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erideights · 7 months

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Little pieces here and there (3)

Pairing: Buggy x Fem!Reader (One Piece Live Action)

Chapters: one, two, four, five

Word Count: around 2K again.

Warnings: minimum context of the arlong park part of the story (background), MUTUAL FLIRTING, forbiden pinning of them both, Buggy has his body back *wiggling eyebrows*, sexy times

A/N: devil works hard but i'm working harder, every 5 free min i have from work/class/practices i'm writing on my phone, i'ts actually insane and i love it (ROAD TO CHAPTER 4?? If you like this one and want the next one, please let me know!)

Oh, he was mad. He was really mad.

Maybe "sexually frustrated" was a way more accurate term given the circumstances but the feeling was so strong, so visceral, he was sure he was reaching a point where jumping to the sea to end that agony -even if a bit exaggerated, like him always, everywhere and for everything- was justified.

Somewhere in Arlong Park, Buggy could feel the boner pressing his pants, demanding to be satisfied; dirty talk was one of his true passions and when (Y/N) played that card on him, being capable of picturing himself with her on his lap, that damn woman so -actually- close to his face in that moment he was already tasting her lips, her low, smooth voice driving him insane, he could not help it, but get turned on so easily and so strong is been hours, and he's still mad, incapable of stop thinking about that.

That is, perhaps, the reason he feels relief as soon as the sun rises and Usopp is back on the helm again, asking for directions as Buggy, in fact, demands to go faster. Like instead of slicing and dicing his body, his power could control the wind that propelled the boat or the force of the waves against the hull.

(Y/N) ran away just after such a -even if brief- conversation. She may have broken his balls with that dirty trick, but she was equally a victim of her own game. She knew what to say to push Buggy and leave him so stunned -to speak- that the poor clown didn't have the chance to fight back at that moment, not without his body to help him keep her in that kitchen, lift her up on the counter, force her to back down, regret even thinking she could do that to him, and then, only then, yes, fuck her until she wakes up the rest of her little and - according to him - pathetic crew with her moans.

Or so the girl imagined, leaning against the door of her room, eyes closed, heart slightly racing, fighting the temptation to lie down on the bed and masturbate thinking about what had just happened.

Which included him. Him!! What the hell, was she actually losing her mind? All that damn flirting had really gotten into her, for fucks sake, because regardless of her finding him quite interesting when they met, this attraction was something else.

Lately everything around her was something else. Did she really think through the decision of leaving her mercenary life behind and follow those kids to the Grand Line? Did she really think through the decision of flirting back with a psychopath clown?

Because in the end it's just that, right? Flirting. Was nothing else, is nothing else, and will be nothing else. She doesn’t want it to be something more, that's for sure; there's no need for unnecessary complications and extra headaches. In the meantime, it's fun, a bit of a backfire kind of situation, a bit -sexually- frustrating, but fun.

After a good ol' resting night and already some hours into the new day, (Y/N) notices that it's been a lot, since their encounter in the kitchen to be precise, that Buggy not only doesn't flirt with her, but doesn't talk that much or even look at her as amazed as before. Of course, he is, also, way less annoying, which Zoro subtly points out clearly pleased with how calm, nice and silent this morning is.

At some point she shakes her head, knowing, or at least guessing, the reason for this behavior, so she decides to check no one's around and the rudder is locked in the right direction, and then goes to where the bag with his head is, closed probably by the sniper when he got the last indications he needed from him. She opens it, lowering it until the clown's head is free on top of that barrel.

"How are you doing, Bugs?" she starts with a funny little smile, looking intently at him as she leans her back forward to leave her face level with his. "It's been hours I don't hear your raspy voice, I'm starting to miss it."

Silence. Absolute indifference besides the sidelong glance he gives her because let's face it, Buggy is annoyingly proud, extremely, exaggeratedly, but he loves attention. He likes nothing more than receiving it, no matter where, when, and from who, and she could see it as soon as they met.

"Also your silly nicknames for me" She grants, giving in. She would also be mad as hell if someone leaves her as horny as she knew she left him, so she doesn't have any problem being the one to start the tug-war this time.

"Already tired of the shidiots?" He finally asks, almost drily, after a minute; now he is the one to play difficult, huh? "No wonder, they don't even know where to start being pirates."

"Oh, of course, because no one compares to the famous Buggy The Clown, the colorful nightmare or the East Blue." Playful, she retreats a bit, resting her hip in the barrel, arms crossed over her chest.

"Quit the sarcasm doll, you know I'm right." Well, he was, in fact, right. None of them had real experience in the whole i-wanna-become-a-pirate thing, still, they were doing pretty good to be newbies. She was quite proud of them.

"I cannot wait to have my body back" he then murmurs, adding before she could say anything else about her new friends. "To do what?" She asks, you know, like she didn't know.

"Take a guess"

"Recover your spotlight? Find a new crew and a way to enter the Grand Line to go search the One Piece and be the king of the pirates?" (Y/N) mocks, clearly enjoying being the annoying one this time.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah'' Buggy rolls his eyes, scoffing. ''All that, but not before making you regret what you did last night." To that accusation she gasps, resting her right hand over her chest "What did I do last night?"

The clown falls silent again, but his mood is completely different. Right now he's not pissed off, it's obvious that this time, instead of flirting with her in a casual and natural way, he’s thinking what to say, choosing carefully his words to return a fraction of the effect she had on him hours ago.

His eyes darken, and his voice goes octanes lower and raspier. "Sweetheart, there will be no possible escape from what I plan to do with you. At the slightest opportunity I will make you cum on me so many times you will be the one to find the One Piece without needing to go to the Grand Line, but first…'' He pauses, breathes, and lets it go calmly, like the intimidating, psychopathic calculator she saw at the circus and not that flirty cartoonish version she got to know on the ship. ''you will beg for it."

She knows she shouldn't surrender to this type of tease, but she also can't and doesn't want to avoid it. Getting heavily carried away, without thinking about it twice, one of the girl's hands slides to the back of his neck, slipping under the bandana, and tugs his hair aggressively as she leans in again to speak close to his face. He grunts in pure satisfaction, closing his eyes for a second. Of course (Y/N) is, once again, taking advantage of the fact that he cannot defend himself no being more than a head, and the fact is that he enjoys like a condemned bastard those small but intense gestures the girl has given him since they met at the circus.

He can't wait to break a woman like her. And oh, he will.

"Are you sure about that?" Hearing distant steps, someone from the crew coming out on deck and climbing the stairs, she gets some distance from him, acting naturally, closing the bag again around his head. "My expectations just skyrocketed, I hope you don't disappoint."

By the end of the day, the Konomi Islands begin to appear on the horizon, and as soon as they set foot on them, shits get really serious. The situation of the poor people who live there is heartbreaking, so for two days, no one dares to make a single joke, Luffy's usual energy and bubbly positivity is nowhere to be seen, and of course, the interactions of (Y/N) and Buggy are reduced to = 0. The clown's head is no longer of any real use to them, and it’s poor Sanji, the new recruit, who’s carrying it around just in case.

At least until they reach Arlong Park.

Again, (Y/N) is not exactly the type of mercenary expert in martial arts and although she knows how to defend herself, fighting like Zoro or Sanji is, in few words, impossible. Her only advantage is being very, very fast, and knowing how to use the scenery to her advantage, so it doesn't take long for her to hide here and there among the different tents and attractions in the area to get rid of the most straggler fishmen, with a knife she got long ago during one of her jobs, capable of cutting their tough skin easily.

Everything happens so fast and is so chaotic that apart from some screams and blows in the background and having seen Usopp running towards the forest, (Y/N) is completely unaware of what is happening in the main complex.

A strong pull on her left arm activates her flight or fight response as one last fish falls dead to the ground in front of her. Raising the knife, in a quick movement, she tries to defend herself by aiming at the stranger's neck, although in vain; a pair of lips whose red has already been worn for days impact against hers, stealing her breath, a small moan escaping her. Eyes wide open, she barely registers the blurry color of Buggy's nose when two strong hands squeeze her hips as if the life of the clown depended on it, pushing the girl against the wall of the building behind them, cornering her without any type of delicacy.

She hadn't heard from him since they reached the island. Hell, she didn't even know he had got his full body back and was already so close to it that air was unable to pass between each other.

Of course, the moment the clown's head joined the rest of himself -the feeling much better than he remembered- he fucked off his captors and decided to flee. Not before making a vital stop along the way.

The ideas about how to proceed with her once he was whole were very, very different in his wild fantasies, but when he saw the girl's back, he knew that the only thing that would -partially- calm his yearning would be to kiss her before disappearing as fast as possible. To taste her lips, to feel her warmth.

Still not recovered from the shock of the kiss, Y/N doesn't remove the knife from the clown's neck, but he couldn't care less; quite the opposite. He is so turned on and waited so much -again, exaggerated- for this he doesn't know yet how he will be able to break the kiss, take distance from her, and run away.

Passionately carried away, moved by his most primitive instincts, Buggy sneaks one of his legs between hers, pressing in between them as Y/N inhales through her nose and her free hand flies to his vest, pulling it a little.

It wasn't the time, nor the place, to think about fucking that asshole, but damn, after all the teasing and the tension and the adrenaline of the fight--

And just when she starts fully giving in to him, he retreats just enough, panting a bit, and looks at her now red, stained lips, eyes darkened and full of lust. Just like hers.

"Hate to leave you like this sweetheart but I have things to do and places to go. I don't want people relating me to Arlong, I would hate the bad press on my persona." He whispers, cracking his usual cruel, playful smirk when he finally puts some distance between each other.

‘’It's time to exit stage left.’’ Buggy adds, theatrically raising both hands in the air. ‘’I promise I’ll see you around.’’

And like this, he stars running away again. Where? She doesn't know, or even guess at this moment, too busy registering the kiss in her memory, the way his lips felt on hers, how his nose pressed her cheek the entire time, or his hands grabbed onto her for dear life.

Bastard.

''You better'', she whispers to herself.

#buggy x reader #buggy the clown #buggy one piece #buggy the clown fanfiction #buggy x you #op buggy #one piece live action #one piece x reader #captain buggy

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cottonlemonade · 1 month

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How You Met

word count: 832 || avg. reading time: 4 mins.

pairing: post-time skip Kenma x chubby!Reader feat. Kuroo (as The Wingman™ doing the most)

genre: fluff

warnings: none

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“You need to get out more. Don’t you ever miss the sun and …”, Kuroo looked around his friend’s gaming room, noting empty take-out containers and energy drinks and balled up socks, “fresh air?”

“No.“, Kenma simply said as he rifled through the games on his computer, trying to decide which one he would stream tonight.

“Come on, let‘s go out. Not for a drink or anything, just for a walk.“

Kenma knew he wouldn‘t be able to hold out long against Kuroo‘s incessant pleas that were bound to follow and so he gave a demonstrative sigh and got up, ignoring the other‘s wide grin.

“Now isn‘t this nice?“, Kuroo took a deep breath of the crisp evening air.

Kenma just looked at his phone and tapped on a nearby checkpoint collecting his rewards.

“It‘s raining.“

“Hardly, drizzling at best. Do you wanna check out that new restaurant that just opened up?“

“No, let‘s go back home. We can order food.“

“We‘ve barely been out five minutes.“

That was already 5 times longer than Kenma preferred in a week.

“Look, the app says there is an event in the park over there. Why don‘t we check it out?“

Lured with the promise of a good game, Kenma shuffled after Kuroo, not hiding a groan of contempt that made Kuroo laugh, “Just like the good old days!“

According to the app the upcoming battle would take place at a fountain in the middle of the small aforementioned park. Only a few other people were already waiting there, periodically checking their phones for the event timer.

Kenma looked around, already thinking about what food he craved once he was back in his warm and cozy house.

There were two young school boys who, in Kuroo‘s opinion, should have gone to bed long ago, another man a little older than him - and you. You stood under a cream coloured umbrella, concentrating on your phone like the others. A fluffy white dog sat at your feet, leaning close to stay dry.

You looked really cute, stunningly cute actually, as far as he could tell in the dim light of the street lanterns, subdued by the misty air. The washed out video game shirt was tied to a knot at your hips, hugging your curvy shape. You reminded him of the big bunny plushie he had gotten a few years ago as part of a game promotion.

The event finally began. He tried to keep his focus on the game but snuck curious looks every now and then across the fountain. Did you live around here, too? How had he never seen you bef- oh, right.

After a few short minutes it was already over and everyone went their separate ways.

“So, what do you wanna have for dinner? Kenma? Hello? Hm?“

Kuroo‘s eyes followed the gaze of his friend and grinned when he spotted you, digging around in your bag.

“Kenma-kun?“, he said teasingly, leaning closer to his friend‘s ear, “You still with us?“

“Huh?“

The younger one snapped out of his daze.

“Why don‘t you go talk to her?“

“Talk to who?“

“Her.“, Kuroo nodded in your direction.

“Why would I?“

“Oh geez, I dunno. Because you‘re staring and for you that is basically equivalent to Tora salivating.“

“Am not.“, Kenma muttered defensively and hated that his ears turned hot.

“Uh huh. Hey, excuse me!”, Kuroo ignored the panicked tug on his jacket when he called out to you.

You looked up, then at them, looked around in confusion, then pointed at yourself.

“Yes.”, Kuroo called with a bright confident smile and walked over to you, Kenma who was still holding onto his jacket followed, but quickly let go before you noticed.

You seemed a bit worried at the tall figure calling out to you randomly in a park but calmed when he asked, “Did you score anything good?” He pointed to your phone.

“Oh. Yes, yes I did.” You turned your phone to show off the rewards.

“Nice. Didn’t you say you got something good, Kenma?”

The younger one nodded and turned his screen for you to see.

“Wow, lucky!”

“I’m Kuroo. This is Kenma.”

“Nice to meet you, I’m (y/n).”

Silence followed.

“And who is this?”

Kuroo pointed at the dog to your feet that sniffed his foot quizzically.

“That’s Plume. I named her after -“

“The berserker in Cloak and Dagger II.“, Kenma finished.

His ears turned hot again when your face lit up.

“Yes! Oh my god, I never met anyone offline who knows the game!“

Silence fell again, Kuroo tapped his foot impatiently.

“Hey, Kenma, isn‘t Cloak and Dagger a multiplayer game?“

“Yeah.“, Kenma replied, weirdly annoyed that his friend would ask such a dumb obvious question in front of you.

Another short stretch of silence.

Kuroo sighed. “Why don‘t you two exchange tags then? You could play together.“

“Oh! That would be great, but I mean, of course you don‘t have to.“, you said quickly.

“Oh no, he wants to.“

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a/n: let‘s just pretend the picture is post-time skip - also this game is entirely made up and it took me way too long to think of a name

#kenma x chubby reader #haikyuu x chubby reader #kenma x reader #kozume kenma #kenma fluff #hq kenma #haikyuu fluff #hq fluff #kuroo deserves an award #chubby reader

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maxsimagination · 3 months

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𝘀𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝘂𝗺 - 𝗸.𝗴𝗼𝗿𝗿𝘆

warnings: a kiss or two

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"hey kat, you seen harps?"

i knocked on katrina's hotel room door, but there was no response so i walked in. i was going to take harper down with me so katrina could get ready, but immediately stopped in my tracks when a saw the scene before me. harper was on the bed, katrina curled around her, both sound asleep.

my heart melted seeing my two favourite people together like that. as much as i wanted to let kat sleep longer, i knew i had to wake her up. coach wanted us down in a half hour for a team meeting about the game.

"kat, you gotta wake up now." i sat on the edge of the bed and placed a hand on her arm, shaking her a bit. she came to after a few moments of me shaking her lightly. kat's groggy face turned to look at who was tearing her from her sleep. "hey sleeping beauty." i grinned down at her. "mm, i jus' need five more minutes."

"we have that meeting soon, you gotta get up, min." everyone in the team called her mini, or min, because of her short stature, but i was an exception. i called her kat, only on occasion did i switch it for mini.

"fuuuuckk." she drawled out. eventually she sat up slowly and got up. the small child next to her had shuffled around and woke up at the slight commotion near her. "hey harps." i ruffled her her a bit and she giggled at me. i picked her up and smoothed down her clothes before katrina walked out of the bathroom, her hair fixed and looking slightly less tired.

"let's head down, yea?"

i only received a light mumble in response, kat's way of agreeing. we knew each other in and out by now, we'd been best friends for years. probably from the first time we met years ago at her then club, brisbane roar, and soon after mine.

i had signed a deal with the club, contracted for 5 years. katrina had already been there for a year or two when i joined, but her contract ran out two years before mine did. she moved from there that year, signing with some other club over in england, leaving me behind.

unbeknownst to me, she did a stint with the club in england but then moved to a sweden club which i would later sign with. it was a big offer from them and a big sign for me, having to move from australia to sweden and play for vittsjö gik. but i quickly decided it was the best decision i'd made in my life when i saw katrina on the training field at my first session. we were inseparable and attached at the hip again, we went everywhere together.

i had, very, quickly caught some sort of feelings towards the older woman when we first met and didn't know how to feel about that fact, choosing to ignore the butterflies that made chaos of my abdomen when i saw her.

i never knew if she had felt the same, and didn't want to ruin what bond we had together so i never said a word. now here we are, at national camp together, about 10 years later. it was a messy situation, especially on my end, but i made the most of it, loving every moment i got to spend with katrina, and her little harper.

"thank you for looking after harps, y/n." she brought me out of my little daydream with her gratitude. "it's all good, kat. i love the kid as much as anyone." harper wriggled around in my arms at my words.

we had made it to the meeting room then, and joined the rest of the team to take a seat.

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it felt like a whole year had gone by after we left that room. my butt had gone numb from how long i was in that seat for. harper was in my arms again as me and kat walked out and towards the cafeteria. i honestly thought i could eat a horse, my last meal was at breakfast, almost 5 hours ago. i grabbed what i could fit onto my plate and raced over to a table and placed everything on the surface. katrina handed harper off to me while she went to get her's and harps lunch.

we sat in comfortable silence eating our food, me more so devouring. i finished everything on my plate and was finally full. both kat and harper were still eating, and both were laughing at me and my content sighs after eating for two people. "shut up, i was starving." i send a joking look to kat and she laughs some more at me.

"mama. water, please." harper's voice catches us both off guard, and we both just stare at her as she looks at me and makes grabby hands for my water bottle.

"did she..?" i trail off in a silent question to katrina. "yea.. she did." i went white as a sheet, body frozen. i finally found it in me and passed harper my water bottle. the kid latches onto it and drinks some. i was still shocked and hadn't uttered any words other than confirming what we'd both seen with kat.

my brain seemed to malfunction as my mind told me i needed to leave. i grabbed my plate, making some sort of excuse to get out of the room.

i bolted, heading for my own room this time. i flopped down on my bed, mind racing a million miles and hour. harper called me mama! i was elated but also worried at the same time. what if kat didn't want her kid to think of me as her second mum? my nerves and anxiety were called to the forefront and i kept asking myself questions without answers.

it felt like two seconds but there was a knock on my door, and suddenly it opened. i shot upright, and seeing it was kat, flopped back down.

i couldn't even look her in the face as she walked over. "y/n. are you okay?" "umm, yes?" it came out more as a question rather than a statement. "you're not. you were white as a ghost before." a split second of reckless thought sent me over the edge and i blurted. "harper called me mama." i didn't know what i was doing, i just needed to air that statement.

"yea, about that. i'm sorry, i didn't know she saw it like that." "you're.. sorry?" i was confused. did she not want me to be a mum to harper? "yea, i didn't think you wanted things to be like that."

surely she's joking. "kat.." i sat up and took a deep breath.

"katrina, i would love to be a mum to harper. i never told you any of this, and it's been at least 4 years of me bottling up my feelings. i have liked you so much, for the longest time. i have wanted nothing more to hug you as more than friends for the longest time. but i never said anything because i didn't want to ruin our friendship. you're like my best friend. but i want us to be more."

shit. i just ruined it didn't i? i looked up at katrina tentatively, scared to see her expression.

surprisingly, it wasn't one of hate. she almost looked.. relieved? "oh thank god." that was a new one. she sat down next to me so we were eye level again.

"i am so glad you said something, i would have gone another few years without saying anything. i like you so much more than friends, y/n. i can't even begin to explain how thankful i am to have you in my life, to help me with harper, or to just be with me when i need a shoulder to cry on."

what she says catches me off guard, i fully expected her to shun me and tell me she wasn't interested.

"wait.. really?" she nods with a smile. "yes really. you mean so much to me-" i cut her off by pressing my lips to hers. she freezes up but just as quickly, kisses me back. her lips are soft, sweet, they taste like caramel. i had my hands on either side of her face. she moves hers down to wrap around my waist. everything around us stops moving as we continue in our own little world. finally we break apart to take a breath.

"katrina-lee gorry, do you wanna be my girlfriend?"

"always, y/n y/l/n."

#woso #woso x reader #woso community #katrina gorry #katrina gorry x reader #katrina gorry imagine

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aphrodisiaxcunt · 15 days

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Fading echoes Finale

Keegan x GN!reader

Helping Keegan relax a bit as a way of bringing your relationship back closer together..🤭

Content: Finale, soft smut, cock suckin', fluff, happy ending, mention of past trauma and therapy

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, this is FINALE

If links dont work use masterlist

Keegan red, reader green

Word count: 991 Reading time: 4-5~ mins

After the crying on your hallway floor, you two decided couples therapy would be good. At first, Keegan thought it was all stupid - the tasks and games you'd have to participate in each session. However, it began to have a positive impact. He started to feel better, and your relationship started to improve. Recently, Keegan had become more clingy and protective of you, always keeping his arms around you, whether you were asleep or awake. As long as he is in the same room, you can feel his arms tightly wrapped around you. A couple of nights into the therapy sessions, you'd noticed his night terrors. Every night, they'd progressively get worse, and your worry for him only grew each time. You couldn't do much in that situation. Just let him work his way to you. One time, you had tried to wake him up, and he had nearly broken your nose. Today, though, today was a calm day. Neither of you had work, no chores to do, and almost half of the day had already gone to just laying in bed together. Keegans arms per usual wrapped tightly around your waist as he drew circles with his fingers against your lower back. Your head laid calmly against his chest, listening to the soft thumps of his heart against his ribcage.

"I'm sorry, sweetheart.." his quiet voice above your head breaks the silence, moving his hand up your back to pull you closer to himself. You shake your head a bit against his chest, wrapping your arms tightly around him in response to his embrace. You didn't blame him, of course you didn't blame him. You had also been close with a couple of the men he knew who had sadly passed away in different fights. "It's okay, I understand.." Your voice is soothing and smooth like honey, your hand tracing gently up and down his spine. You heard a shuddering breath escape his throat as you did so, tilting your head back to take a look at him blushing. "Fuck-.." his small mutter of a cuss was easy to translate. You couldn't deny that it had been a while since either of you had any kind of release.

You sat up and leaned down to kiss Keegans neck, his body automatically turning onto his back. His hand caresses your thigh as your lips work their way up to his jaw. His fingers dig into your thigh when you lift up his shirt to kiss his chest and down his torso to his lower stomach. "Baby- hah-..please.." he can't get much out from his lips, his whining like music in your ears when he begs for you. You start to gently palm his hard-on through his grey sweats, and his back arches off the bed in a desperate way of seeking more contact. More quiet whines fal from his lips, and you hush him, planting a track of gentle kisses along his happy trail. You slowly pull his sweats down to free his cock, Keegans hand coming up to his own face to cover his mouth.

You wrap your hand around the base of his cock, holding it up to your lips before kissing the tip carefully, kissing your way down the side of it and licking your way back up. Keegans breath hitches in his throat, and his neck tilts back, eyes closing as you take his attention deprived cock into your mouth. The taste isn't unpleasant. You've never been one to prefer blowjobs but if your partner, the love of your life, really needed it.. there's no issue in your eyes. Looking up at his flushed face from under your lashes, you start your careful work on him, making sure your teeth don't graze him and pressing your tongue flat against the underside of his cock.

His free hand takes a grab on a fistful of your hair, not forcing your head down on him but more of a support for him. Your eyes lock on his beautiful face as you take more of his length down your throat and slowly bob your head on it. His tongue seems tied, not being able to say anything except for small babbles and attempts at praise. You take a deep breath through your nose, trying to keep your eyes open and focused on him as you bottom him out to the back of your throat, holding a gag reflex down as you do so. He lets out a gasp before turning his eyes to you, seeing warm tears form in your eyes from suppressing the gag reflex. His hand leaves his mouth, cupping your cheek and wiping off the tears once they fall down your face.

"Careful sweetheart, no need to take the whole thing.." his voice is more collected now, guiding your face a bit up so you're not suffocating yourself on him. He mutters out more praises when your tongue slides up over his tip, closing his eyes and caressing your cheek lovingly. "You're doing so well.. I'm so close, baby.." he groans, you close your eyes and turn all your attention and focus on getting him over the edge. He grips a bit more onto your hair, pulling you off of his cock before cumming onto your face. Your head jerks back a bit, and you open your eyes in shock. Immediately, you turn your look back onto him, mouth slightly agape from the bitter surprise on your face. His mouth curves into a teasing smile as he starts laughing, chuckling out apologies as he wipes your face from the mess.

After getting your face cleaned and washed up, you're back cuddling in his arms. He still lets out small chuckles when he remembers your shocked face, and each time he laughs, he places a loving kiss on your forehead as an apology. There's still a long way ahead for you two and your relationship, but there's no other way from here than up.

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FINALLY, I am done with this, I'm so sorry I took so damn long I was stuck forever on how to finish this finale and then I fell asleep last night, I hope this was a satisfying ending to this fic and I'm so thankful for all the love this series got :3

If yall want more stuff my requests are open and my instagram @aphrodisiax_tumblr will have updates on upcoming fics!

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roturo · 1 year

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chishiya x reader where reader is a gamemaster and chishiya is kinda frustrated so they just fuck idk

RED LIGHTS

“The moment I close my eyes all I see is Red Lights”

WARNINGS: SMUT. ORAL M!RECEIVING. PWP.

Chishiya x afab!reader.

Hope you like this 😭💕.

Another game. Chishiya couldn’t care less about the people playing with him. Mostly because none of them work hard enough to pass the game or they’re either way too stupid to pass them.

He found a himself playing at the Jack of hearts.

This game is called “Solitary Confinement”

Players must equip an explosive collar upon entry. Players also may not bring in any reflective surfaces or materials. Before the game begins, a mark appears behind each player’s collar, renditioning everyone unable to see their own mark (Spades, Diamonds, Clubs, Hearts).

Rules

-Each round is 1 hour. Players are free to talk anywhere during this time.

-In the final 5 minutes, all players must enter a cell and announce the mark that they think is on the back of their collar. If they’re correct, they move onto the next round. Their mark changes, and the cycle repeats.

-If the player remains silent or says the wrong mark, the collar explodes.

-Among the players is the Jack of Hearts. When the Jack of Hearts dies, the remaining players all survive and the game is cleared.

-If two players remain (Jack of Hearts included), only the Jack of Hearts will live, since their identity will become apparent.

3 actions are prohibited:

No more than 1 person may reside inside a locked cell.

Players may not obstruct other players from entering a cell.

Players may not revoke another's ability to announce their own mark (homicide).

You enter to the arena that seems like it used to be a prison. Near the first few rounds of the game, 3 apparent factions began to form: the group, partnered players, and loners.

“People are really easilly gullible.” A feminine voice sounded by your side.

“Most of them do everything they can to survive, even though it means to go to the stupidest route.” You murmured.

“3 min left until you have to answer what sign you got”

“Alright… what sign do I have?” She asked.

“Heart.”

“You have a diamond.”

Finding a partner and staying with them was among the best strategies to clear the game. Near the start, it is guaranteed both parties will only announce the correct mark, since lying would draw heavy suspicion. Near the end, should they trust each other enough, they would be able to deduce the identify of the Jack of Hearts from seeing who the final player is.

Chishiya has been surviving for the last rounds good, even though his partner has been really anxious and he can’t consider him for a future use.

And he was right.

His partner decided to finish it all for once since he couldn’t do it anymore.

So now, he had to go with his instinct.

But one duo called his attention. He only knew one of them; Banda. A famous serial killer who has been followed for a time now. He was with his unknown emo partner.

Apparently your partner got eaten by the anxiety too and couldn’t do it anymore. You got no one else rather than pairing up with Yaba. Since his called “secretary” tried to betray him.

You’ve been secretly talking to him since the start of the game since you already knew him for past games. Both of you had the suspicion of Banda’s partner.

Throughout the game, different players tried to pair up or form groups that allowed them to succeed and stay alive. However, when the seeds of distrust started sprouting, was when the players started lying to one another as they had reasons to believe that certain players could be the Jack of Hearts.

You tried to win the trust of some of the remaining players when he approached Matsushita and told him that Banda could not be trusted because he used to be a serial killer in the real world. In that regard, Matsushita came to the conclusion that you could be the Jack of Hearts because he tried to tear him and Banda apart. That was why Matsushita lied about your symbol.

But that didn’t stopped you from discovering who was the Jack of Hearts.

Which, in conclusion was Matsushita.

Since you also asked Yaba about your symbol and discovered Matsushita was in fact, lying.

As well, Yaba talked with Banda as part of your plan, and Matsushita did not only tried lying to you, but with Banda too.

Chishiya also discovered that too, but way too late, since when he started pairing up with Banda, he told him you already had a conclusion since Banda was only “pairing up” with Chishiya to know he wasn’t the Jack of hearts.

That left Chishiya astonished since he’s the one using people? isn’t he? That’s his role. So WHY are you doing his work. How could it be you sorted out this before him?

If we’re being honest here, that kinda annoyed him. And he doesn’t like that.

After accusing Matsushita and being correct. it finally was game over.

You were going out of the prison not until a blonde hair looking man stopped you.

Now… why is he stopping you?

“Umm, excuse me?” You tried going to the other side but he didn’t let you. “Okay asshole, I need you to move.”

“You knew he was the Jack of hearts some rounds before you finally accused him, why is that?”

“Because I needed to confirm I wasn’t wrong and you weren’t the Jack of Hearts since your little friend died there.”

“But Yaba was helping you, and you already knew it wasn’t me.”

“So? It’s not any of your damn business.”

“Have we met before?”

“Let me go. I don’t have time for this.” You tried pushing him, but he stopped you by grabbing your hand before you had the chance of touching him.

His fingers tighten on your wrists, hard enough that there would be bruises.

“I don’t think I have ever seen you before.”

“Yeah, because we haven’t met.”

“Then why you have The Beach bracelet?”

Shit. You cursed yourself.

“Why do you care so much about if i’m at The Beach or not? And let me go.” You tried getting your hand off his grip but he didn’t let you.

“Since i’m a executive and I need to know you’re not an intruder. And you were suspiciously good at this game. Is like you already knew everything that was about to happen.”

“And? It’s a really easy game. You don’t need to put much head into it. It’s not my fault you’re way too stupid to even solve this game.”

“Now. Think before you talk doll. I don’t want to have any problems with you.”

“Me? Having problems with YOU?” You chucked at that crazy idea. “I don’t know where you got that idea. But if i’m being honest I don’t think you could even kill a fly, you look way too weak to even-“

Chishiya quickly pushed you to the wall and slightly chocked you but it didn’t take out any air out of you.

“I can’t stand you anymore-“

“So what you’re going to do “executive boy” Are you-“

He didn’t let you finished when you felt his lips on yours. Kissing you roughly made you leave a small whine, and then a chocked moan when you bit you lip.

“Now get on your knees, i’m done with you talking.” He said. His eyes looked way more darker and full of lust.

You couldn’t say no to the sound of his demanding voice. So you slowly got in your knees, never breaking eye contact.

He started to get off his swim trucks, and you couldn’t stop yourself of looking at the big bulge he had down there.

You tried to touch over the boxers but he slapped your hand before you could do anything.

“No touching until I say so.”

Now, he took out his cock and you couldn’t lie to yourself. This might be the biggest dick you’ve seen in your entire life. It was even prettier than any other guy’s dick you’ve seen.

He started slowly stroking himself, and left a small groan.

“Open.” You obeyed him. You couldn’t blame yourself okay? It’s been a long time since you ever donde this and boy… you need it.

Finally you lowered your head, taking more of him into your mouth. Slowly, you bobbed your head up and down, taking him a little deeper each time. The sounds escaping from Chishiya’s mouth made you wet.

You didn’t even knew his name, but oh god.. His moans were so pretty.

You enjoyed the way you were making him feel just as much as he did.

“Ahh.. fuck…” Chishiya was so breathless, the word was barely audible and you loved that. He finally came, his thrusts coming to a halt, eyes shut tight. You swallowed what you could, some of the white substance and your own drool spilling down your fingers. You licked your fingers clean then proceeded to lick Chishiya clean and he twitched, gasping from the sensitivity.

But.. he was still hard as a rock.

“Get up.” You did as he said so. You started undressing yourself while he started kissing your exposed neck and chest.

You turned yourself naked, now looking and the wall. You slightly shakes you ass a signal for him to continue. You only received a hard slap from him on your ass that made you let out a moan.

“You like that slut?”

He circled your entrance with his fingers carefully, gathering the arousal, almost as if in assessment. you bit your lip so hard you tasted blood, arching into him more. Your hips moved on their own accord, needing him to move. but he didn’t give in, merely tracing, avoiding, the places you wanted him most. You left a small whine as a complain, but that couldn’t prepare yourself when you felt his cock entering you with no prior warning. You could feel the throbbing veins and the slight curve his cock had.

Feeling Chishiya still moving inside you, you felt oversensitive and writhe in his grasp, only to have him snap his hips against your ass, “I’m not done with you princess. You’re gonna let me fucking use you however I want. That’s for testing me up”

“M-more please” You moaned in ecstasy. You clenched around him as he pounded mercilessly into you. Chishiya spanked your ass roughly a few times and you got embarrassingly wetter, slick coating the outer parts of your pussy and leaking to your thighs. He continued toying your hole and you loved the extra stimulation.

With no shame you arched your ass higher and his palms find your ass cheeks again with harsh slaps. The sting on your ass hurt in a good way and you swore you would be able to see red handprints on them tomorrow.

“Come on baby, stay still for a while more.” He altered his pace to let you get past the sensitivity, and when he hears you moaning again he quickens his pace. You pushed your ass back against him, eager to chase another orgasm of your own because you’re that spoilt. “Oh yes fuck-.” You bring your fingers down to rub your clit fast and with how soaked you were you knew you were not going to last long. Still reeling from your earlier orgasm, your next one hits you like a truck as you feel a gush of liquid leaking from your hole.

He smirks before shooting his load inside you, warm spurts filling your to the brim as he slowly draws it out to coat your pussy lips with the remnants. His orgasm ripples through as he rides out his high. He plants soft kisses on the side of your head as he slowly takes his dick out and sees a string of his cum leaking out of you.

He gets his swim trucks again on and helps you dressing again.

“Think you can walk?” He chuckled.

#chishiya smut #chishiya x reader #aib chishiya #chishiya shuntaro #chishiya angst #alice in borderland #kuina alice in borderland #chishiya alice in borderland #alice in borderland x reader #alice in boderland x reader #aib arisu #aib niragi #aib season 2 #aib #requests open #request #aib headcanons #chishiya my beloved

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noa-ciharu · 5 months

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I'm not sure if I'm onto something here but this page/explanation plus everything that follows has always been suspicious to me

First and foremost: blood poisoning isn't most peaceful way to die, far from that. If poison is so lethal Dazai and Fyodor are supposed to die in 30 mins symptoms would have started showing right away - and yet throught whole Meursalut escape arc we see none. Not a single 'I'm feeling weak'. It's stated that Fyodor spent 5 mins just waiting for Chuuya to arrive so I'm really doubtful whole sequence of him and Chuuya nearly drowning, then killing time halting ability user, trying to drown Sigma and Dazai, Fyodor's and Sigma's confrontation and Fyodor's escape could have happened under 25 mins. Of course, it could be that whatever Nikolai gave them takes more than half an hour to kill a human but that still doesn't explain 1) why no symptoms 2) why neither Dazai nor Fyodor seem to be in the hurry to leave

Therefore my assumption is that whatever Nikolai gave them wasn't lethal in the first place.

But why lie then? Why organize the whole game to begin with?

Well, it's certainly challenging to determine motives of character as unpredictable as Nikolai. His absurdist life philosophy of seeking freedom by trying to escape himself and what makes him human certainly doesn't help the case. One of guesses can be pure entertainment, just for sake of it. For an entertainer it fits the bill. But I think there's more to it.

Except he doesn't really. By now we know whatever Fyodor's ability is that it isn't combat one - if Nikolai wanted to kill him he wouldn't necessarily need to know what it is. Not to mention Sigma can extract info from corpses, meaning they can kill Fyodor and then find out about his ability. While I'm certain Nikolai doesn't really want Fyodor dead, I can't claim with absolutely certain at that point in manga he's aware of that himself (of course he is after Fyodor 'dies' later on).

Much rather than that I think Nikolai is trying to kill what Fyodor evoke in him - feeling of being understood and wanting to understand other in return. That'll explain the game, trying to break Fyodor out of the prison without being too straightforward about it because he himself cannot decide what he really wants and stick by one decision, putting trust on test, wanting to know about Fyodor's ability and generally about Fyodor and so on.

While it's definitely arguable if Dazai would receive an antidote if he just killed Fyodor without actually escaping, it's also worth noting he was leisure with time (aka had time of his life soft bulling Sigma). Of course, chapter where Dazai talks with Nikolai post all the mess is yet to come out so it's impossible to tell in advance, but I have a hunch Dazai knew right from the start there's no danger of blood poisoning. Or at very least took gamble on that. Nikolai said something among "my apologies I have to poison you too but he (fyodor) wouldn't take the syringe otherwise" so it's clear right off the bat Dazai doesn't really hold his interest in that whole game. He's there for Fyodor and brought Sigma with him to extract information out of him.

As for Fyodor, did he knew blood poisoning wasn't a thing? Before chapter 111 I would have said yes given he too didn't seem to he in the hurry to escape, had no symptoms and didn't take the antidote right off the bat when Nikolai gave it to him. But then we have this:

Does Fyodor mean poison or game itself? My guess is poison because if latter that'd imply Fyodor expected Nikolai to help him break out of Mesaurlet which would imply broken trust. And we all know Fyodor and placing trust in others is like oil and water

To me Nikolai looks straightout dejected here. He's a performer that revels in these types of high stakes game, he should be grinning like a madman - but he's not. So in my opinion he was searching something from Fyodor here that he didn't quite get. It could be just in this scene/exchange or in whole game. But if my hunch that Nikolai was trying to get Fyodor out of Meursalut just needed Fyodor to place iota trust in him is correct, then Fyodor stamping over that hope and failing to see Nikolai's intention wasn't to kill him despite his theatrical proclaims it is would be reason for dejection. Whatever bids for connection he was looking in Fyodor likely won't be returned because of Fyodor's mistrust in people and abiding by cold rationale rather than intuition/emotions.

Therefore my conclusion is that whole Gogol game was a test:

- for Fyodor to put trust in others when he has no rational basis to (his major character flaw) - and that's precisely why he lost in the end. I could go miles here how Dazai put trust in Chuuya (and even Sigma) and how those bonds are very reason he managed to win but that's for some other time gives there's a lot to be talked about soukoku, I'd like to focus on doa trio here.

- for Sigma to realize the difference between being used and being of use, aka realize difference between transaction and a bond. I'd say he did well by placing trust in Dazai but it's yet to be seen if his decision to take Fyodor's hand was the 'right' one. His character arc ain't over, it heavily depends on what info he extracted from Fyodor so it's too early to tell how it'll go. Also this depends on Dazai's actions anime hasn't shown, like will he stick to his promise to save Sigma or not. Given promise he made to Oda 4 years before, I think it's definitely in character for Dazai to come back for him, fetch comatose Sigma and bring him to Yokohama.

- for Nikolai himself to realize what he wants to do with feeling of emotional/intellectual connection he deemed as 'imprisoning'. He's at conundrum himself what he wants to do with Fyodor: help him or kill him - accept the instinct or fight against it for no other reason than to oppose very self - lose sight of himself in the end just like Fyodor said. If we go by anime ending (I doubt manga one will be much diffrent), he came to realization how Fyodor changed his life and how he actually never wanted him dead but it was too late by then. Now haunted by realization only one who ever understood him and only person he ever felt connected to is dead, Nikolai will come to realize true hell of being imprisoned by own mind without means of escaping.

All three of them had some sort of downfall induced by their 'cardinal sins'; their own 'decays' as downfalls source from inner character flaws, so to speak.

#my ramblings #bsd analysis #bsd #bsd sigma #fyodor dostoevsky #nikolai gogol #dazai osamu #and i guess this is sort of #fyolai #bungou stray dogs

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rheiple · 11 months

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Tea Party in Hell

OneShot

▪︎SUMMARY↦ To think that the tasked that you've been handled would be the cause of meeting your one and only source of nightmare fuel.

▪︎WARNING/s↦ Cussing, Not proofread (I just made this like a min ago)

▪︎CHARACTER/s↦ Eclipse, Reader

▪︎WORD COUNT↦2252 [Minus the dots for the timeskips]

▪︎AUTHOR'S NOTE↦ I have not poster for 5 months☠ uhmm hi again, it's been so long since i have posted, I missed writing fanfics so much 😭 But! School is almost over and I can finally have a 2 months break to focus on my hobbies!! I hope you all take this apology gift for me being dead in 5 months 😭😭 (If I'm being honest idk if I should be embarrassed at the fact that this fic is way longer than all of my 4 essays combined 🕴)

You never really thought of how... unique the Daycare Attendant's room is.

Upon opening the secret door that led you to your robotic friend's room, you scanned everything inside. From the hanged up drawings of the little kids, to the disturbingly looking broken staff bots lying on the corner, it didn't help that with their damaged head it looks like they're all at you.

It really surprised you. That because of their obsession with keeping everything clean and perfect, you assumed that their room would be neat.

Well... everyone has problems you guessed, maybe they're too busy with their job to clean up their room. Poor them, overworking theirselves to shut down. Maybe in another time you'll offer to help them clean their room.

You went inside the tube to access the other side of the room. You see something big that's covered with a dusty blanket. You assumed that it's the arcade machine that the staff decided to keep in there... The confusion on how they got that thing in is giving you a headache, and what pains you more is that you have to get that out when you have fixed it.

You huffed at the thought, why do they need this arcade machine anyways? There are plenty of unused gaming machine at the lowest floor, and they're still working pretty well! What's with all the hype on this one?

Taking off the dirty blanket, you see that the arcade machine looks new... It's already powered on, does Sun and Moon play this game?

You examined it closely, searching for a coin in your pocket. You'll just play the game to see if it's working, if it does then you'll bring it outside and clean it up, easy as pie.

But out of the blue, The name of the game appears on the pixelated screen. It's jolly tune of amusic made you immediately jumped out of surprise.

"What the hell? Is this game haunted or what?" You narrowed your eyes suspiciously at the screen. Do they really think that you're a exorcist and not a staff? You really should thought of this through before signing up for this under paying shit of a job.

Hesitantly in doing so, you grabbed the joystick and pressed on a random button to start the game.

So far it went ok, the game is working well, the sky switches from day to night. Everything is going smoothly wait what the fuck did the game glitched did the sky turned red??

You blinked your eyes, but it turned normal as if it the wasn't even real.

Hell no, you stopped playing and turned around. You know you're going to get paid less, and that's fine because you'd rather live than experience some 3 a.m. scary story creepypasta kind of shit.

You flinched at the sudden ear rape sound that the arcade machine emits. Looking back you noticed that the machine is shaking. Black fingertips slowly emerged from the glitched screen.

You didn't have to think two seconds to try and dart through the tube to get out of that room.

And try as you might, but the moment took a step back the said black hands chased after you. They took a hold of your feet and arms, dragging you slowly, inside the haunted machine.

"Let me go! Assholes!" You twist and turn, kicked your legs and punched one of the hands and yet all of your efforts were in vain.

You're eyes darts around to look for anything that could stop them from pulling you inside, you took blocks and hit them with it. You hold on to the big blocks, or anything that that's heavy to not get pulled.

"No! no no nononono!" You frantically kicked on the machine, lowered your whole body down all to not get close to the screen. You think it worked, for a minute.

Your face drained of color when you see two robotic pair of chance come out. They grabbed on to your waist.

"...Fuck."

You got pulled into the machine.

You sharply gasped at the sudden jolt through your body. It's so loud, you can't focus. You're sweating real bad. You inspect everything around you.

Breathing heavily a few times, you calmed down a bit. And it helps to make you more aware of your surroundings. The loud sound suddenly going lower and slower.

You realized now that the sound you heard earlier was your own heartbeat.

To say that you're going mad is the right word. The place your in looks like an imitation of hell. Bloodshot red of the sky, those black clouds that are thinly outlined with a bright orange. You noticed that that you aren't laying down on a floor, but rather floating, yet not a cloud, just floating.

You look up at the sky and see-...

Your breath hitched upon making eye contact with the culprit who you think is the reason that you're in this hellhole.

"Is that... a god?"

It's face like the Sun you know, but the colors are very dark and, if you look hard enough you could see the inside of the mouth is glowing with a bright yellow.

The creature went down to you, you saw how it's body is just a big black of glob. It took all of your face muscles to not grimace at the sight of it, you didn't wanna die because of offending it in anyway.

The robotic glitched face tilt it's head looking at you.

You gulped at the staring, and decided to greet him quietly.

"...Hi"

You were grabbed by the wrist.

In one quick motion, it lead you up in the sky, abose the clouds when you look down you don't see anything other than the color of the sky.

You screamed and cried, you didn't do anything to deserve this! Sure you might've said something mean to someone but that wasn't intentional! That was the most you could have done at being bad!

You curled yourself into a ball, if you're going to die you hope they make it quick, you want all of this to end. You can just live peacefully in your second life, no more pain, no more scary robots, no more demonic eldritch being wanting to kill you.

You feel them stop and let them go of your hand. You wiped your eyes to clear your vision. You look around to see everything dark, you know you're in some kind of void, but there's alot of stuff hanging around above you.

You look at the monster in confusion. "W... What's all those?" 'Are you going to kill me with all those items?'

It didn't respond, opted to only look at you.

This suddenly irked you. All this silence is about to you hysterical. What's his problem? Does he want to see you suffer? He's already done it, why can't he just kill you now?!

You noticed a shadow looming over you, looking up you see a... Kiddies table coming down between you.

The creature backed away to give the table some space.

Your gaze went back up at the stuff above you, to see two cups and a glass teapot filled with... tea? Or coffee? Either way you're not going to drink that.

It landed on the table, each cup is at the end, with the teapot at the middle.

You eyed the creature, it doing it's head tilt again. "I'm not gonna drink that." You said whilst your crossing your arms.

The teapot floats up again and pours the content at your cup, doing the same at the other. The delicate object went back to it's position.

... Right, an indirect way of telling that you didn't have a choice to begin with. You clicked your tongue in annoyance. Glaring at the monster, asked why you're here.

A minute of silence, and then it finally replied back. "ₒₗd... fᵣᵢₑₙd.." The creature whispered.

"Uh, what??" You couldn't help you're harsh tone. Out of all the things it could've said, it said something so... Weird. As if all of this isn't.

"Old friend who?"

The monster points at you.

Wow. Ok, this is so confusing and stressful. You know that you haven't met it before, so it's highly likely that it must've mistaken you for someone else.

As if reading reading your thoughts- well, at this point it probably is, you're not surprised at anything what it does at this point. The creature called you with your own name.

"Y/ₙ.. ₒₗd f₋fᵣᵢₑₙ-d.."

You cringed at the sound of it calling you by your name. You look down at your uniform to not see your nametag. It knows your name.

Shoulders are tense, you're back is straight. You kept your guard up incase of anything bad will happen. "Get straight to the point, what do you want from me?"

The monster, let's out a glitched and low sound of a motorboat. What the hell is it doing? Putting a curse on you? You should've brought something holy to smack that with it.

"ₘᵢₛₛₛₛₛ,, y₋ₒᵤ₋ᵤ.."

You're not deaf, you are sure that this mother fucker just hissed at you.

You backed away for a bit, and raised up your hands when it tried to inch closer.

"Oi! Back the fuck up!" You semi- yelled at the Eldritch as a warning... When you think about it, what is there to warn it about? It could've killed you if it wanted to. Compared to it, you're just a human being with no powers what so ever.

But to your surprise and relief, the creature backed away. Although you think it's because it's of the darkness, you shrugged off the thought of the creature lowering it's head because it was sad of what you did.

Good, he deserved it for scaring you and taking you away.

Now that everything is calmed down, you repeated your question once again.

"...ₕₑₗₚ₋ₚ ₘ₋ₑₑ.."

"Help you? With what?"

"Fᵢₙd...ₘₑ₋ₑ"

You scratched the back of your head. "I don't understand, all of this doesn't! You're already here so why do I have to find you?!"

You head starts throbbing, your vision is getting blurry each second. What? That's impossible, you didn't even drank the fucking tea!

"..ᵢₙₛᵢdₑ."

You collapsed.

You're being moved. Left and right. Someone familiar is calling your name.

"Y/n..."

Each time you don't answer they're call, they shake you harder.

"...Y/n."

You feel like throwing up from all the things you've went through today. It all felt like a bad dream.

But was it really a dream? You've felt it touch you, it was so real.

"...Y/n?"

And it asked you for help to find it. What does that mean? Find it, inside? Does it mean the arcade? Should you check inside the arcade?

"Y/n!.."

You jolted upwards to sit. You look around, only to see Moon with a worried face.

"Y/n... What are you doing here?"

Loss of words, you shakily pointed at your phone. He seemed to get the memo, as he went for it, he turned it on and went into your emails.

Hi Y/n,

Jamil, your coworker, is here. You were asked by the Fazbear manager to repair the arcade game in the daycare attendant's room. He claimed that kids have a lot of requests for an arcade game that is centered on them. I'm confident you'll be able to locate the movie pirate poster at the theater where their room is located.

You can take your time, but with Fazco, they would like to have the required completion by tomorrow morning. We deeply appreciate on what you do for us, and please be careful.

Regards,

Jamil Mariano

The moon themed animatronic sighed. He went to you and gently picked you up. "I'll take you down stairs.. You need to rest Starlight."

You fidgeted with your fingers. "But what about that?...The Fazco, and the arcade?"

"That's why I'm taking you away from it, Star. You've been through enough, you deserve to sleep well."

You leaned on his chest. You could worry about the machine later, right now you trust Moon to have your back... Just, a little nap wouldn't hurt..

The night themed robot emits a lullaby, a great distraction for you to not hear him talk with his other half, that's been talking inside their shared minds.

'Moon?...Do you think they saw him?'

He lets out a tired sigh. "They probably have.."

The Sun began to ramble question after question to fill their minds with. What should they do? Do they need help?- Oh, of course they do! But how do we help them?? Can't we just destroy the arcade machine?! No wait, what if it went to another arcade machine, or worse, what if went through their phone?! Who knows what he have done to our Starshine-

The moon softy hissed at his counter part. it annoyed him to hear him worry like this, yet he understands. He too is worried for their friend's safety, that's why they need to deeply think this through before they might do something rash.

"Let's... Not worry for now, they're safe here.. And we should focus on the present, to be aware of our surroundings... to protect them.."

The rambling died down, and Sun agreed... However, they couldn't really push back down their thoughts, they need to act quicker than him. If they dont want to loose the only friend they have.

#fnaf x reader #fnaf sb x reader #security breach x reader #fnaf sb #moondrop x reader #eclipse fnaf #eclipse x reader #eclipse x y/n #fnaf x y/n #fnaf sb x y/n #daycare attendant x reader #fnaf security breach #fnaf daycare attendant

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llovelyclouds · 7 months

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notes on cassiopeia the first

here's all my notes on cassiopeia (my beloved) that i thought seemed relevant during my tlt reread!

(you can find the rest of my posts from this project here!)

CASSIOPEIA THE FIRST

titles:

Fourth saint to ascend, (??) gen, founded the sixth

notes from harrow the ninth:

Name origins, from the pronunciation guide at the end of htn: "NOTE: Cassiopeia's most famous namesake is the vain queen of Greek mythology who chained Andromeda to a rock, but this does Cassiopeia the First a disservice, as she was honestly just a universally beloved and clever human being who made beautiful meals with the occasional finger error. The evolutionary pressure of Lyctorhood has, alas, selected for jerks."

Came up with the magma metaphor for the river that John later uses (htn. pg. 94)

The only lyctor to last seven minutes in full physical submersion in the river (htn. pg. 97)

Died trying to lure an RB through the current of the river. It followed her, but the spirits killed her, and the RB emerged unscathed 20 mins later (htn. pg. 97)

Had a ceramics collection (htn. pg. 105)

Was able to perform necromancy her first time in the river (htn. pg. 156)

For some reason, the fact that Harrow was also capable of this was part of what gave John the idea that something was up with her birth… interesting!! What does this say about Cassiopeia?

Specialised in studying the river (htn. pg. 171)

Coined the term "periscoping" in regards to the RB's (htn. pg. 173)

Was great at cooking, but once cut off a finger that fell into the food and didn’t mention it until everyone had eaten it (htn. pg. 231)

was a lightweight lol (htn. pg. 268)

Died fighting the seventh RB, Varun (htn. pg. 333)

Brought the RB into the river alongside its brain (htn. pg. 337)

was the person to tell Mercy that blood wards can be bypassed with the genetic material of a close relative (htn. pg. 474)

notes from nona the ninth:

was originally brought on Johns team by oversight execs to handle contracts as their lawyer, but was "on their side before the first year was over" (ntn. pg. 13)

"C- was panicking because with the project over she was getting recalled to England and didn't want to go, she'd got N- and didn't want to leave her, refused to admit they were dating even though we all knew." - John 5:20 (ntn. pg. 73)

specifically worked in contract law (ntn. pg. 99)

when she found out about the cow wall they had to lock her in the kitchen so she could throw up in private for a while (ntn. pg. 192)

"C- kept saying, Pick one. Are we more invested in proving this new plan is bullshit, or in saving you? I was like, It's both, how can it not be both. C- was like, It can't be both. Pick one and stick to it. Decide what you give a fuck about." (ntn. pg. 280)

"'Does God know why the Sixth House left?' 'I'm assuming some grisly moral reason that you're about to impart,' said Ianthe, 'and I want to warn you against sounding like a tract.' [...] 'Cassiopeia the First left us instructions years ago,' said Camilla. 'We left for a lyctor.'" - Ianthe & Cam (ntn. pg. 335)

"Cassy played long games." - Pyrrha (ntn. pg. 336)

"C- had been saying, Can't we gin up an act of good wizardry? Any way to stabilize the North America glacier? Any way to trap the atmosphere over the Northern Territory, show them we can fix things here?" (ntn. pg. 397)

“C- admitting out of nowhere she’s dating N-. All of us like, What? We've known for a year? Go ahead and get married already, we've got a nun. N- was all, That’s not legal. C- of all people said, Who cares. That’s how bad it was. [...] C- and N- got married right over there, you can’t see it now ‘cause of the rubbish. I made flowers grow for them out of the garden, but they came out… weird. Some of the roses had teeth. C- and N- thought that was hilarious. [...] The dome meant we hadn’t had full sunlight in a while. It was beautiful anyway. I cried the whole service. I couldn't remember the last time I’d eaten food.” (ntn. pg. 400)

“At this point my people were like, John, what the fuck? What the fuck is happening? We were all yelling at each other. First time I’d ever seen C- angry.” (ntn. Pg. 401)

“C- said, John, your problem is that you care less about being a saviour than you do about meting out punishment. I said, C-, I was just your best man! C- said, You still are. That doesn’t change the fact that you can be quite the most appallingly vindictive person I have ever met.” (ntn. pg. 401)

“They’d shot C- first… and right in front of my eyes they shot N-. Bubble wrap. I don’t know what happened to them..” (ntn. Pg. 406)

“Cass and Mercy and I worked on cell thanergy- we need thanergy, fresh thanergy, to activate…” - Pyrrha (ntn. pg. 471)

#junos silly little locked tomb thoughts #tlt #the locked tomb #tlt meta #tlt analysis #gtn #htn #ntn #atn #ntn spoilers #gideon the ninth #harrow the ninth #nona the ninth #alecto the ninth #cassiopeia #cassiopeia the first

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mattsobvimyfav · 23 days

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For Sport (Matthew Sturniolo & Chris Sturniolo)

Pt 5

A.n - hey yall so this is gonna be a very very very slow burn I already have some chapters written so I will probs rapid fire. It will be toxic, there will be angst , smut , everything you can possibly think of. It happens.

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Its finally the end of the week and I’m packing my bag to leave early from school not wanting to finish the day. I spent the rest of the week hanging out with the triplets because Haylee has been giving me the silent treatment, which wont last longer seeing as she has nothing to do all weekend.

I sent a quick text to the group chat Nick created for us.

Pickle-

Hey babes, I'm leaving school. Not a single part of me wants to stay here so I will see you tonight.

I throw my phone into the waistband of my leggings grabbing my keys and heading out the side door. During my drive to my dads house I thought about the words Lindsey spewed at me the other morning. ‘Be a whore as much as you want. Matt will never forget me’ It wasnt that I even liked Matt, it was that 1. I was NOT a whore and 2. Why can't I just spend time with friends without it being labeled? The way she looked at me with disgust really irked me too. I literally didn't bother anyone. I kept to myself as much as possible.

Machue-

Okay us too, see you at our house.

Nicky-

10 mins out

I rolled my eyes, somehow in two days of coming over these boys have managed to woo my dad and basically raid my entire kitchen. I ran upstairs and decided I would use these ten minutes to actually relax. Before I knew it my door was being pounded on. I sent them a quick text that I was just in my room and to come up.

“I've decided to grace you guys with my presence at this football game” Nick said entering my room and laying next to me. “Grace is a STRONG word” Matt took the next spot next to me on my bed. “I personally love some Nicky time” I said sitting up looking at Matt with a dirty look. Chris laid at the end of my bed opening his phone. Matt started getting a call as he laid his head on my lap answering it, I looked at the contact name. It was Maddy with a purple heart, a pange of annoyance ran through my chest as he started speaking.

“Helloo” he answered dragging his voice out. “Hi Matty! Are you driving us to the game!” This girl's voice already annoyed me. “No sorry I'm going with Y/N, see ya there” he quickly hung up before the girl could reject and looked up at me smiling. I rolled my eyes at him, I shouldn't be jealous, I don't even like him.

“What time do we have to leave?” I asked looking up from my phone. “In like three hours” I laid down making Matt have to rest his head on the middle of my back “Wake me up in two please” Chris patted my leg getting up “I'm going to make food” Nick stood up following him leaving me and Matt alone. “C’mon move over a little” Matt said while I moved over a little laying on my side while he snuck his arm around my waist. I felt my cheeks heat up and I closed my eyes feeling his warm body behind me.

“Come on guys, we got an hour till we got to go” Chris said, shaking me. I got up finding something to wear. I decided on legging with a cropped hoodie and a larger flannel over it seeing as it would be a little colder. Mass weather at night was no joke. I go into the bathroom to change and brush my teeth quick. I walked out to all the boys sitting on my bed waiting for me.

“Lets go downstairs and get food before” I said, grabbing my phone and making my way down the stairs before the boys came booking it past me down the stairs. We all ate for a little before walking out of the kitchen towards my car. I quickly lock the doors, handing the keys to Matt.

I sat in the front, Matt driving with Chris and Nick in the back. I put on Ivy by frank ocean and Matt smiled at me putting a hand on my thigh. I felt my cheeks heat up as I looked down not wanting him to see. He left his hand there the rest of the ride. Once we get to the game we made our way into the bleachers. I took a seat next to Olivia for a minute to talk to her, the boys sat up top while some girls ran over. I finished my conversation with Olivia before walking up the bleachers to see some girl sitting in between Matt’s legs. I stop dead in my tracks, you have to be kidding me.

I rolled my eyes at Matt as I took a seat in between Chris’ legs. “Who the fuck is that.” I ask Chris angirly “Maddy, don't worry I got this.” He says before sitting up “Hey Maddy, ever think about NOT being a whore” I choked on my laugh, it was rude I didn't even know this girl.

“Chris chill” Matt said, pushing the girl out between his lap while I gave him a nasty look. “Chris can we go sit in the car” Half time had already hit, I hadn't realized how long I was with Olivia. “I'm coming” Matt said following a step behind us. I decided to just ignore his presence, he couldn't just act the way he had been and then flirt with other girls expecting me to be okay with it.

“Can we sleepover? We won't be back to your house till like ten and that's not including stopping to get food” Matt asked I shrugged agreeing still annoyed with him. We all sat in my warm car until half time was over. Chris and Nick walked together as Matt held me behind.

“Come on, what's up?” Matt asked “Oh nothing you just cuddle me to sleep, hold my leg in the car and once we are here you have some other bitch sit between your legs” I say finally taking a breath. “Are you jealous?” He steps closer looking down at me with a smirk, I shake my head going to walk away as he grabs my wrist pulling me back “If you want me for yourself just say that.” We were chest to chest and honestly he had me speechless. I sighed turning my back to him “Lets go Matthew” He ran up behind me as we walked back into the game together.

The Maddy girl would’nt leave Matt the fuck alone. I was getting pissed and it was obvious. I got up halfway through the last quarter. “Nick wanna go wait in the car?” He nodded, standing up “Lets just go” Matt said, grabbing my forearm leading me down the bleachers. Chris and Nick followed behind as Matt and I walked ahead. “Lets go out to eat and than back to yours” Nick offered and I nodded agreeing before leaning back in my seat thinking about this Maddy girl. I have never felt the weird feeling I have right now. Almost as soon as the thought was going through my head, Matt's phone lit up with a text from her. I scoffed, shaking my head and looking out the window. I had a horrible feeling about her.

Tag -

@worldlxvlys

#matt sturniolo x reader #matthew sturniolo #matt sturniolo #chris sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #nick sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo

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marlenelyra · 1 year

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J. Musiala- Birthday Boy

Fluff

-in Honor of Jamal’s birthday today

„We will land in about 5 min“ you could hear the voice of the captain from the airplane. Sitting on an airplane to Munich, you couldn’t be more exited to see your boyfriend. You had been in London due filming a movie so you hadn’t seen you boyfriend Jamal in weeks. But now finally you’d come to visit him and your home town since it was his birthday in a day and also a match of him.

Your plane landed as you quickly left the crowded airport since it was a Saturday. You took a taxi to Jamal’s House in Munich. Knocking on the door it was already pretty late which meant that Jamal would be back from training. The door opened your boyfriend standing in front of you.

„Baby finally are you here“ he smiled happily opening his arms for you. You smiled back nearly jumping into his arms as his warm lips pressed against yours welcoming you home. His hands found your hips pulling you closer. You smiled into the kiss enjoying every bit of his lips on yours.

You pulled away.

„Can I come in it’s pretty cold“ it was still cold in munich since it was February and also it had recently stared snowing. Jamal chuckled leading you inside the house as he pulled you to the sofa. Your body collapsing over his cuddling into his side.

„I missed you“ he mumbled quietly his face snuggled in your hair.

„I missed you too, Bambi“ „Tomorrow is your birthday, and an important match“ you chuckled

„Don’t remind me“ „I would’ve rather spend the day with you“ he groaned disappointed

„Hey, I will still attend the match so I will still be with you“ you said

He just hummed ignoring the topic.

Although you couldn’t really spend his birthday together, you decided to spend the rest of the Saturday together. You cooked food laughing and just having fun, the game tomorrow long forgotten. Later you went to his room, lying under his covers cuddling, your head rested on his chest as he stroked your hair. You were watching some stupid movie, just enjoying each others presence. He kissed your forehead

„I love you“

„I love you too, you will do great tomorrow“

You stayed awake until midnight, joking around, kissing and just cuddling.

At exactly 00:01 you propped your head up in the bed, still lying ontop of your Boyfriend, holding Jamal’s face in your hands.

„Happy Birthday Bambi, I love you so so much, you are finally 20“ you squealed looking at his eyes

He just smiled at you mustering your face in awe. God how happy he was that you were here. He leaned in closing the gap between you, kissing you passionately his hands resting on both sides of your face pulling you closer. You deepened the kiss, both pouring all your love and admiration for each other in the touch. After a while you pulled away.

„I got something for you“ you smiled as you dragged yourself away from his body getting your gift.

You later on fell asleep his body on yours as you ran your fingers through his hair sweetly.

The next morning Jamal woke up early since he needed to meet up with his team before the match today. He smiled realising you were sleeping next to him. Admiring your beautiful face and shiny hair. He decided to wake you up so he could say goodbye before leaving. Jamal disturbed your peaceful sleep by covering your whole face in short sweet kisses. You groaned waking up as you were faced by a smiling Jamal. You looked at him before turning and nuzzling your head into his neck.

„Morning love, i have to leave but I will see you shortly before the game okay“ he said stroking your hair. He didn’t want to leave, he just wanted to spend the rest of his day cuddled up in bed with you.

You nod slowly, but before he could leave the bed you planted a long kiss on his lips. You groaned as his body warmth left yours wishing for nothing more than for him to come back and cuddle you.

„Later, Birthday Boy“ you called after him as he left the room smiling.

You spend half of the morning staying in bed not wanting to leave the warmth of it but after sleeping in and having a warm hot breakfast it was already 3:30. The match would start in 2 hours and you wanted to be an hour early so you could still see Jamal. So you got ready and drove to the Allianz Arena in Jamal’s Car. After seeing some people you knew and talking to them you finally settled in the stands. The game would start in 15 minutes and the boys including Jamal came out onto the pitch.

Jamal’s eyes immediately searching for you. As they finally found you sitting in a chair in the stands wearing his jersey he walked up to you. You stood up leaning up against the railing smiling as you saw the brown haired boy that was now standing under you but also in front. Your faces were close to each others.

„Good luck, you got this“ you said to him as you leaned your head down to his. He smiled kissing your lips.

„I’ll score a goal just for you“ he confidently said

You chuckled as you pulled away „just go“

The game started well Bayern dominating against Union Berlin as the first goal was shot by one of Jamal’s Teammates Choupo-Moting, not long followed by Kingsley Comans goal. And then right before half-time there was Jamal’s Goal. The whole stadium erupting in screams and cheers. You jumped up happily from your seat screaming your boyfriends name. He ran up to and pointed at you as he blew you a kiss and a wink. You smiled your heart dwelled with warmth, butterflies going crazy in your stomach.

The game didn’t last long before you heard the whistle to halftime. You left your seat quickly searching for your boyfriend. When you found him in the tunnels of the arena you ran up to him.

„Jamal you were amazing, you just scored on your birthday“ you shouted happy

He smiled as he saw you but soon his expression changed to worried, his hands resting as either side of your cold face.

„Hey, are you okay you look really cold“ he asked looking concerned. The weather had changed and the arena was filled with snowflakes and a cold breeze.

„Im fine“ you smiled „are you?“

„yeah I’m perfect“ he answered still not convinced of your answered

„but we can still cuddle to warm up later right“ you question him quietly gazing up at his eyes

„of course“ he chuckled pulling you into a hug wrapping his arms around you.

The game had stared again and soon ended with Bayern winning 3:0. you left the stadium with Jamal hand in hand. Arriving home you again found yourself on Jamal’s couch wrapped up in his arms enjoying the others presence and warming each other up agree the cold weather. You listend to his steady heartbeat making your eyes feel heavy.

„Thank you for the goal tho“ you broke the comfortable silence

„Always baby“ he chuckled kissing your forehead.

#football imagine #jamal musiala imagine #jamal musiala x reader #jamal musiala #jamal musiala fluff #fc bayer munich

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thefandomenchantress · 8 months

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Fun Details About DRDT’s Non-stop Debates

I’ve been rewatching the mini games from Despair Time a lot lately, because I think they’re fun to watch. And so I decided to make a post about some stuff that I noticed about the most common mini game: Non-stop Debates.

So yeah. Here are some fun facts about the non-stop debates!

1. Hu is the only character to be countered by Teruko not once, but twice.

2. Arturo, J, and Whit all got countered once (Though technically Teruko lied when she countered J (Perjury)).

3. Funnily enough, Whit has only ever spoken once in a non-stop debate…And he was immediately countered by Teruko. He has never said anything remotely helpful during this mini game (I still love him though).

4. Nico is currently the only character Teruko has consented with (the ‘I agree with that!’ thing where it’s blue instead of red), so despite the fact they don’t talk much it could be argued that they are still one of Teruko’s most helpful classmates during trials.

5. Teruko, Charles, Xander, and Ace are the only characters to never speak in a non-stop debate, because:

Teruko is the protagonist and therefore can’t participate.

Charles legitimately couldn’t speak even if he wanted to in the first trial, and we’ve only had one extremely short non-stop debate in trial 2.

Xander died before trial one.

Ace…Well, he’s not the brightest so he probably just doesn’t know what’s going on most of the time (this only makes me like him more I love dumbass characters).

6. Here’s a complete list of how many helpful comments each member of the cast has had (helpful, in this situation, meaning Teruko didn’t counter them):

Eden: 5

Arturo: 4

Levi: 3

Arei: 3

Hu: 3

Veronika: 3

Rose: 2

J: 2

Nico: 1 (+consent)

Min: 1

David: 1

Whit: 0

Charles: 0

Xander: 0

Ace: 0

(Teruko: N/A)

Aaaand that’s pretty much it. I had fun looking back at this cool little mini game. If you notice any other cool details let me know in the comments and I can add them to this list!

#danganronpa despair time #drdt #drdt spoilers #hu jing #arturo giles #j moreno #j rosales #whit young #nico hakobyan #charles cuevas #ace markey

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jjungkookislife · 9 months

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Quarterly Fic Recs 2023: #2

Hello! I am a little late with my list but between work and my laptop taking so long to even boot up, it’s been hard to do anything. I’ve enjoyed all these fics these past few months and I hope you enjoy them as well. A huge thank you to all the writers for sharing their work 💜

Seokjin

none :(

Yoongi

red chopsticks @hobicakess

summary: Now everytime you see chopsticks, you'll think of him.

beloved @bang-tan-bitches

summary: Court was just a game of politics after all. And you intended to win

fear and dumplings ch. 1 @softyoongiionly

summary: You’re in your final semester at University when your Abnormal Psychology professor assigns you a partnered project surrounding your greatest fears. Lucky for you, your partner just so happens to be a cute boy named Min Yoongi.

Hoseok

dinners & diatribes @yoongiphoria

Namjoon

the one with namjoon and the u-haul @eoieopda

summary: in which namjoon is buff, jungkook is late, & you're trapped in an elevator.

Jimin

blunt rotation @gimmethatagustd

summary: Supplying your law school classmates with weed on the regular might as well be a full-time job. It’s lucrative, but lately, you’ve seen a dip in profits. Maybe it’s because you keep giving out the Pretty Boy Discount to a certain guy in your ethics class…

Taehyung

none :(

Jungkook

jungkook with chubby girlfriend pt. 2 @ta3bae

calling you cool @kithtaehyung

summary: after your band finishes a coveted club gig, you’re frustrated that your dope ass night ends with you hiding in a bathroom stall. at least, this is what you figured—until someone comes along to change that.

prove it to me @kookslastbutton

summary: “I’m not your baby Jungkook. Remember that.” Those are the words you say right before jumping into a one night stand with Jeon Jungkook, the man who’s constantly annoying you with his college fling stories. You decide maybe just this once you’ll play into his game and prove that he’s no more average than the rest.

because i love you ch. 10 @readyplayerhobi

summary: According to society, Jeon Jungkook should not be with you. He should be with a younger, hotter and thinner girl instead of wasting his time on you. It’s a good thing Jungkook doesn’t care what society thinks then.

only when you’re lonely @jjkeverlast

summary: jungkook has never dated anyone, because of you and you’re soft touches that bring him to orbit. it’s all it’s ever been, just sex between you. although, it brings an unexpected turn when jungkook accidentally blurts you out as his girlfriend to his college friends which results in them expecting you to an upcoming party. what jungkook doesn’t know is that you’re much more than just someone he meets when he’s lonely.

OT7/ Multple Members

satisfy ch. 5 @suga-kookiemonster

summary: “listen,” taehyung says, eyes wide and eager as he smiles at you. “i figure we can just help each other out. i scratch your back, you scratch mine.” but when you find yourself suddenly in need of a massive favor, exactly how much scratching are you willing to do?

fang f*cker @sailoryooons

summary: Jungkook loves reading his smutty vampire comic and so what if he fashions himself a little bit after the main character. Yoongi finds it wildly offensive. Every day he has to watch Jungkook play at being ominous and spooky - and okay, maybe it’s a little cute. But it’s mostly offensive, and Yoongi would know. He’s a vampire, after all.

before i leave you ch. 51 @hollyhomburg

summary: you’ve never seen Namjoon this angry before, but you can’t say he’s not rightfully upset at You and Hobi. Not every punishment can go according to plan…

Seokjin

wrong place wrong time @bangtanintotheroom

summary: Why couldn’t the two of you have just waited until you got home?

smile @shuadotcom

summary: Kim Seokjin has been a professional tennis player for years. He has countless tennis trophies in his penthouse in South Korea and has won two grand slams. He’s even in talks to participate in the upcoming Olympics. He’s dated a handful of well-known people with no problem and is confident to the point of irritation to those around him.

the one with seokjin, soju, and all the stars in the sky @eoieopda

summary: Kim Seokjin got really drunk on a members-night-out, so his fiancée has to pick his cute, clingy ass up.

i almost do @yoongiphoria

summary: You wipe the tears that have trickled down your cheek, collected below your nose. “I miss you, Seokjin. Can… can you come find me?”

the dogs of war @ugh-yoongi

moaning on stream @here4kpopfics

summary: You just want to sleep in a little bit longer, but your boyfriend has decided to play a frustratingly difficult game on stream. However, his frustration sounds a lot similar to something else…

my soul @peachypinkygloss

summary: No one said loving a vampire would be easy, especially not one who is tortured by his past and his present. Your love for him is eternal, even though you cannot be with him forever... Or can you?

flurious @miscelunaaa

summary: it’s fine, you’re not mad at your best friend at all! in fact!! you’re so fine that you’re going to work off some steam just to prove how fine you are!!

Yoongi

glorified memories @shina913

summary: Another late-night phone call with Yoongi.

Hoseok

all it takes @yoongiofmine

summary: After months of quietly pinning after Jung Hoseok, your friends decide to give you a little push. Sometimes a New Years Eve party and a round of Seven Minutes in Heaven is all it takes.

Namjoon

none :(

Jimin

none :(

Taehyung

one mo’ gen @bangtanintotheroom

summary: You find your ‘relationship’ with Taehyung escalating sooner than you expected.

up close and personal ^

summary: Taehyung thought he had seen it all with you, but you prove him wrong.

bear with me ^

summary: You have a special guest today, one of the fuzzy kind.

wedding bells @hyungieyoongi

E2L

Jungkook

just a little @soft4gguk

imagine @chryblossomjjk

summary: jungkook wants nothing more than to spend your anniversary cuddled up in a fancy hotel bathroom, eating takeout and binge watching tv shows. you, on the other hand, have something more exciting in mind.

virgin sacrifice @girl8890

summary: Since the day you were born, your parents prepared you for your sacrifice. The whole village knew, and with that everyone stayed away from you. Thinking even just looking at you would make the demon in waiting mad. The demon that has been praying on you since birth, but not for what you expected.

tongue tied @jeonqkooks

summary: “Jeez, you’re acting like I asked to peg you or something.”

when it all falls apart @7deadlysinsfics

summary: what’s there to do when your husband says he thinks he doesn’t love you anymore? you pick up the broken pieces the best you can and try to move on

OT7/Multiple Members

before i leave you ch. 53 @hollyhomburg

summary: A snippet of the future- a flash forward- in which you and jimin reach an agreement.

like crazy @euphoricfilter

summary: the story of why you loved to dance in the rain.

baby @theharrowing

summary: Jimin, aka Baby, doesn't let just anyone have him for free. What a shame that the man he likes spending time with the most is a cop.

red light - white walls @kookieswan

summary: Seokjin’s been away for a while, and it makes him wonder just how much he’s missed. Yoongi, thankfully, is surprisingly loose lipped.

Yoongi

busted @kithtaehyung

summary: when things go a bit south at your house party, decisions between you and yoongi have to be made.

OT7/ Multiple Members

sweeter than sweet @gimmesumsuga

summary: You never would have expected someone like Park Jimin to notice you. As handsome and beguiling as he is deadly, you’re enthralled from the very moment you meet. Addicted to his kiss and his bite, Jimin opens up your eyes to a whole new world of love, lust and seduction.

#jjungkookislife fic rec #jjungkookislife fic rec list #jjungkookislife fic rec masterlist

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bitchofdarkness · 4 months

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Title: 5+1: Unlucky Seo-jin Pairing: Kim Yeong-hu/Kang Seok-chan Rating: Teen and Up-Audiences Word count: 2,7k Summary: Five times Min Seo-jin accidentally saw Kang Seok-chan and Kim Yeong-hu all couple-y and one time he went looking for it.

Excerpt:

1. A successful mission meant a week of freedom. Seo-jin had planned to use it for gaming and partying– meeting up with his friends outside the military and of course to spend time with his family. Unfortunately Dong-jun had managed to piss off his parents enough for them to outright refuse to let him come home and Seo-jin took pity on him out of the goodness of his heart.

This was how they ended up in a bathhouse to relax. He was scrubbing his legs ferociously when he heard something on the other side of the wall parting the washing stations.

“Babe, I'd appreciate an answer,” the guy said, whose voice he recognized from somewhere. Now, it wasn't unusual to call your close friend babe, but to do it in a bathhouse was next level comfortable. “Come on, Yeong-hu-ya, do you rather want to eat tteokbokki or jjajangmyeon?” The guy said and Seo-jin unmistakably identified him as Seok-chan, who apparently was on a very informal level with Sergeant Kim.

Without looking, he slapped Dong-jun next to him and then motioned for him to stay silent, when he was about to complain. He pointed at the wall and then his ear to convey he was supposed to listen.

“Will you be the one who cooks?” The Sergeant asked and even the tone of his voice had changed drastically. Seo-jin's eyes were bugging out and he could see Dong-jun had a similar reaction and even went as far as standing up to look over the wall discreetly.

He instantly sat back down. Eyes wide as he looked at Seo-jin, “Dude!” he whispered.

“I know!” Seo-jin whispered back.

“Do you see a ring on this finger?” Seok-chan replied in such a sassy tone that Seo-jin could only sit and stare to digest this information. “No, I was thinking tteokbokki and grilled meat at this small restaurant we went to last time.” Seok-chan continued, “You can buy me some beef.”

Seo-jin could hear the sergeant grunt in displeasure and then there was splashing of water and a shocked exclaim from Seok-chan. “Why am I the one buying you beef again?”

AGAIN? Dong-jun mouthed at Seo-jin.

“Simple, Yeong-huya, you're the one with the higher salary,” Seok-chan replied matter of fact. Seo-jin was flabbergasted and when he looked over at Dong-jun the guy wasn't doing any better.

Seo-jin was about to just rinse himself off and go to the tubs to relax and forget he ever heard anything of this, when the sergeant suddenly thought it was a great idea to give him a full tmi. “I'd rather get a massage after this. I don't think the water will do much.”

Seok-chan sighed, “Why didn't you say something earlier? We could've picked a place that got both.”

“Not that kind of massage.” Yeong-hu told him and Seo-jin could feel his world view collapse. Everything else could've been just shenanigans between friends, but this was pretty fucking gay.

“Oh.” Seok-chan sounded less shocked and more excited. “Perhaps I should cook after all.”

“Perhaps you should, Seok-chan-ah.”

Yeah, they were in gay love and now Seo-jin and Dong-jun knew without any clue how to react to that newly found info. How weird it was to know your two comrades– one of them your superior– were going to fuck today and probably any other day too.

He distinctly remembered that it was considered a felony within the military and decided to just forget about it. Seo-jin hoped Dong-jun would do the same.

Really, he just wanted to not think of those two for as long as he could.

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Pairing ➪ Reader x Yoongi||Part 53//??

Word count ➪ 2.7k

Warnings ➪ it’s not beta-ed; any mistakes are mine; cursing; alcohol; toxic family dynamics; if your name is crossed out it’s because I couldn’t tag you;

Summary ➪ Min Yoongi, is a simple man. He likes his coffee black and iced, he enjoys his job, and he loves his baby girl. But what happens when the new neighbor, quite literally, drops into his life?

A/n: Hey besties. Here’s a new one for y’all. I swear we’re not always gonna be angsty, but let’s be real it’s gonna be like this for a bit. Also thank you to all the besties that binge read this fic and WWDITS and my other works. I really appreciate y’all 💕 As always feedback is appreciated and if you want to be added to the tag list please let me know 💕

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Bee

16:55

I’m dropping Haneul off with Seokjin.

18:01

You can let yourself in.

Yoongi had spent hours in agony trying to muster up a proper apology. His brothers had given him the scolding of a lifetime. He knew his hyung never said he was disappointed in him, out loud, but Jungkook was another issue. His younger brother didn’t have to verbalize his disappointment, his attitude said it all. Jungkook was communicating the bare minimum needed, his face was always neutral. Yoongi felt like he deserved the youngest’s cold treatment.

They talked as they worked. Yoongi felt like he hadn't spoken to his friends intimately in a long time. Seokjin had offered to be there as a neutral party, but they decided it was a conversation best done alone. His hyung decided to look after Hanuel instead, offering that she spend the night, in case Yoongi needed space afterwards. His brothers helped straighten his thoughts out, suggesting he make a list of his major points as to prevent any further miscommunication. Jungkook also encouraged him to be honest about his parents, Minji, and his feelings about her, if he felt comfortable of course.

Yoongi wanted to stall going home, but his brothers had left as soon as they finished their part. Seokjin would go to his place first to receive Hani, while Jungkook picked up Jinwoo. He wanted to get lost in the pile of paperwork in front of him, but it was useless. No matter how much he wanted to avoid the situation, it would still be there the longer he stayed sitting in his office.

Yoongi had spent the drive home calming himself down. He knew he fucked up by lashing out, and he’s not above admitting his wrong doings when he’s called out on his shit. He just hopes it’s not too late to fix things.

___ has been stress cleaning her house for the last few hours. She had even made it into a game with Haneul, and the toddler enjoyed feeling included. An hour in Hani retreated into her favorite corner on the sectional, burrito wrapped in her favorite halloween blanket. By 5:15 pm Seokjin was waving her off with Hani on his hip.

By 5:54 pm Bee had vacuumed her living room, rearranged her cutlery, fixed her spice cabinet, made two types of tea, and stress screeched. At first she was dead-set on refusing to speak with Yoongi, but after seeing her tweet, Jungkook texted her:

“He knows he fucked up, we’ve told him why, and how he fucked up. You guys need to talk. You don’t have to forgive him afterwards, but let him explain some things to you. I’m not excusing him, or trying to apologize for him.”

Knowing Jungkook was in her corner made Bee confident. She’d hear Yoongi out for her best friend’s sake, but after this she was sure she’d be avoiding him for a while. By 6:10 pm the dial tones of her door being unlocked alerted her of Yoongi’s arrival. Bee heard the rustle of paper bags, and clashing containers. She could hear the older man flicking his shoes off, and his keys jingling. It felt like any other night when they would eat dinner together; Lo-fi was gently playing in the background, Bee had cleaned up Hani’s play corner, and was wondering if take-out or a big bowl of cereal was going to be tonight’s dinner.

Yoongi walked into Bee’s living room, sleeves rolled up and wrinkled, two big paper bags, and his black tote bag. He quasi-lifted the bags, “Sorry for being late. I brought chinese food, and some soju to help us be a little less tense.” ___ nodded in acknowledgement, making her way to her kitchen to grab cups.

They ate their dinner in silence, little butterflies fluttering in ___’s tummy because Yoongi had remembered her order, and that she preferred peach soju. Neither of them had opened a bottle yet, opting to save them for when their talk would officially begin. Bee pushed her spicy orange chicken around, noticing Yoongi wasn’t faring any better. He had yet to touch his sweet and sour pork, or his black bean noodles. Neither of them could pretend to have appetites.

___ put their containers back into the take out bags, double checking that the containers were properly sealed. She came back with the chilled bottles of soju, pouring a shot for herself and Yoongi. Bee nodded at him, mumbling a small ‘cheers' downing the large shot. She cringed, waiting for Yoongi to drink his.

Yoongi hesitated, but eventually drank the initial large shot, and quickly drank another. It looked like ___ wasn’t the only one who needed liquid courage to get through tonight. “I’m sorry,” Yoongi croaked, “I shouldn’t have lashed out at you. I shouldn’t have said that you weren’t my friend. I shouldn’t have said anything horrible to you.”

“Why did you,” she asked.

Yoongi sighed, “I haven’t been entirely honest with what’s been going on with my parents. We got into a fight, well my mother and I did.”

“What does that have to do with what you said,” Bee quipped. She poured herself another shot, wanting to keep up with the older man.

Yoongi watched her drink her second shot. He waited for her glass to be placed down to pour another one for the both of them. They clinked their glasses together, mumbling small ‘cheers’. “Remember when I told you about Hani’s birth mom?” ___ nodded. “Well, that was the short, non-shit show version of it.” The older man poured her another shot, drinking his straight from the bottle to get the remnants. “What’s the shit show version, “she asked as she drank her fourth shot.

Her friend scoffed, “The shit show version? Currently I'm still living it.” Yoongi slouched further onto the floor, back meeting her couch at a curve. “Minji, and I had known each other for a year when she found out she was pregnant. We had been freshly broken up, maybe a month or so when she told me. It was too late for a termination, so she decided to tell me of what she planned. Originally, she was going to give up Hani for adoption. While I respected her choice of not wanting to be a parent, I didn’t want that. I asked for full custody of my daughter. It took a while for her to accept, but she agreed. Around the fourth month mark, when she started to show, we agreed that we had to tell my parents. We did, well, Minji did for the most part. Mom couldn’t fathom a woman not wanting to keep her child, so she tried to convince Minji to stay.”

“Is that why your mom hates me? She thinks I’m trying to replace Hani’s mom,” Bee says. Yoongi shakes his head in disapproval, “You can’t replace what she never had.”

“Your mom seems to think so,” she replied.

“My mom,” Yoongi starts, “My mother is complicated. She thinks she knows best, even if you explain to her why you’re choosing to do something and how it's better for you, she still believes she’s in the right.” The older man reaches over for an unopened bottle of soju, wanting to pour himself another shot before he gets to the nitty, gritty parts.

The pair drink another two drinks back to back to continue. “Mom begged, pleaded, attempted to compromise with Minji, but she wouldn’t change her mind. I always told mom to back off, this was Minji’s choice and we should respect it.”

“Were you ever scared that Minji would change her mind,” ___ asked.

“Yes, and no,” Yoongi answered. “Back then I would’ve been ecstatic if Minji had wanted to co-parent. We would’ve figured it out, somehow. More than anything I feared that she would give in to what my mom wanted, at the time it was for her to stay against her will. Mom wanted us to be a ‘family’. I think she was trying to save face.”

“What do you mean?”

“Remember when I told you about my grandparents not really being there for my aunt and mom,” Yoongi brought up. Bee nodded, egging him to continue. “Mom had to raise my aunt. My grandmother was always working, and doing who knows what, with whomever she decided was her date for the week. Now those are my mom’s words not mine. From what I’ve always been able to tell, mom always craved some form of validation that she didn’t get from my grandparents.”

“What about her father?”

Yoongi shrugged, “Dunno, s’far as I know mom’s dad wasn’t really there either. Mom said he was always working too. Grandma got remarried sometime around them being older, not really sure, we stopped talking to her when I was really young. I don’t remember much of her. Grandpa passed before I was born, so I never met him.”

“M’sorry,” Bee whispered. Yoongi reached over for the soju once more, “S’kay.” While he was busy, ___ took a moment to really look at the older man. His face had grown flush from how quickly they were ingesting the alcohol. His button up, which is usually crisp, is wrinkled. His left thumbnail has been picked at, and his hair is disheveled. Bee stands up from the floor, a bit wobbly at that, making her way to get her band aid kit. She comes back signaling Yoongi to sit on the couch instead of the hard floor. ___ cleans the picked nails, reminding herself to be gentle every time Yoongi hisses at the sting of the disinfectant wipe. She finishes him off with some hello kitty band aids, specially chosen for her by her niece. “There, now, please stop picking at them. It's bad for you, and Hanuel could pick up the habit,” she says.

Yoongi nodded, pouting like a scolded child, inspecting his bandages. “Thank you. I’ve been trying to stop. These are cute, did you get them because of Hani?” ___ shook her head, “Nope. My niece likes to give me random things sometimes; rocks, drinks with cute bottles, stickers, cute band aids. She’s like a penguin.” The older man smiled, taking in the little designs, “I like them, might steal them from you.”

___ scoffed, “The hell you will, those are MY special band aids. You’re lucky I even let you have some.” She watched as Yoongi let out a jovial laugh, “Okay, okay, I get it they’re yours.” In the midst of that Bee hadn’t realized how close she’d gotten to Yoongi. Their thighs were pressed against each other, shoulders were clashing, and she could feel the heat coming off of him. This close up she could see his beauty marks, as well as imperfections on his skin. His eyes were a beautiful color of chocolate brown, and were even more charming with his eyes having mismatching lids. His lips were glossy, a bit bitten, and rosy. In the last few months of knowing the older man he’d grown his hair out to his shoulders, and it drove her crazy with how good it looked on him. He’d put it up in a half bun, from how often it bothered him, but he refused to cut it. His face creeped closer, and she could smell the alcohol and mint from his daily gum chewing. She wanted to give in, to kiss the handsome man in front of her. Get lost in each other for the night hoping that it would solve everything, but it wasn’t just them, they had Haneul to think about.

___ turned away, picking up the trash from helping Yoongi. The older man sighed, “M’sorry, we shouldn’t be doing that.” Bee nodded in agreement, “Continue with your story.”

Yoongi leaned his head back, trying to remember, “Where were we?” “Minji and 50/50 custody,” ___ answered. He snapped his fingers in response, “Right! So, mom couldn’t fathom a woman, or anyone not wanting to be a parent, she was determined to change Minji’s mind. Obviously that didn’t happen. In the last months of her pregnancy my mom tried to convince Minji that everyone is scared, blah, blah, blahh. It got to the point where my mother told me, not asked, that she would be taking custody of my daughter.”

___ stared at her older friend in surprise, “What? You can’t be serious?”

“As a heart attack dude,” he replied. “It didn’t help that I had fought with her a few days before.”

“Was it over Minji,” Bee asked.

“No,” Yoongi answered, “Remember how I said my aunt has control issues?” ___ shrugged, a little confused, but it could also be the soju not helping her memory, “I don’t, but not to sound disrespectful, if she’s anything like your mother I don’t need the runthrough.”

Yoongi splayed himself across the couch, making sure his head was facing Bee, “If you think my mom is a handful, oof, my auntie is worse. Anyways, I got into a fight with my mom over my auntie being too controlling over my cousins, I’ll tell you about that another day, but the gist of it was me feeling like my mom was trying to control my decisions. Even though I had already made a plan, was executing that plan, and had made that plan with Minji. That fight led my mother into telling me she would take custody of Hani until me and Minji got our shit together. Which made me angry, obviously, I’m a grown man, I knew what I was doing. Knowing my mother we would never get Hani back until we met her terms. She tried until the last moment to convince Minji, but thankfully she never changed her mind. The first 6 or so months of Hanuel’s life, my parents were not involved at all. Ever since I allowed, sorry, ever since my mother decided she would ‘forgive me for not taking her advice’, it has been an annoying fight of back and forth. She was always trying to push the boundaries I set, and I would push back. It hadn’t gotten as bad as it did then, than the current fight we’re in. She’s demanded custody of Hani a handful of times because I won't listen to her.”

___ felt her throat dry a bit, feeling guilty, “I’m sorry being friends with me has caused so many issues with your parents.”

Yoongi waved his hand in dismissal. “The issues with my mother have been ongoing for gods know how long. Don’t feel bad.”

“Is that why you got mad at me,” she asked, “because I didn’t give you a choice?”

The older man nodded slightly, “I know you were truly only trying to help me, but it made me feel frustrated. I know what you did is completely different from my mother’s actions, but for a moment I felt like I was back in my parent’s kitchen being told that my daughter wouldn’t be with me. I’m sorry for lashing out at you.”

Bee sniffled, “It’s okay, it’s not, but I understand now. I’m sorry for making you uncomfortable. I just wanted to help because I care about Haneul, and about you. I didn’t want you getting stressed out over your work, and Hani being uncomfortable at your office.”

“I’m also sorry for saying you’re not my friend,” he adds. “I don’t know what to call what we are, we’ve gone past being friends.”

“Heh, platonic besties raising a kid,” ___ jokes.

Yoongi chortled, “Sure, why not. Actually, Jungkookie and Jinnie Hyung would probably fight us over that title.”

“Aren’t they dating? I swear Kookie spends more time at Seokjin’s than at his place,” she asks.

“So get this…”

They spent the rest of the night trying to figure out if their respective best friends are somehow more, apologizing to each other, and Yoongi spilling his family’s dirty laundry. Not once did they dare speak about the quasi-kiss, but it made ___ more aware of the older man’s lingering stares. The way he clinged to her every word, and how his body leaned more into her. They didn’t know what they were, but they didn’t need to know now. They’d figure it out, eventually.

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Hello friends in Doyle! Today's story starts with... Holmes being outed for bad posture™

Watson must've been QUITE put out by stinky chemistry moment and DECIDED to share this with him public. See Holmes, the whole of London now knows that you sit bad. Try and sit DECENTLY (won't say straight because we are not straight at all. expecially not you.)

Well, what to do when doing chemistry?

Why not shocking your husband for a chance?

He's SO mischievous. He wants to play! Confess, Watson, confess!

Note this words. Apparently our good Watson forgot who his Holmes is...

NOW to the explanation. Holmes is enjoying this sooo much

Holmes, why did you inspect the groove between his left forefinger and his thumb? Were you perhaps kissing your Watson's hand?

Masterful explanation! Also, i LOVE the point 5. Watson struggled with hazard games and so on and Holmes helps him with that! The sheer trust and love between them, helping each other with their struggles. I love them.

But now, look for it!

TAAAAC not two mins later!

I swear, Granada Holmes did this part PERFECTLY.

But we DO have a real case! And Holmes passes to his Watson a paper to examine.

And apparently Watson can't make much out of it as well. Oh, this Mr Cubitt is very anxious to know the solution of the problem? Well, time to meet him!

Watson?? Is?? Describing someone?? POLITELY?? He should like this Mr Cubitt! And, i mean, HOW CAN YOU NOT? He's a golden retriever!

And Holmes... be careful to the way you address that paper... because you might find yourself in some days reenacting the figures!

Well, let Mr Cubitt explain now! Why would he ever make much of such prank?

Me? nonono, my wife, i'm so worried for her! -the most in love man of England. Maybe only Watson is at that level.

Please, now, tell us the stor- WATSON!

You do have a hand kink, my dear doctor.

Back to the story. What happened?

Are all these victorians marrying after knowing a person for two weeks? Holmes is not that surprised, his husband wrote that he proposed to (lol) his wife (lmao) like 4 days after they met! But Mr Cubitt REALLY trusts his Elsie. He's just such a sweetheart, so in love with her... I love them so much. Well, they have been sincere and had an agreement! And it was working! Well, until -dun dun duuun- a letter came.

And she was SCARED.

And stayed so! poor girl! And then came the dancing men

And it was a SERIOUS, faint-worthy thing for Elsie Cubitt! Wanna hug her!

I'm so glad that Watson approves of Mr Cubitt! He's really a nice man!

Well, the interview comes to an end

And Sherlock 'I care about the CASE not about the PEOPLE' Holmes is thinking to the 'case' very much. He's worried.

Two weeks later Mr Cubitt pays a second visit and Holmes asks his Watson to stay with him for the interview. Because he needs his support doctor.

Mr Cubitt is worried as hell. He discovered something!

SAW THE MAN WHO WAS DRAWING THEM? Oh damn.

Oh and brought many more messages!

Holmes... HOLMES PLEASE. Where have you put your tact? -sigh-

This is how he saw the man. He didn't see any man, he saw 'a figure' and that figure was doing the drawings.

And Elsie koala-held him out of harm's way, apparently. Mr Cubitt now gives Holmes all the drawings. And a new one, one that appeared on the morning after this fact.

And that took the liberty to try and translate! Because yes! It already appears to be a code!

Mr Cubitt WOULD also have a plan to deal with this guy...

And i can't really find fault in it... but i guess Holmes' right.

Gotta be careful with this stuff.

#letters from watson #sherlock holmes #john watson #dr watson #mr and mrs cubitt #the most in love couple EVER #I love them #acd johnlock #david burke #bright fluffy doc #asexual falling hard for actors from an 80s show

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