but here have this mood board!!

Take a break. Enjoy these LGBTQ+ themed Tumblrs.

Originally posted by upandoutcomic

Up and Out (@upandoutcomic)

This self-described “serious autobio series” depicts the day-to-day of the artist’s gender transition. Some of the posts will make your heart ache, others will put a smile on your face. It’s super real, it’s very honest, and it’s almost always done in three panels or less.

Originally posted by dicksandascension

Pricks and Pretension (@pricksandpretension)

Here is a thing you never knew you wanted: an LGBTQ+, dual-authored comic adaptation of Pride and Prejudice set in Canada. Randi Hamel’s (@rannibuns) contributions are all tinted red, Tajliya Jamal’s (@heyimtaj) are awash in blue, and the Tumblr is updated every Friday.

Originally posted by slimycactus

Queer Graffiti (@queergraffiti)

Whether it’s a really well-painted Bambi or just some hastily written permanent marker on concrete, all graffiti is welcome on @queergraffiti. It’s a submission Tumblr, and it accepts photos of graffiti all over the world.

Originally posted by lgbt-moodboard

LGBT+ Moodboards and Art (@lgbt-moodboard)

Mood boards have been everywhere the past year or two. This is just one Tumblr out of a few that are serving up LGBTQ+ themed mood board goodness as their followers request them. The sky is the limit. No, actually—the sky isn’t even the limit. See the space themed lesbian mood board above. Hell yeah? Hell yeah.

Originally posted by lukeethornhill

Lukee Thornhill (@lukeethornhill)

This graphic designer is illustrating one important person in LGBTQ history every day in June for Pride. Day 5 of the aptly titled 30 Days of Pride series featured Miss Major, a trans woman activist and Executive Director Emeritus of the Transgender, Gender Variant, and Intersex Justice Project. Miss Major, who was at the Stonewall uprising in 1969, is ready to retire. You can donate to her GoFundMe, if you so choose. (And yes, it’s legit.)

Have a nice Thursday, Tumblr. 🌈

The Train - Part Two

Pairing: Y/N and Harry

Word Count: 4100

Prompt: Y/N walks in, and Harry notices she’s wearing yellow again, this time it’s a yellow sweater with a pair of dark skinny jeans and brown ankle boots, her hair is pulled back into a pony tail with a white scrunchie with little smiling suns and he swears that he has to squint to look at her. “Oh! I know you-you’re the guy from the train,” Y/N beams, “Harry, right?” she sets down the tray of muffins.

“I didn’t tell you my name,” Harry snaps.

Y/N pouts, “well yeah, but I’m also not stupid,” she says.

“Are you joining us today Harry?” the man asked, “I’m Seth, I run the group.”

“Why else would I fucking be here,” Harry grumbled.

Y/N grabs a muffin, ignoring Harry’s sour attitude, “here, they’re made with love,” she smiled, holding out the blueberry muffin.

“Fuck off,” Harry says. He watches as her smile fades and the glint in her eyes seems to disappear, for a split second Harry feels like a dick, but then he realizes he doesn’t care and Y/N should just shove the muffin up her ass.

Part One

Harry felt empty.

Drinking seemed pointless and as did life. He found himself wishing he could be a part of crowds, go out and enjoy life, but he couldn’t. Every time he did force himself to go out he was counting down the seconds till he could be back in his own space. He felt as if her were drowning, as if he were sinking and everyone just happened to swim right by him. He felt like he was screaming for help, for someone, for anyone to just hold him, to just lay with him, but no one listened.

He had disconnected from everyone completely, shutting off his phone, not checking his emails, or even going on social media. The only time he left his house where for the meetings, anytime Seth could fit him in, and train rides. Each and every time he hoped Y/N would be there, but after three meetings he had given up.

Harry hadn’t showered in three days and he looked like it. He wondered if he smelled but he really didn’t care. He had no one to impress and at this point anything he did felt like a ten-mile race. He almost didn’t show up for group therapy because that meant getting out of bed and facing the reality that is life. The world that tells him what he’s feeling is all in his head and he needs to get over it and write more music. The world that tells him it’s okay to have a fever or break his leg, but the moment he feels alone and numb he needs to get over it. The world that wants Harry Styles but not Harry Styles.

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Thank you!

We’d like to take a minute to thank everyone who made our first 1D Reverse Bang such a wonderful success. We ended up with more than 40 fantastic fics and dozens of works of art, play lists, and mood boards. Thank you to all the authors and artists that participated, as well as all of you who read and recommended and reblogged posts. We couldn’t have done it without you.

In case you missed any of the fics that were posted, here’s a master post (in order of posting date) so you can catch up (most of it is under the cut)!

All I Want Is To Be Free by @lululawrence / prompt & art by @harrehleh

Uh, you saw photos? Of me wearing the shirt?”

The guy nodded eagerly while he pulled his phone out of his pocket. “Yeah! I took a picture of the photo I saw so I could remember to look it up. Hold on.”

The guy scrolled through his phone and made a happy sound when he found it. “Here!”

Louis grabbed his phone to look at the picture. Yep. That confirmed it. He was going crazy.

The photo he was looking at was definitely one of him wearing his beloved shirt, but there was a taller man standing beside him, looking at him and laughing as Louis had his hand resting possessively on the guy’s hip. Louis had absolutely no recollection of this ever happening.

Or the one where Louis keeps finding photos around campus of him with a man he’s never met before, and the only logical explanation must be he’s going crazy.

I Want To Write You A Song by pigslay / @anna-wa // prompt & art by @birdstattoo

Harry Styles is a time traveler who uses the guitar, the microphone, and photography to ignore the pull in his stomach. Zayn Malik is a professional nature photographer who never expected to fall in love with something other than his work, much less a time traveler with brown curly locks. Together they go on an adventure more magical than either of them ever expected.

Let’s Watch The Flowers Grow by shhhhharlotte / @thwrites // prompt & playlist by @polkadotsvstripes

After finishing med school, Dr. Louis Tomlinson returns to his small hometown to give back to the place where his mother spent her last days. Dealing with recent loss and heartbreak make loving and opening up to people difficult, but something about Harry Styles makes it possible.

Gem and The Hunters: The Treasure of Babylon by AsphodelKnox / @iamasphodelknox // prompt & art by @neon–diamonds

“Were you so sure I would say yes?” Louis asked, already knowing the answer.
“You’re my best friend, Louis Tomlinson. I know you better than you know yourself.” Niall pointed at him. “You say losing Babylon was terrible and you’re right, it was. But you wouldn’t turn down a second chance.”
Louis rolled his eyes at his friend. “What makes you say that?”
Niall just grinned. “You’re too curious.”
Louis Tomlinson wished, for one thing, his whole life: to find the ancient city of Babylon. After one failed attempt, he swore to never again attempt a search for the city. His friend, Niall Horan never pushed the issue, but when his family finds themselves in trouble, Niall’s only option is to convince Louis to try and find Babylon again.
Niall enlists the help of two famous treasure hunters: Harry and Gemma Styles and their friend Liam Payne. Harry and Gemma love ancient cultures as much as Louis and would give anything to find Babylon. Liam is just along for the ride, running from a shade in his past.
The five embark on the adventure of a lifetime… and find much more than any of them bargained for.

No One Like You by myownspark / @myownsparknow // prompt & art by @tomlinshires

Dear Niall,

I was glad to have the chance to talk with you again at the AHA conference. Your idea that the Musee D’Orsay Tomlinson painting is in fact not a self-portrait is an intriguing one, and I may have discovered something that will have a bearing on that theory.

Some background: as you may remember, I’ve been researching for a book I’m writing about Harry Styles. I’ve been in communication with Styles’ last living descendant, who is in possession of a trunk that her family believed to have belonged to Styles himself. It held some personal items she presumes to be his, including two unmounted paintings and a small collection of letters.

Upon spending the last few days in Provins studying these items, I believe there to be a connection between Tomlinson and Styles, and I would very much like your opinion.

Are you up for a trip to France?

Liam Payne

Where Liam and Niall are art historians discovering the truth about two nineteenth century painters on opposite sides of an artistic divide.

We’re What’s Right In This World by BriaMaria / @briannamarguerite // prompt & mood board by @alivingfire

“Why did you talk like that in Brighton? If you weren’t planning on ever telling me?” Louis asked. “Is it because you think you’re going to die?”

“It’s war, Lou,” Harry said finally.

The words were a knife slipped between his ribs. Everything hurt and he was bleeding. He shifted up, his palms cradling Harry’s jaw, his lips against his boy’s. Not kissing, just resting there, so Louis could feel him. “Promise you’ll come back to me.”

Harry’s hands smoothed down the sides of Louis’ body. “You know I can’t do that. I’ll never lie to you.”

“Promise me. We’re going to have our cottage. And our dogs. And our breakfast in the garden where nothing grows because of the wind from the sea. Promise me.”

“I won’t.” Stubborn as always, his boy. “I’ll promise you, I’ll love you all my life. I’ll promise you, you’ll never leave my thoughts. I’ll promise you, you’re my forever and my always. But promising you something I can’t cheapens the things I can.”
Or the World War II AU where Harry goes off to fight and all Louis wants to do is be the boy who brings him home.

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Podcast suggestions?


I’ve been getting a bit board with my podcast feed, does anyone have any podcasts they suggest? I really want like an audio-drama with characters and a story. I’ve listened to a lot and have some even to catch up on but I’m never in the mood for them. Here is a list of what I have listened to already, and a description if you yourself are looking for more to listen to:

Alice isn’t Dead- Spooky vibes, not too long, gay, mostly the main character talking to herself but gets into trouble with Thistle men 0.0

EOS 10 (WHICH I LOVE AND WANT TO RETURN SO BAD)- Hilarious, probably gay but no official relationships yet, doctors in space and their banter

Greater Boston- Super original ? Like a group of characters living in Boston but they don’t super know each other and also real interviews from people living in Boston, and LESBIANS

Hector Vs. the Future- Science comedy hilarious and weird

Lore- Real stories of folklore, can keep you up at night so watch out

Our Fair City- hilarious and suspenseful and wholesome, Capitalism takes over and people are trying to just survive

Radio People- Confusing space banter that is sometimes concerning for characters but most of it is just funny and weird 

The Bridge- just started, don’t know how i feel about it yet

The Bright Sessions- FANTASTIC! Listening to the counseling sessions of a therapist and her patients with abnormal abilities! Usually nice, all pure characters (except one -_-), you will love everyone and they all meet up in the current episodes AND ITS GAY WITH SEVERAL CHARACTERS AND HAS A CANNON ACE CHARACTER

The Far Meridian- Super chill like lonely aesthetic ? A character is trying to overcome her anxieties about life while super weird things happen to her every day and she just has to deal with it and she’s great!

The Orbiting Human Circus of the Air- I don’t even know other than great ?? A radio show you listen to but also hear the behind the scenes and you will fall in love with the janitor Julian he is my smol son and will be yours too

The Penumbra Podcast - SUPER LGBT+ Detective on mars, getting into way to much trouble and Juno just needs some help and maybe he will get that. Also random mini series that are also super amazing and always defying expectation and probably the most futuristic gay podcast because society has gotten to the point that being gay or trans or having pronouns that don’t match your voice (since you can’t see anyone) isn’t shocking to any character ever at all ? and boys wear wedding dresses :’D

The Strange Case of the Starship Iris- amazing gay space pirates and their adventures, cannon trans character!!!

Thrilling Adventure Hour- tragically ended but 200 episodes so hey you’ve got plenty. So many different shows but the best is a space western and a couple that are mediums but just want to be left alone to drink.

Welcome to Night Vale- spooky and I’m sure everyone has heard of it by now

Wits- A talk show from Minnesota Public Radio with comedian and musician guests that talk about things and play games, it’s over but the archive is great.

Wolf 359- Begins with healthy space banter, ends with you obsessing if your space children will ever be okay. 

Wooden overcoats- Hilarious and very little drama, when a second funeral home opens in the village a never ending feud begins 0.o except only one side is really upset about it, Chapman is nice to everyone. 

Extra PE Lesson


“Come on Chee You push yourself, don’t give up”

Chee You was shaking, gathering all his energy for that one last push. The voice of his PE teacher Mr Goh was the only thing keeping him motivated. After much struggling, Chee You managed to make it for that last push before collapsing on the floor.

“Good Job Chee You! Just keep training and you will pass your NAPFA test soon” Mr Goh said while giving Chee You a pat on his back.

Chee You remained on the floor while recovering. A few minutes passed before he got up looking at the score sheet on the board. He needed 10 more push ups to pass. Chee You wanted to pass his NAPFA test badly so that he won’t have to enlist early for his national service.

“Gentlemen gather here. Ok guys well done for those who passed but for those who did not, don’t give up training. I will be conducting another NAPFA test next month so keep pushing. Go and join the girls for games now.” Mr Goh said as he dismissed the boys.

The guys cheered and make their way to the field. Chee You on the other hand didn’t really have any mood for games, he’s been training for the past few months but still didn’t managed to pass. Feeling dishearten he let his head down and walked away.

“Hey Chee You !“ Chee You felt a pat on his shoulder, it was he’s PE teacher.

“Yes Mr Goh?” Chee You said

“Don’t be so dishearten! Actually I noticed earlier your form is kind of wrong. Want to pick up some tips from me ?” Mr Goh said.

Mr Goh is probably the fittest teacher in school, this young man was in his early twenties and he was from the elite naval diving unit before joins MOE as a PE teacher. His well defined body is visible to anyone, as his muscles were huge and often bulging underneath that thin dry fit shirt he wears. Blessed by good looks and with a body like his, he was the crush of many in school.

“Yeah sure ..” Chee You said. This must be a blessing in disguise. Mr Goh had always been Chee You’s crush, many female students had been eyeing on Mr Goh too, let alone for this gay boy.

“Alright I am going to do a demo for you, watch me and pay attention to my form” Mr Goh went down and demonstrated a perfect push up for Chee You. Instead of focusing on Mr Goh’s form, Chee You was staring at his PE teacher’s well toned bubble butt, the tight butt was squeezing the shorts revealing the white underwear he was wearing underneath.

“Got it ? Chee You… ?” Mr Goh asked.

“Ermm yes..” Chee You replied as he snapped out of his fantasy.

“Great, now you show me.” Mr Goh got back on his feet while dusting away the dirt on his hands.

Chee You got down on his knees and stretched his arms across before lifting his knees up and started pumping.

“Hey no… no, you got it wrong, your butt should go higher. Come, let me help you.” Mr Goh said as he went over to Chee You and held Chee You’s body holding his abs and back in a sandwich motion.

That intimate body contact was sending adrenaline down Chee You as he felt a twitch underneath his shorts. His underwear got tighter and tighter, he was getting an erection! With Mr Goh’s hands so close to his crotch, Chee You was worried that his teacher would notice his erection and what will he think about him.

Chee You froze there, unwilling to make any movement. He was afraid that any movement will make his erection known to Mr Goh.

“Come on, go down. Don’t worry I will support you, push yourself…” Mr Goh instructed.  

Chee You closed his eyes and went down hoping that Mr Goh won’t notice his erected member but things went out of control. Chee You’s arms were weak from the push ups he did earlier, he collapsed along the way. Mr Goh saw his arms giving way, he tighten his grip around Chee You’s body in an attempt to support him but ended up coming in contact with Chee You’s erected dick.

A period of silence broke out, as the both of them went into deep thoughts. Chee You was blushing from embarrassment, he was worried about what will Mr Goh think about him. Will he be exposed and reported? Mr Goh on the other hand was pretty sure that he felt an erection coming from Chee You and he was puzzled. ‘Why is he having an erection? Could he be gay…’ Mr Goh started questioning himself.

“Alright thats enough for now.” Mr Goh broke the silence before helping Chee You to get up. Chee You was already soft but he’s face was flushing from embarrassment. He wasn’t able to look at Mr Goh in the eyes. He excused himself before making his way to the field and away from this embarrassment.

“Come and find me after your lesson ends today.” Mr Goh said

Chee You nodded his head before he left in a hurry. He wanted to get out of there as soon as possible.

That day went by as usual, Chee You went back to his lessons while Mr Goh was thinking about the incident that took place earlier. He was very sure that Chee You was having an erection and according to his analysis, Chee You could be gay. He wasn’t sure if he should make a move on Chee You, there was too much at stake. He could very well lose his job if Chee You turned out to be straight and reports him. Mr Goh is a closeted bisexual man. Despite having a girlfriend, he still enjoys searching for fun with other guys. He wants Chee You but he needed to be sure that Chee You shares the same desire as him. He came up with a plan to test Chee You.

That evening, Chee You’s classes ended at 5pm. Most of the students were exhausted from the boring chemistry lecture and wanted to leave the school as soon as possible.

Chee You bid goodbye to his friends while excusing himself from them. He knew what was about to come. He prepared a countless amount of excuses should Mr Goh asked about his erection. He was hoping that he will not get into any trouble. He was rehearsing in his head while he made his way to the staff room.

Upon arriving, Chee You punched in the extension number on the phone outside the staff room and dailed for Mr Goh.

“Ermm… Hello… Is this Mr Goh…, I am Chee You.. I’m here …” Chee You said

“Alright, I will be with you shortly” Mr Goh replied, it was time to carry out his plan.

Mr Goh stepped out greeting Chee You upon seeing him.

“Ah ha! Are we ready for some extra training? But first we need to get you into something comfortable. You can’t do push ups in these.” Mr Goh said while pointing down to Chee You’s school pants. Chee You had already changed out of his PE attire and into his school uniform. He agrees with Mr Goh and started making his way to the toilet.

“Wait a minute. Here, wear these. I don’t want to be smelling a stinky boy. Meet me at level 4 once you are done.” Mr Goh said as he passed a fresh set of PE uniform to Chee You.

“Ermm … Thank you” Chee You said as he grabbed the PE attire from Mr Goh and made his way to the toilet.

Chee You went into a toilet nearby and started changing out of his school uniform. He unbuckled his school pants and pulled them down, he was wondering if Mr Goh had already forgotten about the embarrassing incident that happened earlier. He tried to assure himself that everything is going to be ok as he stepped out of his school pants and reached out for the PE shorts Mr Goh passed him just now.

As he pulled up the PE shorts, he noticed that it was much tighter than his usual PE shorts. It was in fact a size smaller, after a bit of struggling he managed to pull the shorts up his waist and carried on changing. Once he’s done changing, Chee You can’t help but to notice how tight the shorts were, his crotch was made visible underneath that tight shorts despite him not even having an erection. Chee You covered his crotch area with his hands and make his way out to meet Mr Goh.

‘Perfect! Just like what I’ve planned. I am gonna have this boy today.’ Mr Goh thought to himself as he saw Chee You approaching from a distant. He notice how skimpy the shorts was and it made Chee You’s smooth toned thighs visible. There’s no way for Chee You to hide his erection should he have one to come. Mr Goh wants Chee You so badly.

“Alright! Let’s get started!” Mr Goh said as he can’t wait to carry out his plan.

Chee You placed his school bag aside and awaits for more instructions.

“Ok, first let’s start with some warm up, spread your arms and legs apart “ Mr Goh instructed.

Chee You stretches his arms wide apart but when it comes to his legs he wasn’t able to stretch them much due the restriction by the tight shorts he was wearing. All of these were part of Mr Goh’s plan to get Chee You.

“You have to spread your legs wider, come let me help you.” Mr Goh said as he went to the back of Chee You and reached out for his thighs. He placed both hands on Chee You’s thighs and attempt to spread them apart. He increased the grip around Chee You’s toned thighs, coaxing shivers out of Chee You. Chee You was blushing hotly as he shuts his eyes, heat seemed to travel through his veins warming him, pulse after pulse of adrenaline rushed down to his crotch as his dick starts to get bigger and harder.

Chee You’s hard erected dick was fully visible underneath that tight shorts he was wearing. Mr Goh saw Chee You’s erected dick with delight, that was the green light he was waiting for. He knew that Chee You was all his now. He moved his hands up to Chee You’s waist before moving it in front, towards his crotch. He reaches out for Chee You’s erected dick and grabbed hold onto it. Chee You stifled a surprised gasp as he let out a moan. He was shocked by the sudden move from Mr Goh.

Before Chee You could respond or react, Mr Goh grabbed onto one of Chee You’s hands and guided his hand to his crotch. Chee You’s hands was on Mr Goh’s crotch. Mr Goh was rock hard as well, he guided Chee You’s hands to feel his erection and whispered into his ear. “You want this, don’t you?” At that moment, everything seems so clear now. There wasn’t much explanation needed from either one of them. In that silence all of their secrets were laid bare. Chee You turned backwards, facing Mr Goh. Their body was so close in contact that they can feel each other’s heat emitting.

Mr Goh moved his head closer to Chee You. Chee You stood frozen, from both fear and excitement. He leaned in a little closer, their foreheads touching and the next thing he knew, Mr Goh had slammed his lips to his. Chee You hardly had a moment to react as Mr Goh delved inside his mouth. Chee You pushed him away and hesitantly looked up at Mr Goh. The swirls of emotion made him gasp. However, before he could ponder about it further, Mr Goh yanked Chee You forward and covered his mouth with his in a hungry kiss. Their lips crushed together, sending shivers down each of their back, The intoxicating boyish smell of Chee You’s sweat was driving Mr Goh crazy. Lust took over him, he was like an animal out of the cage, increasing pressure against Chee You’s lips  grabbing him desperately, arms around his waist, Chee You sank into Mr Goh’s muscular chest while his hands fonder around that muscular body.

The entire level 4 was filled with their kissing and moaning sound as they continued in a battle of their tongue.

Mr Goh started to move his lips down towards Chee You’s neck. He leaned down and softly kissed the tender area at the base of Chee You’s neck. Chee You’s body went rigid with surprise as trembles shook his body and the euphoric warmth blossomed within him once more.

Mr Goh playfully uses his tongue to swirl around Chee You’s neck before making his way up to Chee You’s ear.

“Want to suck me?” He whispered into Chee You’s ear.

With his cheeks still blushing hotly, Chee You glanced back up into Mr Goh’s captivating eyes. He nodded his head. It was a request many had been waiting for and Chee You is not going to let this chance slip by.

Mr Goh grabbed Chee You’s hand and entered an empty classroom together. Once inside, Mr Goh glanced around the corridors making sure that there was no one around before he closed the door shut leaving the room just to the two of them.

Mr Goh held Chee You gently, cupping his face with one hand pulling him closer. He reached out to Chee You’s crotch with the other hand, grabbing his erected dick. He stared straight into Chee You’s eyes and said to him “ You’re mine” He instructed Chee You to kneel down in front of him as he guided his hands to his waist. Chee You hands were on the the waistband of Mr Goh’s Under Armour shorts. He was kneeling down and looking up at Mr Goh awaiting for his approval to access his manhood. Once approval was given he pulled down the Under Armour shorts Mr Goh was wearing and revealed a white Calvin Klein underwear underneath. The front of the underwear was wet with precum and a raging member was screaming to be released. Just when Chee You was about to pull down the Calvin Klein underwear, Mr Goh stopped him.

“Use your mouth boy.” Mr Goh said while giving the cheeky look on his face.

Chee You nodded his head before opening his mouth wide as he reaches for the waistband of that Calvin Klein underwear. Using his teeth, he carefully bit onto the rubber waistband before attempting to pull it down. The smell of the worn underwear was invading Chee You’s nose. The mixture of sweat and urine stench was amazing. With a bit of an effort he managed to get the undies out of the way for the prize underneath.

Mr Goh watched as Chee You pulled down his undies, his length sprigged up. A thick 7 inch uncut dick greeted Chee You. Chee You immediately grabbed it, Mr Goh let out a moan as Chee You pumped slowly, base to tip, the pad of his thumb swiping over Mr Goh’s slit, collecting the pre cum as lube.

Chee You lowered his mouth to Mr Goh’s shaft, flicking his tongue around the tip. He started to bob his mouth around Mr Goh’s length, hollowing his cheeks and sucked harder. He flickered his wrist around the base of Mr Goh’s length. Mr Goh started to moan louder than ever, his hips bucking against Chee You. Mr Goh was humping Chee You’s mouth. Chee You gagged a few times while choking onto Mr Goh’s huge 7inch dick.

Mr Goh took his shaft out, allowing Chee You to catch his breath. He hold onto his shaft as he slapped Chee You’s face with his hard 7 inch dick.

“You want this so badly don’t you?”  Mr Goh said as he slapped his dick in a repetitive manner onto Chee You’s face.  

“Yes Mr Goh I want your dick.” Chee You replied while opening his mouth wide, awaiting for Mr Goh’s shaft to be in again.

“Start calling me sir, and who’s my little slut? “ Mr Goh said

“Me sir, I am your little slut. Feed me your dick sir” Chee You said. His mouth was watering

Mr Goh looked down at Chee You, he was pleased with how slutty Chee You was now, desperately begging to suck his dick. He reached out for Chee You’s, cupping his head with both hands. Chee You knew what was about to come as he opened his mouth wide in anticipation. Mr Goh jammed his 7 inch dick straight into Chee You’s mouth as Chee You wrapped his lips tightly around Mr Goh’s shaft.

Thrust after thrust, Mr Goh was mouth fucking Chee You, gagging him a few times along the way. Soon Chee You got used to the sucking motion and managed to sucked Mr Goh to a point of no return. It didn’t take long for this ex naval diver to cum. Mr Goh tighten his grip around Chee You’s head as he increased the thrusting motion. His breathing increased as he was letting out loud moans.

“Ah… ah… fuck….. I am cumming ahhh….” Mr Goh moaned at the pleasure he was getting. Chee You felt the twitched from Mr Goh’s dick in his mouth, he knew what was about to come. He sucked harder as Mr Goh’s moaning became louder.

He was about to shoot his hot load down Chee You’s throat before pulling out at the crucial moment. Shocked by the sudden move from Mr Goh, Chee you was puzzled he wondered why did he pulled out at such moment. Mr Goh had something else in mind .

“You want my man load don’t you ? “ Mr Goh teased while jerking his dick.

“Yes sir please cum on me” Chee You begged like a little slutty boy.

Mr Goh was turned on by how slutty Chee You had became as he started to moan louder than ever. He was jerking aggressively, as he positioned his dick onto Chee You’s face. Within seconds he let out a loud moan before shooting shots after shots of his man load onto Chee You’s face.

Chee You closed his eyes as he felt the warm liquid hitting his face. Soon his entire face was covered with Mr Goh’s man load. Some of the shots flew out of control and landed onto Chee You’s PE shirt.

While regulating his breath, Mr Goh admire his masterpiece. He just turned Chee You into his little slut. Wiping the cum of his hand, he reached out for his phone. He took out his phone and went straight into camera mode. He pointed his camera at Chee You before pressing the record button.

“Cum for me boy” Mr Goh instructed.

Chee You nodded his head as he reached down for his shorts, he pulled down his PE shorts and underwear revealing his 5.5 inch dick. He was leaking precum. Using his own precum as lube, Chee You started jerking himself while looking at Mr Goh. Within seconds Chee You was near.

“I am cumming soon sir” Chee You said as his breath increased.

“Ahh.. ahh.. cumming cumming!” Chee You screamed as he unload massive shots of cum spraying all over himself. Chee You cum was flying everywhere, some of them landed onto Mr Goh’s leg while most of them landed onto Chee You’s body.

Mr Goh ended the recording on his phone and helped Chee You to get up. 

A month later, Chee You finally managed to passed his NAFPA test but his extra PE lessons never ends…

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hi yes I did the final work of my wip. Made some changes but here you go - final version.

Anyways, I hope I dropped enough clues to build up the Ohmtoonz Demon AU I have :) also you can see that I’ve been playing with each demon design for both Cartoonz and Ohm. You can see here a portion of Demon Ohm true form and from the mood board of Cartoonz (which can be found here) hints to Cartoonz King of hell form.

So many hints ;)))) 

Richie’s CD Mixtape for Eddie- Part 2

Richie continues making CD mixtapes for Eddie all the way into High School. These are songs from 1991-1994, around the time the two are in school. He writes cute stuff on the CD like EK+RT or draws hearts. Eddie always looks forward to the next one.

Enjoy! Here it is on Spotify and here is Part 1

  • Brand New Love - Sebadoh
  • Lithium - Nirvana
  • Buddy Holly - Weezer
  • Cannonball - The Breeders
  • Creep - Radiohead
  • No Rain - Blind Melon
  • 1979 - The Smashing Pumpkins
  • Basket Case - Green Day
  • Fuck and Run - Liz Phair
  • My Generation (cover) - Green Day
  • Drain You - Nirvana
  • Under the Bridge - Red Hot Chili Peppers
Yuuri Katsuki for aesthetic posts

I love Viktuuri “aesthetics”. I almost love them more than drawn fan art. Aesthetics are lovely and colorful and life-like that I just can’t get enough of them!

My problem with many aesthetic posts though is that it seems that more often than not, Korean (and sometimes Chinese) actors and models are used for Yuuri Katsuki. Now before anyone goes, “Omg you’re one of those nationality snobs” (idk, is that even a thing, lol) hear me out! I have nothing against Korean people; I love them and I think they are very good-looking. It’s only that (and this is probably an Asian thing) I can recognize a Korean from a Japanese person fairly easily. To me, they do not look alike. I actually don’t know any of the guys used for the aesthetic posts or mood boards I have seen, but I definitely know a Korean guy when I see one. I therefore cannot count the number of times I’ve scrolled through such posts and went, “Dang it, I love the feel of this and I even love the look of the guy who is supposedly Yuuri, but why oh why does he not look Japanese!?”

I know, I have issues. But! If you’re like me, or in case you just feel like you need them (*wink wink*), here are a few Japanese celebrities for all your live-action Yuuri Katsuki needs. ♥

Kento Yamazaki (22)

This kid tops most Yuuri Katsuki fan cast lists that I have seen, and with good reason. I mean look at this guy! He’s perfect for the part. Yamazaki can do both cute Katsudon and sexy Eros. Granted, he seems to do the former more often than the latter – but then isn’t that also perfect? Even his ratio of soft:sexy is on-point Yuuri.

Also granted, his sexy is actually kind of confusing because he’s still cute when he does sexy? But, again, this is probably also on-point Yuuri. ♥

Masaki Okada (27)

Here’s another guy with a precious face. What I find most striking about Okada as Yuuri is the hair – doesn’t he look like he would make a great growing-his-hair-in-St. Petersburg!Yuuri? ♥

I also think he is fairly versatile, since his face could pass for someone younger. He could be current or older Yuuri, whichever of him you might need.

Ryunosuke Kamiki (23)

What I love about the feel of the photos that come up for Kamiki is he seems fit for your typical AU!Yuuri. I have no idea why this fandom is so into AU, but you know the drill – handsome, quiet/timid mysterious guy Viktor meets in the park, library, book shop, pharmacy, etc. and Viktor just falls in love at first sight.

Funny thing about this guy, though: he seems to do well in intelligent psychotic roles? People might recognize him for his role as Soujiro Seta in the live-action Rurouni Kenshin, but he also played Takeru Amaya in Kamisama no Iu Toori. Random bit of info, but I thought the Killing Stalking crowd might like it (a.k.a., the crazier side of the YOI fandom, lmao).

Takeru Satoh (28)

There are a lot of great things about Satoh, who is probably most recognized for his role as Kenshin Himura in Rurouni Kenshin. Satoh is my peg for older Yuuri, or Yuuri down the road, five-or-so years in in the relationship but still has Viktor head-over-heels and wrapped around his little finger. And why wouldn’t Viktor be, if Yuuri grows up to being this? There is a very mature, very homey feel to Satoh’s photos that it is easy to picture him at home, in a winter sun-lit room, playing with your dog.

Another thing I love about Satoh is I sort of think he slightly looks like Daisuke Takahashi? As in Takahashi, inspiration for Yuuri Katsuki’s skating style Takahashi. I have always thought Takahashi has an outgoing, almost flirty kind of face, which is not very Yuuri, but Satoh seems to have that Takahashi vibe, but sort of… more quiet? Like he is more reserved, and so kind of closer to Yuuri. I have no idea if this is making sense, but I just love him more for this little thing.

Last but definitely not the least for Satoh: “Takeru Satoh glasses” is Google’s gift to mankind. The guy looks great in glasses, ’m just saying.

Jin Akanishi

I was unsure whether to include this guy in the list because it is rather hit-or-miss with him, but I decided that the few hits make him list-worthy. I would definitely use him more for Eros!Yuuri or drunk Yuuri. I mean guh, he has that messy tie look down, doesn’t he?

Fair warning though that his pictures can get pretty wild. I think I even saw a naked pic somewhere while sifting through his photos jfc

Anyone else have other good candidates? :)

fairytale moodboards: alice in wonderland

‘“how do you know i’m mad?’ said alice.

“you must be,” said the cat, “or you wouldn’t have come here.””


here, have these shitty icons of a 100% done sam winchester

Hungry eyes

Originally posted by drnoorhazfalinda

Hi! Could u do a twilight Halloween fic where the reader is now a young party planner and an old friend of Bella’s & she comes to Forks to help plan a Cullen Halloween party & the Volturi show up for a surprise meeting & the reader (Caius’s mate) can almost feel him staring at her. That’d be cool! 😬🎃😕👻😏🎃😉

For: @cupcakequeen1999

Words: 1,576

Caius Volturi x reader

“So, you’re not going explain your weird new look or your chic new family?” You asked your old friend as you sat to the island in the Cullen’s kitchen and started to mood board colour schemes for the Halloween party that Bella wanted you to plan.
Bella’s lip twitched in nearly a smile, “I could tell you but then-”
“You’d have to kill me, I know, I know.” You waved away the conversation and went back to taking stock of how many decorations Bella’s little sister-in-law had brought.

After a moment of silence Bella reached over and covered your hand with her cold one, “You trust me, don’t you? You feel safe here?”
You turned your hand over to squeeze hers and nodded.

You did feel safe with Bella, you’d been friends since you were both knee-high little tykes but that didn’t mean that you wouldn’t notice that change in her or the strange behaviours of her new family the Cullen’s. You’d once broken the window of an elderly Romani woman down the street when you were a child and as punishment you had to go around every day to assist her with cooking and general chores. After you’d finished your punishment you still went to see her every day because you enjoyed her life lessons and seeing the Cullen’s now with their marble skin and strange eyes conjured up the old stories that she’d tell you of the monsters of her home land.

You shook off the thought, you’d always been open minded but now was the time to focus on work and on making the Cullen’s Halloween party a success, you know in case they were creatures of the night, maybe they’d look at you more favourably if you gave them a successful party.

You dismissed the idea as Jasper Cullen came to you, there was just something about him that was so calming.
“Alice is looking for you, I think you may want to hide.” He warned you. Before you could ask him what he meant Alice rounded the corner, her arms bundled with material.
“Oh Y/N, there you are! I just thought of the perfect costume for-” Alice started but stopped. Her arms dropped the material to the floor as she started at you. You didn’t break eye contact with her as Jasper rushed to her side impossibly fast. Edward was at the bottom of the stairs in an instant, he sparred a glance towards you before pulling Bella to one side.

Alice swallow hard as she snapped out of whatever was bothering and scooped up the material from the floor, she squeaked, “Actually I just thought of something better, I’ll go sort it.”
She went back the way that she’d came with Jasper in tow and when you turned to ask Bella what that had been about you found that she and her husband had also gone, and you were alone with your work file.


“Are you sure? Can’t things that you see change?” Bella asked Alice before she’d even fully entered Carlisle’s study. Esme shut the door behind her to hide their family meeting.
“Events can change sure,” Alice mumbled, and Jasper held her to his chest, “But not this. Y/N is Caius’ mate and no amount of us hiding her will change that.”

“So, we just let her come and take her away with them?” Bella snapped, and Edward rubbed her back to console her.
Carlisle pushed back his hair, “Bella you must understand, the mate bond is no less sacred because of who it belongs too, no matter how you feel about Caius, keeping Y/N from him will just end in destruction.”
“If he has too Caius will destroy our coven and the town to get to her.” Rosalie told her, and she too cuddled up to her partner.
“But we can send her away! We could hide her!” Bella tried.
Alice shook her head, “It’s too late, the Volturi are too close, even if we get her away then the Volturi will catch wind of her scent. We can’t hide her from Demetri.”
Edward took Bella’s hands, “If we keep her away from him then we will just entice his wrath but if we help their union then perhaps we can help keep Y/N’s humanity.”


“I do so adore human traditions and mythology.” Aro clapped his hands and poked at the plastic bats hanging from the ceiling of Carlisle’s office, even that room hadn’t been sparred a Halloween makeover, “I do believe that we are not properly dressed.”
He glanced an eye over at the other Cullen’s who were dressed strangely, some in clothing from their own era like Jasper who was dressed as a Civil War Major and Alice as a 1920s flapper girl.

“With all due respect,” Emmet started and some of the other Cullen’s flinched, whenever he said that it was going to be disrespectful, “You already look like you’re in costume.”
Aro looked to Carlisle for confirmation who gave him a tight nod, Aro clapped his hands, “Splendid.”

“Is this of any consequence?” Caius snapped from his seat, he continued to stare at the doorway.
“What is bothering you dear brother, oh I wonder?” Aro mused and tapped his cheek in fake interest.  Caius sneered at him and Bella tried not to flinch, her friend would have to leave with him.
Marcus ignored the bickering of his brothers to use his powers to watch the new connection that had sprung from Caius, it led through the door and down the stairs to where he knew you’d be.

Caius had caught your scent as soon as they’d crossed the state border, he’d sent Demetri ahead to ensure that the Cullen’s wouldn’t try to spirit you away and was pleasantly surprised to find that you were still at the Cullen’s house awaiting his arrival, though it was clear that you weren’t expecting the surprise guests. Caius had hissed in anger when he’d seen the state of your mortality but that was the good thing about mortality, it was easily changed.


There was something nice about being in the middle of a successful party that you’d planned. Emmett especially loved the party game where you had to wear fake vampire teeth and bob for apples – Edward did not appreciate it.
A girl dressed as a minion passed you, “Great party.”
“Thank you.” You smiled and smoothed out the soft silk of the outfit that Alice had thrust upon you, a Medieval Queen’s dress, it was surprising good at keeping you warm in the bitter Autumn air. Feeling the hairs stand up on the back of your neck you glanced back to catch the eye of the Cullen’s last-minute blond guest. He didn’t break eye contact, if anything, he looked hungry. You gave him a friendly smile before running to hide away with Jasper, the blond had been staring at you all night and you wanted to be near Jasper’s ever calming presence.

“To say that your friends came last minute, their outfits sure do match.” You mumbled to Jasper.
The corner of his mouth twitched, “Is that really what you wanted to say?”
Your face flushed, “Who’s the blond?”
“Her name is Jane, but I think she’s a little young for you.” Jasper told you with a wry smile.
You elbowed him, “I’m sure she’s lovely but you know that I meant the man. He keeps looking at me and I think I should go and introduce myself.”

Jasper started, “His name is – ”
“I believe I am capable of introducing myself, Major.” A voice interrupted him, and the very blond stepped towards you from behind Jasper. Jasper stood beside you with his back poker straight.
He held his hand out for you and when you gave him your hand he brought it up to his cold lips and brushed them over your knuckles, “Caius Volturi, and to whom do I speak?”
The words flowed from his mouth like wine and clouded your senses, you opened your mouth to answer a few times but fell short into a stuttering blushing mess.

Jasper coughed behind his fist, “Y/N.”
You blinked, “Oh yes, of course! I’m Y/N, nice to meet you.” You awkwardly shook his hand with yours still atop his. He grinned predatorily at your awkwardness and flicked his wrist. In your peripheral you noticed Jasper leave your side. Caius pulled your hand forward slightly and turned so that he could take your arm in his as he walked you away from the crowd. Nor the warnings of your old Romani friend in your mind or Bella’s warning look could pull your gaze from Caius.

Caius leaned down to your ear as you walked, his hair tickled your neck and cold radiated from him, “That dress is enchanting.”

Your face was burning again, you stopped for a moment to look at him and felt your feet sway, “Oh Alice said I should be a queen.”
His lips were just above yours, his eyes dark and piercing, “I couldn’t agree more.”

I know I suck at naming things.


CEO/ Vampire Jungkook X Stripper Y/N

Genre: Angst, Fluff, & Smut

Length: Chapter 1/ ?

Author Note: If you actually like this idea it was because of @ninanevip Bless her. This was supposed to be just a mood board(which you can see is here) ,but it manifested into this lovely idea that I have. Please leave feedback because it helps me as a writer. Thank you for everyone who read the teaser and waited patiently till I wrote it. Of Course the teaser is somewhat different from the actual story. Also Jungkook being a vampire isn’t mentioned here but in the next chapters. 


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Dangerously Deep

Pairing: Jimin x Reader 

Genre: Fluff, Angst, Action, Mermaid!AU 

Word Count: 5k +

INSPIRED BY: @blog-drblake MoodBoard |Bts au| Japanese Mythology - Jimin as Ningyo. If you haven’t, though I’m pretty sure you have, Go check out the mood board and just everything on this blog because it’s all freaking amazing!!!  { CLICK HERE }

WARNING: Mention of violence and suicide, some goryish scenes (not really its fine but its just the mention of blood)

Splashing was all you could hear.

the rocking of the boat was causing the little food that resigned in your stomach to travel up your throat, only to be slammed back down to the pit of your stomach leaving a nasty taste in your mouth.

The rope tied around your wrists continued to rub against you skin.

There was a storm outside, that much you could tell…

Apparently, the bottom of the boat was supposed to be where people feel less sea sick. You almost scoffed out loud.

How did you get here? How did you, a simple peasant who spends her days selling fruit at the village market end up on tied up on a pirate ship? Oh yer, how could you forget. You were sold.

Pirates often came to small villages like yours to steal or buy girls like you to sell to the higher ups over seas; their fond of foreign beauties or so the captain had said.

Sighing you coated your dry lips in yet another layer of saliva, trying to revive the lost moisture.

Your loving father had decided it was best for the family if you were sold to the pirates for a mere 3 bronze coins. You were a virgin, or as pirates liked to claim, pure gold. In return for being sold, your father would help them collect others.

You had started this trip with three other girls. Each crying and screaming out to god for help.

You would have joined them, but you already knew your fate was sealed.

One girl had decided enough was enough and used the bathroom as an excuse to jump overboard.

One girl had been taken by some of the sailors and had yet to return; you assumed the worse and readied yourself for either her dead body or to never see her again.

And one girl had refused water and food; for the past the three days she had done that and for the past three days she had cried relentlessly. Finally, she passed out. Her skin dry, her lips cracked.

You concluded that the pirates had deemed her unfit to sell and got rid of her the easiest way they could.

Sighing you watched as Lane, the nicest out of the pirates descended down the stairs holding a cup full of water.

His usual light brown hair was darkened with sweat and his right cheek held a pink stain as if the boy had been slapped.

Frowning in concern you watched as he approached your nervously. His hands shaking and his eyes wide and dilated.

“Lane? What’s the matter?” you croaked as you took the cup of water, careful not to stretch your tied wrists any further against the unforgiving rope.

He looked at you hesitantly before sitting himself directly in front of you. The dim light above your head shone in his eyes, letting you clearly see the tears forming in his eyes.

“have you heard of a ningyo?” he asked cautiously as he played with his hands in his lap.

Confused, you shook your head. Eager to hear more you motioned to him with your hand.

“A Japanese Myth claims a ningyo, in other words, a mermaid, is a fish-like creature from Japanese folklore. It apparently has shining golden scales and a quiet voice like skylark or a flute. Its flesh is edible and delicious, it brings anyone who consumes it a long life” he explained.

“but…the thing is…catching one can bring storms and misfortune, so fishermen who caught these creatures usually throw them back into the sea” he said before roughly rubbing his forehead in stress.

“but…if it’s just a myth, then what’s the problem?” you asked naively.

Beads of sweat rose to the surface of his skin at the mere mention of ‘myth’.

Suddenly the ship was pushed roughly to the side. You screamed as your body and everything on the right side of the ship was pushed to the left.

Your already fragile skin was torn at as the ropes held you in place not letting your body follow lanes.

He let out a groan and cry of pain as he was slammed against the other side of the ship, a barrel flying after him and hitting him in the gut.

You groaned as you grasp the rope in your hand, trying to pull your body up so it wasn’t relying solely on your wrists.

Cheers and sounds of joy were heard from above as the ship finally regained its normal position.

“and from those sounds…I think they’ve caught it” he said as pure fear covered his being.

Lane quickly dashed back to the upper deck, leaving you in pain and confusion. You had only managed to take a sip of water before it had been spilled all over the floor so now dehydration was getting the better of you.

You sighed and awaited news of the ‘mythical creature’ from lane. Surely it was bullshit, there’s no way such things exist.

Your head was pounding and your vision was getting fuzzy, but that didn’t stop you from hearing the celebration above.

The shouts grew closer and closer to the little hatchet that separated you from them. As it opened, you strained your neck in order to see what it was they were trying to throw down.

A long figure with a blanket wrapped around it was thrown harshly onto the floor off the ship. With a small gasp, your eyes trailed downwards towards the beautiful tail sticking out. Its gold colour contrasting against the black of the blanket.

Your eyes were captured by it, the shine of the gold scales was gorgeous.

With a thud, your attention was drawn to the three sailors who had joined the party, one of them being the captain.

“tie him up boys” the captain smirked. His ragged beard coating majority of his face.

“cap…what if lane was right?” one of them asked the dragged the mermaid next to me. Its tail flapping in a weak attempt of defense.

“Don’t be a baby, we’ll sell both him and the girl” he said sending you a wink. One that made you squirm in disgust.

As they ripped the blanket off of him to tie his hands up, you were shocked at how magnificent he was. His toned body shone with droplets from the ocean and his jet-black hair shined with health and youth.

He was clearly tired and angry. As they grabbed his tail and tied he groaned it pain, his eyebrows knitted closely together as he sat against the wall, the same position you were in.

“alright, oh so powerful ningyo…let’s see what you can do” the captain said as he kicked the merman’s tail harshly.

“Hey!” you shouted out in his defense. As you processed what you just said a harsh slap was swung across your face. The salty taste of blood rushed into your mouth as the stinging feeling of a slap possessed your cheek.

“speak to me like that again and you’ll end up like the rest of your friends” he growled at you.

You wanted to snap back and say if you died he wouldn’t have any girls to sell to his sex-obsessed kings but you held your tongue knowing it wouldn’t result in anything but pain for you.

“here, Lane sent this” one of his goonies said as he harshly passed you another cup of water.

“we’ll be back to check on you” the captain smirked before turning on his heels and heading for the exit, his goonies close behind him.

Your eyes trailed back to the heaving mermaid next to you. His eyes were dazed and narrow, you could tell that he was staring at your water.

It was an intense silence.

You watched as his chest rose and fell, each breath getting harder and wheezy.

This had to be a dream…you were just extremely dehydrated and all of this was just your imagination.

You took a big gulp of the cool water, shutting your eyes tightly.

the feeling of water slipping down your dry throat almost had you moaning; the feeling of refreshment reviving your energy drained body.

Your eyes fluttered open, focusing on the cup in your hands that was now clear as day compared to the blur you had previously seen.

You smiled lightly figuring your body had gained enough hydration to be more awake and aware, looking to your left to confirm your suspicions of hallucination you gasped when you were met with the same narrowed eyes as before.

He was real. This was real and this was happening.

Your eyes drifted back to your cup of water that he was staring at.


You wanted to be selfish; you wanted to gulp the rest of the heavenly water that you had taken for granted back at home. But you knew you couldn’t, not with the continuous heaves of pain and harsh glares.

You sighed before turning to your fellow prisoner.

“here” you said as you skilfully slide the cup next his tied-up hands.

He slashed water over his tail before gulping the rest of it quickly. A sigh of relief escaped his lips as the water ran down his scales; the water droplets didn’t dry of trickle of him, instead they remained intact making the shiny gold scales shine brighter.

After a moment of silence, you shifted in you spot so you could get a better look at the ningyo next to you.

“so, how’d they catch you?” you asked causing the man to glare at you.

The glare sent shivers down your spine but instead of being scared you felt oddly fearless.

“I don’t waste my breath on humans” he answered simply as he rested his head against ships wall.

“well you just did” you said before a playful smile slowly covered your face.

Maybe it was the lack of human contact, or the lack of food and water.

“you know what I am, don’t you?” he asked confused by your behaviour.

“of course, you’re a ningyo” you stated as you tried to jiggle free your wrists, hoping that even though you’ve tried it multiple times you might be set free.

“are you not scared?” he asked eyeing you cautiously.

“I should be…but I don’t know, I guess I just don’t care anymore. It’s either get sold to snobby people who will abuse my body. Or escape into the ocean and die…mmm, I don’t know which one is worse” you explained staring off into space.

“don’t worry dear, death will come soon” he said taking a deep breath in.

You furrowed your brow in confusion.

“what do you mean?” you asked intrigued.

“my name is jimin i bring storms and misfortune to all who hold me, in the next 96 hours it will come” he stated calmly.

Your eyes traveled back down to his tail before looking back up at him.

“will you last that long?” you asked, your voice wavering with a tinge of worry.

His eyes shot to yours, shocked that you had caught on that quickly. If he was desperate for your water within a few minutes of him being rolled out of the blanket you wondered how long the water droplets would last until he needed more.

“it doesn’t matter, karma will come, living or not…” he murmured. Sadness flashed through his eyes before it was replaced with his usual coldness.

“so…how’d they catch you?” you asked again, curiosity getting the better of you.

he took a long breath in before turning his head to you. “I was on my way too meet someone, they told me to come up close to the surface…” he said trailing off, his eyes coating with realisation.

“that bastard” he growled as anger grew evident in his eyes.

“you were set up…weren’t you…” you concluded as you thought about it. What sea creature that is deemed rare and valuable would go so close to where they could be captured.

“that was a dumb move on your part” you spoke softly as you shook your head.

Jimin let out a noise of frustration as he slammed his fist against the floorboards. You gasped as you watched the splinters of wood stick up, his fist had gone through the floor. Not enough to cause leaking but enough to get you heart rate skyrocket.

“he’s next in line, of course, how could I be so blind” he growled, smacking his fist on the floor again causing your breath to get caught in your throat.

“I have to get out, if he…I can’t do that to my people” he whispered more to himself than anyone else.

You were going to die, there was no questioning that…but the attitude that covered his face previously had vanished. He needed to live.

The gleaming of his tail caught your attention.

The end was shaped and pointed…it sparked ideas into your head.

“how sharp is your tail?” you asked his as you narrowed your eyes at it.

“why?” he asked. Your face was covered in mischief and hope, something he didn’t quite trust but his eyes narrowed at what you were trying to say.

“If your tail can cut my cuffs I can go on board and find the keys, also get you enough water for us to figure out a plan of escape” you stated as you coated your dry lips once more trying to moisturize them in vain.

You didn’t think his eyes could be narrowed anymore, but you were proven wrong.

“and why would I trust you?” he asked suspiciously.

“how long do you have?” you asked him bluntly, the both of you knew he wouldn’t have long till his body would start to shut down. He needed to trust you if he was going to make it out of here.

“i don’t trust humans…but ill trust you” he whispered before swinging his tail upwards.

You let out a small squeak of surprise as his tail sliced through the metal cuffs, his surprisingly soft scales brushing your cheek as he did so.

“ill be quick” you stated before running towards the stairs.

You could see that his skin was drying up. His scales had lost a bit of their sparkle and the droplets that were held on him were falling off.

Your breath was getting caught in your throat as you lifted the hatchet slowly. Hearing the laughs and drunken giggles of sailors was giving you anxiety.

The night sky gave you cover as you sneakily maneuvered around the ship. The rain that hadn’t lightened up from before covered the sounds of your movement as You hid behind a row of barrels as you crawled towards the cabins.

The sweat on your hands and the sweat gliding down your forehead made you think about the water in your body that you already had so little of.

You needed to hurry, for both you and jimin.

Lane had spoken so many times about how the keys were kept on the inner side of the door of the captain’s cabin, something that annoyed him because he had to travel a long distance to retrieve them.

You could hear the roar of the captain’s voice on the top deck. Bragging about how he caught the oh so powerful ningyo.

With shaking hands and trembling leg’s, you ran into the captain’s cabin quickly, making sure no one saw you before closing the door with a breath of relief.

As soon as the door closed your eyes were met with the same keys that locked you up for the last couple of days.

“Well, well what do we have here”

You gasped as you wiped around instantly. Hands were roped around your throat as you were slammed into the door.

Your eyes were staring straight into one of the captain’s goons, you had only seen him once.

He had come to collect one of the girls that had decided her own fate and with the way his grip was tightening around your throat, it would seem he didn’t have any problem with damaging product.

“I’ve been waiting for you to fuck up” He smirked before dragging you to the ground.

Your hands instinctively flew in front of your body, but the attempt was useless as his foot went flying into your stomach.

You whimpered as he grabbed your hair and pulled your face upwards. As he trapped your body between the floor and himself he slowly pulled out his shining knife. The blade as sharp as your breath when you saw it.

The hair that was being pulled at your scalp was causing a stinging sensation, but your eyes remained attached to the knife in his hands.

“you always just sat there and looked pretty” he sneered as he flipped you over. In vain you tried to push his legs off of you but his weight kept pushing you back down.

He ran the knife softly down your face as your breath quickened in fear.

The cold metal grazing your skin was digging in the more pressure he added.

“did you know…that if I push down here” he said holding the knife point down at the base of your throat.

“that you’ll die soundlessly…soundlessly and quickly” he stated through gritted teeth as you grasped your hands below his on the knife, trying to raise it.

You grunted as you used all the might you had to remove it from its position.

Your eyes darted around, knowing that he would soon overpower you. You needed to find another way out of this.

As he glared down at you, excitement and rage clear in his eyes, you managed to move you hand placement of the knife, wiggling underneath his hand.

The sweat on your hands allowed you to momentarily flip the knife.

As the knife flipped in the air, looking for a new beholder, you took the opportunity to give him a quick jab to the face before pushing him of you.

It was almost in a blink of the eye and the blessing of God that the knife landed in your hand.

You knew there wasn’t a choice, he was going to kill you or you were going to kill him. It was one or the other.

With a swing of your right arm, you slashed the goony across his chest. As he yelled out in pain you pulled him down and straddled him like he had straddled you.

Your hands were soaked with sweat and blood as you lifted the blade over his chest.

Squinting your eyes closed you plunged the knife deep into chest listening to the sounds of pain and torment as you did it again and again. You wanted to make sure he was dead, if not your plan wouldn’t work.

You continued your attacks until you didn’t hear any more screams for help.

You opened your eyes slowly, your ears getting used to the sudden silence in the room.

You had no time for this…you had to be quick.

With an unsteady breath, you removed yourself from the body; blood covered your hands and thighs. You went to wipe the splutters of red blood on your face before the realisation of what you had just done set in.

There was no going back now…

You grabbed the keys and removed yourself from the cabin.

The quietness of the deck told you but the noise from the upper deck told you that everyone had relocated the party.

You hoped they were too drunk to notice their missing member as you out to sea.

Rocks…? we must be close to an island…you had been travelling for around three days…

Damalan! Your neighbouring island!

Hope sparked in your heart at the thought of your survival.

You reached for a small bucket and filled it with water before shoving the keys in your pocket and making your way down to where you were kept.

Your eyes met Jimin’s weak ones as you descended from the stairs.

“what happened?” he asked weakly as you approached him, the red blood that stained your skin hard to miss.

“don’t worry about it” you said splashing water on his tail.

His eyes widened with life as his body arched upwards. He took large breaths of relief as you continued to coat his body in water.

“you need to hydrate too” he said as started unlocking his cuffs.

“no one is on deck, I can drag you there and throw you overboard” you stated as you thought carefully about your plan.

“what about you?” he asked, his eyes gleamed worry and concern as you tried to wipe the blood off your hands.

“wait no crap..they’ll just follow you” you groaned as you bite your lip in frustration.

“hey! what about you?” he asked again.

Your eyes bored into his. You were sure they were full of exhaustion, sadness, and guilt.

“I’m not going to make it…there’s an island nearby but the waves are too harsh to swim and I already have no energy…our main concern is getting you out” you stated but he shook his head.

“you’re saving me…so it’s only fair if I save you” he said sternly, his skin slowly returning to its glow as he basked in the water you had brought back for him.

“but…how are we both going to escape?” you asked shyly as you relaxed your tense state.

“I’ll just have to kill them all, won’t I?” he spoke strongly as a small smirked graced his face.

That’s when it hit you.

“we’ll sink the ship!” you gasped in excitement.

He tilted his head in confusion before you pointed to the floorboards.

“were on the lowest level, when you punched the floor before I was worried that you’d break through…I can’t believe I’m just thinking of this” you explained in delight.

“If you make a big enough hole for the both of us to slip out, everyone’s on the top deck, they won’t know what’s happening until it’s too late!” you exclaimed.

He nodded along before looking at you with a serious expression.

“it’s really deep water…you do realise, that right? Your dehydrated and weak, your lungs might not be able to handle it” he explained carefully.

“Jimin it’s the only way” you whispered softly.

He nodded in agreement before motioning for you to move out the way.

With a precise and powerful punch, his fist flew through the floorboard causing water to squirt out of the ship like a water fountain.

He used his other fist to alternate between punches, letting water quickly flood the bottom base.

In a panic, you rose to your feet trying to maintain the oxygen your lungs were receiving.

“don’t worry, I’ll wait for you” he promised before diving down and disappearing under the waves.

Even though this was you plan and you knew the dangers of it, you were still scared shitless.

As the water rose to your waist you gave yourself a little pep talk.

“okay, it’s this or death…don’t be a little bitch”

With that, you took a deep breath before diving below the waves.

You had only been underwater for three seconds but you could already feel the pressure on your lungs.

As you made your way through the hole a moment of panic set upon you as you remembered you were underneath the ship. do to the blurriness of you vision, you swam aimlessly until a hand grabbed yours.

As you were pulled past the ship at a speed you could not swim at by yourself, you focused your attention on trying to maintain your breath.

You could hear the ringing in your ears and the pressure you felt in your chest was getting harder to ignore.

Jimin could tell you were losing your stamina as your hand grip loosened on his.

Finally, as you pulled up to the surface you gasped for air, the rushing of it filing your body was addicting but the increasing rain around you making it harder as you struggled to keep yourself above water.

“I’ve got you” Jimin whispered as his arms wrapped securely around your waist.

You breathed heavily as you looked around, wiping the water from your eyes before resting your hands on his shoulders, your arms draping over his.

As you looked back at the ship, you heard yells and shouts as their fires went out and their ship sunk.

“what do we do now” you whispered as he swam you closer to the rocks in order to avoid the wrath of the waves.

“you leave the rest to me” he said as you climbed onto a rock, hugging another for security.

Your heart was pounding way too hard for your body to handle. You hadn’t eaten, you were tired and the only water you were getting was pure salt.

“Jimin, I don’t think I’m going to make it” you choked as your body shook with weakness.

“you’re going to be alright, here eat this” he said as he brought his hand from underneath the water, in it, one of his golden scales.

“You trust me, right?” he asked as you placed the scale in your mouth without question or thought.

You nodded your head in confirmation.

He quickly placed a kiss on your forehead before giving you one last look of determination.

“I’ll make sure they never hurt you again”

As he swam off, you chewed the scale in your mouth. It was pleasant and melted in your mouth; you swallowed the scale quickly, breathing in the little bits of air that revealed itself through the blanket of rain.

You watched closely as the sky began to darken with clouds, their yells of help from sailors were drowned out by the sound of thunder and lightning-collecting itself above the ship.

You watched in slight horror but satisfaction as the storm brewing above released itself straight through the middle of the ship. The bright light of the lightning shone brightly in contrast to the dark night sky.

The screams for help turned into screams of death as a whirlpool collected itself around the shipwreck and remaining surviving sailors.

As they were all dragged to the bottom of the ocean a final wave was blasted from it, heading straight for surrounding perimeters. Heading straight for you.

You gasped what could be your final breath as you tried to hug the rock as hard as you could.

As the wave hit you, your body flew from the rock you were clawing too and followed the wave outwards.

You flailed your body around trying to grasp anything you could but it was useless.

As your head popped up for a moment you called Jimin’s name out frantically before being plunged back into the depths of the sea.

A strong arm was wrapped around you, dragging you backward and away from the wave.

You coughed out water that had made its way down your pipes as the cool air hit your face.

“sorry” he chuckled behind you as he swam you back to your beloved rock.

The rain had cleared up, only letting small droplets fall from the still cloudy sky; the moon shone brightly as it was revealed through the clouds allowing you to fully admire Jimin’s beauty.

“how are you feeling?” he asked worriedly as he continued to hold your body close to his even though the water was still and your rock could’ve have helped you.

“better…Jimin…you let me eat one of your scales” you murmured nervously.

“you’ll live a long and healthy life now, you have nothing to worry about” he said as he caressed your face with his hand. His eyes exploring your features.

“you didn’t have to do that…but thank you, ya know…for saving me” you whispered as his forehead rested against yours.

“you’re the first person I’ve ever fully trusted, of course I would save you” he explained. You hummed in comfort as you let yourself relax and listen to the calming sound of waves crashing onto shore.


Your head shot up as you followed the beautiful sound. Your eyes were met with sand and lit up houses, something you didn’t notice in the heat of a storm.

“Jimin! Look! shore!” you exclaimed excitedly as you pointed excitedly.

He chuckled before nodding his head happily.

Through your excitement, you remembered something…you would probably never see Jimin again.

As he read your expression he pressed his forehead to yours again.

“Jim- “you started but were met with a pair of soft lips instead.

Shivers ran down your spine as you pushed yourself close to him, enjoying the feeling of his lips moving against yours.

You pulled away hesitantly, running out of breath.

“I’ll see you again, I promise” he smiled.

You felt your cheeks warm up as he swam you closer to shore.

“I don’t think I ever got you’re your name” he stated as you stood in the water, loving the feeling of freedom that you felt.

“y/n, my names y/n” you smiled before Turing around and practically running to shore.

As you turned to wave him goodbye, he was nowhere to be found. A frown quickly moved onto your lips as your shoulders slumped down.

You would miss him, but you knew this wouldn’t be the last time you would see him.

So, you would wait.

Wait until the day he would present himself again.

Wait until fate brought you two together again.

Your oh so powerful ningyo.

Thank you!

This is a huge shout out and thanks to all of the amazing artists who helped make our first Reverse Bang such a huge success. Without all of you offering your prompts and your art, videos, songs, mood boards, and play lists, none of the 40+ fics we posted could have happened. Thank you all for your creativity and your enthusiasm…we look forward to working with you again for Round 2!

Here are all the artists who took part in round 1. Please go give them some love and check out the fantastic work they created!

@harrehleh art for All I Want Is To Be Free: here

@birdstattoo art for I Want To Write You A Song: here

@polkadotsvstripes playlist for Let’s Watch The Flowers Grow: here

@neon–diamonds art for Gem and The Hunters: The Treasure of Babylon: here and here

@tomlinshires art for No One Like You: here and here

@alivingfire mood board for We’re What’s Right in This World: here

@be-brave13 art for Too Much To Bare: here and original song here 

@harrehleh art for I Ain’t Leaving Without Your Love: here

@curleduphl art for Sounds like you sounds like love: here and here and here 

@dimpled-halo mood board for Sunrise on Your Sins: here

@jessimond mood board / manip for watch what happens: here

@harrehleh art for Quite Unconventional: here

@allwaswell16 mood board for Walk That Mile: here Interactive travel blog: here

@suddenclarityharry mood board for Boots & Boys: here

@curleduphl art for Like One of Your French Girls: here and here

@twopoppies art for Yellow: herehereherehere, and here

@pupperlouis art for Burn: here and here

@crurulbys art for Just Holding On For Something Great: here

@becomeawendybird mood board for Un Verso Que Hiciste Me: here

@juliusschmidt Harry’s tumblr for the stars look very different today: here and Harry’s bulletin board: here

@tomlinshires art for In This Life I Shall Have Joy: here and here 

@harrehleh art for (we will be) as if chosen: here

@sparkling-larry manip for a fic that sadly didn’t post: here

@louehvolution mood board for Boiling Blood Will Circulate: here

@juliusschmidt mood board for Let’s Move Into Our Old House: here

@tamikare art for Funny How The Stars Crossed Right: here and here

@pattern-pals art for a thousand red balloons (a hundred sleepless nights): here

@londonfoginacup art for You Smiled: here and here

@harrehleh art for Hands Clasped Tight: here and here

@pretty-pebbles mood board for Calling Out For Somebody: here and here

@pattern-pals art for memories of light and green: here

@louistomlinsons art for Wanderlust: here Mood board: here

@dimpled-halo mood board for We’ll Rise Up: here

@suddenclarityharry mood board for Can I just be the same?: here

@larrystylingsun video for nobody knows you baby the way I do: here

@sparkling-larry manip for Running In The Shadows: here and here

@twopoppies art for Black Stars and Endless Seas: here and here and here

@twopoppies art for (Take Me Home) Country Roads: here and here and here

@sleepymouses mood board for Sleep of the Sword: here

@dimpled-halo mood board for For Reasons Wretched and Divine: here

@dimpled-halo mood board for Underneath: here

@pattern-pals art for Tiny, Beautiful Unknowns: here

hopelessly devoted (to you)

(chapter two is here! credit to @etherealous for being my beta and to @stannleyuriss for creating the mood board above you have no idea how much it means to me to have your help on this!)

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chapter two: summer nights

The bright pink car zoomed through the streets of Derry, Maine and pulled up into a parking spot outside the school. Inside sat a young teenage girl with fiery red hair, dark sunglasses hiding her eyes and a pink jacket covering her shoulders. A cigarette was placed between her teeth and she pulled out a lighter to light it up, taking a few draws. With a smile on her lips, she turned to face her passenger, rising her packet of Malbero light’s to him, earning a shake of the head.

“Why do you even put those things near your mouth Beverly, they cause all sorts of illnesses,” Eddie Kaspbrak spoke to her and she let out a cackle.

“Oh Eddie, darling, you have no idea,” she slipped out of the car, waiting for Eddie to follow suit before locking it swiftly. “Welcome to Derry High School, it’s a piece of shit, but it’s got some decent people.” She walked around, wrapping her arm around his shoulder, intending on leading him into the school.

Eddie took that moment to scan his eyes over the entrance to the school that he would be spending his final and only year of High School in. It was a dark colour, and the ‘E’ of Derry looked like it was about to fall off. Graffiti covered the trash bins that were located against the wall next to the steps, and the windows looks as though they could do with a good wash.

Eddie was pulled out of his thoughts when another car pulled up next to them. This car was just like Beverly’s, except it wasn’t pink, it was white.  Two boys and a girl emerged from the car, all wearing jacket’s similar to Beverly’s and the driver locked the car behind him. He walked up and stepped right into Eddie’s personal space, glancing at Beverly with a look that could only be described as annoyance. “Who invited Mary Sue into the group?” He asked and Eddie let out a squawk. Mary Sue?! Who the hell did this guy think he was.

“Easy there Stanley, this is Eddie, he’s my cousin. Eddie, this is Stan, Mike and Audra,” she pointed to the respective person as she introduced them. “Eddie’s just moved here all the way from New York!” She explained and Stan raised an eyebrow, crossing his arms.

“Interesting, how’s life in the Big Apple?” He asked, lighting his own cigarette and placing it between his lips, taking a drag. Eddie felt intimidated under his gaze and had to mentally compose himself before he spoke up.

“Good thanks,” he started but Beverly interrupted him.

“Eddie’s never been to a High School before, his mother home-schooled him,” she drawled out and the boy, Mike, gasped.

“Really? I was home-schooled up until two years ago, then I convinced my grandad to let em join public school,” he explained and Eddie relaxed, falling into step with Mike as they spoke about how lonely being taught at home was.

Stan turned around to the both of them, “It’s good to be back right Mike?” He called and Mike’s attention was back on Stan’s. Eddie couldn’t help but think that Stan really didn’t like him very much, and he wanted nothing more than for that to change. The last thing he wanted was for his Aunt to tell his mother, who was still back in New York, that Eddie was struggling to make friends.

His thoughts drifted to his mother, and the events that lead up to him being packed into his Aunt’s car and driven all the way to Derry, Maine. Eddie had been helping his mother pack their suitcases at the end of their summer vacation in Florida, when she had fallen over, unconscious. The doctors had informed him that it was a heart attack, due to her health, and that she really wasn’t in any fit state to take care of herself and home-school Eddie. Therefore his aunt was called, and he was moved up to Derry. He was greeted by Beverly, who he knew lived with their aunt in Derry, after being removed from her fathers care when she was eight years old.

“Eddie? Eddie!” Beverly’s voice broke through his thoughts and he looked up at her, only to find everyone else watching him too. “You have to go to the main office, fill in some paper work forms. I’ll see you at lunch?” Eddie nodded just as the bell rang and he followed his cousin across the field towards the entrance, heading straight to the front office.

* * *

Around the opposite side of the school, Richie Tozier stood next to his truck, his best friend Bill Denbrough on his right and his other close friend Ben Hanscom on his left. Summer was over and now they were starting a fresh new school year as seniors.

“This is it boys, last year of High School and then we’re home free!” Richie announced as they walked towards the school, stubbing out his cigarette as he passed a trashcan.

“D-did you have a g-good summer in F-Florida Rich?” Bill asked as they walked and Richie faltered slightly, thinking back to his summer, the best summer of his life.

“Oh yeah Billy, it was fabulous, just what I needed before this year,” Richie replied, running a hand through his hair, some curls escaping the gel he’d forced it down with.

“Meet anyone?” Ben piped up, raising his eyebrows. Despite being a chubby pre-teen, Ben had lost a lot of his baby fat in puberty and had taken up track running in his free time to keep him in shape. Richie was proud of his third in command, even if he did find it incredibly off-putting for him to be running for the schools track team.

Bill nudged him, “Y-yeah R-Rich…meet a-anyone? S-surely there m-must have been some hot g-guys in F-Flordia!” Now it was no secret in Derry that Richie prefered the company of men, just like Bill did. No-one really cared much to comment on it. At least, no-one cared enough to comment when Bill had his tongue down Stanley Uris’ throat.

Richie contemplated lying to his friends, but there was a part of him that was dying to tell them about Eddie, about the amazing summer they’d spent together, without making it sound too cheesy. “Well…there was this one guy. Met at the beginning of summer.”

The boy’s both opened their mouths to ask for more details when the bell rang and Richie smirked, “Maybe some other time boys!” He called and made his way into the school, passing the main office where Eddie was pushing himself up on his tip toes to fill in the forms that the school required him to fill out.

“Ugh, this semester hasn’t even really began and I’m already needing a holiday. How many days to Christmas Vacation?” Eddie turned his head to see who he assumed was a teacher, signing in at the desk.

“Eighty-six,” he answered, causing the teacher to turn her head in shock. “I’m counting.” He dropped the pen, handed the receptionist the papers before reaching down to pick up his books and his schedule. He pressed them to his chest and rushed out into the hall and towards class.

* * *

Lunch came around quicker than Eddie had ever experienced and soon he was slipping through the throngs of teenagers and out into the courtyard where he clocked his cousin sitting at a table that was a pale pink colour. She had a cigarette between her teeth again which made Eddie physically shudder as he took a seat next to her, his paper lunch bag placed on the table in front of him.

Beverly stubbed out her cigarette and sat down next to him, wrapping an arm around his shoulder, “So, whats your first impression of Derry High?” She asked casually, taking her own cafeteria sandwich into her hand and taking a bite.

Eddie shrugged, “It’s different,” he started but before he could continue, three trays slammed down simultaneously onto the empty spaces at the table. He looked up as Mike, Audra and Stan sat down next to the two of them, Mike giving Eddie a smile in greeting. Audra wasn’t paying much attention, settling instead for fiddling with her nose ring. Stan didn’t even acknowledge him, shoving a forkful of the dish on his try into his mouth.

Bev cleared her throat and address her friends, “So, how do you guys like Eddie?” She asked and Eddie raised his eyebrow. Why wasn’t she asking them this question when he wasn’t there? “Think he could be one us?” Her eyes glancing at Stan specifically, who looked up from his lunch, eyebrows raised.

“I dunno,” Stan turned his attention to Eddie, who flinched under his gaze, “Look’s too pure to be pink.”

“Aww come on Stanley! He’ll be great! Eddie-” she started but another voice broke through the courtyard, this time high pitched. The group groaned and Stan actually rolled his eyes this time.

“Hey guys!” The owner of the voice appeared next to them, a girl with long black hair, pulled back into a ponytail. She was wearing a pale blue dress and her face was turned up into a smile so large Eddie was sure it must be hurting. Her eyes landed on him and she squealed, “And who do we have here! Beverly how could you not introduce me to your friend! I’m Betty Ripson, class president!” She gripped Eddie’s hand in a death grip of a handshake, his whole body moving with it and he smiled a little.

“Eddie Kaspbrak,” he introduced himself and Betty squeezed herself between him and Bev. “I’m Beverly’s cousin.”

“Oh wow! I didn’t even know Beverly had a cousin.” Betty flipped her hair back, getting some of it in Eddie’s face, causing him to cough. Beverly gave the back of Betty’s head a deathly stare and rolled her eyes. Betty, oblivious to what was happening behind her, turned her full attention to Eddie. She gave him a sickly sweet smile, “So Eddie, did you have a good summer? What did you do?” She asked, leaning in closer, hand on her chin as she stared at him.

Suddenly everyone at the table was interested, Mike and Audra were nodding, coaxing him to talk and Bev was grinning. Eddie swallowed and a faint flush appeared on his cheeks as he thought about Richie and their summer together. “I was in Florida, at the beach…I met a boy there.”

Everyone at the table, bar Stan, let out a squeal. Audra clapped a few times, “Ohhh Eddie! Tell us more!”

Eddie was unsure, but with one look at Beverly’s encouraging gaze he swallowed and proceeded to tell them all about his summer in Florida. The long nights on the beach, the laughter and secrets exchanged over shared milkshakes and glasses of lemonade. He held out on the more intimate details, the hand holding and the soft lingering kisses they’d shared when Richie walked him back to his hotel room just after ten, his mother snoring inside.

The crowd that had gathered around him all let out a sigh, Betty’s being the loudest, “How romantic,” she breathed and Stan let out a gag, thrusting his fingers down his throat.

“Sounds like a drag to me,” he drawled and Bev smacked his arm, “What? It’s the truth, too mushy for me. See, he’s too pure to be pink Bev!” At those words, Eddie scrunched his nose up in confusion. Pink? What did that even mean? It was the second time he’d heard Stan utter the word to his cousin.

“Just give him a chance Stan, please?” Bev was not opposed to begging her friend. Stan just muttered under his breath and nodded, “Alright, alright fine he can come to mine on Friday night, after the pep rally.”

Eddie looked back and forth between the two and wondered what he’d gotten himself into.

* * *

Dodging through the crowds of hungry teenagers, Richie bypassed the cafeteria and headed outside towards his spot on the bleachers where he knew Bill and Ben would be waiting for him. As he walked through the courtyard, his ears perked to laugher and his head turned, spotting Betty Ripsom bothering Stanley Uris and his group. He laughed to himself, he was sure Stan was about to do something drastic to get rid of her. Usually he’d walk over and help out his best friends other half, but today he was choking for a smoke so he walked on, unaware of just whom was sitting at the table with the group.

When he reached his spot, Richie took a drag of his cigarette and sat himself down on the seats at the top of the bleachers. Bill and Ben were sitting next to him when Ben spoke up, “Hey Richie! You never did tell us about that guy you were seeing all summer!”

Bill’s head stop up, “Y-Yeah m-man! Tell u-us!”

Richie’s hands were tied, so he let out a drawn out sigh and leaned back, “Okay fellas, fine. I’ll tell you all about my summer romance.” With the boy’s seated comfortably around him Richie recounted the events of the best summer of his life. Bowling at the arcade by the beach, saving Eddie’s life when they’d gone swimming a little too far out, making out under the broken dock that no-on went near. As the words spilled out, he felt himself become distant, his voice wavering as he thought about Eddie, and what he was doing now in the busy city of New York.

He cleared his throat as the bell rang signalling the end of lunch time and he stubbed out his cigarette, rising to his feet. “Doesn’t matter now boys, summer is over and we have a whole year left of shitty High School before we’re are off to bigger and better things!”

He jumped off the steps and shoved his hands in his pocket, starting the trail back to school, not caring if he was late or not. Bill and Ben shared a look with one another before they too, began the trek back to school.

* * *

As they walked back towards the school building, Eddie jumped when Stan came up behind him and gave him a look, “So who was this mysery man of yours Kaspbrak? Does he have a name?”

Mike and Audra, along with Bev all turned to look at him with expectant gazes and Eddie flushed a little, “His name was Richie, Richie Tozier.”

Stan choked on his milkshake, but managed to brush it off as he stifled a laugh, Audra and Mike had gone pale and Bev dropped her cigarette in shock. As Eddie opened his mouth to ask what was wrong, Stan found his words, “Well then, you never know, the world works in mysterious ways, maybe your Prince Charming will show up again someday, sooner than you think,” with those words, he walked away, Mike and Audra following behind him, whispering.

Eddie turned to Bev, who was in the process of picking up her dropped cigarette, “You really think so Bev?” he asked hopefully and she cleared her throat.

“Uh, maybe we should just get to class Eddie huh? We’re late as it is.” She stubbed out her cigarette as she spoke, before walking past him and into the school.

Eddie paused for a moment, confused, before shaking his head and following her.

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Have Me And Hold Me
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His clumsy trips were now even more burdened by the sudden downpour. Twice he almost fell making his way back to the ceremony area, mostly due to his insistence on running across the lawn in between trips.
The rain was relentless, coming at him from all angles with a deafening wind that muted everything outside of his own heavy breathing.
He felt like he was making pretty good headway, all things considered.
His pace was stalled only momentarily when, on his tenth or so trip, he thought about what someone looking out the window at that moment would see. Louis in his formal shirt and trousers, barefoot, stomping through the muddy lawn to gracelessly lug two chairs at a time towards the building.

Or, a wedding day AU in which Louis will let nothing stand in the way of a perfect day - especially a little rain.

This fic was written as part of an ongoing challenge. We each select random numbers and are given a specific emotion from the book 1000 Feelings For Which There Are No Names. To read the other fics written in this challenge, click here, or you can find the masterpost on tumblr here.

My prompt this week was #598: The anger that it had to start pouring right now.