#btw i was hesitant for a long time before posting this because I didn't know what to think of my Bagi design U_U

[mllenugget]

I have only one word and one word only : CRI CRI CRI CRI CRI CRI CRI CRI CRI

"I intended to skip Purgatory 2 to catch up faster on VODs since I was told they were unrelated lore-wise But my biggest mistake was to vibe check all the new players - I was not expecting to completely fall head over heels for Team Capybara, hot damn I love them all so much ????" - Me, February 2024

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I took @sunshinetomioka's werewolf Guill headcanon and ran with it btw, credit to it

#you have no idea how painful it was of a dilemma for me to only pick one outfit for Jinki i am so bitter about it #JimmyBoyyy #Bastet #Bagi #TheGuill84 #Scottonauta #Jinkiwinkki #the common factors between all the brazilians is the nose piercing #wait no actually this Bagi design doesn't have one here for some reason but my usual one does #btw i was hesitant for a long time before posting this because I didn't know what to think of my Bagi design U_U #Bagi is a veteran player which means I came up with a design for her months ago AND seperately from the Purgatory 2 new crew #and I had this artistic direction with all my other designs for veteran players that they would all look bruised and bloodied with dirty- #-torned up clothes and what not because it was Purgatory 1 back then (which is why my poor girl Bagi looks rOuGH here) #but then when I started drawing the new players I made them all look shiny and brand new #and I still cleaned up Bagi in her Purg2 version (no blood on her outfit !!) but she still clashes a bit with everyone else so idk man. #Also theres my watermark on this one when i said i wouldnt do that anymore for q fanarts #because this post has been up and ready since February and I lost the original files because I have a bad habit of not ctrl+S #ah et à mes mutu fr : Guill c'était le seul fr de tout qsmp dont je n'avais jamais regardé le contenu avant voilàdesbisousbye #purgatory 2 #qsmp purgatory 2 #mcyt #my art #qsmp

[profound-bouquetbird]

Hello! ✨️

Can I request a long fluffy & smut (only lime!) oneshot with prompts: "U-um, H-hunter? "Can w-we do something m-more than just k-kissing?", "W-well, I was thinking that I could m-maybe I could give you a handjob? Maybe e-even a blowjob if you're comfortable enough after w-we start?", "W-wait! I am s-sure, Y/n! I *really* w-want to do, y'know, more with you, I've j-just never done a-anything like that before...", “, H-hunter, Do y-you like it when I t-touch you like t-that?”, "I didn't k-know you were so s-sensitive." & "You're m-making such w-wonderful noises." about his shy!fem!human!reader are giving a handjob and blowjob to ageup!Hunter (TOH) for first time in guest room at Luz's house when everyone was gone for errands? I love to see Hunter's blushing reaction to it! 🤭💕 I really live for flustered ageup!Hunter! Please?? 👉👈

Hello! Thank you for leaving this request :) I really love all of the ideas you send in to my inbox!

Anyway, I'm not gonna write an essay on my a/n so enjoy :)

Btw this was not proof read

Hunter and Y/n were sitting in the guest bedroom, hunter was sewing a new shirt design while Y/n was scrolling through Twitter, which was a very bad idea might I add

She came across a post about a tweet that mentions some rather explicit things. To not get really in to the details let's say that the post just mentions something about blowjob's

Y/n's face heated up as she looked at Hunter

He seemed so intensely focused on what he was doing, but because of the post that Y/n read only seconds ago, image's of Hunter and her went through her mind

And to say this was the first time Y/n thought about these things towards Hunter would be incorrect. Y/n has, on multiple occasions, thought of hunter in a lewid way. And she hated herself for it

I mean to think about someone in such ways without them knowing is wrong and Y/n felt ashamed, but the images kept repeating in her brain, wondering if that'll ever happen in their relationship

"Y/n, are you okay?" Y/n quickly came back to earth as she quickly realized that she had been staring at Hunter for an uncomfortable amount of time, making her slightly ashamed. But something sparked in her, making her more confident

Opening her mouth to speak, her eyes shined as the words came out of her mouth, with more stutters than she would have liked

"U-um, H-hunter?" She spoke up, hunter tilted his head slightly with a warm smile, Y/n suddenly stood up as she walked towards him

"Can w-we do something m-more than just k-kissing?" She said, leaking her hands on the table, Hunter quickly let go of the shirt he was making, putting it aside as he looked up at her

"What did you have in mind?" He asked, tilting his head slightly to the right, making Y/n a bit hesitant

"W-well, I was thinking that I could.. m-maybe I could give you a handjob? Maybe e-even a blowjob if you're comfortable enough after w-we start?" Hunter's eyes widened as heat rushed to his face and ears, as well as his... Other private areas

"O-oh, *cough* well- we co-could." Hunter stuttered. Y/n was lightly surprised, expecting for Hunter to decline her offer

She swallowed her spit, crouching down and crawling from under the table towards Hunter. Standing up she sat down on Hunter's lap, leaning in slightly as she kissed him

He started to kiss back, tangling his hand in to Y/n's h/c locks. The kiss gradually got more and more heated, as now Hunter licked Y/n's lips lightly, opening her mouth Hunter quickly shoved his tounge in

As the two faught for dominance Y/n could feel something poking her lower region, Y/n let her guard down as Hunter was quick to start exploring her mouth

The two pulled away for air, breathing heavily as a string of saliva connected their mouths. y/n whipped her mouth slightly, as she got down on her knees, putting a hand on top of Hunter's crotch, making him let out a low groan

She sighed and looked up at him with a hesitat gaze

"Ar-are you sure y-you're comfortable with this, Hunter?" She asked, pulling her hand away from his crotch slightly, but she was startled then Hunter grabbed her wrist

"W-wait! I am s-sure, Y/n! I really w-want to do, y'know, more with you, I've j-just never done a-anything like this before.." Hunter smiled down at Y/n, letting go of her wrist. Heat seemed to rush to her cheeks as she smiled back, putting a hand on to the lining of his sweatpants as she slowly started to pull them down

Hunter's pants fell to his ankles as Y/n looked at the obvious tent in his boxer's. Swallowing her saliva she slowly started to pulldown his boxer's

His dick sprung out as soon as the boxers were low enough, hitting Hunter's stomach. Y/n could feel her cheeks start to hear up as she grabbed Hunter's dick gently

Hunter groaned at the sudden contact as his head flew back out of instinct

"H-hunter, do y-you like it when I t-touch you like t-that?" She asked, not moving her hand at all until she got Hunter's response

"Y-yes! I do." He breathed out, looking down at her with lust in his eyes, "Please continue." Y/n only nodded, as she slowly started to pump his dick up and down. Hunter let out loud moans and groans, putting a hand over his mouth to muffle the noises he was making

"I didn't k-know you were so s-sensitive." She teased lightly, but Hunter paid no mind as he was to caught up in the pleasure he was receiving. But because of him not paying attention his hand slipped, making a few loud moans slip out

"You're m-making such w-wonderful noises." She whispered, making Hunter groan a bit louder from the praise

Hunter seemed to get used to the pace Y/n was going at. Y/n could see that because his wonderful noises were becoming less frequent, so she decided to give him a pleasuring surprise

Leaning in Hunter quickly looked down s he could feel Y/n's breath on his tip. She kissed his tip lightly, making Hunter whimper quietly, and she wrapped her lips around him, twirling her round at his tip

Hunter's head quickly flew back as a loud groan escaped his mouth, his hand flew towards his mouth as he tried to muffle all of the noises he was making

Y/n chuckled at his actions, making waves of pleasure wash over him as his other hand flew to his mouth, now both of his hands were occupied with muffling his noises as Y/n continued to pleasure him

She started to lower her head on to his dick more and more, every inch that went deeper was getting harder and harder to contain her gags, finally stopping untill there was at least two inches left untouched, deciding she would just pump the remaining parts with her hand she slowly started to bob her head up and down

Y/n looked up at hunter to see his hands clenching his mouth, his cheast going up and down at a fast pace

With Y/n's free hand she reached out towards Hunter, putting a hand on to his, rubbing her thumb lightly to calm him down, humming slightly

That seemed to make Hunter snap, as one of his hands flew from his face to Y/n's hair, pushing her head down towards his base

He moaned loudly as Y/n gagged, putting her hands on to Hunter's thighs as he grabbed a fist full of her hair and pulled her hair up and down his shaft

Soon enough Hunter's hips bucked up as he shoved Y/n's head down to his brim. She could feel hot salty liquid do down her throat as some of it spilled out from the sides of her mouth

Her head flew off of Hunter's dick as the two of them ghasped for air. Y/n wiped the sides of her mouth, looking at hunter as he cought his breath and slowly turned towards her with a shameful frown

"S-sorry for that." He sighed, leaning down towards her putting a hand on her cheek as he kissed the top of her head, "I got carried away." Y/n put her hands on top of Hunter's as she leaned into Hunter's hand

"It's no big deal." She sighed, looking lovingly towards Hunter as she stood up

"Well.. you sould probably get back to patching up that shirt." Y/n laughed lightly, pointing towards the half finished shirt that still sat on the table

"Yeah, I probably sould." Hunter laughed, pulling his chair towards the table as he quickly put his pants on

"I'm gonna go clean myself up." She said, pointing towards the staircase as she turned around to leave, but she was stopped by hunter grabbing her wrist

"W-wait." He said, Y/; turned around and hummed lightly, Hunter smiled warmly, "I love you." He said. Y/n laughed lightly as she turned around and put a hand on his cheek, rubbing her thumb lightly on his scar as she leaned in and gave him a peck on the lips

"I love you too, Hunter."

Heck yeah! Another one finished!!!

Sorry if this is too short or something, but I will be writing your 3rd request tomorrow, since I have other things to take care of, such as school and stuff

But anyways hope you have a wonderful rest of your day/night/afternoon :)

#the owl house #toh #toh hunter #toh hunter x reader #toh smut #toh x reader

[thegoober010]

HI POOKIE COULD YOU PLS WRITE BF/GF HEADCANONS FOR ADAM AND LUCIFER AND LUTE OR FOR SOME MHA BOYS PLS I LOVE LOVE LOVE YOUR WRITING STYLE 🫀🫀

OMG YES POOKIE 😻😻!!!!!! ALSO I WAS THINKING I COULD DO BOTH HH AND MHA JUST SEPERATE >:D!!!! SO THESE WOULD BE THE HH HEADCANONS AND IF YA WANT MHA HEADCANONS JUST TELL ME WHICH CHARACTERS ALSO OMG TYSM I APPRECIATE THAT WAAAAAAAA 💗💗

ALSO I SAW YOUR OTHER INBOX AND DW I WILL ADD VOX BUT HES GONNA GET HIS OWN POST BECAUSE ITS IN ANOTHER LIKE ASK SO YUH ANYWAYS TEEHEE TIME FOR SOME HEADCANONS MFS 🗣🗣🗣!!!!!

TW/CWS -> none just SWEARING IG BUT ITS HH SO LIKE-!??!?!?!?!? YUH TEEHEE

GENDER NEUTRAL READER LIKE ALWAYS 😻😻

✞ Adam (aka Dickmaster) ✞

You two first met completely on accident, you were just chilling at an ice-cream shop and as you were walking out looking down at your phone- all of a sudden you bumped into some huge dude. You looked up at him about to say some shit until you realized IT WAS FUCKING ADAM WHAT THE FUCK!?!?!? It was a whole ass jumpscare fr

Notices your shock and asks if you want an autograph or some shit and from there you two just start talking (mostly talking shit about other angels/winners if we're gonna be honest)

You two almost immediately become friends as you talk shit over some good ice cream. And after a while you two give each other's number and hang out often! (he definitely brags about it to Lute as well)

Sometimes yall hang out with Lute or your own friends but most of the times it's just you two! And you both mostly gossip, make plans for the future, or do some stupid shit on impulse (like doing those stupid prank videos and almost committing a crime on accident in the process)

Definitely needs a lot of time to actually get attached to you. After Eve and Lilith he needs to build a lot of trust in order to actually get attached to someone, and in order to fall in love is a whole different story. He closes himself off to long-term relationships, going after mostly just hook-ups, he doesn't want to go through what happened before, in all honesty he's a bit- not scared but mainly hesitant- to get into actual long-term relationships due to what happened with Lilith and Eve. He'd rather chase over one-night stands/hook-ups as he believes they provide a 'good enough service' to fill up that emptiness in his love-life.

You two honestly got along super well, he was a bit surprised about it even, it was much easier for him to get attached to you than it was for well quite literally anyone else. Hell even he was surprised by how close you two got in such a short amount of time!

Oh you definitely have to confess first, it's not cause he's shy, oh hell no this mf is FAR from shy, he would not hesitate to flirt with you in public, but because he mostly doesn't want to risk you not liking him and things becoming awkward since he actually.. valued the friendship a lot, surprising I know, he didn't act on impulse and instead thought before he acted around you. So you'd definitely confess first, but if you 'took to long' in his standards then this mf would just go up to you one day and be like "Oh yeah btw I like you lmao wanna make-out" or some shit like that

Hear me out. Possessive. Like once you two are together this dude is POSSESSIVE AS FUCK. Genuinely, he wants- no- NEEDS all your attention on him at all times. He hates it when you're focusing on something else like some new post your favorite influencer made, or when you're cooking/baking something, he hates it. He's a bit childish in this sense but can you blame him?? After what happened with Eve and Lilith he needs someone who can give him as much attention as he'll give them.

PDA Police are on the HUNT for this dude I swear. He is not hesitant to show that you're his partner, in fact when you two finally make it official this dude announces it to anyone he passes by while walking, like actually some random winner will walk past you two and all of a sudden he wraps his arm around you and grabs the dude and says "Hey did ya know we're together YEAH WE'RE OFFICIAL I KNOW!!" while having the widest grin ever. He definetly enjoys having you around whenever there's meetings with Sera or with anyone else on that matter, he drags you along with him and gives you hugs/cuddles in public, definitely asks to make out in public (I mean what do you expect it's Adam- 😭), gives you pats on the head and sometimes if he's feeling nice he'll give quick kisses on the forehead or cheek. As I said the PDA police are AFTER him

You two have what yall call gossip dates and it's just where you two go back where you first met and gossip, somehow the dates always end up rather romantic??? Yeah gossiping turned to romance I know-. But you two find it super fun

You probably help out in managing the exterminations but don't even THINK about going yourself. After they found the decapitated angel he will NOT risk you going, plus it's not like you even could go since you're not one but just in case you thought about asking his immediate answer is "No??? What???" bro is not going to risk it.

One time he got really drunk. like. REALLY drunk and he took one look at you and went "Damn you're fine asf let me get that number" and you just stared at him before you laughed your ass off "Adam.. we're already dating you have my number" "oh... WE'RE DATING?" and he was in pure shock for a good hour or so before he passed out, you made sure to record everything though and as soon as he woke up the next day you showed him the video (let's just say he wasn't too pleased watching it but he wasnt shocked either or angry)

✞ Lute ✞

You two met while at a party by some winners and it was ment to be some heavenly welcoming party (although what people were doing there was anything but heavenly... anyways!!) While Adam was busy getting girls Lute stayed behind and was sitting on the couch obviously bored until you came by. You were pretty bored too and just sat with her, you two somewhat knew eachother due to you two meeting at other parties but yall never talked fully... until that day

Honestly you two were chill, at first it was quite awkward trying to talk but after a bit you two got along so well it was almost as if you two were best friends or something!

You two bonded over your shared hate for hell-born and sinners as well as how you two were basically at the top of your work force, she never mentioned what she did but there was a point in time where you mentioned being one of the top people at work and she mentioned she was as well!

After that party you both exchanges phone numbers (while Adam was making a huge deal out of it, I mean she does get asked for her number often but irs not often when she actually gives it to someone ya know)

Adam definitely makes her hang out with you, like whenever they have free days hell go out with Lute and try to find you so that you three can hang our and once he finds you he leaves you two by finding some excuse like "Oh yeah uh I gotta go uh feed my cockroach be right back" (jk he won't even make an excuse mf will just go)

Lute and you honestly don't mind yall just chill, and at some point as you two hung out one day you could see she was just staring at you... it was so random too like you just noticed randomly and all of a sudden she just confesses calmly and you're left there like "WHAT????"

Once you two make official just know that she's gonna be around you almost ALL the time. Ya know how she's always by Adam's side?? Yeah expect that for yourself but 10x more. And it's not like yall even have to talk no shell just be there and yall can be quiet as hell its super chill

Not much into physical touch by if you're into hugging and PDA then shell allow it but only to a certain extent. She's more of a gift giver and acts of service person!

Definitely does random work for you even when you don't ask. Oh you mentioned not wanting to do laundry? Boom!!! Done!!! Oh you just saw some donut and really want it? BOOM there ya go donut in your hand!!! Oh just woke up and dont feel like cleaning?? BOOM!!!The entire house is cleaned!!!

She tells you about the extermination and at one point you ask to go with her she'll definitely say no. She is not risking you dawg do not even THINK about begging 😭😭

I dont feel like shes much of a cuddles person but if you begged her to then she'll say yes as long as shes the big spoon

(Ima be fr I don't really have many hcs for the angels theyre a bit difficult for me fr ☹️☹️😔😔)

Lucifer Morningstar

You two met cause of Charlie, you were a sinner at the hazbin hotel, not really because you seemed redemption more like you seemed just a place to sleep in. But hey a member is a member!

You were the one who mainly had to come up to him first since this mf is not good with conversations at all, he's awkward as hell , fidgety, very random, and also he's pretty blunt so if he started a conversation he'd probably say something stupid on accident to you and get you mad or awkward so it's definitely best for you to start it... so you did!!

After what happened with him and charlie and their reconciliation that's when you started talking to him and you two... well it actually took a while for you to get comfortable around eachother but once you were you both were just talkinga bout random shit you like mostly him rambling about his creations, what his dreams were and so on and for you, you mostly jus talked about shoes you used to enjoy when human and such.

Lucifer isn't one to dabble in love as much as he used to. After Lilith and Eve left him he kinda just didn't want to get back into it, plus each one of his relationships not only failed but were with women who had been promised to Adam so that caused a lot of trouble at times within his relationships and also heaven itself. So he'd rather not get back into such mess but after you came into his life and listened to his ramblings and were just so nice to him he couldnt help but fall head over heels!

Oh it is so obvious when he starts liking you, he starts talking to you way more and fooling around, inviting you over to his place and giving way more pats on the back as well as 'jokingly' flirting with you. You quickly inferred he had a crush on you due to his new sudden strange behaviors

One day you just suddenly ask him if he likes you romantically and hes like.. SHOCKED. Like genuinely bro's '😦'. He's stammering and can't even form a sentence before he just nods quickly and you give him a smirk like "lol I knew it anyways i like you too so dw abt it." And then BOOM you're OFFICIAL!!!

Dont expect too much from him for the first week or more, he's still getting used to the fact you like him and is getting used to being official with someone again. He feels all fuzzy and warm inside damn he can't even talk to you without feeling like he about to throw up from happiness while being around you- it's kinda funny sometimes

You help him out a lot with his loneliness and since you two are together expect him to be very physical such as with hugging and cuddling, although at first he's not too into it later he gets really into hugs and such, afterall he's gotta make up for all those years where he hasn't been hugged or really touched in any way whether romantically or platonically bro is touch-starved

Bro his face will start heating up if he gets a small peck on the cheek or lips fr my mans cannot handle such affection without going crazy 😭🙏

He definitely makes you rate his little inventions, usually from a scale of rings like the scale of 1-7 how would you rate his ducks!!

Due to his depression he does have days where he acts rather off, bit you understand its not his fault its just that he's going through things and that's okay plus it's not like you aren't going through some things lets be fr, you two help ecahother a lot whether it's through helping eachother with some trivial home tasks or by helping eachother on your healing journey, you're there for eachother

Bro definitely asks if you wanna get married in the span of 4 months while being together. If you say no then he asks lies some other day until you say yes and he can plan when to do his proposal. But if you say yes immediatly just expect him to start making preparations for the damn honeymoon already 💀💀

You and Charlie become super close like REALLY close after she finds out about your relationship with her dad :)!!

Honestly one of the most healthy relationships you've ever been in fr, least toxic relationship in hell besides charlie and vaggie + angel dust and husk 😭

#Hazbin hotel #Hazbin hotel lucifer #Hazbin hotel Adam #Hazbin hotel lute #Hazbin hotel headcanons #Heazbin hotel fanfic #Hazbin hotel fluff #Bf/gf hcs #Headcanons

[zhonglicious]

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 - 𝐭𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐯. (𝐡𝐜𝐬)

☀ ft. ran haitani x reader

☀ warnings. mentions of fighting and making up. light angst i suppose? not sure if this warrants a warning, but mentions of chubby reader! honestly i think that's it, but lmk if i should add warnings for other topics!

☀ a/n. first post on this acc <33 honestly more ran centered than reader centered bc i love picking apart tr characters lol. probably not that coherent but eh <//3 wrote this bc i'm procrastinating on studying for my semi-finals lmfao <33 lowercase intentional btw!

❧ i just know ran would be the sweetest bf ever :((

❧ we're all in agreement his main love language is gift giving, yes? yes. i mean just look at him?? honestly i think he uses all of the love languages, but his main one is simply just gift giving

❧ we all know he's a rich man with no other way to spend his money than on his beloved. the gift giving is particularly heavy at the start of the relationship, as well as when he was still wooing you. like, i swear, you could not go a single week without finding a bouquet at your doorstep, or him offering you a pretty wrapped box

❧ even when you get further into the relationship, the gifts simply do. not. stop. it's less frequent now, yes, but it's still a little overwhelming sometimes. he doesn't hesitate to hand over his card or buy something you point out to him, all while he smiles and kisses the top of your head, telling you not to worry about how expensive it is

❧ another main love language for him is physical touch. he absolutely has to be holding some part of you at all times. of course, if you're not comfortable with his touch just yet, he's willing to wait for you to get used to him and trust him fully

❧ if you don't like pda, that's fine too! he doesn't mind keeping it lowkey in public, as long as he gets to shower you with affection once you get home <33

❧ he loves all body types, he just absolutely loves the feeling of you in his arms. although i just know that man prefers thicker people. but that's a topic for another post <33

❧ his favorite thing to do with you has to be those quiet, peaceful days where you two do nothing but lay in bed and just. do nothing

❧ not even watch a movie or anything, it's just. you and him with the curtains drawn. him holding you to his chest and playing with your hair, humming the song that's been stuck in his head, little things you've come to associate with him

❧ sometimes you think he just likes to feel your heartbeat, just to remind himself that you're here with him

❧ other activities he likes doing with you is playing games. especially when it's co-op games like minecraft or stardew. he absolutely must set his bed next to you btw, he just has to, sorry man i don't make the rules

❧ speaking of that, he's. very dramatic, yes.

❧ when it comes to small matters, he likes to whine at you, yes. you didn't say i love you to him today? "my baby doesn't love me anymore..." [fake sniffling] you ate the last of his food? [gasp] "how dare you-" [clutching his chest in offense]

❧ most of the time, he's not really serious, he just likes to see the way your face scrunches up at his antics. loves to laugh and flick your nose, before leaning down to kiss your forehead and apologize

❧ however, when you guys actually do fight, it's intense

❧ not in the way that there's screaming and yelling. although there is, sometimes, but most of the time it's surprisingly... quiet

❧ see, the thing about ran is that he internalizes a lot of things, and he's stubborn. all his life, especially with taking care of rindou, he's had to put on this facade of strength even when he's completely losing it

❧ so when you guys do fight, it's horrible because he doesn't want to back down from his stand. he takes a few days to cool off but once he does, he comes back and apologizes, however hard that is for him

❧ ran isn't used to love. he's always had to be tough and cold to make sure he and rindou survived. so it takes him a long time to deconstruct his walls and let himself be vulnerable to you, admit he was wrong. when that man says you're the better half of him, he means it, because you taught him how to open himself up to his loved ones, to stop being so on guard with everything in fear it might hurt him or his brother

❧ the same applies when he's feeling down. rather than talk about it, he'd rather isolate himself and push it all away, never to be seen again. it's a habit he's picked up from taking care of rindou, tbh. he doesn't want to worry you so he puts on a smile all the time

❧ but the moment you hug him and pat his head and tell him to let it all out, his breath hitches and the words finally come out, words he's had barring his throat all his life

❧ being in a relationship with ran can be rough, because he's still trying to figure out how to let himself be vulnerable around you. he's never had that luxury, to be able to put down his walls and not be hurt

❧ but i promise you that man is trying because he loves you, he loves how kind and caring you are, not just to him, but to the people around you

❧ so yes, to reiterate my first point, ran would be the sweetest bf ever, and i will forever stand by that <33

#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers fluff #tokyo revengers angst #tokyo rev fluff #tokyo rev angst #tokyo revengers x you #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo rev x you #tokyo rev x reader #ran haitani #ran x you #ran x reader #haitani ran x reader #ran haitani x reader

[nixie-writes]

Hey, Hi and all the above! this is the first time I've ever sent an ask to you, I've been hesitating bc of social anxiety but I guess I've suddenly gained the confidence after seeing your posts over and over again (your stuffs so good btw 🥺).

super sorry if I mess this up:

I was wondering if you could do the Happy Hotel gang with a male reader who was a famous ice skater. It was pretty much their entire life and loved doing the dances, performances and competitions.

However, tragedy struck and they suffered a really bad ankle injury during a performance and couldn't skate anymore. With their main fuel for life gone they tumbled down the endless hole of drugs and alcohol before dying suddenly and awakening in hell.

That's it for the request, I hope you have a good day, afternoon or night. Drink water, the usual motivational stuff lol Thanks!

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Hello friend! I totally get the social anxiety, even sending an ask on anon can be scary as heck. But practice makes perfect, be confident in yourself and your ideas! I think your ask is really creative and unique, I haven't seen something like this before and I really like it! (And thank you so much, I'm really glad you like my work! I try my best ;;) Male reader was specified so I'll be using male pronouns, there are some potential triggers so they'll be tagged, all the good stuff. I tried to sprinkle in my own experience, a knee injury cut my track career short. I kept this mostly platonic but there are hints of romance if you look for it. TW: Mentions of drug use, mentions of alcohol use, mentions of injury and disability Under the cut for length and possible triggers.

Alastor - Upon initially meeting a man who danced for a living he was...Not impressed honestly. Many sinners landed themselves in Hell for drug and alcohol use, just look at Husk and Angel. - However [Y/N]'s injury was healed upon entering Hell and he's able to dance again. Hell gets pretty hot but some denizens have made Hell's equivalent to ice rinks and it wouldn't be hard for someone like Alastor to get himself and his new friend inside, albeit at first Alastor isn't expecting much. - However upon hitting the stage and doing a lovely solo, finishing with a bow, Alastor's surprised. He knows his friend worked hard as a dancer but he didn't expect this form of talent. He's impressed enough to join the applause, mostly because he wants to encourage his friend, partially just to get the confused and mildly concerned looks from other patrons seeing him in the crowd. - It wasn't Alastor's idea for [Y/N] to join the hotel, it was Charlie's. She was happy to see Alastor with a new friend and insisted he bring in his new friend for at least a tour and Alastor agreed, although begrudgingly. - It would be during a second tour Charlie would ask a few questions as to how [Y/N] arrived in Hell and he'd be very general with it. An injury ruined his career, he fell into substance abuse and probably overdosed. It was blurry. - Before Charlie could hound him into joining the redemption program Alastor pulled him to the side for a quick chat. "This little dump isn't just demon rehab," he would try to be gentle about that part, "she really believes she can get sinners into heaven. Are you willing to try that?" [Y/N] would think on it for a moment and agree, claiming he'd be happy to join if it meant spending more time around his favorite man in Hell. Even Alastor isn't immune to soft blushing and embarrassed mumbles. - Upon joining the hotel it can be rocky at times but hey, he's got arguably the strongest Overlord in his corner (alongside NA and AA friends in Husk and Angel) so, he's got the good end of this shit hole.

Angel Dust - Angel dances in Hell himself, albeit in a different manner. Upon meeting a man who also danced he got the wrong idea admittedly. It didn't take him long to recognize someone in a situation similar to the one he was in when he first arrived. - He's the quickest to offer a guy down on his luck a place to stay and [Y/N] is wary but grateful. Angel has to advertise the hotel (it's part of his free room clause) but [Y/N] isn't interested, he just wants to experience his old passion again. Angel decides right then he's going to help. - Angel's first idea is to suggest his own work but [Y/N] politely refuses. The next idea is obvious - the skating rink, or at least what's supposed to be one. He can't afford the best one but he'll empty his pockets for a night if it brings his friend happiness. - Angel is in absolute awe in seeing his friend perform. The smooth strokes across the ice, the spin-bow at the end, it's inspiring. Angel's got to try that next time he performs. - It's later that night, on their walk back to Angel's place that he asks what got [Y/N] in Hell, and he's broad in explaining the ankle injury, substance abuse and sudden death. Angel understands a little too well and again, suggests the hotel. "It's not exactly the Ritz but I can get you a free room and they'll get you off anything you're using, and you'll be safe." [Y/N] finally agrees to give it a try. - Charlie is happy to see Angel finally got around to keeping his end of the contract and Vaggie is interested in another soul to rehabilitate. Angel is excited to just have someone he can genuinely relate to, and a new reason to get off whatever his dope of the week is. He's happy to be there for [Y/N]. Husk - This man infamously doesn't give two shits about anyone but himself, however he's intrigued when he overhears some drunk going into detail about how his drinking habits got him to Hell. So Husk moves closer to listen. - [Y/N] has only been in Hell for a couple of weeks but it's been awful already. Yes his ankle injury is healed but the addictions followed him and he can't seem to get off his substances of choice despite how expensive they are. - Husk, knowing it's a little out of character for himself, decides to indulge and sit next to this new guy and probe a little. Cats are infamously curious. So [Y/N] goes on further about his dancing career, his ankle injury and how he spiraled from there. Husk doesn't have much of a response but offers to buy him a couple of drinks for the night and, in exchange [Y/N] can tell him more about himself, and [Y/N] agrees. - It's a few nights later when Husk leaves the hotel early to meet his friend again, he's been staying in some dingy ass hotel with rent he can hardly pull and Husk has been [Y/N]'s alcohol maintenance. He intended to see [Y/N] in private but a special shadow tagged along. - [Y/N] is up in his hotel room nursing a hangover when Husk arrives with a cheap bottle of rum and some Tylenol. [Y/N] is searching through his bag for his bottle of pain killers and can't find it, asking Husk if he's seen it. Husk just sighs and tells [Y/N] to look behind him, to which he obliges. He's met with a not-so-friendly friendly face. - "Husker, if I'm correct I've seen Angel with these pills. I don't believe they're pain killers." Alastor still adorns that grin but he doesn't look pleased and Husk genuinely doesn't have an excuse. He can't bail himself or [Y/N] out of this one. - "Initially I just wanted to see which broad of the week you were visiting but I see you had other plans." Neither [Y/N] or Husk are very happy with the term Alastor dropped. "I have other plans too, I think you'll both be pleasantly surprised." Alastor didn't await an answer before clicking his fingers and the world went black for about 2 seconds. Husk already knew where this was going. - It was against either Husk's or [Y/N]'s personal interests to sign him up with the hotel. [Y/N] isn't exactly happy about the hotel enrollment but, he can help Husk with the bar and get off the substances. It's a win-win deal.

Charlie - She'll never admit it, but she has a soft spot for people who find themselves in Hell for reasons that ultimately aren't evil, simply...Unfortunate. It's [Y/N] who would approach Charlie, asking about the rent of a room and the substance programs. - The two would have a short but sweet conversation. What landed [Y/N] here and what does he hope to achieve through this program? Charlie is sympathetic to his ankle injury and lost career, she offers him a free room and programs, under the agreement he interacts with others in his programs and [Y/N] agrees, signing the no-rent lease. - It's through this he would meet Husk and Angel, both of whom aren't exactly looking to get off their poison of choice but are in the programs regardless. Angel is easy to make friends with, Husk not so much but Charlie encourages [Y/N] to try harder. Husk is a little crude and mean, but he doesn't mean any harm. - In the end, I'd see [Y/N] getting closer to Husk, someone who will intervene in his drinking and drug habits and try to get him clean outside the programs. [Y/N] does the same for Husk, they develop a healthy friendship off that foundation. - As with Charlie, she tries to develop a friendship with all her hotel patrons and usually it doesn't go the best, but [Y/N] seems interested in her. Charlie loves to spend time with [Y/N] and others who will spend time with her, but mostly [Y/N]. She's happy to see at least one soul who's dedicated to her program, and she has highest hopes for him. She's already paid for his ankle surgery and encourages him to perform for the hotel, though she'll never force him to. She's by far the kindest of the group.

Vaggie - Vaggie is a strict woman and doesn't often hold sympathy for people who find their own way into Hell, like Angel. But [Y/N] was different. He could have been an angel, had he not been injured. It seemed unfair. - She'd approach him casually one night and ask if he plans to continue his substance use. He'd respond that he doesn't know much else to do, it's not like Hell has rehab. It was that quick, Vaggie has a way with words when it comes to substance abusers. She probably abused something during life herself. - Her first work is to enroll him into the hotel, introduce him to Charlie and set him into specific programs. She can't really stop him from interacting with Husk and Angel, though she doesn't want him to. - However, his interactions with the two seem to help steer him onto the right path. He isn't as stuck as Angel is with drugs and can still get his way out of drug use. He's not as hollow and self-wallowing as Husk is and can let go of alcohol. He can replace his substance use with something new and healthy. - With Charlie's financial help it's arranged to have his ankle repaired and he agrees to stay with the hotel and use his dancing career to advertise the hotel. Vaggie is grateful she's found someone who's genuinely invested in changing their wrong ways, and has high hopes for him.

#I really couldn't make any ideas with Nifty but if I do I'll update this #Hazbin Hotel x reader #Hazbin x reader #tw drugs #tw alcohol #tw injury mention #Alastor x reader #Angel Dust x reader #Husk x reader #Husker x reader #Charlie Morningstar x reader #Vaggie x reader #x male reader

[leadendeath]

i don't want to reblog the post because my commentary is not relevant to the subject, so i didn't want to put this in said post's tags. also as i type it turned into a long...? something. vent maybe? i don't even know what to refer to it as. but i've seen a couple of posts recently that have really got me thinking.

as i'm writing this, they both just appeared on my dash. they are this one and this one. i'm definitely going to post this now (i have to) and not just save it in my drafts forever.

Having sex with friends sounds nice! I am pro-that! (pro meaning not anti) for me it would alleviate my fears of hooking up with those I just met or haven't known for years because friends are less likely to murder/kidnap you or give you a disease! (I do not want to die from sex lmao) the con: now they know what i look like and what bodily/physical problems i have that aren't visible to the general public. no. i can't have sex with my friends. my god. it all boils down to my body dysmorphia. literally the mortifying ordeal of it being known

So I think again, like I often do, about my place on the ace spectrum. I usually do not care for labels, don't find them necessary to apply to myself, but it's totally cool if other people have tons of different labels that they use. I am pro-that too! I myself am definitely grey-ace or demi-something. I landed on aegosexual- a disconnect between yourself and your sexual attraction- for a long time. I am never sexually or romantically attracted to somebody I don't know. Not even people on the screen. What if that hot (definition for this context: visually appealing) actor is a dick? Good looks garbage personality? At least you can do research on him. Not the case with "irl contacts" (definition: non-famous and real people who you might actually meet or know in person).

I know that I definitely experience sexual attraction, and want to have sex. Based on that I don't feel quite right calling myself asexual.

I don't LIKE that I feel too bad about experiencing sexual attraction to act on it. There's this weird feeling that's hard to place, but closest to "guilt", I'd say. Disgust with myself.

That time I was propositioned to go back to a con hotel (i turned him down and he listened and respected me and was nice, it's just i stopped myself), or that other time when making out and groping (different guy different occasion; we could've gone further but i stopped myself), or even just flirting and talking about our turn-ons and things we Like with my long-distance online sort-of bf that I had. I'm even hesitating to follow the "after dark" art accounts that I want to follow on bird site because of the guilt and almost embarassment I feel at myself (I'm fully aware that the only reason most people have locked accounts which you have to request to follow is to keep out minors and trolls btw, and i'm certainly neither of those!).

All of this is stuff I want and that's enjoyable to me, but this nagging "don't do that. you're gross. why would you say/do that? you're being weird. stop. stop. stop. you're not allowed to do these things." is always there in my mind. I don't want it to be there, and it's always there.

Now, this doesn't come from religious trauma, like "sex before marriage = wrong and bad"? "gay sex = ultimate evil"? Nah, I was never told those things. I didn't even have a very religious upbringing. These thoughts can't be explained away by any of that. Even my mom has always been like "you can have a girlfriend or a boyfriend! i don't mind as long as you're happy! :)" yknow having that nice accepting approach to that time when I was like 15 and settled on bi for "what i was" at the time. No judgement, no condemnation there either.

It's not real.

When I learned that I have ocd, suddenly I started to maybe have an explanation for these thoughts. Some people's obsessions focus on repetition or contamination. A good part of my obsessions focus on condemnation. I'm scared of it. I take "beating yourself up over something" to the next level. Just like any other person who's familiar with delusions, intrusive thoughts, etc will tell you: knowing it's not real doesn't make it any better. Doesn't make it stop. Doesn't make it go away.

When I could explain this detrimental thought process away by finding this horrible disorder to pin the blame on, I felt freer. I've thought many times throughout my mentally ill life about bringing up my (questioning)asexuality to a therapist one day, and I still will, even more so now. i felt before like I'd bring it up to them and not be able to back it up with any evidence, and just be brushed off? That's a stupid way to think, I know. And a therapist who would really do that is one you'd leave immediately. You don't need evidence to talk about how you feel, that's so silly... but that thought itself comes back around, in a vicious cycle, to my needing to justify myself because otherwise I am Wrong And Bad. jeez. what a way to think. i hate that. will be so glad when i get it under control after 25+ years.

edit: oh ya there's also this. my tags on one of the above posts i never reblogged, sat in my drafts.

my disability is inseparable from my sexuality, whatever it is.

#ocd #bdd #intrusive thoughts #demisexual #acespec #aegosexual #autochorissexual #that's a retired term i know so i won't use it again; but that's what it was called when i was younger #unusual for me to remember such a long word lol! it'd be harder for me now. /old #if anyone wants to say anything or tell me they relate- that'd be nice :) i'm purely just venting but sharing your thoughts is welcome #if you want to!

[partnersincrimesuau]

Another Few Updates ☆ﾟ･:*:･｡★

Yes I am aware it's Sunday. Yes I am aware I haven't posted Chapter 2 Page 43 yet. Yes I am aware my Information Centre says "Pages posted every Friday at 8pm Central Australian Time". Yes I am aware I haven't posted a page on a Friday since, like, January.

I'm getting off track LOL

UPDATE NUMBER ONE - Where's Page 43?

I have one week left of school before a two-week holidays, and I'm SWAMPED with homework for now. For clarity; I have three assignments due on Monday, two more I finished today, and one I finished last week. I hope this clears some things up... and explains why I'm so behind on Partners In Crime.

Page 43 IS finished, and IS ready to upload. However, I am still working on Page 48; and for those who don't know, I like to always be ten pages ahead of my posting page. Therefore I SHOULD be working on Page 53. Once the holidays start and my assignments are finished, I can catch up on these pages. Some of them shouldn't be as long as others so hopefully it won't take ages to finish them.

I plan on posting Page 43 next week. So sorry for the delays, I know there's been a few this chapter. I'm not doing this on purpose.

UPDATE NUMBER TWO - A brief solution

It's currently 12:03am as I'm writing this sentence and I'm about to jump into bed, so yes I won't be posting anything after this post tonight. HOWEVER! I've decided that tomorrow, instead of posting Page 43, I'll post some concept art!!! I feel like that'll be a good placeholder for now. There are plenty of concepts for earlier pages that I plan on posting, and I might throw some early drawings of Condor in as well!!! ^^

UPDATE NUMBER THREE - Maintenance

I finally went through every "infected" page and fixed the 'next' and 'previous' links. For anyone who didn't know, there were a ton of early Chapter 2 pages that were "infected" somehow, by something I can hardly begin to explain. The "Chapter Start" links, as well as the "FAQ" and Discord links were completely untouched. They worked fine. But EVERY SINGLE 'NEXT' OR 'PREVIOUS' LINK, FOR SOME REASON, JUMPED TO THE MOST RECENT PAGE!!! There were pages from December that sent you to the page I posted eight days ago - it made NO sense.

Thankfully, I've gone back and fixed every one of them. HOPEFULLY, it won't happen again. (If it persists, PLEASE tell me. Don't hesitate to comment saying "Jinxy this page has a disease, it's doing the link thing again" - that's actually really helpful. Shoutout to the readers who did tell me btw, you guys are legends!)

UPDATE NUMBER FOUR - IT'S THE BEST MONTH OF THE YEAR!!!

IT'S JULY!!! That means... NINETEEN DAYS UNTIL MY BIRTHDAY!!! (It's on the 21st of July for those in other timezones, lolll). I'll probably be partying with my besties then so you won't find me online, but I'll probably do a little picture of myself like I did last year. Just thought I'd mention it here, haha.

Anyways I think that's about it... it's now 12:14am and I might go to bed. Or I might catch up on Miraculous Ladybug because I heard the finale for Season 5 is out...? We'll see ^^

Thanks for your patience everyone!!!! See you tomorrow ^^

#partners in crime #steven universe comic #not partners in crime #partners in crime updates #update #love u guys

[lunagojo]

Hello can i ask for a mitsuri x inumaki! Reader and if possible also iguro? Its totally okay if you dont want to this is my first time doing a request so i dont know if im doing this right. Btw i love all your demon slayer posts 💕💕

a/n: Thank you so much for the lovely compliment! I'm glad you like them! And I would be happy to do your request! I hope you enjoy <3

Mitsuri Kanroji & Obanai Iguro w/ a S/O That's Like Inumaki

MITSURI

Mitsuri is a very purehearted person, no matter who she meets she always tries to see the good in them

When she met you she thought you were the cutest, was constantly stealing glances at you, making excuses to be near you

Though...she was a bit confused when she tried to talk to you and you didn't really respond?

"Hello! I'm Mitsuri Kanroji! You must be the new initiate named Y/N, right?"

"Kelp, salmon." (Hello, yes), you replied.

"Y--You want food? Me too!" She said with a bright smile.

Though when you were finally able to explain properly why you weren't able to speak normally, she completely understood

It didn't take long for her to decipher what the few words you could say meant

She thinks your powers are amazing and that you're able to help so many people with them, though a part of her is a bit sad that you can't speak properly because of it (out of fear of hurting someone innocent)

"Y/N! You look very cute today!" She'd say, her eyes shining

You were happy your blushing face was covered by your high collar

You've both basically had huge crushes on each other since the beginning and when you finally got together, it was basically the mushiest gushiest relationship you could think of

If you're not cuddling, you're always holding hands or touching in some way. Mitsuri lives for PDA, she wants everyone to know who's hers and who she belongs to

She loves to make you blush, even if it's just a simple brush of her fingers through your hair or her hugging your arm, it makes her soft to see you react to her affection like that

She always dreamed of finding a significant other that would accept her for who she is, someone she would never have to change herself for, and you're that person

She just loves you so much. If any demon were to set their sights on you, they'd be dead before they could even lay a finger on you. Mitsuri doesn't play around when it comes to people who are important to her

You're the first to truly love every part of her, even the things she was made to feel insecure about. For that, she will never ever ever let you go <3

OBANAI

At first, Obanai was a bit hesitant about you

He kind of tends to separate himself a bit from the other Hashira (Mitsuri excluded from that, of course)

So when you went out of your way to be around him, he was a bit mistrusting toward you at first

Kaburamaru seemed to like you, though...which was a bit surprising to Obanai

It took awhile, but he was finally able to trust you a bit more, even though you didn't speak all that much, and when you did, it was...riceball ingredients?

Obanai was smart enough to figure it out for himself and realized what each word meant without you telling him directly

"I see...you don't want to hurt anyone with your cursed speech so you choose to say harmless words to relay what you feel? Interesting..."

Despite his initial mistrust toward you, he did eventually warm up considerably

In fact, when Mitsuri teased him about you, he would end up stammering and blushing. He didn't want to admit that he liked you

Though it was kind of painfully obvious

You knew it too, to be honest, but you didn't want to embarrass him by telling him you knew

That's why when he eventually confessed you were relieved, you didn't have to keep tiptoeing around the subject

Nothing much in your relationship really changed after that, though, except Obanai was a bit more affectionate

He did have a hard time initiating it at first, he wasn't used to being touched or seen in a romantic way

At most to begin with he would just link one of his fingers with yours and stay that way for a bit, it was simple but it was still grounding and calming for him

I think he is extremely touch starved, so once he gets a bit of an idea what it feels like to be cuddled or embraced, he just wants more of it

It's an odd feeling, but not bad, and it's something he grows to enjoy from you, especially since it's one of the only ways you can express your love for him

Though, just being around you is more than enough for him

"Hey, Y/N."

"Salmon? (Yes?)"

"...I really do love you."

#hope you enjoy!!! #obanai iguro x reader #obanai iguro #mitsuri kanroji x reader #mitsuri kanroji #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer x reader #kimetsu no yaiba x reader

[youaremysunshine-court]

Tldr; the wwdits writers know a thing or two about depression and being tired of life, nandor is a prime example, allow them to bring about his character arc in a natural way

Nandor's 'I'm whispering bc I care about marwa and don't want her to know I'm about to replace her' gives me hope and much food for thought. Excuse the rambling because I'm fleshing this thought out as i go.

Because he's just self aware enough to know when his actions are making people sad. It means that he knows when he's doing/ done something wrong, and actually, I was super mad about this episode be guillermo and marwa and freddie deserved better, but now that I'm thinking more clearly, the writers have been leading up to this.

Everytime nandor does something wrong, he does notice. A lot of it is stupid dumb shit like getting locked in a cage at the rescue shelter. But when he pushed guillermo off the balcony during their fight, he has a millisecond of hesitation before he says OOPSIES. Likewise, when he's discussing the freddie fiasco, he considers for a moment that he's doing something wrong, then very deliberately glosses over it like it's nothing. (For more, see nadja figuring out he pillaged her village, leaving benjy alone and hypnotised, turning Gail without her consent, etc)

I believe the reason for this is a very specific turn the writers want to take with nandor as a character. It's a fact that nandor hasn't been happy for a long time, but this fact only becomes evident from the latter half of season 2 onwards. This is also when he starts fucking up more, and instead of taking responsibility the way he did with Sean and the brain scramblies, he starts to write things off like they don't really matter.

Had the vampires not stated clearly that he was going through vampire depression, it would have been evident from the way he just... stopped caring about everything and everyone. Compounded by guillermos apparent betrayal in 3×10, I believe he just kept sinking into these feelings, until he became the nandor we see in s4.

I know in a previous post i said they'd just made him into an asshole incel (which btw I do still think), I believe its a mask for the terrible depression he's going through. He's a lonely lonely vampire who wishes he could be human, who wants a lifeline so badly he'll cling to one made of gum and feathers at this point, and he's been in this despairing state for a while.

First, he clutched onto guillermo, thinking if he made him a vampire then they'd be happy. Then, he decided a wife would fix him. But she didn't, so he thought she needed to be changed. All this while he's struggling both with depression and buried feelings for guillermo. Which means when guillermo and freddie show up, happy and gay, he is intensely envious and immediately latches on to "what he's been missing".

Freddie. Freddie is the stand in for everything nandor wants but can't have. A human, slightly nerdy boyfriend, who dresses like the pits of fashion and knows enough about nandors niche interests to be interesting. He's the "perfect fix". Until he isn't.

This episode made a lot of people, including me, very very angry. But I think we need to look past this to what nandors really struggling with and allow the writers to let him grow without praising them for some episodes and cursing them for other, heartbreaking but necessary ones.

Honestly I'm pissed about the ending they forced on marwa, because yes she deserved to stab him at least once. But once again, I think that last shot of them together just highlights how far gone nandor is. She looks miserable, because he IS miserable. Marwa doesn't like him because he doesn't like himself. Marwa doesn't like living because nandor doesn't like living.

Sure, he smiles and laughs with freddie, but he's uncomfortable not knowing human jokes. Even the second time around he looks deeply unhappy when he's laughing at the roomba joke. He wants to be a part of this little clique humans have SO SO badly, but at the end of the day he is other.

And finally, that shot at the end where nandor cries after leaving freddie on the train. Is he grieving leaving freddie or is he grieving the travels he could have had with guillermo? Is he really crying or just scrunching up his face for the cameras? It all comes down to the original question: does he care? And the answer is, no, not anymore, not for a long time.

In conclusion, this has been long and rambling, but I can't wait to see how far he has to fall before he hits rock bottom, or if this is perhaps rock bottom. At that point I would like to see if he wishes to become human, or wishes that he'd always be happy. Or, my favourite option, I would like to see who the writers bring in as the person who shows him how to heal himself. Either way, the writers have brought the show this far without ruining it, and I trust them with this episode and the bigger picture, and I can only hope that they follow through on that.

#wwdits #nandor the relentless #not tagging this as nandermo bc it isnt #as someone who went thru a period where i literally did nothing beyond lying around and crying and not being able to stop crying #i can see a bit of myself in nandor #i fucked up a lot in that time and i just couldnt bring myself to care #i said some really insensitive things and then brushed them off and moved on #it wasnt my proudest moment but i yanked myself up and i hope nandor cam do the same #anyway character growth uwu good writing uwu nandor character development U fucking WU

[legendheroes]

Welcome, this blog is full on delusional and crossover art/stuff between the Digimon TV series protags. Ah, and stuff from that peculiar XW AU setting i didn't shut up about on my artblog last year LOL.

Expect chaos and shitposts here. Also some canon divergence because some series i didn't rewatch for a long long time ago.

There's only love and unhinged energy here. Daisuke might be present in most of those because yeah, i love this kiddo a lot.

I won't tolerate any series/game/manga hate in this space. If you don't like any of them, please unfollow/block me instead.

Askblog → @tomorrows2top Artblog → @digitalgate02

Call me Ni (she/they), btw. Please be over 18+ to follow this blog, since some stuff might be not recommended for minors (mostly language, i don't draw/write NFSW/smut stuff). And don't steal or edit my stuff please! If you don't agree with my headcanons or ideas please politely block or mute this account 💦 I accept fact checking/corrections, but as long they're done in a non-passive-aggressive or non-mockery sense. And yeah, my English my not be perfect as well (and i can only read kanji and so little stuff in Japanese, having to double check stuff with friends with better skills than mine orz)

Blog status: Currently on depression season + trying to work on a few personal projects (YPD is one of them)

↓ Some important things to be said regarding asks are below the cut ↓

I won't write/draw AUs or Stories/Fanfictions, OCs or even headcanons/theories from other people. Even the old ones i've collaborated with i prefer to not touch them again (because, i lost contact with people and also lost all the posts/details of them )

Please avoid sending me many of "what do you think of [X]" questions because sometimes those kiiiinda make me get no idea what to answer, or perhaps i've been answered/posted something related to it before. Even so, if you would like to send one of those, first check if i hadn't answered it or something similar to it first!

At this moment, this blog is me being delusional about the AU thingy on the pinned post. Most of those posts might be about them.

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I know i've said this on countless accounts but, I have little to zero knowledge of the American dub, so my portrayal/answers/headcanons/etc are all based on the original Japanese version and sometimes stuff borrowed from the BRPT dub (which is mostly the same as the original JP for most of the series -- except Fusion). So please, don't assume that I had watched the US dub or that I am American.

My stance on the digimon (monsters) are that there's more than one of each species within the multiverse. So, Daisuke's V-mon/Magnamon, OG & Reboot Taichis' Agumon/Omegamon and Takato's Guilmon/Dukemon are not related to the Royal Knights.

I will follow all canon material if possible when working with canon versions of the characters, BUT only what i can work with. If something gets in conflict with the main TV series (Adv99-02-Tamers-Frontier-Savers-XW-Appmon-Adv2020-GG) i will reject the contradictions and use only the stuff not affected or influenced by it. Basically playing with the idea the events we know in certain media are played differently in-universe, adopted from Pixiv Dictionary. Explained better by Shiha in this post here.

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#ni rambling about something else in this blog

[the-trashiest-of-the-trash]

Could you write serigos reaction to an mc that actually calls bullshit? Like right after chapter 7 they decide to get a new lawyer and find a different, more reliable set of buyers for the plantation? I'm sorry but it seriously annoys me how much the HTLAL mc passes off as normal 💀 Dr cook literally admits to serigo re-gifting MC DEAD GRANDMOTHERS JEWELLERY. COME ON. I wonder what Sergio would say tho? Whether or not mc wants to continue their relationship would probably affect it a lot. (I'm egg anon/dumb bitch anon btw)

Side note, it really really bothers me how mc marries him so quickly. Like yeah I get it, happily ever after and shit BUT THEY PUT RICO FERRER THERE???? Just ruined the ending other than the fact that serigo would kill us if we decided to confess 🗿

Sergio with an MC who takes no bullshit

OKAY WE ARE ON THE SAME PAGE HERE. Sergio's route was clearly rushed, so certain decisions made no sense, and I have a whole post in my drafts ranting about it (Man really got one ending, when there could have been an easy "bad" ending where MC doesn't figure out that Sergio killed Abuela??). I would really like to rewrite his route because he deserves a lot more. And welcome egg anon/dumb bitch anon lol you're my first anon to have some sort of nickname

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As your partner, Sergio can admire your ability to call it as you see it. The opposite could be argued because he's sneaky, but I think he would like a strong character that wouldn't be afraid to speak their mind.

He's secretive, so when you're constantly calling him out for things that don't make sense he's scrambling to keep his secret under wraps. You're keeping him on his feet, which can be both a good thing and a bad thing.

He's quick to notice that things go much easier if he's just honest with you. He wonders if honesty really means that much to you, but doesn't push the subject if you don't want to answer

He enjoyed watching you go after the Chief though lol because honestly that man is full of bullshit and he would gladly let you loose on him.

If you do decide to pursue a relationship with him, it would definitely happen much slower than it did in the actual story. It would take time to build up trust because of how secretive he was before, but at least there would be a solid foundation

Whenever you ask him a question you add "And cut the bullshit." Before he can even start to answer. It surprised him the first couple of times but he quickly got used to it

The only time he really found it to be an issue is when you got to questioning Cook, and finding out about their relationship. You'll have to have a long (and exhausting) talk with him. He can be a pain in the ass so it will require patience on both ends.

Speaking of him being a pain in the ass, sometimes he'll do it on purpose to grind your gears on subjects that really aren't that important lol

When you raise the idea of looking for different buyers because you didn't like your current options, he can't blame you. He might be hesitant at first (because of the nature of Ferrer's work really. He doesn't want you to get more involved than you have to) but he'll give in eventually

When it comes to getting a different lawyer is where he's a bit more worried. He'll respect your decision, of course, but he still cares for the plantation and what will become of it.

I mean, he knows doesn't have to be your lawyer to continue your relationship. There could be different times where he could help out, but if you want to keep him out of selling the plantation then okay. He knows he can't force you. (This isn't Sergio from Chava's route ok)

#fictif #fictif sergio #sergio jimenez #fictif heir to love and lies #heir to love and lies #fictif htll #htll

[journey-of-the-ip]

May 9th, 2024

Today, I'm in love.

I didn't just fall in love, in case future me is reading this thinking the date is weird. I've been with Vanessa for 5+ years at the time of writing. In fact, Vanessa hasn't even been mentioned on this blog, that's how long I've been without writing here.

I wanted to start writing again because we just finished watching Queen of Tears, which is a k-drama where the main character confronts their own mortality with a seemingly fatal condition. At the end drama's always do that montage thing where they fast forward through their life and show them living happily ever after in a monologue, and I got that bittersweet sickening feeling that you get when you feel like life is flashing by your eyes faster than you can afford to savor it.

I love how deeply and richly my life is recorded on this 365, and it is genuinely the best preserved record of my life. I know I won't realistically find time to write here every day, let along take a picture to go along with any text, but I'd like to be kind to myself, and post here when I can, picture or text, and hope to god that tumblr doesn't go down without me being able to save my record here. Maybe I should make a backup somewhere....

Anyways, logistics aside, I should tell my future self where I am right now.

I am in love. Like I said before, its been 5+ years already, but it feels like we're in a new renaissance, a new honeymoon phase.

We've been steadily and earnestly working on our relationship this whole time, but ever since graduating, we've had some key patches that have made being together feel so much safer, and wholesome and wonderful. I feel filled with love almost every day. We celebrate each other, play with each other, and spend time with Smoosh.

Right now, I am semi-focused on getting better at volleyball, and Vanessa is in her log phase of dance growth. She's working on heels, hip hop, popping, waving, and she's getting better so fast! She's found an awesome community and has really great, supportive teachers. I injured my ankle last week, so I've been a little more hesitant lately, and also trying to figure out how to balance getting better with enjoying my hobbies haha.

Another thing that I have been focusing on has just been spending time at the gym. I am more buff than I've ever been in my life, and I owe a lot of that to cottage cheese hahaha.

There's a lot more I'd like to share, since I haven't recorded the person I've been in more than 5 years, but I think I'll stop here today to let myself know that it's okay to have shorter posts, it should be easy and low barrier to entry to update this blog.

Btw Justin Wilkowski is randomly visiting next week, and Ernie is visitng two weeks after that!

Random blasts from the past, its almost fitting that I'm starting to post here. I haven't seen either of them in years, almost as long as I've not updated this blog hahaha.

Oh and I'll update with a picture of Smoosh, I'll surely want to remember him, but you've already seen that if you're scrolling back down to here.

[1uvtae]

what do you do when you have just been cheated on? | kim taehyung

♡ word count: 17k (yes it may be less than 20k but this! it's intense!)

♡ genre: hard smut& fluff!! & crack & some angry angst towards the end (...also very protected sex! stay safe friends!) taehyung is a sweetheart inside a fuckboy's body and y/n is quite immature for getting back on her cheating boyfriend with taehyung but,,,,girl gotta do what she gotta do!

- kae's little 'moral of the story' tip: just don't cheat on your s/o. unless it's kim taehyung. /j

♡ summary/snippet: what do you do when you have found out that your long-term boyfriend has been cheating on you? well, contacting his (may i mention, very, very hot) best friend tae is definitely an option.

♡ kae chit chats: happy taetae day! i was actually on the way of posting another lengthy fic that i had started writing a month or two ago but i think that might not be the best option because i have sadly not edited that fic to the point where i think it is suitable to be posted...so here we are with this fic! i don't know where my inspiration for this fic came from because no i have literally no experience in almost any of the events that have happened here (except for eating ramen probably) but the thought of it popped right in when i opened a new doc so here we are..! enjoy this very much and i hope you guys are weirdly satisfied with this ending because this fic was definitely a rollercoaster in my opinion...lastly, so much love for my supporters (you guys hee hee) and happy birthday to the best boy in the world, taehyung. - kae

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PLEASE READ BEFORE YOU ENTER- (trigger warnings: mentions of cheating and emotional manipulative side character with a hint of moral coercion, semi-violence towards the end & stalking behavior, very intense conversations, and mentions of one small injury and alcohol use but a happy ending !)

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what do you do when your boyfriend just cheated on you?

when you found out that your boyfriend cheated on you that day, you decided to contact your boyfriend’s best friend.

before that day, you had only met taehyung one or two times, in fact, you didn't even know his name, only hearing the nickname ‘tae’ being called out by your boyfriend a few times. you did not even have any source of contact with him except the silent and dead group chat your boyfriend has once added you to.

you go through the list of members and find him at the bottom of the list. a profile picture of a pretty and slender hand holding up the fluffy face of a black and tan pomeranian. his username was simple and casual: thv. you supposed this must be the ‘tae’ you’re searching for since you knew everyone else's names.

the account was private and you requested. he did not accept the request until late in the afternoon, followed by a bold question mark in your message requests.

y/n: busy?

thv: not really

thv: whats up

the thought that he probably does not remember who you are hits you, considering your profile picture also doesn’t include your face. and of course, the many years you have been dating your boyfriend, he barely took you out to hang out with his friends, none of his friends would remember you anyways. you hesitate to reply but end up typing a word and sending it anyway.

y/n: well

thv: if youre asking to hook up, im afraid im not the suitable person to be sleeping with my friends girlfriend :)

a splash of awkwardness enters the chat, followed by your surprise that he still remembers you.

y/n: i wanna get back at him for cheating

thv: :0

the emoji he sent over seemed to know too much, you can’t help but think to yourself if he knew about your boyfriend’s unfaithfulness all along.

and that makes you feel very uncomfortable.

you decided to not reply, locking your screen and you lie back on your couch, switching to take a tired and quick nap. right when you are starting to enter the comforts of dreamland, you were startled by a notification. you struggle to grab the phone on the coffee table, unlocking it, you stare at the blue text and freeze.

thv: come over then

before you could text back a question mark or anything, he had already sent his location over.

the anger you were supposed to feel hours ago when you had just found out that your boyfriend had cheated on you came in right this second. when you had finally realized that you, y/n y/l/n, had been cheated on.

and that gives you more motivation to head over to tae’s house. you were going to get that cheating bastard back, be sleeping with his best friend. you barely felt embarrassed about going to tae’s house now. it was something consented to and with a purpose.

you stand up to go shower, pick an outfit, do your makeup so perfectly that you even brought out the expensive lipstick you only use on special occasions (like this one). you called an uber and headed right over to the location he had sent you an hour ago.

when you find yourself sitting on the black leather seats of the car, you feel hunger growling in your stomach, then you recall that you have not eaten anything today due to the load of information you have consumed last night that made you lose all your appetite.

he lived pretty far away, an expensive area almost out of your city, full of luxurious and lavish shopping areas and too much lighting at night time on the noisy streets. when you thank the driver and walk out of the uber, you notice the ramen store in front of you, you immediately rush in.

before ordering, you text him. “have you eaten? i’m at a ramen store, do you want some takeaway?”

thv: bro?

thv: my pants are already off wdym if i want ramen

you snort at the text, then catch yourself.

thv: anyways

thv: extra pork slices and no spring onions thank u <3

y/n: …..

one plastic bag in each hand, you walk into the neighborhood while trying to calculate the large prices of each car driving by. (as if you knew anything about cars, you cannot even tell the difference between two brands of cars.) you take your phone out once again to skim the address he had sent you, after strolling around with no result, you receive another text.

thv: hello. where is my ramen order?

you roll your eyes. does he think you’re uber eats?!

y/n: i think im lost =.=

thv: where r u rn

y/n: 13A

thv: turn around, walk straight until you find 9A then turn right

thv: im standing outside

with the text, you find him outside his house in less than a few minutes. you pause in your tracks and question yourself if that is actually him.

the past times you have seen him was always at clubs, the lighting dark and mysterious, smoke travelling everywhere, he always wore a white or black button-up, surrounded by different women, not to mention the thoughts you were brainwashed by your boyfriend, always telling you he’s a fuckboy and extremely flirty with anyone. your conclusion of him was a complete asshole with nothing but a pretty face and money.

but this was different. maybe because it’s at his house instead of clubs. or it’s because you have come to the conclusion that your boyfriend is a liar himself and everything that comes out of his toilet hole of a mouth is made up or exaggerated.

he’s wearing a grey oversized hoodie with causal sweats, too boyish to consider he was the person you’ve seen once or twice at the bars.

the second he sees you, he breaks into a small smirk.

“hi.”

you want to scream.

the thought that “i am going to hand him the ramen and leave” has completely left your mind. you knew he was pretty handsome before, but that wasn’t the handsome you were interested in. this long and fluffy dark hair, square-jawed, semi-tan skin with simple silver hoops piercings is your type of handsome.

you walk to him and smile back.

“hey.”

he reaches his hands out to grab the plastic bags from your hands, your hands brushing slightly.

he inspected the ramen in his hands and knitted his brows in concern. “you’re quite slow, the noodles are cold.”

you resist pouring the noodles on his face at his annoyingly funny gesture of criticizing the noodles. you follow him into his house thinking that the next actions will probably be the awkwardest moments you will ever encounter. but he didn’t pause to say something or do anything, he walked straight to his kitchen to get the noodles ready, taking chopsticks and bowls out while kindly asking you if you wanted to try some of the kimchi soup he had just finished making.

“sure.”

you close your eyes and convince yourself many times. you are here to hook up. you are only here to hook up. just have dinner and sex, then you are going to leave.

the soup was so good though.

before you finished eating he went to answer a call. you finished with your food and walked to the sink to start cleaning the utensils while thinking about all the moments that have happened in the past day or so, then you feel a hand take the bowl from you and put it back into the sink. you jump in surprisement. he shut off the running tap, “just leave it there. i’ll clean it up later.”

his voice was so deep it’s haunting. the distance between you two was close but safe. a good distance for friends to maintain. but the fact is: you two aren’t even friends.

you dry your hands and turn to look back at him, he opens his mouth to speak. “i have something to do, gotta go.” you pause. what? so you’re not gonna do anything?

he continued: “there’s barely any taxis here, i’ll send you home.”

you couldn’t help but stress the fact that: “but you told me to come over.” he nodded in agreement, showing understanding, tilting his head (cutely), he tried to negotiate: “so….how about…you stay here and wait for me? i’ll come back.” you understood that you’re gonna be a bother no matter what and this was just not going to happen.

“nah, it’s fine. i’ll call an uber.” you smile back and head to grab your tote bag off the couch.

before you could take a step, you feel a warm hand reach for your arm. the excitement rushed to your head. he tugged you slightly and you were back to where you were, in front of the sink, his eyes stared you down slowly and carefully. you didn’t try to struggle or anything, just completely mesmerized by his dark pupils.

“kitchen, living room, or the bedroom?”

“bedroom.”

he smiled and nodded.

hand in hand, he walked upstairs with you and into the bedroom.

your eyes traveled from the colored lights to the wines on the bedside table, then to the rose decorations, maybe this was not a good idea. the thought that the bed probably had been rolled with other people concerns you.

“hey.” you speak and he looked back at you and hummed in response.

“can i return to the previous options?”

he looked confused. “what previous options?”

“the ‘kitchen, living room, or bedroom’ options.”

he chuckled lightly, “too slow.”

then he pushed you onto the bed.

the bed, very soft. him, the opposite. he got on top gently and slowly started taking each piece of his clothing off, while still maintaining eye contact between you two. hoodie, tshirt, sweats, all the way down.

then it’s your turn. one of his large hands caressed from your face to your neck and the other traveled with every minute from one button to another on your white button-up dress. popping each of them with such care. the moment lasted long. so long that it made you question if you actually should’ve just worn a shirt and shorts instead. when he removed the dress, what was under was revealed to him. he looked from up and down with his pretty eyes, and backed up at your eyes. this time, there was a fire burning in his eyes.

under the dress, you wore a laced-up sheer slip-in dress. and nothing else. the handsome smirk found his face for the millionth time today. “only wearing that?”

his hand had found your abdomen and you felt your skin burning from head to toe at the touch of his soft and gentle palms, and it was going to burn this dress if he didn't take it off right now. at last, he found the way to your chest. his long and slender fingers drawing random shapes on your skin through the loose fabric, causing a ticklish and tingle right to your head. your hand found his and you held it tightly, squeezing it before trying to form proper words with your breath. “no more playing, please.”

he raises an eyebrow at you and grabs your hand so fast that now it’s the opposite way around, his hand now squeezing yours, he leads your hand slowly from his knees up, your eyes focused on the hands that are intertwined and slowly traveling up his thighs, and then he stops before it reaches the final stop before muttering with his deep and playful voice, “how can something like this be quick? hm?” you look back up. “only sex toys don’t play and gets straight to the point. what can i say? i like to play with my food.”

you can’t spit any words out. he slowly hovers over you and his fingers proceed into the rim of the dress, making their way slowly and steadily up. your breath becomes harder to breathe in and out as if he has sucked all the oxygen there is in the room. then his fingers find their way there to your core, and his teeth also find their way to your neck. his head tucks itself in the crook of your neck and kisses it gently before trying to bite a small part of your skin, you try to move away. but it resulted to leave a mark there that is way too obvious.

he didn’t seem to notice you moving away, pulling down the band of your dress and continuing to kiss your body downwards, his hands never stopped. a hand of his reaches into the bedside table drawer and pulls out the obvious sealed item. one hand on your abdomen again, he pushed in. although there was a lot of playing beforehand, the pain was still there. you hear his groan right in your ear and you turn to look straight at him, his eyes were filled with a fog of lust and the handsome face of pleasure was definitely something you could get used to.

he stops when he’s all the way in, not forgetting to remind you: “relax.”

you respond with a hint of brattiness. “i’m very relaxed…..thank you very much.” he chuckles darkly and the vibration from his chest goes straight into you, you contain yourself to make a noise. his hand lifts your chin up and his thumb brushes your bottom lip gently, rubbing it with such care. “if it’s uncomfortable, tell me right away. if it feels good……..you also have to give me some feedback, okay?”

feedback? how?

before you could ask the question out, he started moving inside you again, more violently and more aggressively. without any guard against it, you couldn’t help but to make sounds. soft noises, loud noises, all from the intimate touch under the shards of moonlight. you hear his chuckle between the hits.

“see? you’re giving me feedback.”

his chest hits yours and you feel how heavy he feels against but how good this feels to you. you use your hands to circle around his neck. the bed feels emotional, as if this was a test tube experiment in science class, going to explode any second.

you don’t know how to describe this feeling. like everything inside you had been removed and toggled around and placed back into you. was it pleasure? yes. was it love? was it something right? you don’t know. but all you can feel is his touch. all you can see is him under the pink lighting. and all you can hear was your voice, his breath, and the sound of thumping and connecting that makes people’s faces blush.

you both ended under the darkness. you leaned against him and felt it impossible to move around anymore. you mumble with a sleepy voice, “there’s no one at your house, right?” “that’s a bit too late to ask that, don’t you think?”

right. you’ll shut up now.

you fell asleep easily.

when you wake up, you don’t even know what time it is. the ceiling was still pink and the night was still dark and cold, this felt like a dreamland but in reality. you find himself next to you, his back towards you, and the room was filled with his light snoring. under the bunch of discarded clothing you hear the vibration of a phone, the caller was under the name of ‘s.young’, and they have rung him at least 10 times. you realized that this was his phone, you put it down and try to find yours.

the bright screen illuminated your face as you scrolled through the game and social media notifications to find a text message from him telling you that the asshole himself was going to be back home. you two had moved in a year ago and even though you knew he has been cheating for the past day or two, he doesn’t have a single clue.

and you needed real proof and evidence to break up with him or else he would accuse you of not knowing anything. so at this moment, you still had to suffer living with him every day. it was something you were already partly used to, so you were fine about it.

you stand up so quick to put on your clothes. taehyung was woken up by the sound of your bare feet walking on the wooden floor. he raised his head to look at you, still filled with sleepiness. “what time is it?” you look at your dress, trying to figure out which button is supposed to go into the third hole. “2 am something.” he lies back in bed and shuts his eyes to go back to sleep before speaking again. “leaving so late?” you didn’t respond, struggling to pop all your buttons in.

when you arrived back home you were met with the familiar pair of shoes, of course, he is back. you walk past him that’s almost falling asleep on the couch, he turns on the light and looks at you before asking. “where did you go?”

you answer coldly. “friend’s birthday party.” then you grabbed your pyjamas and headed to the bathroom without waiting for any reaction from him. you spend 5 minutes in front of the mirror, observing your body. you could not see anything when you are clothed, obviously, but when you take everything off, it is a complete mess. marks on your chest, legs, fingermarks on your waist, and the obvious. there was a red and every indented bite mark on your left breast. vibrant and deep.

you were sure that anyone who knew tae would definitely know who has created this mark. it was like a logo, a stamp. after showering and cleaning yourself from everything, you walked into your bedroom without sparing him a glance. sitting comfortably, you find a text being sent to you half an hour ago from your ‘one-night stand’.

thv: i think……i might’ve bit you.

y/n: yes. you did.

thv: whoops

while you were changing his contact name he sent another message over.

tae: r u home

y/n: mhm

tae: rest well

tae: good night.

you didn’t answer, instead, you deleted the entire chat.

this was nothing but something you wanted to get back at a cheating dick. it’s a perfect ending this way. nothing more, nothing less.

he never contacted you afterward, and you never went to disturb him like the first time, you were busy trying to figure out what would be a suitable way to break up with your boyfriend.

and then that happened. you feel your boyfriend leave in the middle of the night like every other time. you hold your breath until you hear the door shut and his key locking it from the outside. you wait for a good half an hour and search for the contact that has been discarded.

y/n: are you with them?

he answered right away as if he knew you were going to text him after two calm weeks.

tae: yeah….

tae: my room is next to their room

and that was all you needed to be assured that tae knew this all along. he knew everything. you knew it too and you don’t blame him. your boyfriend and that girl had gone out many times and you never really knew how to approach and handle that fact. but this time, you’re sure your one-night stand can help. he sent a location right away, but this time it’s for different purposes, obviously since you two are obviously not planning to hook up.

you found your way to the hotel in half an hour and texted him for which specific room he’s at. he sent over two rooms, one is his and the other, well, theirs. (you stare at the two consecutive numbers and debate on whether you wanted to head for the left and catch them in the act or head to the right and make it a two-night-stand.)

you are now looking at the two rooms in front of you and hear a sharp ‘ding!’ and the door slides open slowly to reveal a familiar person looking down at his phone, he raises his head and meets eyes with you. you didn’t know what emotion or mood you should use to face him, so you just stood there and he smiled lightly.

“oh! i thought you were also gonna be lost this time…so i headed down to wait for you.”

you feel your cheeks go pink at the kind gesture. “well, yeah, thank you.”

you two walked shoulder to shoulder to his room and you watched him ring the doorbell. that’s weird. isn’t this his room? the door opens to reveal another woman, she leans on the doorframe and starts to complain, “taehyung that took you a long time just to buy some beer-” her eyes meet yours as he grabs your wrist and pulls you in with him. “oh mr kim! is this perhaps some three-person game we can play…?” she speaks in a joking tone.

your mind is zooming from how you found it funny how he used buying beer as an excuse to wait for you and how you have just found out his name is kim taehyung. he smirks and shakes his head in response. “definitely not. ick.” he takes a car key and throws it at her before telling her to leave. she smiles knowingly and shuts the door. the atmosphere has returned to awkwardness for you. not him, obviously. he does things normally, turns on the tv, takes off his jacket, and casually asks you if you ate dinner.

“yeah, i ate.”

“oh, i thought you were going to take away some ramen for me again.” he pretends to be disappointed, pouting like a little child and you answer in a small but still audible voice that the reason why you bought him food was that you wanted to fuck him, and today, well, that’s not the case today.

“okay then, i get it. i’m only worth one bowl of ramen.” he then fakes to sulk and you roll your eyes. “then what are you going here if you don’t wanna fuck me?” he emphasizes on the ‘don’t’ and you ignore his annoyingness. “jokes aside…if you wanna catch them in the act…” he gets comfortable on the bed and looks at his watch. “im afraid it’s not the time yet.”

“how long have they been together? like this whole cheating thing.”

he shrugs. “i think you have to ask your boyfriend that.”

“oh.”

he pats the empty spot next to him and tells you to come to sit here.

you feel like two dumbasses sitting on the bed together as if there aren’t three couches next to the both of you, but the bed is comfy and cleaner than the last time you two were on a bed. so who cares.

you lay down and look at the white ceiling, and you see him also lay next to you but looking at you. you were scared to look at him so you kept your eyes focused on the ceiling above speaking, but more as if it was to the ceiling than him. “i feel like i cockblocked you.” he hums lightly and stares at you with amusement. “not really, i still have you if i need that..”

you want to muffle him with a pillow sometimes.

then you hear his chuckles again randomly, causing you to turn curiously towards him. his eyes are squinting in laughter and you felt a sudden attraction towards his boxy smile.

he explains, “you know, that night after you left, i slept for hours and hours. i haven’t slept so deep and long in so long, y/n.” this was the first time you have heard your name come out of his mouth, and you loved how it sounded with his voice. you don’t mind him calling your name every second if you can be here to hear it.

“i bet you slept that long cos you’re old and crusty and i'm too energetic for you.” you joked and the two of you fell back into bursts of giggles and chuckles. “you’re too confident. i didn’t expect you to leave in the middle of the night, i also left some energy for the morning activities too.”

“........shut up.” and he did what you said.

in the silence, you hear the notification sound from your phone. it was your boyfriend responding to the text you sent that was ‘casually’ asking where he is and why he slipped out in the middle of the night.

son of a bitch: i’m drinking with my friends…they dragged me out.

son of a bitch: go to sleep babe don’t you have work tomorrow?

you raise an eyebrow as you type back, taehyung watching your actions next to you.

y/n: you have so many friends, which one?

he did not even hesitate to respond with of course: tae. yk? you’ve seen him a few times.

you let out a dry laugh and turn to look at taehyung, him also looking back at you. when your eye’s meet, he smirks and sits up. “i’m gonna go shower, wait for me.”

you didn’t even think much of it that second, responding with an ‘okay’ and not even thinking why he had to tell you that and why did he ask you to wait for him and why did you even agree to wait for him. his hand patted your head lightly and you heard him mutter a “good.” and walk towards the bathroom. your eyes followed his back and all the way to the glass door shuts, your eyes were still fixed on the glass door.

you look down as you come to the realization that the glass bathroom door perfectly shows you what’s inside with a light blur, but still easy to make out the figure inside. (although you have already seen everything, it’s still very intimidating.) you unlock your phone and start typing again.

y/n: watch out, tae might be a bad influence

son of a bitch: haha you worry too much, he’s a great dude

son of a bitch: go to sleep babe

son of a bitch: be good

you cringe at the last text, being called ‘good’ by these two different men makes a perfect contrast now, and you realize how weird your boyfriend is. the thought that he can just lie to you like that and if you aren’t with taehyung right now or did not know anything about him cheating, you would’ve believed him easily. and that disgusts you.

taehyung comes out of the shower quickly and you watch him walk to the empty side of the bed and sit comfortably as he starts drying his damp hair with a towel. “hey, can you pass me my phone?” you look to your side and grab the phone and hand it to him without looking at him, still focused on whatever TikTok video you were watching. when you passed the phone over, he didn’t reach for the phone, instead, his hand found your wrist.

you look up and find him still drying his hair, the towel covering his face, so you don’t know if the interaction was a pure accident or on purpose, but you don’t care at this point. you pull away from his grasp and plop the phone in his palms.

this was getting boring, not knowing when was the right time. you sat up and decided to walk around the room out of boredom. right when you were going to open the door and check outside, you heard a trail of loud laughter. freezing, you turn to look at him. taehyung pulls the towel off his head and comments casually. “as you can tell, the hotel’s not that soundproof.”

not that soundproof? this hotel just isn’t soundproof at all. might as well knock these fucking useless walls down at this point. (actually, don’t. you kind of need them there right this second.”

you can hear everything clearly and loudly. from the spring of the bed to the harsh and unpretty words, to the giggles and obvious moans of pleasure. everything came through the walls as thin as paper. you feel a ball of anger rush out, you rush to storm out the door, right when you reached the handle, his hand stopped you.

“you have to let me go. i'm gonna burn the two of them down!”

taehyung speaks with a big smile, “hm. as if that will do something.”

his words felt like a splash of water that just put out the rage of fire you were feeling.

the voices from next door still went on, but they didn’t seem to make you as mad as they did before, in fact, you find it quite entertainingly funny. you can’t help but wonder their reactions if you rushed in. the sounds and moans the girl was making were indeed……sexy. you could tell why he would go for someone like her.

taehyung stays standing in front of you, his hand still wrapped around your wrist, “you smell nice. you always did, you know?” you were taken out of your thoughts when you heard the sudden compliment. “last time when you slept over, the entire room smelled nice afterward.”

the words bring you back to that night. the confused and complicated afternoon with a hint of flirtatiousness. every scene was pierced into your brain and you couldn’t get yourself to move back when he started coming closer. his hand felt warm and hot like that night, making your face also heat up.

the next second, you were pulled to the soft and comfy bed. he pressed you against the bed as he moved closer to you, his face nudged against your neck, he spoke against your soft neck. “hmm..yeah, you smell really good.” you gently push him away. “taehyung…….”

he interrupts, “it’s tae.”

you clear your throat. “tae.”

he smiles boyishly at the mention of his nickname, looking too cute to be pressed against your burning body right now.

“mhm. i’m listening, jagi.”

you stare in his eyes for a slight second before moving your glance away when you come to the conclusion that whenever you look straight into his eyes, he’s going to get what he wants with those doe eyes. “i don’t wanna…….” your voice trails off.

“hm?”

“i…i don’t plan on having sex with you again. the previous time was an act of revenge for that dick. if we do it again…it will get out of control.” you make serious eye contact with him, trying to hope this will convince him.

you deeply want this. you know he wants this, and you’re sure if he went one more step further, you would’ve let him anyway. you found this wrong, but it didn’t mean you couldn’t do wrong things sometimes right….? maybe you should’ve just let this happen again. and again.

your glance of seriousness immediately turns to a defeat and a regretful mood, oh god if you wished you could unsend words like texts on a digital screen. because you want to do this right now.

he raises an eyebrow to look at you, who are currently locked lying on the bed, and he can definitely tell by your eyes that you also want this now. he slowly guides a finger up to your core as he searches on your face for a sign of approval.

‘if he doesn’t get a sign of approval in 3 seconds he will stop.’

3.

his burning fingers send a tingly sensation from your legs to your head, you shut your eyes tightly and try to keep your breathing normally.

2.

taehyung stops right in front where you need it the most, his eyes never left your face.

1.

you nod.

after the nod, he did not give you another second to hesitate, the fingers entered and you were invaded once again. his memory seemed so good, although you two slept once, he had already seemed to remember all your sensitive spots and has created a perfect guide to enter and reach every single of those points.

your mind slowly fogs up and the fog is completely cleared in a second when he enters your flower field of a body again. you were expecting more foreplay, considering he had given you a good hour of foreplay that night. when he enters, your hands reach for the closest thing to grab and hold onto - his arm. you squeeze it tightly and hum in response.

his mouth finds your earlobe and bites it gently before whispering with his hot breath. “ah…..sorry…..it’s been a while….”

you pause to think about what you wanted to say without sounding too salty. “how long is ‘a while’? i bet you had sex like a day ago.”

he doesn’t move and thinks as if he was solving a question. “after that time, i left the country for a trip to Hawaii.”

you couldn’t help a slight hint of jealousy as if you were the suitable person to feel jealous.

“oh. i bet there were so many pretty girls there.”

he makes strong and intense eye contact with you once again. “not as pretty as you.”

that second, you actually felt your heartbeat speed up.

but there was an unspoken rule you were used to: anything men say before, during, right after sex should not be believed.

back to the main topic….he is very expressive with his hands. he squeezes you gently to get your attention back onto him, although your attention had ever left him. “hey, did you forget what i said?”

your brain goes blank. “what?”

he looked slightly disappointed, rocked his body at you, teeth-gritting at the intimate touch. “feedback, jagi.”

you contain yourself from actually making some noise. “there’s feedback next door. listen to that.” he cracked up: “come on, i’m not listening to random moaning clips on youtube. also, your voice is so much prettier than hers.”

although this was not something to be proud of, you couldn’t help but feel good about his comment: “are you being serious?” he bites down harder on your shoulder before responding. “of course.�� although the effect of his touches completely sweeps you off your feet, you still tried your hardest to not make a single noise.

“hey hey hey, am i really that shitty that you won’t even moan? or are you scared he’s going to hear it and find out?” the eyes he gave you were a teasing glance that you’ve never seen from him before, and you gotta admit it, it’s making you feel more than something.

you shake your head. “he won’t recognize it.”

“you’re his girlfriend, what do you mean? your voice is so unique.”

“i never moan when it comes to sex with him.”

he was taken by surprise, and you realized that maybe this was not the suitable topic to be discussing right now when you two are connected to each other. the atmosphere has shifted and definitely way weirder than before, you felt a slight pain when he moved his hand away from your chest. “fuck, sorry. i should’ve just said nothing.” you speak moments after.

he shakes his head, eyes looking down. you start to speak again. “i can just leave, you know-” he suddenly pushes your shoulder down with great force, and brings his face back to the familiar place, biting on the exact piece of flesh as he did last time. “what the fuck- ow!”

“taehyung you bitch!” you look down to observe the deep bite mark.

“shh jagi. they can hear us next door.”

you huff. he could’ve at least switched to the other side!

after the bite, more dirty and filthy words started to pour out of his mouth and drown your entire body out with each syllable. you felt completely under his control and not going to lie, you loved this feeling. his mouth began to make marks everywhere like last time, and you can still feel the pain from your left breast. “god- tae. stop fucking biting me.”

his voice sounded too innocent to be forming the dirty words: “you don’t let me kiss you…so i gotta keep my mouth occupied.”

“fuck you, my head is going to…hit the headboard.”

he laughs as he brings an arm to protect your head from the wooden board. “i’ve never fucked someone until they get angry.”

hours passed and you two are still lying comfortably on the bed. “oi. bathroom.” you nudged him and he lifted the arm that was embracing you. you pick up the pile of your clothes and walk into the bathroom.

you walked out clothed and he checked you out, after seeing that you were probably going to head out soon, he seemed a little disappointed. “come here.”

you bend down to take your phone off the floor, “i'm gonna go home.”

he sits up: “your boyfriend texted me, do you wanna see it?”

you turn to him with curiosity,

he smiled “he heard us….do you wanna see what his reaction was?”

of course you wanted to. you walk slowly towards the bed and smile sheepishly “so….can i see?”

he pats the spot next to him and lifts the covers, signalling for you to get in.

you hesitated.

“you don’t have to get in. or can i have a smoochy smooch?!!” you shudder at the disgusting nickname and make a face before making your way to get in the bed.

“hey. that’s rude! i swear i don’t stink or anything.” you giggle and lean back into his arms once again and take the phone he handed to you. your boyfriend started the conversation first: “oh shit you’re finally done. taehyung replied casually with a “you heard us?” “no shit. your girl seemed so fun.” after reading the three sentences, you felt so utterly uncomfortable that your boyfriend could just throw out these adjectives to describe you as a toy, so you returned the phone.

taehyung didn’t take the phone back: “continue.”

there’s more?

you scroll down.

taehyung: you guys were also very loud.

your boyfriend denied it with a long sentence explaining how his partner was only faking the sounds and taehyung had a ‘real girl’.

you felt as if you wanted to vomit. then you read the last two texts and completely freeze.

“if my girlfriend was half as enthusiastic as your girl was tonight. i would be so fucking loyal.”

taehyung: lol.

you hand over the phone in silence. taehyung locks the phone and looks towards you. “so….are you gonna go over?”

“no, changed plans.” you answer calmly.

“you’re not going to…..break up with him?”

“i want to see how long he can play this fucking act for.”

you hopped down the bed and this time he didn’t stop you from leaving. but when you had found your way in front of the door, you heard him call your name for the second time tonight. you turn your head to look at him. “it’s my birthday on the 30th…do you wanna come over?” it was definitely a weird offer from him but you didn’t think much, knowing that you will not be welcomed if you went. you didn’t have a purpose there, cockblock your boyfriend with his lover and try to explain afterward the complicated relationship between you and taehyung without giving out the fact that you two had sex? that’s too tiring for you. you declined and he nodded, sliding down into the covers and scrolling on his phone when you left.

you knew your boyfriend wouldn’t mention a single word about taehyung’s birthday. it’s fine, you didn’t want to go anyways. but on the 29th, the bastard knocked on your bedroom door. “are you close with tae?”

hearing the name being mentioned, you feel a thump in your chest. “what?”

he told you to go check the group chat. you find the group chat that has been covered by messages.

taehyung: birthday on the 30th

taehyung: bring your friends family idk

taehyung: i can't cook for shit so we going to the club to eat

then a bunch of useless and random messages flooded the group chat.

then you find a message mentioning you.

taehyung: @y/n are you coming?

you have not talked in the group chat in ages and the mention of you is shocking. knowing that you probably cannot hide in the group chat for any longer, you were forced to respond. “yeah i'll go with him.” mentioning your boyfriend (unfortunately). your boyfriend looks up from the text and smiles at you. “hm. that’s cute of you, babe.” and he comes closer to you, putting his hands on you. you could not help but think about the uncomfortable moments you have shared with him and turn away in decline. “sleep early. goodnight.” he was used to you denying most of the contact between you two, he left you alone, and soonly fell asleep.

you feel the vibration from the phone on your chest, and in the darkness, you unlock and tap on the notification badge.

taehyung: no need for presents <3

you find a smile creeping onto your face at the playful text.

y/n: who said i wanted to give you a present anyway

taehyung: give me u? ;)

your fingers stop typing when you read the message.

taehyung: actually

taehyung: i would love a kiss

he’s such a flirt it’s hard to handle it. also, you two are just friends with benefits, why is he so desperate for a kiss. in fact, you two are barely even considered friends, nor with benefits.

taehyung: rest well, see you on the 30th.

you smile at the text.

the day of his birthday, your boyfriend picks you up from work to head to taehyung’s birthday party. the car ride was silent and very, very awkward. you didn’t want to say anything and he didn’t seem like he wanted to communicate with anyone.

when you two arrived at the booked club, you met eyes with the supposed girl that your boyfriend has been spending his time with every day. she seemed to be making a phone call, or just blatantly waiting for your boyfriend to arrive. they made a good second long eye contact, and you walked past and into the restaurant. the girl following you two as if she has just ‘finished’ her call at the same time you two arrived. if you didn’t know everything, this gesture would’ve looked completely normal. in fact, everything would’ve looked completely normal. (even the fact that she came over nearly every day you were at work and left minutes before you arrived back home, pulling a fake smile to greet you every time you two bumped and you still remained clueless.) now what you think about it, you are such an idiot.

your boyfriend tugs on your hand as you two walk in and greet everyone, just like normal. your eyes search for the familiar face and he is looking straight at you. your boyfriend leads you to taehyung and wishes him a happy birthday, then jokes around with him like normal. “oh, the birthday boy didn’t bring a girl with him today?”

taehyung looks up lazily at him and takes a sip of his coke before checking out your outfit. then opening his mouth to speak. “well, didn’t you bring the girl for me?”

you feel your hands sweat at the scandalous speech that taehyung had just made.

your boyfriend freezes and tightens his grasp on your waist. you resist yourself from shutting your eyes at whatever was going to happen the next second. your boyfriend lets out a light laugh. “hey man, i only have one girl. what would i have if i gave her to you?” taehyung gives him a side glance and uses his chin to point at the girl that was following behind you two, the girl you are way too familiar with.

“what do you mean bro? you still have her.”

you try to not smile at how good this feeling felt. your boyfriend couldn’t get a word out of your mouth and the entire room was silent. it was taehyung who broke the silence once again. he looked back at you from his phone, and switched his glance back onto your boyfriend. “just joking, man, why do you look serious?” you see the girl storm out from the corner of the room. “hey everybody, make space for y/n.” your boyfriend speaks and sits down on an empty scene, observing everyone in the room. you see the girl who you bumped into the other night when you had arrived at the hotel, you see taehyung, of course. a bunch of people smoking on another table. the room was crowded, yet it felt empty at the same time.

just then, your boyfriend’s phone rang. he placed a hand on your shoulder. “i’m going to go answer the call babe.” you knew what he meant by ‘answer the call’, probably just heading out to calm down his other girl. he left and you were left sitting there by yourself, just watching the boys play poker or whatever game that was. the room was filled with loud chatter and you found it quite annoying.

a good 15 minutes went past and you were browsing on your phone as your boyfriend came back, you caught a whiff of an unfamiliar perfume and immediately knew what’s up. feeling empty and the sense of nausea, you excused yourself to the bathroom. the dinner was loud and noisy, at least 25 people were there, eating, drinking, singing karaoke, taehyung was sitting on the leather couch in front of you, a girl practically draped over him, and he looked completely unbothered. you walk into the singular bathroom stall and go through all your social media apps. no messages.

you catch yourself that you are actually waiting for someone to talk to you.

a specific person.

you walk out of the stall and splash your face with cold tap water, calming yourself down.

when you have walked back into the place, you see your boyfriend with the girl, two people completely stuck together, browsing on a phone. heads touching and not knowing that you were getting closer. when he realizes that you have already made your way to the seat next to him, he pushes the girl away and puts an arm over your shoulder.

“i want to leave.” you sit down back on your seat and suggest. it’s already midnight and half of the people had left. “baby, i’ll go with you soon.” you decided to just close your mouth and go back on your phone, knowing that he will not obviously leave with you anytime soon. “tae booked rooms for us too, cos you know, drink driving and all. so we don’t have to go back.” you nod.

“y/n!” you look up when you hear your name being called by the girl who you had bumped into when you visited taehyung in the hotel room (her calling him by his first name and asking why he took so long to buy beer): “come here.” you walk over to her, confused. she holds you by the hand and sits you down. you sat down only to realize that she purposely sat you down between her and taehyung. you look at him for a split second, he sits up a little straighter and opens a can of beer, passing it to you. you pretend nothing went on and took the can, muttering a small ‘thanks.’

“taehyung. pass me the cards.” the friendly girl called to him and you leaned back in your seat, thinking he was going to pass it from the front. but obviously, you’re wrong. you lean back slightly and touch his arm, leaving you a little frightened.

the girl takes the cards from her side and he moves his hand back, but not back to him. he pats your back and caresses the skin lightly. you turn to look at him, he drank a lot today. red tint on his cheeks and a small smile pierced on his lips. the hand moves down and stops on your waist. you move your attention onto your boyfriend, who’s currently doing god-knows-what, obviously clueless to what is happening between you and tae.

you move back to the position you were in before and take the can of beer and take a big sip, washing the feelings down and avoiding the grip he has on your waist. you watch your boyfriend sit closer to you guys, asking what you guys were going to play. and of course, his ‘other girl’ followed. “truth or dare….duh!”

and the game started.

by round 5, you were caught. “truth or dare, y/n?”

you knew what was dare going to be, ‘pose your favorite sex position, chug a coke bottle, deepthroat a banana.’ the usual.

“truth.”

“okay….hm…..how did you fall in love with your boyfriend?”

your boyfriend looked at you, hinting for a good answer, one that he can feel proud about and brag to the boys about.

you ignore it and give your honest answer. “his outfit on the day we went on our first date.”

it was something you never mentioned or said to him because he obviously was taken by surprise. and it was true. that day your boyfriend was wearing a silk button-up with baggy khaki pants, leather shoes, and styled fluffy hair. it was something you would never forget, although it was kind of weird that he never wore anything in that kind of style afterward.

the other person continued asking: “so what kind of outfit was it?!”

“that’s the second question,” you answer and he nods, starting the next round.

after the game, you guys finally returned back to the rooms. and of course, he had to bring up the question. “you liked me because of my outfit?” it wasn’t even in a joking tone, he sounded angry. “well….yeah….at first it was the outfit….then…..”

you didn’t finish the sentence.

then you stopped liking him.

you wished you had the courage to say that out loud. but you didn’t. and he nodded before sitting on the bed with you, obviously wanting to do more that night.

you refused and pulled out a random excuse, telling him you’re on your period and have really bad cramps. he huffs and goes back on his phone, texting someone. a good minute passed and he excused himself to ‘buy some cigarettes downstairs”.

buy some cigarettes?

in a bathrobe?

funny.

he shuts the hotel room door and you peek from the key eye that he disappeared into another room in front of yours.

you get out your phone and text taehyung.

y/n: where are you?

taehyung: next to yours

y/n: anyone there?

taehyung: just come over

you change back into the clothing you had on an hour ago and walk over to the room. before even knocking, the door opened. taehyung was also in a white bathrobe, looking down at you: “what does miss y/n want in the middle of the night?”

“spreading the love around the community.” you take out a large branded gift bag and he smiles, offering you to come in the room. he shuts the door behind you and your fingers find their way into his bathrobe. he slowly removes your hand from his chest and clears his throat, reminding you: “there are people here, you’re a bit too eager, miss y/n.”

you turn to find the friendly girl and another boy sitting on the couch, two wine glasses in hand and ‘enjoying the show.’ your face heats up and drops the bag before moving to storm out of the room due to embarrassment. he grabs onto you and tells the two people to leave first.

the girl shakes her head and giggles lightly, “we’re awfully sorry for disturbing you, now, go ‘unwrap’ your present.”

the two people left and your mood also left the room. he chuckles and takes the bag with one and keeps the other hand on your waist. “i’m glad you came.”

you remove his hand from your waist. “it’s your birthday, i had to come.”

“no, not that, i meant i'm glad you came to my room to ‘spread the love around the community.' ” you spack his arm from the reminder that you were probably going to be made fun of that forever.

as if there was even going to be a ‘forever’.

he looks down at the bag curiously. “can i open it?”

“of course.”

the first and only time you went to his house, you were immediately in love with the design and interior of his house, vintage and simple. so you had decided to give him an antique record player because it completely matched his vibe and personality.

“oh shit. i like that. does it work? it is new? how expensive was this thing? the design of this thing is so unique.” he looked as if he quite liked it.

he takes it out of the box and observes it, and carefully back into the packaging, placing it on the couch, he leaned over without any warning. you felt a cold and light peak on your face and by the time he moved away, your face was burning. you bring your hands up to your cheeks and look at him, speechless.

“hey, i said i didn’t want anything but a kiss yesterday.”

“..........”

“thank you very much, y/n”

again, without any warning, you were pushed onto his bed. “taehyung what the fuck-”

“shh. unboxing my present.” he uses one hand to pin both of your hands up, locking you in place. “also, i forgot to tell you. soo-young said she saw the both of them leave to the bathroom for a good 20 minutes when he was ‘making a call’. you didn’t even need to think who he was indicating with ‘them’. rolling your eyes at the disgusting mention of him, you wrapped your arms around his neck.

he looked at you before asking. “why did you come over tonight?”

“....he left for another room.”

taehyung didn’t understand: “is he not interested in you?”

you shake your head. “i said i was on my period.”

he raised his eyebrow in a teasing manner. “really?”

“what do you think? i'm literally here, in your room. under you.”

you don’t know if it was the alcohol that made the both of you a little more braver tonight or was it the excitement that your boyfriend and everyone else didn’t even matter at this moment.

his lips felt soft and warmer than when they were against your cheek. weird, you two have already slept twice, and yet, kissing seemed more intimate than sex. you avoided eye contact when the two of your lips met. his hand found its way onto your neck, forcing you to look at him. the kiss felt passionate, more than what a friends-with-benefits kiss should feel like.

“you kinda suck at kissing, miss y/n.” taehyung muttered between groans.

your only boyfriend was the one you had right now, so you’ve never known the difference between a kiss and another, but now you do, and you are sure that he will be the reason that you will like kissing.

the moments went on and although he was doing many, other things, creating many, other roadmaps around your body, he never stopped the attack on your lips. you gain your consciousness to speak between breaths. telling him to at least stop for a moment or else your lips will swell up, he listened, removing his lips from yours and keeping his hands on your waist, steadily trying to keep you in place while invading your body. and then again, his mouth found the familiar spot. and bit it down.

“tae!”

he hummed and stopped in his movements while looking at you with a huge smirk: “not my fault. i was in the moment, jagi.”

what can you do when he looks like that, hovering above you?

taehyung takes your soft hand and peaks it before speaking through deep groans. “you wanna know a secret….”

his voice was interrupted by your phone’s vibration on the bedside table. he could grab it easily, but he didn’t, ignoring the phone. your hands were placed against his chest. “hey…wait…phone.” but the strength difference between the both of you was so big that you just gave up, and the loving continued.

after another 2 minutes, another phone rang again, it was his this time. and you had finally realized with the little left of brain left in your head, that it could very possibly be that asshole.

calling because of the fact that he went back to the room, but you were not there.

you were sweating everywhere when taehyung reached for his phone this time and answered it in a heartbeat. (or two heartbeats because your heart is beating too fast right now.)

you hear the familiar sound and bite down on your lip, trying not to make a noise, but it was impossible when he was using all his stamina. “hey tae, are you busy right now?”

“yeah, very.” taehyung answers and leans down to kiss you, the phone microphone less than an inch away from your face, you move away and hold your breath. “why did you call me this late?” the other side pauses, then speaks again. “my girlfriend isn’t in the room, i dunno where she went.”

taehyung lets out a laugh. “then how would i know.” after he had said the sentence, he started moving even faster, if that was possible. without any guard, you let out a small sound. definitely knowing what was going on, the other side responded quickly: “oh, you guys continue, i won’t disturb you anymore.” and then ended the call.

“taehyung i have to go back-”

he didn’t even budge.

“no seriously. please.”

“jagi…be patient…” his husky voice came on into your ear and you decided maybe you weren’t that urgent.

you felt like a chunk of dough afterward, head in his chest and his arms embracing you warmly. “soo-young, yeah, just say she’s staying in your room for the night.” he hung up and moved in to connect lips with you again, and you moved away. “angry again?”

you did not respond. “you’re always angry after sex, it’s funny.” you push him away. “i’m going back.” you mumble.

he stares you down. “right now? not scared to be found out?”

“found out what?” you questioned

he looks you up and down. “you do know if you walk out like that, anyone can tell what you just did.”

you realized: “........let me borrow your bathroom then.”

he let go of you, “go ahead, pretty girl.”

you walk into the bathroom and again, like always, observe the ‘crime scene’. the same marks, hickeys, and the one bite mark you’re already used to, you smile. sometimes after a while, you realize that the mark is gone. and that makes you feel empty. it feels when a permanent tattoo is suddenly removed and you’re unused to it. then you were covered by a while soft clothing is thrown at you. you could tell from the light scent that this was no other bathrobe than tae’s. you close your eyes and turn away from the big mirror. you see taehyung get dressed through the foggy and mosaic glass door and knocking comes from the outside. you hear the annoying voice: “soo-young told me she’s in her room. but i don’t know where soo-young’s room is.”

taehyung lazily spoke: “i don’t remember, let the two girls have fun, don’t interrupt them.”

he laughs. “of course, you have a lovely girl with you. you won’t understand the loneliness of having no girl to fuck.”

taehyung responded coldly: “don’t you have another one?”

the other side quietly responded, reminding taehyung to never mention that again in front of you, taehyung reassured him that he will never make jokes like that in front of his girlfriend, and rushed him to leave.

after hearing the door closing, you walked out of the bathroom and taehyung walked behind you, you were taken by surprise when he walks in front of you and his arms looped around your waist and he tucked his head in the crook of your neck comfortably, as if it was made for his face. “hey, tae, my hair’s not dried.” you take a hand and softly play with his hair. he lazily takes his hand and returns the favor, running his fingers through the strands of your hair. “it’s dried~” his voice sounded tired and you slowly led him to the bed. you waited until he fell asleep and covered him with the soft duvet.

his hand reached out as if he wanted to grab something, like a small animal without a sense of security. you laughed to yourself and reached your hand over, and he pulled you into his arms.

this was your first time staying overnight, but you were already so used to his scent that it felt like home already. you fell asleep in his embrace safely and easily.

you woke up not knowing what time it was. the curtains were blocking all the light, so you had to check your phone for the time. it was only 8 am, there was an unread message from soo-young. “Hey I have sleeping tantrums so they won’t disturb me- I normally sleep till 10 or noon.” you knew the text was just informing you that you can stay at tae’s until 10 am. from the few interactions with soo young last night, you have figured out that she was no other than a friend of taehyung’s that is super nice and bubbly.

you feel taehyung shift behind you into a better position, your back is touching his chest, and you can feel his slow rising of the chest and the sound of his gentle and soft heartbeat. you put your phone down and turn over to him. he opened his eyes slightly to only see that you turned towards him, and your eyes are now closed. his hand found its way to your soft strands and caressed them like usual, and you two fell back into sleep.

the second time waking up was when you heard the tap running from the bathroom. the other side of the bed was already empty, and you watched the boy walk from the direction of the bathroom. “good morning.” he greeted you and bent down to peak your lips. you could taste the freshness of mouthwash and see small water drops on his long eyelashes, his eyes are dark and bright, and reflecting you. “did you sleep well, jagi?” you nod in response.

he squished your cheeks softly and spoke and instructed you like a parent. “he woke up, i’ll drag him down for breakfast now, and soo-young will pick you up and you two can go down together.” you nodded again and he patted your head. “do you specifically want to eat something? i’ll order in advance.”

“...i don’t have much appetite.” you replied and watched as he put on his yellow hoodie.

after half an hour, soo-young knocked on your door, the both of you walked downstairs and started chatting. you got to know that she was classmates with both taehyung and your boyfriend. she said many good things about taehyung when they were classmates, she completely refreshed your opinion about him.

you wanted to know if soo young had watched his sexual partners changed, if he treated them all differently, if they were pretty, if he spent time with them outside of having sex, if he ever felt attracted to them, you wanted to know it all. but who were you to ask? who said you were that important?

you hesitated for a second to ask the question lingering in your head all along: “.......is he always so gentle with his partners?”

so gentle it feels like love.

oh god you wished she refused, so you can stop making a fool of yourself. so you can stop this ‘trade’ with him, so you can move away before you fall in love, so you can distance yourself from him. but soo-young shook her head. “no, it’s because it's you are-” her voice stops when the elevator opens to reveal no other than the unwelcomed girl. soo-young greeted her with a forced voice and she explained (as if the two of you asked) that she had already eaten and wanted to go back to sleep. “you must’ve been pretty wild last night. very dark circles.” soo-young joked and the girl rolled her eyes before staring right at you. “i’m so lonely and single….how would i be wilding around with other men?” she emphasised on the other men and you walked out of the elevator with soo-young without sparing her a glance.

you and soo-young made way into the room and you walked to sit with your boyfriend, then soo-young next to you, and then tae. your boyfriend immediately started offering you coffee and toast, helping you to spread jam and you thanked him quietly. when you all had finished breakfast, everyone left to tidy up their hotel rooms.

you and your boyfriend met soo-young and taehyung outside the elevator afterwards. your boyfriend had his arm around you and was laughed when he saw taehyung, jokingly asking him about ‘the chick you were fucking last night’. then you feel the atmosphere changed, you look up from your phone and onto taehyung. to spot the wine red wool scarf you were wearing last night to the party, now wrapped around taehyung’s neck. the hand wrapped across you immediately stiffens. you realized that the reason why you felt so naked and revealed was due to the fact that you forgot your scarf in his room.your mind goes blank and your face flushes pale. that second, you felt completely stripped away.

“that scarf….isn’t that y/ns?”

taehyung looked at you, and smiled: “hm? i don’t know, i found it in my room.”

and that was it.

you wanted to run away or dig a hole and bury yourself into the ground forever.

when taehyung’s last words came out and into the air, everything went silent. you kept your eyes focused on the empty elevator that has just arrived, unable to get yourself to look at anyone else.

your boyfriend speaks again: “explain it then.“

soo-young clears the atmosphere quickly, “taehyung stop fucking joking. it’s not funny!”

she then carries on to “explain” it to your boyfriend that you left it in her room and taehyung said it was cold so he took it off her to wear it.

not going to lie, that was very convincing considering it was something tae would do. but your boyfriend was too angry to comprehend words or even use his brain (as if he had one.) “take it off.”

“what if i don’t want to?”

your boyfriend lets go of your shoulder and reaches his arm over to yank the scarf off. before he could, two of taehyung’s other friends came and immediately pulled them away, thinking they were going to start beating each other up. they got both of them into the elevator and started asking soo-young wha happened, she kept her arms linked with yours and stayed silent. then you hear a serious voice again. “take the scarf off.”

taehyung did not listen to him, instead, he leaned towards you and looked into your eyes, as if he was pleading for something. “y/n, i’m kinda cold, do i have to take it off?”

you wished you could’ve said something but you knew that even another word would completely wreck this mood that was already terribly bad. you guys had reached the car park and split paths. your boyfriend was more than angry, like a monster. he drove the car so fast that you had to grab onto the safety belt. you bite down on your lips as you slowly mutter out two words: “i’m scared.” his hands tightened on the driving wheel and sped up, as if it was even possible. you gave it a minute or two and spoke calmly.

“it’s just a scarf. you gave her half your wardrobe and i didn’t say shit.” he immediately knew who you meant by ‘her’, he remained to stay silent and you felt relieved, he slowed down the speed and you took a deep breath. you felt scared two minutes ago but right now, you’re enjoying the sweet taste of victory. after you two had arrived home he walked in front of you, stepping into the bedroom and slamming the door shut loudly, but you did not bother.

you were in a good mood, walking into the kitchen and making yourself noodles, then ignoring his existence as you enjoyed the night of silence.

the second day came quickly and you woke up from the couch and received a text before you got to work.

taehyung: are you okay? did he do anything bad?

y/n: no he didn’t

you didn’t have enough energy to lash out at him for wearing the scarf out, you didn’t want to ask him why he did what he did.

taehyung answered in less than a second: good, i was so worried about you.

taehyung: fuck, i’m so sorry for doing that. i don’t know why i did it. it was so childish of me. i have been beating myself up the whole night because i did that.

you read the text over and over again before responding. “never again.” the text wasn’t to scold, it was a meaning that you don’t ever want to interact with him ever again. you don’t want anything to do with him now. but you couldn’t get yourself to say that although you mean it.

he obviously did not know what you meant by ‘never again’, responding again: do you have time tonight? i want to have dinner with you.

y/n: it’s gonna be pretty awkward

this time he sent over a voicemail, “hey, don’t answer so quickly. it's going to be more awkward if we never ever talk it out, right? i just wanted to spend time with you to talk it out, we can go to my friend’s restaurant, the food there is great, it’s italian.”

his side was quiet, the only thing you can hear being his voice. you can hear how clean and pure his voice is. the first half was more of a joking tone, and the last half was completely serious.

taehyung: please, jagi, give me a chance to apologize in person.

you could not resist the voicemail and the text, answering an ‘okay’.

taehyung: tell me when you’re off, i’ll pick you up.

you sent your address and the time over, and he responded with a cheeky emoji.

the afternoon arrived and you left 10 minutes early, standing outside of your workplace, you start typing a message to taehyung as you spot in the middle of your eye, a very familiar car. you felt like a cat whose tail had just been stepped on, you peek at the man who’s currently sitting on the driver's seat and playing on his phone, unable to believe that your own cheating boyfriend is speculating that you are cheating so now he is on a mission to stalk you every day after work. you quickly caught a taxi and jumped on it, giving the driver a random area to drive to, then turning slightly, you find the same car following you.

a call form taehyung came by and you answered it with trembling fingers “i don’t think im free tonight, he’s following me.”“mhm. i know.” taehyung’s warm voice came through and you felt calmed by his soft voice.

“how do you know?”

“i saw him when he was tryna find a parking spot. he didn’t see me though.”

“so you were here ages ago?”

“yeah, waiting for you.”

you smiled and ended the call and called a friend asking if you can come over to hang. she agreed and you made your way to her place. you did not want to go home. it felt like a prison back home. after having dinner, taehyung texted.

taehyung: ate dinner?

y/n: yeah you?

taehyung: can you come downstairs? i have something for you.

you didn’t understand the text until you read it again: “where are you?”

taehyung: parking lot, he left, don’t worry.

you calculated the time, it has been at least 3 hours since you have arrived at your friend’s house, does that mean has been waiting for at least 3 hours downstairs?

you excused yourself and put on your coat to run downstairs. you spot his car when you walked down, he opened the door and you couldn’t help but to smile when you met eyes with him.

it has only been a day since you last saw him, but it was a very, very tiring day.

his hair was long and nearly covering his eyes, wearing a sweater vest over a long white blouse. he had a warm smile on his face when he walked towards you. he stopped in front of you and helped you fold your coat collar down. “you must’ve really wanted to see me, didn’t even wear your coat properly.” you look up at him. “did you stay here waiting for me?”

he hummed in response. “i'm afraid there won't be any taxis by the time you leave.”

“didn’t i tell you that i won’t make it to see you today though?”

his glance softened and he mumbles under his breath. “but……i really wanna see you……plus, it’s the last day of the year…” his voice trails on the last word and you feel yourself melt. “don’t try to seduce me, kim taehyung.” he laughs at the comment: “i actually have something for you.”

“what?”

“your scarf.”

you declined and refused to take the bag from his hand. “you don’t have to give it back.” the scarf would bring up the moment you want to forget so bad.

he nudges you gently. “just open it even if you don’t want it.” you look at the bag and observe the logo on the cream white bag. it wasn’t just a normal random paper bag, it looks brand new and just bought. you slowly take the scarf out of the bag, to find a similar scarf as the one yesterday, but more expensive.

after seeing the scarf, you put it back into the packaging bag. “return it, i can’t take that.”

“but i really don’t want to give you your old scarf, it reminds me of you…” you told him that you don’t need him to give it back. “i don’t like owning other people things. i give all my friends things, infact, our relationship is definitely more than friends at this point…right?”

of course. of course you two are more than friends. you two skipped the step where you ‘be friends’, you two are not up to the level of ‘cheater and cheating partner’. you two are complicated.

you pause before overthinking more into this situation and take the bag from him slowly, “thank you.”

he pinches your cheek and smiles at the gesture.

he then sent you home, but parked his car a little away from your house, knowing to keep distance in case something unexpected happened. you walk for a few minutes, turning around before you enter the building. he was leaning on his car door, staring into the night like a peaceful painting. and then you remembered what you had forgotten, you had forgotten to tell him that you don’t want to contact or meet with him ever again. but you were sure that even if you remembered the idea, you probably couldn’t even get yourself to say it to him face to face.

even though you hesitated texting it to him too. you were so used to the greed and clinging feeling you could have and enjoy with him, you enjoyed the gentle and softness he always made you feel but at the same time, felt as if it was never there.

before you had walked upstairs to reach your house, you received another text form taehyung.

taehyung: don’t go home.

y/n: ?

taehyung: break up with him.

you didn‘t pay much attention to it, the day was tiring and it is finally the last day of the year. work has been tiring you out and you felt your entire body hurt from overworking and staying up too late to catch up on deadlines. all you wanted to was to hop into bed and sleep the night away. and tomorrow will be a brand new year. it will be a new day and you will gain enough courage to actually do what you intended to do-

he was waiting for you by the front door. you force a smile and try to squeeze past into the house. “nuh-uh. baby.” your boyfriend blocks you by the doorway and you roll your eyes impatiently. “why can’t we talk and do whatever tomorrow? i’m really tired-” you feel your eyes being covered by complete darkness. he grabbed your arm and led you into the room. you felt as if something was going to happen. and you don’t like the feeling of this. “what…the fuck are you doing?” you knew your house by heart, knowing exactly where you are right now and where he is now leading you to: the kitchen.

he lets out a laugh, “well….remembered the place we always went for dessert? they shut down in the middle of the year when we were studying in uni. i finally found the baker and paid them to make the exact cake you liked….wanna try?”

you don’t know how to describe the feeling you were feeling now. this is not something he would be doing and you are sure that he had other plans than just ‘ordering you a cake’. you kept silent when you smell the sweet scent from the cake being passed to you. you don’t take it. you don’t dare to take it. “just try it, y/n. i spent too long waiting for it.”

he nudged your mouth with the fork and you delayed to take the bite in. to be very honest, you had completely forgotten the taste of the cake, you didn’t care if he actually fed you cake or poison or a block of sponge, you wanted the night to be over. or even better, you wanted to see taehyung instead of him.

then you pause.

you move your hand up to take the item out of your mouth while the other hand reaches to yank the eye mask off.

the room was not bright enough to make your eyes hurt, you scan around quickly and figured out what was going to happen in the next few minutes. there are candlelights on the dining table, pink balloons floating in the air, you see a few boys with champagne in their hands, standing with the man who is currently looking at you with a smirk, they are ready to celebrate this. you hear someone run up the stairs, and you turn to see no other person than tae, he must’ve checked his phone after spending the hour with you. there was no light in his eyes when they met yours. they were dark and emotionless.

because the thing in your hand was a diamond ring.

you stand still in your spot, circled by the pink balloons that spell out ‘marry me’, completely shocked by the fact that he was going to propose to you because he knew that you had found out of his disgusting behaviour and using this ‘marriage’ to cover everything up has been the best plan in his opinion. before he could even get down on his knees to say whatever disgusting and unrealistic things he had to say, you stopped him.

“why don’t you go and marry that girl instead.” you point to the girl with a fake smile plastered on your face. “that bitch seemed to be everywhere you were anyways.” the atmosphere changed when you had spoken those words.

you watch his face freeze for a slight second and he breaks into a small smile, “babe….stop joking…what are you talking about?” the girl standing in the corner seemed to be stuck by your words, unable to move and tears swelled up in her face, but unable to fall out either. you nod and smile at everyone, including the girls: “haha..yeah just a joke guys.” the others obviously knew what was going to happen next, bringing up some excuse and leaving hastily, wishing you guys well although they know for fuck sure that you guys will obviously, not have a well night.

when you turned, you realised that taehyung had also left with the others. you ignore whatever will happen soon and make way into the bedroom, leaving the proposer in the living room to clean up the mess, not only the mess in the room, but the mess in his heart. you lock the room behind your room and see the two messages tae sent when he left your place just minutes ago, but it felt like hours, maybe even years.

taehyung: broken up?

taehyung: watch him apologize and call it a misunderstanding

taehyung: you’re not gonna marry that asshole right?

you couldn’t help but tease him. “nah im gonna marry him and then secretly cheat with u on him

taehyung: :) bye

after the man outside had cleaned the room, you hear him try to open your bedroom door. you take a deep breath, knowing what will come in a few seconds. “open the door, let’s talk.” his voice came over and you didn’t give it any attention other than taking the silver ring from your bedside table, walking to the door and sliding it to him from under the door. “i want to talk to you.” you suggested and he continued to speak cheekily. “babe, then open the door, we can talk.”

you didn’t open the door, still talking through the door. “i don’t want to marry you.” he went silent for a few seconds, “why? am i not doing something right?” you find it amazingly annoying how he still thinks that this is a joke, and through the door, you decided to speak honestly with him. “i like someone else.”

his voice sounds a little more disappointed and emotional now, “kim taehyung, right?” you hummed in response. he was trying to resist anger, you can hear it. “we’ve been together for so long…we have love, you only have liking for him. he’s just a fuck boy, he isn’t worth your liking, y/n….”

you smirked at what you were going to say next: “i not only like him, i fucked him.”

dead silence.

you repeat it again: “i slept with tae.”

he knocks loudly at the wooden door, “open the door and we can discuss this.”

you knew better to not open the door, you knew how angry he was going to be, and you were not going to risk anything. “look, you’ve also done many other filthy shit behind my back, with that bitch, there was no point of being so angry about the fact that i fucked taehyung-” before you could finish, a loud noise came from the door, so strong that you watched the dust form the walls bounce off.

he kicked the door. you back away. he aggressively turns the metal handle. “open the fucking door!” your heart is beating fast, not only from fright, but also excitement. although there was fear, you felt good about getting him back this way. this was more exciting than walking in on them, this was more exciting than calling them out at a dinner. he felt angry, and he should. he should feel very angry.

it was impossible for him to break the door, the door was made from quality and hardwood, the lock was secure and impossible for one man to break. you pushed the desk over to also strengthen the already very strong door. he swore and fought the door for a long time, and until when he was finally tired, he threatened you through the door. “trust me, if you don’t open the door, i’ll burn this entire house down.” you replied calmly. “i called the guards, if anything unsafe happens, they’ll rush here in a sec.”

he felt defeated yet still wanted to talk it out. “....can you tell me when it happened?”

silence. “was it the time when you were at soo young’s room? you were in his? that night?” you didn’t try to deny it. “then….”he stopped asking now, and you hear his footsteps trailing away. you continued tidying your things and sent a text to a friend, asking her to come and pick you up. then you received a text from taehyung.

taehyung: what happened?

taehyung: he told me to come back to your place

taehyung: seriously, what happened?

y/n: don’t. fucking. come.

taehyung: ?

y/n: i told him things! don’t come up unless u want him to beat ur ass

taehyung: i'm not scared of that assbag

before you could send the last text out of frustration, you hear knocking come out from the front door. alright, then that was quite speedy. you take a deep breath to prepare for what was going to happen next. you try to move the desk that was blocking the door away, but found it extremely hard to move the desk away now that you have pressed it against the door, you struggled to push it away until you could open a small creak between the door, but it was still too small for you to peep out. you hear the front door being opened and your boyfriend reminding taehyung to take off his shoes. taehyung didn’t seem to move at all, instead asking where you were.

he insisted that taehyung should change his shoes. “i just cleaned the room, take your shoes off.” you push the desk a little bit more, finally being able to see the living room from your room. taehyung heard the sound of the desk being moved against the hard wooden floor, making a step to where your room was, but immediately pulled back by the other man. “take your fucking shoes off.” tae moved his arm to shake the hand off, but resulted in being blocked by the opponent. he spoke with no emotions on his face.

“you’re gonna sleep with my woman i have slept with,,,you’re gonna pick up the trash that i have discarded? you have problems, dude.” taehyung ignored him and still tried to walk towards you, but dragged once again, and this time. it was not only a drag but a harsh punch.

you hear a groan from taehyung, knowing that that punch was filled with very much rage and anger and if definitely had hurt him. you felt your heartache and your body’s first instinct was to run and check if he was okay, you push the desk to the other side as hard as you can, but you could not think straight enough to get yourself out of this trap you have created. taehyung gave you a reassuring smile when your eyes met him, his lip was now bleeding slightly and you felt tears swell up in your eyes. taehyung licked his lips and turned his head towards the very angry man standing behind him: “did i owe you this punch or am i supposed to be the one punching you, dickhead?” after hearing the words, his eyes went completely black, running to hover over taehyung, taehyung ducks and moves away, speaking again. “sleeping with your woman? ask yourself, was she supposed to be yours?” taehyung feels his collar being grabbed onto by the man, “so? she’s mine right now!” tae lets out a small smirk and moves his hands away from his collar. “if it wasn’t me, do you think you would be here with her right now?” after the sentence, you watch the anger disappear out of his eyes, he muttered under his breath. “you promised me you won’t ever speak about this ever again.”

taehyung laughs and nods. “well, i’ll take it back now.” the anger burns up again and before anything else could have a chance to happen, you speak. “look, i got with him because i found out you cheated on me weeks ago.” he stopped everything, looking back at you, first you find the look of shock, then the look of hope, of a liar. “look, i don’t have any feelings for her, it was a short term thing, everything ended. i promise, it will never happen again.” his eyes lit up as he tried to sound convincing enough: “please! from today on nothing will happen, i won’t care about anything you did. we can start again, it’ s easy.”

you shake your head. “no.” your heart starts hunting more and you try to not let any feelings get in the way, this is over. no more apologies will work. you decided this from day one.

he knew you enough to know that you never break up casually, in fact, you never did. you try very hard to avoid conflict and breaking up. so when you had declined his offer, he knew exactly what you meant about this relationship that had died long ago. you watch the light disappear in his eyes as he squats down, mumbling apologies as if they were only for him to hear. there was no one blocking tae now, meaning he could come to you. he took calm steps to you, knocking on the door frame: “back away.” you move back steadily and you watch him kick the door that both the door and the desk move to the side, the corner of the desk making a huge line of scraped up wall paint. he takes your suitcase with one hand and the other hand wraps itself around your body. “is there anything left?” you shake your head and take the suitcase from him, moving in front of him to escape his grasp.

the now silent man didn’t block you two from leaving this time. you two walked into the elevator silently. taehyung keeps his gaze off you, and you watch the door close, then turn back to him. “thank you.” he keeps his eyes focused on the level buttons. “for what?” you were confused by the sudden attitude that had made you confused as to why you were even thanking him in the first place “....thank you for kicking the door open for me…?” he smiles at your sentence, finally looking down at you. you noticed the swollen mark on his face, it now is vividly red and bruised too. he sees your glance fall from his eyes down to his lips, and onto the injury. “i owe him that. that punch.” you felt as if you weren’t supposed to be in between the two friends, to cause this scene and wreck their friendship. “i’m so sorry…i shouldn’t have told him it was you…in fact…i shouldn’t have ever done it.” you blurted out that ‘you slept with tae’ because you wanted revenge, you wanted him to feel what you felt for days and nights beforehand, and it was going to be worse because it’s his friend taehyung.

“it’s okay, y/n. it wasn’t a strong friendship…he was always a selfish asshole. so i’m glad you told him, to be honest, i'm more afraid if you never told him about us.” he smiles, reassuring you, he reaches his hand over to caress your hair, opening his mouth to speak again. “oh god..imagine if he didn’t call me over because you didn’t tell him anything….you would not be having a great time right now.” you argue: “i locked the door for a reason.” he looks at you seriously. “doesn’t trapping yourself in a bedroom make this situation even more sticky than it already was?” you went speechless, he had a point.

“wait,” you questioned. “you left for a while, so how did you get back here so fast?” the escalator has arrived in time, he walks behind you with your suitcase, the other hand ghosting around your waist, still leaving you some personal space, answering you. “i never left.”

you raise your eyebrows in surprise, “how did you sense that i was going to confess what we did to him?” he shakes his head. “i didn’t know, not only that, i even thought that you may agree to the proposal and choose him. i had that illusion when i shut the door behind me.” you were confused. “then how did you…” you ask back in confusion, he doesn’t explain further, finding his car and putting your suitcase in the trunk, then proceeding to open the door for you, but not shutting the door when you sat in, he just stood there, watching you grab the seat belt and proceeding to try and lock it.

at last, his voice sounded as light as feathers floating into the atmosphere. “i just couldn’t get myself to leave you behind.”

your action stops with your heart. it was impossible for you to stay serious and lock the seatbelt in place, you look up at him for the millionth time today. “taehyung…i don’t want to play this game anymore.” his face changes immediately. “what do you mean?”

“im single now. don’t try to seduce me or else you’ll be stuck with me for the rest of your life.” you smile cheekily and he lets out a breath that he has started to hold for the last few seconds.

“of course i know that. i would love if if you were stuck with me for the rest of our lives.” he moved closer and bends over to help you with your seatbelt. he looks straight at you with reassurance in his eyes. “i know it’s gonna sound weird, but i'm glad you decided to contact me when you were looking for your ‘cheating partner’.” he laughed and you followed, both feeling relieved.

you lean back in your seat to maintain distance before asking a question that has just popped into your mind. “hey, what did you mean by the words you said to him?”

the sentence and the scene when taehyung smirked and removed the man’s hands off his white-collar came back into your brain. “if it wasn’t me, do you think you would be here with her right now?” what did it mean?

taehyung’s eyes formed a line as he smiled. “i'll tell you if you kiss me.”

you shake your head immediately. “never mind then. mr taehyung said my kissing skills sucked.” he laughed. “well you sure do hold grudges....”

he shut the car door and walked to the driver’s seat, starting the car he looked at you, after gaining your attention away from the phone and onto him, he raised his eyebrows before whispering, “hey, wanna know a secret?” “yeah..what?” you ask. he gestured with his pointer finger to come closer. “come closer.” your ears straightened themselves to know the secret as you moved closer, but instead surprised by a small peak on your cheek. your hands raise up to cover your cheek and you fall back to the seat. “you’re such a dick.”

he chuckled before speaking. “the secret is that, you know the outfit he wore on the first date with you? yeah, it was actually my outfit. bitch went through my closet and stole my fit for the day.” you giggle and nod. no wonder he never wore that kind of clothes in the future. he keeps his eyes on you and you patiently wait for him to start driving.

“are you gonna drive?” you ask impatiently and his hands find their way to hold onto your wrists. “hey hey hey, really not a kiss?” with the pleading tone in his voice, you couldn't say no, just nodding and he moved towards you, your lips crashed and you were completely under his control. your lips moved against his and your lips stuck to each other perfectly like two puzzle pieces. your breath starts to become heavy and harder to breathe. your face heats up and reddens all the way to your earlobes. he pulls away and mutters under his breath with his husky voice. “fuck…..i cant promise what will happen if we continue this on the car…” you cover your face with your hands and talk through your hands. “..exactly, so let’s get out of here.” he knits his brows, “where are we going then, miss y/n?” you smile cheekily and move your hands away from your face and check the time. 11:45 PM.

“mr taehyung, are you currently looking for a roommate for the new year?”

“hm. not really. i am looking for a y/n to spend the new year with though.” he smiles lightly and starts driving home. your home. his home. home for two.

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the clock strikes twelve o’clock. the fireworks make their way into the night sky and you can hear cheering from afar. you are on the couch and in his lap. the huge window showing you everything happening around you, the colors with the pouring snow in front of you through the glass and behind you, you have him and his warm body, something that you have never dared thinking about is happening to you this moment. right here, right now, this is your home and you belong here.

the snow continued and you stayed comfortably in his lap, and descended to dreamland. happy new year, kim taehyung. in the light slumber, you feel a familiar hand rubbing your hair with such care, and a deep, soft whisper coming from the boy, his chest vibrating with every syllable.

“happy new years, y/n.”

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it was quiet in the house when you woke up in the middle of the night due to not being in his embrace. the night has finally silenced down, no more new year cheers and fireworks. you walk around the large house, trying to search for the familiar person. the tiles were cold on your feet as you travelled from the living room to the kitchen, then finding him sitting by the kitchen island. the moonlight shined a shard down to the ground and you watched his side profile. in a black silk blouse, unbuttoned and a slender hand grabbing onto a wine glass filled with a red liquor. he turned to look at you after feeling your glance on him. “come here.” he said in a low voice, almost like a whisper. you make your way over, watching him take the rest of the liquid in one sip, swallowing before wrapping his hand around your wrist. he pulls you closer and blocks your lips with his.

you can still taste the intense wine on his tongue when he connects his soft lips with yours. the intensity of the sour yet sweet alcohol burns your throat. your instinct made you wrap your arms around his neck as you made your way comfortably sitting on his lap. slowly moving down your face, your lips found his pretty neck, kissing the smooth skin, you hear him hiss in your ear before he wraps his arms around you to bring you upstairs while his hand slowly crawls up your dress.

his voice rings in your ears once more: “this time let’s make love. not sex. love.” (end.)

thank you so much for taking your time to enjoy this <3

here is my masterlist if you want to enjoy some more of my writing!

and until next time,

thankq loveys!

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first of all: hiii 💗I adore your blog, but not as much as we adore Isabela, best girl. Second of all: from the romaticized asks that say a lot, if you want answer 5. what would you be a god/goddess of ans what would people sacrifice to you; 22. Tell us in detaill about a curse a witch would put on you; 27. would you rather have poison or healing ointment in your traveling pack; 28. Tell us three sayings that you live by and finally 32. What would you end up in the dungeon for?

hii tysm for the support, fellow isabela stan, i adore your pfp btw i think i have that meme saved somewhere in my gallery lmfao <3

#5: what would you be a god/goddess of and what would people sacrifice to you?

the god of comedy and dramaticism, a patron of jestors, clowns, actors, performers ranging across the many galaxies alike and reknowned for its many faces, many forms and of course you can't forget: many performances.

it accepts nothing as an offering except for one simple humorous joke; a gesture that is able to make it break out of its shallow facade (expression depends on the mask it currently wears) even if it only were for mere milliseconds and display a wry yet genuine smile through the mask it adorns. whoever is able to make it chuckle the most in response to their quip receives the god's undying loyalty in the end, honoring them for their devotion towards the sacred craft.

#22: tell us, in detail, about a curse a witch would put on you.

since i mind my own business and try not to mess with supernatural juju most of the time, the witch would have to be hired by somebody with a vendetta against me (which are a lot to be honest) to even have the gall to curse me, or they could just be a bitchy witchy asshole interested in messing with an innocent nobody; depends on the type of witch, really.

the curse they'd have to place on me would involve somehow turning me mute, casting an egregious spell on me rendering me voiceless and silent. like the little mermaid from the fairy tale except the spell didn't have any legs attached. making me mute would be the first option, the second would most likely be much more severe than the former especially if the witch wanted to make me suffer that badly.

the second option would involve making my deepest darkest fear come true and i'm not going to further elaborate on that because who knows, the guy wanting to curse me might see this post and i'm not about to rat myself out for notes so whoever wants to curse me, you know who you are:

/j

third option's more serious and is a bit more dark than the first curse. either they turn all my allies against me through supernatural means, make them forget i ever existed, literally any curse imaginable as long as it includes my most trusted companions, it depends on them really. the witch might know my friends mean the world to me and if they use them against me, that is already considered a curse for me.

#27: would you rather have poison or healing ointment in your traveling pack?

depends on the group i'm with, or if i'm alone during the adventure i'm about to embark on. if

i'm alone, healing ointment's a number one priority. you never know what kind of dangers you might encounter during the whole ordeal so it's better to be safe than sorry. cures are a necessity and knowing i'm definitely going to get hurt on my own, i feel like it's best for me to carry some ointment just in case.

if i'm in a group i don't quite trust yet, poison's my most trusted ally. as i've said before: just in case :]

in a group i trust with, i'm either bringing poison or healing ointment. it teeters on how many members irritate me and hesitation won't bring me good results so if one or two people in the gang piss me off, you bet your sweet, sweet ass their hot tea's about to look extra green shrek style tonight. /hj

#28: tell us three sayings that you live by.

1.) "the show must go on."

2.) "clear skies, clear skies."

3.) "ignorance is bliss."

#32: what would you end up in the dungeon for?

for flirting with a random barkeeper even though realistically i can't talk to people without having an anxiety attack but this is fantasy, anything can happen and i want to flirt with a random barkeeper 😌

#vas posts #not quote #ask reply #ask game #keep the asks coming btw i crave connection

[lalaangeldust]

𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲'𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮

𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 & 𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬

[ 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ] : none :)

[ 𝗳𝗲𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 ] : kaminari denki // bakugo katsuki // sero hanta

𝐤𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢 𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐤𝐢

ah yes, the bakusquad's resident pretty boy

he would definitely be the most obvious about his crush

two words: shitty flirting

horrible pick-up lines and just overall bad flirting

he pulls through sometimes though ( with sero's advice ) and his ego inflates through the roof if he can get you flustered and blushing

but if you give him the same energy, he will immediately combust

all function out the window

congratulations, you broke denki

none of your possessions are safe when denki is within the vicinity

shirts, hoodies, skirts, hats, jewelry, hair accessories

if he can grab it, he will have it

he has worn / stolen everything in your closet at least once, if not it is most definitely his goal

it does not matter if he fits it or not, he will make it work

he has no shame

but one time he stretched out one of your favorite skirts and it tore a bit and he felt soooo bad

"it not my fault i have a fat ass, y/n"

but he brought you to the mall on a date with him to get a new one, so it's all works out ;)

denki honestly just lives to make you laugh

every time he's the reason you're laughing, it makes his chest puff up so big

DONT EVEN GET ME STARTED ON MF TICKLING

if you two are close, he will without a doubt start a mock wrestling match and it always turns into a tickling fit with you pinned underneath him and wailing

but do NOT under any circumstances tickle him

he with shriek like a girl and accidentally activate his quirk

you nearly died

HE FELT BAD FOR THAT TOO

he's also just so infatuated with like- everything you do????

it doesn't matter how mundane you think it might be, as long as you're doing it, denki is so enthralled watching whatever it is you're doing

it's rather endearing

in all honesty, he'd probably blurt out he likes you outta no where while in the middle of a convo

he lights up every time your name is so much as mentioned

or- or

he'd be day dreaming, completely lost in his own world and someone would come up to him and ask him what he's thinking ab cus he looks basically dead to the world

still in a daze from being abruptly brought back to reality he'd just dreamily sigh, "y/n~" without even realizing

mans was SO embarrassed afterwards

face was beet red

*frantically looks around to see if you heard him or not*

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bonus: love languages!!

physical touch // giving

words of affirmation // receiving

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𝐛𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨 𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢

he's so emotionally constipated

that's not to say we wouldn't know he'd have feelings for you

he's actually pretty emotionally intelligent, and would be very perceptive of your emotions contrary to popular belief, he's just oblivious to his own feelings and emotions

he'd just ignore them

try his best to ignore you

key word try

but he always gives in and he'd make up dumb reasons to come bother you like-

he'd barge into your dorm while you're studying and he'd be like

"y/n i need a pen,"

"oh? uh ok, here you can have this one," you hand him a pen that you happened to have tucked behind your ear

"no not that one,"

...????

"can't you go to momo and ask her to make the pen you want..?"

bakugo starts to get grumpy at this point lmao

"no, she doesn't know how to make it,"

"well, what pen do you want..??"

bakugo hesitates cus he doesn't wanna admit that he doesn't actually want a pen, he wants to be with you

"that one," he lamely points at a beat up tinkerbell pen that you've had since you were like twelve

"really?? out of all the pens you choose that one?"

"shut up and just get it"

"... you can grab it,"

he goes and grabs it and goes to walk out the door without a word and right before he leaves he leans back and looks at you

"i need a pencil"

"OH MY GOD BAKUGO"

he kept the tinkerbell pen btw

like denki, bakugo would steal things from your dorm and not just anything, things that are actually inconvenient to misplace

he'd take your bobby pin container or your favorite brush so you'd come to him to ask where it went, he'd give it back ofc but not without a fight

he'd act totally clueless and he'd wait till you actually start to get pissed to tell you where he actually put your thing

so back to how he'd actually be very aware of your emotions

he'd notice the smallest changes and can always tell when you're upset but he wouldn't exactly know how to help you

so instead of using words, he'd use actions

you had a really bad day and he walked you to your dorm and when he came in he's like

"shit, your dorm is a fucking disaster, how do you live like this," you scowl at bakugo cus like- wtf i'm rlly emotional here you're not helping

he scoffs and bends down to start picking up your shit

"seriously, i have no idea how you find anything in here, nothing is organized" and he'd just keeps grumbling like an old man while completely cleaning and reorganizing your room

dont you dare try and help him though, he will yell at you

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bonus: love languages!!

acts of service // giving

quality time // receiving

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𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚

I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS ONE

sero SCREAMS besfriends to lovers troupe

like- you two are already practically dating without even realizing it

the romantic tension

you guys banter and flirt with eachother so often, you both have no idea whether you're serious when you jokingly call the other sexy or not

the oblivious idiots troupe

sero makes everything a competition

not nearly to extent as bakugo would, but still goes a bit over the top

he'd use anything as an excuse to show off for you

one time, like the spiderman fanboy he is, he challenged you to see who can hang upside down the longest without passing out ( literally the stupidest idea, sero, you're going to loose braincells )

sero won, obviously and he takes full advantage of bragging rights

everyone says how denki's the flirt and whatever but NO

sero is the biggest mf flirt and denki got his game from him

so with that being said, you are not safe

HE IS A BULLY

he respects boundaries of course but that doesn't mean he's not gonna try and test his limits a bit and mess with you

he's always trying to get you flustered

god forbid you're shorter than him because he will tease the shit outta you for it

when you two train together, mf goes on overdrive ESPECIALLY if you two happen to be sparring together

he'd hover over you and lean his face in ever so slightly while your talking to him just to get a rise outta you

TILT YOUR HEAD UP WITH ONE FINGER

"could you repeat that? i'm having a hard time hearing,"

SHEEEEEEEE

but you also make fun of him for being tall, so it checks out

whenever he says some slick shit you're just like-

"I'm sorry, what? That's funny coming from someone who's above the national average height. you're disgusting, tall man; shrink perhaps" ( if anyone knows what tiktok audio i'm referencing, i'm in love with you )

hope you have your casket ready because sero's gonna slaughter your ass for that shit

ok but one time while you two were partnered up for hero training, you got on his nerves and he tied you up and left you hanging and the mf just left

maaaan were you livid

15 minutes

15 minutes you were left up there while sero was doing god knows what

you gave him the silent treatment for the rest of the day and sero was genuinely distressed cus he didn't mean to make you so mad

but lucky for him, he always knows how to get you to smile no matter how sad or are or how angry you are with him

he shoots you a piece of tape with his handwriting on it

he made up some stupid, horribly written poem asking for your forgiveness and he's just looking at you the entire time you're reading it with an exaggerated pout

how can you say mad at him?

on the topic of him sending you notes on his tape

he'd totally leave pieces of his tape in really obscure places in your dorm or even under your desk

they'd be really stupid messages too like-

"you stink"

or a really random inside joke you two have that makes literally no sense but even just the thought of it makes you laugh to tears

he'd also leave little origami figures he made with his tape in random places for you to find too

or he'd just give them to you

you have a shelf specifically dedicated for the things sero has made for you ( and he's really touched you actually keep all his shitty arts and crafts projects )

in conclusion, sero is the best and he is my favorite and i'd die for him

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bonus: love languages!!

gift giving // giving

physical touch // giving and recieving

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If you guys want, i can elaborate on their love languages in another post! <3

𝒇𝒊𝒏 . ✩

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[haleigh-sloth]

With how Hori showed AM Vestige crying but then making him say in 335 that Tomura is the biggest threat - I personally see it as All Might's soul crying over it. Because the point of Izuku morphing into his kid self is that, through all the titles of Hero/Villain, the base of Izuku Midoriya is a person who saves /anyone/. So it stands to reason that AM's Vestige crying is about his soul, and we've seen before that the base of AM is someone who ran in to help even when he was quirkless (1/?)

Thats one of the things AM and Izuku have in common - they were both people who ran in to save despite everything (tho it seems AM's is about him being quirkless and moving anyway whereas Izuku's about that AND saving anybody - I can't remember if AM has ever saved a Villain). So I think when AM Vestige was crying, I think it was more in solidarity with Izuku's soul, his "base" - the instinct to help despite everything (2/3)

As well as the fact that AM Vestige was also crying because Izuku kept his values and ideals all this time, that he was so inspired by the fact that Izuku kept him close to his heart. I think the difference with Vestige AM vs 335 AM is that Vestige AM is the soul, the "base", whereas AM outside of that is still someone who relies on the whole Hero vs Villains thing. Izuku can kind of see past the titles and labels whereas AM still seems to be stuck on them (3/4)

So the soul isn't tied to the rules outside of it, its just whats in your heart. The "base" - your ideals. For AM, his soul is like the Toshi from long ago who believed in that simple symbol and peace. Whereas now in reality he is more fixated on the Hero/Villain stuff (I'm sorry one more ask to send lol I can't remember which one I'm on)

Anyway I don't know if this makes much sense, I'm just saying what I think about those contrasting scenes. Btw I just wanna make clear that I'm not trying to convince you or anything, I'm just saying what I think ig haha. I'm also curious about what you think about this line of thinking, so don't hesitate to give your opinion! :) (okay I'm done now sorry lol)

This is actually, from the bottom of my heart, my favorite analysis of this whole situation :')

I see now that Vestige AM and Real AM aren't the same (I thought they had the same thoughts and stuff).

But Vestige AM being "the base", or rather his soul, is a great way of looking at it.

And yes, clearly Real AM is still tied to the labels of heroes and villains. So I guess his "base" has been "corrupted". I don't think that's the best word to use, but I can't think of a different way.

It's been rusted away and now just works along with the status quo, contributing to the harm instead of fighting it.

The soul not being tied to the rules outside of it is a good way to phrase it.

All Might's soul crying over the notion of saving Shigaraki sits well with me. Because yeah, his viewpoint on villains isn't that different from your average pro-hero, but his initial reaction to learning about Shigaraki was to do...something....before adhering to Gran Torino, and then doing nothing. It's kinda what @redphlox says here about how you may not understand a struggle until it affects you personally. In AM's case, this was personal, so he didn't start questioning how villains are made until it hit close to home. So he's no exception.

But--I love this. I'm gonna save this post for future reference <3

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