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innuendostudios · 3 years

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Thoughts on... some funny games

[no spoilers to speak of]

Thoughts on Lair of the Clockwork God

The wisdom of the gaming cognoscenti insists that comedy is hard to do in video games. Having grown up with Monkey Island and Zork, I've never found this convincing. But one true thing is this: it's hard to write about comedic games. The ineffability of humor is hard enough to describe in less-interactive media; I can't even explain to my partner why Gretchen saying "I met January Jones once!" on You're the Worst busted me up, and they were sitting right next to me when she said it. Throw in the "you had to be there" nature of the player's active participation and I lose myself in a cornfield. The thing I found hilarious might come a beat to early for you, or not at all, or not be funny in text like it is in gameplay.

Why did I like Lair of the Clockwork God? It made me laugh.

The premise and particulars are a lot of "that could go either way." Ben and Dan - stars of Ben There, Dan That and Time Gentleman, Please! - have returned. Ben is still an adventure game star, but Dan has adopted platforming mechanics in an attempt to get with the times. So playing the game involves switching back and forth between a character who can leap across canyons but can't pick up items or talk to people, and one who can combine inventory but can't climb over a 3-pixel rock.

Does that sound potentially funny? Potentially grating? Yes to both!

The plot centers around our heroes trying to save the world from several simultaneous apocalypses and having to teach human emotions to a supercomputer in order to do so. (Don't ask.) These means, rather like Ben There, Dan That, traipsing through a number of fantasy worlds (read: computer simulations) until the correct emotion is provoked. This requires cross-genre cooperation: finding ways to get Ben to areas only Dan can access, getting Dan new power ups by combining objects in Ben's inventory (an act Dan insists on calling "crafting").

The best bits are at these intersections, when Dan's platforming is the puzzliest and Ben's puzzles take advantage of Dan's skills. Periodically the game gives you a Dan-centric platforming gauntlet the controls are NOT precise nor pleasant enough for, or a Ben-only moon logic puzzle that leaves you googling the walkthrough.

But I liked it! A lot. The genre-hopping seems to have invigorated the developers, Ben Ward and Dan Marshall. I discussed my favorite joke in Ben There, Dan That (in what is probably the least popular video I've ever made that wasn't asking for money), but was also dismayed that the game was never that clever again. But this one is, several times over! Progression here involves cheating your way to a better respawn zone, goofing around in game menus, exploiting "glitches," exiting out and loading up entirely other games. There is a lot of poking and prodding at what a game of this nature can or should be.

But, honestly? The only real selling point is... it was funny. The humor is as anarchic and metatextual as in previous titles, but it feels good-natured in a way BT,DT didn't. And there are, here and there, little bits of meat on its bones - the characters wondering if, as a couple thirtysomething white guys, the world hasn't left them behind, no longer comfortable with the juvenile humor of their youth but not really understanding the youth of today, but having not yet fully escaped the mentalities they used to hold. (There's an unspoken humor to Dan's idea of "modern" gameplay being 2D platforming mechanics, especially at a time when adventure games are significantly more popular than on his last outing; this is a good joke whether or not it's intentional.)

Also: this game contains the most poignant urinating-on-a-grave puzzle in gaming history, and you may quote me on that.

Having finished it months ago, I can't even remember what all the gags were that tickled me at the time. Comedy fades from memory faster than drama or frustration. Mostly I just remember having a good time.

Thoughts on The Darkside Detective

Here's a hook: sometime after the mayhem ends in Ghostbusters, The Exorcist, Evil Dead 2, or some other paranormal blockbuster that you watched over and over in the 90's until the VHS wore out, some overworked detective has to come into your town and piece together what the hell happened.

This is his story.

It's a good gag, and the devs wring every drop from it. Existing in a world where these things are commonplace and you have to fit them into some notion of "police procedure" is just funny. Like, it's one thing to have a running gag where you keep observing the moon in outdoor scenes, commenting, with increasing hostility, that its behavior is suspicious (it has been present at multiple crime scenes); it's a slightly different thing when, given the things you've encountered, the moon being the Big Bad is actually somewhat possible.

The game is divided into six main cases and three bonus DLC missions (which come included in the base game now, and the third of which is the proper ending/setup for the sequel). You are the cop tasked to deal with The Other Side - and, when The Other Side bleeds into our own world, its cops have to deal with you. You have a sidekick with a mental maturity of about 6, which I guess makes you the straight man. (You have to grade on a curve to find a straight man in this game.) And you solve tasks like rounding up escaped gremlins or finding an AWOL lake monster all juxtaposed with mundane problems like inter-office squabbles and having not bought your Christmas presents early enough. It's (pleasantly) lo-res and sparsely isolated, so the dialogue and premise do most of the work, but they are ably up to the task.

The gameplay... not so much. I'm an adventure game lifer, so I can put up with a lot of nonsense. It's mostly straightforward inventory puzzles and occasional minigames. Most of the puzzles are fine enough. As the cases progress, things get more involved, and the DLCs especially involve some awful moon logic. And the minigames are not above using that same jumping peg puzzle you've solved in a dozen other games already. So gameplay ranges from serviceable to irritating, but it mostly exists to string together funny lines and silly images. (Christmas mall elves being secretly in service to Krampus - that's the kind of thing we're talking about here.) You won't feel much guilt for opening up a walkthrough; the puzzles aren't why you're here.

The sequel has just been released, and both games are cheap, so check them out if you feel like smiling.

Thoughts on The Procession to Calvary

It's rare for a game to be hilarious to look at.

The Procession to Calvary takes its name from the Bruegel painting. It also takes all it's graphics from Renaissance oil paintings, and the designer delights in making famously rendered heroes and religious icons steal, stab, fart, and swear.

A strong Terry-Gilliam-with-After-Effects vibe is what we're describing.

You play as a lady knight from a war that's just ended, which sucks for you because, in this age of peace, you're no longer authorized to kill. And killing's, like, you're whole thing. But the one person your new, pacifist king wouldn't stop you from killing is the warlord you just deposed, who fled to the South. So you embark on a nonsensical journey to seek out the one human on Earth you are authorized to kill, because killing is just The. Best. Ever.

Of the three games we're discussing, this is the most overtly cheeky, and, at times, the most scatological. I could've done with a bit less scatology, if I'm being honest, but the cheekiness is very winning. As with Lair of the Clockwork God, a lot of jokes could go either way - a field of people being tortured and a woman on a blanket selling commemorative torture merch could be painfully try-hard. But something about the victims being seemingly everyone ever crucified or broken on the wheel in a famous painting, and having them writhe on their crosses in a way that is both gruesome and goofy, and having a cacophonous soundtrack of their screams and moans that you will now imagine every time you look at one of those elegantly elegiac paintings from now on... it works. That the music score is being played by an extremely jaunty piper who dances behind you just out of sword's reach as you traverse the field pushes it over the top.

Oh, and the puzzles, while never hair-pullingly obtuse, will leave you stumped at times. Push past that to get the proper ending, but, if you're sick of trying, you can, at any point, just start stabbing your way through problems. Which, again: it takes a very deft touch to make "protagonist resorts to violence" actually funny rather than lazy and obvious. And maybe, in another game, the perfect timing of every animation, the clever quips, the careful contrast of cathedrals and high-society music halls with gleeful sword-swinging wouldn't be enough. But something about it being frickin' Renaissance paintings carries it the last mile.

This is probably the basest game of the three, but it's also the one that made me giggle the most. Having a BFA that required several art history classes may have something to do with it. But check this thing out.

#capsule review #darkside detective #lair of the clockwork god #procession to calvary

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thatpinkbetch · 4 years

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Bkdk Fic Rec

I’ve been inspired to write a fic rec! This one goes out to you @lonely-rabbit

At like, the end of 2018 and the beginning of 2019 I stayed up until 4am every night reading fics, and because I’m such a loser, I made a word doc to keep track of all of them so I wouldn’t forget them.... I tried organizing it by length but it got messy cause I’m ridiculous and cluttered, so sorry! (I’ll save my own for the end alskdjflsdkfj gotta self promote you know). This is going to get...really long, so I’ll put it under a read more! Also, just a heads up, these are all on ao3, in case that’s important to anyone!

Disclaimer: Any fics with mature or explicit content I will add a bolded warning for, even if it’s only a little bit. Normally most fics will be tagged as such, but some fics that are rated as teen I’ve found to be more suggestive than some of those rated as mature, so I will try to point it out where it feels necessary, for anyone who wishes to avoid it.

Fics under 1k:

Illuminate by TheQueen (269 words)

Summary: Bakugou watches the first firework launch and fights to keep his face neutral

Very short, plot is about a case of amnesia, also very cute and well written for that length! Not angsty at all imo

sweaty hands holding secrets - shounentwink (563 words)

Summary: Someone said Midoriya holds secrets in his hair.

It’s not true: He holds it tightly in his hands. Bakugou’s seen it.

I really like this writer! You’ll see quite a bit of them in this post alkdsjfalskdjf

Fics 1k - 10k:

Many sunflowers later - Jeka (2395 words)

Summary: Scholar Midoriya Izuku comes back to the person he left behind after his journey through the kingdom, the mighty dragon clan leader Bakugou Katsuki.

Day 1 of Twin Stars Week 2020: Fantasy AU.

First of all, fantasy au!!! Second of all, jeka!!! (I need to read more of your stuff!!) Anyways, so cute, such lovely, pretty writing, wonderful story telling, and they’re so in love TT_TT

Boom Badoom Boom - warschach (3429 words)

Summary: Izuku's working the kissing booth at the school fair, it just so happens Katsuki has been crushing on him since the first grade.

“Did you—“ Izuku parted his mouth with no sound leaving it, “Did you pay?”

“Yea.”

“For a kiss?”

This one’s a little silly but I love it still. It’s got a “kids in the 80′s over summer vacation” vibe, I think. I love warschach! I should read more of their writing... They have SUCH good bakudeku content! *It’s rated teen but there’s some suggestive content, just a heads up!

Hopeless Ramen-tic - lalazee (7155 words)

Summary: Midoriya is a cute guy who works at a ramen stall and Bakugou is thirsty as hell, but has to hide it by being an asshat. Another love story.

Ah, so good TT_TT so much sass, such good plot development and story telling for a simple concept *It’s rated as teen but again, it can be suggestive at times!

I’ll share this with you, so leave it behind - yabakuboi (3508 words)

Suammry: For the sake of the story, All Might is never in need of a successor, and, when Izuku saves Katsuki from the sludge monster, encourages young Midoriya down a different path. Thus, Katsuki and Izuku part ways after junior high, as Katsuki enters U.A. and the Midoriyas move overseas. It’s later that Katsuki realizes that there’s something missing, that he drove that something away.

Years after, Katsuki finds him in the last place he looks, in the cereal aisle at the local grocery store of their childhood neighborhood.

So soft, so sweet, so good if you just want to curl up in a comfy blanket and drink hot cocoa and feel warm and cozy and a little in love

The Secret Deku Box - yabakuboi (2241 words)

Summary: “Y’know, Bakugou never, ever talks about girls,” Kaminari says, his voice thoughtful.

“And I wonder why that is.” Ashido rolls her eyes.

“I’m just curious!” Kaminari whines. Kirishima drags the box out, unlabeled and unassuming, the lid not even fully clasped over the edges. “The guy has to— Whoa, what’s that?”

Kirishima realizes a little belatedly that this is a serious breach of privacy, and Bakugou will actually murder all of them. “Nothing!” he cries, attempting to shove it back under the bed, but Ashido snatches it away.

“Please be his porn stash!” Kaminari whispers as she whips the lid off.

Cute, funny, in canon, in character, and a must read I would say!

daisy bunches and heather branches - halcyonwhispers (5862 words)

Summary: izuku falls in love with the foul-mouthed tattoo artist next door.

Not another flower/tattoo shop au.... aldskjflaskdjfd Okay but punk!Bakugou is ALWAYS a smart move imo

the best part of me (is the worst I can give) - halcyonwhispers (5668)

Summary: Whole sentences usually make up people’s Words, but Katsuki got stuck with a name instead.

Izuku’s name.

I am such a sucker for soulmate aus when it comes to these boys TT_TT *There is some mature content, just a heads up!

Hard to Say - halcyonwhispers (8390 words)

Summary: Izuku is a Halfling, born after his faerie father spirited away his mom and then left her behind. Never quite fitting in with the humans or any of the supernatural beings in his small town, Izuku hoped that going to a diverse college in the big city will help him finally make friends.

Katsuki’s family has been powerful witches for generations, and he’s no different. Talented and a proclaimed genius to boot, he knew he shouldn’t waste his time on this dumbass (disgustingly cute) half-blood.

Or,

two idiots fall in love and don’t get that the other’s awkward cues are just a result of romantic tension.

I am ALSO a sucker for fantasy/mythical creatures au and I LOVED this one - Bakugou absolutely unable to handle how cute Midoriya is? Perfection - but it’s unfinished, and I don’t think it ever will be continued, unfortunately TT_TT

lots to unpack (throw away the whole suitcase) - shounentwink (4315 words)

Summary: “How’d you know?” Midoriya asks.

There’s a hunch to his shoulders that wasn’t there three hours ago. Freckled shoulders are kissed sunburnt and red: he looks like someone ran him over and left him like roadkill in the sunlight. Bakugou’s working with insurance today, but he could see the sparks of green lightning even from his elevated position in their shared agency. Midoriya’s holding his thumb, cracking it over and over — it looks like he’s rubbed it raw.

“Dunno,” Bakugou says. “Maybe you’re just easy to read, nerd.”

I love this one so much, it was one of the first ones I read, it’s so good, and it’s another that really affected how I view their relationship! Idk this one just hit for me

hang the moon from us (it’s a no from me) - shounentwink (1200 words)

Summary: Midoriya’s gonna get sick of Bakugou one of these days, and then the whole ruse will be over, and the balance of power will tilt beyond salvation, but that day isn’t today and it looks like Bakugou knows it.

What an asshole.

Once again, I’m a sucker for the fantasy au... But even more, the diction, the details, the imagery...it’s absolutely all stunning here. I wish I could write this pretty

In Which Bakugou Finds His One Tru Luv - Erina (5862 words) This is the first one of a series called The Misadventures of Explodo-kill Agency!

Summary: Welcome to the Explodo-kill agency! We can destroy your buildings, crash your cars, and help you solve one of the seven mysteries in life: who is Bakugou Katsuki's mysterious boyfriend?!

I’ll admit I’ve only read the first three but by god they are the funniest fics I’ve ever read in my life. I see that Erina has added more since the last time I checked it out! Tbh I was only interested in reading the purely bakudeku ones... (My favorite was the second one!! SO funny and cute!)

i still do - raeryn (9646 words)

Summary: He’s losing him to pieces, but Izuku still tries to make them count. In which a battle leaves Bakugou Katsuki with amnesia, and Izuku finds himself picking up the pieces.

So, this one makes me cry. TT_TT

One Thing Straight - winningshot (9899 words)

Summary: They totally aren't.

Hints of their relationship is found in all of their friends’ social media accounts, but majority of their fans still think that Katsuki and Izuku are in relationships with anybody but each other.

It was amusing up until it became sad.

Lmao it’s a little salty but I guess I can be too. This is a social media fic! There’s multiple ships in this one, too

A Demolition Boy & his Cryptid BF - kewltie (8472 words)

Summary: Bakugou of the Demolition Squad is famous for running one of the most popular Youtube channels on the web that regularly blow shit up and jumped off a perfectly good building for shit and giggles. He's also famous for his Cryptid BF™, never appearing on camera except for a few bodyshots and all information on him is kept locked up tighter than Fort Knox, therefore drawing all sort of attention and curiosity toward his mysterious boyfriend.

Deku from Deku Explains is a hopeless chatterbox who is known for uploading 20-30 minutes video that talked about his favorite shows and comics and have one of the most devoted following on Youtube. He also can't seem to shut up about his boyfriend Kacchan, who regularly make his presence on the channel as a disembodied voice.

They should theoretically have nothing in common except a shared platform to host their content and an army of fans with an endless curiosity and devotion to their Youtubers. Vidcon is where we lay our scene and the internet is about to get a rude wake up call.

Okay kewltie is SO GOOD and very creative! The formatting is phenomenal, it’s like you’re actually experiencing a social media melt down in real time lol

be my good luck charm - writedeku (6785 words)

Summary: See, the thing is, Midoriya Izuku had been born with a curse. It’s not a curse that’s particularly visible. He doesn��t have horns, or a tortured face, and it’s not the kind of silly curse like a friend of his had way down south in Diagnor, wherein the girl had been born without the ability to say the word duck. Midoriya Izuku is just extremely unlucky.

(Or the AU in which Izuku's the world's unluckiest travelling merchant, and Katsuki is someone who may be able to help him. For a price, that is.)

Oh I adore this one! It’s so cute and such a good narrative! Nice and warm, and Bakugou trying his damnedest to be suave, and it somehow working because Midoriya is just as flustered. *Another one rated as teen but some suggestive content.

Smells Like Victory - majjale (2377 words)

Summary: Bakugou takes two steps into the room and stops, clapping a hand over his nose. “Ugh, what stinks like Deku in here?”

"Good afternoon, Bakugou. That would be the amortentia."

I must admit, not a fan of HP, but majjale...TT_TT majjale writes these two boys so well. This one is really, really good!

Cherish Me - Justaperson1718 (2376 words)

Summary: “What?”

Izuku looked back down at his menu and flipped the page, a small smile on his face. “Nothing.”

Katsuki glared at Izuku from across the table. “If it was nothing then you wouldn’t be staring at me.”

“It’s just a little funny watching you try to look your best for our date when you always look great anyway,” Izuku explained. He wouldn’t look up from his menu while he spoke, but his words remained ingrained with confidence nevertheless. He considered what he was saying to be fact, and nothing else. “Even when you’re not trying in front of the cameras, it’s still hard to take my eyes off of you.”

This is a sequel to a fic that’ll be in the next section, because it’s longer, called Manage Me. Please read that one first before this one! (Not part of a series, but they’re the same story line)

Fascinating - Justaperson1718 (1556 words)

Summary: “I’m not staring at you,” Izuku replied, his eyes focused intently on Katsuki. He’s still wearing his pajamas, sitting on his knees in their shared bed. He was awake moments before Katsuki, and waited eagerly for the other to awake.

Katsuki glanced over his shoulder after his shirt was on and glared. “You’re fucking staring at me right now.”

Izuku shook his head, humming his disapproval quietly. “I’m watching you.”

“That’s the same damn thing,” Katsuki said while searching for a pair of pants in the dresser. “Your eyes are fixated on me like I’m your life’s fucking goal or some shit.”

“I just like watching you get dressed.” Izuku tilted his head to the side and smiled softly at Katsuki’s confused stare. “I know, it’s weird. But I like it.”

*There is a little bit of implied mature content, but overall, it’s just so sweet and intimate, and I just simply adore this one.

in a place once filled with gold - dorenamryn (9226 words)

Summary: It felt strange to remember such details, for they were things a friend should know, and as far as Katsuki was concerned, he and Deku hadn’t been friends in a very, very long time. He could admit, with reluctance, that they were on the path there, now, even though they would never make it. Katsuki would die before they could get the chance.

or: There is a garden growing in Katsuki’s lungs, and he is helpless to stop it.

“Hanahaki disease” okay, I can explain myself. Okay, I can’t. In any case, you got angst with a happy ending if that’s what you’re into!

Kaleidoscope - DPRenFTW (5141 words)

Summary: Izuku is a witch. He just needs to find his familiar. Enter a boy that is a wolf, and a wolf that is a boy - with wild red eyes and sharp smiles.

And Izuku thinks:

"Oh, it's him."

Just as beautiful and fascinating as the name implies! I seriously recommend for the beautiful writing, the gorgeous world, the mythical creatures au, and the lovely bakudeku romance!

Learning Curve - sensiblysilly (4222 words)

Summary: Deku and Katsuki’s first kiss goes rather differently than planned.

And Katsuki’s quickly learning that relationships can be unpredictable - especially when taking into account the variable that is Midoriya Izuku.

This really is just a careful handling of a teenage romance where perhaps one of them may have shit they’re still working through. It’s really sweet, and a careful study at boundaries and the building of a relationship. I actually stumbled across this while looking for another with the same name and ended up pleasantly surprised. Kacchan can has a little validation, as a treat.

4/20 is a national holiday - Ereri_Garbage (

Summary: Izuku is a drug dealer that doesn't really accept the fact he's a drug dealer, Katsuki is hot as hell as shouldn't be allowed a facebook.

Happy (Late) birthday Katsuki and happy (late) 4/20. I actually half assed an edit on this one so it took longer to post than I thought it would.

Uummmm lmao yes I have a sense of humor. ;ALDSKJFLSKDJF Okay, I say that, but this is not a crack fic, it’s a good story that I enjoy with good writing, and *it has mature, content, obviously for multiple reasons here. It’s rated as mature but there are borderline explicit moments imo. It’s a fun fic and funny, too! And, ngl, it really does remind me of college... But forget about me, the bakudeku is wonderful too of course :)

Drinking Watermelon - warschach (8906 words)

Summary: For whatever reason, maybe divine fate, Izuku turned and looked over his shoulder and waved to them.

Katsuki’s heart full on stopped right then, and his fingers forgot their duty on the rails, and his body neglected its job to keep Katsuki balanced.

Izuku’s summer sweet smile fell into concern as Katsuki went airborne and cracked his skull on the porch.

or Katsuki works as a camp counselor, and Izuku is a boy made of summer heat and sunlight.

Love it when people have Bakugou as absolutely enamored with Midoriya; it’s so good and true. Anyways this one makes me like summer camp story lines. It’s funny and also cute and great writing! *It’s got explicit content, just a heads up. Warschach stories just have this youthful 80′s vibe, I don’t know how else to explain it.

there are listed buildings - semiautomatichearts (3309)

Summary: Katsuki first sees colors bloom when he is only three years old. It is timid Izuku, hiding behind the cover of his mother's leg who looks upon him with wide eyes, and Katsuki's world explodes in shades of greens and pinks and blues, and he is so startled, he begins to cry.

His life is then on defined in color, in shades his peers can't see, by the forlorn, timid stare in Izuku's eyes that always lets off more than he is willing to tell. There is a schism driven between himself and his fated other, and Katsuki strives to be better than fate, better than what is defined for him. He is more than the written pages of a book, to be cracked open and read by the gods.

He wonders if it is possible for colors to bloom for someone who will never love you back.

Ah...soulmates :) So interesting how bakudeku fits into soulmate aus like this one when they’ve known each other as kids! And when they’ve had this complex push and pull thing going on all their lives! The writing is beautiful, and so is the story!

Promise Ring - bkdkwritingsdump (3579)

Summary: The midwest in the 1950′s is no place for boys who like kissing boys: something Izuku and Katsuki know all too well growing up there. However, the undeniable bond between the nervous science geek and the aloof delinquent will still find a way to blossom in such a desert.

Cute, sweet, makes my gay heart ache. Longing not just for the one you love, but just to feel right loving them. Very pretty story line, lovely story telling!

Fics 10k - 30k:

Fishy - warschach (19417 words)

Summary: Izuku’s convinced his hot co-worker/neighbor, Katsuki, is a mermaid-or merman- you gotta consider genders even with mythical creatures- and plans to prove it.

(or this is kinda like the show ‘Monster Quest’, except Izuku actually finds said monster, falls in love, and have sexy times.)

Another warschach! I love this one, I love how they write bakudeku, particularly as college students, their stories (at least, the ones that I’ve read) always feel so warm, like a summer’s day, but not a lazy one, one that’s playful? If that makes sense? *This one is explicit, another heads up!

Manage Me - Justaperson1718 (10756 words)

Summary: Izuku caught himself moving forward, his head tilted somewhat to the side, and his eyes shot wide open. His gaze met Katsuki’s half-lidded eyes now that he was no longer in a dreamlike state, and seeing the way Katsuki was looking at him—waiting for him—made him realize Katsuki would’ve let him do it. He might have even wanted him to do it.

“You’re both doing fabulous!” the photographer called out to them, packing his camera into his bag and getting ready to leave. “I just got word that what we have now should be good, so we’ll stop there. Thank you for your time! Lock the door on your way out after you change.”

The pair stayed frozen in place, with Izuku’s arms around Katsuki’s neck and Katsuki’s hands resting on Izuku’s waist, while the photographer and his supervisor left.

“Kacchan,” Izuku cooed once they were gone. “Did you want to…?”

Love the story, love the bakudeku! Very, very good bakudeku TT_TT very sweet *There is some mature content in here as well

point to a map (we’ve been there) - cosmicfuss (10589 words)

Summary: Serendipity / sĕr″ən-dĭp′ĭ-tē Serendipity is the occurrence of an unplanned fortunate discovery. Two men find themselves on a subway, hot coffee on one while the other is in the middle of a screaming match. After that they can't seem to stop finding each other, no matter how far they go.

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again; this fic owns my entire soul. I love the story, the ease of their relationship, just how lovely they are together. It’s another kind of nice, fluffy fic you’d read on a bad day where you come home and curl up in a blanket and listen to a ten hour video of thunderstorm white noise. *Again, some more mature content in here

Partners - tsukithewolf (13619 words) Another series! Two parts to this one this time

Summary: It is said that in Musutafu there is a charm that one can buy at a temple that will lead you to your destined partner. They say that if the charm works, you would be able to follow the red string of fate to the person you were meant to be with. And if the person returns your feelings, they would be able to see the string as well, proving that both were meant to be.

Three-year-old Katsuki and Izuku misunderstand what the word "partner" means and discover the charm and the rumor behind it is not only true, but more than expected.

Gets a little heavy, depression, bullying, suicidal thoughts, etc. But it must get worse before it gets better, that kind of thing. I also just adore the second part (called Bond) - maybe because it’s much fluffier, what about it?

Learning Curve - iknewaman (10304 words)

Summary: “Izuku.” Uraraka repeats as she motions at the person stood next to her. Green curls, average height, and, well. Up close, not such a bad smile. Uraraka points a thumb at Bakugou and enunciates slowly, “This is Bakugou. He can speak sign language too.”

Wait. Sign language?

The stranger— well, Izuku— looks at him with a raised brow. Their free hand lifts up as they make a slight motion of the hand.‘

Really?’

Bored out of his mind at a house party one night Bakugou is introduced to Izuku, a deaf student who offers to help teach Bakugou sign language in exchange for a favour-- or well, is prompted into asking for a favour.

Ah, I really want to explain this one a little bit? I’d never been into fanfiction ever, only really getting into it with these boys. This was the second one I read, I remember, and it caught me off guard, and it intrigued me. It really surprised me as to what fanfiction could be. Ngl I had biased perceptions of fanfics - I used to be one of those people who thought fanfiction could never be good writing - and this one slapped me in the face with it’s subtle beauty and creative story and heart melting capabilities, and very, very real relationship and growth. Anyways it’s so cute how happy Deku is to teach Kacchan sign language TT_TT Make sure to read the tags!

The Keeper and the Sun God’s Heir - SurelyHeavenWaits (12746 words)

Summary: The Titans' have stolen something important from Izuku, heir of the Sun God, and he wants it back.

This one, this one, this one, this one, this one, this one, this one, this one this one- Oh my god this one. Okay so what, I was a Percy Jackson kid, what about it? I love the mythical aus, particularly the god ones. But beyond that, the writing is so beautiful, just like the world, and the imagery. The bakudeku...absolutely stunning. The story itself? Incredible. Cannot recommend more. *There is explicit content in this, though I will say, it’s all in the last chapter, and all of the story is in the first two chapters. There’s also a second part as it’s a series and it’s short but it’s cute and sweet TT_TT

seven days - aaAAAaaahhhhHHHHH (10094 words)

Summary: There’s something about the green haired boy, an aura that just drew Katsuki in before he even knew his name.

[Sometimes your mind forgets, but your heart remembers]

Heed my warning: DON’T read this in front of other people. I bawl every time I read this one TT_TT I know I said I don’t like angst but AJLSKDFJALSKDFJ it has a hopeful ending! I mean yeah you’re gonna cry but...hope? :’) (that username really says it all tbh)

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Notice me, nerd - useless_donut (40000 words)

Summary: Bakugou is in love with Midoriya. He doesn’t hide it, in fact it’s so painfully obvious that the entire class of 3-A has him figured out in a matter of months (days, in some cases). Too bad Midoriya is the most oblivious motherfucker out there, and Bakugou is too damn stubborn to actually ask him out.

Will the class of 3-A survive the sexual tension? Who will snap first? Someone put Bakugou out of his misery, please, before everyone else dies of second-hand embarrassment.

(a love story as witnessed by the class of 3-A)

Love the idea of Bakugou being brazen and brash, cause yeah, he is. So fucking funny though how that translates to him flirting. Gotta say, thought I was gonna cringe, but his “I’m gay af” outfit really ended up being A Look. Love the mutual pining, it really is strong in this one. *Okay, mature content in this one lads.

While You Were Sleeping - Belkacaramelka (71197 words)

Summary: The one where quirkless fanboy Midoriya Izuku rescues Pro Hero Todoroki Shouto, gets mistaken as his fiancé while he is in a coma, and gets caught up in the most unlikely fake engagement... until his childhood enemy and Todoroki's classmate Bakugou Katsuki tries to catch him out, and they both end up discovering a lot more about each other than they'd expected.

Quirkless AU based on the film; endgame BakuDeku. -- Katsuki didn’t know when the change had happened: how he had gone from asking why Todoroki chose Deku of all people, to wondering why it was Todoroki that Deku chose. Troublesome Deku, who cooed like an idiot at cats, tripped at a random catcall and sang badly. Who, despite everything, proved that it wasn’t the quirk that defined a person. Deku, who was too much, not his, and undeniably off limits to begin with.

Update: Epilogue added

*This one has mature content. If you can, please, for the love of god, read this fic. It’s like, tied with my favorite bkdk fic perhaps ever. It’s based on the movie of the same title, a nineties romcom with Sandra Bullock, but Belkacaramelka has so effortlessly made it into it’s own story, fit it so perfectly inside of the bnha world. I definitely stayed up until 6:30am reading this one. It’s got such good badass Midoriya, who is also sweet, and really really good reconciliation between bakudeku.

All Gifted - fitzefitcher (39129 words)

Summary: The thing about gifts is that they're meant to be given, they're meant to be shared; so Izuku will take his gifts, so freely given to him, and share them with all he holds dear.

Izuku is born without any gifts, as his kind often are, to a witch mother and salamander father, on one sweltering night in July.

This one is unfinished...and I highly doubt it will ever be. But what has been written is incredible. Once again, I’m a sucker for the magic/mythical creatures aus. But the relationship is great! The characterization is great! The found family trope that was building up is great!

under a hollow sun - umbrage (40572 words)

Summary: Midoriya is cursed with emptiness.

Misfortune leads him to a man of ancient magic and endless rage.

To stop an unfathomable evil, their mismatched halves must become whole.

Uuuggghhhh this was so good! I don’t think it’s going to be finished either :( Once again, fantasy au, more amazing writing, on point characterization, incredible pacing, makes you hungry for more story.

all the savage soul requires - majjale (58032 words)

Summary: Bakugou seems to have exhausted his patience for words and no longer acknowledges that Midoriya exists, so Midoriya crosses his legs, stares down at his hands limned in firelight, and makes a list of things he knows.

One. His name is Midoriya Izuku.

Two. He is a Godmarked, future god of life, heir to the divine throne.

Three. The gods have been fighting Death for eons, and now he's coming for recompense with everything he’s got.

This is majjale, so of course, the writing is more than beautiful; it’s absolutely breathtaking. This may be my favorite fic ever - unfortunately I don’t think it will ever be finished either TT_TT There’s the gods/fantasy au, which you know by now I love. But the characterization of our two boys is absolutely perfect, and I mean that as literally as possible. And the story being crafted between the two, the memory loss, the obvious history muddled by it all, it was so dense, and the PINING, so incredibly written, flowing so naturally. It wasn’t even close to being done, but it was wonderful, still is wonderful.

My Writing: (You can skip this if you hate shameless self promotion)

You’re too damn flicking cute (1815 words)

Summary: Bakugou is certain his shitty boyfriend is instigating kisses. Maybe it doesn't help that he keeps giving them away like it's a damn going out of business sale, but the stupid nerd is too fucking cute. Either way, like everything else, this is a competition, and he's going to win it.

Please don’t read this unless you’re going to the dentist afterwards! I’ve been told it’s so sweet it’ll give you instant cavities >_>;;;;

Bakugou Katsuki, you smooth motherfucker (10118 words)

Summary: Everyone around him knows that Bakugou Katsuki has a very special way with words. To the untrained ear he is loud and crass; to those that speak Kacchan, he is caring and inspiring. Yet there are rare moments, moments so fleeting you blink and you miss them, where Bakugou’s words pierce straight through Midoriya’s chest, and surprise everyone around him.

Goddammit, if only he would say them to Midoriya’s face.

Or, the five times Bakugou said something nice about Midoriya, and the one time he said something kind to him (but that was too long of a title).

I think most would consider this my best published fic; it’s one of those snapshot fics, “the five times where x did this, and the one time where they didn’t.” The recurring comment I get on this one is both of them being super in character, so I think that’s it’s defining characteristic! Bakugou and Midoriya have never known a life without the other, and in a perfect world, they never will.

Here, let me fix that (11247 words)

Summary: Bakugou honestly never thought he’d see Deku ever again. And now that they were together in this tiny compartment, alone for the next two and a half minutes, he had no clue what to say. He’d just apologized, right? So perhaps he could leave it at that and carry on with the original plan to never see the green-haired man that reminded him of dense forests, late night adventures, and tear-stained faces, ever again.

Ha! Who is he kidding? These bitches are soulmates.

I’ve gotten some critiques on this one, so sorry in advance if it’s not to your liking! Basically, what if Midoriya never got his quirk? Obviously, life would find a way to put them together because, as previously stated, these bitches are soulmates.

Plenty of Time (16654 words)

Summary: Bakugou found what little sleep he got restless and filled with nightmares that he forgot the second he opened his eyes. Tonight was the first time in a long time where he just had a normal dream - and it happened to be about Deku.

How fucking typical.

In other words, two dorks realize they have feelings for each other but don't know what to do about said feelings.

Ah, my first fic. Very simple, boys being boys, kinda like a slow burn? Idk how to explain this one, just boys figuring out their feelings and trying to figure out what to do about them. Been told these two are a little stupid but I think that’s valid.

We’re all time bombs waiting to explode (39223 words)

Summary: We have now entered the slipstream of time, into an alternate dimension where it neither is, nor isn’t, the 80’s. Two teenagers, burdened with the weight of adolescence in the modern world, find themselves struggling side by side, in part because of each other.

Bakugou, the most popular boy in school, has everything he could possibly want; status, power, and an unbreakable will. Having been dragged along behind him all the way to the top, Midoriya can’t help but wonder how (and why) he ended up standing beside his childhood friend-turned bully-turned friend again, weighed down by their complicated past and present. As the tension between them grows every day, and the arrival of a new, pretty face causes it to peak, it won’t be long before something - or someone - snaps.

I am...very bad at titles, and summaries apparently. This was my Heathers au, but it very quickly diverges from the original (I don’t do sad endings....) *This one has mature content, including implied sexual activity, drug use, and underage drinking, along with other heavy topics; please read the tags! Though tbh Midoriya is 17 for a couple weeks before it hits his birthday halfway through, so keep that in mind I guess? I kind of went heavy with this one, but I think the pay off was immense. This is the one with the most amount of comments stating it’s their favorite bkdk fic ever (and I cry). It’s a rough start, with a rough journey, but so is bakudeku! There’s a lot of petty drama, and then all of a sudden it’s Not That Petty and very much Far Too Real. Many have cried reading the ending, I cried writing it. My sister says it’s her favorite of mine. Now, I did kind of push this out without polishing it so much because I was losing my willpower, so if it feels lacking, that’s one hundred percent my fault.

Okay that was a lot! It took me a couple days...I hope I wasn’t too annoying with all my opinions! Please have a nice day. and enjoy some good reads, even if they aren’t the ones in this post!

#bakudeku #katsudeku #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #mha #bnha #bkdk #fics #my writing #god i really hope i didn't fuck up any of this #i spent a long time on it alksdjflaskjdflkasdjf #this is 39 fics without my own #and 44 including mine #i can tell i've forgotten some but #idk it's hard TT_TT #anyways it's 2:30am #if i go to bed at 4am one more time i'm gonna throw myself down a flight of stairs #i hope this is good enough as is!#most of this was written very late so I hope it doesn't sound...crazed

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Day 20 ~ Christmas 2019 Ego Fanfics

WOOOOOO DAY HECKIN 20 PEOPLE, LET'S KEEP THE CUTENESS ROLLING WOOOO LET'S DO THIS!

I imagine that if you have offspring, and that offspring has a passion or an intense hobbie, it is your duty as a loving parent to encourage it to the absolute maximum at any given opportunity. In this instance, Chase has literally saved up as much money as he could so he could help his sweet 7 year old Marceline with her passion for make-up. You may think that this is a typical interest for a young girl in our modern society, however, it’s a tad different. Marceline’s interest in make-up is very specific….since she only enjoys putting make-up on other people, of all genders, and she adores making up palette and style ideas for them rather than herself. When she found out she was going to see A LOT of her pops’ friends who didn’t wear make-up at all, she’d never felt so excited. Currently, she has just completed another absolutely stunning look…on Gooper.

‘You look so pretty!’

Marceline squeaked as she held up a mirror for Gooper…who immediately squealed in delight. His little green form had soft blotches of pink either side as a form of blush, and the little girl had also carefully constructed little eyebrows for him. Needless to say, he was over the moon and jumped about giddily, squealing with his gratitude as Marceline giggled happily.

‘Yohou’re wehelcome Goopy!’

The little guy immediately bounced off so he could go and show everyone else his new look, whilst Marceline smiled and turned to the guy who was set to be her next client. He was sat on a squishy beanbag in the living area they were in….but didn’t look especially happy about it. Nevertheless, Marceline gestured for him to come over.

‘Welcome to my salon Mr Mare!’

That’s right, enter Natemare. Honestly, he wasn’t even sure why he was in the goddamn household, I mean honestly you make it into one music video and suddenly you’re the alter ego of Nathan Sharp with links to the FNAF universe. The young man bit the inside of his cheek as he shuffled over to the little girl, running a hand through his short black hair awkwardly. He’d just been in the living room at the wrong time, so now having this make-over was sealed into his fate.

‘Hey….you’re not gonna like, put layers of weird products on my face are you?’

He muttered nervously. The guy wasn’t accustomed or comfy with being touched in general, and was only letting this happen because she was a kid and had been almost inhumanly polite so far, which made Mare feel something very odd….comfort. Marceline cocked her head at the man with a giggle and a smile.

‘Cohourse not! I just wanna make you look like your best inside self! Your blue streaks are so pretty by the way, you’re SO a blue metal-y person!’

Mare blinked a few times at her words, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly as he smiled; he wasn’t used to anyone being so nice to him.

‘Oh uh….thanks….’

Marceline smiled happily as she picked out everything she wanted to use, focusing on dark blue eyeshadows and a metallic blue lipstick too, laying everything out in front of her before looking up at the man’s face. She let out a soft sigh. Even though she was a young child, she could see if someone wasn’t feeling so great, and she could see that he felt a little awkward….so she decided she would try and cheer him up a tad. She grinned innocently up at him as she spoke.

‘Okay, I have all the colours I wanna use, but I have to do contours first okay?’

Mare nodded, fiddling with his fingers as he absently watched her pick up a make-up brush, a fan brush. She tapped it gently against some kind of powder she had before approaching him with it, and his kept his head level for her as she started brushing the product just underneath his cheekbone. What Mare didn’t expect though, was to gasp and jump at the sensation. Internally, Marceline was crowing with joy, but on the outside she feigned concern.

‘Are you okay Mr Mare?’

Mare blinked a few times before clearing his throat, smiling at her lightly and feeling a little silly at his reaction.

'Yeah no I’m good, uh, carry on….’

Marceline smiled and did so, using her brush again his pale skin very softly, and very gently….all of which was on purpose. Meanwhile Mare had clenched his jaw amidst his efforts to keep his face still….because that make-up brush tickled him like hell.

‘This might take a bit of a while Mr Mare, so you can just chill!’

Marceline said casually, hiding the mischievous truth of her tickling him on purpose very well as Mare softly cleared his throat, a soft giggle escaping him.

‘C-Cohool….’

Marceline pretended not to notice how his lips threatened to twitch into a smile as he used all his will to keep himself still, and she kept on brushing against his cheek with her soft brush as she absently spoke.

‘Daddy never lets me do brush make-up on him, his face is too ticklish….’

Mare’s eyes widened and he nearly choked on his breath, but he knew he had to keep up conversation; knowing that she was Chase’s kid made Mare figure that if she found out he was ticklish, he’d be doomed.

‘O-Oho…thahat’s i-ahem, ihinteres-sting….’

Marceline repressed giggles of her own as she moved to now brush and softly tickle his other cheek, still speaking casually and acting like everything was normal.

‘I remember one time when Uncle Anti borrowed some of my brushes, and then used them on my dad, it was so funny! Daddy was so squealy and embarrassed!’

Mare felt his face go pink as he tensed….needless to say, he was imagining if somebody did that to him; there were a lot of chills going down his spine as his eyes darted about and his cheeks tingled with ticklishness. He was trying hard to keep his cool, bless him.

‘S-Sohounds like he’s prehetty uh…t-….p-pretty tihicklish….’

Mare was biting down on his bottom lip as he felt himself starting to tremble….and then Marceline decided to be really mean with her next words as she looked at him innocently.

‘Are you ticklish Mr Mare?’

Mare gulped. He felt so silly and embarrassed, she was just asking an innocent question he thought, so there was no reason for him to feel so embarrassed and nervous; he was just so used to being around people ready to tickle at a moment’s notice. Oh if only he knew.

‘A-Aha bit y-yeah….’

He answered honestly, which made Marceline giggle because she thought he was such an adorable guy, he reminded her of her dad when he got flustered from tickles.

‘Awwww that’s so cute!’

She squeaked, unable to keep it in, but thankfully Mare didn’t suspect her yet. Mare let out a bashful cough, bowing his head a little as he smiled, before he let out a little sigh of relief as he felt the brush finally move away from his skin….before he yipped and stuttered when it started fluttering and flicking under his chin.

��U-Uh wh-whahat a-are yohou d-doing?’

Mare had a lot more giggles building in him now, all the while Marceline feigned concentration as she replied.

‘Jaw contours! I’ll do it real quick though so we can do all the colourful stuff!’

Suddenly the brush was just gliding and fluttering under Mare’s jawline and chin….and the poor sensitive guy just couldn’t take it. He recoiled with a flustered squeak, spluttering and giggling as he tried to escape the brush.

‘W-Wohohoah hehehey okayokay w-wahahait aha sehehecohond!’

Mare tried to shuffle away, but to his surprise Marceline followed him and kept tickling his damn jaw!

‘What’s wrong Mr Mare? It’s only a little brush!’

Marceline giggled, letting her mischievous grin show….and Mare realised everything with wide eyes. He went bright red and ended up grinning brightly with his embarrassment, giggling and scrunching up as he stammered.

‘Y-Yohohohou lihihittle cheheek! I-I-I’ll tehell yohour dahahad!’

Marceline burst into giggles at that, rolling her eyes playfully as she let her brush drag all the way up the side of Mare’s face until it reached his ear. She let the brush swirl and flutter all over and inside his ear as she cooed at him, much liked she cooed at her little brother whenever she tickled him. Mare was about to understand that he was encountering the next generation of tickle monster.

‘No you wooon’t! Cuz I’ll tickle you more if you doooo!’

Mare scrunched his shoulders with a squeal, her teasy threat flustering him to heck.

‘AHAHA NAHAHAT MY EHEHEAR!’

He cried, not daring to push at her for fear of causing an accident, so all Mare could do was hide his face in his hands as Marceline giggled with delight. She didn’t let up, letting her brush swirl and swirl as she gleefully teased him.

‘Ahaaww does it tickle?’

Mare could only nod, and whined through his high-pitched laughter as Marceline moved her brush to his other ear, giving it the same tickly treatment.

‘YEHEHEHES!’

Mare was squealing and shaking as he curled up into a foetal position, laughing his head off as chills and tingles traversed down the back of his neck and down his spine. It was true tickle torture from a true tickle monster in the making, and said tickle monster cooed down at him happily.

‘Do you want it to stoooop?’

Needless to say, Mare nodded frantically.

‘YEHEHES! PLEHEHEEEASE!’

Marceline giggled and had mercy, setting her brush aside as Mare frantically rubbed his ears and jaw because DAMN those ghostly after-tickles were intense. He hid his face in his hands, peeking through his fingers at the grinning little girl as he whined.

‘Why d-dihid you do that, did Ahanti put you up toho it?’

Mare stammered, wondering if the glitch was behind this attack since Anti was always on at him about being less moody and emo, but to Mare’s surprise Marceline shook her head with a smile.

‘No, you just didn’t look happy and I wanted to make you happier!’

Mare’s hands slid from his face into his lap, and he bowed his head embarrassedly as warmth filled his chest….he hadn’t had much experience of people doing things with the purpose of making him happy. Mare made a mental note to go to Chase later and commend him on raising such a kind, yet sweetly evil, human. Because, and this is very key, Mare did in fact feel much happier and less awkward.

‘Wehell….you succeeded….’

He let out a laugh when Marceline squeaked, her dimples showing on her face with how widely she was smiling; she felt so happy that she’d been able to cheer him up. Mare grinned and playfully tweaked in the side as he teased.

‘So, you gonna actually make me pretty now or what?’

Marceline immediately giggled and sprang into ecstatic action, and did indeed make Mare into the prettiest dang azure-metallic gentleman in the entire household….and as a result, made Mare feel pretty damn good about himself too.

WOOOOOO HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE THIS FIC LEMME KNOW IF YA DO WOOOOO LUV YOUS XX

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Trespass

Chapter Twenty-One: Blue Moon

Pairing: Hyungwon x Reader

Word Count: 2236

Summary: You would think that one would be able to trust their soulmate, be able to love them unconditionally, and know them better than yourself. But that isn’t always the case. Who was H.One, and why did the universe think you could be soulmates?

WARNINGS: Abuse/torture, swearing, mentions of dying

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Hyungwon’s been on edge ever since he could only see black and white. The colors have come back since then, so he knew you weren’t dead. But with every passing day the colors became darker, more dull, and he was in constant pain. The throbbing never stopped, it only grew exponentially worse.

He had a lead, finally. It only took three months, but Changkyun was able to locate where Youngjae sent all those texts to you. He and a band of fifteen people were on the way there. Maybe they could find something more. It was unlikely they’d find you, but if they found another lead they’d be one step closer.

The men they had captured wouldn’t talk, and when they did, they had no idea what they were saying. Most were driven mad and killed, completely useless to the cause. It came as no surprise really, because these were men who had been captured before the kidnapping took place. YG stopped trying to stir trouble the day he took you.

Jooheon’s men weren’t very successful either. It was like he said, they all died. It didn’t take long for them to be caught, something to be expected from amateurs desperate for money. The money loss wasn’t a big deal because Jooheon got most of it back within a week after their death. It was interesting, their deaths. YG had the audacity to send their bodies back with a note. It was always something like ‘Quit trying to stir trouble’ or ‘Look how bad your men are’ and ‘I don’t have what you think I have.’ It was all bullshit.

He didn’t know what he was expecting, but it certainly wasn’t a normal house in a normal neighborhood. It seemed too innocent for the sins that were committed.

The three vans carrying everyone stopped in front of the house, and everyone piled out onto the street. It was the dead of night, and since no one was awake to see them, they didn’t care how messy they currently were. The only thing they might have had trouble with was the CCTV, but Changkyun would take care of that.

Hyungwon led the group, wasting no time in picking the lock of the front door. Once it was open, he signalled for half the men to stay with him, while the other half follow Shownu to the back.

He entered the house, finding nothing out of the ordinary. He was disappointed it was so normal. There had to be a basement, or an attic, or a secret room that had something in it. Two of his men began rummaging through the living room, while another went to let in the other half. He took the remaining three upstairs, letting them branch off into separate rooms.

He was just entering the master bedroom when Changkyun spoke in his earpiece, “Boss we’ve got trouble. The NIS is coming down the street.”

“Fuck,” Hyungwon cursed, immediately leaving the room. “It doesn’t happen to be our guys, does it?” He asked, hoping that on the off chance it was. He rounded up his men, getting them all to gather in the living room.

“No. It’s Red Rose’s dad.” Changkyun mumbled.

Hyungwon was about to lead them out through the back, but the front door burst open and in came Hyungwon’s only lawful enemy.

It took two seconds for the detective inspector to recognize who was in the room, and another second to command arrests. He walked up to Hyungwon, pointing his finger. “I’ve been chasing you for years, and of course I find you here.” He ground out.

Hyungwon didn’t say anything. In fact, he was waiting to be arrested, so he could play his trump card.

“Of course, this is where texts from my daughters stalker originated from too. I should’ve known it was you. It makes sense that you’d take her from me.” Your father accused, taking handcuffs out of his pocket. “Don’t think I haven’t seen you around her neighborhood. I’ve reviewed all the CCTV videos leading up to her disappearance, you’ve been there.”

Hyungwon had to laugh at his accusations. To him, they were so ridiculous because he knew the truth. He knew what he was doing in your neighborhood, and not once was he there to hurt you. It would seem your father was blinded by his passion to enforce the law to realize that. “How’d you find this place?” He questioned, deciding to play guilty a little longer.

“What? Did you think your texts would be untraceable?” Your father mocked.

“Yes. In fact, I know they’re untraceable.” He replied, rolling his eyes.

“Clearly they weren’t.”

“Clearly they still are. What? Do you think I’m Youngjae?” He chuckled, shaking his head.

Your father pushed him into the wall and put his hands behind his back, putting the cuffs on him.

“Evidence shows you are.”

“There is no evidence showing who I am. Although, there is a copious amount of evidence pointing to your daughter being my soulmate.” Hyungwon replied nonchalantly.

“Bullshit.” The detective replied, “Don’t think that for one second I’ll believe you.”

“If you arrest me, you won’t find her alive.” Hyungwon warned, “She’s dying, at this very second, and if you lock me up, I won’t be able to find her in time.” His voice cracked at the end. The thought of you dying...no, he wouldn’t let himself think like that. He’d get to you. He still had

time.

“Give up your attempts to trick me now. You don’t want me to add to your slew of charges.” Your dad spat, pulling Hyungwon off the wall and pushing him toward the door. “And for the record, she would’ve told us if she’s met her soulmate. When I last talked to her, she was upset because she hadn’t.”

Hyungwon through his head back in laughter, though there was no humor in it. “She didn’t tell you beca-” He stopped mid sentence, his knees buckling beneath him as his entire convulsed. The pain in his arm magnified, spreading throughout his entire body. His head throbbed while his limbs cramped. Shownu broke free of the grasp the agent had on him, one wrist cuffed while the other remained free. He ran in front of Hyungwon, blocking him from everyone’s view.

“They’re torturing her right now.” Shownu met your father’s eyes, “When he opens his eyes again, the world will be darker, and Red Rose will be one step closer to death.”

Hyungwon whimpered on the floor, unable to curl up or do anything to attempt to alleviate the pain. He was a pathetic sight to behold. Here he was, a strong leader of the mafia, on the floor crying from a pain that no one could understand.

It could’ve been funny, had the situation not been so dire. He was a powerful man -someone who didn’t let anything ruin him. That is, until he met you. You were his kryptonite; the one thing in the world that could completely destroy him. To the world, he was callous. He was cold and ruthless, incapable of showing emotions (with the exception of malice). But to you, he was soft. He was gentle and nurturing. He was able to communicate his feelings and show just how much he loved you.

“Okay, maybe he is missing his soulmate, but it ain’t my daughter,” Your father clearly did not want to accept that he really was your soulmate. He watched as Shownu reached into Hyungwon’s pocket, taking out his cell phone. “The universe wouldn’t pair my angel with such a monster, with-”

His voice cut off when Shownu showed him Hyungwon’s lockscreen, a picture of you smiling freely as you stared up at the night sky. Shownu then unlocked the phone, and showed what the home screen was, a picture of you and him sharing a kiss. There was no denying it now. No doubt he was your soulmate, and any argument that Hyungwon didn’t love you was quickly demolished.

“You mean to tell me, that he is like that, because something is happening to my daughter? Right now?” It seemed as though your father had the wind knocked out of him.

“Yes, and H.One is the only one capable of saving her.” Shownu pocketed his friend’s phone.

“What makes him the only one capable?”

“They’re bonded. It’s as simple as that.”

Hyungwon stopped his wriggling, breathing heavily. He was terrified he’d open his eyes and see black and white. Deep down, he knew he wouldn’t, because there was still a great amount of pain in his arm, but the prospect of not seeing colors kept him from coming back into the world.

He felt himself being freed of handcuffs and sighed in relief. It was about time. He knew he had to get up now, so he slowly stood up and chanced opening his eyes. It was dark enough in the house that he couldn’t tell if there was a change in the colors or not. He was grateful for that.

“I want you to know,” Your father started, “that if it wasn’t for my daughter, you’d be dead right now.”

“I would’ve already been dead by now if it weren’t for her.” Hyungwon replied breathlessly, wiping sweat off his brow.

“We’ll need to work together on this, so in the meantime, you can refer to me as J.” Your dad held his hand out to Hyungwon.

He grasped it firmly and shook it, “I’m sure you already know, but H.One.” This night marked an alliance, however temporary, between the two of them. Their goal was to find you, alive preferably. Together they would get closer.

A week later, Wonho came home with a package for Hyungwon.

“Hey Boss!” He called out as he walked through the front door, “You got a package! Don’t worry, I already checked if it was poisoned, or if it was an explosive.”

Hyungwon came down the stairs, confusion written all over him. “Where’d you get it?” He asked, coming to take the package out of his friend’s hands.

“Someone left it at the bar in one of the clubs.” He answered, “Don’t worry, we’re already checking the security footage to see who it was.”

“How strange…” He had a bad feeling about whatever was in this package. It didn’t seem heavy, in fact it was very lightweight, especially for the size of the box. He gently shook the box, listening to hear the contents move around. It didn’t sound terribly fragile. “I’ll open this, then let you all know what it is. Something tells me I’ll need to be alone for this.” Wonho nodded, clapping his friend on the back before walking towards the kitchen.

Hyungwon stared at the package as he walked back upstairs to his room. The only lettering on it was his code name. There was no return address, no hint as to who it was from. Once in his room, he shut the door and went about trying to find something to open the box with. He ended up finding a set of keys to use to open the package.

He took a deep breath before slowly running the key along the tape. Dread filled his stomach as the tape ripped open. Inside was a CD, sitting in the bottom left corner. He took the disk out and looked at it. Written on the disk was a date, 20180705. That was a month ago...now Hyungwon was even more hesitant to see the contents.

Still, he pulled out his laptop and slid the disk into the DVD player. It took a second for the computer to read and load the contents. Before he pressed play, he took a deep breath to prepare himself for what was on the CD. When he let the video play, his nightmares came true.

There you were, nearly naked and strapped to a table, screaming and crying. You looked so pale, so skinny, so disregarded. Even in the dim lighting he could tell you had been beaten, that you were suffering. What made it all worse was that they were using your fear of thunderstorms against you.

He watched, stunned, as you flinched and panicked at every crash of thunder, every flash of light. He ached to reach through the screen and hold onto you, to whisper reassurances and sing you songs, to rock you in his arms and kiss you so you could forget the world around you. His heart constricted, his breaths becoming shallow; he couldn’t breathe, he couldn’t see.

The video was two and a half hours long...they made you suffer for two and a half hours. Were they at least providing you proper medical care? Surely after being exposed to so much water nonstop you’d be susceptible to many diseases. They were caring for you. They had to be. Deep down, though, he knew that wasn’t the case. He knew they were neglecting your health. That’s why you were so skinny, why he could barely tell the difference between colors now. He had to get to you. He had to find you now. He couldn’t waste anymore time.

He slammed the laptop shut, throwing it across the room. He heard something crack, but that was the last thing on his list of concerns. He stormed out of his room, and began to form a plan. He’ll find you. Just watch.

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homebeneaththestairs · 7 years

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garden gnomes and group chats

Sirius to felons or falcons: im ready to pass or die

Remus: I literally sent you a study package two weeks ago

Peter: i left u my notes from last semester what are you doing with your life?

Sirius: not studying

Sirius: I thought that was really obvious

Sirius: cmon guys get with the program

James to Remus: i left snape a step by step instruction manual on how to properly wash his hair

James: its in his locker

James: what do u think are the odds that he’ll actually figure out how a shower works?

Remus: first of all: oh my god

Remus: secondly: good job.

Lily to Sirius: s2g black give me back my pencil case

Sirius: it was an emergency

Lily: you’ll be in the emergency room if you don’t give it back to me

Peter to felons or falcons: guys guys guys

Sirius: don’t u dare

James: don’t

Peter: reminder that college applications start today!

Sirius: blocked.

Peter: :////////:

James: yeah u think about u did

Remus: I’m in the library right now filling out applications

James: blocked.

Sirius changed the group name to: if remus mentions colleges one more time i’ll kill him

Remus changed the group name to: sirius stop using the group chat name to make a point

Sirius changed the group name to: make me

Remus to slim slam dunk slimmies: I swear to god that i will kill whoever keeps leaving raisin boxes in my locker

Remus: I’m talking to you James and Sirius

Sirius: i literally have no idea what ur talking about

Remus: someone keeps leaving those boxes of raisins in my locker and i hate raisins why do you guys keep doing this?

Sirius: I’m going to go with innocent until proven guilty, mate

Remus: I’m not an idiot

Remus: its either you or James doing this how stupid do you think I am?

James to Peter: so when r u going to tell Remus that you’ve been breaking into his locker all year?

Peter: probably never

James: respect that

Sirius changed the group name to: plexiglass fuckers

Peter: wait what

Remus: How does one even?

Sirius: carefully, and with punk attitude

James changed the group name to: punk is really dead get over it black

Sirius: im never talking to u again

James: but u just did

Sirius: damn it

James to james potter is a secretly a walking talking jar of jam: im failing out of english and its a problem

James: like seriously

Sirius: yes?

James: literally not the time buddy

Sirius: i always have time for u

James: bro <3

Sirius: bro <33333

Remus: sirius shut up

Remus: what do you mean you are failing out of english? have you done any of the readings?

James: hamlet is literally the worst torture in the history of ever i can’t get through it and i’m so far behind i need help i just got a 40% on the paper and she gave me an extension to redo it but i don’t know where to begin

Remus: you’re going to be fine

Remus: i’m messaging a friend. maybe she’ll agree to tutor you

James: bless u

Peter to Remus: fuck u

Remus: what on earth did i do to deserve this

Peter sent to Remus three screenshots

Peter: he hasn’t shut up about her dainty little wrists yet

Peter: u did this

Remus: oh my god what did i do

Remus to Lily: how did it go with James?

Lily: I think I found the problem

Remus: he was dropped on his head as a small child?

Lily: ???

Lily: no he’s been trying to read a copy of Macbeth, not Hamlet

Remus: why am I friends with these people?

Peter to four guys with great hair: i dunno y but sirius makes great decisions when drunk

James: wait u went drinking without me?

Peter: u said u wanted to watch lily do homework at the library

James: u make it sound so much creepier when u say it like that

Remus: why did you call me 20 times tonight?

Peter: sirius tried making a fire

Remus: with what??

Sirius: e v e r y t h i n g

Peter: actually though

Peter: it was a bit more of an explosion than a fire tbh

Sirius to Remus: not to be controversial

Sirius: but i really don’t like bbq sauce

Remus: literally wtf is controversial about that

Remus: also its 3am fuck off

Peter to the discount spice girls: i forgot we had homework in history

Peter: someone skip history with me

James: im in chem but sounds coolio

Sirius to the discount spice girls : wait we had homework

Sirius: don’t leave without me guys

Sirius: guys?

Sirius: g u y s

Remus to Sirius: you submitted your applications right?

Sirius: ???applications,,,, 4 wat?

Remus: why are you like this

Sirius: oh yeah college appLications

Sirius: kind of

Remus: this is the last day to submit

Remus: where are you

Sirius: in the libBBrary picking progRams out of a hat with James

Sirius: do u think i could work with kids?

Remus: i think the kids would be to mature for you

James to the Lily Evans Appreciation Group: she is so perfect

James: she loaned me one of her gel pens today

James: GEL

Sirius: ohhhh gel?

James: gel.

James: purple gel pen

Sirius: wow thats serious

Peter: ^^^ :D

James: i honestly dunno whats better. the fact that she blessed me with one of her pens, or her eyes.

Remus changed the group name to: mention lily’s eyes one more time james

James: they’re literally the most beautiful eyes i have ever encountered

James: like they are honestly so green

James Potter has been removed from group.

James to Peter: have u seen sirius?

Peter: no

Peter: craig said he saw him hitchhiking earlier, looked pretty bad

James: im grabbing the car

Peter: i’ll meet you by the school

Peter to the Remus Lupin is a Moon Man: i got rejected by my safety school

Sirius: im literally on my way with beer

Remus: where are you getting alcohol from?

Sirius: i broke into bellatrix’s apartment and stole her stash of candles and beer like yesterday

Sirius: james the jim was the get away driver

Sirius changed James to jamesthejim

James: honestly that school was stupid

James: you’ve got plenty of time to hear back

Peter: liar

Remus: trust him on this one

James to Sirius: he keeps baking cookies

Sirius: aw shit

James: we ran out of dairy already

Sirius: no please don’t tell me

James: he started making vegan cookies

Sirius: sinful

Remus to the Peter Won’t Stop Baking Support Group: he got rejected from another school and he’s moved onto making cupcakes

Remus: I think he’s crying

Sirius: i’m in the middle of calc homework i want some pie

Sirius to Peter: james is making a move on evans

Peter: omg no way

Sirius: yes way

Sirius: they’re at her locker

Peter: im across school report everything

Sirius: k well james tried that awkward leaning thing beside her locker and lily dropped her textbook on his foot

Sirius: i dunno whats redder her hair or his face

Sirius: nm his face is way redder

Sirius: he asked if she wanted to meet up for coffee but she thought he meant for tutoring and im dying his face

Peter: maybe this will be the end to all that is perfect about lily evans

James to wtf does duolingo not have elvish????: Lily told me this really clever riddle today

James: i didn;t get it

James: at like all

James: but she was so happy and so cute

James: im gonna marry her

Sirius: u jinxed it peter

James to Remus: I GOT ACCEPTED

Remus: I’m so glad Lily dragged your marks up for admissions

James: ikr same

James to the Peter Won’t Stop Baking Support Group: his mom started selling the cakes that he was making

Sirius: i dunno y i keep offering to eat them

Remus: he made over thirty cakes today

Remus: half of them were coconut flavoured

Sirius: so?

Remus: you’re allergic to coconut????

Sirius: yeah but if i die i don’t have to do homework

James: lucky

Remus: i hate you all so much

Remus left the group.

James added Remus to the group.

Remus left the group.

Sirius added Remus to the group.

Remus: i hate u both

Sirius to Remus: not 2 b political or anything but technically every war is a skeleton war if u think hard about it

Remus: w h y

Peter uploaded a video to james stfu about evans: here we r blessed by remus singing starman

Remus: i remember none of this

James: i thought i was the one that sung that

Peter: no u got really drunk and started moving your lips to the words and got excited that u learned how to talk and not talk at the same time

James: wait what time was this even

Peter: 10pm

Remus: where’s sirius?

Peter: see that questionable lump in the right corner of the video? that’s sirius basically dead

James changed Sirius’s name to questionable lump.

questionable lump: y u do this

James changed the group name to: lily’s eyes are like glitter i swear

Sirius changed the group name to: literally no one cares

Sirius to Remus: i see u

Sirius: posting some whimsy status about college acceptances

Sirius: whatever

Sirius: thats only a little cool, moon man

Sirius: siriusly though congrats

Lily to James: why did sirius throw glitter at me outside homeroom?

James: oh my god

James: im so sorry

Sirius to Peter: did u know that james has been stealing garden gnomes and hiding them under his bed?

Peter: that is the weirdest fetish

Sirius: ikr i wanna hide them in remus’s locker

Sirius: it’ll be really funny

Peter: omg lets

Sirius to the Baking Has Stopped Bless All: the oven is off

James: oh thank god

Remus: wait i was hoping he’d try doughnuts next

Remus to James: do you know if sirius has heard back from any schools yet?

James: dude i was just going to ask u that

Remus: shit

Peter sent three links to Remus: k so i know one of these is a literal dumpster but sirius basically is a dumpster

Remus: i see no difference

Peter: James liked the second one option for the apartment

Remus: oh god i’ve agreed to live with james potter and sirius black in one house

Peter: how bad could it be?

Remus to WHERE DID YOU GET THE GNOMES FROM: wtf guys

Remus: my locker

Remus: they all came falling out

James: wait

James: where did the gnomes come from

Sirius has left the group.

Peter has left the group.

James: damnit they found my stash of gnomes

Remus: ????????????

Lily to Remus: why did you have my mom’s garden gnomes in your locker?

Remus: what

Lily: the gnomes

Lily: i recognized them from the ones that went missing

Remus:this is definitely not what you think

Lily: black stole them didn’t he?

Remus: sure

Lily to Sirius: im gonna find you

James changed the group names to felons or misunderstood falcons?: i wrote lily a poem

Sirius: no no no

James: roses r red, violets r blue

James: i hate flowers but love u

Peter: i can’t tell if that was sweet or not

Sirius: u should totally give that to her

Remus: sirius no

James: im committed to the plan

Remus to Sirius: have you gotten any news from the schools you applied to?

Sirius: yeah funny story

Sirius: i sort of messed up applying

Remus: wait so you didn’t send out any applications??

Sirius: naw just messing with u

Sirius: i heard back months ago

Remus: R U KIDDING ME

Sirius: i broke u this is the best moment of all 88 years of my life.

Sirius: yeah though. haven’t opened anything yet

Remus: you mean you never opened the letters?

Sirius: yeah no i liked the suspense

Remus: jesus christ open them right now i will cut you

Sirius: cool beans i got in

Remus blocked Sirius.

James to Lily: i like u a lot

Lily: ask me out then

James: wait what

Lily: i’ve been literally waiting all year

James: jesus christ will u go out with me

Lily: yeah y not

#lily evans #james potter #sirius black #remus lupin #peter pettigrew #social media #mauraders #mauraders social media #group chat #mine #tag yourself #im sirius

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jenhoney1hunnit · 7 years

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Taste of His Lips - YugBam

Yugyeom and BamBam had shared many kisses. Each one was very different, ranging from their experience and their emotions to their thoughts and feelings. As the seven boys sat outside, each reminiscing about their pasts or telling funny stories, Yugyeom found his eyes glued to his best friend and lover, BamBam. He remembered each kiss they’d shared, every whisper of love they’d exchanged. The tips of his ears were colored in the lightest shade of pink, finding himself flustered at his focused gaze, watching BamBam’s lips as they stretched into a smile and moved to speak. He found himself getting lost within his own memories, memories of the lips which he loved.

The first kiss they’d shared had been as trainees. Yugyeom had walked into the dormroom to find BamBam sitting in his bunk, tears streaming down his cheeks and his hands balled into fists. Yugyeom had rushed over to the older boy, wrapping him in his arms and creating a sort of safety blanket with his own body. He felt the Thai boy’s hands grip his shirt, sniffling and trying to hide his face, hide the tears that refused to cease. Yugyeom sat there in silence with him, holding him close and cooing soft words in his ear, hoping to calm him at least a little bit.

When BamBam’s tears seemed to slow, Yugyeom decided to speak up, to question what had bothered the older boy so much. A shy, embarrassed smile twisted BamBam’s lips upwards, his eyes lowering. “I spoke to my mom earlier over the phone and when I hung up, I felt really homesick. I miss home, you know? What if this doesn’t work out? What if I never debut?” BamBam’s questions broke Yugyeom’s heart, making the younger boy hold him ever closer. “Home’s always there, you know? It isn’t going to go anywhere. Don’t think that way. We’re gonna debut, and you’re gonna do great, You’re great.” BamBam’s smile seemed to brighten, become more genuine and he raised his eyes to meet Yugyeom’s. His hand found its way to caress the younger boy’s cheek, fingers reaching to tuck hair behind Yugyeom’s ear. Yugyeom found himself leaning in, naturally, easily, and noticed BamBam doing the same, their eyes closing as their lips met in a tender kiss. BamBam’s lips tasted of tears that night.

The second kiss the two had shared was after they’d debuted, after Yugyeom gained the habit of pulling BamBam into his lap during videos. BamBam would straddle his thigh, allowing Yugyeom to hold him from behind, a seemingly innocent and friendly action. In reality, it was torturous, something Yugyeom had learned to regret doing each time. While BamBam would talk, he would shift around intentionally, grinding lightly against Yugyeom’s pelvis. To the camera, it looked as if BamBam was trying to make himself comfortable, something he had to have practiced in a mirror, if Yugyeom’s thoughts were correct. This shifting would become slow grinding when the camera would focus on another member’s face, BamBam moving slowly, carefully, watching the camera like a hawk.

When the recordings were over, Yugyeom grabbed BamBam and dragged him to the restroom, calling an innocent, “We have to use the restroom” over his shoulder before shoving the older into the small room and locking the door. This kiss was eager, heated. It was wet and loud and it slowly degraded into teeth clashing and tongues swirling. Their hands explored shamelessly, reaching down pants and up shirts, groping and touching everything possible. A loud knock on the door startled them, followed by Jackson’s playful voice. “Alright kids, playtime’s over!” As the two untangled their mess of limbs and straightened their clothing, Yugyeom noted that BamBam tasted like bubblegum.

Their third kiss, one of Yugyeom’s favorites, happened at sunset. They’d sat outside in a desolate but beautiful field, laid out on a goofy blanket BamBam had insisted on bringing. Yugyeom laughed at the older boy’s enthusiasm in the blanket, shaking his head in mock disappointment before inevitably agreeing. The two laid on the blanket, legs tangled and fingers interlaced as they stared up at the setting sun, casting an orange and pink glow on the two boys. BamBam’s head rested comfortably on Yugyeom’s chest, his eyes staring at the sky with a sparkling curiosity. Yugyeom’s eyes were not on the sun, however, instead choosing to watch the Thai native, watching each emotion shift his features. “Hey, Yugyeommie,” BamBam said suddenly, his voice soft, almost dreamlike, “can we come here again? For like, an anniversary or something. Just... I wanna come back here. With you.” Yugyeom couldn’t stop the shameless grin from stretching across his lips, his eyes sparkling as the older looked at him. “Yeah. Yeah, I’d really like that. I would really like that.” BamBam smiled gently at Yugyeom, a tender smile filled with promises and love and every emotion Yugyeom could think of. The two leaned in, their lips meeting in a gentle, barely there kiss, merely feeling the other’s presence, the other’s love. Yugyeom remembered that BamBam tasted like strawberry.

A sudden weight on Yugyeom’s thighs shook him from his memories, making him look up to his boyfriend. “Yugyeommie, you okay? You were spacing out. You wanna go to bed?” Yugyeom shook his head, finally focusing enough to realize that Mark, Jinyoung, and Youngjae had already retreated to their rooms. Only Jaebum and Jackson remained, Jaebum’s fingers laced tiredly with Jackson’s as the fencer watched them. “What time is it?” BamBam let out a laugh at Yugyeom’s question, grabbing his phone and holding it near Yugyeom, showing that it was well passed midnight. He looked up again, seeing Jaebum’s eyes barely open, his body only upright because of Jackson. “Actually, yeah. Yeah, I wanna go to bed,” he said softly, more concerned about Jaebum getting into bed and sleeping. At these words, Jackson stood up and wrapped his arm around Jaebum’s waist. “Night, kids, hyung really needs sleep, as you can tell. He wanted to wait for you two to get tired,” Jackson chuckled at his words, bringing his lips to Jaebum’s cheek before helping him inside and to their room.

Before Yugyeom could stand, BamBam gripped his hand and pressed his weight onto the younger boy. “Hey, Yugyeommie, what were you thinking about?” Yugyeom felt the tips of his ears tint red with embarrassment, his eyes moving to look up at the starry sky. “I was thinking about you. About your lips,” Yugyeom spoke quietly, his words speeding into nonsense in hopes that BamBam wouldn’t catch the last part. The smile tugging at plump lips told otherwise, BamBam having known the boy long enough to watch his lips carefully to distinguish his words when he was flustered. “What about my lips?” He asked, innocent and truly curious. “About how they feel, how they taste, and how we’ve kissed...” BamBam hadn’t expected this answer, feeling his own face flush with happiness and embarrassment.

BamBam stood up, allowing Yugyeom to follow after. He took the younger’s hand, standing over beside the balcony and looking up at the moon. “I really love you, Yugyeommie,” his voice was loving, gentle. Yugyeom stood behind him, wrapping an arm around his shoulders and holding the smaller boy’s body flesh against his own. “I love you too, Bammie,” he murmured into the crook of his neck, his eyes closed peacefully. BamBam turned carefully, his hands reaching to caress Yugyeom’s cheeks as he pulled him into a kiss. Tender, slow, and filled with more love than their words could ever convey.

That night, Yugyeom tasted a mixture of himself and BamBam from the older boy’s lips.

#yugbam #got7 #got7 fanfic #bamgyeom

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