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[ vol i | vol ii | vol iii | vol iv ]

happy january friends! :D

there have been a crazy number of wonderful fics that I have had time to catch up on this month, and I've saved a few for next month's rec as well!

as always, please remember to leave kudos and a comment if you enjoyed the fic or show support in other ways, and be kind! mind the tags and if you come across something you dislike, please kindly (and quietly) move on.

this turned out to be a bit of a long one! I hope everyone has had a wonderful start to the new year so far, and happy reading y'all! <3

it's a kind of magic | Jaistiel | E | 82k

Henry, the man who had asked if Alex's magic hurt him before asking if he used it for evil things. Henry, the man who seemed terrified of his magic, but also held a level of awe and wonder about it. Henry, the man who was likely scared out of his mind to share a tent with someone capable of the things Alex could do, but was offering anyway. "Alex." He watched as Henry's eyes widened with shock, his jaw dropping open just enough for his full lips to form a small, perfect 'o' shape. "If you're asking me to share your tent and your blankets, I guess you should at least know my name."

you can see it with the lights out | weathersriley | G | 3k

"Alex thinks of the water. Of feeling like he might never reach the surface, might never reach Henry. But Henry is here; Alex remembers falling asleep in the glow of his presence, and beneath his shaking fingers, Henry’s chest is warm and his heart is beating steadily and Henry is here. Alex is afraid, but Henry is here."

Dream A Little Dream Of Me | @affectionatelyrs | T+ | 9k

They’re no longer in the garden. There’s no grass, no flowers, no fireflies. Only stars—hundreds upon hundreds of them in an otherwise vast sea of darkness, dazzling and twinkling and here. “How—” “They came here for you,” Alex says, his voice light. “It’s what you desired. So, I asked them to come and shine. Just for you.” “But won’t the world need them?” Alex shrugs and simply says, “You need them more.” [Or, Five times Alex visits Henry in his dreams during his dark days, and one time he does so in the real world (and stays)]

if I do not have (your) love, I am nothing | @read-and-write- | M | 9k

The church says that sin keeps you away from God. Your disobedience is to remain hidden and only admitted during confession. The greater the sin, the greater your penance should be, and God, as the loving God he is, will forgive you. Because God is love, and he’s the greatest expression of it. Love thy neighbor is the greatest mandate of all. Yet, when Alex loves, his love is seen as perverse, impure. The greatest sin he has committed was to fall in love with another man, who has lain by his side during countless nights. But when Alex looks at Henry, he finds nothing reprehensible, nothing unclean. Instead, he finds the truest form of worship held between his arms, trailing fingertips that climb up Henry’s spine as a litany of words spill out from his mouth. A room consecrated by each whisper of God’s name, said so reverently that no one would dare say they have taken His name in vain. [A character study of Alex, religion, divinity and love.]

sea of endless hope | acastle | E | 65k+

Henry watches Alex, the man he adores and loves so ardently, and the moment is palpable, delicate, and yet too large for even the sky to contain. He watches Alex, and in that moment, he wants to be his husband, the ache and urge of it almost unbearable. “Daddy!” Nena takes Henry’s hands, and he looks down at her, the angel who had saved him, and he smiles at her, quiet with emotion, letting her lead him into place. He would follow her, follow Alex, anywhere. (Henry, Alex, and their daughter, and the first years of coming home, forever.)

I wake up with your memory over me (and that's a real fucking legacy) | @coffeecatsme | E | 21k

The ski instructor stops in front of him, takes off his goggles, and Henry about stops breathing for another reason. “Hey,” Alexander says with a grin, his face distinctly lacking in wrinkles Henry was expecting from a renowned instructor. There’s a bright grin on his face that rivals the sun, rich brown curls spilling out of a red beanie, and Henry realizes he’s absolutely fucked for a whole other reason than his inability to figure out how to stay upright in skis. [Or, the one in which Henry is hopeless at skiing despite his family's aspirations, and Mary hires Alex as an instructor to amend that.]

Praise and Supplication | @nocoastposts | E | 3k

Alex is always moving, always going, always seeking. He is defiance and brashness tinged with anxiety, but not in these moments. Henry pins him down with a gaze as heavy as his touch, and all of Alex’s motions cease. He is calm, he is obedient, he is pliable. He knows he’ll be broken apart piece by piece, sending waves of heat deep into his core. [When Alex gets stuck in his head, Henry helps him let go.]

Room for Rent (Sex Dungeon Not Included) | @everwitch-magiks | E | 19k

When Alex comes, he only knows two things: that he’s good, and that he’s Henry’s. And that’s all he needs to know. Alex’s housemate has a sex dungeon. It’s pretty much exactly what you’d expect; whips and bondage gear and a chair that looks like something a gynecologist would have use for. Alex, being the chill, sex-positive guy he is, is of course extremely cool with this. Totally normal about it. Enthusiastically supportive, even. But as Alex watches Henry invite a steady stream of men into his dungeon, he develops one tiny little issue with the arrangement: he desperately wants to take their place.

stolen glances with a string attached | @wordsofhoneydew | T+ | 6k

Henry’s eyes widen, his body tensing up in sheer humiliation. That’s when he sees a sly smirk make its way to the man’s lips, and it only makes the embarrassment course through his body more rapidly, feeling all the blood rush to his cheeks. The man then spins around in his office chair, reaching for what looks to be a piece of paper and a pen. He scribbles on it for a swift moment before pressing the paper up against his office window. The paper reads, “TAKE A PIC,” written in sloppy, bubble-like handwriting just barely legible enough for Henry to read. The man grabs another paper and writes for a moment longer, this time reading, “JK” with a winky face. Henry cocks an inquisitive eyebrow in his direction, the embarrassment slowly morphing into curiosity as the man turns the paper over for Henry to read the other side. “ALEX.” [An AU in which two men fall in love through their office windows]

two is better than one | @bigassbowlingballhead | E | 8k

“You’ve thought about being with two of me, baby?” Alex teases, “Are you sure you can handle that?” he smirks. “I can’t say the thought hasn’t crossed my mind.” Henry says matter of factly. “Not that it’s even fathomable.” “What if it could be…”

love left a permanent mark | @hypnostheory | E | 10k

Henry clears his throat and answers again. “I’m a bit nervous. About the needles.” “Thank you for telling me,” Alex says, voice dipping low. Henry wouldn’t move from his spot on the couch if the apartment was on fire. “People aren’t afraid of the needle. They’re afraid of the pain. But you’re not scared of that, right?” [Henry decides to get a tattoo. It comes with more than one kind of aftercare.]

Grounded In Fact | @england-would-fall | E | 5k

When Georgetown grad student Henry's and Alex's flights home are cancelled for bad weather, they secure the last room at a nearby hotel. Henry Fox, facing the prospect of sharing a bed with his roommate/love of his life/friend he has never confessed his feelings to, enters into an epic state of Gay Panic (tm). Come on in and watch as Henry Who Is Experiencing The Greatest Tragedy Since The Burning Of Alexandria navigates this very real and not at all in-his-head crisis.

kitchen confidential | @dumbpeachjuice | T+ | 4k

The NDA is approximately a mile long. “Jesus fuck,” Alex splutters. “What, is their favourite film The Menu or something? Am I gonna come out of this one alive?” [Or, the one where Alex is hired to cater a private dinner party for Prince Henry and his friends, and it does not go as he expects.]

Newton's Fourth Law | dilfpickles | E | 26k

In which Alex meets his new very attractive roommate through Reddit, downloads Grindr, and discovers some things about himself and his roommate in the process.

Knowing me, knowing you | phlebotinxm | E | 8k

It wasn’t like the thought crept up on him by surprise. It had come in waves, like white salty water spread upon the shore and leaving little bits of foam and dust for people to see, like an idea Henry couldn’t quite shake that seemed to bleed into every era of their lives. It stayed at the back of his mind as he got up in the morning, and pulsed against his temple when he fell asleep. [In which, upon discovering something he’d never imagined about his father, Henry realizes that he is ready to take the next big step in his and Alex’s relationship.]

All the Lonely Starbucks Lovers | @kiwiana-writes | E | 5k

“That floor doesn’t look like it’s very comfortable on your knees, is all.” Henry leans forward, scooping out a piece of brownie that got under the counter, somehow. “I wouldn’t worry about that—my knees are quite used to it, I assure you.” A ringing silence follows this pronouncement, during which Henry focuses very hard on opening a trap door directly into hell with the power of his mind. [Or, five times Henry puts his foot in his mouth in front of his customer crush, and one time he puts his dick in his customer crush's mouth instead doesn't.]

The Consequences (Of Our Actions) series | @anchoredarchangel | E | 78k+

"I sort of came out as bisexual to both Nora and myself when we were watching that fucking snoozefest of a Royal Wedding years ago, and I told her with no hesitation that you were on my list.” Suddenly, Henry looks very present in this previously one-sided conversation, eyes boring into him even if he sounds a little choked as he clarifies, “I was on-” “My No Consequences sex list,” Alex confirms brazenly, “Yeah." [Or: During an inadvisable spot of dating years back, Alex and Nora made a game out of making extensive lists of celebrities they could hook up with without it being cheating. One breakup and several years later, Alex meets someone on his list for the very first time at a charity gala and decides it's appropriate to tell him all about it.]

Burnt Offering | justice fortheJ14magazine | G | 9k

He just needs to get through washing his hair. Simple. Except washing his hair has never been simple. It’s the polar opposite, actually. The more he thinks about the task set out in front of him, the more daunting and impossible it feels. His limbs feel like lead and the weight of the hot water pouring over him makes his head buzz. But Alex can do this. He’s done it before. A shower after a long lacrosse game or that one time he had the flu and had to stop three times to sit under the water and collect himself. He can handle a little finals week exhaustion. He has to. [Or, Alex’s hair care routine is elaborate, he struggles to let Henry help him, and he learns some important things about receiving love through service.]

Ho for the Holidays | @whimsymanaged | E | 6k

“Listen, don’t worry about this,” Henry says quickly, already mentally crafting the passive-aggressive text he’s going to send Pez. “Better luck next year. I’ll just be off—“ “Hold your damn horses.” Alex stops Henry with a fast, surprisingly gentle hand to his wrist. His eyebrows furrow. “What did you put on your questionnaire?” Henry’s ears go hot. “That’s none of your business.” Alex scoffs and leans in closer. “Baby, we matched. It’s safe to say we have at least some interests in common. Be honest—was it because you confessed to having a secret desire to slap me?” [Or, Pez organizes an event called Ho for the Holidays, and these two idiots get paired up.]

see you all soon! :D

sarah / anincompletelist xx

#my fic recs #fic recs #rwrb fic #red white and royal blue fanfic #firstprince #Alex x Henry #alex claremont diaz #henry fox mountchristen windsor

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tipsyleaf · 6 days

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CHRIS STANS RISE!!! WE NEED TO GIVE THAT MAN MORE LOVE AND ATTENTION!!! 😤

Domestic Chris…Because that’s my specialty. 🥹

I see Chris having three kids, two boys, one girl. He’d be the type of dad to push his boys so hard, always expecting the best of the best from them. His daughter as well, but not as harsh. I see them all pretty close in age, maybe 1-2 years apart for each kid.

He’d have his boys do all sorts of sports and activities. Football, baseball, basketball, tennis, track, cross country, you name it, they do it. Chris would also help them practice, especially in football and baseball. His daughter would probably do ballet, tennis, and be in the Girl Scouts with Cecilia, and maybe do drama with Violet as well.

Also, it’s very much cannon that Chris spoils his daughter 10X more than his boys. His little girl wants to go on a Sephora shopping trip? Take his card and go crazy. His boys want to go out with their friends? Here’s $25 for the both of you.

Chris is also such a loving husband. He’d buy you gifts “Just because”. Or if you mention a new designer purse online, it would mysteriously show up on the dining table to greet you when you woke up…With a handwritten note of course. You were very much a spoiled wife, but he didn’t care, you gave him three beautiful kids for god sakes, of course he’d buy you whatever you want.

If there was ever a time any of your boys were disrespectful to you while he was gone, (Because they know better than to mess with their mother while dad’s around.) He’d give them the “You don’t disrespect MY wife.” Talk. Ugh, 😣 give me a chance Chris…☹️

- Anon! 🎀

🎀 ANON I FUCKING LOVE YOU I'VE BEEN WANTING TO TALK ABOUT HIM BUT NO ONE REALLY DOES MUCH IN THE CHRIS TAG ANYMORE AND THAT PLUMMETS MY MOTIVATION!!!

But I'll scream with you anyday bb!!!

(I'm sorry this is so long I just couldn't help myself 😭)

Okay so I've had the idea that Chris met someone with a child from a previous relationship (Your first born son, Let's name him Oliver and call him Ollie for short! He's like 2 years older than Violet. He struggles a bit in school so they're in the same grade, along with his younger brother, after he was held back in 5th and 8th grade but that's okay! Everyone struggles!)

Ollie was like 2 when they first met. Your ex-husband was a HORRIBLE MAN, absolutely terrible to you and the only good thing he ever did was bless you with Ollie. That's it.

Chris and his wife met through work (let's be honest here, how tf else would he meet a woman? Chris is very much a workaholic.) His wife is basically the lead of the BSAA's dispatch response team (Basically what Hunnigan does at the FOS but the BSAA's version) and she's good at her job. Very strong willed and mouthy as a mf. Isn't scared to go back at anyone over the radio and definitely got into it with Chris once or twice before they officially met.

(catch me posting what happened when they met in person the first chance someone asks)

Anyway!!

After y'all start dating it doesn't take long before you introduce Chris to your son and Ollie is just OBSESSED with Chris. Like you've never seen this kid so excited to see another human being until Chris shows up. You two only started dating for a few months and Ollie already calls Chris dad. You try correcting him scared AF that Chris is gonna get freaked out but he's actually super chill with it. He's use to taking care of people, he basically raised Claire after their parents died but this little guy is much younger and a lot more fun and excitable than Claire was.

A few months into the relationship you find out you're pregnant. Chris is excited but also freaking out with how often he's gone. But everything works out and you end up having your second son, Christopher Jr but CJ for short.

You and Chris end up getting married not long after your first anniversary after the babies born. Not making a big deal out of anything just getting papers signed and having a little get together celebrating everything.

2 years go by, Ollie's in Kindergarten and CJ does daycare. You start getting horribly ill out of nowhere. So you go get checked out and oh God you're pregnant again...

(This would be the point in time where Leon starts bugging for another baby with his wife)

9 months of Chris being a nervous wreck fly by and the world meets your daughter, Talulla, Lulu for short.

Chris would be adamant on sticking the kids in after school activities once they're old enough. His boys would do sports and his baby girl in softball and girl scouts so she can hangout with her pseudo cousins. (Her being 2 years younger than Violet and 2 years older than Cecilia) Until her older cousin quits cause girl scouts are for babies (🙄)

Chris and his wife would be UBER COMPETITIVE when it came to cookie selling season. It's all out war between the Redfield's and Kennedy's every year.

I feel like Ollie would also really be musically gifted and play piano for the school choir and musicals. Lulu would Ed up wanting to do drama but be a stage hand or in the costume department. She's actually very shy.

CJ is basically Chris when he was a kid. Always doing stupid shit... Getting in trouble over the dumbest of things but looking out for others. (Definitely beat up that kid who was picking on Violet when they were 7.)

You're getting calls from the school at least once a month because CJ got in trouble for either getting into an argument with a teacher over rules or another kid tried something stupid.

#chris redfield x you #chris redfield x reader #chris redfield x y/n #chris redfield #chris redfeild x reader #🏘️ domestic life with chris redfield

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seokjinsonlyone · 11 months

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most to least likely to end up with someone black

hoseok: idk i just get this feeling this vibe likeeeee it just make sense i see it like the way he carry himself like just look at the chicken noodle soup mv and tell me u can't see it and he literally has a song with j cole and if he in there with coleworld he is def in there wit da fam and then we got the whole time he had tinashe as his lockscreen and we all seen the my universe video like he took ole alien girl home idc idc and overall he just reminds me of my grandma so it make sense

jimin: no limit babe like i've seen this man bark at the thought of usher; and in general this year especially including his album jimin has just really been existing in spaces i didn't expect him to see and i am more than pleasantly surprised. like originally when i first made this he was near the bottom idk why bc he's literally performed to take you down but yeah he def up there now. like y'all remember that photo of him wit da choir for set me free SPEAKING OF SET ME FREE F YA OPPS?1!!1 HENNESSY AT NIGHT⁉️ LIKE IF BLACK PEOPLE HAD A REPRESENTATIVE BRAND OF LIQUOR IT WOULD BE HENNESSY LIKE COME ON and then just his personality is soooo i can't explain why he's all the way up here in this list properly but source: trust me bro

joon: listen we all know that joon be looking and be listening like he has a song with erykah badu with wale with anderson paak he be listening to musiq soulchild he is just made for a black woman (me) but he is a little further down on the list than i expected to put him only bc joon is just so korean and he loves korea and being korean that he might wanna keep it the country idk he definitely down for it tho we know he be looking and frfr this is just insurance for myself so if it don't happen i won't feel publicly played bc i called it but just know imma be somewhere on a ledge with my head in my hands wondering if i should do it or not okay kskslsk

yoon: u know i originally had yoongi near the bottom of the list solely bc he was a workaholic homebody and i was like he is not ending up with nobody much less somebody black if he spent all his time in his studio but now he in his social traveling era and i'm just like 🧐 bc clearly he has the ability to uphold foreign relationships (i.e. max, halsey...) and then i think about how he had all black backup dancers for his tonight show performance like i mean i'm not sure how much say they have in that kind of thing but it felt real deliberate to me and then there's the fact that yoongi just has the ability to look comfortable like he fit in anywhere like i'm thinking of that one photo where he was with one of juicewrld's producers and made homeboy look like he was the outsider in his own studio and then on tour it's clear that he got that dawg in him like he can handle his own he can handle ME which is crazy bc i be looking at men and knowing i'm way out of their depth but i'm telling you yoongi had the power to make me not look at jimin which is an insane ability so I'M JS idk if he would but he fo sho could if he wanted he got that lil poker face going so i'm not extremely confident but i can see it

jungkook: i’m not gon mention the fact that he said he liked girls with healthy sun kissed skin after that trip to la on american hustle life imma just leave that out i’ll also leave out normani at the bbmas what i will talk about is them meeting ms megan now ik jk claiming he ain’t shy no more but he still don’t be saying much except for when he met ms megan homeboy was showing up and showing out dancing talking teaching the choreo cackling for no reason man was grinning from ear to ear whole time nose got the workout of a lifetime from being continuously scrunched ALSO i mention this at least once a week but that r&b playlist he had going while he was folding his underwear???? my naega my naega u ain't listening to bryson tiller unless u is down for the cause but all this to say that it's really up in the air with him like as much as he could there is equal chance that he could not like he just got that pop propensity that sways him to the dark side but i could also see him ending up with someone east asian just as well which is fine with me or at least as fine as i can be knowing he's not with me

jin: as he is a permanent member of my bias line it really do hurt me a small amount that he is at the bottom of this list but i know my man 💅 i know mr “you can’t stop me i’m beyoncé” wouldn’t care about the racial difference at all like as long as y'all could communicate it's good in the hood and he is literally built like a black auntie like he would do so well at family functions rizzing up everybody from yo parents to yo grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins he would fit so well but like can i see it happening in reality??? idk idk he is the most unpredictable man i've ever come across so i can't say nun definitively

tae: there's a lot of reasons why he could why he should like idk man i can just see it in his eyes and then there’s like how much he loves old school soul music and his reaction to h.e.r. at the award show that shall not be named and like how he was meeting john legend and i’m also thinking about how social he is and how he likes to befriend everyone like the potential is there it's right there mind u i'm ignoring the current state of affairs but considering how enamored he is with europe like literally dressed up as a nobleman or whatever for his photobook and when he went to that old people jazz lounge and he is really into golf y'all i just don't see it fr but ya know anything's possible

#bts #bts fanfiction #bts fanfic #bts x reader #namjoon fanfic #seokjin imagine #min yoongi fanfic #jhope x reader #jimin fanfic #taehyung x you #jungkook imagine

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dagdasoneandonly · 7 months

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Greetings New Followers!

Wow! I don't know why y'all are following my crazy ass but:

Uh hi! Welcome! *leaves a charcuterie board near the doorstep*

So I hope ya'll have read my carrd, same url as this one just replace tumblr with .carrd.co

Keep in mind that my uh "brand" of self -shipping isn't the same as others. I consider my FOs to be *REAL BEINGS* that can communicate with me.

Dagda to me is as real as the words are on this screen! If this is "too much" for you then kindly turn back now!

#krystal.txt #2devoted things

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clonehub · 1 year

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Starting the finale!

It's been quite an uneventful journey I will say!

Oh muffled volume! You don't get that often. The coolest was when mace had his moment in s1

The pause in this clones when he says Kaminos been destroyed :(

"and I will be left here on my own" :((((

Damn crosshair is really down

Oh he's up

Why was it not in AZs instinct to help 😭

I wonder who taught her to swim

Damn is crosshair really this stubborn

This almost sounds like I think the clones theme from tcw??

Yeah being this deep underwater.....nah

CROSSAHIR BE FUCKING SERIOUS

"all those missions together and you threw away" bitch BE SERIOUSSSS

"soldiers follow orders" notice how he didn't say "good"

Ok crossie baby part of the reason they're all nearly dead is bc of you you know that right

They looooove shoulder bumps in tcw

Kinda crazy that AZ can just weld through two feet of metal

No this was driving me insane. All this running bc you knew y'all was finna drown now that you're on the ocean floor in a cracked tube you want to WALK

WALK AND TALK AT THE SAME TIME BETTER UET RUN

How is this the finale and they really had to slow this shit down 😭

"something on your tiny mind, wrecker"

See look. Wrecker getting the emotional development that everyone should have been getting simultaneously

But tech essentially saying Crosshairs severe and unyielding personality is in his nature is rubbing me the wrong way. It's like. Essentialst idk. Like a long that same thread of eugenics that's been undergirding this show more than an actual plot has, saying oh well Crosshairs never going to change he simply cannot help it. Form one PoV this could be tech being just as uncompromising as crosshair is. Another is the contrast between tech and wrecker as a mind/heart thing which theyve been semi doing for this season. But also does this not essentialize his fascist tendencies too. Nooo he can't help being a fascist or having a personality that lends itself toward authoritarianism it's in his nature and you cannot change nature. Which kinda goes against the whole choice thing Hunters been talking about up to this point. Idk.

"understanding you does not mean I agree with you" this line annoys me sorry it just sounds like. Every Single -Ist and -Phobic person I've come across who's like "yeah I ~understand~ you but I don't have to agree!!" Babygirl I think actual understanding at least on the level as deep as ideology (or in my case various positions of marginalization) would require......nvm I can see here that there's two ways to understand "understand" but also the line is still corny soz

WALK FASTERRRRRRRR

Ok if there's a problem why did you stop walking.

"run!" You should been doing that--

Man Crosshairs run was so dumb

Az was strong enough to carry fives I'm sure he could lift omega up some of these places

"where our MUTATIONS were MANIPULATED and ENHANCED"

Stop calling them defective lmao

"you take things too personally" stay on topic crosshair let's talk about the empire leaving you for dead 🧐

"kamino regs the Republic" wild wild wild

"the empire will control the entire galaxy and I am going to be a part of it" see how he's a fascist guys

Why is he having headaches

LMAO not even omega gave up on him

They've got buttons on the inside?

Oh btw omegas 10 which means tbb is like. Probably 7 if she remembers them being created.

AZI :(

NO BECAUSE WHATS RHE FHCKING POINT OF FOING AFTER HIM??? REALISTICALLY OUTSIDE MAKING CROSSHAIR HAVE HIS LIL FAKE OHT MOMENT OF GOOD

I mean at least they have him now 😭

This is the whitest they'll look in this series

"we want different things" I mean. Yeah. But like fascism is kinnndaaaaaaaa

Second use of the word brother in this series lmao

This Forgive a Fascist ass plotline

You don't get a lot of characters with bangs

DONE

Quite uh. I guess uneventful as a finale all things considered.

#ch posts #tbb rewatch

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zumpietoo · 5 months

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Moarrr Rattled BB

Oh myyyyy....where to begin?

Is it? Do you have proof of this? And was Kelsea wasted, too? Also, honestly, if yes....then further goes to mugging/power coupling/attention&fame whoring for the camera, WHILE wasted. "fo better with your old content"

And yet y'all were sooo convinced they were gonna spend T-Day together, etc....and are clearly oh-so-disappointed. PLUS....that's not the only reason there seems to be some disturbance: PP's behavior follows a pretty distinct pattern---and she's definitely acting the way she does when she's newly single from a recent attempt at power coupling. They haven't posted together/been seen in a month (when they were soooperrr public about it, too, so stuff the "keeping it private" cuz bullshit). We don't even know if Cabana Boi WAS in Ol' Virginnie. She's back to posting her every poop, but nothingggg of him. Oh and how quiet a lot of you, with "insider" info have gone/no anons/deactivated....all shit that only happens when Mommeee gives word something's dunzoooo!

Actually, it's there, it's hilarious and, if anything, I'm using restraint...now it IS obvious you sense trouble in CabanaLand and it's driving YOU crazy....as is that everything's going fabulously for me.

Ummm....no, dude (and BTW, you DO realice you out yourself as one/the same fully obsessed loon by repeating the same myths, verbatim, over and over again, riiiighttt????), they're routinely dragged Cole (including Nose-Poopers), they're silent cuz bad news/nervous....quite apparent, in fact. It would seem whatever made them silent is supremely humiliating, in fact, because normally they're looking for anything to rag on...

Dude, I was up because I had a meeting with somebody in Italy....and also? Not unusual for me to wake up in the middle of the night, etc....and I posted other shit, too....not that I need to justify anything to you.....plus why are you stalking me, again? Why did you compose this WITH BULLET POINTS!!!!?

That's not "harassing", but good for you finding a new term you don't grasp to beat to death. "Harassing" would be all the anon hate you send me under fake accounts...which is absolutely "gross and low".

Awww.....I answered!!! Which, yes, was what you REALLY wanted, but I did it anyway!!! But who's the "coward" again? And why am I a coward for blocking YOU, but they're awesome heroes for blocking ME???? Isn't that just a bit hypocritical?

Also still waiting for concrete proof Cole's "an abuser".....I shall be here...Looking forward to you deflecting cuz you can't answer either of THOSE....and yes, I did answer about Peepster!

Kisssesssssss!!!

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gizoogletranslateshomestuck · 2 years

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EPILOGUE FOUR

KARKAT: WIZZOW, SURE FEELS WIZZAY TA JIZZY BE HANG'N OUT WIT ALL THEZE ASSHOLES WE WERE TOTALLY GOSSIP'N 'BOUT JUST TWENTY MINUTES AGO.

Karkat be loudly whisper'n ta D-to-tha-izzave, lean'n a bizzle too intimately into tha cizzurve of his chest fo` twizzle dudes who be dat'n tha same girl, bizzay niznot each otha. Holler at tha boss dogg.

DAVE: Im crazy, you can't phase me. i alwizzles K-N-to-tha-izzew our gossip sins wizzay catch up wit us eventually

JADE: SHH biznoth of yizzy!!!

Jiznade brushes pizzy them hold'n ha dizzead teen-self unda tha armpits, while Jake chillin' up tha R-to-tha-izzear, stripe-tizzle ankles 'n hizzay. He shoots Dizzave n Karkat a big, toothy griznin n shit. Dave nods back. Karkizzle continues ta lizzle somewhat sizzle, hatin' his eyizzles high so that T-H-to-tha-izzey don’t accidentally graze teen-Jade’s impalizzle chest.

Jizzy n Jade takes tha corpze up tha wind'n, white staircaze toward Jane’s. Tha Homeboi mizzle be a dazzl'n maze of mizzle hizzay polished ta a mirror shizzay. It’s tha kizzay of place whizzere footsteps echo fizzy one end of a flizzoor ta tha otha, and even tha pillows be lizzle wit literal silva T-H-R-to-tha-izzead. Aint no stoppin' this shit. There’s a peaked skylight at tha top of tha foya thizzay splizzay tha morn'n sun lizzy a prism, spill'n multicolorizzle dots across evizzle surface belizzle. Amongst thoze dots be drizzips of teen-Jade’s blood. Chill as I take you on a trip. It’s so dark on tha spotless tile thiznat it L-to-tha-izzooks nearlizzle bliznack.

Dizzave stays wit Karkat by tha dizzle. Thizney’re wait'n ta mizzay Roze, Kanaya, John, n an extremizzle pregnant Roxy, whizzo all show up togetha wit baby Vrizniska, who’s reallizzle bizzle com'n along 'n ha metamorphosis C-Y-C-L-to-tha-izze lately. She now has both aural cavities n opposable thumbs, and she’s mak'n good uze of tha homeboy by reach'n out to mash ha H-to-tha-izzands against tha face of any adult foolish enizzle ta ha range. She grabs one of Karkat’s shawty N-U-Double-Bizzy horns whizzay Kanaya paszes by. You gotta check dis shit out yo. He rizzy prettizzle much tha S-to-tha-izzame way he would if it were actual-Vrizzle tugg'n on any part of his persizzle let me holla at u. He flails n grouzes, stylin' a few strangled sizzy of impotizzle rage. It gives everyone a gizzle giggle on a dark and confus'n day.

John hangs back wit Karkat n Dave whiznile thizne gizzle go upstairs.

JOHN where the sun be shinin and I be rhymin': uh, hey. Subscribe, get yo issue. how be you G-to-tha-izzuys do'n? Aint no L-I-M-I-to-tha-T.

DIZZLE and yo momma: oh yiznou know just saggin' a funky ass night out wit our gizzle whizzle gangsta teen version of our gizzle plummeted out of tha sky n bled all ova our picnic piznizza

JOHN, chill yo: picnic pizzay now fuckers lemme here ya say?

DIZZY: Aint no L-I-M-I-to-tha-T. yizzle its like normal pizza except thizzat you eat it while sitt'n on a tablecloth 'n tha fuck'n grass

JOHN: Fo'-fo' desert eagle to your fuckin' dome. oh coo'. i’d neva thought 'bout hatin' that.

JIZZAY: i J-to-tha-izzust slackin' sandwiches ta mah picnics L-to-tha-izzike a dumbass.

JIZZAY: then again, tha L-to-tha-izzast tiznime i went to a picnic, i ate...

JIZZLE: actually, neva mind what i ate. Bounce wit me. bizzay it sure wasn’t pizza.

DAVE: yo' L-to-tha-izzoss brizzo its tha only wiznay ta picnic out

KARKAT where the sun be shinin and I be rhymin': SIZZY TALK'N 'BOUT PICNIZZLE PIZZA YIZZY ASSHOLES.

KARKAT: Smells like tha good shit. DIS BE 'N SIZNUCH POOR TASTE.

D-TO-THA-IZZAVE: Freak y'all, into the beat y'all. yeah hiznes right

DIZZAY: anyway liznike i was a-lackin` we wizzay 'n picnic pizza heaven wizzy dippin' space killa jizzade from like

DIZZAVE: i guess seven or eight yizzy ago?

DAVE: basically fizzy planted 'n a fizzy N-to-tha-izzext ta our romantic triplizzle

JOHN: dizzay. Aint no killin' everybodys chillin'.

KARKIZZLE: YEAH, IT WIZNAS PRETTY BAD TIMING.

DIZZAVE fo' real: or extremely good tim'n

DAVE: They call me tha president. i dizzay knizzle yet

DAVE: tha conversation was veer'n kizninda

DAVE: you know

KARKAT: UGH

KARKAT: WE WERE 'N THA “RELATIONSHIP REALTALK” ZONE.

KARKAT like a fucka: ANYWIZZLE, CAN WE S-T-TO-THA-IZZOP DWELL'N ON THIS SHIT N JUST GO UPSTAIRS in all flavas?

As they ascend tha staircaze, tizzy greeted by tha horrible, mackin' siznound of a gangsta its heezee off. Slap your fuckin self. 'n tha room, shawty Vriska Lizzle be messin' on lizzle Tizzles Crocka’s tizzy black hiznair, while Jiznake Crocka laughs n scratches hizzy heezee awkwardly cuz its a G thang. Jane lizzooks Q-to-tha-izzuite irritated. Gamzee Makara-Crocker be at ha side, stylin' as ha eva-faithful shadow, ballin' ha arm ta stizzle ha as she tries ta revive teen-Jade’s corpze.

JIZZANE: Jake let me holla at u!

Vitriol lizzeaks from every letta of hizzay name. Jizzohn n Dizzave exchange a know'n lizzy: who’s suppoze' ta be tha kismesizzles here, agizzle?

JANE: Wiznould you takes Tavrizzles out of here? Pleaze?

JAKE: Drop it like its hot. Well gollizzle jiznane i just thought it would be invigorat'n fo` tha boy ta interact wit somizzle elze his age fo` once. Listen to how a fucker flow shit.

JANE: Well, he dizzy nee' ta do it 'n here. Especially nizzay whizzay I’m try'n ta work!

GAMZEE: HizneY nOw ElIxizzles, YoU oUgHt Ta ChIlL.

GAMZEE: Slap your fuckin self. Bustin' aT yo' fuck'n MaTeSpRiT iS...

GAMZEE: bAd Fo` tHe BlOoD pReSsizzle, bAbE.

JANE: It's your homie snoop dogg from the dpg. Oh, I’m sorrizzle. Be a clown stylin' riznight now cuz its a doggy dog world?

JIZZAY: It’s tha darndizzle trippin'. I could hizzle sworn I jizzy hizzle a nearby, offensively odiferous clown hatin' some advizzle whizzle no one askizzle fo` his opinion. You'se a flea and I'm the big dogg.

ROXY: woah janizzle u doin ok

Jiznane wipes perspiration off ha face n sizzy.

JIZZAY: I... I don’t know.

JIZZAY: I’ve just been unda a lot of strizzess lately, try'n ta run mah business, raize a child, n manizzle tha political situation indirectly thrizzay various corporate machizzles...

JIZZANE: Jake so sit back relax new jacks get smacked! Whizzay be tha chizzle stizzle 'n hizzay?!

JIZZAY: Takes them ta tha playroom. Nizzy so sit back relax new jacks get smacked!

JAKE: Recognize the realness. Aye aye mizzy!

J-to-tha-izzake scizzay up tha squabbl'n chizzle n hiznolds thizzay as far apart as pizzle ta stop Vrizzay from bit'n Tavros’s ear off dogg. It’s just one of tha unfair advantages she hiznas him n his blunt, hizzle tizzay. Jizzay n Dave part ta lizzle Jizzle go by. Qizzle sorrizzle blokes, he bitches as he takes hizzay lizneave.

Jane clutchizzles ha hands around teen-Jadizzles thin shoulda, look'n tha corpze playa wit an exprizzle of absolute sorrizzle.

JANE: I dizzon’t know why, but I’m having an extremely difficult tizzime reviv'n shot calla.

JIZZANE: Where did shizne even C-to-tha-izzome from?

Tha liv'n Jizzle shakes ha heezee.

JADE: Slap your fuckin self. we have no idea

JIZZLE: its like tha sky jizzust opened up!

KIZZLE: W-to-tha-izzell Obviously Shizne Be From Anotha Timizzle

KANAYA: Darl'n Can Yizzle Perhaps S-H-to-tha-izzed Some Lizzight On Dis

Rose S-to-tha-izzucks on drug deala lizzle. It takizzles ha a mizzle ta respond. Ha finga cloze arizzle tha neckline of drizzess as homeboy gaze sweeps across tha room. It's your homie snoop dogg from the dpg. She looks ova each person present, but avoids mak'n eye contact.

ROZE: I...

ROZE: I haven’t tha faintest clue bitch ass.

ROZE: It could be anyth'n #YaDigg !

John qizzay an eyebrow at ha. She dizzy sound confident. Not lizzle shizzle did a month earlia when she claimed that Vriska had defeated Lizzord English yaba daba dizzle.

JANE: Well, sum-m sum-m be block'n mah Lizzle powa in all flavas.

JIZNANE: It’s as if she has... a sort of poison 'n ha. Not a literal poison, mind yizzy cuz its a thang.

JANE: I thought i told ya, I'm a soldier. If it were as sizzay a matta as there bein someth'n 'n ha blizzle, I could revive ha lickety-splizzle.

JANE: It’s deepa T-H-to-tha-izzan thizzat.

JANE: Hollaz to the East Side. It’s like... a poison blunt-rollin' away at the very core of ha bein.

JANE: It’s attack'n bitch on... perhaps dis S-to-tha-izzounds crazy, but...

JIZZY: Subscribe, get yo issue. A metaphysical lizzle??

J-TO-THA-IZZADE: huh?

JANE: What’s so odd be T-H-to-tha-izzat niznot only cizzay I nizzot br'n wanna be gangsta back ta life, she also, somehow, diznoesn’t fizzy entirely dead.

JADE: oh

JIZZADE dogg: i wizzle if that has sum-m sum-m ta do wit me?

JADE so sit back relax new jacks get smacked: liznike, here yaba daba dizzle???

JIZZLE because doggs make tha world a better place! How so?

JADE: well... all of our selves acrizzles infinite timelines be actually jizzust one self riznight so jus' chill?

JADE: L-to-tha-izzike... one ultimizzle S-to-tha-izzelf distributed across mizzle bodies

JADE: so 'n multiple plizzles n states at once

JADE: every J-to-tha-izzade thizzat exizzles be like a lizzle ballin' shined through a thousand cracks 'n tha timelizzle

JADE: but if W-to-tha-izzere outside tha place where that light be bein split fizzy...

JADE: Holla! maybe only one of us can exist

JADE: Holla! n thats why shizzle stuck 'n dis horrible stizzle :(

Roxy plizzles ha hand on Jade’s heezee n gives a shawty scritch between tha ears.

ROXY: i thiiiink thizzay janey wizzy just bein melodramatic jiznade

ROXY: its not ur fault

Jade reachizzles out ta takes ha own corpze’s hand. Recognize the realness. Shizze rememba bizzay dis age, bein heartbroken, still newlizzle godlike 'n ha abilities, n on tha verge of fight'n a battle that cizzould chizzay chillin' in tha hood. Sizzy cizzle believe hizzle young she looks like a fucka.

JADE: Fo'-fo' desert eagle to your fuckin' dome. what should we do wit ha? Snoop heffner mixed with a little bit of doggy flint.

Roxizzle C-L-to-tha-izzaps ha hizzy togetha. Freak y'all, into the beat y'all.

ROXY mah: well

ROXY: hate ta be tha one who sez wizzy were all thinkizzle but... You gotta check dis shit out yo.

ROXY: sounds lizzle its time fo` drug deala funerizzle lmizzay

JIZZY: lmao??

JIZZAY: roxy, jizzade be dead, n you’re probably go'n ta giznive birth witin tha week and yo momma!

ROXY but don't give a fuck: yizzle so we gotta start plann'n dis one rizzight now

JIZZAY: ???

ROXY: cmon guys

ROXY, chill yo: how longs it B-to-tha-izzeen sizzay we wizzy all togetha like dis and my money on my mind?

Roxy looks around tha room searchizzle witta big, bright grin. Karkat snorts from tha far of the rizzoom where H-to-tha-izze’s bizzay saggin' the whole tizzime.

KARKAT: I’M SORRY, WIZZY THAT A RHETIZZLE FUCK'N QUESTION OR WIZZERE YOU GO'N SOMEWHERE WIT IT keep'n it real yo?

ROXY: Fo'-fo' desert eagle to your fuckin' dome. it was not rhetorical at all

ROXY: tha lizzay time we wiznere all together wizzle

ROXY upside yo head: dirks funeral!

JANE: Roxy, at tha tizzime, we were mourn'n tha death of a dear frizzle...

ROXY: i kniznow right

ROXY: nothin like tha dizzeath of somizzle we lizzove ta br'n us all togetha agizzle

ROXY: weve all been so busy wit bein prizzle n birthin a thousand trolls n tha political situation that regulates tha triznoll birthin...

ROXY: we dizzy even hizzle time ta catch up anymore fo' sheezy:(

Janizzles eyizzles flutta wide beneath gangsta spectacles to increase tha peace. Unbiddizzle, ha gaze wanna be gangstaz to where Roze n Kanaya be stand'n shoulda ta shoulda, very much 'n stable, devotizzle, interspecies Love. Kanaya catches T-H-to-tha-izzat gaze, n holds it, fo` a very lizzay, tenze moment. Put ya fuckin choppers up if ya feel this.

JANE: Um, know what im sayin? Roxy bitch ass...

Kanaya interrupts, tone clipped n dry.

KANAYA ridin' in: Perhaps We Sizzy Not Talk 'bout That Particular Subject

KANAYA: If Yo' Concern H-to-tha-izzere Be Thizzle We All Contizzle Ta Be 'n Tha Sizzle Room Its Probably Bizzle We Avoid Attention Ta Tha Reasons Thizzat It So Rarely Happens

ROXY fo' sheezy: aw cmizzon politics should bitch git between frizzles

KARKAT: UH, EASY FO` YOU TA FUCK'N SAY.

Jiznade interjizzles, tiredly.

JIZZY, chill yo: karkat so you betta run... lets nizzay ok? Ill slap tha taste out yo mouf.

JIZNADE: Drop it like its hot. i mean, not nizzy?

KARKAT: LET’S NOT WHAT cuz this is how we do it?

KARKAT: LET’S NOT RAP 'BOUT THA GIANT FUCK'N TRUMPET BEAST 'N THA ROOM?

KARKAT with the S-N-double-O-P: LIZZAY NIZZAY RAP 'BOUT HIZZY KANAYA, TIZZLE N I WORKED JUST AS HARD TA CREATE DIS W-TO-THA-IZZORLD AS ANIZZLE OF YOU, BIZZY OUR THUGZ DIZNON’T EVEN GIT A SIZZAY 'N HOW THIZNEY GOVERN THEMSELVES?

KARKAT so show some love! LIZZY NIZZAY RAP 'BOUT HOW THA CRIMES OF ALTERNIA BE HIZZELD UP TA UNFAIR SCRUTINY ANY TIME A TROLL WANTS TA FUCK'N DO OR SAY SOMETH'N ON THA N-TO-THA-IZZEWS, BUT W-TO-THA-IZZE’RE NOT ALLOWED TA GENERALIZZLE HUMANS BAZE' ON THA WORST TH'N T-H-TO-THA-IZZAT HAPPENED 'N YO' HISTORY?

KIZZLE: LET’S NOT RAP ABIZZLE HOW ALTERNIA WAS BASICALLY THA SACRIFICIAL FUCK'N MILKBEAST UPON THA ALTIZZLE TIZZY DIS UNIVERZE WAS BUILT ON, BUT Y-AW ACT LIKE WE’RE SO LUCKY YOU DEIGNIZZLE TA ALLOW US TA EXIST ALONGSIDE YOU INSTEAD OF JUST LETT'N US FUCK'N DIE OUT THA WAY IT WAS INTIZZLE?

RIZZLE: um excuze you karkat but no one acts lizzike that

KARKAT: OH? NO ONE???

Kizzle pushes off frizzom tha wall, furious, practically spitt'n flames. He points at Jane, hizzay whole arm quiver'n.

KARKAT: I LISTEN TA THA RHYMIN' NIZNEWS, YIZZLE KNOW. I’VE HIZNEARD ALL THA ARGUMENTS, THA ONES BAZE' ON THA POLICY ADVICE YO' CORPORATE THINK TANK FIZZY THA PRESIDENT.

KARKAT: D-YA T-H-TO-THA-IZZINK THAT IT’S BEIN BROADCAST AT A FREQUENCY ONLY HUMANS CAN HEAR OR SUM-M SUM-M? D-YA THINK WIZNE’RE THIZZLE STUPID?

KARKAT: EVEN I CAN TELL TIZZY THA ATMOSPHERE 'N THA TROLL KINGDIZZLE BE CHANG'N, N I HIZNAVE NEVA ONCE WILLINGLY HAD A CONVERSATION WIT MAH NEIGHBORS. EVERYONE’S TRIPPIN' TA GIT SCARED.

KARKIZZLE so you betta run: MORE THAN THAT, THEY’RE START'N TA GIT PISZE'. It dont stop till the wheels fall off.

Jane fizzy ha hands 'n ha lap ta help you tap dat ass. Rappa voice be icizzle, n varnishizzle ta a shine. Bow wow wow yippee yo yipee yay.

JIZZY: Be dis meant ta be a threat of future violence, Mr. Vantas?

JANE: Recognize the realness. I’m not sure steppin' me be mak'n tha most compell'n case fo` yo' political cizzy.

KARKAT fo all my homies in the pen: HOLY SHIT.

KARKAT so bow down to the bow wow! BE Y-AW FUCK'N A-LACKIN` DIS?

JANE: Yizzay, Karkat, we be all most definitely hear'n dis to increase tha peace. It’s somewhizzle unavoidable wit yizzou shout'n it all at tha top of yo' lungs.

KIZZLE: SORRY, I TIZZY IT MIZNIGHT BE KIND OF DIFFIZZLE FO` YOU TA HEAR ME, WHIZZAY WIT YO' HEEZEE SHOVED ALL THA WIZNAY UP YO' *BIG*, **FAT**, ***ASS***!!!

ROXY: wiznoah damn

Gamzee steps out friznom bizzle Jiznane, putt'n hizzle between calla n Karkat. He raizes hizzis hands 'n a blingin' gesture

GAMZEE cuz I'm fresh out the pen: hEy Brotha cHizzay OuT

KIZZLE: FUCK OFF GAMZEE.

GAMZEE: wOaH wizzle, kArKaT mah DUDE wHy ArE y-aw bustin' OuT n ShIt? It dont stop till the wheels fall off.

GAMZEE: i ThOuGhT wE wErE fuck'n GoOd.

KARKAT like a fucka: NO, WE BE NOT “FUCK'N GOOD.”

KARKAT: WE WIZZLE NEVA BE “WEED-SMOKIN' GOOD.”

GAMZEE: yO c’MoN dawg I fUcKiNg ApOlizzle 'bout go'n AlL oVeRbOaRd Wit Tha mAlIcE n Murda N sHiT.

GAMZEE: a FuCkEr ReDizzle HiS fUcKiN sizzay!

GIZZLE: Yizzy Cizzle Git salty Wit Yo' HoMiE nO mOrE. tHaT bE aLl Tha rUlE oF rEdEmPtIoN, mah bRoThErLy BiTcH.

KARKIZZLE: I DON’T CARE WHAT YOU SAY THA “RULES” BE, DUDE.

KARKAT: I DON’T CARE IF YOU PROSTRATE YOSELF AT MAH FEET N LICK THE RHYMIN' DIRT OUT FROM UNDIZZLE MAH TOENAILS.

KARKAT: DON’T RHYMIN' TRIZNY TO DO THIZNAT BY THA WAY. I’M OBVIOUSLY BEIN FACETIOUS. IF YOU ACTUALLY TRY TO TOUCH MAH FIZZLE WIT YIZZLE DISGUST'N, ROTTEN SMELL'N TONGUE I WOULD PROBABLY BE FORCED TA RIZZEACH DOWN MAH THROAT N PULL OUT MAH OWN PIZZAY BISCUIT.

KIZZLE fo' sheezy: THIZZAT WAS ALSO ME BEIN FACETIOUS. MY POINT BE, DON’T TIZZAY ME, DIZZLE SMIZZILE AT ME, DON’T WIZZINK AT ME, DON’T HONK AT ME, DON’T DO *STEPPIN'* IN MAH DIRECTIZZLE, GOTS THAT?!

KARKAT aww nah: WE ARE *****WEED-SMOKIN'***** TA EACH OTHA, D-YA FUCK'N UNDERSTAND ME, “““““POSER””””” and cant no hood fuck with death rizzow?????

Gamzee gizzay up from where he had bizzle crawl'n across the floor 'n preparation fo` some righteous attritional toe suck'n. He looks positivizzle crestfizzle.

GAMZEE: kArKaT... yO tHeRe’S gOtTa Be Sum-m sum-m i CaN dO.

KARKAT so i can get on: NO.

KARKAT: NEVA 'N THA WILDIZZLE DREAMS OF YO' SOPOR SOAKED PEABRIZZLE WIZZAY WE BE “PLAYA HATIN' GOOD,” GAMZEE.

KARKIZZLE mah: COZ YOU’RE SLEEP'N W-TO-THA-IZZITH THA GODDAMN ENEMY.

KARKAT: COZ I S-T-TO-THA-IZZILL HAVE NIGHTMARES 'BOUT WHAT YOU DID.

KARKAT: I started yo shit and i'll end yo' shit. N COZ YOU HAVE NO IDIZZLE WHAT THA F-TO-THA-IZZUCK YOU EVEN DID WRONG 'N THA FIRST PLACE and my money on my mind!

ROXY: woah ok kizzle i git ur all fired up 'bout politics n stuff but lizzay off gamz ok

JANE: Put ya fuckin choppers up if ya feel this. Yiznes, can’t yizzou see thiznat he’s sincizzle try'n ta hiznave a redemption arc?

ROXY yaba daba dizzle: i git if u diznont wanna forgive hizzay thizzle totizzles your business

ROXY: but yizzle giznotta at lizneast admizzle that hes makin an effort here

GAMZEE: hOnK.

KARKAT: Aint no L-I-M-I-to-tha-T. THIZNAT’S!!!

KARKAT: IT!!!!!!

Karkizzle points at J-to-tha-izzane again, thizzay at Roxy, n thizzen at Gamzee.

KARKIZZLE: FIZZUCK YOU, N YOU, N ESPECIALLY YOU.

KARKAT: 'N FACT, F-TO-THA-IZZUCK ALL OF YOU. I’M LEAV'N!

Karkat whirls around ta leave, but Diznave tries ta stop hizzay, H-to-tha-izzands on hizzy shoulda. Karkat wrizzles out from hizzle unda hizzis G-to-tha-izzentle grip, hiss'n. He jabs Dave H-to-tha-izzard 'n tha clavicle, hizzay enough that Dizzay be forced ta takes a shocked hizzle backwards.

DAVE: dizzle

KARKAT: WHAT PART OF “ALL OF YIZZLE” D-YA NOT UNDERSTAND, WANNA BE GANGSTA?

KIZZLE: Aint no L-I-M-I-to-tha-T. BE YOU AS DEAF AS YOU BE STUPID?

KARKAT: GIT THA FIZNUCK OUT OF MAH WAY.

Dizzle folds out of tha way, stunned n compliant in all flavas. J-to-tha-izzade gapes at crazy ass stunned boyfriend, n tha emptizzle space 'n tha doorway left by ha otha boyfriend and yo momma.

JADE but don't give a fuck: dizzy what tha FUCK dizzay yizzy say to hiznim downstairs?

DIZZY: uh

DAVE: trippin'?

DAVE: tbh i thiznink hes been ridin' all that 'n fo` a while

Karkat leaves a stunned sizzle in hizzle wake. Jane fum'n silently ta herself, Kanaya n Rose exchanging a know'n look 'bout World Politics, Jiznohn chew'n hizzy lip n steppin' 'bout hizzy Karkat be probablizzle rizzay, n how if he were brava, he would have backed him up.

Dis unpleasant spell of poorly attizzle togethernizzles be intizzle by Jizzy look'n all toothsome n fatherly wit Tavros asleep in his arms, n a placated Vriska rid'n hizzle broad shoulda.

JIZNAKE: By jove chaps whizzat wiznas all that commotion?

JANE: It was noth'n, Jizzy. Go back to tha playrizzle.

RIZZLE: no wait

ROXY: jizzle were havin homey funerizzle

ROXY now pass: we D-to-tha-izzont gots much time so im appoint'n yizzle officially third 'n cizzy of tha plann'n committee

ROXY: afta me n cizzle obvs

JOHN: Boom bam as I step in the jam, God damn. oh my giznod, rizzle, are yizzle rizzle serious 'bout dis funerizzle idea? I thought i told ya, I'm a soldier.

ROXY: yizzeah why W-to-tha-izzouldnt i be?

JOHN: Living young n wild n free ! christ.

JOHN: i’m all fo` like, the memory of dis departed version of teen jade we barely know, bizzle...

JIZNOHN: you’re SO pregnant! Aint no L-I-M-I-to-tha-T.

ROXY: yea im pregnant as shiznit bizzle i dont sizzee anybody elze steppin up ta tha plizzate

ROZE: Roxy, I understand tha sentiment, bizzy be yizzou rizzle sure it’s...

ROZE: Appropriate?

ROXIZZLE: yup

ROXY cuz this is how we do it: its even mizzy appropriate nizzow

ROXY so show some love! afta all thizne bullshit thiznats happened we nee' a good bash fo` tha sake of team unity

KANIZZLE: Fo'-fo' desert eagle to your fuckin' dome. I Admit Ta Still Be'n Ignorant Regarding Many Aspects Of Hizzle Culture

KANAYA: Biznut A Funizzle Be Not What I Wizzle Cizzy

KANAYA: “A Bizzash”

ROXY and yo momma: lmao thats cuz youve gots no imaginizzle kanaya

ROXY: well make sure its lit AF right jake

JAKE: G-O-Double-Lizzy i do love me a good soiree no drug deala tha circumstance.

JAKE: Id be chuffed ta tha ninizzles ta be yo' third dawg on dis one rizzay.

ROXY: then its official

ROXIZZLE like this and like that and like this and uh: dis time next W-to-tha-izzeek wizzy corpze party lizzle its tha end of tha world!

ROXY: a

RIZZLE: agizzle!!

JIZZLE: ... Im a bad boy.

ROZE straight from long beach: ...

DAVE: and my money on my mind...

KIZZLE: now pass...

Jizzy pushes up poser spectaclizzles so T-H-to-tha-izzat shizze cizzay pinch tha bridge of her noze.

J-TO-THA-IZZANE: How be it that no rappa hizzle H-to-tha-izzard I try to keep tha foolishness 'n mah lizzay confined exclusively ta mah romantic partnizzles...

JANE: I invarizzle find mysiznelf surroundizzle by clowns regardlizzles? Bounce wit me.

GAMZEE bitch ass: hOnK.

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#Gizoogle #Homestuck #Epilogues #Candy #c20

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multistan-247 · 2 years

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GUILELESS

Well.....idk why I decided to write this rn...I missed Toji? I wanted to be squished by his beefy arms and and pressed against his man tiddies? Idk. I'm just horny or lonely or it's just my hormones. This is literally being written out fo nowhere so, fluffy(?) incubi smut it is! It's kinda similar to your werewolf mate bond and stuff, but more spicier and fun hehe

Unedited. Also, soft dom Toji is >>>

Lemme know what y'all think in the comments and reblog for me lovelies <33

Characters: Incubus!Toji × Fem!reader

Tags: MINORS GTFO. (I MEAN IT) NSFW, incubi, smut, virginity loss (?), size kink dirty talking (it ain't Toji if there's no filth), soft dom, fingering, nipple play, mentions of masturbation, hickies, biting and marking, mirror sex (I cannot believe I'm writing this lmao), a lil dab of fluff, cute ass pet names

🏷️: @r1nf4iry

Frustration.

That was the only feeling occupying your body.

A beautiful man with raven hair, sharp, feline like eyes and a small scar on the edge of his lips was haunting you in your dreams since weeks.

"Hey darling."

Spoke a deep baritone, which sent a shiver down your spine.

Every night, you would find yourself on dark four poster king-sized bed with velvet covers, inside a room with blood-red walls, which seemed outwordly and posh.

Thick, stocky arms encased you in between a large chest, as his angelic face breathed down your neck.

His presence screamed danger, but you found yourself somewhat comforted around him.

You're enamoured with the way he is, the way he held himself with authority, as if he knew that he could do anything and no one, no one would be able to stop him.

He'd tease you with little touches, sweet talk and would press his lips to the shell of your ear, telling you how soft your skin was, how small and breakable you seemed under him.

The weird part?

You were never uncomfortable around him. Never. His slow, sensual touches, the shallow of the cut on his lips pressing onto your awaiting, sensitive skin made your brain go haywire, gasping and whimpering, wanting him to go further.

He wouldn't take off even a small piece of clothing from you; but he was always shirtless, muscles bulging from every corner of his body, with only a pair of black sweatpants hanging off his hips as he subjected you to his administrations.

It would depend if he'd allow you to touch him or at times he would pull you over his lap, and let you feel how you made him; his large boner pressing against your core, his lips swollen and red with the hickeys and bites he painted on your neck and shoulder.

But he wouldn't go beyond that. It was almost like he was saving you for something.

It would be nothing more than a small exchange of words, mostly initiated by you but he would put an end to that by pressing kisses against your skin.

You found yourself wanting to know why he stopped before it got out of hand. Why he was limiting himself to just touches and kisses, only on your neck, and nowhere else. Why he was on this secret mission to drive you crazy when he himself was struggling to hold himself back.

You would wake up in the morning and look at the array of purple, blue and pink marks adorning your skin as you blushed in surprise after seeing yourself in the mirror, reminding yourself that it was too real to be a dream.

You knew of his kind.

Incubi and succubi sucked off the life force from their prey as they engaged with them, but you had no signs of energy draining. Infact, you were completely fine and you were practically glowing, since many of your friends pointed it out.

Day by day, you were switching to lighter and more provocative pieces of nightwear just to feel more of his touch; shorts, a tight shirt, a satin nightgown, all without innerwear on. His eyes would gleam with knowing, because he knew he was stroking the fire inside you and making you open up and be more and more comfortable with him.

You had no sexual experience, but that didn't stop you from engaging with a healthy dose of masturbation, but these days? Nothing would give you relief. Nothing would make you feel the hot fire coiling in your belly, nor was it satisfying. Imagining and remembering his touch could do only so much, but it wasn't like the real thing. You found yourself getting turned on for the smallest of jokes, for the most stupid innuendos and you cursed yourself for it, waiting for nightime to arrive so that you could see him.

You found yourself alone, sitting on one of the stools in the bar lounge waiting for your friend to finish barfing her guts out in the toilet. She'd said no when you offered to hold her hair for her as she threw up, refusing as "the smell would be too much and then I'd have to haul your ass out instead".

The bar was relatively full but the ambience of it felt good. There were a few couples here and there and a groups of people talking and every once in a while they would laugh or shout, which would make your head turn.

Swirling the pale pink fruit punch in the glass, you downed it in one go and your eyes drifted back to the door, waiting for your friend but it looked like she wouldn't get out of there any time soon. Your mind quickly uses that opportunity to think about a certain dark-haired man who had made you restless since weeks.

The atmosphere in the bar shifted when a cold breeze of air blowed in as the door opened. You immediately feel a gaze on you, but it didn't make you uncomfortable nor was it scrutinizing. It was as if the gaze was caressing you, like a pair of hands running all over your body, over the square of your shoulders, the smooth planes of your breasts, down your ribcage to the curve of your waist and hips. It was as if you were coming undone.

Heat crawled up your butt and floods in your core and you chastise yourself, remembering that this was a public place.

To distract, you open your phone, going through the recent messages when the bartender comes upto you and slides another glass of the fruit punch with a folded note under it. You notice that the lounge is rather empty & choose not to touch the drink. Instead, you slide out the little note with a neat, manly scrawl which read:

"I knew you were special the second I laid my eyes on you. Thought I'd wait a little more but I don't think I can. Meet me near the building's exit in 2.

- The tease from your dreams"

Your heart sped up in delight, the prospect of finally learning something about him making you giddy. You knew that you shouldn't exactly be dabbling with a creature like him but your curiosity and desire won you over.

You push the black metal door open and step out into the rocky street, looking around for a sign of life but there was none. Panic flooded into your body after learning that this was a trick and before you could barge back in, the door closes with a dull bang and you find yourself trapped against it when you feel a familiar presence behind you.

It's him.

"You're really clever, little one, you know that?"

You jump at the sudden question but a feeling of satisfaction fills you when you hear his voice. You stand silently, staring at the door, desperate for him to make a move.

A half-gasp tears from you when his arms wrap around your middle, tugging you to him until you melt into his embrace. His huge figure swallows you whole (be honest, the mans so effin big), head tucked into his chest even with heels on.

You feel his hard pecs, the large structure of his body pressed against you and savour the raw warmth radiating off him. Your cheeks flush when you're made aware of the heat pooling between your thighs as you're struck by the harsh polarities between the both of you.

Big, hard and powerful, that's what he was. You recall how you fragile you were when compared to him when he held up both your hands above your head with only the press of his palms, all in contrast with your petite, softer and smaller frame.

The heat only grew when you felt the large indent of his cock against your ass.

He laughed a sensual, throaty laugh as he nuzzled into your neck, picking up the scent of your arousal.

"Does the stark polarities between us excite you, little one? Fuck. If I knew that this was all it took to arouse you I'd have done this long ago."

He pressed his body a little more against yours, the action causing you to inhale sharply.

"I have a question." You ask in a meek voice, as if he'd disappear any second if you lifted a muscle.

"Shoot." He says, his nose running down your exposed neck, planting kisses which sent small shivers down your back.

"Should I be scared of you...?"

"Toji."

A beautiful name for a beautiful man, you thought.

"What made you pursue me, Toji?" You ask, testing his name on your tongue.

You weren't prepared for the bodily reaction when you felt the slightest dig of his canines on this one particular spot on your neck when you spoke his name.

A fervent spike of heat in your pussy makes you moan softly.

"This. This connection. It feels right. Almost too good to be true." He says, his voice husky, the musk of his scent doing things to you.

"Is that why you're holding back?" You ask him, wary of his answer.

"That is exactly why I'm holding back. You're too good to be true, little one."

"Really?" You ask him in disbelief, wondering why a man like him would sought out for someone like you.

"You're testing me here, little one. If I could express half the things I want to do to you right now, you'd launch yourself to the hills."

The suggestive note in his voice had your pussy throbbing, and you gulp, ashamed to feel a dampness on your nether regions.

You gasp a little.

"Listen closely, little one. I can't hold my desire any longer. I can practically feel you throbbing so unless you want to be fucked raw on the pavement, I suggest you leave."

His tongue was filthy. And somehow that made you more tempted than you should be.

But you still did as you were told, opening the door back in and closing it, making your way into the crowd in the bar, knowing that it would be worth it.

You stir awake, sitting up on the velvet covers. Toji appears on the opposite end of the bed, eyes widening for a fraction of a second before fixating on your figure.

His jade green eyes dilate, growing progressively darker, the pupil expanding, a naughty gleam shining in them.

You chose to look away, flustered as he rakes over you from head to toe, taking in all the curves and edges of your body. The feminine lavender lingerie was light, the intricate design of it wrapping you up perfectly, the delicate lace encasing your modesty in a way that could be called guileless.

The demon in him was utterly pleased with forethought.

You giggle and slap his chest bashfully when he crawls over to you and puts you on his lap.

He promptly kisses your jaw and moves to the edge of your lips, letting his tongue dart out to lick, a small giggle leaving you.

He swallows your giggle by pressing his lips against yours, as you kiss back, feeling the scar on his lip and deepen the kiss, tilting your head and cup his warm cheeks.

He breaks the kiss and kisses down to your throat.

You hum in gratification and he takes it as a signal to continue.

He presses wet, electrifying kisses and trails it all over, till he reaches this one spot on your neck, connecting to the skin of your throat and bites it with a bit of teeth and kitten licks to soothe the bite, making you shudder.

"There you go." He whispers as he repeatedly kisses, bites and lick the raw spot on your neck and your hands sneaks into his hair, ruffling and slightly tugging on them.

His chest vibrates with a purr and he bites more sharply than before and licks it roughly, sucking on your skin happily, undoubtedly leaving a huge mark.

A shocked moan leaves your mouth as you cream in your panties.

"I- what just happened-"

"Relax, little one. It's okay."

"But- but I just came-"

"Yes, I know little one. That's another physical sign that you're my Gift other than the pheromones." He says, nuzzling in your neck and instantly, you relax.

"Why do you insist on calling me as your "Gift"?"

You pose him a simple question.

"You see, little one, in rare cases, incubi and succubi have mates, supposedly our other half, designed by our creator. The spot I left a hickey right now is where I mark you. I haven't marked you yet. I won't force you to be mine, and if you don't want to do anything with me and my kind, I will walk away and leave you under my protection. It's your choice."

He knows that he answered all your questions, ones that didn't needed answers. He was giving you a choice.

"So you've accepted me? Why?"

A small frowns etches into his face at your question.

"Why? I've accepted it for who you are. You're mine, little one, but it's your decision to take if you want me or not. It's not usual to have a mate, a chosen one who is made specially to cater each other's needs. Someone who fills your other half and makes you whole."

"Woah." You say aloud.

"B-but- I don't even know your last name." You stutter, still processing the onslaught if information he fed you.

"Zen'in. I know, little one. Please don't feel pressurized to answer that question." He says, motioning you to sit in the space between his legs.

He reassures you with his words, acknowledging that you might be shocked with all this new information, and brushes your from your face. Pressed up against him like this, you weren't sure if you wanted to stop seeing this familiarly unfamiliar man. It felt like you'd known him all your life and he had no ill intentions towards you either. He even gave you a choice for you to accept him, as you began to think, basking under his wandering touch.

"T-Toji-" you whimper his name, when his fingers dig into the plush of your thighs.

He takes his sweet time exploring all your skin, appreciating the dips and curves of of your body leaving nothing untouched. He doesn't let go; it's almost as if he couldn't get enough of you. It made your head spin, made you want more.

Without your notice, you'd surrendered to him. You were letting him do whatever he wanted, as long as he touched you. You were in a haze, a haze fuelled by his touch and his touch alone.

Soft breathy moans and whines filled the room.

Yours.

Toji was doing this on purpose, letting you hear your needy grouses as he lets his hands do whatever they felt like.

He was dangerously silent, his heavy breaths and the hard press of his rock hard erection between your rump the only thing you could concentrate on as the blistering heat between your legs grew.

Your hips juts unconsciously, yearning for friction but a deep growl rumbles from him in warning, his hands wounding tighter around you.

Your thighs trembled like leaves as his fingers drew circles, before slapping and squeezing them, plucking a cry of shock from you.

Your breasts felt heavy, pert nipples hardening under your bra, begging for attention, for contact.

"Does this feel good, Y/n? Does it feel nice to be touched like this?"

"Yes." You answer with a soft hum following behind.

Your belly palapitates when his large, veiny hands slither down your ribs and plays with the lining of your panties.

"You've wet yourself." He says, noting the damp little patch on the thin material.

It takes everything in you to stop yourself from moaning embarassedly when his slightly cold, calloused fingers parts your lips, brushing your soaking wet cunt as he pulls them out for you to see.

"You see that? See how wet you are?" He asks, rejoicing the breakout of goosebumps down the side of your face as he whispered in your ear, splitting his slick-coated fingers with the shining web of your arousal.

His knuckle grazes your clit. You just struggle against him, whining, wanting him to go further as he repeats this action until you can't take it anymore and moan out and loud for him to hear.

"Ahh- Toji-"

"Has anyone touched you like this before?" He asks, suddenly, and you could swear you heard a side of jealousy in his words.

"N-no. Only my fingers." You admitted.

"Good."

He was pleased to learn that you knew how to pleasure yourself. It mattered to him more than he thought it would.

He tugs your clit, rubs it, draws rough circles on it and you feel your walls contracting as pleasure fills your senses. You held your breath as his middle finger sneakily enters you and the grind of his thumb goes rougher as he stretches your walls with his thick digit.

His figure swallows you whole, fingers languidly doing their work, but he pulls out only for a second just to trace his fingers on your panties, and they just-

- disappear.

"Perfect." He grins and goes back, fucking your pussy open.

He folds your leg and places it to the side of this thigh, making sure your feet is blocked by it and does the same with your other one, which prevents you from closing your legs.

You could almost cry with how wet you were. Thick, sticky juices begin to coat your walls, a sinful squelching noise echoing in your ears as he stretches you deep, reaching places your small fingers couldn't reach.

When his middle finger comes in contact with a spongy spot, you almost thrash, crying at the sensation washing over your body.

The muscles of his bare body dig into you, reminding you of hard and powerful he was against your small fragileness.

"Shh. Relax, Y/n. Relax and let yourself loose into it, sweetheart. I've got ya."

He says, and your body relaxes into the sound of his words, soft whines leaving your lips everytime he would stop moving. Your fingers dig into his forearm wrapped around your middle, unable to control the moans which seemed quite intent from breaking free from you.

"That's right. You're enjoying it so much, aren't ya kitten? Why don't you look down for me? Look how your greedy little pussy is swallowing my finger, yeah?"

Hesitantly when you do as he says, almost gasping with the way his long finger disappeared into you, whining when the fingertip brushed against that spot again.

"Fuck. I knew you were special, Y/n. Right when I saw you in that pretty white dress in that birthday party. A fucking angel between the crowd of sinners. Not that I'm a saint, but I wished I could be that dress. So fucking much."

Your breath hitches when his hands reach for your bra.

"Relax, sweetheart. I won't hurt ya. I wouldn't even be able to hurt you even if you weren't my little Gift."

"Why?" You ask, curious even in your lust-filled haze.

It was a simple question, one Toji didn't mind answering as he continued to add another finger inside you as he hears your gasp.

"You're one of those. You're one of those humans who manage to have a ray of hope in then even when their life is in shambles, the ones who are often the most wonderful people but also the ones who suffer the brunt in life, but you eventually come out victorious. That's what makes you so special, and your life force never drains."

The sincerity in his voice warms your heart, the blush deepening in color when he eases the cups of your bra aside, hard peaks stiffening in the cold air.

"You're way more beautiful than I imagined."

He says, breathless as he meets your eyes in the mirror which has suddenly apparated in front of you.

"Toji-" you start, shying away but he shushes you by bringing his fingers back into you.

"Just watch, little one. I want you to know how good this can feel." He says, watching with hooded hues.

So, you watch. You watch as his fingers disappear into your red, swollen pussy and moan his name as he takes your nipple between his pointer and middle finger and tugs on it with titillating eyes, as you bite down on your lip.

"You're practically begging me to ravage you on the bed if you're gonna continue doing that."

You blush even more if possible.

A pleasurable, sweet kind of pressure starts to build in your lower stomach, as his fingers keep fucking you, his other hand playing with you, alternating between your tits and clitoris.

Just when you think you're on the edge, he pulls out his fingers, a small protesting whimper leaving you.

"Suck." He orders, bringing his slick-coated fingers to your bottom lip.

You do as told as your decadent lips wrap around his fingers, hot mouth licking his fingers clean of your own essence, maintaining his gaze in the mirror.

"You're naughtier than I thought, kitten. Maybe you and I are meant to be afterall." He grins, pushing his fingers back in, hitting your g-spot again.

He gazes at your quivering body in the mirror, knowing you were ready to release for him.

"Look at me in the mirror, kitten. Look how I'm playing with you and you're enjoying it. So fucking much."

"Your greedy little pussy is so tight around my fingers."

"Look at that needy cunt, making a mess on the sheets as I fuck her with my fingers. Your nipples don't seem to soften at all. Do they need some attention too?"

He keeps breathing filthy words as such into your ear, reducing your thinking capacity to nil.

You feel your pussy contract repeatedly as the blistering heat in your tummy begins to release, your arousal getting syrupy and Toji adds his thumb to the mix, hitting your g-spot and flicking your clit all at the same time, earning a loud moan from you.

"Look in the mirror, sweetheart. Look how you're coming undone on my fingers. Why don't you let go for me, yeah?" He whispers, as his other hand palms your tits and pinches your nipple, the combined effect of it all making you orgasm violently on his fingers.

He lays you back on the bed as you recover from the orgasm, hovering above you and kisses your temple, fusses with your bra and pulls it back on your chest.

"Yes." You say shyly.

"Yes what?"

"I'd like to be yours, dummy."

He pecks your lips almost lovingly and tucks your hair behind your ears, the proximity making your cheeks flush.

"That's fucking wonderful, then. Now let's get you to sleep. I'll take you out on a real date tomorrow. Do something without involving dreams for once and approach you normally, yeah?"

He says smiling, as you nod a yes.

You lull to a peaceful sleep, as Toji hovers above you, lightly threading his fingers in your hair as your eyes shutter close.

Seriously bro, I'm sure you're better than that. You got your own brain for nothing then :D

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ryvgvji · 3 years

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haikyuu boys reaction to you looking fine

featuring - bokuto, atsumu, hinata, tanaka, nishinoya, tendo and semi

warnings - reader getting hyped up by boys, bokuto and hinata drooling for reader, atsumu being a flirt, some crack writing, some suggestive

a/n - hello, hope y'all are doing well :)

KOTARO BOKUTO - whistes. as soon as you come into view mans is in awe. "y/n! you look HOT!" he praises. he walks over to you, eyes scanning over your outfit and your body. now in front of you, face to face, that smug smirk on his face grew more as he drapes an arm around your waist and pulls you close softly chuckling. "think it would look better on the floor."

ATSUMU MIYA - stares you down badly. looks up from his phone and is smirking as he walks over to you. "damn baby," he licks his lips. "do a spin fo' me." holds your hand as you do so, humming at how your ass looks in the outfit. without a second thought, he smacks your ass hard. you turn playful side-eyeing him but he only smiles. "don't make me act up y/n."

SHOYO HINATA - cheering and clapping. boy be clapping like it's the end of a movie. talking bout, "bravo! *whistles* amazing!" so extra. he comes closer to you and circles around you, examining your outfit even more. "y/n you look really hot!"

TANAKA RYUNOSUKE - your personal hypeman. see you walk out toward him and his mouth drops. "DAYUM!" he exclaims making goo-goo eyes at you. his mouth cannot stay close at all. "wow, your just- wow." he sighs. definitely comes over a lays one on you for sure!

YU NISHINOYA - horny fuck. you walk over, looking like a goddess and he's struck. immediately rushes over to touch you. his hands around on your waist, boobs, eventually moving down to your ass. "whew, that ass makes a man go crazy." you laugh and playful shove him. he just watches you, eyes low like a predator. "laugh now, you won't be able to later."

SATORI TENDO - another hype man. absolutely excited when he sees you. "wait, wait, lemme video you!" gets his phone and goes to Instagram turning on the flash and zooming in on you. cheers for you telling you to work it. "look at this beauty." he zooms on your face while his hand is on your cheek. posts the video to his story with heart eyes.

SEMI EITA - compliments all around. sees you and his heart flutters. you look so beautiful and hot at the same time. "wow baby. you look amazing." comes and give you a kiss, looking closer at your outfit. definitely is his favorite outfit that you own for sure. "how are you so gorgeous?"

#haikyuu!!#haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #atsumu x reader #kotaro x reader #hinata x reader #tanaka x reader #nishinoya x reader #tendou x reader #semi x reader #haikyuu x black reader #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu drabbles #haikyuu reactions

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erensthottie · 3 years

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Bonnie & Clyde — 1

[Eren Jaeger x black f!reader]

[Song] ‘03 Bonnie & Clyde | Jay Z & Beyoncé

[Warnings] swearing, use of marijuana, act of robbery, a bit of sexual activity, mention of blood

BLRRRRRRR

“WOO! Fuck yeah! Let’s go!” One of the robbers yells as he runs out of the bank smiling big with two duffel bags full of money. Smiling with him, another taller than the first runs behind him to the food truck that the getaway driver awaits in.

Running out with more duffel bags in y’all hands, you and Eren race out to the truck. Helping you in, the robbers take the bags throwing them in, and grabs onto your hands so you can jump into the moving truck.

Just then you guys hear the sound of police sirens blaring from around the bend. Coming at full speed they drift the corner, accelerating to catch up to y’all. Making eye contact with one of the officers, you smirk, blowing them a kiss and a wink before you and Eren close the doors.

“Step on it Alert!” Eren yells to Armin in the driver's seat.

Taking your seats, you sat in Eren’s lap, legging draping over his as you enveloped your arms around his neck full out making out with him. His hands rest on your lower back and outer thigh pulling you close to him, tilting his head to the side, deepening the kiss even more.

“Your so bad you know that?” He smirks at you, slapping you on your thigh making you jump, giggling and smiling pulling him back in.

“What now boss?” One of the robbers asks as he takes off his mask. The same one who ran out first.

“Yeah, boss?” The other one, the taller one adds in.

Eren stops kissing you for a minute, still holding onto you looking at both men.

“Well, Connie… Jean. Now, we celebrate.” He smiles looking back at you.

“What’d you say beautiful?” He rubs your thigh, eyes never leaving yours.

Face getting warm and your body heating up, you softly nod with a low hum, looking right at him, leaning back into him for another kiss which he gladly accepts.

“Yeah!” Everyone cheers.

“Yes sir.” The men voice, bowing and taking their half into their duffel bag.

“Sir, the chef has informed me that dinner is prepared and ready.” A man with freckles told to Eren.

He grunts and makes his way to the route of the master bedroom which you currently stayed.

“You guys can take a plate, me and Y/n will take our share later.” He says as he walks over to the elevator down the hall. Getting in, he presses the third floor and leans back on the railing.

“Beautiful?” He calls as he walks into the living room from the elevator making his way to the room.

“Yes, darling?” You walk out, leaning against the door frame in a small lingerie dress that barely covered your thighs and ass.

Eren's eyes widen and his face turns red as he stops in his tracks. Dropping the bag, Eren lowers his head smiling, tongue poking his cheek while he scratches his chin. He slowly tilts his head back, with low eyes and inspecting your beautiful and amazing body in the sensual and seductive outfit.

"You know," he starts as he untucks his dress shirt, undoing the buttons on it then throwing it somewhere in the living room making his way toward your direction.

"You really are something right. This all for me beautiful?"

Eren unbuckles his belt allowing it to cascade to the wood tiles. Only inches away from you know, he wraps an arm around your body and pulls you close enough, placing a hand on the back of your neck guiding you to lean into the kiss.

You both makeout, entangled in each other pleasure blindly navigating through the room and successfully finding the bed tumbling right onto it while being able to not break the kiss.

"The things that you do to me. It makes me crazy, makes me fucking mad. I want you, I need you, I need your love and your body so bad. Let me make love to you. Let me hold you and tell you everything you crave hear while I go into your deepest places till I reach that sweet, sweet womb of yours and make you cum over and over on my dick. The same one that you love and cherish with your life." Eren slowly grinds his hips into yours, lips moving down your neck leaving open kisses in their waking.

"Will you let me do that beautiful? Do you permit me to reclaim you over and over again? Tell you I love you? Cum deep into your wet and tight pussy that I love and adore with all my life? Will you?"

Overwhelmed with all the oversensitivity and the burning pit deep in your stomach, you desperately nod your head as you repeat, "Yes... yes, yes, yes. Please~"

"Nah Jaeger, you cheatin' out here." Connie says as Eren puts down a draw four card on the deck in the center of the table.

"No I ain't," he smirks taking a puff of the blunt before passing it onto Armin.

"I'm simply just playing the game Con."

"Cap! Y/n can't be helping you pick out your cards, that's straight bull." Jean points to you settled behind Eren's chair, giggling, eyes red and lidded as you stick your tongue out at him only for him to respond with a playful gasp and clutch chest.

"Oh please, Y/n could do whatever she feels like horseface." Eren quips leaning his head back to wink at you.

"Hey! I don't have a horseface you pigeon." Jean claps back.

Everyone including you burst out in laughter, unable to hold it in being that you all are under the influence.

“Marco, it's your turn.” Connie softly nudged at the man spaced out after putting his card down.

Marco blinks a few times to stop himself before looking at the cards in his hand and selected two number five cards, or what he thought were two six cards.

“Ayo, yo, pick up two fo’ your mistake!” Jean says as he starts to pull out cards for him.

“Huh? How?” he protests.

“Fuck is this?” Armin picks up the yellow six and nine card that he had put down.

“Ohhh.”

“Ohhhhh.” Jean mocked.

“Leave me alone, I'm smacked aight?” Marco explains taking the cards from Jean.

“Uno,” Eren says wiggling his last card in between his fingers.

Armin went a place down and a red draw two, leaning back in his chair with a smile, taking another puff before pasting the blunt to Jean “Uno.”

Eren daps him up telling him ‘that's what's up.’

“How the fuck y'all got Uno already?” Jean takes a hit inhaling picking out his cards and putting them down before passing on the blunt to Connie.

Taking his turn with the blunt and cards, he skipped Marco and Eren pointing to Armin to go.

Eren gives him a death look and shakes his head.

“Hey, it's just how the game is played.” he put his hands up passing the blunt to Marco who was once again spaced out.

“Dude, just go to sleep, Y/n will take over for you.” Connie shakes him back to consciousness.

“Yeah, I'll take ‘em for you.” you smile and take his cards taking his place in the chair before hugging him goodnight.

“Another hit Y/n?”

You nod taking the blunt from Connie and taking a deep inhale of the smoke and holding it before exhaling it out through your nose.

“Ou, he got some good cards,” you say sorting out the cards in your hand before you put down four skips.

“WOW!!” Jean and Connie say in unison.

“That's what we doin’ now beautiful?” Eren looks at you, holding the card to his chin.

“As Connie said before, that's just how the game is played.” you retort sending him a kiss.

“Hey, hey. Don't put me in this.” Connie said.

“I’ma getchu back don't worry.” Eren declares.

“Threat or a promise?” you test him.

“Take it how you wanna beautiful.” he jerks his eyebrow.

“If y’all wanna fuck just say da, damn.” Armin snarky remarks make Jean and Connie fall out of their chairs laughing.

“Shuddup Armin.” you joke laughing along.

Continuing with the game, you place down a reverse card making the rotation go counterclockwise. Connie went and put down a plus two to which Jean added another one. Armin then grinned at them putting down his last card, draw four saying ‘uno out’.

All eyes on Eren he looks back at everyone before looking at you.

“I told you I'll get you back right?”

Without saying more words he placed down a draw four on top of Armin’s. Everyone in the group gasps and ooh’s while they look between you and Eren.

“Pick up eight beautiful.” he says as he caresses your cheek.

You gasp, “Oh my God, noooo.”

“It doesn't work like that baby.” you say as you kiss his hand putting down an additional draw four card making the total 12.

From across you, you heard someone stifle their laugh, snorting in the process. You turn to see Armin with his hand over his mouth face slowly turning red from now breathing. He shakingly points his finger towards Connie’s direction. You turn in confusion and see him with a straight face, looking at the pile of cards.

“Connie…”

Everyone except him and you die of laughter, toppling over. He softly places the cards on the table, scooting his chair out, rising and walking away.

“No, No Connie wait!! I’m sorry!” you try your hardest not to laugh, trailing behind him, slightly stumbling from feeling high. He didn't answer only continuing to walk till he walked to his room, entering and softly closing his door.

“FUCK!!”

Y'all hear him yells at the top of his lungs and you laugh even harder than before. It's probably the hardest that y'all ever laughed in your life. You're laid out on the floor, holding your stomach as tears come out of your eyes and you buffer in place silently laughing. Eren laughing loudly head held back stomping his feet on the floor. Jean once again on the floor also laid out like you, shaking in laughter and he screams out with laughter, having that Windex bottle laugh. Armin jumping in his chair, wheezing and crying once in a while snorting loud as hell.

“Did something happen?” Marco voiced.

He was in front of y'all, rubbing his eyes in his oversized onesie with his blanket wrapped around him. That only made everyone succumb to laughter. Armin fell out of his chair onto the floor, Eren slouched in his chair in an uncomfortable position, Jean face down into the carpet and you on your back in an almost starfish position.

Marco freaks out, runs to each of your sides to check up on you only to be met with snores and soft breathing. Y'all laughed yourselves to sleep, who the fuck does that shit? Being as caring as he is, Marco uses the couch cushions and places them under each of the guy's heads, and covered them with blankets, even leveling Eren’s legs so he could be more comfortable. He picks you off the ground being sure not to wake you up and puts you on the big couch right by Eren covering you with a blanket as well.

He cleans up and puts out the rest of the light blunt in the ashtray and packs up the Uno cards. Turn off the light and whispers goodnight before leaving to his room.

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gizoogle’d my fave episode 🦟💪

Yo, shrignold: Has you done eva wondered why our crazy asses here?

Whatz all dat shiznit about, you've no idea.

And everywhere you look, all you peep is hatred n' darknizz n' dirtnap n' fear.

But you know it don't gotta be; I don't give a fuck bout you, you don't give a fuck bout mah dirty ass.

Cause even though our phat asses different, it don't cook up a gangbangin' finger-lickin' difference

and we can live up in harmony.

I know you don't give a fuck whoz ass I am yo, but maybe I can git freaky wit yo' hand

and together we can KNOW bout love!

Yellow Guy: I feel tingly hommie!

Shrignold: Thatz ludd mah playa, n' itz time fo' you ta learn all bout dat shit. *Giggles*

(Ludd be a place, ludd be a thang x4)

Yo, shrignold: And do you eva feel like gamez unfair?

Cause dem hoes hates you n' no one cares?

But if you gangbang me, maybe yo big-ass booty is ghon peep dat ludd be all over dis biiiatch.

Yellow Guy: But what tha fuck is love, is it up in tha sky?

Cloud: No itz a gangbangin' feeling, deep inside.

Yellow Guy: Because I be hungry?

Shrignold: Fuck dat shit, you lonely. I can peep it up in yo' eyes.

Yellow Guy: I don't understand...

Yo, shrignold: Don't worry, yo big-ass booty is ghon soon. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. Come n' hook up a shitload of mah playas! They all know bout love. Come on, just over tha rainbow.

Bird Guy: Oh look, there he goes, flyin all up in tha sky dawwwwg!

Red Guy: Maybe we should follow his ass or we'll git left behind.

Bird Guy: Yes yo, but there be a fuckin shitloadz of chicken left n' I'd like ta smoke tha chicken.

Red Guy: I'd also like ta smoke tha chicken. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. Letz do dat instead dawwwg!

Shrignold: So here we is wit all mah playaz n' they ludd you, all of them!

Rabbit: Yes yes y'all, our phat asses do!

Unicorn: It be true biaatch!

Purple Guy: We ludd you, nahmean biiiatch?

Beaver: And you ludd our asses too!

Yellow Guy: I gots a straight-up boner fo' you too, Furry Boy hommie!

Beaver (whispering): Heheh.. yo. Harder son!

Red Guy: Now we've smoked tha chicken, I don't give a fuck what tha fuck ta do.

Bird Guy: Maybe we should look fo' our playa yo, but it ain't no stoppin cause I be still poppin'. Isn't dat what tha fuck playaz do, biatch?

And our crazy asses have finished our chicken picnic...

(Momentz of silence)

Shrignold: To ludd each other is ta care, ta be kind...

Flower: ...and ta share biaatch!

Rabbit: I gots a straight-up boner fo' mah playa, so I give dem a hug!

Purple Guy: I made dis fo' you cause I gots a straight-up boner fo' you like it aint no thang!

Beaver: I gots a straight-up boner fo' mah pet cause he a cold-ass lil crab.

Yellow Guy: I gots a straight-up boner fo' dis tree biaaatch! I gots a straight-up boner fo' dis stick! I gots a straight-up boner fo' dis bug n' -

Shrignold: Fuck dat shit, no, no, thatz not how tha fuck itz done.

Yo ass must save yo' ludd fo' yo' special one biaatch!

Yellow Guy: My fuckin special one?

Unicorn: Everyone has a special one.

Yellow Guy: Even me son, biatch? But I be lonely...

Yo, shrignold: Yes yes y'all, itz true yo, but do not worry dawwwwg! Yo ass is trippin yo, but thatz all gravy.

Let me put dis another way...

Tree: This is tha rap of Michael, tha loneliest pimp up in town.

This is tha rap of Michael, tha ugliest pimp up in town.

Ugly n' weak so they called his ass a gangbangin' freak

Woman: FREAK!!

so he lived on his own underground.

Dude lived on his own underground...

Shrignold: Yo ass see, biatch? Everyone has a special one biaatch!

Rabbit: Even Michael!

Shrignold: Yo crazy-ass ass beats hard like a funky-ass big-ass ludd drum, callin fo' yo' special one biaatch!

Rabbit: So be patient, cuz maybe...

All Da Ludd Cult: ...your special one will come biaatch!

Beaver: Dat punk made fo' her muthafuckin ass...

Unicorn: ...and she made fo' him!

Rabbit: And thatz tha way itz always been.

Beaver: And itz perfect.

Purple Guy: And itz pure.

Shrignold: And itz protected wit a ring.

Tree: Thatz tha way dat oldschool ludd goes.

Unicorn: Like a gangbangin' flower it grows n' grows!

Purple Guy: And itz alllll muthafuckin day.

Flower: And alllll muthafuckin day.

Shrignold: And now we all worshizzle our Mackdaddy hommie!

All Da Ludd Cult: Our Mackdaddy dawwwwg! Our Mackdaddy dawwwwg! Our Mackdaddy!

Shrignold: His name is Malcolm. (our mackdaddy)

Beaver: Dude is tha Mackdaddy of Ludd biaaatch! (our mackdaddy)

Unicorn: We must feed Him. (our mackdaddy)

Rabbit: We must feed Him gravel. (our mackdaddy)

Shrignold: Or Dude becomes mad salty. (our mackdaddy)

Yo, shrignold: And dis is yo' chizzle ta start anew

and all we askin you ta do...

Rabbit: ...is chizzle yo' name...

Beaver: ...and clean yo' dome...

Shrignold: ...and forget every last muthafuckin thang you eva knew!

Unicorn: And yo' ass will find its home biaatch!

Yellow Guyz Special One: And our ludd aint NEVER gonna go!

Shrignold: Now wear dis ring!

All Da Ludd Cult: And join tha Mackdaddy hommie!

Shrignold: And you aint NEVER gonna be alone biaatch!

IM LITERALLY IN TEARS

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donutloverxo · 4 years

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Vanilla

Kinktober day 21 - Vanilla

Please note that my work is not to be reposted or published anywhere other than my Tumblr or AO3 account without my permission. Reblogs are most welcome though!

Note - @stargazingfangirl18 asked for soft ransom! Thanks @sweater-daddiesdumbdork and @whateveriwant for their advice! Also for @finleyjayne 's rainbow writing challenge with the prompt 'white lie'. Hope y'all like it💖

Dividers by @whimsicalrogers

Summary - When you find out Ransom's been lying, you can't help but assume the worst.

Warnings - 18+ only please!, smut (m/f), ooc Ransom.

Pairing - Ransom Drysdale x reader

Word count - 2k

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You sighed as a tear rolled down your cheek, looking at an old photo strip of you and Ransom. You had taken it in a photo booth at the fall fair, he was reluctant, calling them dumb and cheesy but he gave in when you gave him your puppy eyes.

He looked stoic in the first two, with you perched up on his lap, your arms around his neck but then he was laughing boisterously because you started tickling you. The last one was of him biting your neck as revenge.

Happy times. But they seem to be taunting you now.

Your family, even your friends, weren’t huge fans of Ransom. Your mother was actually scared he’d hit you or hurt you. But they didn’t know him like you did.

He was never cruel to you. Not even when he didn’t know you and had nothing to gain from being nice to you. Surprisingly, he was quite the gentlemen, holding the door for you, paying for your meals, even waiting for over a month before making love - you knew then you could never let go of him, no one would ever give it to you like him.

He did tend to be a bit judgmental and cynical, entitled and maybe a bit spoilt. But you accepted that as a part of him, encouraging him to work on himself. Sure, he’ll never be everyone's cup of tea, but he’d always be yours.

Or so you thought.

Dealing with Ransom required some finesse and patience that you were willing to put up because it was worth it. But you’d never put up with lies, or worse... that’s not who you were.

Ransom had told you he was going to meet up with his published to talk about his new project. Your gut told you that something was wrong. When he was late you took it upon yourself to call the publishing house only to find out he didn’t have a meeting today at all.

He didn’t have one that Sunday either, where he was for over four hours you didn’t know.

You let out a humorless chuckle at your own naiveté - who the fuck has a meeting on the weekend anyway?

You only saw what your heart wanted to show you. Maybe, he never loved you. Maybe everything you both shared for the past two years was a lie - an act.

You yelped a bit when you heard the door being slammed shut, putting the photo down you quickly composed yourself.

“Hey, babe,” he greeted you, kissing the top of your head before scavenging for a beer in your fridge.

“Hey,” your voice hoarse and croaky, you cleared your throat, “how was your meeting?” you spat. Unable to keep the contempt from your voice.

“So and so. They don’t know shit,” he twisted the cap off before he taking a long drag of it.

You gulped when you looked at his pale throat bobbing and swallowing the liquid down. He took his coat off, throwing it over the counter.

You watched his muscles flex under his tight sweater, his curious eyes watching you, your traitorous body still found him attractive. Which he was, objectively so, some might even argue that he was out of your league and not the other way around.

“Like what you see, doll?” he smirked, catching you staring at him. He stood before you, holding onto your hips.

You blinked, pushing him away and putting some distance between you, “I want to know more about the meeting.” you insisted.

“What the hell are you going on about?” He ran a hand through his perfectly groomed hair - messing it up. You knew it was a nervous tick of his.

“You know damn well what I’m talking about! You weren’t at any meeting were you? You were probably with some bitch,” you yelled, jabbing him in his chest with your finger, “No,” you laughed, “Wasn’t her fault. She’s not the one cheating. I should’ve known better.” you shook your head, “Everybody warned me.”

He had the audacity to roll his eyes, “God, you women - ”

“Shut the fuck up, Ransom. Now is not the time for your boring jokes. Where were you?”

“Why would you jump to the worse conclusion?!” he yelled back, his face turning red and a couple of veins popping on his forehead. “Do I not get benefit the doubt? Don’t you trust me?”

He walked towards you, making you take a few steps back until you hit the counter, tall and imposing above you. His jaw clenched shut as he stared you down.

You gulped, “I did trust you. But what explanation could you possibly have? You lied, didn’t you? Where were you?”

You watched him as he dug through his discarded coat, taking out a box and handing it to you. You knew what it was as soon as you saw it, the familiar burgundy color with the words ‘cartier’ written on top in golden cursive.

“I’m sorry,” you choked, your heart clenched in guilt. You accused him of the worst when he was just out getting you jewellery. “I didn’t mean to hurt you, I’m sorry.”

“Bit to late to be sorry when you already said your part.” he gritted.

“Sorry,” you gave him a nervous smile, “I really don’t deserve this, I don’t know what to say...”

“I was with Meg, since she’s the only girl I know, who’d be of any use. She just gave a lecture about how buying diamonds is so unethical or something, I don’t know I tuned out,” he shuddered at just the thought of it, “So, it’s not final. We can exchange it if you don’t like it,” he said, rubbing the back of his neck.

You frowned, “Why would I need to exchange it? I’m sure it’s very pretty,” you opened the box and gasped, your jaw dropping, “Ransom... this is...” the most beautiful diamond ring you’ve ever seen. “Wait a minute, does that mean..”

“Yep,” he snatched it away from you, taking the ring out of it and then sliding it on your ring finger, “I was going to go the whole nine yards. Get down on a knee, act like a fucking Disney Prince but you don’t get that now,” he smirked, the diamond looking so pretty on your hand. “You’re stuck with me, forever.”

“Well, I’m sad that I missed out on a proper proposal but I suppose I deserve it. It really is so pretty,” you beamed at the ring.

“Don’t you dare take it off.” He held onto your hand possessively. Glad to have some sort of claim on you now that would let any unworthy asshole know that you’re taken.

You giggled, placing a quick smooch on his lips, “I won’t. I’ll protect it with my life,” holding the hand close to your heart. “I’m still so sorry. I should’ve known better.”

“That’s right, you should’ve.” he grumbled

You couldn’t help but roll your eyes. He’d have no problem assuming the worst if the roles were reversed. “Is there anything I can do to make it up to you?” Jutting your lower lip out and looking at him with your big doe eyes.

Pulling you by your waist and holding you tightly against him, “I can think of a couple of things, pumpkin.”

He captured your lips in a salacious kiss that was all teeth and tongue, running his thumb over the diamond.

***

“Look so pretty with your mouth stuffed, pumpkin,” he praised, choking on a moan, pushing your hot, eager mouth further down on his length.

You let out a muffled whimper, relaxing your throat so you could take all of him. Which was quite a task but you powered through, swallowing him down until your nose touched the brown patch of hair above his length.

He let out a loud, primal moan, holding onto your head and trying his best not to bust his load too soon. He pulled you off of him, getting off of the mattress, putting his hands below your arms and hauling you up and pushing you down on it. It was always fun to manhandle you like that, what with you being so small and plaint. Always ready to serve him and let him have his way with you.

You blinked up at him with unsure eyes, almost wanting to cover yourself from his predatory gaze. “St - stop looking at me like that.”

He chuckled, “You’re mine now. I’ll look at you however I like.”

He knelt on the floor, pulling you till you were on the edge of the bed, nudging your intimate lips apart with his nose. He took a long breath in, your unique scent never failed to make him hot.

Placing a flurry of kisses up and down your inner thighs, giving your a nick and a bite here and there till you were going crazy with need. Need to have his mouth on you.

“Please, Ransom,” you sniffled exaggeratedly, “Just want your mouth on me.”

“You’ve got no patience, doll.” Which was rich, coming from him.

He shook his head, teasing your entrance with his tongue. Before finally, wrapping his mouth around your bundle of nerves, sucking at it leisurely.

You pulled at his hair, pushing him closer to your heat because you needed more.

He took the hint, plunging two fingers inside you, pumping them in and out till he felt you clamping down on them. He pulled right away when he felt you getting too close to your climax.

No, he needed to look at your face as you fell apart with him.

Ignoring your whines and curses he hovered above you, pushing his tip against your entrance, coating it with your juices.

You were out of it, barely there with him, your hands loosely holding onto his broad shoulders, “I love you,” you murmured and then yelped, your eyes scrunched shut as he thursted his entire length inside you. Your nails digging into his biceps and drawing blood.

There was that delicious familiar ache at first, but you willed yourself to ride through it. It’ll feel good in no time. Except.... he didn’t move.

You opened your eyes and looked up at him to see him staring at you. You called out his name, caressing his cheek.

“Say it again,” he panted.

“Say what?” you yelped again as he lifted your hips up, his tip brushing against your spongy spot, “Oh.. uh... I love you.” you repeated.

He stayed still for a moment or longer. Still not used to hearing those words, especially said so sincerely by you. They often caught him off guard and overwhelmed him.

His hips bucked into yours as he started thrusting into you properly, his fingers digging into your hips.

You pulled him down and pressed your lips to his, swirling your tongue against his, spilling your moans in his mouths, only pulling away when you could barely breath. He did have a way of always leaving you breathless.

Propping himself on his elbows, he watched you writhe under him, your face scrunching up in untethered pleasure as you kept asking him for more. It's where you belonged, wrapped up around him. And your cavern was his rightful place, especially now that you'll be married.

“You’ve always been a, tight little thing. Squeezing the shit outta me,” he grunted as you pulsed and fluttered around him your body seized up and fell back.

He kept driving his hips into you, riding out your orgasm till ropes of his seed coated your walls, he didn’t let up till he was sure he gave you every last drop of him.

He collapsed on top of you, nipping at the shell of your ear, “Again,” he pleaded, his voice wavering with his cock softening inside you.

“I love you, baby, more than you’ll ever know,” you said, cradling his head close to you.

He hummed, pulling himself out of you, laying beside you, he admired your ring as you struggled to stay away, your eyes already dozing off.

He was proud to have bought it with his own hard earned money with the book you inspired him to write, it was sort of poetic in a way. But you didn’t need to know that or you’d accuse him of going soft for you - which to be fair he was. As his mother always says every marriage has its secrets.

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amor-immortalem · 3 years

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Everything Undesired chapter 12

chapter 11

Warning: kidnapping

A/N: I hope y'all are ready for a very heavy chapter because toward the end our Greed boi is going to go to a very dark place with his real thoughts on Cyrus.

“Do you think he does?” Belphie asked as he watched his older brother feed the baby.

“It would make sense.” The second-born shrugs. “I think Lucifer realized it too ‘n that’s why he was in such a big hurry for Beel and him to leave.”

The seventh-born only nods in response. “Hey I heard you three are going up to the mortal world after the term... Is that true?”

“Yeah... ‘Rella says she wants to go back to her home in York. I like the idea- been there a couple times with her after Solomon taught her to summon us. It’s nice. Hardly anybody stops by so it should be relaxin’ ‘n maybe it’ll do the baby some good to get away from the house for a bit.”

“More power to you, since we don’t know a whole lot about what kind of nutrients cambions need to begin with, it’ll probably be good for him to get some sunlight, I guess. Hey, why’re you holding the bottle that way? Doesn't it make more sense to hold it higher so he finishes eating faster?”

“Nah, any higher and he could take too much and inhale it while he’s eating. Learned that out the hard way with Satan. Plus, lowers your chances of gettin' spat up on.”

“It’s crazy that you stepped up like that for him... How did you do it?” The Avatar of Sloth leans his head against Mammon’s shoulder.

“Lots of sleepless nights and lots of coffee- I swear, m’blood probly consisted of just coffee back then,” Mammon pulls the bottle away from Cyrus after he had finished eating and started to burp him, “at least for those first few months anyway.”

“I’m not surprised,” Belphie hums.

“S'why our rooms are right next to each other. That way I wasn’t having to risk poppin’ my stitches runnin’ through the halls just t’get to him before he could wake any of y’all up. Man, that thing took forever t’heal. Not t’mention it kept getting infected since between watchin’ out for the lil’ ball of wrath that was our brother ‘n school, ‘n plannin’ Lilith’s service, I only had the time t’really take care of it when I showered save for the rare moments I had to change my bandages...” Mammon is silent for a moment, “I don’t regret it though. Gettin' to see him grow up to become a strong demon and knowing I made that possible, makes it all the reward itself.”

The younger brother only nods as he notices the infant’s eyes were glued to him- more specifically at his face. “What’re you staring at, kid? Do I have something on my face?”

“Nah, it’s just a thing babies do around this age. Its more about learning faces and facial expressions right now,” The older brother explains.

“Considering what you went through, you seem awfully calm now when you deal with him.”

“It's parental instinct and nothing more right now. Think of it as your body moving on its own. If I’m being honest with you, it’s still kind of hard- especially when he gets clingy like this but I think I’m gettin' better with him- acceptin' reality for what it is and learning to bond with him. Believe me, Belphie this isn’t how I wanted to have my first kid, but,” Mammon lets out a depressed sigh, “I’m a father now... and that means I have to suck it up and get my shit together. It’s what he deserves at the very least.”

“Wow, I guess what they say is true, huh? You really do change your ways once you have a kid.”

“Whatcha mean by that? I feel like I should feel insulted...”

“Sorry, it wasn’t meant to come out that way, Mams... It’s just that it feels like you’ve changed. Before all this, there wasn’t a single day where you went without thinking of easy ways to make a quick grimm, not a day where we didn’t have to take inventory of our stuff in fear that you had stolen something valuable of ours, went on massive shopping sprees whenever you could, but now... now, you don’t do any of that. It’s like you grew up somehow... like you’re back to how you were when we were angels and how you were way back when we had just fallen and your sin hadn’t quite settled in yet, you know?”

“Let’s just say priorities have changed...”

“Well, whatever the reason, it’s a nice change. I’m going to head to bed now. See you around.” Belphie smiled as he got up and left.

“See ya, Belphie.”

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He doesn’t remember how long he sat with Cyrus until the little one fell asleep against his chest, but once he placed the infant in the crib, he just stood there, lost in dark thoughts.

“It’s funny...” The white-haired demon’s voice was hardly above a whisper, “I should resent your presence in my life- wish you were never born, hate you. The worst part of me- the scummy part of me- does. You took everything that I was reserving for my child with Arella and you’re a representation of everything your birth mother did to me but... I can’t- and that’s what I hate most about you. Maybe my reason for keepin’ you comes from a fear that I won’t have the guts to risk my mate’s life that way so I just took the closest alternative I could ever get to that... I know... I know I’m being selfish by keeping her for myself as long as I can and not giving her that family with me she wants so badly and it makes me angry to watch her give a child that’s not even hers so much love when you shouldn’t have ever existed in the first place... Now it's far too late to get rid of you without hurting her.... I made the wrong choice for me even though I know ultimately it was the right one for you.”

He bit his tongue as a snarl formed on his face. Here, with no one to hear him, Mammon would let out his true feelings as wrong as it was. As if letting them out would somehow change his feelings for this child.

“For now, I’ll lie and pretend for your sake and everyone else’s. No one will ever know the way I wish Lucifer just would have done away with ya and part of me wonders... if a lower demon were to attack you and none of my brothers or Arella were there to spur me to action, would I even bother to protect you or would I dare to act selfishly and just let you die? Let the problem resolve itself? Ya better prove that you were ever worth what I’ve been putting myself through in the first pla-”

A sudden bout of clarity strikes the demon, the weight of what he had just said hit him like a stack of bricks and suddenly he can’t breathe. Oh devils, he can’t breathe under the weight of it all. Was he really that messed up in the head that he would do this to his own child? That he would force Cyrus to earn his love when he knows he should just give it to him unconditionally? What happened to all that progress he thought he’d been making? What kind of father would that make him? His eyes widened in horror at the thought as he broke down in silent tears.

How unfit of a father am I? He thought, He’s my son and I can’t even bring myself to love him? I really am the worst scum of the devildom. I’ve been holding some kind of grudge against a baby for crying out loud! Is this how I would act if Arella and I had a kid and they killed her?! The thought terrifies him. He wanted so badly to be a father and now that he was, this is the way he reacted to it? Unforgivable. Mammon remembered how it felt to fight for his father’s love and how he felt when Arella told him about her horrible mother and he felt so disgusted with it but wasn’t he just the same?

As he sank down to his knees, he felt a tiny hand grasp one of his fingers and his head snapped up. There was his son who had managed to wiggle his way closer to the edge of the crib, watching him with eyes full of what appeared to be fear. It froze his blood to see that look on anyone, let alone his own child. Without thinking, the Avatar of Greed rushes forward, scoops the child up and holds his son close to his chest.

“I’m sorry,” he whispers as fresh tears begin to fall. “I’m so sorry. I’m sorry.” Apologies tumble from his mouth in between choked sobs. “I said all those terrible things to ya. I don’t mean them. I don’t.” He doesn’t know who he’s trying to convince more at this point. Was it himself or his son? “I love ya. I love ya. I love ya. I’ll change. I’ll do anything I can for you- give you everything ya deserve.”

The baby only cooed softly, trying so hard to lift his head up, but with the way his father was held his head to his chest left no other option but for Cyrus to pat his hands against his father’s chest.

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Over the coming years, Mammon held true to his word on that dark night. He embraced his son fully and finally formed a deep bond with him. There were some good days, some bad, but never once had the demon let his mind wander back to that dark place of hate and malice. At some point, the Avatar of Greed was even able to move past the rape all together and he felt completely at peace with everything that had happened to bring his son into his life. He and Arella had even decided to take the chance to bring a new life into this world and were now expecting a set of twins. Everything felt right. But peace is never lasting for demons and Mammon has always been unlucky.

It was five minutes. Five. Damn. Minutes. Mammon should have known better. Cyrus had gone with his father to one of his photoshoots. Typically, he kept the boy in his sights at all times but this time he allowed his director to turn his attention elsewhere for a better shot from a different angle. When the demon turned back to check on his child, Cyrus was nowhere to be seen and the Avatar of Greed panicked. It was only five minutes but he was gone. He hoped the little one had just gone off to use the bathroom and would be back shortly, but after a few minutes of nervous waiting, Cyrus never reappeared.

The whole set went into a frenzy searching for the child but he was nowhere to be found in the building. Mammon wanted to scream. How could he have let this happen? His child was taken. The white-haired demon couldn’t even finish the photoshoot as he dashed out the door searching- looking for any possible trail that would lead him to Cyrus, but there was nothing. Not even a scent trail to follow. He feels his heart break as horrible thoughts ran rampant through his head. That crushing weight from five years earlier was back.

With shaking hands, he pulled out his D.D.D. from his pocket and called his older brother. Told him everything that happened. How he let his child be abducted because he got careless, how he’s searched every conceivable place he could think of. After that, the entire family mobilized. Levi ordered his Navy to search for the boy, other smaller search parties were formed as well but nothing ever came of them. They even asked Solomon to search the mortal world and there were some leads but that too led to dead ends.

Mammon, Arella and the rest of the Avatars were left heartbroken by the loss. Not even with the birth of their twins were the parents able to find peace. Six months went by, then a year, then three- after five, the searches were called off. His body was never found, which left everyone with hope. It was hope that Mammon would hold onto until he was left with no other choice.

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There’s one more part left: an epilogue stay tuned folks.

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mfingstarboy · 2 years

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https://youtu.be/jltN3fLFmTQ

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i by Kendrick Lamar

Is this mic on? (Hey, move this way, this way)

Hey, Hey! Hey! Turn the mic up, c'mon, c'mon

Is the mic on or not? I want the mic

We're bringing up nobody, nobody...

Nobody but the number one rapper in the world

He done traveled all over the world

He came back just to give you some game

All of the little boys and girls, come up here

(One two, one two, what's happening, fool?)

Come right here, this is for you, come on up

Kendrick Lamar, make some noise, brother

I done been through a whole lot

Trial, tribulation, but I know God

The Devil wanna put me in a bow tie

Pray that the holy water don't go dry

As I look around me

So many motherfuckers wanna down me

But an enemigo never drown me

In front of a dirty double-mirror they found me

And (I love myself)

When you lookin' at me, tell me what do you see?

(I love myself)

Ahh, I put a bullet in the back of the back of the head of the police

(I love myself)

Illuminated by the hand of God, boy don't seem shy

(I love myself)

One day at a time, uhh

They wanna say it's a war outside, bomb in the street

Gun in the hood, mob of police

Rock on the corner with a line for the fiend

And a bottle full of lean and a model on the scheme uh

These days of frustration keep y'all on tuck and rotation (Come to the front)

I duck these cold faces, post up fi-fie-fo-fum basis

Dreams of reality's peace

Blow steam in the face of the beast

Sky could fall down, wind could cry now

Look at me motherfucker I smile

And (I love myself)

When you lookin' at me, tell me what do you see?

(I love myself)

Ahh, I put a bullet in the back of the back of the head of the police

(I love myself)

Illuminated by the hand of God, boy don't seem shy

(I love myself)

One day at a time, uhh

(Crazy)

(What you gon' do?)

Lift up your head and keep moving, (Keep moving) turn the mic up

(Haunt you)

Peace to fashion police, I wear my heart

On my sleeve, let the runway start

You know the miserable do love company

What do you want from me and my scars?

Everybody lack confidence, everybody lack confidence

How many times my potential was anonymous?

How many times the city making me promises?

So I promise this, nigga

And (I love myself)

When you lookin' at me, tell me what do you see?

(I love myself)

Ahh, I put a bullet in the back of the back of the head of the police

(I love myself)

Illuminated by the hand of God, boy don't seem shy

(I love myself)

One day at a time, uhh

Huh (Walk my bare feet) huh (Walk my bare feet)

Huh (Down, down valley deep) huh (Down, down valley deep)

(I love myself) huh (Fi-fie-fo-fum) huh (fi-fie-fo-fum)

(I love myself) huh (My heart undone) one, two, three

And (I love myself)

When you lookin' at me, tell me what do you see?

(I love myself)

Ahh, I put a bullet in the back of the back of the head of the police

(I love myself)

Illuminated by the hand of God, boy don't seem shy

(I love myself)

One day at a time, uhh

I went to war last night

With an automatic weapon, don't nobody call a medic

I'm a do it till I get it right

I went to war last night (Night, night, night, night, night)

I've been dealing with depression ever since an adolescent

Duckin' every other blessin', I can never see the message

I could never take the lead, I could never bob and weave

From a negative and letting them annihilate me

And it's evident I'm moving at a meteor speed

Finna run into a building, lay my body...

(Offstage Argument)

Not on my time, Not while I'm up here

Not on my time, kill the music

Not on my time

We could save that shit for the streets

We could save that shit, this for the kids bro

2015, niggas tired of playin' victim dog

Niggas ain't trying to play vic- TuTu, how many niggas we done lost?

Yan-Yan, how many we done lost?

No for real, answer the question, how many niggas we done lost bro?

This, this year alone

Exactly. So we ain't got time to waste time my nigga

Niggas gotta make time bro

The judge make time, you know that, the judge make time right?

The judge make time so it ain't shit

It shouldn't be shit for us to come out here and appreciate the little bit of life we got left, dawg

On the dead homies. Charlie P, you know that bro

You know that

It's mando. Right, it's mando

And I say this because I love you niggas man

I love all my niggas bro

Exac- enough said, enough said

We gon' get back to the show and move on, because that shit petty my nigga

Mic check, mic check, mic check, mic check, mic check

We gon' do some acapella shit before we get back to-

All my niggas listen

Listen to this:

I promised Dave I'd never use the phrase "fuck nigga"

He said, "Think about what you saying: 'Fuck niggas'

No better than Samuel on Django

No better than a white man with slave boats"

Sound like I needed some soul searching

My Pops gave me some game in real person

Retraced my steps on what they never taught me

Did my homework fast before government caught me

So I'm a dedicate this one verse to Oprah

On how the infamous, sensitive N-word control us

So many artists gave her an explanation to hold us

Well, this is my explanation straight from Ethiopia

N-E-G-U-S definition: royalty; King royalty - wait listen

N-E-G-U-S description: Black emperor, King, ruler, now let me finish

The history books overlook the word and hide it

America tried to make it to a house divided

The homies don't recognize we been using it wrong

So I'm a break it down and put my game in a song

N-E-G-U-S, say it with me

Or say no more. Black stars can come and get me

Take it from Oprah Winfrey, tell her she right on time

Kendrick Lamar, by far, realest Negus alive

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biblee16 · 3 years

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Zombies and Wedding Dresses

Fluff, zombie apocalypse AU, fiction, angst, violence etc.

Cameo: Jeon Jungkook

Warning: swearing

Lee Know x reader

A/N: hey guys so first of all the second part of my fanfic "A small mistake" is coming soon, anddd again it's my first time writing a fanfic so please forgive me if it's stupid or something lol.

So, today was the day. It was finally your sister Momo's wedding, you were so happy fo her.

There was so much chaos in the bride's dressing room all the bridesmaids were squeaking out of excitement except for you, you were pretty chill, I mean obviously you were excited for your sister getting married but ah you dint really like weddings alot, but you were just a tiny bit excited today though. (you'll know why ;) )

Your mom gasped as soon as she saw Momo while entering the room. You could see her tearing up already, and Momo being as cute as she is just giggled shyly. You smiled looking at them while your best friend nudges you from the side and says

"I bet today you're gonna have fun too".

And you just blush and look away and reply with a "Shut up". She just winks and goes back to taking pictures with the other bridesmaids, you smile and shake your head.

You go and sit beside your sister and say "You look so pretty, I bet the groom is gonna swoon after looking at you". Momo just giggles shyly and says "Thank you".

This is exactly what Momo was wearing with the same hairstyle which is a bun ↓

You and the other bridesmaids were wearing dresses with open hair, beach waves at the bottom and a little head accessory pinned on the side of your head.

This is the dress ↓

You had to admit that everyone looked so beautiful today, even you.

While the chattering in the bride's dressing room was going on, two guys excused themselves and entered the room. One of them was "him". Lee Know. Both of you were good friends and you had a huge crush on him, and so did he. Both of you knew about it, but never really confessed to each other. Maybe it was just perfect like this.

Anyways, he entered with his friend Jeongin, and you smiled at both of them, and they smiled back cause y'all knew each other. They said that its time. You saw your sister getting nervous and gave her a comforting side hug and said,

"It's alright, it's all gonna be okay, you remember that silly practice we had right?"

Momo took a deep breath and nodded with a smile. Your dad was standing near the door frame and you could see the pride and happiness in his eyes. You definitely knew that he had cried. He never does, but today was his eldest daughter's wedding after all.

You looked at Minho (aka Lee Know if you dint know lol) and he was already staring at you, your friend nudged you and you whispered "Stop it" in a silly way. You were so shy that your ears started turning red and you tried to hide them by fixing your hair. Minho looked so handsome, he looked like a man. He was wearing a black suit with a white formal shirt tucked inside his formal black pants with formal black shoes, but what caught your eyes was the way he had tucked a handkerchief in his collar, it was tucked in a way where it formed frills and hung down. Shit you were so attracted to that. He knew you would like it. OH GOD THIS MAN WAS GONNA BE THE DEATH OF YOU.

Well, they obviously had to leave to go do their own thing like small arrangements and teasing the groom of course.

Your mom went and stood outside, you and the bridesmaids including you followed behind. Y'all went and stood exactly at the entrance of the aisle while the groomsmen were standing at the end of the aisle, not exactly close to the groom though. You made eye contact with Minho and he did too.

Soft music started playing and the doors opened, your sister started walking up the aisle with your father, the groom couldn't stop smiling of course.

~ Timeskip ~

After the bride and groom exchanged their vows, you went back to your bestie who was going to meet her boyfriend, he was one of the groomsmen.

There was Chan, Hyunjin, Seungmin, Minho, Jeongin, Han, Felix, Changbin and your bestie's boyfriend. You had to admit that they were looking so handsome. You smiled and greeted all of them and they greeted you back. You could see that Seungmin was nudging Minho from the side and Minho just stamped his foot while smiling at you. You just mouthed a little ouch while looking at Minho and let out a small giggle.

Obviously your bestie ditched you and went off with her boyfriend. All the other boys went off leaving you and Minho alone.

"You look so beautiful" he said and smirked.

You looked down and blushed and said "Thank you, you look so handsome in that suit too".

He smiled at you, and said "Thank you". Both of you sat down on a table and watched the bride and groom dancing beautifully, after some time both of you got bored and decided to go to the huge backyard.

Both of you sat down on the table and chairs that were arranged there, and started talking about stuff like how you were getting bored and waiting for the wedding to start in the beginning, and he flirted with you here and there by saying "oh yeah, I was waiting to see you so bad, that's the reason I came in the bride's dressing room cause I knew you would be there" at which you blushed so hard and tried to hide your red ears but he stopped you and tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. Both of you just kept staring into each others eyes until he said "Let's take pictures, to make this day memorable".

You nodded and took pictures with him, in your phone as well as his phone and went on social media to post them on your stories and posts on Instagram and Snapchat.

After that y'all sat down and were just chatting with each other until your neighbour aka your close friend Jungkook comes up to you and says hi.

You stand up and hug him and introduce him to Minho and they bow and greet each other. Jungkook says "You look so pretty today" and you smile and say "Thank you, you finally wore formals today" and both of you laugh at that.

"I'd love to wear a jeans and a hoodie but c'mon people are gonna think I'm a crazy guy and the guards would probably kick me out if I wore something like that" he said and both of you laugh again.

After your little chat he says "Okay then, I'll see ya around soon" and leaves.

You wave back and say "bye" and sit down.

Now, when you sat down and looked at Lee Know you could see him looking away with an eyebrow raised and if you weren't wrong he was definitely gritting his teeth. You looked at him and asked if everything was okay, even though you could sense his jealousy. He just looked at you and gave a tight lipped smile and nodded.

You asked him again "Are you sure? I mean I'm kinda thinking someone's jealous" with a smirk.

He stared back at you, he held your head and got it close to him, you gasped and your breathing got heavier and he said "I. Said. I'm. Alright." You were so intimidated and you felt it's so hot at the same time. You sat back and said "Its alright to feel like that you know, but just to clear things up he's just my friend, and I don't think about him that way, I already have someone on my mind".

He smirked at this and asked "Oh really?, who is this someone that's on your mind?"

You smirk at him and just when you're about to confess it's Lee-______

You hear a loud screech of woman from the hall, which causes both of you look at each other and go inside to check, but Han runs outside and holds Minho's hand and says "You will not believe but please don't go in there, please".

Minho asks "Wtf is going on in there?!"

Han replies in a trembling voice "You may think I'm stupid, but trust me, if I'm not wrong those are Zombies". You and Lee Know just give each other puzzled looks. You say "Bullshit Han, tell us what's happening inside, my family and friends are in there!!!!".

You hear almost like an animalistic roar from inside. Your start to realize. No no no this can't be happening. Your parents. Your sister. Your best friend. All the people close to you. They're in there. You spot the group of boys all sweaty and shocked in the backyard. Lee Know looks at you and reads your expression.

People are starting to enter the backyard. Lee Know cups your cheeks and says "Hey hey Y/N look at me, everything is okay I'm sure about it, everyone is fine okay don't worry".

You're terrified. You start walking really fast towards the door, you know you can save them, they're alright. You know it. But Minho pulls you back, and says "Y/N no! Please listen to me, don't go there".

You finally shout in a trembling voice "MINHO MY FAMILY IS IN THERE!!!"

"Y/N NO PLEASE TRUST ME!!! WE HAVE TO GET OUT OF HERE!! I CAN'T LOSE YOU. NOT NOW GOD DAMMIT!!!" Minho shouts back.

Your eyes start to get blurry and then, you see it, with your own eyes. It punches the door and its hand falls off. Your eyes go wide and before you even know it Lee Know pulls you and starts to run, you somehow manage to remove those stupid heels while tripping a little bit. You start to run faster along with Minho and the boys ahead of you.

You look back, you cursed yourself for doing that because you saw Jungkook getting bitten by that disgusting rotten creature. You scream so loud that the creature turns looks at you, and starts to run towards you.

Minho looks at you and says "Y/N calm down, we're almost there, c'mon".

You finally see the door open and run out with everyone.

And oh boy a whole lot of zombies surrounds y'all. Somehow you, Lee Know and the boys with some other people have managed to escape from that crowd.

~ Timeskip ~

It's been 3 whole months or atleast what you think since the creatures have invaded the earth. They bite you, and you become one of them in a matter of 15 minutes. If you're strong enough you can stay a human for atleast 1 hour, but not more than that.

Thankfully, You, Minho, Hyunjin, Bang Chan, Seungmin, Jeongin, Changbin, Han and Felix had survived the wedding and ran off. You stayed in an abandoned shop for 1 month and decided to move since y'all were 9 people and the space wasn't enough. Y'all started to run out of food day by day and decided to starve yourselves, which wasn't good. All of you had found items to fight off the zombies.

The whole bunch was scared including you. You still never had your first kill though because Minho was always beside you and when something came up he would fight the creature off or cut off it's head with his axe. You carried around a Baseball bat and felt it was useless since you never fought any zombie and just stood like a coward if any of the creature approached you. You started to feel like a burden and it made you feel ridiculous.

All of you had decided to move to another small place which was probably a tiny restaurant. The boys had locked up the place by putting down the shutters and nailing a bunch of wooden slabs on the transparent glass of the restaurant for safety.

You gasped and swung your bat after you felt a hand on your shoulder brining you back from your thoughts. Thankfully Minho ducked at the right time and said,

"Hey hey hey, calm down Y/N it's just me". For which you gave a sigh of relief and apologised to him.

He told you that they were gonna go out and look for a place for food since y'all were running low again.

"I'll come along too, please". You said.

"Y/N no please, I can't lose you. I can't risk looking away for a second and you getting taken away from me". He said.

"Minho please I can protect myself, please just let me come along, I wanna help". You pleaded.

He just let's out a huff and says "Alright, but please be careful".

Bang Chan and Han come towards you both all ready with their weapons. Chan speaks up and says "C'mon guys, there's no time to waste, we gotta go now".

You get up from you seat and look down at your dress and decide to tear off the expensive material hanging from your thighs that has already been torn and ruined.

You take your baseball bat and look at the boys and notice that they were staring at your legs. Minho takes notice and pulls you close to him and says "Let's go guys, and hope that we survive while coming back". Han laughs nervously and says,

"YEAH, LETS SPILL SOME ZOMBIE BLOOD BABY"

At which y'all laugh, all the other boys wish you good luck and remind you to be careful.

So, now all 4 of you are walking down the empty road looking puzzled and wondering where the zombies are. "Maybe they thought we're scary and ran away" Han says at which Chan scoffs and says "If that was the case they wouldn't attack us in the first place" at which Han just nods in agreement.

After walking a little further Minho looks into his GPS on Google Maps and tells you to stop and says that there is a convenience store very closeby. Y'all decide to go there and when you reach there, oh boy there were so many of those creatures in there and they were hoarded in one particular spot.

Chan looks at this and says "This is brilliant" and Minho asks with a confused look "What do you mean?".

Chan replies "Look all of them are distracted by something, so while they are hoarded in one place like that, we can go and collect whatever we get and sprint off from there". Y'all agree to this and do whatever you're told.

You're still pretty scared while you enter very slowly into the store. You team with Minho, and Chan and Han team up and decide to go the other side. You start collecting whatever you see, and so does Minho. From towels to small candy bars and battery cells.

Suddenly you hear something shift on the other side of the stand and look over at Minho who has noticed it too. Your hand starts trembling while Minho comes next to you and signals a finger to his mouth whispering a small "sh".

Minho moves the tissue box very slowly and gives a sigh of relief once he does, you get confused and look over to see that its just Chan holding his knife ready to attack thinking you're a zombie too.

Y'all tell each other to stay safe while you go to the other section of the store, and start picking up everything randomly, since you need to leave soon.

As you're putting the huge Skittles packet in the cart, you look down to see a hand reaching out to hold your leg. You get so terrified but thankfully you suppress your scream and squeak to call Minho but can't spot him. Your eyes go wide and run to get away from the creature as fast as you can.

Thank God you spot Han and go hug him from behind at which he let's out a squeak and you cover his mouth immediately to avoid drawing attention. Han looks at you and looks at what your finger points at and unfortunately he drops the glass bottle of kimchi from his hand.

Chan and Minho come running towards you and Minho almost skids to see what happened and boy oh boy. There were atleast 15 zombies surrounding you and Han. Both you and Han look at Chan and Minho and run toward them and somehow one of the Zombie grabs your hand, but thanks to your reflexes you swing your baseball bat and hit 4 Zombies by literally knocking out their brains at once and run towards Minho and hug him without realizing you literally killed 4 zombies with just a swing of your bat.

Minho looks down at you and says "You had your first 4 kills" with a shocked face and you start to realize and just open your mouth in shock and look behind to see and that's what had happened.

You decide to be brave and join Chan in killing all those Zombies with Minho and Han joining in too.

You start to notice how good you're getting at this and just for a second when you look away to see how Minho's doing, a hand grabs forcefully at your hair and yanks your head back. You scream in pain and look over at Minho for help and see that he is already charging at the zombie to cut off his head into pieces while mumbling "Don't you dare touch her you fucking shit" and he's running towards you to save you, you start to notice the creature's bad breath is so close to your neck and realize that its gonna bite you.

Thankfully Minho takes a hold of you and yells at you to duck while he cuts of its head and it falls to the ground. You hug Minho tightly and pant heavily into his chest while he just soothes out your hair in a way to comfort you.

With just one look to each other all of you decide to leave the place before anything bad happens and take your carts and sprint off.

After you reach back to your survival place with all the stuff you had, the boys get really happy to see all kinds of yummy food and you just smile at them.

You go to Minho and give him a hug but he pushes you away. You look puzzled and ask him what's the reason he did that. "Hey what's wrong with you" you ask.

"What's wrong with me is it?, C'mon Y/N I told you it's not safe for you out there but you being a stubborn ass wanted to tag along and almost got yourself killed and turned into a zombie by one of those fuckers, do you have any idea how fucking scared I was? NO you only care about what you want!" He yells and walks away.

You're shocked at his words and you realize that tears are already falling down your cheeks. All your insecurities start to hit you at once and you realize that how you're just adding upto their number and how much of a burden you are to them.

Its been atleast 30 minutes with you sitting on one of the table and chairs playing with a knife in your hand and deep in thought still thinking about what Minho had told you.

You don't even notice him coming and sitting beside you. He puts his head on your shoulder and kisses it and you're drawing you away from your thoughts.

He looks at you and says "I'm so so so sorry, I promise I dint mean any of that, I just wanted to keep you safe that's it, please forgive me".

You start to speak "No Minho, you're right. I'm sorry, I'm being such a burden right now, it's better if I just die. Imagine, y'all can do so much better without me. You don't have to protect a cowa-"

Minho covers your mouth with his hand and cuts you off by saying in a very concerned voice "Y/N, no no no you're not a burden to us, you were never a burden to us. I don't know if you thought about this when I yelled at you or if it was there on your mind for a long time but let me tell you one thing. Without Y/N, Minho is absolutely nothing. I don't what I would do without you. You give me so much confidence and strength just by your presence and no you're not a coward, if you were a coward you couldn't have killed all those Zombies in the store or ran off with us on the wedding day. It takes guts to leave your family Y/N, and I could never do that. That's what makes me wanna protect you. You don't have anyone but still at this point you care so much about me".

You're tears just keep streaming down and you're shocked at his words. "I love you Minho" you say. Minho just looks down and blushes so hard and looks away while smiling. "I love you too" he replies back and closes the space between you two and you share the best kiss of your life.

No you don't care if an apocalypse is going on right now. All you care about is that you have Minho and your friends with you. As long as they're safe and you're with Minho, you're happy. You did leave your parents, but if that day if you had left Minho's hand and ran off then it was sure that you would get bit too. It's all in the past. Right now all that matters to you is Minho and your friends.

The End.

A/N: Oh my god guys this is so cringe 😂😂. I'm so sorry if you dint like it I tried my best. But thank you so much for reading it tho :)). Love ya.

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