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luvwestwood · 4 months

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"Off Limits" - Gojo Satoru

4,120 words.

warnings. n*sfw (18+), tongue piercing satoru, substance use, satoru is a plug, fuckboy! satoru, oral sex (he eats your pussy OUT) , both characters 🚬 🍃, resolved sexual tension, porn with a BIT of plot, mildly dubious consent, fucking at a party, he makes you squirt

notes. this was originally posted on my ao3, which is much more longer. i've shortened it down and fixed errors I made on ao3 originally (see if you could notice what it is 😭)for tumblr so its more of an easy read! <3

banner cred. @/yunonoai on twt/ig

You had about an hour and half to get ready, before you had to make your way to the Mappa Frat House down the street. Chloe's brother, Satoru, and his friends were inviting you two to some house party they held every year building up to Halloween.

To be real, it took you A LOT of convincing for Chloe to have you come to the party with her. You were never a party person. The thought of throwing up your guts after your system has consumed all types of shit. Or the annoying guys that slap your ass from behind in hopes of getting time with you in the bedrooms upstairs.

You were the total opposite of Chloe, and honestly, you envied her. She was a social butterfly who could blend in with anyone if she needed to, and she was evidently liked by the other students of any clique out there.

Oh, and by party animal, I mean it. Dresses in every colour, length and pattern. Heels of every inch and style. She just knew what to do. Practically, if you got her to go to your party, that's how you'd know if it was a good fucking party.

Sitting in front of your desk finishing your makeup, which you were surprisingly good at, you giggle as you watch Chloe attached a lasso to her waist.

She had looked really cute in her Woody costume, and you were in fact, dressed as a sexy Buzz Lightyear. Earlier on at Ann Summers, Chloe was begging for you to match with her. You couldn’t refuse. It was a 2 for 1 sale anyway..

You smiled as she started to record a few tiktoks before hitting the road.

"I'm gonna have so much fun with this rope tonight."

"Mhm.." you let out a hum as you focus on doing your eyeliner. It was hard not to laugh at what she said, but you managed to suppress a giggle.

You lined some lashes with glue before placing them on your lash line. Your makeup was flawless tonight, and you were grateful because it had been quite some time since you've done a full glam. A bit of setting spray, and you spun your chair around to face Chloe.

It was as if she was a proud mother from what she was seeing in front of her. "Gorgeous! You look like a doll. A sexy one. Stand up really quickly, let's take a few pictures before heading out."

You stumbled a bit from the high heeled boots you were wearing, and you had to adjust the fabric your ass was practically eating as you stood up. You and Chloe took a few cute pictures before heading out to the Mappa House.

As you guys got there, it was already packed with all shit ton of people spread out on the front lawn doing all sorts of stuff.

The loud music from the inside could be heard from where you were standing. People were smoking, making out, doing keg stands.

Honestly, Chloe was right. You looked at a group of girls huddled and chatting near the door, and one caught your eye. The girl was wearing nothing but black tape on her boobs and underwear.

You nudge Chloe. “Chlo, what is she meant to be..?”

She giggled a bit before replying, “Who knows.”

You got a bit nervous as you walked on the path leading up to the main door. Spooky Halloween decorations were all over the House, and sometimes you were unable to tell what and what's not a decoration..

A man was standing just inside the door, it seemed like he was waiting for Chloe.

The guy dressed up as Johnny Cage from Mortal Kombat. You'd never seen him before, and he looked a bit intimidating.

You heard Chloe call out to the man. "Kento!" ..So that's his name. You stood behind Chloe like a loser as she gave him a hug. She pulled away and stayed pressed up against him.

He smiled, "I'm glad you came. And who's this pretty girl?"

Kento turned to you as you looked at Chloe, she held you close to her too and gave you a proper introduction. "This is my best friend and room-mate, I convinced her to come along tonight!"

You returned the smile to him, he seemed like an okay guy. "Hi, nice to meet you."

Chloe winked at you, and you smirked, knowing what it meant. You gave her the look of approval as she took her lasso and tied it around Kento, pulling him to a room somewhere in the house.

You laughed as you made your way to the kitchen, after they disappeared up the stairs. How outrageous.

It was more quiet, which you liked. Making your way to the far end of the kitchen, you opened the fridge and scanned what's inside. You decided to take a small can of Pepsi. You sighed as you turned around, closing the fridge shut with your butt.

The presence of someone behind all along startled you, leaning against the island watching you this whole time.

"Oh my fuck. Why are you creeping up on people like that?"

It was a person, assumingly a guy, his face covered with a ghostface mask. He was dressed in all black. A simple black fitted tee and jeans. He had a fake knife strapped to his belt.

The mysterious guy took off his mask, and placed it on the counter behind him. Of course, It was Satoru, Chloe's brother.

You let out a labored sigh as you leaned against the fridge, unable to move.

"I'm surprised you showed up tonight, I thought you never will."

You slowly slid to the right trying to escape him, turning your back to face Satoru as you popped the can open on the counter. "...It was a last minute decision."

"Seems like you got a costume too, huh?" Eyes sliding down your body as he finished his sentence.

Your eyes widen, realising your ass was on show to him this whole time. I'll kill this man if he thinks I'm up to no good.

You quickly turn back around to face him with the front of your body, and it didn't do you any justice as he was just met with your almost exposed chest. Party in the front, party in the back.

"I'm not complaining, you look good." he reassured you, trailing his eyes down your body from head to toe.

"..Thanks." Quickly, you took a huge sip from the can as you looked at him. This drink will only un-calm my nerves.

"I'm actually not into parties myself either." he spoke, and you almost choked on your drink.

"You? THE Satoru Gojo? I wasn't expecting that."

"No, I just like more intimate parties. Big ones like these annoy me. I don't know and don't care about 3/4 of the people who are here."

He continued, “You wanna come with? I’m going upstairs. There’s one last free room. And that’s the master room.”

Chloe was already busy, and there wasn’t really anyone else you could talk to around here. You had no choice.

”Hmm, okay. I’ll follow.”

He made sure to grab his mask from the counter, and the two of you left the kitchen.

As you made your way up the stairs, you could feel other girls eyes piercing through your back like daggers. Luckily, they couldn’t recognise you that easily.

By the time you set foot on the upstairs landing, you called out to him. "Satoru," you continued, "Who's room is this even?"

"Suguru’s, but it's cool. He won't give a fuck."

You followed behind him for a bit until you reached the master bedroom.

”Lock the door if you don’t want people coming into this room eating each other’s faces off.”

You blankly stared at him for a bit before turning back around to twist the lock. The music from downstairs turned faint and so did the chatter.

For a frat house, Suguru’s room was actually clean, you expected dirty plates and what-ever-the-fuck to litter the rest of the room, but the only exception was the clothes scattered on the ground. You watched and sat yourself down on the bed as he rummaged through the drawers for something. Is he… reaching for a..

He picked up a lighter from deep inside the drawer, taking a joint out that was untouched from the same drawer, but kept away in a tiny zip bag. Phew.

”You smoke?”

You looked at him. “What do you think?”

”I’m guessing no.” You didn't know if you were to be butthurt by his quick and certain answer, but you don't see a reason why you should be anyways. His words went a bit quiet as he concentrated on sparking the joint between his fingers.

He took a hit from the joint as soon as it was burning perfectly. “Damn, that shits good.”

”Is Suguru not gonna be pissed if he finds out you took that..?” You questioned him.

”..Who do you think sold this stuff to him?” He flashed his famous smile as he saw the priceless look on your face.

You chewed on your lip and looked at the ground. “Oh, right.. yeah.”

You forgot that Satoru was basically the one who sold 🍃 on and off the campus.

He walked over to you, and sat beside you on the edge of the bed. “You don’t wanna try?”

Satoru took another hit before blowing the smoke out on his right side, making sure it doesn’t hit your face.

“I don’t know. I’ve never done it before, plus I’m scared.” You continued, “More scared I’ll start coughing like a bitch that I’d make a fool out of myself.”

Even though the only source of light came from the bedside lamp, you could still see that his eyes were glossy, and at this point a tiny bit bloodshot. “I could teach you, here.”

He held out the joint towards you, the smell was so strong it was probably sticking to your clothes by now.

”Quick, it’s burning away for no reason.”

You held the joint between your fingers like a cigarette, and looked at him for assurance.

”No, not like that.” He took your fingers and placed it properly between your pointer and thumb. “You look like a loser if you hold it like a cigarette.”

”Okay, what now.”

”Do it, take a hit.”

You stared at it before bringing it to your lips. Satoru spoke from beside you.

”Like, almost as if you’re sucking. Make sure it really gets to here.” He points to his chest.

You slightly squint your eyes as you take a mistakingly big hit.

”Now hold it for a bit, then exhale. It’s gonna hit better.”

The joint left your lips as you held it for like two seconds, and you let out a laboured exhale.

“Good girl, see? No coughing.”

You passed it back to him and Satoru takes another hit.

”..How’d I know if it hit me?”

He smirked, “You’ll just know. Don’t worry, I got you.”

All of a sudden, it felt like everything slowed down and your face was being grabbed to the ground.

You felt a bit relaxed knowing that Satoru was beside you, and you managed to take a hit without embarrassing yourself and going all snotty.

Unwillingly, you take the joint back from his hand to take another hit.

”What happened to Ms. I don’t smoke?”

You rolled your eyes before you passed it back to him again.

Satoru smiled at your reaction before speaking again. “You wanna play a game?”

Stomach churning, and not really liking where this is going, you answered. “..like what?”

”I ask you a couple questions and you answer, then you do the same to me.”

You snickered. “Isn’t that just called ‘getting to know each other’?”

”Yeah, I just wanted to make it sound more interesting.”

“Okay, why not.”

“How about, if you refuse to answer a question you take off one piece of clothing.”

You looked at him with a , ‘nice try’ face. ”Nuh uh. Not happening. Just ask the questions.”

”Aww, it was worth a shot.”

“Start asking questions or I’ll change my mind,” you changed your position on the bed to lie down on your stomach. It was more comfortable than stiffly sitting on the edge of the bed.

”You ever had a boyfriend?”

”Once. But I was like sixteen.”

Satoru just nods. “Your turn.”

“Did getting your tongue piercing hurt?”

He turned to you and smirked, “I’m surprised you noticed it. But nahh. Not really, it was just the healing process that hurted.”

Your face slightly grew warm, “…Yeah, I noticed it yesterday.”

He just smiles, and asks his second question. “You ever gotten your pussy ate before?”

You swallowed your spit as you propped yourself up slightly. “I’m sorry, what?”

”You heard me.” He takes another hit of the joint even though it’s almost shrunken to the smallest it can be.

You tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. “…No.”

”…Good.” Satoru muttered, but you couldn’t really hear.

It was your turn to ask question again.

”..Why’d you want to get it pierced anyways?”

”Dunno. Why’d you think?”

Silence and tension grew between the two of you. You didn’t know if the naughty answer that crossed your mind was right or wrong.

You didn’t know if it was the temperature of the room or the shit you smoked. You avoided answering his question.

”…Y-your turn to ask the question.”

His next question came out immediately.

“..Wanna see for yourself?”

Your breath hitched as he spoke. You didn’t know what to say. And you didn’t know what he meant.

”Is that a question you’re using up or are you just saying that… as a joke..”

Satoru stood up and walked over to the dresser, placing his costume props on top. In fact, he took everything out of his pockets and placed it on the dresser.

You watched him glance at his phone for a bit, reading all the messages from his other homies before placing it down on the dresser and not replying.

A pool was forming between your legs, and you gently clamped them together while still lying down.

You’d be lying if you said you totally didn’t want to strip everything off and be naked by the time he turns back around. But you kept your composure.

Satoru turned back around, walking back to the bed. He sat on the same edge he was on a few minutes ago.

”And what if I do wanna find out,” You spoke, testing the waters.

His voice was laced with honesty. “I don’t want to push you out of your boundaries, we don’t have to do this. We can forget that this happened and my sister won’t ever know I was near you.”

A few thoughts were racing through your mind. I mean, Chloe was busy, you literally had weed in your system and you never thought you would’ve. There’s a first for everything, right?

You gently crawled over across the bed, closer to him. “…No, I do want you to show me.” Your voice trailed off quietly, you grew shy as you drew back.

He turned his head behind to face you, and was able to see the sincerity in your eyes. Not gonna lie, he was very attractive. And I was literally begging to have his head between my legs.

You came closer to him again, and found yourself placing your lips on his first. The two of you melted into each other, with the lingering sexual tension finally resolved.

The good girl act no longer existed, and time around you felt like it had stopped. This was something you needed, and you finally got it.

He was extremely gentle with his hands, and softly guided you to move back further onto the bed, placing your head down on the pillow.

You slightly squirmed as he placed his knee between your legs. He pulled away from your neck before looking at you from above, caressing your cheek with his thumb.

“Just relax doll, I’ll take care of everything.” He left you with a peck on the lips as he slowly peppered a trail of kisses down your body, going lower and lower.

Your breath hitched as he cupped both of his hands around each of your thighs, kissing your inner thigh as he looked up at you in between.

His hands were cold, and caused your nipples to harden from his touch. But the heat of your body cause him to warm up in no time. He paused for a moment. “Can I?” Satoru points to your tiny shorts before you responded with a nod. You slid them off and threw them somewhere in the room. You’ll find those later.

You watched as he used his teeth to teasingly slide your thong off your body, down your legs. You grew goosebumps from the feeling of the fabric slowly gliding down your skin.

It was painfully slow, but it made you want him even more. He knew what he was doing, and for your first time getting eaten out, it was like winning the lottery if Satoru was the one doing it.

He took them from his mouth, and placed it in the back pocket of his jeans before kissing past your inner thigh, Satoru placed a wet kiss on your throbbing clit before doing a few small licks with his tongue.

The mixture between the metal of his piercing and tongue made you shudder, causing you to whine and clamp your thighs around his head gently.

You felt Satoru's soft hands grip slightly your skin firmer, spreading your legs more apart and keeping them wide open for him. You were expecting his hands to be cold, but surprisingly your skin was met with his warm touch. He sucked on your clit gently, before lapping at it again hungrily.

Your two hands were occupied themselves, one grabbed onto his hair and the other clutched onto the sheets beside you. He only pushed his tongue deeper into you, basically gently fucking your hole with it.

Practically losing your mind from how good Satoru made you feel, you could tell he was enjoying every single noise and reaction you made. You felt the way he smiled against your dripping cunt as he cycled from sucking to licking.

”…Don’t.. stop..” you continued, in short breaths. “…Please”

He hummed gently with his eyes closed, his lips glossed with his spit and the juices from your pussy, and the sound of someone’s phone ringing echoed in your ears, releasing you from your trance.

You looked down at him annoyed as he hauled his head up from your legs. “Not my phone, mines silent on the dresser.”

You turned to the far end of the bed to your left and saw your phone screen was flashing. Reaching for it, you saw Chloe was the one calling.

Turning the phone screen for Satoru to see, he squinted his eyes a bit to read who the caller was. “You can answer,”

Before answering the call you laughed a bit, as you saw how ridiculous you made him look after grabbing his hair.

”Chloe?” You watched Satoru as he tried to listen in on the conversation.

He whispered, “Put it on speaker.”

You nodded, and Chloe could be heard on the other line speaking.

”Hey girl, just checking on you. You okay?” You heard her and Kento giggle as she tried to speak over the phone. But it was a bit louder around her, so that means they were with a bunch of other people now.

”Yeah, I’m…” Your eyes widen and flutter as felt as Satoru placed his head back down between your thighs, slowly and slightly lapping at your clit again with the cold metal orb on his tongue causing you to throb again.

You felt as he carelessly swirled his tongue around like there’s no tomorrow, but this time he let one of your legs go and thrusted a finger in and out of your hole, emitting a squelching noise as he continuously sucked, stimulating you like crazy.

The pleasure overwhelmed you, and you had to bite down on your bottom lip to suppress a moan.

”Heyyy, you there?”

You were unable to answer as your own words became nothing but breathy as you try to form a sentence.

”…Y-Yeah, everything’s fine. I’m in the…b-bathroom.” You felt his lips curl into a smirk against your inner thigh for a second time as he heard your little lie over the phone.

You furrow your brows, making an “O” shape with your mouth.

Your hand holding the phone fell flat onto the bed, and by now you were no longer listening to whatever Chloe was saying on the other side of the line. Your mind was clouded, and the knot in your stomach tightened as you felt an orgasm approaching.

Lucky for you, Chloe ended the call less than ten seconds ago as it seems like she was busy with something else. Hopefully Kento.

He felt the way you quivered even more than last time, and held one of your legs over his left shoulder as he thrusted another finger in, still lapping and sucking at your dripping cunt as your breathing quickened, becoming irregular.

”Cum all over my face,” He murmured against your warm lips, and that did it for you. You liked the way he was gentle with his hands, slowly using one to rub your thigh on his left shoulder. He was deep in there, and he ate your pussy like it was a five course meal.

You watched as him as you rode out your orgasm, your head falling back against the pillow. Your mind was all over the place as you endlessly squirted all over his fingers that curled inside of you to aid your high, and felt as you slightly pushed your body more towards him.

“S-shit..” Was all you could say. You saw the way the piercing was exposed for a split second as he stuck his tongue out, the juices from your release dripping all over his mouth.

As he gently pulled away from between your legs, a ‘pop’ noise was heard after he gave your clit one last suck.

You couldn’t help but laugh at the way his face was soaking wet. Luckily it didn’t go past his above nose. Or he’d be partially blind for the rest of the night.

The neck of his shirt managed to be slightly soaked with splatters from your juices. But he didn’t care.

“..You got a little something on your face..” You say, pointing to your mouth with your finger to tell him where it was.

He smiled, and you watched as he used his tongue to wipe the corners of his mouth, but took a random towel hanging off the door to wipe the rest off his cheek.

“Damn, Suguru’s gonna be pissed when he sees how soaked his sheets are.” Satoru laughed as he looked at you still with your legs spread out, trying to recover.

No can do, the towel that was previously used by Satoru was passed to you after.

The wet circle underneath you had expanded from soaking into the sheets for too long. Satoru grabs your shorts that landed just in front of the door and tossed them back to you, but as he walked away a knock could be heard.

It was Suguru, of course it was. “Yo, whoever’s in there is cheeky enough to lock my own damn door!”

You quickly slid on your shorts as you turned to the body mirror beside you, combing your hair with your fingers.

Honestly, you were a bit upset that your fun was cut short. But you couldn’t stay for too long or eventually someone would break the door down.

“Man shut the hell up, it’s me, Satoru. I’m in here.” He responded. You watched him in the mirror as he slowly came up behind you, turning you around and gave you a sweet peck on the lips. Making sure you knew he didn’t just want to leave you hanging like that. That you weren’t just a toy to him.

The two of you walked to the door, twisting the lock to it. “Here, you go out first. I’m right behind you.”

You nod as you left the room, and shyly smiled at Suguru on your way out who was dumbfounded, followed by Satoru behind you.

And of course, Suguru couldn’t help but notice your pink thong that was still hanging off Satoru’s back pocket.

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beesspacedotorg · 3 months

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Dibs

Summary: You get close with your new pack, especially the Luna. 5.5k words

Warnings: it's omegaverse. guys. it's omegaverse. there's gonna be omegaverse in it. reader is an omega, so is lino. there's mommy kink. towards lino. uh. there's s3x. what else. readers genitals and pronouns are not specified or elaborated on at all B). one (1) piss joke. poly ot8 and it's implied they all bone but there's no actual boning that happens. there's boning described once for two seconds.

Notes: I have almost all of the legendary fish in stardew. this was inspired by this ask that @hyunsvngs got like two days ago. it was also finished yesterday, but I was busy so I didn't post it. thanks to my friends who read it and gave me feedback. uhm. that's all.

Hyunjin is the one who finds you. You’re both in the same class at university, a filler class, something to do with philosophy, and you group up on a project to discuss the differences in the eastern and western versions of the practice.

“Do you think the whole ‘Alpha Mindset’ that’s going around these days could be a facet of modern philosophy, or is it just omegaphobia repackaged?” You’re dicking around on your laptop in class. After assigning the project, your teacher gave up on doing their job, which would be great, but attendance is still mandatory.

“Probably repackaged, hey I have a question for you.” Hyunjin sets his phone down when he asks, tilting in his seat to face you and your heart skips about seven beats in your chest.

He’s pretty, almost pretty enough that it’s annoying, that and he smells nice. It took you two weeks of classes to muster up the courage to ask him on a date only for him to say that he has seven boyfriends but he’d be more than happy to be friends. You would sell your soul to the nearest evil spirit to be lucky enough to have one boyfriend, much less seven, but you aren’t going to let a good opportunity slip out of your hands, so you took his offer of friendship even though you wanted- want- more.

“Yeah, what’s up?” You can feel that this conversation is bordering on serious, a topic that you and Hyunjin broach often. He’s the poetic type, and often you find yourself discussing the intricacies of human emotion with him. He seems nervous though, nervous enough that you temporarily pause Papa’s Pizzeria and boot up 2048 instead, giving him as much attention as you can offer.

“So. Okay wait. Give me a second, I have a list of questions to ask you. Seungmin made me a flowchart.” You smile at him, he’s cute. Seungmin is one of his boyfriends, Hyunjin spends more time than is strictly necessary talking your ear off about how smart and cute and talented Seungmin is. You’d be jealous if you hadn’t seen Seungmin pick Hyunjin up from school one time. Your pants filled with slick so fast you had to hide in the bathroom for half an hour pretending to be sick until you calmed down enough to head home.

“Okay. Uhm. Would you consider us to be good friends?” His voice sounds slightly robotic as he reads from his script and you laugh slightly before confirming.

“Oh, that’s great. Me too. Uh. Do you have a boyfriend?” He pauses. “Or a girlfriend, or a partner?” He adds those last two as an afterthought, rushing through them and you laugh again.

“You would know if I managed to pull that off, Hyunjinnie.”

“What about that pretty girl from your math class?”

“She only dates Alphas unfortunately.”

“Damn.” He doesn’t sound very sorry as he says it, but you can tell he’s trying to be nice. It irks you just a tad, but you think this conversation is leading up to something so you drop the irritation and motion for him to continue.

“Okay, if ‘no’, the next question was,” he’s mumbling to himself and you snort slightly. “Do you have a pack?” You blink. He’s never asked you this before and you shake your head. Where you’re from, people have moved away from forming packs, something about a post World War 2 culture shift and traditional values and homophobia and what not. Your generation is working to bring them back, but the only pack you have is your immediate family. You haven’t gotten close enough to anyone on campus to try and start one, and the one time you felt the need you were swiftly friendzoned.

“Ah. No. I don’t.” He hums sadly.

“Okay. Would you like one?”

“Hyunjin…” You’re starting to feel slightly defensive, and you’re not sure if you like where this is going.

“Wait. Wait. Let me finish.” He huffs. “I told Chan these questions would weird you out, but what do I know?” He sets his phone down and grabs the hand that was busy moving the 2048 tiles around on your computer screen.

“I have a crush on you.” You blink, rapid fire. “And I would like to date you. And also so would my seven boyfriends. But we can get to that later. I got here first, I call dibs.”

In the version of this you tell your friends and family, you accepted immediately and you and Hyunjin went on your first date that afternoon. In reality, you stood up so fast you almost passed out and hightailed it to the bathroom to have a mild panic attack. Hyunjin was kind enough to grab your things and wait for you. He was also kind enough to wait the months-long process of you being generally distrustful of him and his intentions until you decided he was actually serious and that you wanted to give it a try.

Which leads you to where you are now, in the passenger seat of Hyunjin’s car, hands outrageously sweaty as you prepare to meet the rest of the pack for the first time.

“Listen, we don’t have to.” He says. “I’ve talked it over with the rest of them, it can just be you and I. I like you, I want to date you.”

“No, no. Even if it does work that way, I’d have to meet them eventually.”

“Yeah, but meeting ‘my boyfriends that you have no commitment to’ would probably be easier than meeting ‘my boyfriends who might also become your boyfriends.’”

“I can guarantee you it wouldn’t.”

“Jeeze. You should talk to someone about that.”

“Insurance.”

“Channie has good insurance.”

“I’m not legally dependent on him.”

“Oh.”

He grabs your incredibly sweaty hand in his huge and not-so-sweaty one and holds it for the rest of the drive. When he pulls into the driveway he kisses said hand and bats the other one away from the door handle.

“Don’t worry. I got it.” Usually, he would just walk around the car to open it for you, today he bodily throws himself over the hood before doing a weird roll and a cartwheel. You laugh and he opens it and helps you out. He smiles.

You’re still laughing at him as he guides you to the front door and opens it, you’re laughing as he helps you take your shoes off, and you’re laughing through introductions.

“What’s so funny?” Jeongin asks, and you burst into more laughter as you remember the way Hyunjin chucked himself over the car. You’ve calmed down enough to tell him just as you hear yelling from a different room.

“Hwang Hyunjin! How the hell did you get dirt on your shirt? We told you to pick them up, not stop for mud wrestling!”

(You do, eventually, tell Jeongin what happened. He demands a live demonstration and almost cries at it.

“It’s just so dumb! He’s usually graceful and he just- How did he move his body like that?”

“That was the ugliest fucking cartwheel I’ve ever seen.”)

The pack is nice and touchy and, best of all, they want you around.

Heeelllloooooo

hi jisung

Jisung ??? Are you mad at me or smth?

hi jiji

Okay great

WHat are you doung today

And don’t say “your mom”

your mom

ah shit

uh. nothing. sleeping. eating. pissing.

In my mouth?

????????????

Ignore that.

Anyways.

Come over :D

You can do all of that here

In my bed >:)

I was over there yesterday

Idc. I’m sending over Changbinnie with the car <3

I’M NOT PREPARED TO LEAVE THE HOUSE

Good thing you’re just coming to hang out with me then

So, you like them. You’re comfortable with them, there’s only one problem.

“He doesn’t hate you.”

“How do you even know that?” Seungmin levels you with a stare.

“It’s physically impossible to hate you-”

“Not true.” Seungmin stares again. You stare back. He rolls his eyes.

“He doesn’t hate you.”

“He doesn’t talk to me.”

“He’s shy.”

“Well! So am I! Only one of us can be shy in this relationship and I call dibs!” Seungmin huffs and smashes his head into a pillow.

“Kim Seungmin, if you mess up my nest, I’m kicking you out.”

“This is my bed.”

“Not anymore.” He fixes the pillow and holds your face in his hands.

“He doesn’t hate you.”

“What if he does? What if Luna doesn’t like me?” Seungmin plants a kiss to your nose and lets you cry.

haihai

Minho?????

I’m the only one without a cute nickname

rectify that immediately

what should I call you then

Idk. I’ve never had to give myself a nickname.

anyways

a little puppy told me that you think I don’t like you

kim seungmin is dead to me

say your goodbyes

kkkkk

no need for that

I could smell your tears on him after you went home

I thought he scared you away

it took a very long time to get him to fess up >:)

what did you do

nothing he doesn’t enjoy

anyway

Luna is sorry

for making you think he doesn’t like you

come over tomorrow

I’ll make it up to you >:)

???

I’m not really up to boning rn, sorry to say

>:( that’s not what I meant

Jisungie says you like this game

Stardew Valley

he says it has multiplayer mode

I downloaded it on our switch for us to play together

just us

everyone else can suffer

oh.

just us?

unless you’d rather have company

I think Channie is free

NO THAT’S NOT WHAT I MEANT WE CAN PLAY IT ALONE

chan is free you say >:)

Yah! I called dibs on you!

I’m kicking him out of the house tomorrow

teehee

Stardew with Minho is surprisingly fun. You put him in charge of fishing while you spend your days toiling in the mines. He starts beef with Harvey, the local doctor, after you tell him that Harvey is your go-to love interest when you play the game solo.

“He’s pixels! Code and pixels!”

“I don’t care! This stupid doctor wanders onto our farm and charges me money for passing out on my own land. And! He’s stealing my Omega. He needs to go. How do I replace him?” You let out a laugh and ignore the flutters in your stomach when he casually lays claim on you.

“Do you get this upset when Felix or Ji talk about their media crushes?”

“... I don’t see how that’s very relevant to the conversation.”

“You’re silly.” He huffs at you.

“Why is this fish ugly?”

“That’s a- You just caught a legendary fish. Do you know how hard that is?”

“It’s ugly. I’m selling it.”

“No, don’t! Let me buy a fish tank! We can display it on our farm!”

“Why would you want to display this?”

“You can only catch one per save file.” He rolls his eyes but dutifully places the fish in the tank when you return to the farm. You kiss his cheek and watch his ears turn red.

After that, spending time with Minho is easy. You can’t really imagine what it was like being in the pack without having his attention on you. Felix starts joking that he’s been replaced as Minho’s favorite. (He stops because it starts to make you mildly upset, but also because you’re pretty sure Minho sucked the soul out of his dick right after he first made that joke.)

It comes to a head around exam season, this time, you and Hyunjin don’t share any classes, and annoyingly, Chan is too busy to eat much less help you settle, so you end up floundering with anxiety and stress and lack of sleep.

“Jagi? What’s wrong?” It’s Minho, his scent lavender and undercut with something sugar coated.

“Everything.” Your head is in your hands and you’re shoving your palms into your eyes to push back tears. Minho hums, hand coming to the back of your neck to scruff you just slightly.

“What’s your schedule like right now?” You shove your calendar at him and he hums, considering for a second before he’s hauling you up by your armpits.

“Wait- I have to study. I can’t just-”

“You have to eat.” This is the harshest you’ve ever heard him speak to you, but strangely enough, you don’t feel scared. “You have to eat and sleep and maybe shower and cuddle with Luna because he misses you and then you can get back to studying. Yeah?”

His suggestion makes you whine and struggle in his hold a bit. His hand returns to your neck to re-scruff you.

“Settle. I’m not asking, jagi, I’m telling.” You huff and pout at him, but he’s the pack’s head Omega for a reason, and who are you to question his authority? So you listen, going limp in his hold and forcing him to bear your weight.

“I see why you and Seungminnie get along so well. You’re listening, but not without struggle, hmm? Brats. The both of you.”

“‘M not.”

“You are. But that’s okay, Luna will train it out of you some other time. You’ll learn to behave.”

You can ignore how his words sent a spike of heat to your belly, but you can’t ignore the way he smirks at the change in your scent.

“Oh? Do you like that?”

“... I thought I was supposed to be eating.”

“Nice subject change. But yes, you are. Sit there and let me handle it.”

He feeds you and helps you shower, despite your many protests that you’re gross and can handle it yourself he refuses to back down.

“Let me do this for you, hmm?” His eyes are soft. “I don’t have to if you really don’t want me to, but I want to take care of you. Let me take care of my baby.” So you do, melting under his soft gaze and softer words, and he must be doing something with his scent, because you feel mildly scent drunk as he drags you into his nest.

“I’m allowed in?” You’re surprised. You’ve never been in his room before, most of your hangouts happening in the living room or Chan’s room when he’s not home because Minho thinks it’s funny to bother the Alpha. So you’re slightly out of it and a lot surprised and Minho looks a little upset that you asked but he takes your arm and shoves you onto his bed, rearranging his nest around you before climbing in himself.

“Of course you’re allowed in. You think Kim Seungmin is allowed in here and you’re not? You think I let a sweaty, post-gym Changbin in here but won’t let you? You’re silly. Hush.”

“But-”

“Hush.”

“Okay.” He hums, satisfied at your submission and wraps himself around you.

“Luna will give you a reward when you finish exams.”

“What if I don’t pass?”

“You still deserve a reward for trying.” He kisses your head and you fall asleep like that, curled around each other, comfortable in his bed and warm in his arms.

“I’m finished!” You wander into the house the next week, fully prepared to spend your break doing absolutely nothing.

“Yay! With what, exactly?” Changbin asks. You hang your self off of him, forcing him to drag you along as he putters around the kitchen.

“With exams! Didn’t Yongbokkie and Minho ban you from the kitchen?”

“Well, yes. But what they don’t know won’t kill them.”

“What who doesn’t know?” It’s Minho, and you giggle as you push your face in between Changbin’s shoulder blades. He’s so big and warm. You want to bite him and also want him to hold you against a wall for unholy acts. Your hands wander around while he’s stuttering out a lame excuse to grope his chest.

“Wh- Hey! I’m busy getting threatened here!”

“Yes. I’m busy celebrating being a genius. It seems we both have full schedules.”

“Celebrating,” Minho steps next to you and taps you until you look at him, cheek still smushed against Changbin’s back. “Are you finished with exams then?”

“Mhm.” Your eyes are closing. Changbin really is comfortable, he smells slightly like chocolate and raspberries, and you could do with a celebratory nap.

“That’s great!” You’re being tugged away from your napping spot. “Come, Luna promised you a reward.”

“My nap.”

“You can’t sleep standing, you’re not a horse.”

“You have no idea what I’m capable of.”

He crosses his arms after closing the door to his bedroom.

“Do you want to nap before or after your reward?”

“What’s my reward?” The sentence hasn’t been out of your mouth for very long before he’s cupping the back of your head and kissing you.

“Oh. Oh. This is a good reward.” He smiles against your mouth, gently pushing you back towards his bed.

“Yeah? I thought you’d like it. I can smell you, you know.” Your back is hitting the mattress and there’s a shirt by your head that you think Hunjin was looking for a little while ago. “When you stare at me for too long, I can smell how needy you get. We all can, but I called dibs.”

“Dibs?” Your hands are under his shirt squishing his pecs.

“Mhm. Dibs. Hyunjinnie got to date you first. Kiss and hug and hold your hand. But do you know what I get to do first?” You shake your head and he gives you a wicked smile before he leans down next to your ear. “I get to fuck you first. Not Channie, not our Alpha, not Hyunjinnie who found you first. Me, your Luna. I get you first.” You inhale, shaky, and your legs shake slightly with the way blood rushes away from your brain. You can smell how your scent spikes and you can smell how Minho’s spikes in return. He smells so good, you want to get your mouth on him, so you do. You pull him down until his neck is in reach and seal your lips around the scent gland there, licking the sweat from his skin and letting your lungs fill with nothing but him.

“Jagi,” his voice is breathy, he pulls your head away from his neck and you whine. “You’re gonna get yourself scent drunk and I want you to be present for the things I’m going to do to you. Be good for me.” You pout slightly at him but nod, you’ll be good for him, you’ll do anything he wants. But you want to kiss him again, you want to kiss him so badly that you think you’ll die without it. You throw yourself up, arms circling around his neck as you press your mouth on his and you knock him off balance a bit. You’re upset when he tilts, separating your mouths and you push and push until suddenly he’s on his back under you, but you’re finally kissing so you don’t care all that much.

“Eager.” He’s too busy trying to talk to kiss you and you nip at his lip lightly until he gets the message.

“You’re only getting away with this because this is the first time,” he warns. “Next time, I won’t be so lenient.” You think he might be lying, that he’d let you do whatever you want regardless of how many times you fall into bed together, but you aren’t in the habit of letting other people know you have an advantage so you let it go.

You’re grinding down onto him, chasing friction as your pants fill with enough slick that you worry you might be in heat, whimpering with every movement when he grabs your hips, stopping you.

“Minho, why?”

“Oh, don’t look at me like that. Don’t you wanna get your pants off? Hmm? Feel me bare?” And suddenly, you do. He’s so smart for knowing that, you think. You let him slide your bottoms off and tug at his until they’re gone and there’s nothing separating the two of you save for the fact that you can’t fuse into one person.

You settle yourself back over him and oh. Omegas are supposed to be small, in the dick department, and you suppose compared to an Alpha, he might be. But he feels so good against you, he’ll feel so good inside of you, that you don’t much care, pawing at him desperately. He chuckles and grabs your hand, flipping you back over so he’s on top again.

“Baby, don’t tell me you’re already gone?” You are. You’re so gone. If you’re being honest, you were gone the second he kissed you. He does it again and you whine into his mouth.

“Noisy little thing. Don’t worry. I’ll take care of you. Make sure my pretty Omega is all satisfied before you leave my bed.” He smiles and then he’s kissing his way down your neck and grumbling about the shirt you’re still wearing before his mouth is on the place where you’re leaking slick and suddenly your brain is falling out of your ears.

Your hands grab onto his hair and pull, hips arching up into his mouth. You think the sound that you let out could be heard from outer space, but in your defense, he’s good with his tongue.

“I knew you’d taste good.” You have no idea how he’s still talking, but the vibrations feel nice enough that you don’t want to stop him, that and you don’t think you could stop Minho from doing much of anything at this rate.

“We talked about it, you know.” You didn’t know. The pack talked about you? You quickly lose your train of thought as he slips one of his fingers inside of you. Small, he always says. They don’t feel small.

“It was all Jeonginnie could talk about during his last rut.” Minho huffs and you can see him roll his eyes despite the fact that yours are closed. You weren’t there for his last rut, too nervous and too busy with school to stay. It had caused quite the fuss and you had to spend extra time with Jeongin before and after to soothe him.

“Knuckle deep in Yongbokkie and all he could talk about was you. How good you’d taste, how warm you’d be. He’s lucky that Yongbokkie has the hots for you too, otherwise he’d be down one appendage.” The implication of the youngest Alpha getting his dick chopped off by Felix makes you laugh, but the knowledge that the pack desires you knocks the wind from your lungs. Either that, or the thing Minho is currently doing with his fingers.

He licks you again, and then places his mouth around your hole and sucks, like he’s trying to drink the slick straight from your body. The sound it makes is absolutely obscene, and your face heats at it, hands coming up to hide.

“No, no. Move your hands, jagiya. Let me see you.” He’s moving, mouth no longer on you and you hate it, but your embarrassment outweighs everything else so you don’t move your hands and instead shake your head at him. He pauses, hand stilling inside of you.

“No? Did you just tell me no, sweet thing?” You shake your head again.

“You didn’t? It seems like you did. Seems like you still are.” He’s laughing, or, he was.

“I thought you were going to be good for me. Do I have to turn this reward into a punishment?” That’s the one that does it, your eyes go wide and your hands fall from your face to grab at him, head shaking violently.

“No! No! Mommy, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it, I was just nervous, please. I’ll be good. I’m good.” It takes you a second to register what you’ve said, and when you do your hands move up to cover your face again. Minho catches your wrists.

“Mommy? Yeah? Am I your mommy, sweetheart?” He drops your wrist to cup your face and you’ve lost all coordination. He taps your cheek, just a hint of a slap, but it’s enough to have you looking at him with wet eyes.

“I asked you a question, jagiya. Answer mommy when he talks to you, okay?” You nod, still in a daze and he huffs and takes a hold of your hair.

“What did I just tell you, doll?”

“To answer you.”

“Mhm, and what are you not doing?”

“Answering.”

“So what do you say to me?”

“I’m sorry, mommy. I’m sorry, please let go, it hurts.” He lets go of your hair and gently massages your scalp.

“Hmm. That’s better. And, it’s supposed to hurt, baby. That’s how you learn to listen to your mommy. That’s what a brat like you needs to learn their place.” You choke slightly on your own spit, hands coming up to rest in his hair, playing with it. He smiles at you.

“Good. Now, be good for your mommy, yeah? Be good for your Luna and I’ll make sure you get everything you need. Can you do that?”

“Yeah. Yes. I can.” He hums and suddenly his fingers are in you again and he manages to take one of your nipples into his mouth, and you’re already so keyed up that you feel slightly embarrassed when you’re cumming on his hand a moment later.

“Oh, sweet thing. Did I take too long? Hmm? Did mommy tease you too much?” You shake your head.

“No, ‘m sorry, mommy.”

“Nothing to be sorry for. Don’t worry so much. You used your brain so well this past week, let mommy do the thinking for you. I’ll tell you when to apologize, how about that?”

“Sounds good.” You’re hot, overwarm, and you're shoving your shirt off the rest of the way and chucking it somewhere. The shirt’s only over your eyes for a second, but somehow Minho has managed to coat his fingers in his own slick and shove them into your mouth. Your eyes roll so far back into your head you’re worried they might stick but he tastes so good that you would suffer blindness for eternity just to have this.

“Mommy, mommy, you taste so good-”

“Shh, I know.” He shoves his fingers far enough back that you gag a little and your eyes water and he coos and wipes at your tears with the hand that was in you, smearing slick across your cheekbones.

His fingers are out of your mouth and he’s between your legs, shoving them apart to get at your hole and then he's sliding in.

“Oh God.”

“Just Minho is fine. Or mommy,” he giggles at you, “since you seem so fond of it.”

Your glare slightly at him, less than pleased with the corny joke, but he shifts his hips and hits a spot that has you keening, arching up into him for more.

“There? Yeah? Jesus. You're leaking so much that I'd think you're in heat if you didn't know any better.” He's right, but it's unfair of him to single you out.

“You are too.” It comes out a lot more whiny than you wanted but he’s nice enough to look offended anyway.

“I thought I took care of your attitude. It seems I have my work cut out for me.” His pace picks up at that, and suddenly you don't have enough brain cells to think, let alone talk back.

You're not wrong though, there's slick everywhere. From you and him, it's soaking through the sheets, it's sticking your thighs together every time he thrusts forward, it's coating his hands and everywhere he touches you. It's loud, the slapping of your bodies accompanied by a wet squish every time either of you moves. It's messy and sticky and slightly gross and you want more. You want to be covered in him and he in you until you smell so similar not even the best drug dog would be able to tell you apart.

Your hands wander searching and searching until you’ve found the place where he’s leaking too and you're coating your fingers in it and smearing a hand over your chest before sticking them in your mouth. You hear Minho gasp and his hips stutter before picking back up.

“Dirty, that’s dirty, Omega. You want me to make a mess of you?” You nod. Of course you do. You want your mommy to do whatever he wants to you. He coos and guides your hand back to his hole, guiding you into fingering him while he’s rearranging your guts.

“Mommy, it’s- you’re so warm.” He hums at you, breath finally turning ragged.

“Yeah? You wanna fuck mommy sometime? I bet you’d be good at it. Such a good little Omega for me, for us.” You do. You would like to fuck him sometime. Anytime really, you bet he’d be so warm. Tight and hot and wet. You have him on your fingers now, but you’re too overwhelmed to really enjoy it the way it should be enjoyed, the way he should be enjoyed. You want to eat him out, drink his slick straight from the source for the rest of time. You wouldn’t need water or food anymore if you could just have him.

“Yeah, I would. Mommy, please. I’ll be good. I’ll do so good.” You’re babbling at him, out of it and barely able to speak. He has to strain to understand you properly.

“You would. Mommy knows you would. Such a sweetheart, you’d make your Luna feel so good, hmm?” And you tighten around him with a loud moan and there’s a bang on the wall connecting Minho’s room to Chan’s and Minho bangs back.

“Yah! Just because you’re too busy to get your dick wet doesn’t mean I am! Leave us alone and go jack off or something!” He huffs and looks back down at you, kissing your nose softly in a stark juxtaposition to the way his hips are probably bruising your own.

“Why don’t you go ahead and cum, baby? Hmm? Mommy’s right behind you.” He shoves his fingers in your mouth again and this time, this time, his fingers are coated in a heady mixture of yours and his slick and that’s what does you in. That’s what makes you cum so hard your legs shake and makes Minho take his fingers out of your mouth lest you choke. He follows not too soon after, and when he pulls out you can see the mixture of cum and slick slide out of you.

“Next time,” Minho’s looking down at it too, “I’ll make sure that stays in. Can’t have it go to waste, can we?”

Despite his earlier promise, he doesn’t let you nap yet.

“But you said-”

“I know what I said. And now I’m saying that you can’t sleep like this.”

He bodily drags you to the shower, again, and changes the sheets before he lets you lie down.

“My hair is gonna be so dry.”

“Where’s the stuff you put in it?”

“At my house.”

“This is your house.”

“I still rent an apartment close to campus.” Minho pauses, shifting so you’re face-to-face.

“Don’t. Come live with us.”

“There aren’t enough rooms.”

“If privacy is what you’re worried about, Luna will build you a room right next to his with his bare hands.” You giggle at him.

“Yeah. But I have to pay a fee for breaking my lease.”

“Luna will take care of it.”

haihai

hi minho what’s up

>:( still no cute nickname?

I feel like it’s inappropriate to call you mommy in a casual setting

oh >:)? that’s my nickname now?

if that’s okay

whatever you want

as long as I have a cute nickname before kim seungmin I don’t care

then why did you harass me about it??????!??!?!

kkkk I had to get you in my bed somehow

“Can you guys stop texting when you’re right next to each other? All of your weird flirting is really interrupting movie time.” Jisung is complaining from where his head is rammed into your stomach.

“Dude. You’re literally not even watching it.” It’s Jeongin now, reaching over to smack Ji’s head.

“And? You’re the one who’s always complaining about how loud they are.” This is news to you.

“Is it really that bad?” Your voice is small and immediately Minho’s hands are touching you.

“No. They don’t know what they’re talking about, they’re just mad that they haven’t figured out how to get you to make such pretty noises yet.”

The room erupts into shouts as people defend themselves from Minho’s claim, you smile at him and tuck yourself further into his side, kicking Jisung out from his spot in your lap.

“Hey! I called dibs on your lap! You can’t take that away!” He’s shoving at your knees, trying to shove them back off the couch so he can lay comfortably again.

“When did you guys even call dibs on all this stuff?”

“It used to be while you were on the drive here,” Felix says, “now we do it while you’re getting a blanket from your room.”

“Do I get a say in this?”

“Sure. Just call dibs first.”

#bee blurbs #ft.lino #ft.ot8 #🌵anon #a-bee-o #skz smut #skz x you #skz x reader #lee know x reader #lee know smut #lee know x you #lee minho x reader

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A Virtual Romance (Steve X Reader)

A/N: I was going to release this tomorrow but I'm proud of it and I want to hear what y'all think. This would definitely be a little series. It is set in the golden days of messenger and them fun Samsung flip phone. I clocked it at about 2002. This is based off A Cinderella Story. I told you guys I watch stuff and I'm like "This would be cute for Steve or Eddie." Lol. But yeah :). I hope y'all like it.

If it has their screen names next to it they are talking via messenger. If it doesn't they are texting. I'm going to color code it to make it easier on the eyes. Her virtual dialogue will be in color, Idk which one yet lol

@lunatictardis I dedicate this to you!

Warnings: A lot of this is virtual communication. They do have a smutty moment near the end. All dirty talk and masturbation.

Word Count: 2559

YOU

You rub your eyes as you squint at the computer screen. Senior year at Hawkins High was really kicking your butt when it came to the curriculum and your grades. You couldn’t afford to slack off though. You were so close to getting that academic scholarship for college.

The monitor in front of you pinged softly as a small notification appeared in the corner.

StealthyNinja02 is online.

You smile as you lean back in your chair, waiting. After a few seconds, the little box popped up in front of your homework.

StealthyNinja02: Hey you : )

StealthyNinja02: I already know what you’re going to say. Give your brain a break!

You bite on your bottom lip trying to control the grin on your face. The first time you saw his name appear in the Yahoo chat room for “People in Hawkins” you thought it was stupidest thing you had ever seen. He would occasionally pop up in conversations regarding Hawkins High or flirt with one of the girl’s names you recognized.

One day, you noticed some students bullying another when she messaged asking some questions about the new year starting. You immediately intervened, telling the popular kids to fuck off. You never understood why Tommy and Carol insisted on using screennames that made them easily identifiable if they were going to be assholes to people online.

StealthyNinja02 reached out after your interaction praising you for standing up for the kid. From that point forward, you two were inseparable. Well, virtually that is. He messaged you throughout the day and texted you when you weren’t online. For a while he insisted on meeting but you kept refusing. That didn’t curb your curiosity though. He never gave any specifics in the chats and, to be fair, neither did you.

It was a common understanding in the group chat rooms that you just don’t call out people’s names. You were fine with how things were though. Honestly, at this point, you were more afraid that if he found out who you were or vice versa, it would shatter the illusion and you would lose him forever. You liked talking to him and the way he made you feel.

Ouyay_Areyay_umbday18: Okay! Geez. Stop yelling at me : )

Ouyay_Areyay_umbday18: How was your Sunday?

StealthyNinja02: It was fine. My parents are still out of town so just went to hang out with some friends. What about you?

Ouyay_Areyay_umbday18: I was at work all day. Now I’m just finishing up my paper for English.

StealthyNinja02: Shit. I should properly get started on that.

Ouyay_Areyay_umbday18: Omg! Lol.

StealthyNinja02: God I wish I could hear your laugh.

You sit there and grin at his words. You never know how to respond when he talks like this. You don’t want to lead him on but…

StealthyNinja02: Did I scare you away? I don’t mean to make you nervous or anything.

Ouyay_Areyay_umbday18: You don’t make me nervous.

StealthyNinja02: : ) Can we revisit the topic of meeting?

You cheekily set you status on messenger as AWAY and turn off the computer. The phone by your bed vibrates and you giggle as you flip it open to read the text message.

So no then? Lol.

Goodnight, StealthyNinja!

Good night, Ouyay.

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“So how late were we up this time talking to prince charming?” Your friend grins over at you from her place in the driver’s seat.

“Not too late. I spent most of the time studying last night.”

“Uh huh. Is that what the kids are calling it?”

“Shut up, Sam!” You both laugh as you roll your eyes.

After she parks in the Hawkins High parking lot, you wait by her trunk as she digs through it for her schoolbooks and papers, shoving them in her bag.

“Sometimes I wish I was more like you and then I see stuff like this.” You gesture at her with your finger.

Suddenly, you feel a hand push you forward into the car, knocking your own books out of your hand.

“Oh shit! Excuse me. You should really watch where you’re going.” Carol giggles as her boyfriend Tommy wraps his arm around her shoulders and they head for the school.

You bend down to gather your things when a man’s hand comes into view handing you some of your things.

You look up coming face to face with the king of Hawkins High himself, Steve Harrington.

“Are you ok? Let me help you.”

You clear your throat trying to regain your confidence. “I got it, thank you. You should help your friends to not be assholes.”

He sighs as he nods. “Yeah. They can be that way. Look, I’m sorry if they…”, he points at your stuff. When you don’t respond, he smiles awkwardly as he runs to catch up his group.

“You know, he may be a bit of a jerk but damn is that boy fine.” Sam watches as Steve disappears.

STEVE

How’s your day so far?

Steve grins down at his phone as he picks at his lunch in front of him. Tommy and Carol are across from him talking about some mundane crap he couldn’t care less about. His fingers quickly started pressing numbers on the keypad.

Sigh. Boring. I wish you were here to keep me company.

Lol I’m sure I’d just bore you more.

Why do I doubt that?

How’s your day?

“Steve!” Tommy snaps his fingers in front of the boy’s face. “Are you even listening? Who are you even talking to?”

“None of your damn business.”, Steve replies with a joking tone.

“We were thinking of meeting some of the other kids at that restaurant by the school when we leave today. Are you in?”

Steve casually nods his head as he turns his attention back to you.

Frustrating. Some of the popular kids were jerks this morning.

Ugh I’m sorry. Do you want me to beat them up?

Lol no! But thanks for the offer : ).

I’ll talk to you later, ok? My lunch is almost over and I have to get my homework out of the way before work tonight.

Steve’s head looks around the cafeteria. You were in the same room with him, so close but yet so far.

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Steve and his friends piled into a booth near the corner of the burger place just a few blocks from the campus. He had only been here a handful of times but it was a pretty okay restaurant. The girl that Carol invited along pressed herself up against his side. He gave her a stiff grin as he tried to scoot his body further away from her without falling out his seat onto the floor.

“Hi there. What can I get you guys today?”

All four pairs of eyes looked up to meet yours. Carol and Tommy chuckled at your messy attire. You had on the standard uniform the restaurant required, jeans and a black shirt, but your shirt had some grease stains blotching the fabric. Your hair was pulled back in a messy bun and your sneakers squeaked against the linoleum.

“Wow. Um, don’t you look ravishing, Y/N!”, Carol giggles.

Steve looked over at her with an annoyed expression.

“Oh, thanks Carol. It’s a new look called independence. Maybe one day when your daddy stops catering to your every whim, you’ll be able to recognize what that looks like.”

Your eyes turned to look at Steve as he started choking on the water you had brought to the table. He placed his hand over his mouth trying to cover his smile.

“Shut up, Harrington. Look, are you going to take our order or not?”

You flash them your pad and pen signaling you are ready. After you bring them their food they sit there for a while, talking. The girl next to Steve kept trying to put her hand on his leg but he kept trying to nonchalantly shake it off.

“I’m going to go smoke real quick.” Without waiting for a response, Steve got up and exited out the back door.

I hope you’re having a good shift. I’m thinking about you.

He closes his phone as he leans against the wall the outside wall staring off into the distance.

“I’ll see you inside, honey.”

Steve’s head abruptly turns seeing you and another woman sitting on a bench a few feet from him. The woman gently pats your hand as she passes him, giving him a polite nod before going back into the building.

“I’m, uh, I’m sorry. I hope I didn’t interrupt anything.”

“Oh, no you didn’t. We were just on our 15.”

He nods as he moves a bit closer to where you are. “I’m also sorry for my friends.” Steve reaches into his pocket and hands you some bills. You look at them completely confused. “If I know them, they aren’t going to leave you a tip so…” He smiles as he turns to go back into the restaurant.

He doesn’t see you pull your phone out and grin at the screen. When he gets back to his table his friends are already heading for the door. “We were just about to go look for you. Let’s go hang out at your place.” Tommy loops his arm around Carol.

“Not tonight guys. I think I’m just going to go home and relax.”

“Alright, old man.” They laugh at him as they head for their car. The girl that had been flirting with Steve gave him her number as she followed after her friends.

As soon as they drove off, he tore up the paper she had given him, throwing it into the cup holder of his car. Glancing at his phone, he bit his bottom lip when he saw he had one new message.

Aw : ). I’ve been thinking about you to. I’ll message you when I get home!

YOU

Ouyay_Areyay_umbday18: What are you up to?

StealthyNinja02: Waiting for you ; ). How was work?

Ouyay_Areyay_umbday18: It was ok. Boring lol

Ouyay_Areyay_umbday18: What else did you do besides wait for me?

StealthyNinja02: Um that’s all I ever do? Lol

StealthyNinja02: I hung out with my friends and they brought some girl along.

A pang of jealousy coursed through your body. Obviously, he wasn’t yours but you couldn’t help it.

Ouyay_Areyay_umbday18: Oh? Like as a date?

StealthyNinja02: Uh oh. Ouyay, are you jealous? : P.

Ouyay_Areyay_umbday18: Maaaaaybe!

StealthyNinja02: Well, I’m flattered : ).

StealthyNinja02: No to answer your question. I think she wanted it to be a date but

Ouyay_Areyay_umbday18: But what…

StealthyNinja02: But she’s not you.

You gnaw on the inside of your cheek.

StealthyNinja02: Don’t do that.

StealthyNinja02: Please don’t go silent on me.

StealthyNinja02: I want to meet you.

Ouyay_Areyay_umbday18: I don’t think that’s a good idea.

Ouyay_Areyay_umbday18: I like what we have…

StealthyNinja02: What if I want more.

Ouyay_Areyay_umbday18: Like what?

Ouyay_Areyay_umbday18: Tell me.

StealthyNinja02: I want you here in front of me. With me. I want to take you out on a proper date. I want to hang out with you at school and hear your voice when you scold me for not doing my homework.

Ouyay_Areyay_umbday18: Lol

StealthyNinja02: : ).

StealthyNinja02: I want to wrap my arms around you every morning before class and every night before I drop you off back at your house. I want to taste your lips against mine every chance I get. I want to lay next to you in my bed talking about everything. You’re so smart. I love hearing you talk about things you like.

You hesitate, hovering your fingers over the keyboard, deciding on if you should type the thoughts in your head. Maybe it will distract him enough to forget about wanting to meet with you.

Ouyay_Areyay_umbday18: Is that all you want to do with me in bed?

You watch as the little bubble appears and disappears. A shaky breath escapes your lips as you wait for him to reply.

YOU AND STEVE

Steve stares at his computer, reading and rereading what you wrote. You both had talked about sexual things in the past but it had been things picked up in conversations. He had mentioned Lover’s Lake once and you talked about how lost your virginity there. You made a joke once about him needing to release some of his sexual tension and he jokily made you an offer that you laughed off. You didn’t come off like a prude and neither did he but he was a gentleman so he never wanted to push you into doing or saying things that make you uncomfortable.

But YOU initiated this. Does he brush it off or does he play along? Are you bluffing to see what he’ll do or do you really want to play?

StealthyNinja02: No.

Ouyay_Areyay_umbday18: What else would we do?

Ouyay_Areyay_umbday18: What would we do if I was there with you right now?

Ouyay_Areyay_umbday18: I’m standing in front of you right now in my Hawkins t shirt and panties. What about you?

StealthyNinja02: I’m in my boxers right now…

StealthyNinja02: Are you wearing anything under your shirt?

Ouyay_Areyay_umbday18: No.

Fucking hell. This girl was going to kill him.

You uncrossed your legs as you leaned back in your desk chair. Sliding your hand under your shirt, your fingers gently grazed your stomach before landing on your breast. You moaned softly as you thumb touched your nipple.

Steve’s own hand started palming the growing bulge in his boxers.

StealthyNinja02: I wish I could see you. Youre making me so fucking hard.

You licked your lips at thought of him touching himself to you. He pulled his cock out, spitting into his hand, as began stroking his length.

Ouyay_Areyay_umbday18: I want touch myself but I don’t know how big you are. Stealthy, how many fingers should I use?

A heavy groan of pleasure left Steve’s throat at your question. You reached between your legs, spreading them wider as you moved the fabric blocking your cunt so you could slide your fingers along your clit.

StealthyNinja02: Use 2. Fuck I wish you were here. Id throw you on my bed and devour your pussy over and over until you were begging me to stop. Even then I don’t know if I would.

You slid your middle and ring finger into your dripping entrance easily. His filthy words were driving you crazy. You had stopped responding so Steve knew you were pleasuring yourself. He pumped his hand faster at the mental image. He reached for his keyboard typing with one hand.

StealthyNinja02: Im gonna cum. Are u?

Ouyay_Areyay_umbday18: Yes

You both cum at the same time. He grunts as ropes of his seed hit his stomach and you clasp your other hand over your mouth to keep yourself from moaning too loud as your pussy clenches around your fingers.

Everything is quiet for a few moments; no one saying anything. Your eyes glance up to the message box to see the dots next his name hovering.

StealthyNinja02: Meet me at the Halloween dance Friday night. Everyone will be wearing costumes so you can keep your identity to yourself still if that’s what you want.

StealthyNinja02: I just need to know that you’re real. I need to hear your voice and see you in front of me.

StealthyNinja02: I’ll be waiting for you in the middle of the gym dance floor.

StealthyNinja02: Please.

#steve harrington #steve x reader #steve smut #steve fluff #steve harrington smut #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington x you #steve harrington stranger things #steve stranger things #steve harrington fanfic #fan fiction #stranger things #joe keery smut #joe keery fluff #joe keery #steve harrington x reader

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Hi, hope you're having a good day/afternoon/evening. Do you write stuff about Hellboy? If yes, could you plesase do gn!verytall!reader x Nuada, where he takes a dislike on them, but somehow catches feelings, but he can't and will not accept that and reader don't know why they're locked in their dungeons and just wait for their death. Nuada has a goal: eliminate all humans. However, he doesn't know if he should include reader. If you're not into Hellboy, forget I asked anything. I like your prompts by the way.

What’s up with me and liking these kinds of characters…I guess we’ll never know. 🦦

It probably wasn’t your smartest move in separating from the group to pursue a lead in finding prince Nuada on your own because whatever delusion you were riding on at the time that made you think that you stood a chance at besting him. A man who’s movements were as fast, swift and as fluid as a cold breeze.

It might as well be considered a death sentence to fight Nuada on your own. Something you should’ve taken into consideration for as soon after your brief one sided fight, which had Nuada dominating for most of it. But instead of delivering the killing blow with his lance, Nuada had decided to take you as a prisoner and had you flung into one of his dungeons until you friends come to retrieve you or for death to greet you first; So while you waited for either outcome, you began trying to find creative ways as to entertain yourself.

Meanwhile Nuada was finding himself to be at odds with himself over his resolve but mostly over you, a pathetic, greedy, hollow human being. No better then the others in his eyes and yet Nuada found his feelings of resentment, anger and anguish he held towards the human race, having dwindled the moment your eyes met his as he held his lance closely to your throat. Nuada knew that he could’ve finished you off like he had done to countless others but why were you the one to make him falter, to question his resolve, his purpose and cast an ember of warmth within his heart?

What made you so special in comparison to the others, whom he had so easily had snuffed the lives from? Why was it that throughout your fight did he not take full advantage of your openings, your weaknesses then and there? Nuada was given so many golden opportunities to rid himself of yet another filthy human, but something deep down inside was telling him to not bring you any more harm than he already had. Naturally Nuada assumed it was some magical trickery that you possessed in order to mess with his mind, however it was documented that you had no such gifted ability like Liz; You were just an ordinary human like any other who thought they couldn’t do no wrong, while simultaneously standing by and doing nothing to bring about change in the nature of your people.

This only proved to piss and confuse Nuada even more. You were rotting in his dungeons and yet you still manage to haunt his mind like a ghost. Hell he could visualise you so vividly and so real within his own head, making sure to get every feature of yours right, that he could almost reach out and actually touch you and be able to feel the warmth of your skin against his fingertips, feeling your muscles move beneath his touch, followed by your sharp inhale at the unsuspecting contact from him.

You distracted Nuada from what he felt was most important, form what he set out to do and he wasn’t one to leave any unfinished business, not when he was close to achieving his ultimate goal in eradicating all mankind, so much so that he could practically taste it on his tongue. However there was a slight problem with that, for if he were to eradicate all humans, that would naturally include you in that; The one human who had made a home within his unwilling heart and he didn’t know what to make of it because once again he was heavily conflicted, for his heart had grown to find some semblance of enjoyment within your company, much to his dismay.

‘How could I have allowed myself to become so weak!’ Nuada hissed to himself as his once relaxed hands became fists within a blink of an eye. ‘My head and heart have both betrayed me with their conjoined weakness towards that..human.’ He adds bitterly, adamant in even uttering the word human. It felt both vile and wrong to Nuada in naming those who’s inherent greed and corruption had put him in his current position; He felt as though he was doing a disservice to his own people for feeling any kind of way towards the enemy, and yet his heart couldn’t help but become more and more intrigued by you.

Had things played out a little differently just what would your relationship with him be? His heart would wonder aloud.

They’re a human, you fool! There will never be a relationship between them and us, for we’d only end with a knife within our backs. Nuada’s mind would reply, not wanting to ever show an ounce of weakness towards the enemy, not when he was so fucking close to finishing it.

It was within your human nature to be cruel, to lack empathy, kindness and compassion and yet Nuada felt an uncertainty in whether or not he wanted you dead with the rest of humanity. Would it be considered hypocrisy if he were to keep you alive while everyone else is dead? Maybe but he would deal with the consequences of his actions for a later date.

For now he had to confront you about how you’ve made him feel recently.

#prince nuada x reader #prince nuada imagines #prince nuada imagine #nuada x reader #nuada imagine #nuada x you #nuada imagines #prince nuada x you

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quigonswife8 · 1 year

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[Resident evil 4 remake spoilers] Help: Luis Serra x fem reader

You go with Luis to his lab so he can remove the plaga that infects you.

gif creds: @aphex-toast

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You'd been infected with the Plaga before you met Luis.

This was before Leon had been infected, but after Ashley. It had happened while you were escaping from a group of villagers, when this man had come out of nowhere and knocked you out.

When you'd woken, you'd felt different. Though it wasn't until you grew weaker, and coughed up blood, that you had realized something was wrong.

When you met Luis, you'd been with Leon and Ashley. An unfamiliar man to you had opened a door to an abandoned shack, waving you three over- Leon seemed like he knew this man from the looks of it, while Ashley was just as clueless as you.

Then, you met.

"I am Luis Serra. It is nice to meet you beautiful." though his flirting was cut short when those villagers grew closer, and you'd been ushered to a hiding spot with Ashley. Luis's concerned face was the last thing you saw, before you stayed in that hiding spot for a while.

Thankfully being able to help the guys out before they were killed, you'd escape from the villagers, and ended up someplace else. Great timing as you'd passed out from this illness you'd picked up sometime earlier, and when you'd woken, Luis had been the only one there.

He'd waited until you were awake enough to explain what you were suffering from as you'd told him about this illness you've been suffering from which resulted in you passing out. He didn't want to leave you, as Ashley and Leon had to leave.

Though he was honest and let you know he needed to be somewhere to. Which he offered you to go with him- and since you would be alone, but also enjoyed his company, you decided to tag along.

This leads you to many hours later, when you go with him to his lab- the only place to remove the parasite.

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"This is it."

Luis opens the doors, giving you a nod so you walk inside muttering a 'thank you' in reply. The sound of the doors closing indicates his arrival inside, and then he looks around.

You follow what he's doing. This lab is different- it definitely has a few hints of Luis such as an empty packet of cigarettes in a bin nearby. Though what catches your eye is the chair in the middle of the room- different tools and what-not connected up to it.

A computer sits nearby and if you're being honest, you're not sure how it will even function. "that's where I will remove the plaga" he pulls you from your thoughts, so you look at him, and he looks concerned.

Luis knows how painful the procedure is, and with the plaga having you earlier than Leon, he's worried something will happen. Plus this procedure isn't painless, like at all.

"Come on." he ushers you over to the chair, but waits until you start following. Taking a deep breath you start walking over mentally preparing yourself at the same time, while Luis matches your speed;

"I am sorry this is the only way I have to remove the plaga." when you stop next to the chair, Luis moves over to the computer to boot it up.

"...that it isn't painless."

He taps away at the computer, but glances over at you every so often. The whirring of the instruments and the machine setting into place, doesn't ease your nerves. Having Luis there does help though, as well as being the reason that you are able to get this thing out of you.

"You don't have to apologize Luis. Hell you're the reason I'm not going to turn out like those people out there."

He finishes, and then turns back to face you. You smile softly at the man in front of you, then you look down at the chair.

"...well, guess I should lay down..."

This is it. When this is over, the plaga will be gone, you'll be okay. The pain isn't what you're ready for, though no one would be. Based on Luis's words, it's extremely painful and you might pass out.

Hopping on the chair after a minute, you lay down, looking up at the instruments. They're more intimidating up close. Then you look over at Luis, but he's already looking at you. He's leaning cross-armed against the machine, head tilted down slightly so some of his hair falls in front of his face.

"...I'm ready, Luis."

"Okay." he replies, moving in front of the machine. "Are you sure?"

"No." you reply, chuckling softly. "...but...this has to happen. So let's do this."

He admires your braveness. Admires that you are able to go through this, when he was scared himself to go through the procedure.

"This is going to hurt."

You lay there as the pain soon hits you. The room begins to spin fast from the amount of pain, and despite trying to force yourself to stay awake, you end up passing out from the pain.

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The room isn't spinning anymore which is a good thing. Though your body hurts like hell and you can already feel a headache coming on. As least you're alive, though.

Though your hand feels weird, so you look down to see what's wrong...and you realise why.

"Luis.."

His head is down- he must be resting- but he's holding your hand. Unable to stop the warmth from creeping to your cheeks you almost don't want to wake him from his slumber, but you also don't want him worrying later.

Pushing away the feelings that rise to the surface, you use your other hand to gently shake him awake. "Luis?" he must be a pretty light sleeper, as he wakes up barely a second later. His eyes wide, and then moving to you.

It's like he can finally breathe after half an hour now that you're awake.

"You're awake..."

Luis sits up more not even aware he's still holding onto your hand.

"...gracias a dios."

He'd woken up a few minutes after his procedure, but for you to be asleep for half an hour? Luis had monitored you, up until he fell asleep himself. Your vitals were fine, you hadn't died but that still didn't leave him less worried.

He's just glad that you're okay.

"...so it's out?"

"Yes."

"Thank god." you reply, sighing in relief. "...thank you, Luis."

It's not over yet. You still need to find the others again and escape with them. At least the plaga is gone though and you are more of mind. You don't have to worry about becoming a 'mindless zombie' a mindless follower of that Saddler. Or have to watch as Luis or anyone else, are forced to kill you.

"Thank you."

slipping your hand out of Luis's, which lets him know he was still holding your hand, you sit up. The chair is as uncomfortable as it was when you laid down, but at least you won't have to lay on it any longer.

"You're welcome. Are you okay, though?"

You get onto the ground, while Luis holds your arms to prevent you from falling over. It's a nice gesture, and one that doesn't go unnoticed, as you mutter a 'thank you.'.

"Everything hurts." you answer, honestly. "...but at least i''m alive."

He holds your arms until you're good enough to walk, then you turn to him.

"Well..." you glance around the lab, before looking at Luis again. "We should get out of here, huh?" Luis can't help but smile at you. He's happy that you're still alive, and even happier that you'll be escaping together.

"Perfect idea." he replies, so you leave the lab with him.

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#luis serra #luis serra navarro #luis serra x reader #resident evil 4 remake

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shadowkoo · 9 months

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Chasing Clouds - Prologue

→ Summary: Namjoon made the decision early on in his training that he would abstain from dating or entering any form of relationship while in active duty. He’s determined not to burden anyone with the likelihood of being to be notified of his death or causing pain to someone he loves by his long absence. Ironically, he found himself drawn to you, a doctor who challenges his beliefs and contradicts everything he upholds.

↠ knj x f.reader | 1k words | 18+ ↠ genre: military au, angst (future chapters include: doctor au, s2l, slow burn, smut, fluff, romance

→ Warnings: Read at your own risk! war, ptsd, bombs, guns, violence, injury, death, blood, (future warnings include: murder, use of other weapons, smut warnings)

→ Author Note: my favorite kdrama of all time is descendants of the sun and in honor of my fifth rewatch, I wanted to write this series! it takes place about a year after the show ends, just so you know the timeline :) i would recommend that you watch it first, but it’s not a requirement - it just gives insight to some of the character's personalities (plus i’ll take any opportunity to tell people to watch it lol)

Prologue

MAY 02 - 0340 - USTANA

The darkness of the night feels heavy; its weight is unsettling as the soldiers start their most recent assignment. Namjoon has an odd feeling in the pit of his stomach. It’s twisting and turning like never before. He isn’t usually nervous before missions; he hasn’t had a reason to be. He's always followed through and completed his tasks without issue; which is one of the main reasons everyone has such high hopes for him.

Tonight is different though, and he knows the others have the same odd feeling as they all take off their dog tags and set them aside. If captured, they need to remain anonymous.

"You guys know the drill. Once we locate the hostage, everyone will need to be attentive because it'll only be a matter of time until the whole building knows it's been breached. This isn't another exercise boys, lives are at stake here,” Big Boss, Captain Yoo Shijin, says to his team of special force soldiers.

"As this is the last mission of your training term, I expect nothing but excellence in your delivery of the hostage. We've orchestrated the specifics of this mission in such a way that will prove whether or not you are cut for these types of diplomatic high-profile assignments," Wolf, Big Bosses best friend Seo Daeyoung, adds.

"Whatever you do, don't compromise the mission. Don’t use your birth name to communicate, use the nicknames you were given, as well as ours," Big Boss hollers, finishing off their short speech as the back door of the aircraft opened.

Ustana, the country they’re secretly entering, is known for its drug and weapons problem due to its corrupt government. If things end badly, it will reflect on Korea. That’s why the team’s identities and nationalities can’t be known.

The plane jolts, narrowly missing the projectile that was aimed at the steel bird in the sky, solidifying the seriousness of the current situation below.

Namjoon repeats his orders to keep some level of sanity and peace of mind as he descended from the sky with the rest of the Puppy Pack, the soldiers in training to join the Alpha Team.

‘Find the hostage. Mislead the enemy. Return home. Stay alive.’

Once on the ground, he waits for the signal to ambush the guards watching the doors and proceeds to lead the group. Shijin and Daeyoung follow behind with the rest of the soldiers at their feet.

Daeyoung nods, giving Namjoon the go-ahead to align his gun on the enemy. This is the part he often tunes out. You need to be able to turn the switch, as he calls it, on and off with this kind of job.

He aligns his scope with the target and quickly pulls the trigger before moving to the others nearby before they even realize what’s happening. He watches as their bodies drop, waiting to see if anyone else runs into the room, but it’s quiet. Almost too quiet…

"Wildcat, All clear,” he says into his mic, letting the others know their access point is now safe for entry.

‘Find the hostage. Mislead the enemy. Return home. Stay alive.’

It takes less than two minutes for the group of highly trained soldiers to find the hostage. He’s badly beaten and unconscious, his body hunched over in the chair he’s tied to.

Wolf keeps watch by the side door while the team works on releasing the man. Jihoon, another one of the Puppy Pack trainees, helps Namjoon carry the man back to where the transport aircraft is waiting.

“I don’t want to jinx anything, but that was almost too easy…” Jihoon says, looking at Namjoon.

He agrees. Something’s not adding up…

He peers through the open door of the transport helicopter, gazing outside. They’re waiting for the last of the group to make their way onto the craft, and he just wants to ensure that everyone is safe. His shoulders relax when he can see their dark forms exiting the building.

Namjoon turns to look back at Jihoon, “I see them, they’re-” his sentence ends unfinished.

“What is that?” he says, taking a step closer to the unconscious hostage that Jihoon and a combat medic are helping. He points out the red blinking light on the man’s neck. It’s not a laser from a gun. It’s coming from inside his skin. ‘It’s almost as if…’ His thought trails off. “Run!” he screams, though it’s too late.

The bomb’s detonation rips through the helicopter, unleashing an intense burst of energy. In an instant, the searing shockwave propels fragments of debris outward. The air vibrates with a deafening roar, drowning out all other sounds.

The chaotic energy tears apart surroundings and scatters the remnants in all directions. A plume of smoke and fire billows upward, consuming everything in its path. The impact leaves a scene of devastation, marked by shattered glass, twisted metal, and a sense of raw destruction.

Namjoon feels the force of the explosion in his chest and is thrown far from his comrade, and debris crashes around him. His head bounces against the ground, and the ringing in his ears is so intense, he believes he will never hear again.

Jihoon is several feet away. His eyes are frozen open, and blood trails down his face from the head injury he suffers from. Namjoon reaches for his lifeless friend but it’s all too much.

Then, everything fades to black.

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Humans are weird: News Broadcasts

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“The overseer is just finishing a meeting and will be with you shortly.” The human secretary spoke politely. “Can I bring you anything to drink while you wait?”

“If you have some of your carbonated water I would like that very much, thank you.”

As the secretary left to get his drink Roxus eyed the seats of the waiting room before deciding he would instead stand. It was not that he was worried that his bulky body could not fit within them nor that they would shatter under his weight, but he had remembered his prior attempts to sit in human furniture and the quills dotting his back becoming tangled within them leading to some rather embarrassing moments. One of which was when he had sat down on a chair in the home of a potential human mate and his quills became trapped within the strange metal coils within the furniture resulting in the destruction of said pieces and the loss of what had been a promising night.

The ambassador had come today to petition the human overseer to release several Navari who had been arrested the previous night and contacted his people’s conciliate for assistance. From what he had gathered from sources they had become intoxicated at one of the human drinking establishments nearby and had then proceeded to wander into a local wild animal reserve, a “Zoo” as the humans called it, and mistook it for a buffet.

Local law enforcement had arrived at the scene just as the group had pinned down a long necked orange creature and were set to devour it. All of them were restrained before it could happen, but law enforcement discovered that they had broken into the reptilian exhibits and eaten every creature present.

To say he was less than pleased to be woken late in the night would be an understatement, and yet here he was waiting to perform his appointed duty and retrieve his wayward fellow citizens.

So lost in thought was Roxus that he was startled when a loud noise came from behind him.

“Breaking news,” came from one of the wall panels behind Roxus, “we have finally been able to reestablish contact with our reporter on the ground Frank Benedict.”

Roxus turned to see one of the wall sections had powered on and was in fact some sort of display unit. The image on screen was that of a sharply dressed human sitting behind a desk holding several papers. Their eyes were focused directly at Roxus and for a moment he thought that this was some sort of communication call before the next few sentences dissuaded him of that notion.

“Frank has been covering the ongoing war with the Tuvilite Conglomerate along the western edge of human controlled space.” The human at the desk spoke as a new image appeared beside them. It was of a human in a dark lit room wearing a form of body armor with the symbols “PRESS” written in brightly white print on the front and several layers of bandages wrapped around their head. “We were starting to get worried about you when we didn’t hear from you Frank; what’s the situation over there?”

The second human, this Frank, nodded as if hearing something before speaking.

“Thanks Mark.” Frank began calmly, “The Tuvilite fleet in orbit has been scrambling the majority of communication signals heading offworld leaving the planet in an almost black hole of information; I’m only able to speak to you now as earlier this morning Terran ground forces launched a surgical strike on a nearby Tuvilite orbital battery emplacement and shot down several ships in the jamming network.”

“Do you know if communications are stable now?” Mark asked, but Frank shook his head. Roxus noticed that when this Frank did so a layer of the bandages shifted revealing a patchwork of dried blood underneath.

“I doubt it Mark.” Frank said regretfully. “The military officials I have spoken to have admitted that the Tuvilite navy is no doubt bringing in fresh ships to fill the gaps in the network and once again block all transmissions to and from the planet.”

Mark nodded and set down their papers. “In case we lose you during this transmission we hope you stay safe out there, but what can you tell us about the situation on the planet?”

“The situation here is dire, Mark.”

Roxus gasped in surprise and took a step back. This transmission, whoever it was for, was no doubt one of top security clearance. If he was caught listening to this he could be charged with espionage and lose his diplomatic protection.

Panicking, Roxus made to quickly leave the room when the doors to the waiting room opened and the secretary walked in holding his beverage.

“With the planet blockaded by the Tuvilite fleet forces on the surface are beginning to run desperately low on critical supplies, such as food, water, ammunition, and medical supplies.” The transmission droned on much to the horror of Roxus. “If the blockade around the planet cannot be broken soon the future military outlook here is looking grim.” That final line damn near made Roxus’s hearts stop in fear as he saw the secretary approach him and hand his requested drink over.

“I apologize for the wait,” she said calmly with a smile as she took her seat behind the desk again. “the dispenser on this floor is being repaired so I needed to go to the floor below.”

Roxus stood transfixed, unsure what to do.

Was this a ruse? He thought to himself as he pulled the cup to his beak to sip. Could they be testing me?

As he pondered these possibilities the display screen panned away from the Frank human and began playing several video feeds. One showed wounded human soldiers being carried through a system of tunnels while the sounds of explosions shook the ground. Another video then played of Tuvilite ships landing in a grassy field some distance away on the planet’s surface and disgorging several squads of their infantry units before rising back into the skies. The final video showed broken weapons casually tossed to the ground while injured human soldiers line the walls of some underground complex in dimly lit lighting.

The images being shown were something Roxus would never have seen outside a classified feed shared only with the highest levels of his government. The fact that he was seeing them, and that the human secretary seemed uninterested that he was, made this moment all the more confusing and stressful for the alien diplomat.

“Would you like me to change the channel?”

Roxus broke his gaze from the display to see the human secretary looking at him with concern.

“I had not expected the news coverage to include war footage so I had it set to auto play whenever the commercials were not on.

This statement perplexed Roxus. While he was not entirely familiar with every aspect of human culture, he had learned enough to know that commercials were essentially advertisements for products; yet the idea of them being put in a briefing such as this was unheard of.

“Forgive me,” Roxus finally asked, “but what is this that is showing?”

Leaning past him to get a better view, the secretary took a moment before answering. “It’s Global CO5 News channel,” she replied, “and I think they’re doing a war update piece.”

“News channel?”

The words were unfamiliar to Roxus, but thankfully the secretary was quick with an answer.

“They are a form of communication broadcasts that inform the people of what is going on in the universe or on their world depending on the scope of the broadcast.”

She motioned to the Mark human. “CO5 tends to focus on universal events and there’s nothing else going on aside from the Tuvilite war so that’s their main story.”

Roxus looked back at the display and the humans Mark and Frank continued talking with each other; their discussion not nearly as interesting after he had learned the full objective of the broadcast itself.

“So your leaders allow this broadcast to announce whatever information they want, even if it is negative to the governing body?” he found himself asking. To his surprise the human secretary nodded.

“It goes by a story by story basis.” She remarked. “Sometimes the hard truth comes out and people see it raw, while other times there are those that work behind the scenes to either bury or alter reported events to suit their needs.”

Raw information such as this being displayed was all but unheard of for his government. They would censor anything that made the state look weak or ineffective and as a result the general population felt certain levels of nationalistic pride and unity.

With the humans having such little control over the information shared via this platform it was amazing they were able to continue to function as a species let alone as a galactic power.

As he stood pondering this new development the secretary tapped their ear and nodded at something Roxus could not hear.

“The overseer is ready for you now.” she said sweetly as the doors to the overseers office opened and she motioned him through.

Roxus was dragged back to the original reason he had come today and confidently entered the officer, but at the back of his mind he was already making mental notes to have several displays back at his embassy tune in to these human news channels and see what other secrets the humans were openly broadcasting.

#HUMANS ARE WEIRD #humans are insane #humans are space orcs #humans are space oddities #scifi #story #original writing #writing #niqhtlord01

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miistymemorii · 1 year

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To Settle a Bet

samuel kiszka x fem!reader

rating: E for everyone

warnings: alcohol consumption, FLUFF

“So, apparently there’s an ongoing bet to see if we’re going to hook up.”

Those were the last words you were expecting your best friend. You were both at a small get-together at Jake and Josh’s place, the twins and Danny fairly drunk but requesting that you make them more drinks. They didn’t ask Sam, as he had an affinity for making shitty drinks, but he had followed you like the loyal lapdog he usually was. You had just finished up the drinks, ready to have Sam help you carry them out, when he dropped that bomb on you.

You spun around, settling down the tumbler in your hands. “Excuse me?”

He nodded, sipping his own drink before smacking his lips with an obnoxious “ahh”. “Yep. Ronnie made a joke about it, which didn’t mean anything to me, then I overheard my mom talking to Lori, and I figured I’d do some snooping. Had to get Danny... unbelievably high to get it out of him. Went to my scheming brothers and Josh cracked. Crazy, truly.”

You shook your head as if to shake the notion away from your now-racing mind. “That’s preposterous.” you muttered, beginning to gather the glasses. Your actions were stopped when Sam gently grabbed your wrist, moving it downward to tell you to set the glasses down. You obliged.

“Now, now, I see this as an opportunity.” he said, a classic Samuel Franics Kiszka mischievous smirk forming.

You decided to indulge him, but only a little. “What are you on about?”

His finger tentatively traced over the rim of his own glass; his eyes fixated on the contents of the drink. “I say... we screw with them.”

You rolled your eyes. “And how exactly do we do that? Sleeping together? Not sleeping together?”

He let out a small tsk, as if disappointed. “No, no, ew, nothing like that. The bet says that we hook up, right? So, I say we go out there, say we’ve secretly been dating, but not hooking up. That way none of them win the stupid bet.”

You shake your head, taking a sip of your drink and dropping your voice to a whisper. “They won’t buy that for a second. We fuck - other people, that is - the most out of everyone in the group. Plus, they know we’re just friends.”

He gave you a strange look. His goofy grin seemed to drop a little, his eyes softening, his eyebrows drooping. His head tilted towards you slightly and you saw him swallow, pushing down words unspoken. “Yeah, the best of friends.”

He grabbed his drink and gave you a quick smile, moving to reenter the living room. “Wait, Sammy...” you called to him, causing Sam to spin around on his heels. “Okay... if we do this, you’ve to let me take the lead on the lie. It has to be believable.”

Sam rolled his eyes and let out a loud, obnoxious groan. “What, you think I can’t tell a good lie?”

You scooped up the drinks, sans your own. You grinned at him as you walked past him, into the living room where Jake, Josh, and Danny were laughing loudly at something on Danny’s phone. They all cheered when you appeared and you set their respective drinks in front of them, taking a seat next to Josh, who wrapped his arm around you.

Let the games begin.

You pretended to yawn and gently pulled away, giggling at the pout that blossomed on his face. “Sorry Josh, gotta cut back on the physical affection. Got a hot new man in my life, wouldn’t wanna upset him.”

Danny pointed a drunken finger at you. “Oo, y/n’s got a boyyyyfriiiiend.”

“Yeah right, like any man could keep up with you.” Jake snorted from behind his glass.

That’s when Sam waltzed into the room, a casual grin on his face. The two of you locked eye contact for just for a split second, then he got the ball rolling. He leaned down and set your drink in front of you. “Here you go babe, left your drink in the kitchen.” He squeezed himself in between you and Josh and put his arm around you. He gave your nose an affectionate poke. "You’re lucky I love you, with how forgetful you are.”

Josh all but spat his drink all over the coffee table. Immediately the three of them began to shout questions, their voices slurry with alcohol. Sam let out a chuckle and gave your shoulder a squeeze.

“What the shit is this shit?” Josh slurred angrily. Then, it looked like a lightbulb went off in his head. He pointed at Jake, a goofy grin on his face. “YOU OWE ME FIFTY BUCKS MISTAH!” he screamed.

Jake immediately shot up, shoving Josh on the shoulder weakly. “No way, this is total bullshit.” He wagged a finger between you and Sam, who’s head was now thrown back in laughter. “You two are liars! This is a SHAM!”

You took a sip of your drink then cleared your throat loudly. “It is indeed true, not a trick. I mean-” You gave Sam a quick peck on the cheek, which he quickly did back to you. You grinned a little, glad he was playing along so smoothly. You reached up and gave his cheek a hard pinch, nuzzling your nose to his chin. “Just love the guy.”

Danny took a swig of his beer, shaking his head. He hiccupped then said, “I owe our sisters fifty bucks. Each.”

“Aww, look at you and Josh, thinking the best of us.” Sam taunted. “What gave us away? The constant loving bickering? The stolen glances? The way she takes my breath away?”

He slapped his hand on your thigh, keeping his hand gently cupping it. You froze. This wasn’t a part of the plan. You figured Sammy would pick up cues of light touches, playful banter, a few fake “I love You’s here and there. But the presence of his hand on your thigh - not your leg, not your knee, your thigh - was too much to ignore. You felt yourself getting warm, and it wasn’t just the alcohol.

Sam did an impressive job lying to his brothers and best friend. The four went back and forth for about an hour and you drank as you watched on, trying your best to keep up with all the fake details Sam was feeding them. At some point, you looked at the clock. It was already almost 2 A.M. You stood up and held your hands up. “Okay, okay, guys, settle down. It’s super late. It’s adios for me. You set your drink down, reaching for your keys. Shit. If you and Sam, why would you go home? You played it off by reaching over and grabbing your phone. You leaned over Sam, who maneuvered his arm to hug the back of your thighs. There is went again, that embarrassing, schoolgirl pang of heat. “I’ll see you later, honey.”

Sam stood up, his arm shooting up your body to wrap around your lower back. “I think I’ll go with you, sweetness. Boys, feel free to continue drinking, but remember: you break it, you buy it. The guest room and den are at your disposal. Darling?”

You said your goodbyes to each boy then followed Sam back to his bedroom. He opened the door and made a grand gesture inside. You stepped past him.

“You... haven’t cleaned this room since the last time I saw you.”

He tsked, playfully shoving past you. “You don’t care about all that. I promise I’ll clean it in the morning, darling.”

You giggled and sat on the edge of the bed. “Oh? Is this before you surprise me with breakfast in bed, baby?”

Sam let out a snort and drunkenly threw a pile of clothing at you. “Here, go change. You smell like a fucking bar.”

You stood and took the clothes to his bathroom, giggling to yourself. You’d be lying if you said you hadn’t dug yourself too deep. There was always a part of you, sometimes small, other times loud and obnoxious, that crushed on him. You had repressed it because of your friendship, but there had been times you had doubted him. Like he had said, little touches here in there, a few times you had caught him staring... things you had hung up on, kept stored away in the back of your head. When you reappeared from the bathroom, Sam was propped up against the headboard, having hanged into his pajamas. Or rather, pajama pants. He was shirtless.

You stumbled your way over to the bed, plopping on it and rolling over. You were feeling the full effects of the booze, your head woozy. You looked up at Sam, a wobbly finger reaching up and booping his chin. “Hey you.”

He smiled softly down at you, taking your finger and catching it gently between his teeth. It was only for a second, but you could feel the slight prod of his tongue against your skin. It sent a shiver a shiver down your spine. He pat your forehead gently. “Bedtime for you. And me. But definitely you.”

You maneuvered yourself under the covers, nuzzling your cheek into the pillow. Sam reached over and turned the bedside table lamp off. He settled himself under the covers, turning onto his side to face you in the dark. Through his thin curtains, moonlight spilled into the room, illuminating his face.

There was a moment of stillness, then you whispered, “I think they crashed.”

Sam hummed in agreement, then reached over and swept a piece of hair out of your face. He didn’t look you in the eyes, instead focused on his own action. He did it casually, which made your heart race. “Hmm, yeah, that does seem to be the case.”

Another pause.

“Goodnight, Sammy.”

Sam leaned forward and pressed the lightest of kisses to your forehead and you felt yourself die a little inside from happiness.

“Goodnight, y/n.”

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It was the brightness of light pouring in through Sam’s damn thin curtains that woke you up. You rolled over, onto your stomach, burying your face into the pillow. Your hand stretched out to Sam - but he wasn’t there. However, something else was in his usual place. A piece of paper.

You peeked up from the pillow and scanned it’s contents.

Good morning sunshine ! I have cleaned my room, so no more nagging from you little lady. It was before I left you breakfast in bed. Or rather, breakfast-at-side table. Please enjoy. I ran the guys home - i will be back shortly.

Until then,

Sam.

#sam kiszka x reader #sam gvf #sammy kiszka #sam kiszka #sam kiszka fanfiction #sammy gvf #sam kiszka gvf #gvf x reader

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venus-haze · 2 years

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I'd be down for more cult!Elvis content at some point... no rush of course :) luv ur stuff

Thank you so much! I’m so glad you enjoy my writing🖤 The first set of cult leader!Elvis headcanons I did can be found here. I took a different approach with this, though. If you’re looking for more cult leader!Elvis content, @star-shard’s series A Different Kind of Love is incredible.

Cult Leader!Austin!Elvis x Reader

Warnings: Dark themes such as abuse of power, ritual abuse, brainwashing, and emotionally manipulative behavior, which some people may find disturbing or triggering. Implied sexual content which involves coercion. Do not interact if you are under 18 or post ED/thinspo content.

It’s an emotional support group, or something like that you start going to, unable to afford professional therapy, so you opt instead to spend two nights a week sitting in a circle of folding chairs in a high school gym, munching on stale donuts and potato chips as everyone takes turns complaining about their lives

Elvis, the meeting leader, is quiet, yet intentional with his words, and if it weren’t for the free bitch sessions and crappy snacks, you’d come back week after week just for him. You’re pretty sure most of the other people in the group would too, because every time he opens his mouth to say something, no one fidgets or crunches or glances at the clock–all eyes are on him

When you return home after the meetings, back to your miserable life and your boyfriend who you’re only sure you’re with anymore because neither of you can pay rent on your own, you think back to Elvis. You have his personal phone number, he gave it to you the first night you went to the meeting, telling you that if you needed anything, even just someone to talk to, to give him a call

You could never work up the nerve, though. He must be so busy, so important, your little problems could wait a few days. You got into the habit of writing everything he said down, knowing you must look like some kiss-ass carrying your spiral notebook to and from the meetings, but when you felt low, like nothing would ever go your way, you could turn to what he said for clarity

After you've been going to the meetings for about three months, he asks you to get coffee with him. You feel flattered he wants to meet with you one-on-one, but also worried you may have done something to upset him

Even though he asked you, he wanted you to be there, you couldn’t help but blurt out the second you sat down, “Do you want to be paid for this or something? I feel bad wasting your time”

He smiled, shaking his head, “Y/N, helping people through emotional crises is my gift. That’s a concern of yours, though isn’t it? Your finances?”

Of course it was, that was almost all you talked about at the meetings, when you weren’t regurgitating the same spiel about how depressed you were and felt like your life was directionless

“Your partner isn’t meeting your needs,” he continued, “taking care of you financially or emotionally. When I gave you my phone number, I meant it when I said to call me”

You feel convicted under his intense gaze, and agree to actually call him whenever you felt the need to, which ends up being often, and the amount of time you spend on the phone with Elvis and the accompanying phone bill becomes another sources of contention between you and your boyfriend, leading to a blow-out fight one night

“If you came to the meetings you’d understand! But you don’t want to understand. You have no idea how much Elvis has helped me”

Your boyfriend argues back, “I’m not a mind-reader, Y/N. If you had said something I would have tried to help. You know that”

“Do I? Elvis said that people who really care about us–” before you can finish your thought, he storms out, and you flinch as the door slams behind him. You and your boyfriend fought a lot, but never to the point where one of you had stormed out before. You feel a pit in your stomach, and almost instinctively move to the phone to call Elvis

He’s at your apartment in fifteen minutes, and suddenly you feel self-conscious about your humble living space. He doesn’t seem to notice, instead he engulfs you in a hug which you welcome as you cry into his shoulder

“He thinks I’ve been cheating on him with you. He says we spend too much time together”

You can’t see the smirk that spreads across his face. He knew he’d be able to get you to crack, but tearing apart your relationship left a satisfying taste in his mouth. Now there was nothing to distract you from him, from reaching your full potential

“You feel like you can’t go to him with your problems. Like right now, he walks out in the middle of you tryin’ to work out an issue, no wonder you turn to someone else for support”

You lift your head, nodding as you sniffle, “You understand everything. It’d be so much easier if–if he were more like you”

That’s all it takes for him to know he has you right where he wants you. He tells you that you shouldn’t be alone, not when you’re so emotionally vulnerable. You pack an overnight bag, gladly accepting his invitation to spend time at his place until things blow over with your boyfriend

Except it doesn’t. You never see your ex-boyfriend or that apartment again after that. As time goes on, more and more of the group members slowly take up residence in Elvis’ house, becoming secretive and insular until you can’t function without Elvis telling you what to do

He cares so much about you, you know he does, even when he twists your own words against you and makes you do things you really don’t want to. He knows best, he hasn’t led you wrong so far, so why doubt him? He set you apart, he picked you first, and as hungry eyes follow his every move, you’re the only one he lets in his bed–if he thinks you deserve it, but you’re always ready and willing to prove you are. Always

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#elvis x reader #austin!elvis x reader #cult leader!elvis x reader #cult leader!austin!elvis x reader #cult leader!elvis #headcanons

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amiscreations · 11 months

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Seeing Def Leppard and Motley Crue at the Stadium Tour in Bramall Lane, Sheffield - 22/05/2023✨

Ok I’ll try and keep this as brief as possible, but I also want to include as many fun details as possible! also how has it been eXACTLY ONE WEEK since this happened aAAAH??? (from when I'm posting this at least)

Before the Show

So we started queuing at 8:30am, and we weren’t even the first people there! There was a group who had been queuing since 4am!

We immediately clicked with this group and we ended up becoming great friends, and they made the experience much more enjoyable!

I also had a few issues with my ticket, as I needed to print it but never got the chance (story for another day) so I had to go down to the ticket office like three times😅

Just before we went in the nerves suddenly hit me: I HAD to get my spot that I’d queued 7 hours for.

As soon as I was let in I got the biggest adrenaline rush of my entire life, and although the staff were telling me not to run, I ran, and they didn’t stop me.

And I got a spot at the barrier with my friends!

it was at this point that reality started to set in...

after 7 months of waiting for this very moment I was HERE

Vivas came on after about 45 mins and they were AMAZING???

I was just looking at Tyler the entire time tbh bc he looks sO MUCH LIKE SAV ITS AAAAAA

also the lead singer was absolutely losing his mind at how big of a gig this was for them and I felt so happy! His joy was honestly infectious and I think they’re gonna do great things!

Mötley Crüe

After Vivas it was about a 30 min wait until Crüe, and every time we thought they had finished setting up the stage they added one more thing lmao

also Ryan was hanging around in the photo pit and he took our photo AWWW

I saw him the next day and he actually sent it to me, so now I have the very photo that Ryan Sebastyan himself took!

anyways the stage set up for Crue was just a little over the top imo perhaps to compensate whaaaat

they also had this extremely long opera(?) intro which just went on for way too long

and then they had that fuckin aLARM THING WHICH WAS SO LOUD

when the guys eventually did come on I will admit it was incredibly surreal... like tHAT is Nikki Sixx RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME??

Nikki was wearing the coolest jacket at first I want 23 of my own

Vince was uuuh Vince

like he wasn't terrible in person but listening back it is... not great

aNYWAY John 5 was actually so cool and fits in with them really well but he’s just not Mick Mars soz John

he also did this thing where he just drooled over the side of the podium?? like bro that was just so unnecessary JHGFGJK

also the music was just sO LOUD I found it hard to tell which some was which at first aND I WAS WEARING HEARING PROTECTION

at one point Nikki threw a bottle of Fiji Water and it landed right behind the security guard in front of me... I didn't want it😂

about midway through the set Nikki addressed the crowd and actually brought a kid up on stage and took a selfie with him which I thought was really cool!

Aaaand then Tommy addressed the crowd and asked women to show their tits🙃 and of course some did. oh Tommy

then they played Home Sweet Home and let me tell you Tommy can sHRED on a piano

tbh the strippers (yes for those that dont know they have *female dancers* dancing on stage to some of the songs) were probably putting in the most effort out of anyone up there

I think my favourite part was when they did the medley of covers, so Smokin’ in the Boy’s Room, Blitzkrieg Bop and Anarchy in the UK

they ended with Kickstart my Heart which was a lot of fun!

Def Leppard

it is TIMEEEE

there wasn't a long wait at all until leppard bc I think the show was a little behind schedule

but then when the countdown came on the screen it was the longest 6 mins of my life

and then Joe’s cover of Heroes came on and AAAAAAAH

THEN IT WAS THE INTRO TO TAKE WHAT YOU WANT

AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH

THERE THEY ARE DOING WHAT THEY DO BEST

it wasn't so much of a shock seeing them in person as I had seen them at the signing two days ago, BUT STILLL THATS THEMMMM

And Joe was wearing this soon to be ICONIC Union Jack blazer

Sav was wearing a polka-dot gradient suit (you know the one)

Phil and Viv were wearing THEE most gorgeous suits

Tho I'm kinda disappointed that Phil wasn't shirtless😪(jk)

And Rick in his sparkly tie dye shirt which I another thing I want 245 of

honestly the rest was a bit of a blur but in a good way!

I started losing my mind whenever they would come out onto the catwalk bc tHEY WERE SO CLOSE AND LOOKED ABSOLUTELY BEAUTIFUL

aLSO they're recording the performance for a DVD (I think) so hopefully we will be able to watch back the pro shot version at some point!

also I hope I'm in it bc at one point they were in the photo pit pointing a camera directly at me BBFJKBFJK

oh also Ross Halfin was there I forgot to mention that LMAO

I think during Armageddon It something happened in the crowd behind me bc the security guards were standing on the barrier basically leaning tf on me as if to get a closer look at what was happening

so yeah I missed the majority of that song LOL and I never did find out exactly what happened, although I did hear that someone got escorted out

also just before Love Bites my phone died so I spent the first half of that song faffing about with my portable charger which thankfully charged your phone super fast

they also played Promises which for some reason caught me right off guard? it was so good tho and I didn't realise how hard it went until I heard it live!

and then it was the acoustic section which I was looking forward to the most (tho I honestly think it got cut short bc they only played like two songs and the show was behind schedule) bUT IT WAS STILL ABSOLUTELY BEAUTIFUL

This Guitar is my fave off of DSH and hearing it live was just incredible

I love how you can just hear all their voices so well

aLSO IT WAS DEDICATED TO STEVE😭

Joe also said that Steve’s mum was in the audience and I think everyone in the stadium started to cry

and then it was Joe and Sav’s lil duet in When Love and Hate Collide which was so awwww

I can’t believe I actually got to hear Sav sing irl sOMEONE RESUSCITATE ME

anyways moving on, hearing a stadium sing “ROCKET, YEAHH!” is a religious experience I stg and its just something that cannot be replicated in a video

OMG HEARTBREAK AND SWITCH WENT SO HARD

the power that Phil and Viv held while walking out together onto the catwalk playing mf Switch 625

and then they started playing Hysteria and everyone started crying again

also they did the new alternate ending and if you weren't crying before you were then sorry I dont make the rules

The last song was Photograph ofc and thy put a bunch of photos from the leppard archives onto the screens🥺

they also put a bunch of photos that Ryan took of the crowd and tHE ONE WITH ME AND MY FRIENDS WAS UP THERE AAAAH

and just like that, Kings of the World started to play

I felt like my entire life had been leading up to those 90 mins

it broke my heart to walk away from the spot I had queued 7+ hours for, but my head was now full of incredible memories

bring on Wembley!

#OMFG that was l o n g #but it was so much fun reliving all the lil memories #its been a week and I miss Them every day #110% the best day of my life #if you ever have the opportunity to see Leppard then DO IT #you will not regret it #I can confirm that I will be going to as many of their future shows as humanly possible from now on #anyways stay tuned bc I'm not done with my Sheffield posts yet👀#Def Leppard #Motley Crue #Concerts #The Stadium Tour #Sheffield

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verriand · 4 months

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Mini thought;

I will sometimes, once a half year play OSRS again for a bit. I played it when I was a child 20 years ago when it came out and it was my first "real" mmo that the family PC could handle without 13 bucks a month costs.

While you could change your gender in-game since like 2004, it only became a problem to the player base in recent years. Jagex, the company behind Runescape, will do Pride events. These events are optional and can be wildly ignored by players.

Player don't ignore it though, they put on full white robes and start protesting in the capital cities. The most famous saying being "We pay, no gay".

Meaning, "we pay a monthly fee to play this game and as such, we should be allowed to dictate that all LGBTQ+ should not be welcome here"

Warning for the language maybe, but hey, this is how it is, this is how they talk.

Staff has gone on record to say that the hundreds of accounts that do this, are not regular players. Which is amazing to me, rather then looking at your own player base and realizing something over the course of like 15 years, it's easier to say that hundreds of people who don't play this game, make an account, finish like 40 quests, get to level 70, get membership for 10 bucks a month to even get the robes, and then protest in a city for 1 day saying the most heinous shit.

I'm just lost on who has the motivation and is willing to both spend the money and grind skills in RS of all places, just to have a mini platform to be a cunt. From all the horrible things I see people say in the game every time I log in and from the past, I'm very hard to convince that the calls are coming from outside the house, ya know?

I spend time in Clan Chat channels. I hop around, talk to people while playing the medieval fantasy cookie clicker. You very often see very homophobic sentiments being thrown around. Every one is always waiting to rant about the "letter maffia" and all that shit. Recently I was in a chat channel that was quiet for a bit. Just 2 guys talking about some of their health problems. Some one runs in and start saying junk like "Cant stand the lgbtipjsertijegrwnpjige3" I give a 2 word reply of "calm down" we're met with him keymashing for a while. at the end, asking if he missed any freaks? The multiple people that weave in and out of chat stay silent and I shrug and leave the channel.

This is honestly, normal in OSRS, the player base is mostly people who used to play it when they were 10. The problem is that it seems the majority of their brains have also stagnated at that age.

For a game that meant so much to me as an MMO experience combined with the Runescape Forums I was on, it always hard to see that the majority of players are such cunts and are biting their teeth just for the opportunity to vomit their dumb-shit hate.

I just find it sad. Because it brings me to the next piece, group advertisements in MMO's and other games.

Joining random groups can be fine, but you always find someone somewhere who needs to regurgitate FOX news somehow. But, when we search for LGBTQ+ friendly groups, we still have to gamble.

I've joined a few of these clans/groups here and there. The majority of the crowd seems fine and is having fun hanging out and not getting suicide stats thrown at them for just being in the chat.

But then there's always group leads who are a little strange on the edges. Sometimes it's just a young person figuring themselves out and is just watching people more comfy in their expression to hopefully learn and get confidence, sure. I've had that. The silent guy on the side wasen't seething at us just being. He's trying to learn from us.

But, it also happens that the whole group is just a Chaser operation set-up for the leader. I've landed and departed from a few FF14 Free Companies (Player run Guilds) that claimed to be inclusive. Again, the crowd was fine, we're all being led here by the same premise. The sign says welcome and so, I'm gonna feel welcomed.

It was the very caring leader that would often PM you to see what was up. It looks caring, it looks like this person was looking out for you.

But the tone will change.

"We've become so connected together, haven't we? After me talking to you for a month, we're pretty close right? I've ranted a little and shown some weakness as you did to you. We're just so connected. I wanna see you."

The tone really changes when you find out only certain people get these messages. Sometimes you're a little forthcoming about yourself and maybe people find out that you're trans. Again, the crowd is innocent, they just want to hang with similar people and support eachother.

But now the Clan lead is PM'ing you daily.

I dunno, I just hate it online. I liked the internet more when these cunts were contained in their imageboards and shooter game lobbies that they thought to be the entire internet.

Now my cozy corners of the web have been destroyed and I'm forced unto the same platform as people who want to see me dead because of drooling conservative rhetoric or christian brainworm bullshit.

#OSRS #runescape #fuck off #shut the fuck up #“those” RS players DNI

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fox-daddy · 4 months

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Breaking down my Mc's (2/3)

Since I've recently done Hunter I thought I'd take a break before going onto Bluebell.

This is what I originally meant to post.

Kyle;

Once again starting with their backstory Kyle's has a few dark turns. Due to where he lived and his size it made him a prime target for a species of big bird to carry him away. With his people's belives the elders in his tribe who are meant to protect him would let him go on his own leading to more bird attacks as his curios nature would lead him to end up far away enough from adults for the birds to take the chance at a meal.

Having a busy but caring mother he was given his dragon cape, a symbol to Kyle for resilance and courage as using it he was able to scare away the big birds. Yet, this leads into an issue that will follow Kyle almost everywhere as even when he was too young to properly realize it his mother was pushing him into becoming a healer. Since healers were the ones in thier orinal group that wore capes. This wouldn't stop his curios nature as when around four he'd run off to join his dad on a trip. Being found too late to turn around immedatly he indirectly caused their shipwreak as his dad was so focused on keeping Kyle safe it clouded his judgment of the situation where the safest thing to do was wait the storm out on the ocean.

When shipweaked Kyle was sent to find help as his dad was too injured to move much. However, by the time Kyle found help his dad had been finished by a flock of large birds known to hunt the shores during storms for food. Being so young he couldn't remember which island he was from leading him to being adopted by a high ranking family who would actually accept him.

This new life wouldn't be much easier. Despite the change of location meaning attacks from the big bird were less going from open plans to forest it was pretty clear he wasn't 'normal'. His warm nature while at first set him up great for working with animals and around the tribe it also made him work great with people older than him. This didn't go unoticed since at a young age his new dad start to try and raise Kyle up to take over the tribe, even if Kyle had no intrest in it. This attention also put him at ods with his older sister who is by nature more sly and agressive than him. Being given what she wants only made her see Kyle as an obstacle in her way rather than a younger sibling. With Tui being against Kyle this lead his older brother to jump in as his protector. This lead Kyle into having a dad who only seemed to care about what he can do for the tribe, an older brother who acted as his guardian than his brother and a sister who would do anything to dethrone Kyle form a throne he never wanted to begin with.

From a young age Kyle has been given expectations for what people wanted from him. A healer, a leader, someone to protect or someone to fight. This expectation plus his smaller size made his dad even more protective over him causing him to have less freedom than most kids his age as he was forced to spend more time around the tribe and thus learn more about their life and how to lead them.

When he hit the age he would have a ceremony of him reaching 10 the magic used only spelled fire and and destruction in his near future. One his dad tried to hide from everyone else while trying to avoid it. Later that year he was picked by the healers to be a part of a choosing ceremony for a type of power given to a few selected people. Heading to the main island he was chosen for the role related to the air symbol due to his connection to the element. Unawear he could refuse he accepted it much to his sisters anger. Feeling like he had gotten what she had wanted she turned angry as Kyle was once again forced into a role he hadn't wanted for himself.

His sister then startd to burn their tribe down and killed their dad, theatining to kill him if he ever returned focing Kyle to abandon everything he'd known.

At this stage Kyle has been under peoples own expectations for him with his own wants put to the side. Has been raised to think about what others want more than what he wants for himself. While traviling with pirates this veiw is challanged by a pirate getting him to help her design a tarot deck in return she would fix his capes protections. As they worked together Kyle would be forced to ask what it is he wants for himself. Oneday he woke up to find she had gone leaving him with a fixed cape and the question of what he wanted. While at the time he would've said he wanted her, looking back he thinks that's why she left. Because he needed to stop looking for others to find his own wants.

Then we have a split like with Hunter;

When the Mc Kyle finds the magic shop he starts to learn magic from his aunt. The question on what he wants is brought up again as he slowly learns what he really wants is to learn more. Find out about how magic works, learn more about birds and animals, to find the awnser to the questions that used to keep him up at night as a child. As he grew he decided he wanted to go the masqurade to interact with people to have fun. This dession is how he'd meet Asra. Someone Kyle can question and can get questioned back someone he can learn from and teach at the same time. While at the first meeting Asra would be able to connect Kyle to the element air being the element of freedom and curiosity as Kyle would be unapologetically himself the entire time. It wouldn't take long for them to start to bound both over the curiosity over the unknown and magic but also through Kyle's ability to connect to others without the burdan of commitment, with the only commitment being to be in that moment with him.

When the plague hit Kyle would want to help, the comment about it taking kids first would be something Kyle would know too much. Kids and the old those weakest. While he wouldn't think he could cure to the plague he would want to do what he can to help.

Once brought back he would be quick to open up to Asra falling back on his gentle nature when he can't remember anything. Being one of my faster learning Mc's due to his curiosity in what he doesn't know. Unlike the other two having less fear of what he doesn't know. Also being the Mc to get into the most trouble, climbing up the shelf to get something without having a plan to climb down, wanting to go ouside and join Asra in market trips even when he's still sensitive to the sounds, sights and smells and in general being more curios. This does lead him to becoming quiet smart as he knows a bit about a lot of diffrent things. Never taking the fact he doesn't know the awnser as an excuse but as a chance to learn more.

However, he has learned from how people see him to use it to his advantage. Seeing a small person in a childish cape it's easy to assume their weaker and more easy target. This is further from the truth than he'd show. Acting small and adorable because he enjoys being able to be less serious. Yet, he's aways keeping his eyes open to what is going on around them. Able to quickly pick up on people's intentions from how they present themselves and act, I.E Muriel is big and scary but he leans forward and doesn't make any attempt to show his size giving Kyle the sense he's not as likely to turn around and attack him. Unlike Lucio who's stance is more bold and assertive and who openly shows his power at every chance he can. Or even Nadia who looks intimidating but holds herself in a regal posture and who makes it clear by her words she's more focused on showing she's sharp minded and not about to roll over. Letting Kyle know she isn't likely to turn around and attack him but also isn't about to let anything go unoticed. I could do this for all the characters but his awearness while acting adorable tends to give him an advantage when meeting new people. Since it's more likely they'll think he's simple and easy to trick and use or even just reveal more in their body language and how they speak than what they would be willing to admit. He keeps this in both versions but with the Mc one he learned it from scrach again, at first hating his small size and slightly chubby body shape until he learned how to use it to his advantage. Now he loves it since it allows him to act as adorable as he wants. Although he still has some negitive feelings about how he looks this is a lot less than it was and usually only on those late nights when you can't sleep.

When not the Mc Kyle stays a pirate learning more about how to defend himself in physical combat. Although he mainly is used for his connection to the air element, being able to speed up and slow down ships using the wind. Also being able to tell when a ship is approaching before anyone can see it by using the changes in the air, able to predict storms and when they should slow down or even port. He still keeps his curios nature seeing 'I don't know' as a chance to learn more. His desire to learn is deeply baked into who he is and his element air. However, he also remembers the expectations of everyone. While he's able to break away and ask what he wants he knows he doesn't want to be a pirate and yet that's what the crew expects from him as he's traveled with them for years. Without any other plans he focuses on using the pirate life as a chance to explore and learn more about the world. This is where being shipped with Asra and Nadia comes into play with his personality. Them giving him the chance to ask what it is he wants which is to learn and give him the chance to gain what he wants without as much expectation on who he has to be.

(I know Nadia has expectations but those are more based around, don't make yourself an easy target, be able to think for yourself and not being an asshole. Things Kyle already has she doens't expect Mc to nessaserily become count if they don't want to, doesn't force Mc to be something they don't want to be. Even bringing up them being cort magician if they'd like that. Making sure to ask if that is something THEY would want.)

#the arcana game #the arcana #the arcana mc #the arcana apprentice #the arcana fan apprentice #mc kyle #the arcana spoilers

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canes-venatici200 · 2 years

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Prompt:

A year before the beginning of the Cloud Recesses classes, Madame Yu goes on a night hunt. Meng Yao waiting for this opportunity for several years finally makes his move. There’s nothing unusual about Madame Yu going night hunting but what is unusual is her crossing paths with another sect with a prominent member leading it. Meng Yao already having this plan on the works for several years makes sure that the groups don’t intersect when Madame Yu finishes her night hunt and the others arrive. Wen Chao arrives after hearing about a new beautiful courtesan in the next town and when he arrives many people in the inn start acting nervous. Wen Chao immediately starts getting suspicious that he orders his bodyguard Wen Zhuliu to immediately figure out what’s going on. After some time he returns and tells him that in the inn there’s someone very important from the gentry “seeing someone “.

Wen Chao thinking it unusual that Jin Guangshan wasn’t in his usual brothels goes up the stairs with his disciples because of a feeling and hears loud noises of a woman and a bed. Seeing that no one was outside the door he opens the door and immediately starts laughing. He orders his disciples to detain Madame Yu and her “friend” and to call the Jiang Fengmian over. She immediately starts screaming after being dragged outside the inn in just her inner robe and the man is completely naked. Immediately everyone from all around town starts coming over and Wen Chao loudly starts telling everyone how he found the lady of Lotus Pier with her “friend “. He then orders to everyone to search the rooms and they come across several letters from many years that immediately makes Wen Chao crack up again because it looks like this has been happening since before she even married Jiang Fengmian. Wen Chao even starts saying that Jiang Yanli and Jiang Wanyin probably aren’t even his kids. Madame Yu starts screaming at him more and starts saying that someone set her up. To which Meng Yao looking from the opposite building smiles.

By the next day the whole cultivation world knew of this incident.

#mo dao zu shi #mdzs #grandmaster of demonic cultivation #i hate madam yu #what do you guys think? did Madame Yu cheat or not?#I’m probably going to use this in a modern au #anti Jiangs #prompt or summary

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sanjisblunt · 10 months

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desert rose

moon knight fic ☽

genre: fluff ✿

pairing: steven x f!reader

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Steven grips the strap of his bag as he studies the hotel from the outside. He makes out the sign with the reds and oranges from the glowing sky, Camellia. "Hm. Charming." Steven says to himself.

Upon entering, Steven is almost immediately greeted by a shorter woman dressed in a white uniform, which reminds Steven of the typical spa outfits he's seen on television. Her customer-service smile is complimented by how her hair is neatly pulled back into a low bun decorated with a dusty pink flower. "I'm Sara. I oversee all things in the entire lobby area," the woman explains as she leads Steven to an area he assumes his room is in. "If you ever need anything, you can wait down here." she smiles.

Steven nods a reply, "Noted."

According to the key she had handed him, his room was on the second level. Why she stops on the first one, he doesn't know, but in the short time he has known her, Steven trusts her with his life. Idiot, just tell her to take you to your room, Marc tells him, clearly annoyed by this lovely woman just doing her job. Steven catches Marc's eyes as he passes by a glass door and glares at him. "Quiet. She's just showing me around." Steven hisses under his breath. Marc rolls his eyes, clearly worn out from the roughing he got into earlier today with a bunch of pissy teenagers. To Marc's defence, Steven also felt the repercussions of the scuffle they were involved in, being in the same body and all. She's just showing me around; it'll be quick, Steven reassures himself, mainly for Marc.

Sara stops in front of a room with a curtain instead of a door. The room emits warm, pink lighting underneath the curtain, almost inviting. Steven hesitates to walk through, so he turns to Sara for an explanation, who is already looking at him expectantly. She clears her throat.

"We offer a special service exclusive only to this hotel. A… massage parlour of sorts," Sara starts. She pulls back the curtain and beckons Steven to enter. Holding his breath, Steven steps into the dimly lit room and is graced with the presence of a group of the most beautiful people he has ever set his eyes on. No one paid him attention except for one of the men. Steven's breath is caught in his throat as he locks eyes with him. His eyes couldn't help but follow the sharp lines of his body, which were easily seen through the white, sheer fabric of his flowy outfit. Down from his sculpted jawline to his protruding pecs and stopping at the ripples of his abdomen. Sara coughs, snapping Steven back from his trance. He feels his face warm up when he realises the man has been watching him the whole time. A slight smirk appears in his mouth as he turns back to continue his conversation with an equally alluring man.

"Do you have a gender preference?" Sara continues.

Steven feels a tinge of embarrassment when all eyes fall on him. He pulls his backpack strap downwards in a feeble attempt to hide from them. "I don't really…," Steven begins, unable to finish his sentence when he locks eyes with another, the woman nearest to him. Her eyes are a deep brown, not entirely black. They're gentle, so gentle that Steven can almost feel the warmth from her gaze. Atop her head is adorned with the most hair he had ever seen on someone, a flowing mass piled on top in a sea of waves, a few loose curls falling on her forehead. The softness of her round face is a shocking contrast to her outfit. A similar design to what the previous man is wearing, Steven can only describe it as a series of waterfalls falling from her limbs, accentuating her figure. The see-through nature of the dress makes it seem like it is one with her, to the point where Steven can barely tell where the fabric starts and ends.

Sara follows Steven's gaze, smiling at the woman and gives her a knowing nod. The woman responds to the silent signal by nodding back.

She sets her drink down, giving him a quick once-over. He gulps. The woman slowly rises from the sofa, the sheer fabric of the garment easily showing what's underneath. Steven's ears redden when he catches himself staring at her legs, opting to stare at the carpet instead. Despite looking away, he still feels her gaze on him as the atmosphere grows heavy as he listens to her movements. His head is buzzing with a million thoughts, all of them about her. A minute or an hour pass. Steven isn't sure.

After what felt like forever, the woman is only a few feet away from him. He dares a glance up at her.

Once again, he locks eyes with her and is nearly breathless at just seeing her. How she looks up at him sends a shiver down his whole body. Her eyes have a kind of innocence which borders on sickeningly sweet. But the way she carries herself; it drove him crazy. She seems to see through him, through his eyes and into his deepest desires. There was more underneath, one layer away from a completely different person. He wants to explore her mind and, admittedly, also her body. His buzzing thoughts stopped when Sara clasped her hands, the sound pulling him from his thoughts.

She introduces the woman to Steven, then Steven to the woman. He can't pull his eyes from her, all of her. The way her shy eyes dart between Sara and himself, the way her tanned arms cross underneath her chest, the way she slightly tilts her head as she listens to Sara explain something to her, he was being consumed with his thoughts of her. Wait, Sara's explaining something, Steven realises. He looks at Sara, pretending to have listened the whole time.

"Well, Steven, this is your rose ," Sara says, gesturing at the woman.

She smiles, pushing a hand toward him. "You can just call me Rose,"

Steven tries, and fails, to hide the trembling of his hand as he holds hers in a firm handshake. "Steven," he manages to mumble.

She gives him a puzzled look, which grows into another captivating smile when she realises he hasn't been paying attention to Sara's explanation. "Hope to see you soon, Steven." his name drips with honey as it leaves her lips.

Steven breathes a small 'yeah' as she returns to her seat on the sofa. Without missing a beat, he dashes outside to the hallway. There, he finds himself finally cooling down.

Shortly after, he's joined by Sara, who briefly explains that the phone in his room can summon Rose. Steven quickly dips his head in acknowledgement as he rushes to the nearest elevator, pressing the '2'. He pushes through the small crowd waiting outside, fumbling with the key and barging into his room.

#find the rest on ao3 !!#:p #moon knight #steven grant #khonshu

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