i get you like puppies

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todays twitter dump is seungchuchu themed because they are the best boys!! dedicated to @llyn-on-ice because she showed me part of something she was writing and it inspired most of this and also she inspires me every day of my life 

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Trust Fall

Langst/Klance short fic

Trust is a weird thing, isn’t it? It’s something people take so seriously, yet they also turned it into a game. Lance just falls, and sees what happens.

-

“Oof!”

Lance made a grunt sound as he hit the ground in front of Pidge. Pidge shook her head slowly, gripping her laptop closer to her body.

“I trusted you.” Lance narrowed his eyes up to her. He laid there, arms splayed on his sides, a pout playing on his face. “I even gave you a warning.”

Pidge rolled her eyes in annoyance. “Do you think I’m just gonna drop my laptop to catch you for your dumb game? I’m sorry, Lance, but I’m really busy right now.”

Lance pout deepens, but nodded his head in understanding as Pidge lowered her face to give him a smile.

“Next time buddy, okay?”

-

Lance wanted to try it again, but this time it was with Hunk.

Lance walked a slow pace towards Hunk, humming innocently and tunefully, his arms at his sides until he was a close enough to Hunk for him to make the catch.

“Trust fall!” Lance shouted, turning his back and letting gravity take him down, falling, hoping a pair of arms would catch him.

Sadly, there weren’t.

“Oh, Lance!!” Hunk shouted in surprise, almost dropping, his plates, “Stop doing that! I can’t catch you with my hands full!!”

Hunk set the plates he was going to use for the food later down, holding out his hand for Lance to take, which he does.

“I trusted you.” Lance chuckled jokingly, narrowing his eyes as he did with Pidge. He grabbed the plates down and handed them back to Hunk.

“Sorry, dude,” Hunk frowned as soon as his hands was full of the plates again. He shifted his arms for a better position for the plates, and smiled. “Just kinda caught me off guard.”

“Ahh, don’t worry, it’s just fun and games,” Lance shrugged, “Don’t drop me next time, butterfingers.” He chuckled, and Hunk gave him a smile and shook his head, nudging Lance’s arm with his own.

“Next time, buddy, okay?”

-

Keith was next on his list.

It was after training of course. Lance had waited for Keith to be done with the bot, as it fell hard to the ground in pieces, Keith ended the session and moved out of the training area, where Lance waits for him near the entrance.

Lance was a little nervous for this one, considering that he would expect Keith to be the last person to catch him. But reality is, Lance doesn’t care if Keith catched him or not.

Because he already trusts Keith with his life.

Lance cracked a smirk, his arms ready to be stretched out, falling back on either against the cold floor of the castle, or the warmth of Keith’s arms and body.

He popped out, seeing the surprise in Keith’s purple eyes, and fell back.

“Trust fall!!!” He yelled.

Gravity took him, but instead of a pair of arms catching him, it was the whole body instead, taking both Keith and himself to the ground.

Whoops.

“Agh, LANCE!!” Keith groaned, “Get your dead weight off of me!!”

Lance laughed playfully, like a puppy looking for attention.

“Keeeeeith,” he pouted, sitting up and straddling his hips purposely, “I trusted you!”

Lance could’ve sworn he saw a quick pink flush on Keith’s cheeks, but he let that thought out of his mind.

Keith pursed his lips, not knowing what to do as if Lance straddling his hips was a once in a life kind of thing.

Keith gritted his teeth. “Get. Off.”

Lance would be hurt by this, but he caught the flicker of a smile on the corner of Keith’s mouth, knowing he was enjoying this as much as he was.

“I swear to God, LANCE!!” Keith whined, “You’re crushing me!!”

Lance grinned widely, and crossed his arms, a thought running across his mind.

“Promise me you’ll catch me next time, then.” Lance smirked.

“Lance-”

Lance smiled again, taking his hands and tickling Keith’s sides, causing him to laugh uncontrollably. A laugh that could save his life, a sound that he finds the most comfort in when the days were dark.

Lance laughed wildly too. “Promise me!”

“I-haha!!-I-sTOP IT!!” Lance caught tears in Keith’s eyes from laughing too hard, clutching his sides and wiggling underneath Lance, his body warm from the contact.

“I PROMISE!!”

-

Lance decided that his next target shall be Shiro.

But hey, what other ways can he spend his time around the castle without having a little fun for himself?

He peered around the corridor wher he saw Shiro talking to Allura about what move they shall proceed next with Zarkon and his army at hand on one of the screens, dragging their hands across it as they make the plans.

Lance wonders if even Shiro would drop everything just to catch him.

Lance made a small smile to himself, and walked in unnoticed, not listening to the talk exchanges between Shiro and Allura.

“Trust fall!!” Lance smiled widely, confident that maybe he would be caught.

Instead, he had his trust back on the floor.

Allura yelped in surprise and confusion, and Shiro just groaned with frustration.

“Ahh, Lance!” He raised his voice, “Not now!!”

Lance felt his heart break just a little, but it was alright. It was only fun and games, anyways.

“I trusted you.” Lance pouted, chuckling again. His arms at his sides, his head tilted up to look at Shiro and Allura, who both towered over him like his parents would when he was about to get -dun dun dun- la chancla.

Lance’s chuckle turned more into a light hearted laugh. It was enough for Shiro to lower his gaze to a more calm expression, cracking a small smile as he helped Lance back up.

Allura raised an eyebrow, still confused. “Is this ‘trust fall’ an earth thing?”

“Kind of,” Shiro chucked, “Hey, Lance, maybe you should stop doing this to everyone. We’re not always gonna be prepared, you’re always catching us off guard.”

Lance felt a small frown forming on his mouth when looked down, staring the ground where he was just laying. He felt a little guilty annoying everyone.

That “trust fall” thing was only something that he would do with his siblings, who no matter what they were doing or how annoyed they were, they would drop everything just to catch the boy in their arms.

It was all just fun and games, right?

“Sorry, Shiro,” Lance chuckled sheepishly, “I was just trying to pass the time.”

Allura grinned, “Well, you’re in luck Lance. Shiro and I have just finished our plan for when we infiltrate the Galra. Get the others, too. Are you ready?”

Lance’s eyes went up, a small smile finding its way back on his face.

-

He decided to do it just one last time.

-Run.-

-Run.-

-Run.-

That’s all that came to his mind. That’s all he wanted to do. But he didn’t. He couldn’t.

Lance was the one who drew the attention. He drew the attention away from Shiro and Pidge, so that they could get closer to what they needed.

Lance felt himself cornered, surrounded by the Galra.

He lifted his gun, ready to fire when they did.

And when they did, he just wasn’t quick enough to avoid all four guns aiming and firing him.

He remembers hearing the blast ricochet from all four.

He remembers their taunting words, how -useless- he was and how -irritating- he must be for his teammates to leave him all alone.

He remembers the aching pain from his chest to his leg, a burning sensation that his grandchildren could’ve felt.

He remembers seeing the Galra fall back, leading themselves to believe that they have killed one.

He remembers standing on his two, thinking of the first time he walked his first steps towards his older brother, now thinking of how these were him possibly taking his last few steps.

He remembers hearing echoes of voices and blasts coming from the end of the corridor of the Galra ship.

He remembers hearing Keith’s shouts stand out from the rest.

He remembers Keith’s laugh and his smile, which urges him forward.

Holding his sides, cracking his smile possibly for the last time, he takes bigger steps to get closer to Keith, who was crouching down behind a busted machine, a good hideaway from the Galra’s blasts.

As Lance got closer, he took smaller steps, croaking out his next words.

“Trust fall.”

Although, instead of falling back, he fell forward, gravity pulling him down, expecting to feel the cold ground of the Galra ship.

Instead he felt a pair of arms in front of him, and when he looked up, he saw a sight of someone, an expression he hopes to never see on his face again. The expression of pain and concern, eyes wide in panic. Brows furrowed worriedly, and mouth tightened as if trying to hold in the sobs. He saw the tears prickling his face.

Lance didn’t want to see that. He didn’t want to see Keith like that ever again.

“I trust you,” Lance chuckled, feeling Keith adjusting him in his arms, cradling him close to his own body, despite the fact that he was being drenched in Lance’s blood.

“S-Shut up, Lance, j-just-shut-,” Keith choked, trying to get a hold of himself. “You’re gonna be alright, you’re gonna-you have to-”

Lance lifted his hand and tangled it in Keith’s hair. He just wanted to see Keith smile one more time. He saw Keith shout something into his intercom of his helmet frantically.

Lance felt Keith tighten his grip on him when he felt himself drift away, as if he believes that the tighter he held on, the longer Lance will stay.

“I’m..not going a-anywhere Keith, but you..don’t n-need me,” Lance just laughed, “I’m just the s-seventh wheel.”

Lance was so close to Keith that he could hear the breath caught in Keith’s mouth.

“No, y-you’re not, you idiot,” Keith’s tears rolled down his cheeks, “Y-You weren’t supposed to go out like this. You -aren’t- supposed to–We were just getting-,” he sniffled, laughing like him crying was so stupid, “getting started.”

Lance laughed, and hugged himself closer to Keith, taking in his scent, even if his blood spilled over him.

Finally, he heard other voices, other hands trying to help him up. But all he did was held onto Keith tighter.

All Lance wanted to do was just lay there, knowing that his silly little trust fall wasn’t all stupid. He wanted to lay there, with Keith holding him close as if he was precious cargo. The longer Keith held on, the longer Lance will hold on.

Trust is a precious cargo that Lance likes to hold on. It’s funny, you know. The way it’s been made into a kind of game he held on as a kid? The way he trusts Keith with his own life. The kind of trust that turns a certain bond into something more than one person hoping the other will catch them.

It’s funny, the way he believes that falling is just like flying, except there’s a more permanent destination. Whether it’s the cold floor of a castle or a ship, or the warmth of someone who cares about him.

It all was just fun and games, right?

i may or may not have totally tweaked her face lol shh

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For @codenamekaraortiz who asked for texts with the Sons (and one between Gemma and Clay) about getting rid of the puppies their dogs had. Hope you like them! - red-w00dy xoxo

So like… There are so many cute posts/fics of Enj and R and who’s a dog or a cat person etc and I am 100% behind that but also what if one of them had an animal and the other had a genuine phobia of it… Like R has the biggest fluffiest friendliest dog in the world (called Dog because if Audrey Hepburn can call a cat Cat…) but Enjolras is terrified of dogs.

And this wasn’t a problem really. Since Enj rarely went to R’s place and the few times he did it was just to drop something off and R tends to keep Dog in the living room when he answers the door incase he runs out and up onto the street… Or occasionally on Les Amis gatherings but everyone loves Dog so much he can avoid interaction because he’s preoccupied with the others.

Except now they are dating and R is starting to get suspicious that Enj is holding back because he’ll walk R back to his flat but always comes up with a reason not to come in and if he asks him over he’ll find a reason for them to go out to do something instead and it’s beginning to feel like Enj just doesn’t want to be alone with him… Going to Enj’s flat hardly counts since Courf and Combeferre are always around…

And Enj knows he can’t keep this up forever but he’s torn because he knows how much R loves that dog and he doesn’t want to cause a problem or hurt his feelings in some way… He doesn’t hate Dog. He just can’t be around him.

But meanwhile like a million Bad Thoughts are going through R’s head and he’s worried maybe Enj doesn’t really like him/has realised he made a mistake but doesn’t know how to admit it so he’s just keeping what distance he can… And then one day he has the horrible idea that maybe he’s been doing something wrong regarding Enj’s boundaries and that he is afraid to be totally alone because he thinks R would overstep and he flies into a panic wondering what he did wrong and resolving to fix it but not by open communication because these two are both dumb idiots.

Instead he pulls back his physical contact to show he’s completely okay with the no sexual stuff thing.

Except now Enj thinks R is having second thoughts / he did something wrong / R wants to be with someone who’ll give him what Enj can’t.

This goes on for a few weeks until finally Enj hits a point where he can’t take it anymore and he goes to R’s flat completely forgetting Dog.

Dog whom R has not properly secured elsewhere. Dog who smells someone he recognises but barely ever sees and is very excited. Dog who bounds past R as he opens the door and suddenly Enj is halfway down the corridor almost in tears whilst R wrestles his very large very bouncy dog back and looking up at his boyfriends terrified face things make sense.

So finally they talk. Dog is closed off in R’s bedroom with a chew toy and a bone and is perfectly content. They sit in the living room. Grantaire apologises for how he has been acting and explains why and Enjolras is super relieved. Then Enj fully owns up to his crippling fear and how he didn’t want to tell R and have him think he was putting pressure on him because he would never ever ask R to give up Dog. So since R is the kind of person who knows literally everyone he goes to a friend of his who helps people phobias (they worked with Joly over his germ phobia and Joly swears they are magic) and they give him some advice of steps they could take which, with Enj’s consent, they try.

Enj writes down a list of things he’s worried about, and steps he wants to take to try and get over it.  

First things first R imposes new house rules. If Dog jumps, he gets no attention. He makes sure the others are involved too. Dog is thankfully eager to please and a fast learner but it takes a little time so in the meantime… R buys one of those baby gate things for the kitchen because gradual exposure is the best thing for phobia’s. Whenever Enj is coming round Dog goes in the kitchen that way he can still be with them and see them so he doesn’t panic or start barking (which will also scare Enj) because he can tell they’re there but can’t see them, but also Enj knows Dog can’t get to him.

It also means though that Enj has some proximity to Dog without the buffer of their friends and can get used to the idea of being in the same room as him, without being afraid of being jumped on or bitten or whatever. It takes a while but after a few weeks he actually starts greeting Dog when he arrives.

After a little time, a couple of times a week R will sit beside Dog, get a good hold on him and Enj will come into the kitchen and make tea or something. Eventually they get to a point where he feels safe with R just holding Dog’s collar.

They graduate to Enjolras occasionally making Dog his breakfast or dinner because it might help build a relationship to do something specifically for Dog, plus he soon realises that Dog is so interested in the food he basically ignores everything whilst he eats… so R doesn’t have to hold him at all as Enj leaves the kitchen anymore.

They go for a walk all together and R keeps Dog on a super short lead with Enj walking on his other side, til they reach the park. Enj stands on the other side of the fence and watches them play. When Dog finds another dog friend to play with R comes and stands with him.

The first time Enjolras pets Dog, it’s really brief but R swears he can feel Dog vibrate with joy from where he’s got a strong hold on him. Enjolras is still kind of freaking out but also Dog is super fluffy and soft and he looks so pleased that it’s… kind of cute?

Once Dog is well and truly trained not to jump up Enj has reached a point where he can be in the same room with him without the gate. Though if he ever feels overwhelmed the gate is still there and R immediately puts Dog back in the kitchen.

Mostly when he’s in the room with them he seats himself on R’s side of the sofa at his owner’s feet but just occasionally he’ll test the water with Enj. For a while Enj just tries to focus on other things but one day whilst R is making dinner, he’s sat on the sofa and catches those big soulful eyes looking up at him and he steels himself and reaches down to scratch Dog’s ears. Dog is content and pads away to R.

They go on for several months just building up Enj to the point where he can pet Dog with barely any anxiety. When Enj is in the kitchen making his dinner he’s started talking to him, and he can even put the bowl down without R having to hold Dog because he knows Dog won’t move until he moves away and tells him ‘Go’.

He’s still not great with dogs he doesn’t know though he’s noticed even they don’t scare him like they used to. He still gets jumpy if Dog barks particularly loudly at a cat outside or gets a little over excited. But it’s better. He can even take him for short walks around the block where he knows he’s not going to get too excitable and pull the lead.

And the thing is, he likes Dog. Dog is sweet and fluffy and loving and loyal and really not that scary at all. Scratch that. He loves Dog. He actually loves walking into his boyfriends flat and finding him sat good as gold in the middle of the living room, tail wagging, just happy to see them both. He loves watching R play in the park with him, both of them rolling around and coming back to the gate with grass stains and twigs in their hair/fur. He has found that brushing Dog sends him to sleep, so it’s an activity he feels safe and comfortable doing and it helps him bond with him even more.

The day R knows that they’ve been successful is when he comes back home to find his boyfriend lying flat on the sofa with his law books piled around him, and Dog lying across his outstretched legs, both fast asleep, one of Enj’s hands tucked against the side of Dog’s head. He’s just so happy and grateful this all worked out, and that he has this little family to come home to.

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Follow The Yellow Brick Road 💛

This post is late af but that’s what happens when you count on your mom to get some of the pictures to you 🙄 Anywaaay, last Saturday, ya girl starred as Dorothy in my theater company’s production of “The Wiz”. That’s right, Dorothy glo’d tf up 💀 But uhhh, enjoy some pics of me, my mom, and my cousin, backstage after the show! 😊💛

Yesterday

My three year old was with my mother in law all day. During a bath she asked him if he was cold and he said “I’m freezing my ass off” and in the living room as she’s retelling the story, everyone is looking at me because I can’t stop laughing and they instantly know I am the one to blame.

Perfect

Ratonhnhaké:ton x Reader

A/N: I didn’t have much time to write today, so I posted this! I’ve actually had like ¾ of this written for a while but I never finished it until today.


“Ra-doon-hag-” You groaned, knowing you’d gotten it wrong. A soft chuckle reverberated throughout Connor’s chest, eyes twinkling with mirth under the bright sun of the spring afternoon. It’d been a long day despite the fact that it was only noon. You and Connor had lost the regiment of soldiers long ago, choosing to stroll quietly through the forest. 

It was a beautiful day, the sun high in the clear sky, the forest alive with the sound of wildlife, the flowers blooming into vivacious colors, and the love of your life beside you. Of course, he didn’t know that. But, a sly smile broke out on your face as you glanced at him out of the corner of your eye, maybe he’d know someday.

“Ratonhnhaké:ton,” he repeated, his tongue rolling over each syllable naturally. You couldn’t suppress the need to shiver, his voice sounding like pure sin as he spoke in his native tongue. Your feet stopped on their own accord, body turning so you could get a better look at him. Your eyes were lidded, tongue darting out to wet your lips as you watched him blink curiously. To him, the obvious desire was all but invisible. You weren’t sure if you found that more of a relief or an annoyance.

“Ra-doon-ha-gat-” He shook his head, cutting off your attempt. A nail dug into your palm, trying with all its might to keep you from claiming Connor right then and there. You needed control. Unfortunately, when the sun was illuminating the features of the Native and his lips were pulled up in a smile, there was nothing that could stop you. Control, you repeated like a mantra, holding onto the very essence of the word.

 A soft breeze blew through the space between the two of you, Connor’s scent of freshly fallen rain and grass rolling over you. His smile broke, giving way to a much more serious expression. Even he could feel the emotions that were boiling over the two of you, drowning you beneath the surface.

“Co-” Your sharp cry cut off your voice, hands moving down to the blossoming pain in your abdomen. You heard a distant shout, the blood rushing around your body causing it to be muted. It was like the world was in slow motion as a searing liquid covered your hands, leaving nothing but red in its wake. 

Connor was moving, doing something, but you couldn’t tell, the world dimming down to the sharp stab in your stomach. Your breathing felt ragged, something liquid traveling up your throat at a slow pace. You gulped largely, clawing at the skin on your neck for some sort of relief. It came when you coughed painfully, your knees slamming down into the green blades of grass below. Suddenly the world didn’t seem as beautiful as before, the rays of the sun much too hot and the scent of the newly grown flowers much too overpowering. 

The stench of death was heavy in the air, wrapping around your form like armor. The world was darkening with your thoughts, the sudden reality throwing you into a whirlwind of questions. It was overwhelming, the warm blood sliding slickly between your fingers being a constant reminder that you were alive. The ringing in your ears strengthened when the faded shouts and yells stopped abruptly, two strong arms holding you to a broad chest. 

You cracked your eyes open just enough to see Connor’s face come into view, fear burning back at you with his gaze as he shifted your form slightly, adjusting you so he’d have a better hold. He was carrying you, your head bobbing slightly as his feet pounded against the ground beneath. Your body jolted, a whimper being torn from your throat at the stab of pain in your middle.

“Sorry,” he muttered, slowing his pace for only a moment.

“Connor,” you mumbled, trying to move out of his grasp. He didn’t respond, only holding you tighter and moving faster. “Connor, please.” You cried, a hot tear slipping from your eye.

“I need to find you help.” He replied, only seeming to move faster as the greens, browns, and blues all blurred together. It was dizzying, causing your head to roll back against Connor’s chest. “Do not close your eyes.” He warned, voice cutting through you like a knife. You forced your eyes open, watching the rise and fall of his chest as he ran swiftly through the forest, the sound of twigs snapping beneath your combined weight echoing around the seemingly empty area.

“Please, stop for a second.” You begged, each connection with foot to ground sending aching tremors through your body. It was obvious he was trying to keep his emotions in check, his jaw tightened and his fingers grasping onto your skin desperately. “Please,” you paused, attempting to remember how it was pronounced. The memory was hazy despite it being only from moments ago, but you still forced it to the forefront of your mind. 

“Ratonhnhaké:ton,” you whispered. His feet came to a stop, eyes shining down at you with unshed tears. Silence followed, neither of you seeming to breath in the moment. It was like his greatest fear was being realized as he opened his mouth to speak, emotion thick in his tone.

“Perfect,” he murmured, his voice like a melody as it rolled over your broken body. You smiled, the faintest drop of crimson spilling forth from between your lips.

“You don’t have to lie because I’m-”

“Don’t.” He interrupted your weak voice, an arm resting heavily on your cheek and something so terrified in his big, brown orbs.

“It’s okay, you did everything you could.” Each word tumbled gracelessly from your tongue, your voice made rough by the sudden need to cough bubbling low in your throat.

“You will live.” He stated seriously, his warm fingers caressing the smooth skin of your cheek.. The tone prompted a shiver, almost as if it truly could stave off death. “I will not lose you; I can not.”

tfw your apprentice doesn’t have a father and you’re the closest thing to it

pls full view!!

Bad Girl Ch 11: Just Let Me Hold You

Sorry had a busy day! Here is three chapters to make up for it!

“Oh how things have changed,” I sigh as I dip my hand into the warm water. Baekhyun is facing away from me, his body curled into a tight ball in the tub. “Baekhyun,” I call softly, daring to reach out and rest my hand on his shoulder only to have him scoot away from me. “How is your head feeling?”

“It hurts,” He answers back in a small voice.

“That’s what happens when you almost knock yourself out from banging your head on the floor. Why in the world would you hurt yourself like that Baekhyun?”

“I feel guilty.”

I nod, “You should.”

He sniffles softly, “I’m so sorry for being such a horrible person to you.”

Without much thought I reach out and rub his back gently, “I forgive you but only because this whole situation is a hot mess.”

He is quiet for a moment before looking at me over his shoulder, “Were you really going to marry him?”

I hold up my left hand, “Yep, a month from tomorrow we were going to get married.”

“Are you mad at me for ruining it all? Would rather have not known about us?”

I sigh as I look down at the ring that usually makes my heart flutter but now it’s a different feeling, “I’m not mad at you, I’m mad at Jiyong for lying to me, and to be honest, I’m grateful that I found out about all of this before we got married or had a family.”

Baekhyun opens his mouth to speak but closes it a second after only to open it again, the words caught in his throat, “You want to have a family with him?”

“I want a family, yes, I’m not really sure with who anymore though. This is a lot right now, I just need to figure out the rest of the week before I think that far ahead.”

He turns a bit so he is almost facing me, “What are you doing about tonight?”

“You guys have me for tonight.”

He perks up, a small smile plays on his lips, “The whole night?”

“Yes, and you are wasting your time with me pouting,” I flick him on the forehead.

“How much time we do we have left?”

I shrug and glance at the door, “Until someone, my guess Xiumin or Chanyeol, come busting in to check on us. So at most five minutes.” He surprises me by grabbing one of my hands in both of his, holding it softly as if it is an egg that he could crush. I’ve never seen those beautiful hands so hesitant to touch me, I think back suddenly of all the times these hands have made me come undone and I find myself blushing.

“Baby,” Baekhyun muses, “Stop looking at me like that, I’m getting embarrassed.”

“Sorry,” I mumble softly as I look away.

There is a knock at the door, “Baby.”

I groan, “You guys shouldn’t be using that nickname since we aren’t back together.”

Chanyeol peeks his head in the door, followed by Chen, Tao, and Sehun, “We are so used to it, are really going to tell us to stop?”

I nod, “Yes, I’m telling you to stop and use my name like normal people. I wasn’t lying when I said I’m a different person.”

They all pout, Chen comes in first and takes my free hand, “Baby, please stop saying that stuff.”

“Well Jongdae,” I take both of my hands away, “Excuse me for being honest.”

“You guys stop giving her a hard time about this,” Xiumin scolds joining us in the suddenly busy bathroom.

“Are we having a party in here?” Kris muses.

“No,” I snap standing up to glare at them.  “Baekhyun was taking a bath and we were having a quiet conversation before everyone started busting in. Now all of you please get out so he can finish his bath.”

“Why does he get alone time with you? Hitting my head up against the wall a few times is all it takes to get your attention?” Sehun murmurs.

“Don’t you even think about doing it,” I warn.

“Everyone calm down,” Xiumin’s stern voice echoes through the room making everyone quiet down, I even find myself bashfully staring down at my hands feeling like I’m in trouble. “How about we each have our time alone with her like when she first got here?”

“Can we make it ten minutes in stead of five?” Tao suggests.

Xiumin nods, “We each need our time to catch up so yes.”

“Does that mean this is my time alone with her?” Baekhyun finally speaks.

“Yes!” The group decides unanimously.

“Than get your asses out of here!” The usually playful man snarls.

The group grumbles but doesn’t put up much more of a fight as they shuffle out of the room with pouts on their faces. When the door is closed and I am alone with Baekhyun again I let out a breath I didn’t even know I was holding and sit back down on the edge of the tub.

“Those bastards,” He grumbles under his breath as he shifts to a more comfortable position in the tub closer to me.

“Those bastards are your brothers,” I remind him.

He closes his eyes and rests his wet hair on my thigh, “They are my competition.”

I sigh but stroke his head softly, “Why am I called baby when all of you are nothing but children?”

“Children?”

“Yes, children, selfish, narcissistic, and spoiled.”

His face shows obvious irritation but he doesn’t move from my lap, “I am not a child.”

“Than what do you call that tantrum you just had?”

“That wasn’t a-“

I cut him off, “It was an episode right? A mental break from all the stress of my death and, I guess, my resurrection? Do those happen often?”

He shrugs, “Every once and awhile.”

“You should have gotten help from a professional, that’s what I had to do after all of that.”

He opens his eyes to stare up at me, “What was it like for you?”

“For me? At first it was really hard since I had been told that the people who I thought loved me the most left me to die but after some time and two therapy sessions a week I got better. Jiyong and Jiho really helped me too, they made me feel really safe.”

“Did you think about us at all?” His eyes are closed again, his brow crinkles as if he’s preparing himself for an answer he doesn’t want to hear.

I chuckle as his childish attitude, “Of course I thought about you all the time at first.”

“At first?”

I nod, “At first it was hard to go more than a few hours without thinking of you but after time I got myself to stop. It hurt way too much to keep thinking about you guys, I felt so betrayed.”

“We didn’t betray you!” He roars, suddenly on his feet.

I stand up too, my hands out in front of me in surrender, “I know that now.”

He shakes his head, “No, you have absolutely no idea how we felt when we thought we let you get murdered by those bastards!”

Anger boils in my veins, “I may not know the exact feeling you had but I know the pain of having your heart ripped out of your chest and shredded to pieces. Sure, you all had to sit there and watch it happen but I had to experience it, I felt each kick, each punch, I had to listen to all their degrading and threatening words.”

His face softens, “I’m sorry Baby.”

“Our time is probably up,” I straighten my shoulders and turn on my heel to leave. I don’t get very far before wet arms wrap around me.

“I’m so sorry, for everything. For letting that happen to your in the first place and for not being considerate about it now, I’m so sorry.”

I sigh but turn around a pull the crying boy into my arms, his face tucked into the crook of my neck, “I forgive you.” We stand there for a few moments before he starts shivering and I have to pry the boy off me. He looks absolutely miserable shaking there as I run into his room to grab him some clothes. I help him get dressed a small smirk on my face.

“What is so funny?”

I look up at him as I pull his shirt over his head, “I’m just thinking about how we switched. I never thought any of you would need my help this much.”

He gives me a small smile as he strokes my cheek, “We need you more than you will ever know.”

“Time is up!” Sehun busts into the room again.

I kiss Baekhyun’s cheek before looking to the younger boy and follow him out of the room. The younger grabs my hand eagerly, he leads me to his room where he automatically slams the door shut and locks it. I raise my brows at him.

He gives me an awkward smile, “I just want to make sure none of the hyungs try to bust in.”

“Like you just did?”

He ignores the question, “How have you been? You look so pretty, I like your hair.” Without hesitation he reaches out and begins twirling a lock of my hair around his finger.

“I’ve been good I guess, though today hasn’t been the easiest day of my life. What about you Sehun-ah, how have you been?”

He looks me in the eye, “I’ve missed you, so much.”

“I heard you were having some issues, you, Kai, and Tao, how are you feeling?”

“I’m happy I didn’t die. I’m so happy to know you are alive, I’m happy I can touch you again, feel your soft skin under my finger tips. I can breath in your sweet vanilla scent again.”

“You need to remember to keep your distance Sehun,” I remind him as I take a step away. I look him up and down and suddenly I feel on edge from his domineering presence that he only has when he wants to have sex.

“Like you kept your distance with Baekhyun hyung?”

“That was different,” I snap back, “He didn’t have his fuck me eyes on like you do.”

“So I have to look like a lost puppy to get you to touch me?” He scoffs.

I gulp but nod, “I need to feel like you are as defenseless as me.”

“I am completely bared to you right now,” He opens his arms to me, his voice cracks as he speaks. “I don’t know what else you want me to do. You already have my heart so I have nothing else to give.”

“Sehun,” I take a step closer. “I don’t want to make all of you cry today.”

“I cry every day because of you. I lay awake every night because I don’t want to dream about you, I know I can’t handle waking up without you so don’t worry about me crying right now. I just, I just, want to hold you right now. We can talk more later right now I just want to lay down next to you, please?”

“If you try anything I’ll kill you,” I warn him as I slowly make my way over to the bed.

“I would prefer it to a life without you.”

I want to ask him more but the sad look on his face keeps me from opening my mouth. Instead I just shuffle to the bed and roll into the comfortable warmth. Sehun goes under the covers before snuggling closer to me. “Sehun.”

He looks up at me with wide, innocent eyes, “I’m a lost puppy.”

I snicker but roll on to my side so we can snuggle, he scoots closer behind me so our bodies curve together perfectly. His arm snakes around my waist as he tries to pull himself closer and closer until there is no space left between our bodies.

“Thank you Baby.”

…………………………………….

“You are all such children,” I groan as Kai insists to snuggle like Sehun did. After a few minutes of being wrapped in the youngest’s arms he was fast asleep. Kai came in when the ten minutes were up and it was easy to see the jealousy on his face. He was some how able to pry me out of the other’s arms without waking him but the moment we got into Kai’s room he demanded me to basically rock him to sleep. Like before I lay on the bed expect Kai to take the same position as the younger by but instead he rests his head on my chest and wraps both of his arms around my waist before rolling us so he is on top, his whole body resting on me.

“Only when it comes to you,” He mumbles into my chest.

“How ironic when I’m supposed to be the baby. I thought I was supposed to be the only little in this house.”

“You make me feel so little some times.”

“Oh really?”

He chuckles, “I thought I would be okay when you were gone, but I wasn’t. None of us were but I think Tao, Sehun, and I had it worse.”

“We are still really young, we aren’t as mentally stable as the older boys so that’s probably why.”

“Mentally stable? None of us are mentally stable anymore, I don’t even know if we were to begin with but the moment we lost you we all went completely insane.”

“Jongin, there is no need to exaggerate.”

“You are right , this no need. I’m not exaggerating at all! Sehun and I stood on the edge of a building for a whole day talking each other on and off the ledge. Tao was in the hospital for two months after he tried to kill himself in a car accident. You saw what Chanyeol and Baekhyun are like now, they’ve been doing that to anyone that just looks at them wrong. Chen, Suho, and Lay have been MIA for a good amount of the year doing horrible things that they said they would never do. Lay got involved in providing black market organs for gods sakes, we don’t deal with people. Kris created a new branch in the human trafficking line in Korea. Luhan nearly overdosed and Xiumin,” He stops to take a breath, “Xiumin hyung has been as bad as you would expect.”

“I thought you were sleeping.”

“Why? Is that too much of an update for you?”

“No,” I snap, “I’m just struggling with the answer to a question and you are distracting me. Our time is running out so you should get to sleep.”

He peeks up at me, “Can you run your fingers through my hair?”

“Yes.”

……………………….

Tao holds my hand tighter in his, our fingers tangled together. We lay on the couch in the living room that is surprisingly empty.

“So I heard there was an accident,” I sadly muse at Tao.

He looks away strangely bashful for his usual demeanor, “I was hoping they wouldn’t tell you.”

“Tao, this is really serious, how could you just try to roll your car? You almost killed yourself and a few other people.”

“Can we not talk about it?”

“Fine,” I cross my arms over my chest. “What do you want to talk about?”

“You.”

“You have to be more specific, what do you want to know?”

He hums to himself for a moment, “Tell me about your new life.”

“Like what?”

“Do you go to school still?”

I shake my head, “Jiyong got me a tutor.”

“What about friends? You don’t talk to Jihyo still do you?”

Again I shake my head, “I stopped talking to her when you left, Jiyong’s reasoning was that I didn’t want her to get involved in all of the crazing ness but now I realize it was because she thought I was dead. Was the funeral nice?”

He chuckles, “Are you seriously asking me that?”

“Yes,” I actually laugh, “Not many people get to know how their funeral turned out so I’m curious. Have you gone to see my tomb stone?”

“Yes, all of us have even though we made a pact that none of us deserve to see it since it was our fault you died. You have lots of flowers, it’s never dirty, your favorite foods are always there.”

“Thank you guys for taking such good care of me in the after life,” It all weirdly warms my heart to know my resting place is so well taken care of.

“I’m just happy we don’t have to do that anymore now that we have the real thing back.”

“You know I’m not really back.”

He sighs and places a kiss on my forehead, “Fine, but whether you are back or not, you are alive and that is all that matters.”

…………………………………

“How did you not know I was alive?” I wonder with our fingers tangles together. Xiumin lays as closes to me as possible, I realized a hour ago after my time with Chen that this is all they really wanted. Not sex or half the time not even words, just this little amount of physical attention seems to be good enough for them.

“I thought I was crazy,” He admits.

“Had something like that happen before?”

He nods, “All the time, I would see you on the street or in a crowded bar. I’d think I would your voice in the distance or in my dreams. I had just thought that since I had seen you that night I was just loosing it even more.”

“So did any of you stay some what sane when I was gone?”

He chuckles, “I mean Suho seemed pretty stable from what I heard.”

“That man was living in sin with the rest of you, don’t you dare lie for him. He told me about his time with debauchery.”

“Don’t act like you were an angel.”

“I would definitely say I was a step above you, though sin is still my friend.”

“I believe he is a friend of all of ours. How was your time with everyone?”

“Well when we weren’t talking about how everyone pretty much killed themselves things were fine. You and Kris were the only ones who didn’t cry. The only people who got me to cry were freaking Tao and Yixing, those two were just so sad today.”

“They are like that everyday. What are you planning on doing about Jiyong?”

“I’m going to ask him about my kidnapping and how Jiho is involved in all of this but everything after that depends on his answers.”

He sighs, “Is there any chince of me being able to convince you to just stay?”

“I have work and Jiho to worry about tomorrow.”

He pouts cutely, “Jiho this, Jiho that, who is this bastard?”

“Ya, watch your mouth,” I flick his forehead. “that is my friend you are bad mouthing.”

He takes my hands in his so I can’t swat at him again, “I will bad mouth anyone who thought they could take my baby away from me.”

“Jiho didn’t take me away from you, calm down, he wasn’t involved in this mess.”

“What makes you so sure? I mean you can believe Jiyong is involved over this man, he must be something special.”

I glare at him, “If you are assuming what I think you are, I will answer your question now, I am not sleeping with Jiho. He is like my older brother. He is a loyal friend who would do whatever he has to do to keep me safe.”

“He did a horrible job, Baekhyun got you.”

“That is only because Taemin doesn’t like him in his house.”

“Taemin is a very good judge of character, you should listen to him.”

“Is this really how you want to spend your ten minutes with me? You all are so easily entertained. Kris and I talked about work, Lay started off our conversation about the new Zoo downtown that I went to. Kai and Suho are the only two people who actually gave me an update on people. Everyone else just kept asking me about my life with Jiyong.”

“Because we are having a inner battle on whether or not we want you to leave him and come back to us or stay with him where you are obviously happy.”

“You guys should know by now I am the only person who can decide what happens.”

He chuckles, “A man can dream.”

Living with Jongin

Originally posted by kaibility

  • Him begging you to let him sleep 5 minutes more
  • Him sleeping for another hour 
  • Him making the breakfast as an apology 
  • “Sometimes I think that you love sleeping more than spending time with me.”
  • “It depends.”
  • Watching comedy shows together
  • Him laughing till his tummy hurts
  • Him keeping on laughing at the same thing after 20 minutes
  • “Omg (Y/N), isn’t that the funniest joke you’ve ever heard in your life! Hahahahahahahaha. That man is a genius. Can we watch that part again?”
  • You walking around the house wearing his sweatshirts
  • Wearing couple socks around the house
  • “When I told the boys that we had couple socks, I thought they we’re going to say ‘aww how cute’ but they smacked me on the head and told me that it was stupid.”
  • SO MANY CUDDLES 
  • AND BACKHUGS 
  • Like you would be doing laundry and he would come up and hug you
  • He would probably do the same thing when you’re cooking
  • Or even when you’re taking a shower
  • Adopting lots of dogs
  • “(Y/N), I’m going to say something but pls don’t get mad. So I was walking on the street the other day and I saw this old dog and he looked like he needed a home and love so I brought him home, oh and also I saw this little puppy trying to play with him so I brought her home too.”
  • “Jongin, we have like 8 dogs at home…”
  • “Now we have 10.”
  • Him buying plushies so you won’t get lonely when he goes on tour
  • Him kissing your neck whenever he has the chance
  • “I’ll dye my hair if you dye yours with me.”
  • Him teaching you how to dance
  • Him giving you private dance shows
  • Those dance shows never end up with you dancing with him ;)
  • You taking care of him when he gets sick
  • You playing with his hair
  • “Hey don’t pull my hair that harshly, you know that I need them. My image is important.”
  • NOSE KISSED OMG
  • Him letting you win when you two play just dance together
  • Him practicing his lines with you
  • “What do you mean that you have a kissing scene? Would you like it if i kissed a random guy? Nope. (Y/N) does not approve.”
  • TICKLE FIGHTS
  • ALSO PILLOW FIGHTS
  • Sometimes you would wake him up by hitting him with a pillow
  • You sleeping with all of your dogs on your bed when you get angry at him
  • “(Y/N), you know that I like a puppy too? Can I get in the bed?”
  • “Try me.”
  • Him getting angry when you tell him that he looks adorable while dancing
  • “Adorable my ass. I’ll show you adorable tonight baby girl.”
  • Okay but living with Jongin would be so much fun wow I’m jealous

anonymous asked:

What is all this shark au stuff? Like my feed is being blown up and where can I find this fic?

I haven’t written it yet! Basically, it started with this post after I was describing fish shifter to an anon who asked and because i haven’t written shifter!tae yet i decided he would be a shark shifter.

this post had me revealing shark tae out of tags and then from my collage and then tags explaining bits of the plot, I continued to stock the fire.

Originally posted by bangtangirl-cutennes-v

What a Good Boy.

“Hey, Noona! Do you want to go get coffee with me today?”

You smiled on the other end of the receiver. He was so cute, asking you out on a little coffee date.

“Of course, Jungkookie, when and where?” You asked, heading over to your closet to get some clothes picked out for the occasion.

“How about around three?”

“Sounds perfect to me,” you said, grabbing your jacket. “Where do you want to go? There’s a cute little cafe down the road from my apartment that also has a bookstore in it. It’s got great lattes,” you suggested, sitting down on your couch.

“Okay, can I show up at your place around two forty five-ish?” Jungkook asked.

“Yeah, that sounds fine, then we can go down there together.”

Jungkook continued on about how he missed you and how he wanted to see you again. It had been a while since the two of you had been together and you did miss the younger man greatly. He was so sweet and kind to you and you had never met someone quite like him before.

You were a childhood friend of Seokjin and he introduced you to his fellow band members. You and Jungkook had clicked instantly and they all knew that you two were going to wind up together before the pair of you knew it yourselves.

The two of you had been dating for about six months and you’d honestly never been happier. You had always dating men that were older than you, and you were used to being in the submissive role, but Jungkook was so eager to please you.

What else could you do but make him submit?

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