until i kept doing it

Stop You Myself

Request: Can you do a reggie imagine based off of these please 😊 22 23 24 26

Prompts: #22 “You had one job!” #23 “How is it that you’re a complete flop at everything you do?” #24 “You need to stop.” #26  “If you continue to do what you’re doing, I won’t hesitate to come over there and stop you myself.

a/n; I love Reggie, and I’m really annoyed by how bad this turned out

Word Count: 508

Pairing: Reggie Mantle X Reader

Y/N’s P.O.V

“Reggie.” I muttered under my breath as I searched through his bag, he had left it with me well he went to do something, I can’t really remember, right now I’m more concerned about the fact that my River Vixens uniform top isn’t in here, it’s a long story and it’s nothing like it sounds since I’m saying my boyfriend should have my shirt. “You’re in trouble.” I heard faintly, making me look up to see Moose looking between Reggie and I. I crossed my arms, patiently waiting for Reggie to come over here, “you had one job!” I sighed, as he sheepishly looked at me. 

“You couldn’t have just put the top in there when I texted you?” I asked, pouting up at him, his friends found it quite amusing how easy it was for him to listen to me. “Sorry.” He laughed under his breath, picking his bag up off the chair, searching around in it. He glanced up at me and raised an eyebrow, “how is it that you’re a complete flop at everything you do?” He remarked, pulling the top out of the dark back pack.

I tore it from his grip, “how?” I mumbled, narrowing my eyes at him. “You’re pushing your luck, Mantle.” I warned, he rolled his eyes, “sure I am.”


“You need to stop.” Reggie stated, and I froze, pizza slice half way into my mouth. “What?” My voice was muffled by the food, “this.” He motioned to me sitting peacefully on his bed, eating a piece of pizza I stole from him. “What?” I asked again, this time not having any food in my mouth. I raised an eyebrow, “stealing your food?” I asked for confirmation, he nodded, continuing his pointless workout, he can skip one night, to hang out with me. 

“Babe.” I whined, watching as he did push ups, laughing at my child-like tendencies, “if you continue to do what you’re doing, I won’t hesitate to come over there and stop you myself.” I stated, being completely serious, he only laughed again. “Sure you will, Y/N.” He rolled his eyes. I raised my eyebrow, putting the food down and standing up, trudging over to him. 

My feet were directly in his sight line as he continued his actions. I sighed, lowering myself to be on the floor, sliding under him like I’ve done many times before. He always falls for it, he just doesn’t realize it. Every time he lowered himself down he would peck my lips, not that I was complaining. 

He kept doing this until I placed my hand on the back  of his slightly damp neck, keeping him from going back up again. I smirked against his lips as I felt him stop trying to pull back, “damn it.” He mumbled as he moved back so we could breathe, “you fall for it every time.” I smirked up at him, he rolled his eyes. 

“Yeah, yeah.” He sighed, lowering himself down once again, now this is a better way to spend our time.

Art and stuff

So about 2 years ago when I was at my art school(I’m still there but I’m not actually THERE there at the moment) I was taking my Drawing II class; on the first day I was kinda late so I just kinda tiptoed in and took a seat. For the most part of the first week I kinda just stayed in my spot and kept to myself like I usually do(until I make so friends). Then as the second week rolled in, I wasn’t late this time thankfully, but I noticed this cute asian guy come in and I suddenly felt my heart skip a few beats! Was this guy in the right class?! Am I in the right class?! Why haven’t I noticed him before?! He was so incredibly handsome! I’m sorry! *COVERS FACE* He was tall, and he had some long silky soft looking black hair, and he always wore hipster-ish laid-back kinda style of clothes. I just kept thinking “Wow he’s really cute!”

The weeks in class went on and I never really talked to him. I’m a pretty shy person so it’d be hard for me, especially if I’m trying to talk to a cute guy! Aaaahh but I really wanted to! I just couldn’t! Soon I started to realize that I would stare at him… A lot…! Sometimes intentionally and sometimes not. I’m just silently crushing on him while thinking, “I wonder where he’s from… Oh, he’s from Hong Kong? That’s cool!… He changed his name to a common american name but I wonder what his real name is… His hair is sooo soft and fluffy looking! I wish I could touch it without being weird… I like his clothes. So simple yet so stylish at the same time.. I wonder if he’d like me in any way…”! All of this is happening in my head until I realize that he happened to glance my way! We’re holding eye contact for a few seconds and wait… He smiled at me!! Just a cute little smile of acknowledgement, and I smile back! This happened a lot; sometimes I caught myself staring at him out of admiration and the fact that he’s handsome and other times I’m just thinking about something else like what I’m going to eat later and he just happens to be in my line of vision! But he always gives me a cute little smile and I smile back and quickly look away thinking, “Oh my god, this is the 8th damn time you’ve caught me staring at you today! I’m so sorry! Please don’t think I’m a weirdo trying to stalk you!” Sometimes if his hair would get in the way he’d get this hairpin stick and hold it in his mouth while he’d fix his hair up in a bun or a ponytail to put the hairpin in! I’d try not to stare! I honestly did but… *SIGH* 

Sometimes when I had to get up for something I’d have to walk past his drawing desk and I’d take a look at his work and his drawings were SO.FREAKING.GOOD! There was so much detail and shade and value and shit and I’m just thinking “Damn can you teach me?!” Even though I found myself still staring at him I noticed that he would sometimes already be looking at me too. I could feel my heart doing some crazy things when that would happen! One time the class had to gather around our professors computer to look at something and we both happened to stand next to each other! I wasn’t even trying to actually do it, but it just happened?! Girl, I don’t think I’ve ever seen myself blush before,(I’m light so it’d probably show up)but I probably was at that moment! My face was on fire! My heart was about to explode! Like I said before, he’s pretty tall! Well mostly everybody is gonna be taller than me, since I’m only 5'2 but still! Did he purposely stand next to me? Did the universe align for us to stand next to each other for these few minutes?! Am I just being stupid and this is all a coincidence?! I don’t know but I’m pretty happy either way! 

One day, I think it was around finals or something, he was talking to a friend about his drawing project and saying he didn’t think it was that good and that he could’ve done better(artist’s favorite set of words), and I suddenly said that I think it’s really good, that there’s a lot of detail and that I think he worked really hard on it… Wait.. Did I just say that out loud? To him? Without hesitation? Then he got adorably cute and shy and modest saying that he didn’t think it was that good enough for me to say that. That moment probably added a year or 2 to my life! Not much happened between us due to my shyness and him likely being the same way, but when the semester ended I’d still think about him and wonder what it’d be like if we were friends. 

When the next semester started we didn’t have any other classes together but sometimes I’d randomly see him. Of course my dumb self was to shy to try to speak or quietly get his attention! But one day my friend and I were walking and a guy from her class walked by and greeted her and stuff and I happened to look at the guy next to him and it was the cute asian guy I’m crushing on!!! My heart started beating so fast! And to my surprise he brightened up and smiled at me and waved! You could literally see his mood brighten up just be seeing me. Even though we don’t know each others names and have never really talked to each other, I never knew I could do that to someone! It was an amazing little feeling. After we went our own ways I told my friend about him being in my drawing class and how I had a crush on him. She agreed with me that he was definitely cute and that I should try to get to know him! I wanted to but… Arrrghh! 

So towards the end of a semester I get a call from my dad saying school was getting a little too expensive at the moment and I’d have to take a break for a while. NOOOOO!!! Ok I hate school and doing work but I didn’t want to leave my friends and this boy I’m so badly crushing on! Why is this happening?! Why?! On the last day, when everyones packing up to go home for the break, we happen to find each other again! He was standing with a small group of some friends, but kinda off to the side in his own little world, but still listening to them, and he looks up and visibly brightens up like the sun and smiles at me and gives me this cute little shy wave. The fact that he takes his mind off what his friends were saying just to look at me and wave really made me happy. Of course I do the same, but I was feeling sad since this would probably be the last time I see him again. But I was glad I somehow saw him again before I left!

I still wonder if he’s still there, but he’ll have graduated by the time I get back there. The Lord and the universe we’re probably throwing me all these signs, wishing they could just hit me, saying “Girl, I’ve been throwing y'all together randomly for a reason! Why aren’t you picking up my signs! This could’ve been your 1st boyfriend!”. But if I stick around in the art industry maybe we’ll see each other again? And maybe I’ll have some confidence this time!

US First Lady Hillary Clinton meets Donatella Dini, (architect) Gae Aulenti, Monica Vitti, (neuroscientist and Nobel Prize winner for Medicine and Biology) Rita Levi-Montalcini, Rose-Anne Bartholomew and Sophia Loren during an official visit to Rome on June 3, 1994.


A/N: Well here is the second part. I’m very excited about this whole thing. It’s a bit more mysterious but I hope you like that. Also sorry if this is written poorly I was writing it while watching the Pens win the cup. 

Word Count: 6, 848

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I was walking through the halls of the studio running a few minutes behind. Quickly entering into studio six I stopped short. She was there again, sitting in the same place as before and somehow she took my breath away even more than the last time. All because there was a small grin on her lips. 

All six eyes turned to me as I came in slightly breathless. 

“Sorry guys I’m late.” I said pulling off my jacket. 

“No worries Shawn. Y/N was keeping us entertained.” James said grinning to her. 

She bit her lip as she rolled her eyes but said nothing. 

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The Joker x Reader - “French Fries”

How you and The Joker met involves a pretty surreal story involving French fries and Arkham. Due to both parties’ impulsiveness, you got married on a whim and never had a proper wedding reception. Time to finally take care of the issue.

The Joker is 46

You are 43

You oldest son, Kase is 17

Your youngest, Kaiden just turned 16

Your sons walking in the office unexpectedly makes you jump.

“Oh my God!” Kase gasps, covering his younger brother’s eyes while pushing him out.“Don’t look!”

You are all over J in a very much needed makeout session after you just had a fight an hour ago. It was about the wedding reception coming up next month: you just can’t decide on the color of your outfits: Purple? Green? Classic black and white? After all the conflict, it’s still up in the air.

“What are you guys doing back so early?” you shout, getting off your husband’s lap and fixing your hair as you pull down the hem of your short dress; The Joker is not happy with the interruption.

“Can’t you two knock?!” he snarls, trying to regain control of himself.

“We thought you weren’t here; so sorry,” they elbow each other, silently snickering outside the door.

“Be grateful we weren’t naked!” the Prince of Crime points out, winking and you mutter a faint “Stop teasing them.”

“Ewww, dad,” Kaiden scrunches up his face, holding the folder they wanted to leave in the office for both of you.

“How do you think you two showed up, hm?” J buttons up his shirt, only the 2 bottom buttons of course.

“Jesus, dad, we don’t need a visual!” your oldest son complains, patiently waiting to come in.

“Are you guys decent now?” Kaiden asks after texting one of his friends.

“Yeah, come in,” their father announces and you go back to sitting in his lap since you can’t help it.

The two boys stroll inside the office again and you are handed the binder you were expecting: new updates about Arkham’s security policy.

“I though you’ll be gone all day,” you look at them, admiring how much they look like you and J.

“That was the plan, but then uncle Frost… (a low grumble from your husband) “…said he was able to obtain this for you and he dropped us off so we can bring it over. We knew it is important so we just came back.”

“Uncle Frost!” the eruption is quick to follow. “Give me a break!” The Joker hates the fact that your kids call you best friend “uncle”. “Isn’t it enough that I have to put up with him being your mom’s best friend? He’s not your uncle. Period!!!”

Well, this is going downhill very fast; you and your boys know something needs to be done: J has to be distracted.

“So, dad, you met mom during Arkham prison time, right?” Kase points out towards the folder that is currently placed on the desk, taking a sit on the couch by his brother.

J stops his rant, takes a deep breath and switches his focus on the new subject – one of his favorites.

“Yes, in the cafeteria. They brought me there every day in the strait jacket, chained me to the chair at the table in the left corner…Remember that, Pumpkin?” the roar is fast to follow and you yank at his holster, pleased at the memory.


“It was my recreational time; I wasn’t allowed to eat with the others. Nobody even looked my way. Until one day, I see this woman walking towards me, a fellow inmate, apparently. She seemed out of it, probably from the meds, quite awkward in that orange jumpsuit that was definitely not her color. “

“Yuck, horrible color indeed,” you recall, shivering with disgust.

“Anyway, she just comes over, drags a chair from a nearby table and slams this plate full of French fries in front of me. She takes a bite out of a fry and feeds me the other half. I really wanted to snap her fingers with my teeth but I didn’t. You know why?” he addresses his sons and there’s no answer. “Because she smelled like chaos, despair and slaughter.”

“My natural pheromones,” you cross your legs and J squeezes you harder towards him.

“Exactly! She looked like crap and so insane I was smitten. I asked for her name and she didn’t answer.”

“That’s because I didn’t remember it ; the stuff they have me was very strong. I just saw this guy sitting alone at a table without a plate and I thought I should give him something to eat.  I didn’t even realize it was the King of Gotham,” you explain to the kids again, your heart beating so fast recalling stuff you are very emotionally attached to.

“You mom kept on coming day after day and shared her fries with me: always munching on them first, then gave me the other half.”

Every time the story is told, there’s always new details emerging, one crazier than the other.

“I didn’t know this part!” Kaiden admits and his sibling agrees.

“Oh yes, it happened,” The Joker bites his lower lip, enticed. ”After about 10 days she stopped coming. I didn’t want to care but it bugged me. I really had to fight with myself on that one, but I behaved for a whole week and as a reward I was allowed to roam around the cafeteria for once. I searched for your mom and there she was: alone at a table, staring at her empty plate, completely gone.”

“Yeap, they changed my meds so I was even more screwed up,” the simple explanation makes your boys laugh.

“Anyway,” their father continues, “ I kicked her chair and she didn’t even blink. I think you hold the record, Doll: I’ve never seen anybody gazing at something without blinking for so long.”

“ I can still do it,” you proudly utter and your butt gets pinched.

“Good Kitty,” J whispers in your ear and the boys suspect there is something going on but not sure since it was a very discreet gesture. “So,” he gets all pumped up again,” I took the plate, filled it with fries and placed it in front of her. She didn’t move so I said: ‘Eat your stupid potatoes, craziness.’ Nothing. Your mom was completely bonkers. I kicked a guy off his chair at a nearby table, grabbed it and sat by your mom. Took a fry, bit off it and gave the rest to her. She actually ate it and I kept on doing that until the fries were gone. “

“That’s pretty amazing, dad,” Kase praises the tale, immersed in the topic.

“Right?!” The Joker huffs, full of arrogance. “When Frost and my men came to bail me out of there, I searched for your mom, don’t ask me why,” he lifts his shoulders up, not having an explanation after so many years.

“Jonny was the one that carried me outside after they found me,” you bring it up, delighted. “ I wasn’t in great shape to walk so he lift me up in his arms and stomped on the corridor ; your dad was too busy beating the shit out of two guards that were mean to him with a baseball bat. He looked so classy while doing it and I thought: ‘My God, what a perfect man, adding such a personal touch to his revenge; no gun, just him and his bat.’ “

“I am perfect,” your husband scoffs and Kase softly kicks his brother’s shin, trying not to draw attention to his signal; he holds in the laugh and continues to listen.

“I remember that I sneezed on Jonny’s impeccable suit and instead of getting mad, he smiled and said ‘bless you’…”

“Hold on!” Kaiden interrupts, “Uncle Frost smiles?!”

“Smartass!” you snap, “Just like your father,” and you are getting groped as revenge.

“Bad Kitty!” J growls and you giggle, starting to kiss him all over his cheeks, forehead, temples, then peck his lips.

“Jeez, dad, you’re 46!” the youngest son discloses with a grimace. “Aren’t you embarrassed to have mom spoil you like this?!”

“No! Why should I be embarrassed?! I deserve it !” he answers, irritated.

“U-hum,” you mutter, amused and aware he means it. “Did I ever tell you I was the one that asked your dad to marry me?” you divert everyone’s attention to the new, captivating plot.

“No way!!” the two siblings shout in the same time.

“Yes, after only two weeks we escaped Arkham, I said: “You should marry me, Green Hair.” And your voice goes low, imitating The Joker: “ Why?”; “Because I shared my fries with you,” I replied and your father agreed: “Fair enough.”  Now, if this is not the most romantic thing ever, then I am totally insane,” you conclude, kissing your husband.

Your teenage kids gaze at one another, puzzled: they have no idea how you two function since you live in your own little world; a real mystery.

“So you got married only after 2 weeks?!” Kase double checks, surprised by the revelation.

“Yes. Like, why would we need more?!” J responds, not understand what the fuss is about. “We got married the next day. Frost was the witness and I’ll never forget the look on the reverend’s face while held at gunpoint, officiating the fastest marriage ever. We were out of there in 10 minutes, huh, Pumpkin?”

“Yes, it was super-fast,” you regretfully sigh. ”Never had a reception.”

“That night, there were fireworks, I’m telling you,” The Joker winks and the boys protest.

“For heaven’s sake dad, really?!”
“ You two have dirty minds; there were fireworks because it was the 4th of July,” the wicked chuckle resonates in the office. “So much fun to tease them,” J reckons, thrilled to have someone to taunt all the time.

“Stop messing with my babies,” you pout, but he knows you enjoy it also.

“What are you boys up to?” their father wants to know about his sons’ plans.

Kase opens his mouth to report on what’s going on but J cuts him off.

“Hold that thought, I suddenly have an itch that only your mom can scratch!”

“Jeez, dad!!!”

“Seriously?!” the protests are fast to follow his comment.

“You kids have a really dirty mind, definitely my offsprings ,” the proud observation coming from the Joker makes them shake their heads as you take a deep breath, knowing there is nothing you can do about it. At least it’s funny. “I have an itch here, on my shoulder and since Y/N is right here, she can scratch it for me.”

They both roll their eyes and J slaps your waist, excited:
“They’re soooo much fun to pick on!” the malicious snicker echoes in the room again.

“Well,” Kase reports, “ I have a date tonight with Aria.” (That’s Frost’s daughter)

“NO!!!” your husband barks.

“What?! WHY???” your oldest objects, unhappy at his dad’s refusal.

“One date is gonna lead to another and God knows what else and before we know it I’ll be related to Frost!”

You want to laugh so badly it’s hard to hold it in.

“Baby, it’s just a date,” you try to cool him down, gently tracing the collar of his white shirt. “They always hang out anyway, so…what’s an official date added to that?”

“No way in hell! Did you kiss her yet?”

“Yeah, many times,” the teenager swiftly spits out, and you smile to yourself because you already knew the little secret.

“Shit!! I’m gonna be related to Frost!” J panics, displeased and he shoves himself into you, feeling he’s starting to sweat from anxiety.

“They are just teenagers, handsome, you are thinking too far ahead,” you state the evident detail, kissing his Damaged tattoo.

“He’s not going!” J fumes, determined to stop any kind of actions that might lead to him being related to your best friend. The ideas he gets…

“But dad…” your son has a vague comeback and his younger brother warns him to shut up.

“I don’t wanna be related to Frost, don’t make me repeat myself one more time! “ The Joker shouts, antagonized.

You wink at your sons, then turn your attention towards the third child you have:

“If your dad says no, then it’s a no,” and they get up to leave.

“Fine…” Kase sulks and his sibling opens the door so they can both get out. Once the boys are on the hallway, they silently high five, smirking.

“Mom got this!” oldest mutters, relieved. “I’m going to take a shower soon and get ready for tonight.”

“Can I come too?” Kaiden begs since he doesn’t want to be left behind.

“No way, dude! Find your own date!” he shows his brother away and they start horsing around on the way to the kitchen.

In the meantime, you got on the desk, keeping your feet on J’s lap while he tries to figure out why the damned computer just froze. You sigh, puckering your lips, which prompts the question:

“What’s wrong, Doll?”

“Too bad we got interrupted, hm?”

“Yeah, no kidding. Those kids need a life, teenagers are supposed to be out and about, this way we can have fun too.”

You pretend to be upset and scoot over more towards the edge of the desk.

“Mmmmm, since my baby can’t have fun, I’m not in the mood for too much either.”

“What do you mean?” The Joker licks his silver teeth, intrigued.

“A shame you didn’t even get to see what I’m wearing under this dress…”

“What exactly are you wearing under your dress?” He wants to sound totally uninterested, but you know better.

“Purple lace, one of the most outrageous, obscene and vile pieces of lingerie you’ve ever seen.” J is absolutely obsessed with purple lace, one of his few weaknesses.

“Your strategy is not going to work, Pumpkin. I don’t care; he’s not going on that date.”

You lift your shoulders up, playing with your nails.

“Can I…e-hem…” he fakely coughs, “…get a little glimpse to see what I’m missing on?”

“If you insist,” and you pull down on your front zipper, revealing the outfit in all its might and glory.

“Fuck!” he gulps, scrolling back on his chair so he can see better. “That is niiiice. Daddy likes it, get over here!”

“Nooo, I don’t feel like doing anything anymore; plus, the boys are here also, so…”

“Playing hard to get, huh?”

“If my baby can go on his date, I might be happier also…” you playfully tap your toes on his knees, zipping up your dress again.

You sons barely made it to the kitchen when you peak inside, triumphantly announcing:

“Honey, you’re going on that date with Aria.”

“I knew it!” Kase comes and strains in order to lift you up in his arms.

“Don’t break your back, Casanova!” you point out and he puts you down, panting, kissing your cheek in the process.

“You’re the best mom!” he compliments you, feverish it all worked in his favor.

“I know,” you caress his face, turning around to leave and thinking: “the purple lace strikes again.”

You’re almost out of the kitchen when your oldest has an outburst:

“I wish dad was more like you, mom. Sometimes he can be such a jerk!”

You freeze in place, your right eye twitching.

“What did you just say?!” you spin on your heels to face him, being so mad your ears are ringing. Kaiden gets frightened seeing how menacing you look walking towards his brother. “Did you just call my husband a jerk?!”

“Ummm…I …I…didn’t mean to,” Kase stutters, realizing he’s in big trouble.

“Your father might be a jerk, but that’s for me to assess and deal with, do we understand each other?!” you raise your voice, pissed. Kaiden places himself in between you two, alarmed – you’ve never direct such anger towards them before and he knows it’s dangerous to keep you in this state.

“Mom, mom, he didn’t mean it, you know he’s stupid! Mom, please look at me!” he cups your face, forcing you to glare at him. “Mom, please…he didn’t mean to…” he repeats, scared to see how you get when you can’t control yourself.

You exhale a few times, struggling to keep it together.

“You’re lucky you’re my kid! If I ever hear you disrespecting your dad again, you’re going to regret it for the rest of your life. I shared my fries with him and I never share my fries, so don’t talk like this again! Did I make myself clear?” you sneer, annoyed.
“Yes, mom, I’m sorry, alright? I didn’t mean it…” he whispers, startled.

“No date!!!” you decide and your boy is stunned. “ No cell, no TV, no computer, no tablet, no Play Station for 2 weeks!!!” and you signal for his phone which he gives up right away, figuring out it can get worse if he doesn’t comply.

You snag the phone from his hand and head towards the balcony to chill.

“You’re an idiot!” his younger brother concludes, still shaking from the commotion.”What is wrong with you?!”


Kase decides to go talk to his dad, maybe there is something he might be willing to do to shorten the sentence.

“What’s the ruckus about?” The Joker growls, still trying to figure out why the computer is acting out.

“I said something I shouldn’t have and that woman took it out of proportion,”  his son whines, not comprehending the extent of his new offense. “Now I’m grounded for 2 weeks.”

His father stops typing and adjusts his gold bracelets, then lifts his cold, blue eyes to stare at his kid.

“Did you…just…called your mother…that woman?!” A few bones crack in his neck and to say he is furious would be an understatement.

“Ummm…Yes, I did, I’m sorry, I really didn’t mean to,” Kase wants to patch up his huge mistake, backing out towards the exit, unsettled.

That woman,” he gets up his chair, slamming his fist on the heavy oak desk,” shared her dumb potatoes with me at Arkham, and she never shares her fries. Do not disrespect my wife or I swear you will deeply regret it, understand??!!!!” J shouts, trying to control himself since this is his own son, otherwise he would probably be dead now.

“Y-yes dad,” Kase stammers, fleeing the office before it gets worse but its’ too late.

“Add 3 more weeks to those 2 your mother punished you with!” the grave, deep voice makes him aware while his younger brother punches his side, irked:

“You’re a moron!! If you keep it up, you’ll be grounded until you’re 40! A complete ass!!!”

“I don’t need this from you,” Kase pushes away his sibling, bitter and resentful.

But after about 30 minutes, he decides that is better if he apologizes to both you and J.

He goes into the office and it’s deserted.

“Mom? Dad?” he takes a quick look around. “Where are they?” Kase mutters, intrigued. “Hey, Kaiden, are mom and dad upstairs?” he yells and the reply confirms:

“No, not here, maybe on the balcony?”

The penthouse is pretty big, on two levels, 7 bedrooms and 4 bathrooms, the huge living room being the center of it, plus the kitchen and the balcony. Even so, it shouldn’t be that hard to find one’s parents. But there is no trace of you two.

“Kaideeennnn!” Kase shouts again, “I think they abandoned the nest again and sneaked out to go on one of their little dates!”

“You mean robbery?” his brother comes out of the bedroom, gathering his long hair in a messy bun.

“Yeah, that! Wanna go and catch a movie? I’m grounded, but only from electronics.”

“Might as well since we’re home alone. Hold on, I need to get my gold bracelets!” (just in case you were wondering which son takes more after J).

After the boys leave, you and The Joker come out from under the desk you were hiding. When Kase barged into the office, you and J were beneath it, plugging and unplugging cords, messing with the wiring, trying to figure out why the computer doesn’t work. You stopped what you were doing, deciding not to disclose your whereabouts. Now that the kids are out of there, you’ll have some privacy with your husband. The little strategy worked and you are more than happy to enjoy some fun time.

Unfortunately, the boys came straight home after the movie. They walk inside and it’s dark.

“They’re not here yet,” Kase stretches, walking in front of his brother and when they take the corner to get to their rooms, they notice the door cracked opened to the master bathroom, candle light flickering in the darkness. Water splashes, you giggle and their father purrs so loud they feel the need to make their presence known right away:
“Ummm, we’re back…” Kaiden sniffles, clenching to his brother’s arm.

“What?!” they hear your displeased comment and J groans, fed up with all the disruptions.

“Hold on, baby, I’ll take care of this,” you kiss him before getting out of the Jacuzzi. You grab your fluffy robe and get out on the hallway, turning the lights on.

“Hi, mom,” they both greet, looking guilty like they did something wrong when in fact…they didn’t.

“Aaahhh, my beautiful boys,” you get in between them, taking their arms and guiding them downstairs. “Why are you home so early, hm?”

“It’s 10pm, mom,” you youngest shyly attempts to bring it to your knowledge.

“So early! You teenagers are supposed to be out there, doing crazy stuff that young people do.” You make them walk towards the elevator, not before stopping in front of the armoire and taking out hundred dollars bills that you stash in their pockets until they don’t fit anymore. “Go have fun, the night is young!” you encourage, pushing them inside the elevator when the doors open. “Kiss!” you point out towards your cheeks and they each kiss one in the same time. “Have fun!” you wink before the elevator’s door close.

On the way down, the siblings look at each other, puzzled.

“Did we…did we just kicked out the penthouse so our parents can have sex?!” your oldest son addresses Kase, scratching his arm with the new tattoo he got last week.

“Obviously…How much do we have?” his brother inquires, trying to put together the pile of hundred dollar bills you gave him.

“Not sure…” Kaiden takes a visual of both their monetary resources, concluding: “A few thousands?”

“Acceptable amount for a decent night out. You do realize we have the best parents ever, right?”

“Pffftt, suuuuuure,” his brother replies and they push each other around, snickering all the way down.


Tomorrow is the big day: you’ll finally have the wedding reception you never had.

The Joker goes into the bedroom, carrying a small box. He places it on the nightstand on your side of the bed and heads out of the room, but Kase blocks the exit.

“Where are you going, dad?” he crosses his arms on his chest in disapproval.

“To get your mom so we can go to sleep,” J squints his eyes, not seeing the big picture.

“NO! It’s bad luck to see the bride before the wedding,” and Kase slams the door in his father’s face, locking it from the outside.

“Are you kidding me?!” a very vexed Joker bangs at the door. “I’m already married to her; we’ll just have the reception. Open up!”

“Nope, you’re not sleeping in the same room tonight, gotta keep some traditions going!”

“I can’t sleep without her, open up, don’t piss me off!”

“No way, dad, not this time!”
Three doors up, you were looking for some items in the guest bedroom and now that you are done, you should probably go to sleep so you are heading out of the room when Kaiden blocks your way.

“Where are you going, mom?”

“To sleep,” you divulge, wanting to pass by but he won’t bulge.

“No, mom! Dad can’t see you tonight. It’s bad luck to see the bride before the wedding.”

“We are already married, you silly child, we’ll just have the reception.”
“No, mom!” and the door gets slammed in your face and locked on the outside.

“What in the world?! …Open up, don’t annoy me! You know I can’t sleep without your dad!”
“You’ll have to, mom, gotta keep up the tradition!”

And the brothers meet up in the middle of the distance separating your temporary prisons, fist bumping and pleased at their little perfect plan to keep you apart for the night.

Meanwhile, you found a solution to your problem: you are walking on the railing constructed on the outside of the building, carefully moving with your back against the brick wall. The cement railing leading to the master bedroom is not very thick so you don’t even look down from the 30th floor, hoping you’ll not get dizzy since you hate heights. You finally reach your destination and knock on the window. J is still at the door, annoyed he has to put up with his crazy kids and their crazy ideas.

“Princess!” The Joker grins when he sees you and rushes to open the window so you can slip inside.

“Ssstttt!” you smile and jump in his arms. “Keep your voice down, we have to let them think they won, otherwise they’ll keep bugging us!” you whisper in his ear, glad you will be able to sleep since you can’t afford dark circles and baggy eyes tomorrow.

“I was thinking to do the same,” he points out towards the window, moaning when you keep on biting and kissing his neck in frenzy. “I got you something, Doll! Consider it a wedding gift,” J places you on the table and grabs the little box he placed on the night stand earlier.

“Yum, it smells good, what is it?” you open it with the outmost curiosity and…”OH MY GOD!!!!” you look at him, stunned. “Are these…Arkham French fries?! “

“Surprise!” he chuckles, keeping it low. “I had to pull some strings to get the damned potatoes but…here they are. Still warm.”

“Wanna share?” you hop off the table and clasp his hand, taking refuge in the walk - in closet. After you seal the door, you feel this is your new fortress so you start eating the fries. “Wow, baby, they taste the same. Do you reckon they have the same cook?!” you lean your head on his shoulder, biting half of one piece and feeding him the other half.

“Wouldn’t be surprised,” he licks his lips, pleased he got you so excited with the little present. “Trapped in there just like the rest of the inmates.”

“Probably,” you sigh and slide down to the floor, continuing to munch on your food.

“Holy crap!” your husband gasps when notices a small piece of your reception gown coming out from under the plastic wrap. “Is that…purple lace?!”
“U-hum,” you nod your head and he gets worked up.

“How am I supposed to make it throughout the day with you wearing that?! I might have to steal you away for a couple of hours so I can get it out of my system,” he yanks you in his arms, roughly kissing you.

“I was counting on that,” the naughty look on your face lets him know. “Auuchhh,” you protest in pain when his hands go down your back.

“What is it?”

“It still hurts a bit,” you uncomfortably squirm in his lap and turn around a bit so he can see. “I got it this morning,” and you lift your shirt up, disclosing the patched up skin at the bottom of your back. “Take a look; it’s one of your gifts!”

The Joker peels the bandage and gasps: your new tattoo represents a pile of fries and hearts, having “I only share with Mister J” written around it.

“I fucking love it!” he caresses the skin, aroused. “It makes me wanna…” and he stops, devouring you with his blue gaze.

“What, Daddy? Makes you wanna  do what?” you outline his lips, mesmerized.

“…eat more fries!” he gropes you and you start laughing so hard he has to cover your mouth. “Shush, those crazy kids will hear you!” but he’s laughing too so you have to cover his mouth. After you calm down, you take another fry from the almost gone supply, take a bite out of it and give J the rest, not wanting to waste any.

After all, you got married because of these damned things.



Monthly Troubles

(requested by anon)

Kai Parker x Reader
word count : 1 963
warning : slight smut
summary : Reader is on her period and Kai is trying to be cute which only ends up annoying her but she is too shy to tell him whats happening , but he figures it out on his own.
* gif by christopherwooddaily

Y/N woke up with cramps in her stomach. Instinctively she curled into a ball on her bed pulling the sheets and covers with her, her hands holding onto her stomach. Those days of the month were the worst , not all times but most of them. Usually she’d stay home curled up the same way on her bed or the couch , wait it out  until the pain went away. This time however was different because her boyfriend Kai Parker was in the next room. She could hear the clattering of dishes and pans from the kitchen as he was making breakfast. Kai was the best , always loving and caring towards her… Today tho she didn’t want him around. Those days of the month also included crankiness and last thing she wanted was to get him upset with her but Y/N didn’t know how to tell him she was on her period. She was too shy to do so.
Another cramp followed and Y/N curled into a tighter ball , closing her eyes wincing at the pain. Being human is awesome , but on days like that she wanted to just stop being one for a few days.
A few moments later Kai walked into her bedroom with a food tray with pancakes , bacon , orange juice , coffee and a small vase with a flower in it.  He left the tray on the far end of the bed and leaned in towards her from behind , kissing her neck gently while wrapping his arm around her.
“Morning princess.” he said smiling , making her roll to her other side until she faced him. Kai pressed his lips against hers kissing her briefly. “How did you sleep ? Hope I didn’t wake you earlier…”
Kai was looking at her with his smoky blue eyes which always made her heart flutter , her knees weak and sent butterflies in her stomach. He was waiting for her to smile back at him like always and attack him with a long good morning kiss as usual. He always kissed her briefly , enough to start a fire in her and make her want more. Instead Y/N just stared at him without saying a word, closing her eyes for a few seconds trying hard not to let the pain show on her face as another cramp followed. Kai tucked in a strand of hair behind her ear , tapping her nose.
“Where is the smile?” he teased. “Smile or I will tickle  you until you do.”
Y/N kept starring at him , wishing he’d just stop being so cute all the time. On any other morning by this point she would’ve smiled widely , snuggled closer to him as he fed her as he always demanded. A deep sigh escaped her lips and she pulled the covers over her head to hide her face from him.  It wasn’t his fault she was in pain and not in a mood at all. Y/N felt his hands trying tickle her through the sheets , hoping to get her to smile.
“I woke you up , didn’t I ?” he said with a hint of a smile in his voice. “Sorry about that. I’ll make it up to you , promise.”
“It’s not that.” she mumbled.
“She speaks.” said Kai poking her in the stomach. “What is it sweetheart ? Tell me. You know there isn’t a thing I wouldn’t do for my girl. I would cross the oceans , walk through fire … Tho the last one would be painful and would probably kill me but I’d still do it for you.” he said, poking her stomach again.
Suddenly Y/N pulled over the covers from her head , her hair a complete mess from it. Kai was being annoyingly cute with his smile not leaving his face , poking her every few minutes in an attempt to get her to smile.
“You look so cute with your hair all messed up.” he teased. “Though I like it better when I am the one to mess it up like that.”
Y/N shot him a warning glare. Kai couldn’t understand what was happening , what he had done to get her this upset with him. He thought back but couldn’t come up with anything that could make her act like this. Everything had been fine the night before. They had cuddled and she had fallen asleep in his arms while he had been  stroking her hair gently. Y/N seemed on edge , she placed her hand on her forehead starring at the ceiling. Just as he was about to ask again she curled up into a ball again , a low pain filled groan leaving her lips.
“Are you okay ?” he asked concerned. “Whats wrong ?”
“I’m f-fine just … stuff.” she mumbled , wincing in pain again. Her entire body felt tense , every muscle hurt and she felt as if someone was trying to yank her stomach out of her body. Kai tried to touch her but she pulled away.
“Come on princess , you know you can tell me anything.”
Clearly something was wrong and he didn’t understand why Y/N wouldn’t just tell him like she usually would. Then he thought back to the last time she had been acting that weird around him … a month ago , and then the previous month too. How hadn’t he figured it out earlier ?
“Oh.” he whispered. “I’ll be right back.”
Kai got off the bed , moving the food tray to her desk a few meters away and walked out of the room. Y/N stared after him , slowly sitting on the bed and sighed. She wished she wasn’t that shy and would just tell him. Seeing him like this - thinking he is the one who had done something… thought she already suspected he knew. Kai went back to the kitchen , boiling water for tea. While he waited , Kai searched through the kitchen cabinets looking for her favourite dark chocolate with whole nuts. It always seemed to cheer her up and make her feel better whenever something was wrong. A few moments later the water was ready and he made her camomile tea to help with the pains and headed back towards the bedroom only to find her hiding under the covers again. He sighed , leaving the cup with tea and the chocolate on her nightstand before gently pulling the covers away and sneaking them with her.
“Come here.” said Kai as she snuggled closer to him. “Why didn’t you tell me ?”
“Cuz its embarrassing…” she whispered. “Wait … did you sme-”
“No. I just made the connection between today and the last couple of times you were upset with me without apparent reason.” said Kai softly kissing her forehead and placing his hand on her stomach rubbing it gently. “It’s not embarrassing , its… girl stuff.” he laughed awkwardly. “I am going to take care of you until its over.”
“Thank you.”
“Always sweetheart.” he said reaching for the chocolate. “Hey do you want some ? I know you love this one …it has whole hazelnuts in it.” he teased , breaking a piece of the chocolate bar. “And almonds too..”
Y/N opened her mouth waiting for him to feed her as usual and Kai smiled.
“I made you tea too to help with the cramps.” he said softly. “Though I think this will help you a lot more.” Kai rubbed her stomach  gently clockwise and then counter clockwise over and over , kissing her forehead from time to time.
“Can we stay all day together like this ?” she asked softly , with a hint of smile in her voice.
“Anything you want princess.”
Kai had been right - him rubbing her stomach had helped a lot more than the tea and a part of her wondered if he had used magic or something to dull the pain. By the end of the day her mood had improved a lot. Kai was so nice to her , carrying her around the house just in case it causes any more cramps. They spent most of the afternoon on the couch watching Tom and Jerry as a distraction. The few times her stomach started to hurt again , Kai would pull her closer to him and rub her stomach again while talking and talking about everything just to distract her.
Later on they sat in the kitchen having dinner together , Kai holding her hand on the table his thumb rubbing circles on her hand when suddenly Y/N stood up from her chair.
“Where are you going ?” he asked starting to get up only to have her push him back on the chair , sitting on his lap and his hands instantly found their way on her waist. She hooked her hands around his neck looking into his eyes for a long moment. Kai tried to say something but she shushed him with a kiss. “You must feel better.” he smiled pulling her closer to him.
Y/N swung her hand over her head , pulling her hair to the side.
“I do actually. Thanks to my blue eyed handsome hero in shining armour.” she said smiling a second before kissing him again. Kai’s hands slid up her back towards her head pushing her lips closer to him. She tug on his lower lip at the end of the kiss , smiling widely at him afterwards. He couldn’t tear his eyes off her - her smile , her eyes , the way she slightly tilted her head when she wanted something. Kai could see Y/N’s eyes darting between his eyes and his lips. A split second later Kai’s lips crashed against hers , drowning her in a demanding kiss. Her hips swayed on his crotch as she moved closer to him. He could feel his pants getting tighter around him with her every move. Kai’s lips left kisses all the way her jaw line towards her neck , kissing every inch. Y/N arched her back towards the table a little as Kai’s hands slid under her shirt cupping her breasts. Her eyes were gazing into his , seeing how they had turned a darker shade of blue.
“It’s a little hot in here isn’t it?” she asked with a mischievous spark in her eyes , pulling her shirt over her head.
“Y/N… we shouldn’t … not when you ar-”
“Shhh..” her lips pressed against his at the same time her hands gripped on his shirt pulling it over his head. For a second they gazed longingly into each other’s eyes before they lips crashed against each other. Y/N tilted her head giving Kai full access to her neck to bite , kiss , do whatever he wanted. He kissed her neck leaving wet sloppy kisses all over.
“You are driving me crazy …” he whispered in her ear , biting on her earlobe.
Y/N ran her fingers through her hair , feeling Kai’s lips leaving soft kisses on their way to her chest. He looked up with his brilliantly blue eyes that always made her weak as he pressed the flat of his tongue onto her left breasts , swirling his tongue around her nipple. Meanwhile his hand massaged the other , listening to the soft moans tumbling off her lips.
“MMmmm that feels so good.” she whispered.
Kai trailed his way back to her neck leaving kisses all over , his hands holding her steady as he sucked on a spot and then another and another marking her as his. Y/N’s head was spinning , feeling his lips on her body , his tongue drawing circles across the sore spots. Only he could make her feel this way - like her body was on fire , just with one touch. He brushed his fingers against her cheek rubbing his nose lightly against hers.
“I love you.” he said, lovingly gazing into her eyes.
“I love you more.” replied Y/N , kissing him briefly.
“I love you most.“ 

MASTERLIST March / April 2017

“I work in car rentals. I’m waiting for a customer right now. It’s already been five years since I started doing this work at 19. Honestly, when I was younger, I did Judo. I started during 2nd grade and kept doing it until my first year of high school. During the summer of that year, I started a match, but my leg bent wrong and I tore my ACL. Even though I went through physical therapy and was exercising again, my body never performed the same again. Because I had to stop doing what I had done for 9 years so suddenly, I spent a lot of time wandering about. My parents tried to understand what I was going through. Even so, I caused trouble and just stayed out all the time. I wanted to hang out with my friends, but I ran out of money so I started doing the work I’m still earning from now. From time to time, I meet up with the friends I used to do sports with. I even have a friend who got a medal in the Asian Games. Even though I’ve got more money, I’m jealous of those that got to keep doing sports. Now, my relationship with my parents is great. We travel abroad with the money I make, and we talk a lot, too. We don’t talk much about when I did Judo though… I even passed my high school graduation exam a few years ago.”

“저는 차량임대업을 해요. 지금은 손님을 기다리는 중이에요. 19살 때부터 일을 시작해서 벌써 5년차예요. 사실 저는 어려서 유도를 했었어요. 초등학교 2학년 때 시작해서 고1 때까지 했어요. 고등학교 1학년 여름에 시합을 나갔는데 다리가 잘못되어 십자인대가 나갔어요. 이후 재활치료를 받으면서 다시 운동을 해봐도 몸이 따라주지 않더라고요. 9년 동안 하던 운동을 갑자기 못하게 되니까 방황을 많이 했어요. 그 때 부모님이 제 눈치를 많이 보셨어요. 그런데도 저는 사고치고 다니면서 아예 집에 안 들어갔어요. 친구들이랑 놀고 싶은데 돈이 부족해서 일을 시작한 게 지금까지 이어지고 있는 거예요. 가끔씩 예전에 운동 같이 했던 친구들 만나요. 아시안게임 나와서 메달 딴 친구도 있어요. 금전적으로는 내가 여유가 많지만 계속 운동을 하는 모습이 부러울 뿐이죠. 지금은 부모님과 사이 엄청 좋아요. 돈 벌어서 같이 해외여행도 다니고 얘기도 많이 해요. 유도했을 적 얘기는 잘 안하시지만… 그리고 몇 년 전에는 고등학교 검정고시도 봤어요.”

im Overwhelmed w/ affection for my bf rn

MC in Wonderland Part II

I’m queueing some more hcs that I’m finishing this Sunday before I officially go into hiatus tomorrow, so you might see them popping up on your dash throughout the next 2 weeks (they’re already in various stages of writing, I just have to tie up the loose ends).

Here’s part two of the (wild) Alice AU as promised. Enjoy!


[Part I]

Part II - Crazy Party Wonderland

  • You notice the water level receding as you went further downstream
  • You’re finally able to let go of the log you were holding on to and wander into a forest of sorts
  • But were dripping wet and it was cold
  • No, not “wet“ in the fun way. Get your mind out of the gutter
  • Hearing voices from beyond the bushes, you go towards it
  • You find several distressed-looking birds who were grumbling and squeezing water from their feathers.
  • Wait, no. Weren’t those people in animal suits? You never know.

Yoosung / Dodo bird

  • “Excuse me…are… are you guys okay?“
  • The guy in the white birb suit turns, and it’s… Yoosung?!?
  • “Oh? Yeah, we’re fine, it’s just that it suddenly flooded, and it didn’t even rain! Can you believe it?“
  • “Yeah, and now we’re soaked! Oh dear, and I still need to meet my sister’s fiancee!“ another person in a pink flaming-o suit piped in (Sarah?!?)
  • You laugh nervously because they were talking to the cause of the flood, a.k.a. YOU.
  • “Ahahaha. I wonder what caused it too. But this is Wonderland, so stuff like this happens once in awhile, right? “
  • “Uhuh. Miss, excuse me if it’s rude, but it’s the first time I saw you around here. What’s your name?“
  • “Me? It’s MC. And you are….? Oh, wait, let me guess… you’re a dove, right?“
  • “Nope. We’re relatives though. I’m Dodo Dodgson. Nice to meet you, MC!“
  • No, MC. DON’T LAUGH. Pfft.
  • However, the flaming-o throws a tantrum and stomps around
  • “Ugh, stop talking already! I have a dinner to attend!”
  • Ugh, still a b*tch even in birb form
  • Yoosung rubs his chin thoughtfully, seemingly deep in thought
  • “I guess we’d get dry faster if we race in a circle.“
  • “Race in a circle? How would you determine the winner?“ a vulture who looks like Dr. Lee asks
  • “Well, you can stop anytime you want, but because it’s a circle with no determined start and finish, everybody wins when they stop! But… the prize… maybe MC can give us prizes?“
  • “Me??? I don’t know, I don’t really have anything in my pockets.“
  • “Check your pockets?“
  • You follow Yoosung’s advice and check them, and true enough, you find hair clips, a lipstick, a round glass, and space candy (konpeito)
  • You were quite sure they weren’t there before, but… how?
  • “Will these do?“
  • “They’re perfect!“
  • So you join them in the race until your clothes dry, and awarded the prizes to everyone.
  • Yoosung was the last to stop, and you gave him the clips.
  • He looks so grateful to you, especially when you put them on him
  • “Th-thank you, MC! I love them!“
  • Cute, blushing mess
  • Precious baby aaaaaaa
  • However, because you gave everything away, you didn’t have a prize for yourself
  • Yoosung points this out and you shrug, saying that it’s fine.
  • Not on his watch though. There has to be something!
  • “Well, if you insist, then I’d like to have the directions to the Queen’s castle. Do you know how to get there?“
  • “Y-you can’t go there as easily, but you would need an invitation from the duchess, MC. Oh, but I can accompany you to her house if you want!“
  • You readily agree, talking about this and that on the way there.

  • Not long after, you see the mansion, but Yoosung declines to accompany you any further because of the duchess’s cat.
  • “But why? Aren’t you good friends?“
  • “How… how can you say that, MC? He tried to eat me three times! Three!“ he cries, running away before you register that he meant “eat“ literally.
  • It wasn’t as far anyway, so you walk the rest of the way.

Vanderwood / Duchess

  • You were about to go up the porch steps when a hand touches your shoulder and you find no body attached to it.
  • RUN MC
  • A familiar, disembodied voice laughs, and the rest of the body appears before you to reveal… Saeyoung.
  • “Ahahaha, you should’ve seen your expression, MC! You looked so scared, I thought your eyeballs would pop from their sockets!“
  • “I’m also happy that some things never change even in Wonderland, Cheshire. I need an invitation from the duchess to see the queen; will you help me?“
  • “Oh, um… that…“
  • The door flies open and Vanderwood comes out wearing a huge purple headdress and a black gown with leopard print linings.
  • “Get back here, you lazy ca—- I’m sorry miss, but we don’t take visitors today. Come back in, hmmm…. Maybe never,“ he turns to shut the door, but you keep him from closing it by wedging your foot between the door and the frame
  • “Please, I just need an invitation to the queen’s castle! Won’t you help me? I promise to let you lock up Se– Cheshire so he can finish his job for the agency!“
  • Saeyoung in the background : “MC, HOW COULD YOU?!? I THOUGHT WE LOVED EACH OTHER????“
  • Vanderwood opens the door a little wider and steps back a bit
  • “You should’ve said so earlier. Wait here,“ he says, disappearing inside for a few minutes as you wait with Saeyoung outside
  • He returns after a while, and shoves a sealed envelope at you and pushes a screaming Echo girl at you.
  • “Her cup D’s don’t interest me if her brain doesn’t work, so take her with you. Cheshire will lead you to the castle, but don’t forget your end of the bargain, MC“
  • He shuts the door in your face and you stare for a few minutes, dumbfounded at how easily he gave you the invitation

  • Echo girl comes with you willingly, but you and Saeyoung suffer under her never-ending rants about Vanderwood’s cold treatment and how she was going to tell her father about it
  • You were getting ready to push her down the hill when it suddenly went quiet
  • Looking behind you, you find Echo girls clothes lying on the ground and a small, pink pig oinking furiously in her place
  • Saeyoung licks his lips and rubs his palms together
  • “Mmm, I could certainly use some roast pig now,“ he says, reaching out for the pig
  • She runs away into a clump of bushes before he has a chance to catch her
  • You pull Saeyoung by his tail as he attempts to go after her, and you are surprised when he moans and slumps on the ground, covering his crotch
  • “It-it’s a sensitive spot, don’t pull it!“
  • He’s full-on blushing, and you can’t resist glomping him and hugging him for a few minutes

Jumin / Mad Hatter ・Zen / March Hare・Jaehee / Dormouse

  • Continuing your journey, you come across a signboard pointing to an establishment called “The Mad Teahouse“
  • “‘The Mad Teahouse’? This looks like a nice cafe. Cheshire, can we go see?“
  • “Do you play Japanese mahjong, MC?“
  • “No, why?“
  • “Nothing in particular. After you, milady. But keep to the shadows and make no noise or you won’t be able to get out until you play strip mahjong.“
  • Yikes, that didn’t bode well.
  • But you were curious, so you went in anyway
  • “The Mad Teahouse“ wasn’t as you imagined it
  • Upon entering, you see pachinko slot machines, roulette tables, a pool table – it was a casino, but it was void of customers, save for the mahjong table with three occupants at the far end of the room.
  • “Tenhai, I win — again,“ Jumin exclaims triumphantly, laying out his tiles.
  • He was dressed in an immaculate, navy three-piece suit with a black victorian puffed tie instead of the ones he usually wore. He also had a black top hat on, the hat panel adorned with a purple satin sash, and antique-looking bronze aviator goggles
  • “Dammit Hatter! this is the third to the last piece of clothing I have on! Stop winning every match!“ Zen grumbles, revealing his tiles and removing his shirt and exposing his sculpted muscles
  • Were those rabbit ears and tail real, or were those fake?
  • Either way, you thought he still looked good in them~(❤ω❤)
  • “It’s not my fault you play so badly,“ he replies, calmly taking a sip of his tea.
  • “No more cat projects, Mr. Hatter,“ Jaehee sleepily murmurs from her pile of tiles.
  • She was dressed as she usually was, but her blazer was haphazardly thrown over the chair and her hair was mussed.
  • She also had huge mouse ears the same color as her hair, and you couldn’t stop a giggle from escaping because you thought the ears were cute
  • “Who goes there?“ Jumin inquired,squinting to see who it was from where he was sitting
  • Saeyoung was signalling for you not to answer, but you were already in a trance due to Jumin’s sexy voice.
  • “It’s me, MC.“
  • “We can’t see you, MC. Come into the light so we can have a better look“
  • “MC, no,“ Saeyoung whispers from your right, clutching onto your sleeve
  • But it was only Jumin, Jaehee, and Zen, so what could be wrong with showing yourself?
  • You were about to step foot into the lighted area when Saeyoung threw a doll and red ribbons shot out of nowhere to tie it up
  • “RUN!!!“
  • “After them!!!“ Jumin commanded, and the ribbons elongated, chasing after the two of you
  • You snapped out of your trance as Saeyoung pulled you along, using his claws to shred the ribbons that came close to you
  • Jumin almost catches you, but you step out just in time and the ribbons go back inside

  • “Now, do you know why it’s called the ‘Mad Tea House’?“ he asks, bent over and out of breath
  • “I do, but damn, I should’ve kept quiet until Zen stripped down completely.“
  • You were almost forced to play strip mahjong and all you could think of was Zen in all his naked glory???
  • Yep, you definitely had your priorities in order.
  • You thought Saeyoung only had a bad case of side stitches (that abdominal pain you get after exercising/running), but looking closer, you see blood dripping from the gaps on his fingers
  • “Cheshire? Cheshire!!!“
  • “I’m… sorry, MC. One of them got to me,“ he chuckles, but you could see how pale he’s getting
  • He collapses eventually, and you do everything you could just to staunch the bleeding
  • You were helpless and crying, and was considering going back inside to ask for help
  • But would they come to your aid? Or would they still force you to play?
  • Just as you were about to take the risk, you hear footsteps from behind you
  • “Red…The queen wants her white roses painted red…“
  • “Saeran!!! Oh, thank goodness you’re he—“
  • You stop in your tracks as you see that he was accompanied by several card soldiers
  • “You weren’t able to find me, MC. I found you first,“ he smiles, his eyes glinting dangerously

Rika / Queen of Hearts・V / King of Hearts

  • You were presented before the court
  • They treated you roughly, dragging you and forcing you to kneel before the queen and her subjects
  • But at least you got help for Saeyoung

  • “I’ll do whatever you want, I’ll willingly come with you or whatever, please, just help him,“ you plead in between tears
  • Saeran snaps his fingers and the guards surround you, waiting for his orders
  • “Take the girl to the queen and treat the cat,“ he says, and turns around, disappearing

  • “Rabbit, who is this, and why is she here?“ you hear the queen ask, and you look up to find a pair of familiar green eyes looking down at you — Rika
  • She looked almost the same as the first time you personally met her at the Mint Eye headquarters except, this time, she was actually the queen and not a crazy cult leader
  • Saeran bows before addressing the question
  • “My queen, this is the alleged foreigner who flooded the green valleys and convened with the hatter and his cohort of rebels“
  • “What?!? The flood, I can account for, but I never had a meeting with them! They even tried to capture me!“
  • “Silence! Did I ask you to speak,  girl?“ she rises from her throne, walking in your direction
  • Handing her scepter to Saeran, she crouches down and holds you by the hair so that you are forced to look up at her
  • “I could order to have your head cut off right now, you insolent pest. But since you’re a feisty little thing, should I play with you first?“
  • She lets go of you and addresses her subjects
  • “What do you think? Should we play with her for a bit before severing her head? Hmm, I think I fancy a game of croquet right now. What do you think?“
  • “Off with her head!“ one of her subjects yells overhead
  • She smiles, her red, painted lips glistening in the light
  • “You heard what they said dear, off with your head,“ she says in a singsong voice
  • But just as the guards start to drag you away, the door bursts open and V walks in, but dressed as the king of Hearts this time
  • “Enough! I’ve let you corrupt my land long enough, my queen. I think it’s time I atone for my sins,“ he declares, unsheathing his blade.
  • No, don’t even go there. I know what you’re thinking, stop
  • “My king! Surely, you don’t mean…?“ you notice a fearful hint in her voice and she backs away as he advances to her
  • “Rabbit, break the scepter and take the girl back into the portal with you.“
  • “But your highness….“ Saeran hesitates, clutching the scepter to his chest
  • “NOW!!!“ he orders, and Saeran hurries to obey him
  • A portal opens as the scepter breaks, and Saeran pulls you up
  • The queen tries to make a run for it, but V anticipates her move and has the guards hold her
  • “V, come with us!!!“
  • He smiles, the corners of his eyes crinkling as he does so
  • “I’d love to, MC, but that would disrupt the balance. As two enters the portal, so shall two come out from it.“
  • “But V…!“
  • “I’m really sorry, MC. Tell Jumin… that I’m sorry and that I’m always watching over him. Farewell… and be safe.“
  • “I promise,“ you say, tears fogging your sight as you look at him a final time, before letting Saeran take you into the portal.

  • “MC! MC, are you alright?!?“
  • Your eyes fly open to see both brothers looking worriedly at you
  • “Cheshire… and White Rabbit? I… made it home?“
  • “See, Saeyoung? I told you she hit her head or something. I’m going to call an ambulance.“
  • “No, no, don’t call one! I’m fine, guys, really. Did V… make it?“
  • Both of them exchange surprised glances and Saeyoung gently strokes your hair.
  • “MC, have you forgotten? V’s been gone for three years now.“
  • “Oh. It must have been a dream then.“
  • “I don’t know what you were dreaming about, but it must’ve been weird. No, wait, don’t tell me. Can you sit up, noona?“
  • “I can. What happened anyway?“
  • “We don’t know either, but Saeran heard a loud sound and found you passed out in the kitchen. MC, were you trying to sneak out some of my chips again?“
  • “Of course not!“ you shout indignantly, but the force of your tone gives you a headache and you lie back down in Saeyoung’s lap.
  • “Wait there, I’m going to get you some ice for that,“ Saeran stands and makes his way to the kitchen, but you notice the bushy white tail peeking from under his shirt.
  • “Sae—“
  • “Shh,“ Saeyoung winks and gives you one of his mischievous cheshire smiles.
Not Dead Yet (Part 35)

*I know this is late. May has been a hellish month. Stupid %$#@$!$ basement flooding twice and scheduling errors at work messing up my routine. UGH! Glad this month is almost over. Have a nice long chapter for your incredible patience. New update to follow shortly! Love ya!*

Pairing: Reader x Peter Pan

Warning: langauge

When we got back to Neverland we landed right in the middle of camp and nearly crushed Ben. “Hey boys,” I let go of the cart, “Take what you need.”

The boys swarmed the cart and took the things they needed. I quickly grabbed my own things and set them down in an open place to set up my tent. I took my change of clothes and went to find a secluded pond to soak in. What I would love was a hot bath to help with the soreness in my abdomen but as far as I knew there weren’t any hot springs on Neverland.

I was feeling a little better after my soak and washing away the layer of dried sweat and other bodily fluids. I slipped on my fresh clothes and headed back to camp. Seeing all the tents back up was a welcome sight. After everything that’s happened to camp and the boys it was nice to see things return to some kind of normalcy.

When I got back to where I sat my supplies I was surprised to see my tent had been set up. Candace was outside in a carefully crafted nest and chirped happily when she saw me. I scratched the top of her head and crawled inside my tent. It was then I saw a piece of parchment resting on my cot. I picked it up and smiled at the wonderfully drawn picture.

While the evening was still young I wasn’t up for sitting around the fire or dancing with the others. I also didn’t want to risk the chance of running into Peter. Not to say I was embarrassed or anything I just know how much libido a boy can have and didn’t want to get cornered by him so soon. For the remainder of the night I stayed in my tent playing with Candace instead until I finally fell asleep.

If I thought sleep would help I was completely wrong, if anything when I woke up in the morning I felt even worse. It reminded me of when I first came to Neverland and how my muscles weighed down after days of training. Why must my body betray me this way?

It was early in the morning and the boys were still asleep. Good. I didn’t want to talk to anybody. I walked down to the beach and stretched my belly out on the warm sand. This feels nice.

“How the hell can you get up this early every morning?” So much for my pleasant morning.

“Hello,” I gave a pat to the sand next to me, “Come to mock my early morning routine once more?”

“Well it’s the only time you’re ever truly alone.” Peter sat down next to me, “Is there a reason you’re lying face down in the sand?”

“Because I can?”

“You’re sore, aren’t you?”

“Damn it all…” I muttered, “Yes, I am. What of it?”

“You should have just said so.” he rolled me over and laid his hand over my stomach, “Could have done this yesterday if you hadn’t avoided me.”

“Avoid is a strong word.”

“Yet it is what you did.” the ache started to fade, “I’m not mad just a tad disappointed that you would automatically assume I would, one, force you to have sex with me, and two, do it so soon after you lost your virginity. I have slept with literally dozens of women, a lot of them virgins, I know what they go through physically after it happens.”

“Man you really are a whore.”


“Sorry. Thanks for the consideration, truly, but I really don’t want to hear about how many naive virgins and drunken barmaids you’ve had sex with.”

“Figured.” he pulled his hand away, “I just want you to know that this doesn’t change anything between us. I don’t want you to feel like you have to avoid me because of what you asked me to do. That’s the whole reason you wanted to do it in the first place.”

“Well I wouldn’t say the whole reason.” I smirked at him. The tips of his ears burned red. “Didn’t understand that from yesterday did you? I would have thought the signs were obvious.”

“Oh my little Lost Girl,” he ran a hand through my hair, “You unravel me.”

“Is that a good thing?”

“That remains to be seen.” He pulled me closer with a cheeky grin. His gaze left mine to focus on something over my shoulder. “Someone’s watching us.”


“Your pet.”

I looked behind me to see Candace flitting closer towards us. How had she followed me out here? She hopped onto my lap and began chirping at me. “Hello darling, why are you out here?” I scratched the top of her head.

“It’s very attached to you.”

“Her name’s Candace.”

“You named your phoenix Candace?”

“Well what would you name it?” Why is everyone so critical over her name?

“I don’t know something more deserving of an immortal phoenix like…the Neverbird.”

“Do you just name everything after Neverland?”

“It’s a good name.”

“It’s a title not a name.”

“Candace the Neverbird.”

“Is Candace the phoenix just not mystical enough for you?”

“My island, my rules.”

“My bird, my name.”

“I’m calling it the Neverbird.”

“You’re an idiot.” I picked up Candace and stood up. “I think she’s hungry, I’m going to go find her some food.”

“I’m gonna catch a couple more winks.” Peter reclined back on the sand and closed his eyes. “I have to go out and start collecting boys later.”

“Finally, some new blood to instill fear into.” He peeked an eye open at me, “What?”

“I knew there was a reason I liked you. Do you wanna come?”

“You want me to come with you to find new boys? Haven’t we spent enough time together recently?”

“There’s never enough time with you. Also more specifically we’ll be finding the boy that’s going to save my life. So?”

“As fun as that sounds I think I’ll sit this one out. There are things to do here.”

“Suit yourself.” he closed his eyes again and I left into the jungle to find Candace some food.

As much fun as roaming the realms and finding new boys would be I needed some space from Peter. I feel like everywhere I turn he’s there. I need some time away from the boys in general. I love them like brothers but it can all be a bit much. I’m as rough and tumble as the next boy, even more so in some cases, but I am also still a girl. There was a part of me that hated some of the jokes they made or their lack of sanitary habits.

If I am being honest with myself it was more than that. Being the only girl on the island can get frustrating. I’ve never been friends with girls, not even before Neverland. It was always just me and the boys. I never even knew my own mother. Would I even get along with girls? Can I even consider myself one after all these years without any interaction with another?

“At least I have you, huh?” I lifted Candace to my shoulder, “I’m not seeing any berries around here. Let’s try someplace else.”

I trekked further into the jungle searching for a berry bush until I finally found a grove of them near the far side of Dead Man’s Peak. “Here you go,” I picked some and held them up for Candace to eat, “You’re looking bigger already. How fast do you age? Maybe Peter would know we’ll ask him later.”

When I got back I was only slightly disappointed to see he had disappeared from the island. He wouldn’t return till late in the night I was sure. I dropped Candace back at my tent and by now everyone was awake and getting ready for training. I had been slacking on my training lately and stuck with Felix for some real challenge.

“Come on Y/N,” Felix sighed, “I thought you were a tad better than this.”

“Just a bit off this morning.” I refused to admit I was rusty. Rusty meant clumsy and clumsy meant death in a real fight.

We started again and I got some of my prowess back but took a few more hits and falls than I should have allowed. Training last late and I was dripping with sweat by the end. Most of the boys were too and we decided to take a quick dip to cool off.

“This is nice,” I floated back on the pond.

“Yeah,” Devin floated next to me, “Until someone does something like this.” Devin launched himself at me and dunked me under the water. I pulled him down with me. Why can’t we have a swim without it turning into a brawl? So is the life of a Lost Girl I suppose.

We thrashed about in the water for a bit having some good fun. Devin had me in a lock and the other boys came over to pester me while I was subdued. I thrashed even harder trying to break free when a loud noise like a needle to the ear pierced the air. Devin dropped me to clamp his hands over his ears. I looked to find the source of the noise and saw it was Candace. She had followed me again. I quickly swam to the shore and tried to shut her up. Once she saw me she quieted down.

“What the hell was that?!” Toodles asked. The others looked at me accusingly.

“I didn’t do this.” Candace kept chirping until I picked her up. “She must have thought I was in trouble.”

“We were horsing around. Is your rat with wings that dumb?”

“Don’t insult her, she can’t tell the difference. She only saw me struggling.” I gave her another soothing pet. “It’s sweet.”

“No, it is dangerous.” Toodles said and there was a murmur of agreement from the others.

“This is madness. She’s just a little bird that wanted to protect me. She’ll learn.”

“I don’t know why Pan lets you keep it.” Billy sneered.

“I would have thought that much was obvious.” Devin pulled himself onto the bank next to me, “Pan and her are sleep–”

I pushed him back in the water before he could say another word. I don’t know if he was kidding or if he somehow actually knew but I wasn’t going to let him implant the idea in the other’s minds. “You all are so paranoid. Why wouldn’t we want an all powerful immortal phoenix on our side? She’s not even fully grown and her screech discombobulated you all within seconds. She’s valuable and Peter recognizes this, that is why she stays. Now if you’ll excuse me I think I’m going to dry off and get something to eat. Bring your torches and pitchforks if you want to rebel against our leader’s wishes.”

Without another word I grabbed my things and sauntered back to camp. The boys did have a point though. Candace was still only a baby right now and she was already capable of a lot. I’m going to need to keep a better watch on her if I don’t want to lose her.

I grabbed some food and started wandering around the island. Maybe I should leave. A pleasant day trip to some far off realm with no boys. That sounded marvelous right now. To do that I would need a bean though and the harvest was under twenty four hour watch now that we had the pirates to worry about. Speaking of which, I haven’t seen them in a while, I wonder what they’re up to. Not curious enough to bother heading to the coast to find their ship but curious nonetheless. By the end of the day I had found myself reclining high in Peter’s Thinking Tree and watching the glimmer of the sea in the last rays of the evening sun. Candace had flown off somewhere the higher I had climbed and hadn’t returned.

This is so boring. Hopefully a new face around here will liven things up. I let out a yawn and fell asleep on the large bough of the towering tree. In the morning I woke up and nearly fell from my precipitous bed. I got my bearing about me and went back to camp. There was a new face milling about with the others but all I could think of was how my back ached from sleeping so awkwardly on the hard tree.

“What’s a lady doin ‘ere?” the new boy pointed to me accusingly.

“Trust us,” Nick slung an arm over my shoulder, “She’s no lady.”

“And I can break your head open like an egg with one hit.” I grabbed Nick’s spear and gave it an effortless twirl in my hand, “Suffice to say, don’t try anything.”

The young fool turned as white as a sheet and backed away slowly. Smart move.

“Must you cause so much trouble so early?” Ben approached from where the new boy had fled.

“I was simply telling him how things are around here. If one is to thrive on Neverland then they need thick skin.” I rubbed at my stiff neck. “Benny boy, know anything about easing a sore neck?”

“Sorry no.” he shrugged.

“Great.” I grumbled and collapsed back in my tent while the others headed to training for the morning. Candace chirped happily at me when she saw I had returned. She supposedly has healing abilities but I doubt they could help with the ache running down my spine. Why does my body hate me so?

Candace, annoyed by her lack of attention, pecked at my feet and ankles. “Bugger off,” I shooed her away, “Let me get some rest.”

She continued to peck and peck until it got to be too much. “What is your problem?” I shouted back as I went to push her away again but noticed she wasn’t the one that had just poked me.

“Hello to you too?” Peter quirked an eyebrow up at me.

“What do you want?” I fell back against my cot with a thud.

“Why aren’t you at training?”



“Not from that.” I glared at him. “I slept in a tree and now my back hurts.”

“My silly little pet,” he squeezed into the tent next to me, “Want me to help?”

“Sure,” I rolled over so I was laying on my stomach.

I was expecting the usual ado where he placed a hand on my back or wherever I was hurting and his magic cleared up the ache but that’s not what he did this time. He did place his hands on my back but he was rubbing it instead. It felt good and was relieving some tension so I didn’t bother asking why he was doing this instead of using magic.

I felt myself relax more as he kneaded my back, shoulders, and neck. I let out a sigh of contentment and rolled back so I was facing up. I hadn’t realized it before but he had been straddling me the entire time and now I was trapped beneath him. The last time I was in this position flew across my mind and my heart missed a beat. The same thought must have entered Peter’s mind because he began running a hand down my side.

We couldn’t do it here, could we? All the boys are at training right now…no one would be back for another hour or two at least. Without realizing it I had been sliding my hands against his thighs straddled on either side of me. I gave him a smile and he returned it with his own salacious grin.

I was less weary this time when he bent down to kiss my neck. I let out a soft sigh and stretched my neck so he could get to it easier. He pulled back for a moment to rid me of my shirt. He studied my body much in the same way he did the first time. He poked my side and I winced. “Where’d did all the bruises come from, pet?”

“I took a few lumps training with Felix the other day.”

“Clumsy, Lost Girl, very clumsy.” he murmured as his face hovered over my abdomen, “Want me to kiss it better?”

“Shove off,” I sat up and pushed his face away, “Do you always have to be such a prat?”

“You wouldn’t have me any other way.” he wrapped my legs around his waist, “Speaking of having me…”

“Bite me,” I rolled my eyes. He smirked wider before biting down hard on the space between my neck and shoulder. “Ow! I didn’t mean literally!”

“Oops,” he shrugged innocently, “I was just complying to the wish of my Lost Girl.”

“Cheeky prat.”

“Sticks and stones pet,” he pressed against me kissing me hard.

As I was starting to roll Peter’s shirt off the sound of someone milling about the camp made me freeze. “Someone’s out there.” I whispered in a panicked voice.

“They’ll go away,” he whispered back claiming my lips again.

“Y/N, are you here?” I recognized Nick’s voice, “The new kid wants to try fighting you.”

“They’re looking for me,” I warned him but my pleas fell on deaf ears, “they’re gonna realize I’m in my tent.”

“They will if you keep talking.”

The footsteps got closer. “Y/N, are you still sleeping?” Nick called again.

Peter shook his head at me.

“Trying to,” Peter frowned at my response, “What do you want?”

“The new kid thinks you’ll be an easy win and wants to fight you. Wanna prove him wrong?”

“Not right now,”

“Come on, you’re already awake.” I could make out his shadow outside the tent.

“No!” I blurted, “I–I’m not dressed. I’ll be out in a minute.”

“Okay…? I’ll wait out here for you to get ready.” his shadow left and his footsteps receded.

I let out a breath of relief. Peter was glaring at me. “Why?”

“He was about to barge in on us.” I stressed.

“No he wasn’t. If you wouldn’t have answered he would have left.”

“You can’t be sure of that.”

“Fine, next time I won’t let you slip away though.” he rolled off me so that I could get dressed again and leave.

“Just so you know,” I turned back to him, “I’m disappointed too.”

He was still frowning but there was a playful glint to his eyes. I closed the space and pressed a kiss to the bottom of his jaw. “Come by in a bit if you want to watch me break the new kid in.”

Taking down the new kid took a whole of five seconds. He stammered about how he wasn’t ready and demanded a rematch. Again and again I slammed him into the ground. Both with weapons, only him with a weapon, hand-to-hand, I even allowed the idiot to choose one of the boys so it was two to one. Each time he went down with ease.

The new boy groaned on the ground. “Come on kid, give it up already.”

“N-No…” he pushed himself to his feet, wincing as he did so. “I’m not a kid. I wanna go again.”

“Please,” I shoved him gently and he staggered back, “You are weak, you can’t defend yourself from the simplest attack, your movements resemble that of a dying warthog and you are as dumb as the ocean is deep. But you have tenacity. A real stubbornness. I can respect that.”

“Huh?” he looked at me confused.

“Don’t act so oblivious. You’re one of us now. We’ll turn you into a proper Lost Boy yet.” I held out a hand, “What’s your name?”

He glanced between me and my hand repeatedly before grasping it tightly in his own. “I’m Rufio.”

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Title: The Locker Room

Group: Ikon
Member: Bobby x you
Type: Smut
Warnings: Blowjob. Unprotected sex. (Don’t do it kids, always use condom / other contraceptive.)
Song recommendations: ‘All I Do’ by Majid Jordan, ‘In My Feelings’ by Skoolie Escobar feat. Doja Cat, ‘Down In Flames’ by Cleopold [spotify link] [youtube link]

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“Let’s do two sets with 10 reps each, ok? That’s also you Jinhwan. Don’t roll your eyes to me. And stop bowing!” I yell at the gym.

“Oh no, trainer-nim is angry!” The group of boys make fun of me while they keep bowing, trying hard not to laugh but at the same time look as humble as possible.

“I’ll show trainer-nim to you! Three sets 10 reps starting now!”

“Aaaagh!” a cry of protest fills the room and I smile pleased.

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prettywallflower29  asked:

Can you do a Damian Wayne x reader imagine where she is Clark Kent adoptive or maybe Diana Prince's niece and she meets Damian at school and he helps her since she is really shy and being picked on or something and they just instantly click?

I hope you like it!!

Damian is 12 and you are 10

The first time Damian met you it was in the Watchtower. Superman had brought you up there to meet the founding members of the League, so of course Batman had brought along Robin.

“Everyone, this is my niece, Y/N”

You peek your eyes out of Clark’s cape and wave shyly before going back to hiding behind your uncle. Clark chuckles and sweeps cape out of the way, revealing your small form. The Flash zooms closer, skidding to a stop right in front of you.

“Hello! My name is Barry! It’s really nice to meet Big Blues niece!”

“Uncle Clark” you whisper

“It’s alright” Clark crouched down so he was eye level with you, “Come on, say hello to Barry”

“H-Hello Mr. Barry”

“Just Barry is fine, sweetheart! Or Uncle Barry”

You smile shyly and nod, the other League members slowly come forward to meet you, until you have been introduced to everyone but Batman and Robin. At that point you have come out of your shell a little bit.

“Hello, Batman! Hello Robin” You float up until you are eye level with Batman’s face, “You’re my favorite League member! It’s really nice to meet you”

Bruce lips quirk in a smirk, “It is very nice to meet you too, Y/N. My name is Bruce. This here is my son Damian”

You immediately drop down to face Damian, “tt, Father I do not understand why I had to attend this meeting”

You tilt your head, and suddenly dart in, wrapping your arms tightly around Damian, “Hello, you are gonna be my best friend”

Damian struggled for a minute, before he gave one last sigh and begrudgingly hugged you back. Every League member freezes, fully expecting Damian to attack you for touching him. “I suppose I can allow you to befriend me, having a Super at my side could have its benefits.”

You grin, and the rest of the time at the Watchtower is spent with you holding into Damian’s cape and you float behind the youngest Robin.

“Y/N it’s time to go!”

Tears immediately fill your eyes, “I don’t wanna go Uncle Clark”

“We have to go back to the farm. Grandma and Grandpa will be worried if we don’t head back soon”

The tears spill over, “I don’t want to leave my new friend. Damian said that we are gonna get married. If we are married then you can’t separate us”

“How dare you upset my Beloved” Damian snarls, taking a step in front of you

Everyone froze when Bruce let out a chuckle, “It seems like the children have taken a liking to each other. Why doesn’t Y/N come back to the Manor with me, the two can have a sleep over?”

You zoom over to Clark, “Please? Please? Please Uncle Clark?!?”

“Alright, but just for tonight”

You end up spend more nights at the Manor with Damian over the next 7 years than you do at Clarks. Damian is 19, and it it two days until your 18th birthday. You had been best friends ever since you had met Damian and had been in a relationship with him for the past 4 years. Damian had helped you adjust to Gotham schools and he had made sure that no one messed with you. The first time someone bullied you Damian had beaten the shit out of them.

“Dami! Where are you?”

“In the bedroom, Beloved”

“Am I allowed to come in?”

“One moment” you could hear Damian moving stuff around and putting away your birthday present, “You may come in now!”

You run in and tackle Damian onto the bed, pinning him there. You know that you could easily find out what Damian has planned, but what would be the fun in that?

Your birthday had been amazing. You had flow to Kansas to visit your grandparents and your Uncle Clark. They had thrown a party for you and grandma had made all of your favorited. Then you and Clark had put on your superhero uniform and flown up to the Watchtower, where there was another party with all of the Leaguers. You honestly didn’t know what to do with all of the gifts that you received. Lastly you had a dinner with Damian at the Manor. The rest of the Batfamily had agreed to wait until tomorrow to have their celebration, but Damian had insisted that he wanted to at least have dinner with you on your birthday.

“Happy birthday, beloved”

“Thanks, Dami. I think this is my favorite part of today, ‘cause I get to spend it with you”

Damian lifted you hand to his mouth and stood up. He gently pulled you up out of your chair so you were standing in the middle of the dining room with Damian in front of you.

“Beloved, I have loved you from the moment I met you. I had never thought that I would find someone who would love me, and who I love in return”

“Dami …?”

“I cannot imagine a day of my life without you. You are the day to my night, the sun to my stars, and when I look at you I know that there is no were else my eyes would ever like to stray. I have loved you for many years, and I will love you for many years to come”

Damian dropped down onto one knee and pulled out a black velvet box, your right hand goes up to cover your mouth, your left still firmly clutched in Damian’s.

“Y/N Y/L/N, my Beloved, will you marry me?”

“Yes! YES! Damian yes!!”

Damian slide the ring onto your finger and stands up, capturing your lips with his. You giggle, floating so you are eye level with your fiancé, peppering kisses with all over his face.

“I love you, Beloved”

“And I love you, my Robin”

Damian just started to spin around with you in his arms. He kept spinning until you both were dizzy and giggling. “I do believe that everyone will be please when we tell them the news”

“Everyone but Uncle Clark, he might not be too pleased to find out that I am officially becoming on of The Bats!”

Damian just grinned, hitching your legs up around his waist and started to carry you up to your shared room, “I like the sound of that, Beloved”

You just grin and fly the rest of the way to the room. You really can’t wait to see everyone’s faces when you tell them that you are engaged to the son of Batman.


I could make this into a series if you guys would read that! Let me know if you would!

Here’s what the next week and a few days looks like for me. I decided to start a One Note bullet journal for all my personal, extra tasks! My physical bujo works as a work and school related to-do list? It’s a confusing mix at this point, and making spreads, even on my laptop, is super relaxing. Also, lmao, that feeling when you know you’ll come to the retake the moment the teacher placed the first test in front of you.

fun new game: think for three seconds before you assume that everyone who can’t do something simple - cooking, understanding appliances, seemingly basic things - is like that because they were rich, because they had a maid, or because they had everything handed to them and never had to lift a finger. for many of us the reality is the opposite and i don’t need you making assumptions about me so that you can feel safe and secure in laughing over how i didn’t know how to cook sausage until several days ago, or i have to look up videos of everything before i do it, that i was never taught how to correctly fold laundry.

because the reality, for many of us, is neglect and abuse. it’s not funny that my parents left me to fend for myself and what seems rational to a 6 year old who’s sat down to eat dinner with their parents maybe 3 times in their life (like microwaving ravioli every single day, three times a day, not knowing they needed to fold their clothes or how to use an oven) is what seemed rational enough to keep me alive so i kept doing it until i was free… the shit that happened to me & other kids who are now adults isn’t for you to make a mockery of. i don’t give a shit how much you desperately want to make a joke, or sum it up to something that was the polar opposite of my past. 

Hayes Grier - Dirty q&a (part 2)

Request:  can you do a continued of the Hayes dirty q and a where Hayes wants to act on the dirty thought then they kinda become fuck buddies then they develop feelings and admit them in another dirty q and a and Hayes asks you out? I understand if ur busy, but I love ur writing so it would be awesome!!!

Part 1


“This party sucked,” I sighed as we finally got home. I threw myself to the couch not even bothering to take my jacket off.

“Yes, I don’t even know why we stayed for an entire hour,” Hayes said agreeing. He lifted my legs, sat down and then took them into his lap.

“Did you see that weird girl dancing in the backyard?” I asked laughing at the memory of the girl. It was one of the most bizarre things I had even seen. That girl had moves.

“Oh my God, yes, she was a disaster!” he chuckled shaking his head. “I should have record it, I could make her Vine famous!”

“Oh, poor girl. You know I miss those time I could enjoy myself like her. She didn’t even give a fuck about what was happening, she just wanted to have fun and she did!”

“You know what I miss?” he asked sighing.


“Having sex.”

“Don’t even start, I feel so bad since I broke up with Steve,” I groaned standing up. I peeled the jacket off me while he lay down to the couch.

“Don’t tell me that he was so good that you miss being with him,” he laughed and I could feel his gaze on me as I took off my boots.

“He knew one or two things,” I shrugged. “But if we are talking about exes, I’m not so sure also that your ex was such a good sex partner,” I said raising my eyebrows at him. He sat up and had a huge grin on his face.

“She had a great body, I can’t complain.”

“Ah, asshole, the only thing you care about is the body.”

“It’s just an important thing,” he defended himself. I just sighed and walked to the TV in order to find something to watch. I was running through the channels when he spoke up and said a surprising thing. “We should have sex.”

I froze and then turned around to see if he really meant it. He looked at me with a serious face.

“What?” I asked laughing putting my hands to my hips.

“You heard me,” he simply said.

“What are you talking about, Hayes? Are you horny?”

“Yes, I am, but that’s not the thing. We can agree that we find each other attractive, we just admitted it in a YouTube video, and now we just admitted that we both want to have sex. Why don’t we have sex with each other?”

I stared at him for a long moment taking it in. My best friend just offered me to have sex with him just because we missed having sex. I felt like it was the biggest joke of my life, but I had to admit that he was hot and I imagined some dirty things with him.

He stood up and walked up to me looking down at me with hunger in his eyes.

“Just sex, nothing else. What do you say?” My head screamed no, because it was a stupid idea, but my lower area won and I accepted the offer.

Instead of just answering him I crushed my lips to his and kissed him hard. It was different from what I imagined, but it definitely turned me on. And him. Yes, I could feel how turned on he was.

We quickly got rid of our clothes and made the beast out of our little agreement. Luckily it was just the two of us in the house so we could do whatever we wanted to. And we totally took advantage of it. First on the couch, then on the floor and we kind of had a third round in my room not even bothering to keep quiet. Hayes surely knew how to make a girl happy, and I think I also did a good job.

I thought it would be super awkward in the morning, but it wasn’t. That night made a change that turned our friendship into a friendship with benefits. And we had those benefits very often.

He would come over randomly and we would have amazing sex, then continue everything like we used to. It was just the best.

We went on like this for weeks without anyone noticing it, and it became our routine. But I started to feel like I needed… more. We didn’t talk about others, but I thought Hayes was seeing other girls and I started to think about it when we were together. I wanted to tell him but I knew it would ruin everything, so I kept it for myself. Until the day we decided on doing another dirty Q&A video.

“Hey guys, we are here again with an amazing dirty Q&A video and we are going to answer your questions you sent us,” Hayes said smiling to the camera.

“Okay, so the first one,” I started and looked down to my phone. “Who is the one who takes the longest to take a dump?”

“It’s me,” Hayes admitted raising his hand.

“Yeah, and I wouldn’t admit it either way because I’m a girl,” I sighed. “Hey there is a good one. How often do you shave, Hayes?” I asked turning to him smiling. I knew he didn’t need to shave that often, and I was curious if he would admit it.

“Um, I surely don’t shave as much as you.”

“You asshole!” I shouted but I couldn’t help and laugh.

“Oh, you love me,” he grinned at me and suddenly kissed. Even though it wasn’t live and we could cut it off I was surprised by it, but I didn’t say anything. We just turned back to the camera and continued the video.

“Okay, my turn now. Here is one,” he said taking a deep breath. “Is that true that Hayes fell for you after starting to be friends with benefits?”

I blinked at him taking the words in. It definitely wasn’t a question, but at first I didn’t even know what it was, but then he spoke up.

“Listen, I know that it’s going to sound stupid, but I thing I might want more than just… sex. I don’t want you to see other boys, I want you to be only with me. But I get it if you don’t feel the same.”

I simply switched off the camera and then turned towards him. He looked so sad and hopeless, my heart was just melting that he felt the same way like me.

“Will you please say something?” he pleaded. But instead of saying anything I choose the nonverbal communication again. I sat onto his lap and kissed him. But it wasn’t like the first time we kissed, because it had emotions in it. It was gentle and sweet and lovely. I run my fingers through his hair pulling at the end as his hands slipped under my shirt to my back.

“Does this mean we are, like… together?” he asked breathless when we pulled away.

I bit into my lower lip and nodded.


“Then I would like you take you out for a proper date,” he smiled at me relieved.

“I’m in. But first, make love to me,” I whispered into his lips.

“I never did anything else. Because that’s what you deserve. Just love.”

Give Me the Melody

Kihyun | Monsta X
1,360 words | FLUFF
none, Rated G

A/N: this is garbage, I know nothing about Kihyun because I only just started listening to Monsta X, but I’m posting it anyway lol hope you find some sort of amusement

Originally posted by gifsmonstax

What’s that one song Zina Goldrich wrote? Oh, no, I know. Alto’s Lament. That’s it.

That’s me.

If you’d asked me when I was six what I wanted to be when I grew up, my answer was always, “I want to star in musicals!”

I’d have the same answer through middle school and high school, through my years and years of school productions, summer workshops, and vocal lessons. I’d been a musical theatre major in college, and in every single musical the college theatre department put on. I did plays, too, but there was always something about a musical that really got me.

I love music of almost every genre. I love storytelling and acting, dancing and singing, and damn, if musicals aren’t the best way to show all of my passions, I don’t know what is.

But alas, I am an alto. And while I’ve trained myself to belt, working over my voice breaks to both hit higher notes and sing in my head-voice, I’m a true alto. The songs I feel most comfortable singing are meant for men.

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