wanted him to never have done anything as “freaky” as having a threesome. But it is supposed to be every man’s dream, right? Or maybe that’s just a bad stereotype. Either way, he’s done it.

The sex between you and Jimin was always good, but always the same. Never switching it up much, usually vanilla, nothing but soft touches. The first and only time you had ever seen a more dominant side to him was when he was coaching you through giving your first blow job and you absolutely loved it. You wanted to see that side of him again. And although his reassurance was nice, upon hearing his answer to your question, you immediately went back into questioning if you were good enough to please him. I mean how could you, who had been a virgin a few months ago, compete with his sexual experience of having two girls at once.

But really, you felt most disappointed because you wanted him to say no so that it could be something you’d experience for the first time together.

And Jimin being the ever observant boyfriend he was immediately picked up on mood shift. “Babe?”

“Hmm?”

“What’s wrong? And before you tell me ‘nothing,’ I know you’re lying,” he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer towards his body.

You sighed. “I asked for a reason but then I kind of just got into my own head just now, and now I don’t know how I feel. Just forget I asked, it’s stupid. I’m stupid,” you tried to move off of his lap, making him tighten his hold on you.

“Okay, woah woah woah, slow down. Why did you ask, and what did you think because of the answer? I need you to talk to me okay, I’m right here,” he brought one hand up to cup your cheek, guiding you to look him in the eyes. You melted at his words once again, getting ready to spill your guts.

“Well… I was.. It’s just.. You being with two girls made me feel a little insecure,” you confessed, avoiding his eyes.

Jimin sighed deeply before removing his other arm from around you to hold your face in his both hands, forcing you to look at him again. “This is the last time we’re having this conversation. This will be the last time that I tell you nothing I did in the past matters anymore. I love you; I only want you. You are perfect in every aspect of the word.” He kissed you and you wanted to cry. You loved this man so much.

“Okay,” you gave him a sad smile after your lips left each other. “I only asked because… well.. I wanted you to not have done it before because….. I wanted us to try it together,” you mumbled that last part under your breath, hoping he couldn’t hear you, but he did. And he was dumbfounded.

“You- you want to have a thre- threesome?”

You winced at his question. “Yes.. is that crazy?”

“No!” he rushed to make sure you knew he wasn’t judging you. “Babe it’s not crazy at all, I just didn’t think it would be something you were into.”

“Well… are you into it?”

“I mean, I guess I could be. I don’t particularly like the idea of sharing you though,” he joked, easing your nerves just a bit.

“Well I’d be sharing you too. Plus I want it to be with another girl!”

“Oh.”

To say Jimin was surprised would be an understatement. Everything about this conversation had shocked him, but this? He would have never seen this coming.

“Well.. do you like girls? In that way? Is that what this is about?” he asked thoughtfully.

“I’ve been attracted to women in the past, yes, but I’ve never really thought about it too deeply. Women are just beautiful, ya know?” you chuckled. “I would like to experience being with a girl to see how I like it, but we really don’t have to -”

“We can if you’re comfortable with it,” he cut you off. “I just- are you sure this is a good idea? If we do this, I don’t want you comparing yourself to the other girl.”

“I won’t! I mean… I’ll try my best not to. But I honestly think it could be fun. Doing things with you, and getting to have my first experience with another girl at the same time.”

And you also thought that Jimin having a new memory of a threesome that you were in replacing the memory of the old one could be a plus too.

“Okay then, let’s do it,” he smiled and kissed you.

It was a girl you had gone to high school with, Vanessa. She had came out as bisexual and openly dated and hooked up with both sexes. You weren’t exactly friends but had always been friendly enough with each other due to having common acquaintances. And she was hot. And also super nice. When you had reached out to her and explained your situation, she agreed with little to no reluctance.

Jimin took the backseat, wanting you to have the final decision in everything. In his mind, all he had to do was show up and make sure you were happy and feeling secure in your relationship. He wanted this entire experience to be about you and what you wanted which is why he easily agreed to the girl you chose, not taking much interest in her in the first place. He only had eyes for you and made sure to let you know as much as he could in the days leading up to the time you scheduled with Vanessa.

Now sitting in Jimin’s bedroom with your two partners, you felt a little more than awkward with the situation; however, Vanessa was quick to create a pleasant atmosphere with Jimin’s help.

“So, is there anything off limits for you two?” she asked.

You and Jimin shared a look, realizing that this was probably something you should have discussed beforehand. “Well.. uh, Y/n?” Jimin offered the question to you.

“Um… I don’t think so? Maybe just nothing with anal cause I’ve never done that before. Other than that, I think I’m good.”

“Alright, I can work with that,” Vanessa smiled sweetly. “Anything else?”

“No, I think we’re all set,” said Jimin.

“Great. Well then….” Vanessa got up and started moving towards you with a predatory gaze. “Let’s get these clothes off you,” she started removing your jacket after pulling off her own.

She caressed your arm before straddling your lap. You wrapped your arms around her waist, looking up at her with slightly scared eyes. She giggled at you before kissing you. The kiss was slow as she was clearing testing the waters, and when she started grinding down on your lap, you took the initiative to slip your tongue into her mouth, but she kept in control of the kiss anyways. As Vanessa rocked her hips on you, she moved your hands to make you grab her ass.

And Jimin sitting next to you was getting hard beyond belief at the sight of you two all over each other. Frankly, it makes him feel like one of those horny teenage boys who always fantasize about two women being together. He decided to intervene, coughing slightly to remind the two of you of his presence.

Vanessa pulled away from the kiss at that sound, smirking before she moved to sit in his lap too. His hands found a place on her waist, but he was sure to look at you for confirmation before doing anything. When you gave him a small nod, they moved to kiss each other. He’d be lying if he said he didn’t enjoy the feeling of her lips, but at the end of the day, they just weren’t yours.

“Move towards the headboard,” Vanessa sent the command to you once she pulled away from your boyfriend’s lips.

You followed her instructions and watched as she got off of Jimin’s lap and sunk to her knees in between his legs. Jimin had to take in a breath at the sight of her seductive eyes looking back at her. She unbuckled his belt, pulled it through the loops of his jeans and placed it in his hands, muttering a quick ‘hold this’ before starting to rub him through his pants. And when she licked him through his pants, he leaned back on his palms, waiting for her to get to work with her mouth. However, she had other plans.

“Oh Jimin, as fine as you are… and you are VERY fine, I’m more interested in playing with her,” she nodded her head towards you.

Having been sitting near the headboard this whole time and just watching, you were expecting the same as Jimin, that Vanessa was going to give him a blowjob, so when the attention was suddenly centered on you, you froze.

She stood to her feet and pulled you by your ankles to make you lay down. While you tried to control your breathing, Vanessa whispered something in your boyfriend's ear and stood back while Jimin approached you, smirking. He spread your legs and crawled in between them to sit on his knees, coming down to kiss you. His hands find your waist and begin tugging up the hem of your shirt before it's pulled over your head and thrown on the floor. You take the initiative to unhook your bra too before laying back down, pulling Jimin to kiss you again before breaking away.

“Y/n, Jimin is going to tie you up,” Vanessa comes to the side of the bed, breaking you out of the trance Jimin’s lips just put you in.

You felt Jimin bring your wrists together and wrap his belt around them, fastening them to one of the bars of the headboard. You tugged at the restraints to find that they weren’t too tight but tight enough that you couldn’t break free which made you a little tense. Sensing this, Jimin rubbed your thighs to soothe you and leaned down to press sweet kisses to the side of your neck.

“You doing okay?” he whispered.

“Yes… kiss me,” you replied and your lips connected once more.

Jimin schooched down the bed and took your panties and shorts off with him, leaving you bare for Vanessa who took Jimin’s place in between your legs. She kissed your lips, then moved to your neck leaving tiny love bites, and worked her way down to your breasts massaging both of them in her hands and licking and biting one of your nipples while looking you directly in the eyes before switching to the other. Behind her, you saw Jimin leaning against the wall in your room, staring at the sight before him and looking absolutely delectable. You couldn’t help the tiny moans you let out, so aroused that your wetness was starting to drip out of you and onto the bed.

When Vanessa had enough of teasing you, she turned back to look at boyfriend. “Do you eat your girlfriend out a lot Jimin?”

“Whenever she wants.”

“Good. Tell me how she likes it then,” Vanessa turned back to you, smirking before kissing down the length of your torso and biting at the inside of your thigh, closest to where you need her. You felt her breath puff out against you, creating a cooling sensation.

Jimin moved towards the bed and sat on his knees near your head, looking at you once before turning to watch Vanessa as he gave her instructions.

“Lick up her slit a few times, slowly,” he said and watched as she did so. “Good, now use the tip of your tongue to circle around her clit and then suck on it… fuck, just like that.”

Jimin couldn’t take his eyes off the sight of this woman eating you out. He was really turned on by it and you could tell when you saw him gripping himself through his tight jeans. At that moment, you decided to help him get off too.

“Fuck… uh, Jimin?” He finally turned his eyes towards you and all you saw was lust. “Fuck my mouth while she eats me out… please?”

And he didn’t even have to think twice before removing his clothes, joining you back on the bed. You tilted your head in his direction and stuck your tongue out, allowing him to gently tap it with the tip of his cock a few times. When you heard him whisper out a quiet ‘fuck,’ you suckled on the tip a little bit, swirling your tongue around it before letting him stick more of his length into your mouth. He let out a moan at the feeling of your mouth around him, and then let out another one when he turned to see Vanessa still eating you out after getting the hang of it.

He watched as she licked on your clit, sucked it and then thrust her tongue into your center a few times, causing you to let out little moans around him. Vanessa licked her way back up to your clit before lightly slapping your clit. The shock from it had you jolting up, taking more of Jimin in your mouth and when he felt your throat tighten around him, he threw his head back in pleasure, trusting into your mouth a little more aggressively.

“Fuck Vanessa, do that again,” he directed her and she listened, making you cry out around Jimin’s cock.

He brought his hand down to your head to remove the hair that was falling into your eyes and wrapped one hand around the back of your neck to thrust into your mouth more easily. “Fuck her open with your fingers,” he commanded while looking straight into your eyes, still thrusting.

When you felt Vanessa collect some of your wetness on a finger before sliding it in and sucking on your clit again, you gagged around Jimin. He let out a deep moan of your name at the feeling before taking himself out of your mouth to let you breathe. You coughed a few times and then he came down to kiss you again but all you could do was let out moans against his mouth as Vanessa added another finger into you and curled them, pushing that spongy spot inside of you.

“Does what she’s doing feel good, baby?” he asked.

“Yes.. it feels really good,” you nodded. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” you confessed.

“Jimin,” Vanessa stilled her fingers but licked against your clit just once. “Do I stop, or should we let her cum?”

“Hmm,” he looked down at you. “I don’t know. She’s been good, hasn’t she?” his hand traveled down to your soaking pussy, two fingers rubbing your clit.

“Yessss,” you whined, and then Vanessa began fucking you with her fingers again.

“Oh God, s-so soo close,” you breathed out.

“Yea? You gonna be a good little slut and come for us Y/n?” Jimin asked, slapping your clit lightly before rubbing again. And then you saw white as your orgasm took over, your back arching as you pulled at the belt against your wrists. Vanessa held your hips down and legs open while Jimin continued rubbing you through your orgasm before he saw it was too much for you.

“Good girl,” Vanessa cooed, rubbing your thigh as you came down from your high. “So good for me and your boyfriend,” she giggled as she pressed kisses into your thigh.

“What happens now?” you asked breathlessly.

“I don’t know.. Should we keep her tied up?” Jimin directs his question to Vanessa.

“Hmmm.. no. I think I have an idea,” she replied, moving off the bed to strip out her clothes and get something out of her backpack.

After Jimin undid the belt, he kissed both of your wrists, wrapping them around his neck taking you into his arms to kiss your lips. You giggled, loving how your boyfriend could be so caring a minute after calling you a slut and making you cum with another person you forgot was in the room until you felt her hands rubbing your backside and kissing your neck.

“I have a strap,” she whispered in your ear. “Can I fuck you?”

You weren’t expecting this, so you looked at your boyfriend in shock, but when you saw in his eyes that he was turned on by the thought of you getting fucked with a plastic dick, you said yes.

“Sorry Jimin, she’s mine for the next few minutes,” Vanessa jokingly pushed him away and he sat against the headboard, gripping his hard length.

You watched as Vanessa tied the strap around her waist, and then she gathered your hair into one hand and moved your head towards the plastic dick, prompting you to get on your hands and knees,

“Suck on it a little bit, Y/n. Get it nice and wet so I can fuck you with it.”

You looked up at her and then down at the fake penis and opened your mouth, allowing her to guide it into your mouth. It was different from what you were used to, missing the warmth and thick girth that your boyfriend provided, but being a bit lengthier. You bob your head on it, coating it with your saliva before pulling back.

“Stay right there,” Vanessa whispered, kissing you and patting your check before moving behind you, giving you a full view of your boyfriend with his hand wrapped around his cock, precum dripping from the tip. He stared back at you with an intensity you’ve never seen from him before.

Vanessa watched the two of you for a second before harshly smacking your right ass cheek, making you whimper and arch your back even more.

“Is Jimin the only person who’s ever fucked you Y/n?” Vanessa asked while rubbing the tip of the toy against your wetness, slightly pushing into you and then quickly pulling out, effectively teasing you.

“Yes,” you breathe out.

“Yea? Well let’s change that, hmm?”

And then she slid the toy into you. You were so wet that there was little to no resistance because of how wet you’ve been the whole time. And again, you were missing the warmth that comes with Jimin’s cock, but this plastic one still felt good enough to make you almost scream out ‘oh shit’ as she bottomed out into you. She pulled out, and gave you a few more thrusts, allowing you to adjust to the toy. She tightened her grip on your waist, and sped up her movements a bit. Once she was able to fuck you more easily, she brought her hand to your head and pushed it down towards the bed, making you arch your back further and allowing her to go deeper.

“That feel good Y/n?”

“So good, so so good,” your moans muffled out into the pillow she was holding your head into. out as you felt her hitting that spongy spot inside of you again.

Vanessa leaned down towards you, moving the hair that had fanned out across your cheek to the side and whispered in your ear, “tell your boyfriend how much you like it.”

With your head still pressed into the pillow, your eyes traveled up your boyfriend's body. His hard cock was standing at attention, tip red with precum leaking out, his hand wrapped tightly around it. He was lazily stroking it as he watched the scene before him. Your eyes traveled up more to see his toned chest and the bottom half of his face where he was biting his lip so hard it looked like he might draw blood.

Once your eyes found your boyfriends, you were surprised, as you had never seen his eyes so dark before, so full of lust. You had never seen him so turned on. “I like it,” you groaned out onto the pillow.

Jimin used his free hand to slip the pillow from under your head. “ What was that? I couldn’t hear you, slut.”

“I like it,” you nearly screamed as Vanessa was hitting all the right spots within you.

“Yea? You like getting fucked by Vanessa? You like her using that plastic in you while I’m sitting here, aching for you? You have me right here but you also needed the dildo cause you’re a greedy little whore, aren’t you?”

It was at this moment that you became aware of your boyfriend's degradation kink. You also found that you liked being degraded.

“Fuck yes!” you yelled out as you felt Vanessa move her hand underneath your body, her fingers finding your clit and rubbing it in a circular motion while continuing to pound you into the bed.

You were close. So close to coming again when you felt Vanessa stop, and pull your body up by your hair. You were at eye level with Jimin now and continued to hold eye contact with him as Vanessa gave you little shallow strokes in this new position.

“You’re letting somebody slut you out in front of your own boyfriend. Imagine what our classmates would think Y/n. You were always such a good girl,” she said, giving you a sharp thrust. “See how hard your boyfriend is for you, hmm? You got wetter when he was talking to you just now. Why don’t you be a good girl and go help him out. Go ride him Y/n.”

“Come here, pretty girl,” he called to you and held out his hand for you to take. It sounded like his voice had dropped another octave or two.

Once you were close enough, his hands gripped your waist and guided you to straddle his lap. As you were still kind of inexperienced, Jimin knew you still felt a little insecure about your riding skills, so he decided to guide you.

“You still okay?” he whispered.

“Yea.. are you?” you smiled and looked down at his hard length, wrapping your hand around it. He hissed at the feeling and dove in for a kiss.

You felt Vanessa sneak up behind you and replace your hand on Jimin’s dick, sliding it back and forth between your sopping wet folds as the two of you continue to kiss. When Vanessa lines Jimin up with your entrance, Jimin breaks the kiss and uses his grip on your waist to pull you down onto his length. Both of your mouths drop open, momentarily speechless at the feeling. It felt much different than what you had experienced with Vanessa. He was warm inside of you. He was familiar… It felt like returning home.

Vanessa’s hands joined Jimin’s on your waist, and they both began to guide you to move up and down on his cock. You wrapped your arms around his neck to try and ground yourself somehow when Vanessa continued guiding you while Jimin focused his efforts on thrusting up into you.

“Oh my God,” Jimin whined as his lips found purchase on your neck, leaving kisses all over the area and little love bites.

“Now keep bouncing on your boyfriend’s cock just like that,” Vanessa said as she released her hold on you. You felt one of her hands travel from your waist and up your torso, stopping to play with one of your breasts and lightly pinch your nipple and then move further up until it was wrapped around your neck, slightly choking you. Her other hand moved to play with your clit again. You closed your eyes and cried out as soon as you felt her fingers on you. You weren’t going to last much longer, and you knew you wouldn’t be able to hold it.

“Jimin, I think we’re about to make your girlfriend cum,” Vanessa teased, tightening her grip on your throat.

“I think you’re right,” he lightly chuckled. “Look at me, pretty girl,” Jimin said, slapping your thigh and then letting his hands replace Vanessa’s on your waist. “Look right at me baby, open your eyes.”

You did as he commanded and were met with a sight you loved to see. Your boyfriend looked absolutely wrecked. Sweat dripping from his forehead, cheeks flushed, lips swollen from bites and kisses, and eyes darker than ever.

Jimin’s look paired with the dirty talk you couldn’t quite comprehend that Vanessa was whispering into your was pushing you over the edge.

“My pretty girl is gonna cum for me, right? My pretty little slut is gonna cum all over my cock, hmm? Keep those eyes open. Right on me.”

And you did exactly as he said. Your orgasm hit you, leaving your jaw slack and your body leaning back into Vanessa. Your legs started shaking as you raised yourself off his cock and let out heavy pants. Vanessa sat back with you between her legs, cooing at you, calling you all kinds of ‘pretty’ and ‘good girl’ as you came down from your high.

Without your knowledge, as you were busy trying to catch your breath, Jimin and Vanessa shared a quick look and head nod before both of their full attention were back on you. Jimin crawled in between your open legs and pressed a light kiss on your forehead as Vanessa continued to stroke your arms in a comforting way.

“You’re doing so well for us, y/n,” he said, pecking your lips. “You want to keep going?”

You were fucked out of your mind at this point, and so, you just nodded your head and gave your boyfriend a stupid smile.

“Okay. Stay just like this for me,” he sweetly stroked your cheek. “Vanessa, hold her legs open,” he instructed.

Vanessa held your legs up using the area behind your knees and then widened them. This position essentially left you immobile as you were laying directly on Vanessa and couldn’t move backwards either. And it’s exactly what Jimin wanted.

He slapped the tip of his cock against your sensitive and engorged clit a few times, smiling at your whining before using his hand to guide himself into your entrance once more.

“Fuck Y/n, you feel so good,” he groaned as he bottomed out. “Always so fucking good for me.”

His hands gripped your torso and he began fucking you faster, fucking you with purpose. The wet sound of skin slapping against skin mixed with your non stop moaning filled the room. You were so wet that he slipped out of you and he re-entered you, quickly resuming his previous movements.

The feeling was becoming too much for you to handle, too good, and you started wiggling your hips a little trying to move back, but it was impossible to do so with Vanessa’s grip on your legs and her body directly behind yours. Your boyfriend realized what you were trying to do and let out a deep chuckle.

“Vanessa,” Jimin calls out to her as he started slowing down his thrusts. . “Do you wanna know a secret?”

“Mmmhmm,” she hummed in response, too focused on watching your boyfriend move in and out of you.

“Y/n here is a runner,” he grunted. “Almost every time I fuck her, she tries to run from me. That’s why I’m happy you’re here.”

He looks down at you while you look up at him and his grip on your toso tightens. He stops his movements inside of you completely before lowering himself more towards you and giving you a light peck on your lips.

“There’s nowhere-” hard thrust “for you-” hard thrust “to run-” harder thrust “now.”

He began fucking you harder and harder, and you didn’t think you had ever felt him so deeply inside of you before. You could also feel Vanessa holding onto your legs tighter and grinding against the bed, no doubt turned on by the scene between you and your lover unfold right in front of her.

“Hmm.. look at how well you’re taking that dick Y/n. I know it feels so good. You should never run from it, sweetie,” said Vanessa. “Do you wanna cum again? Want your boyfriend to have you shaking all over his cock again?”

“Yes,” you looked up to her and answered, being so fucked out you were barely able to get the word out.

“Well I’m not the one fucking you am I?” she nodded towards Jimin. “Tell your boyfriend what you want. Ask him to let you cum.”

You refocused your attention on the man fucking into you. At this point, your eyes were so low that you could barely see him. Before you could even say anything, he shook his head at you causing you to whine once more.

“Can I please cum, Jimin? I’ve been so good for you and Vanessa. Please make me cum. Please let me cum. Please, please, please, please, please,” you cried. You could hear the desperation in your own voice and normally you would’ve been embarrassed, but you wanted to come so badly that you couldn’t even find it within yourself to care.

“You wanna come baby? I’ll make you cum.”

And you were so close, so so close to that feeling, that undeniable bliss you had been chasing, but Jimin stopped fucking you to reposition your body with the help of the girl holding you. Now Vanessa was sitting on her knees, your torso on her thigh, and holding your legs back while Jimin’s hands were on your hips, holding them up off the bed. As he continued fucking you, much harder and faster now, your body rocked back and forth against Vanessa’s thighs. And every thrust he gave you was pushing into your g-spot once more. They could both tell you were super close now, and Vanessa almost dropped one of your legs to move her hand towards your clit again until Jimin directed her not to.

“Don’t touch her,” he directed the comment towards Vanessa. “If she wants to cum, she’s gonna do it just like this… fuck,” he groaned.

The feeling of him pressing into your g-spot repeatedly left you shaking, and the sound of his thighs slapping against your ass left your ears ringing. It was like you were feeling everything all at once, but the feelings felt so good that you were numb. As Jimin was fucking you as best as he could and Vanessa was trying to sooth you with her words and light kisses on your forehead, all you could do was yell out any and everything that came to mind about how it felt so good, how it was too much, how you never wanted it to end, and how badly you wanted– needed to come.

And eventually, you did. The feeling was so intense, so overpowering and euphoric that you didn’t even realize you were crying. Or how hard your legs were shaking, or that you had squirted all over your boyfriend’s lower abdomen.

You didn’t register anything that had happened until you heard both Vanessa and your boyfriend cooing at you. His arms wrapped around you, pulling you up towards him and pressing his lips against your own. Vanessa rubbed your back as he hugged you, both of them whispering praises in your ear like no tomorrow.

You were thoroughly fucked out. There was no way you would be able to take anymore and they both knew that. You knew that both Vanessa and Jimin had not cum yet as both of them had been focusing their energy on trying to make you cum. You also knew that Jimin wouldn’t make a move towards her without your permission first, so despite you being tired, you decide to make the first move for them.

“Vanessa, lay down,” you commanded, but your voice came out smaller than you expected it to.

Nevertheless, she laughed before doing as you asked, and you joined her on the bed. Your lips connected and before you knew it, you were in a heated make out session with lip biting and tongue everywhere. You hummed into the kiss before moving your lips down her neck, across her collarbones, and to her breast leaving little kisses in your wake. Your hands found both of her breasts, squeezing and massaging them just to get a feel, as you had never felt a pair that wasn’t your own. And then your lips wrapped around one of her nipples, sucking lightly and then giving the same treatment to the other. One of your hands slid down the rest of her body and found its way to her wet center.

When your cool hands connected with her wet warmth, she let out a deep sigh. You quickly looked back at Jimin, signaling that you wanted him to join you, thus he began kissing Vanessa and playing with her tits as you abandoned them for her pussy. After completely coating your index finger in her wetness, you slid it into her wet hole and heard her moan out even louder, asking you to add in another finger. And you did just that, slowly finger fucking her while moving further down on the bed. You had never touched a girl in this way, and you had never eaten a girl out, but you figured you might as well try it now.

When your face reached her center, you gave her clit a little experimental lick, and you felt her wiggle her hips a bit. She was too occupied with what Jimin was doing with her to give you directions, so you just decided to go for it and wrap your lips around her clit, sucking it harshly.

“Fuck y/n, that’s so good. Just like that please.”

Her little praise motivated you to keep going, changing the angle of your fingers inside of her and eating her out more messily, so much so that her juices were spreading over your face. You looked up to see her jerking your boyfriend off while he was still teasing her nipples. They were both so close, and you wanted them both to cum after they had fucked you so well.

“Jimin, come fuck her,” you said, before going back down to lick her once more.

When his eyes met yours to see that you were 100% okay with it, he obeyed and you switched spots with him. You watched him give himself a few more jerks before lining up with her entrance, but you stopped him with a low ‘wait’ before he could go in. Your eyes met his and you gave him the most sultry look you could muster before you bent down and took his length into your mouth, deepthroating him immediately and keeping your eyes on his the entire time as you began bobbing your head on him as well. You took him out of your mouth and spit on his length, rubbing it up and down on him trying to get him nice and wet.

“Now you can fuck her,” you smirked, letting him go and moving back towards Vanessa. He really never thought that you would be so freaky, and in that moment, Jimin wanted to bend you over and fuck you again, but he figured he would save it for another day.

He slid his cock into Vanessa, stretching her out and watching as she gasped at the feeling.

“Hoy fuck,” she moaned. “My god y/n, your boyfriend feels amazing. So so big. God, I’m not gonna last,” she whined.

“That’s okay,” Jimin started. “I’m not gonna last much longer either,” he said as he started to speed up.

As he was fucking her, you went to sit next to him and watch. You never thought you would be turned on watching your boyfriend with someone else, but the sight in front of you was nothing short of incredible. Who wouldn’t be turned while watching two extremely hot people fuck?

You momentarily stole his attention when you kissed on his neck, prompting him to turn his head and kiss you fully. But you didn’t wanna ruin this for Vanessa, so you broke away from him and crawled closer to her, kissing her again before running a hand down the length of her body before connecting your fingers with her clit. You rubbed fast circles against it, leaving her moaning into your mouth and tightening around Jimin’s cock before her jaw dropped completely.

“Fuck I’m close,” he warned, speeding up his thrusts. “I’m so fucking close. Oh my god.”

“Me too, me too,” Vanessa groaned.

“Y/n, turn around, come here,” Jimin instructed.

And so you changed your position so that you were straddling Vanessa’s stomach, facing Jimin and matching his height at the moment. Your fingers resumed their work on her clit which made her cry out once more, and one of Jimin’s hands moved to wrap around the back of your neck. And while Vanessa began to rub and play with your ass that was in front of her, your boyfriend pulled you in for a kiss while he continued to fuck into the girl below you. Even though he was fucking someone else, his focus was still on you, just like it always was.

And when Jimin began to fuck her harder, hitting all the right spots, she came with a loud “oh shit.” It was the leg shaking, toes curling, eyes rolling back kind of orgasm that Vanessa rarely ever got when she had sex with guys. She became impossibly tight and Jimin slipped out of her while you moved from on top of her to next to her, rubbing her stomach in a soothing manner like she had done for you when you came.

After Vanessa had a quick breather, she pulled you to join her on the floor as you both sat on your knees. You had a feeling that you knew where she was going with this, so you held your hand out for your boyfriend to take, leading him to stand in front of both you and Vanessa. Jimin could’ve cum at the sight below him– two girls that he had fucked and completely wrecked, one of them which he was completely in love with. And his dick was incredibly hard, possibly harder than it had been ever before.

Both you and Vanessa wrapped a hand around him and began stroking him together. And you decided to suck on his tip while Vanessa stroked the rest of his length. Jimin threw his head back in absolute pleasure and let out the loudest moan you’d heard from him yet. His hand found the back of your head, wanting you to lower your mouth a bit, and Vanessa followed your bobbing movements with her hand until she decided to change course and began suckign on his balls. After a few seconds of this, when the feeling became too much, Jimin finally came down your throat with a loud moan of your name as Vanessa was still fondling his balls and until he let go of you fell back to sit on the bed.

You tried your best to swallow the sticky substance, but as all of it didn't end up in your mouth and began dripping on your cheek, Vanessa licked it off of your face before kissing you with tongue to get more.

“Fucking hell..” Jimin sighed, watching the scene before him.

When you finally broke away from the kiss with Vanessa and met his eyes, you giggled before turning back to Vanessa and giving her one last peck. Your boyfriend held out his hand to help you stand up and join him on the bed before offering the same thing to Vanessa. She only stood and then put her hands on her hips, loudly breathing out before looking down at the both of you on the bed. A shy smile spread across your face before you snuggled closer to your boyfriend, and Vanessa just giggled, finding you to be extremely cute.

She excused herself to the bathroom to shower before packing her things up and getting ready to go. You showed her out, hugged her goodbye, and thanked her once again for joining you both.

When she left and you rejoined Jimin, you couldn’t meet his eyes, not after all of the depraved shit you just did. And when you went to sit on the opposite side of the bed, he knew something was up.

“You’re freaking out in your head right now, aren’t you?” he chuckled.

“Well how could I not be freaking out. We just did…. all of.. that!”

“I know,” he whispered, getting up to join you on your side of the bed. He pushed you to lay down and then laid on top of you, forcing you to look him in the eyes. “But you liked it, right? It wasn’t too much for you?” You could hear the concern in his voice.

“No… I did like it. I’m probably gonna be really sore for the next couple of days, but I’d say this experience was worth it,” you laughed.

“Then that’s all that matters, Y/n. That, and the fact that I absolutely love you,” he said.

He kissed you and the smile grew across your face.

You knew that any future experiences you had, whether they be sexual or not, you wanted them all to be with him.

Notes: If you’ve read this before it’s because I previously posted and private this twice but OMMMGGG, I’m kinda getting emotional right now because I worked on this fic for over a year and generally haven’t posted in about two years. This is the longest fic I’ve written thus far (also the smuttiest) and I’m kind of proud of it. I can’t promise that I’ll write more but if this story is received well, then I’ll definitely make an effort to try. Hope anyone who comes across this enjoys and PLEASE leave feedback; it’s greatly appreciated! :) Also, I’m also planning to keep this little “series” going and write about more of Y/n’s firsts so stay tuned for that!

Another thing, I have more time in my schedule to write now so IM REOPENING MY REQUESTS! SEND SOME IN PLZ & THNX!

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