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delicrieux · 3 years

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☆ﾐ 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚢 "𝚘𝚑"

PART 8: CAT BOYS

... it’s late into the night and y/n is streaming with one of her new friends, sykkuno. running on caffeine and redbull is apparently not enough because she falls asleep on his shoulder 45 minutes into their cyberpunk gameplay. at that exact moment, twitter goes up in flames.

─── corpse husband x reader, sykkuno x reader (because i was threatened by thirsty anons) ─── soc. media + written fiction! ─── word count: 1.8k author’s note: here it is...what yall been asking for. literally had to add a new part for this but i loved this idea sm i couldnt just nOT NOT do it. i tried writing this with the same energy as the smau lmao so expect chaos as always. hope you enjoy it and as always lmk what u think! hopefully yall wont go too feral, but tbh thats prolly too much to ask for xx EDIT: srr for the fucky format tumbler dot com is being lame

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Such a back and forth continues for the better part of the day as you get ready. Corpse only whines a bit when you forget to text him back - you are packing, and your prestigious cat ears you bought from Amazon for 10$ deserve exquisite care - which only fuels your seemingly bottomless hunger for mischief, leading to you sneakily ignoring him more. When your phone lights up with a message, you giggle, giddy with excitement. Your laughter only gets louder and more erratic, to the point where Rae had busted down your door and threw her Hello Kitty plush at you - one you’d gotten her, mind you! - and told you to just “Shut the fuck up!”

Ungrateful. You know not everyone can appreciate your sense of humor, or stand your hyena like cackle, but that was uncalled for and you told her as much. Noting the mess your room is in (more than usual, that’s for certain), she leans onto the door frame, crossing her arms over her chest, pretty brown eyes twinkling curiously, “Where you off to?”

“So I had this idea-” You start, but are promptly shut down with a raise of her palm.

“Already know it’s a bad one.”

Insulted, and hurt, you clutch your heart. As if she had not mocked you enough today, “Rae...The hell, that’s so mean...” You mutter, face scrunching into a soft frown, “I only wanted to tell you what me and Syk thought of.”

“Oh?” Intrigued, she raises a brow, “Continue.”

“Gee, thanks for letting me this time.” You mumble, rolling your eyes, “So. We thought we’d stream together. The catch? In the same room! We’ll be playing Cyberpunk. Gotta cash in while the hype is still up.” You add, making her snort, “And, ya know, the whole cat boy business...We’ll be wearing matching cat ears. Admit it, I’m a genius.”

She’s quiet for a moment, mulling over your words; you can practically see the gears in her head turning. She glances around the room, then briefly at you, strangely apprehensive. “You sure that’s a good idea?”

Well, that is definitely not what you expected her to say. You figured it’d be more along the lines of you’d be one ugly cat. “Huh?” Is all you manage to stutter, “What do you mean?”

She gives you a look, one all people give when something is so plainly obvious, “Y/n. You do know the stans will go wild, right? And you do remember our conversation involving Corp-”

“Nope!” You exclaim cheerily with a bright smile to match. You don’t want to think about that. The relationship between you and Corpse is strictly platonic, and besides, seeing Twitter loosing their shit is always funny, and you never miss an opportunity to mess with your fans. Sykkuno is also a good friend, albeit a new one. This supposed flirting from Corpse’s end Rae deduced was nothing more than her projecting her feelings onto the situation. She always liked shoujo anime and was probably thinking one was happening right in front of her. Not a chance. Corpse was just being a friendly crackhead. Your energies mesh beautifully.

Like, beautifully in a strictly friend way. Absolutely nothing more than that.

She gives up, naturally, arguing with a wall would be more productive than arguing with you. You’re such a (Zodiac sign).

“Well,” She mumbles, ticking her head to the side, leaning off of the door frame and turning to leave, “Don’t say I didn’t tell you so.”

Your grin melts as soon as she leaves. Glancing at your bag, you shove your last necessities in with newfound hesitance.

Nothing bad will happen, right?

...Right?

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It is well past the generally set “appropriate” time to hang out, but since quarantine, what is appropriate anymore anyway? You’ve never been in Sykkuno’s apartment, but now that you’re here it’s...strangely him. Every corner seems tailored to his specific requirements. It’s cozy, and pleasantly warm - it’s a bit chilly in LA, as surprising as that is.

He’s even shyer than you remember him being. And a whole lot more awkward, but in an endearing way, a way that makes you want to laugh and try to reassure him that it’s just you and he has nothing to worry about. While you hung out only once, the history you share is rich and tender. From him following you on Twitter and subsequently prematurely ending your stream, to kidnapping a stray cat affectionately named Juan. His long lost brother, Juan (no the Second, just Juan), lives in your Minecraft server.

His stream room is sadly bare. There’s an appalling lack of merch or fairy lights. Not even led-lights. It’s a good thing you brought your own. As you try to decided which color would be best - his signature lime green, reminiscent of his adorable Among Us astronaut, or, perhaps, mischievous violet? - he boots the game and tweets out a quick “streaming with y/n in ten mins! come one come all!”

“You should probably tell your fans, too.” He mumbles, looking somewhere above your shoulder. You settle with cherry blossom pink. Glancing at him, you shrug.

“Ah, do it for me, please?”

“Oh!” He hiccups, “Uhm, I wouldn’t want to pry and I don’t know your password and-”

“It doesn’t have a password.” You had removed it, knowing something like this would happen. Bless your foresight, you did not want him to know it was demonspiitinmymouth. Before he could protest further, you rush to the nearest mirror to put on your cat ears and make sure they aren’t crooked. You look absolutely adorable. The cat boys in your dms will go feral. Hell, you might just go feral looking at yourself! Sykkuno is not ready. No one is. This will be a stream to remember.

When you return (with flourish of course), he’s anxiously fidgeting by his computer, his own little cat ears, one’s he wore for the Halloween stream, peaking out from his silky brown hair. You have to suppress a squeal. When he catches you gaze he gives the kindest, sweetest little smile.

“They, uh--” He points at you, then decides it’s rude to point, bringing his hand back to his lap, then clutching his mouse, lastly releasing a sound stuck between a chuckle and a wheeze, “suit you, uhm, a lot!” He finishes with a resolute nod, quickly spinning in his chair and away from you.

This is the reaction you desired. All is going according to plan. Is this what God feels like? If not, then you pity her. She’s missing out.

Taking a seat next to him - he had been gracious enough to haul you a spare chair from the kitchen - you draw closer, and he, instinctively, shrinks away with another nervous chuckle.

“You have, uhm... I-I didn’t look!” He quickly chimes. You raise a brow, “Uhm, unopened messages? From Corpse? He texted you when I was tweeting! I didn’t mean to look, I’m sorry-”

Instantly, you recall the famous vine with the scandalous “daddy chill” line, though refrain from saying it aloud. You love havoc, but you’re not evil (Rae would ardently disagree with you, though). Instead, you just shrug, “’S fine, don’t worry. I’ll text him back later. Let’s start?”

He nods, but doesn’t look at you. Granted, you don’t think he glanced at you even once since you returned, “...Okay. Ready?”

“Ready!”

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You’re much too immersed into the game and Sykkuno’s twitch chat to even check what’s happening on Twitter, but your estimated guess is that everyone’s going crazy. The stream chat is unruly as well, but missing the signature Twitter spark. Most of the chaos is bravely lead by your fans. Sykkuno’s, much like the man himself, are too nice to scream so unabashedly.

Perhaps you excitement had been a bit too taxing, perhaps drinking 5 coffees and 2 energy drinks today and not enough water are to blame for the sudden drowsiness you’re feeling, but you can’t focus on the swimming chat or the abundance of cut-scenes at the starting point of the game. You steadily draw nearer and he, more composed in front of his audience, doesn’t react. About ten more minutes of hoovering by his shoulder and muttering soft commentary, and you feel yourself slipping.

The last coherent thought you have is a few choice words directed at caffeine itself for having the opposite effect of you at the worst time possible.

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You float in oblivion for perhaps ten minutes at best. Once you awake with a startle, you shower Sykkuno in shy apologies and he quickly reassures you that it’s fine and that he didn’t mind at all!

“Though,” He adds after a thoughtful pause, “not sure if it was very, uh, comfortable?”

His stream chat spams uwu and variations of similar kind. The stream continues for a few more hours before the both of you wish everyone a good night.

While you planned on wreaking absolute havoc, this sudden falling asleep was unexpected. You pondered the consequences of such an innocent, unplanned act whilst ubering home, fearing to check your phone which by now was blowing up with not only Twitter notifications but also Rae’s angry messages that vaguely read “what the fuck y/n”. Within the past two hours she had left 57 messages on all platforms collectively, including 7 calls.

Corpse’s last text was over three hours ago.

Now that’s strange. Worry festers quickly. Briefly glancing at your surroundings - the pretty glimmer of passing street lights, neon signs, familiar buildings - you decide that it’s time to check what kind of nuclear explosion you’ve caused.

Your heart drops to the bottom of your stomach as you scroll past the hundreds of tweets and mentions. Scan through Rae’s messages.

You had failed to prepare ahead. Every explosion of such kind is followed by nuclear winter. And Corpse’s lack of messages feels especially cold.

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Not you smiling like a fucking idiot reading his last message! You shrink into the backseat, afraid the driver will accidentally look into the rear-view mirror and see you a bit too happy before asking questions. Good news? Yeah, but it’s not like it’s his any beeswax! In the words of Rihanna, just shut up and drive.

This argument had not yet happened, but you’re preparing, just in case.

As you think up of potential scenarios, your eyes drill into Corpse’s goodnight text. You’ve looked at it enough. Time to turn the phone screen off. Leave the app, at the very least. When the screen dims you instantly press on it to wake it up. This is embarrassing. Maybe the deadly amount of caffeine really did mess you up, big time. Your heart races in your chest, painfully almost. You feel a bit sick. Worst of all, you can’t stop smiling.

A notification from Rae makes you snap out of it. Ah, one more demon to deal with.

However, before you talk to her, you really need to tell Twitter that you’re not with Sykkuno. And apologize to Sykkuno as well.

At least Corpse doesn’t hate you.

Fucking hell, just exit the chat you idiot!

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more tags are in the comments bcs tumblr only allows me to tag 50 people max 💙

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thekingofwinterblog · 3 years

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It’s all for his sake - Endeavor and the Sunk Cost Fallacy

My hero academia 301 is a pretty interesting chapter, but for me, the most notable piece of it was how Endeavour reacted to the realization that Touya couldnt surpass All Might.

upon realizing that his son might not be able to do it because of inborn physical limitations, he immediatly stopped his training, which frankly was the responsible and adult thing to do.

This stint of real parenthood did not last long however.

After taking the matter to a doctor, he is flat out told that not only cant Touya achive what endeavor wants, but it is a direct result of his incredibly selfish and irresponsible attempt to play god, by trying to breed the “perfect” hero into being.

It is how you react when you lose however, that shows who you really are, and endeavor illustrates that very, very well.

Upon being told in no uncertain terms that his attempts at Breeding an heir failed magnificently, producing a child that was not capable of resisting his own immense power, but also admonished by his doctor for even attempting it, and adviced not to try again, Endeavor instead doubled down, while focusing on the child he screwed over from the start with his attempt at genetic manipulation.

It was all for him you see. Endeavor doesnt use those words, but that is how he spins it here. it was all for Touya, all for his sake. if i stop now, then Touya was all for nothing, a mistake, im doing this for my son.

if im doing this for my son, then im not responsible for any of this.

his wife however, calls him out on it, as she understands Touya much, much more than endeavor does. or rather, she sees him fully as a human being, instead of as a thing, a weapon, a failed attempt at an heir.

Unlike Endeavor, Rei is able to see the way this all is affecting her son. She is able to see, and understand that Touya has fully accepted what Endeavor wanted him to be. a stronger, and better version of himself. however, unlike Endeavor, she only cares about him as a person.

Endeavour by comparison isnt completely uncaring about Touya. like most abusive parents, he does possess love for his offspring, but it is forever tainted by the fact that however much he might care, or not care about Touya, any familial love he has for his son is tainted by the fact that to Endeavor, he is a failed experiment, a failed heir, not his child.

He is the golden child that Endeavor was building up as his true and only heir, who he breed, trained, and molded to for that single purpose, and now that he’s reached a point where he cant continue that legacy.

so, its time to abandon him, and start over new, despite literarily having just learned how stupid this plan was, and that it can, in fact, go completely wrong, with a quirk that will fuck over the person he brings into the world.

Of course, Endeavor doesnt use those words to frame it. there is no way to pretend to be a hero, if you phrase it like that after all. Intead, this is the words he uses.

this is a very important series of panels for a great number of reasons, some that can be debated, argued, and we will probably never know the full truth to the questions because this is a series published in 2020′s shonen jump, and there are things that probably wasnt gonna fly with Hori’s editors, if it was the case.

but lets start with what can not be debated. Endeavor’s words here.

“If we want him to give it up, then we have no choice... Touya... Cant surpass him.”

These are very telling words, and however you believe The third and fourth children of the Todoroki family was concieved, there is not denying the meaning of what he’s saying here.

The only way that my son will stop being an idiot and fall into line, is if we have another baby. that is the only Right way to move forward. it is morally right, because if we dont do this, then he’s going to destroy himself.

there are two ways to interpret this scene.

The charitable way is to read it as the fact that he used Rei’s oldest son’s mental state as a justification of guilting his wife to have a third child, to give this attempt at a superpowered breeding project another shot, despite the fact that they now know that this can lead to a child who is essentially born crippled from his own powers, and despite the fact that Rei obviously understands the effect of them continuing this insanity will have on their oldest son.

the uncharitable way to look at it, is that he used this as justification for flat out raping her, and forcing a third, and then later a fourth child on her.

I personally believe the last one, given a number of factors shown in this chapter(the way this page is framed, the fact Rei obviously didnt want a third child, given she predicted exactly how touya would react, the way her eyes would latet turn when she looks at who is presumably touya which really brings to mind how she would later react to her youngest son’s face after her mental breakdown, etc.), but i’ll frankly admitt that withouth a direct quote from Hori, its impossible to know for sure one way or another.

either way however, this is a very good example of Endeavor both being influenced by, and using Sunk Cost Fallacy to justify bringing another potentially crippled child into the world for his own, selfish goals.

sunk cost Fallacy, is a mental reaction to when you invest more time and resources into a project, that you becomes so emotionally invested into said project that you will continue to invest into it, even if it reaches a point that it becomes clear that the resources you put into it, far, far outweighs the potential gains you can achieve.

because if you give up after having invested years, and years of effort to breed, raise, and train a kid, and then all that effort was absolutely wasted. hence he choose to keep going, despite having learned what a terrible idea this is.

He doesnt care about the fact that his next child might be even more crippled than his firstborn, he doesnt care about his son’s actual wellbeing. he cares about the fact that if he doesnt continue this insanity, then not only will he not achieve his dreams, but everything he did to get to this point was for absolutely nothing.

and endeavor cannot accept that. and so long as he can justify breeding more children into the world, and there being any chance they might inherit both quirks perfectly, he doesnt care about anything else.

and the moment he realised that this kid wasnt gonna cut it either, he did it again. it is not a coincidence, that the age gap between Endeavor’s second, third, and fourth children were all 3-4 years apart. because thats the age where you can usually tell when a quirk will manifest or not, as established earlier in the series.

While she isnt brought up directly by Endeavor as a justification, it is very telling that Endeavor decided on having a third child, only after his second child was old enough that he could tell that that there was no chance she could take the place as his heir instead.

So, he had his third child, and as time passed and it became obvious that he wasn’t gonna be able to fulfill Endeavor’s goals either, he dumped him, and instead breed a fourth child into existence.

and finally, he struck gold. he did it. he produced Shoto.

everything was finally worth it, and now, everything would be absolutely fine. the cost fallacy had reached its end, and it was now all full sails ahead.

except of course it wasnt.

His oldest son, now in middle school, had been raised from birth to believe he would surpass his father, only to be thrown away, and getting to see his father try to replace him, not once, but twice.

frankly, this scene is probably my favorite in the chapter, because it goes to show Endeavor’s mindset. Natsuo made a point that their father completely ignored his older children. and he did... from Natsuo’s perspective. however, having a more thourough picture of things, we can clearly see that this wasnt the case with Touya.

Endeavor genuinly cared for Touya, enough that once he got that child he tried to breed into existence 4 times, he genuinly wanted him to just abandon trying to be a hero. he genuinly thinks of himself as a good dad here, wanting his son to abandon the mission he set out for him before he was born. of course, with context, this heartwarming scene is incredibly sad and insidious, because we understand why Endeavor got so attached to his oldest child. because he WAS the golden child. he was the child Endeavor genuinly cared about, and invested in, and trained personally with great warmth and enthusiasm.

And not only did he abandon him as a failed project the moment he realized he wasnt gonna live up to his ridiculous standards, but he literarily created 2 more kids to try and replace him, just as his oldest son was old enough to understand what exactly his dad was doing. over the course of this chapter, we get to see Touya’s start as a 5-8 year old, his deteriorating mental state over the years, until he finally seemed to reach the breaking point with Shoto’s birth sometime in his middle school years 12-15.

Endeavor is in this scene, just not capable of understanding why Touya so desperately wants to become a hero, when obviously he isnt physically able to do so. he isnt able to understand that he is 100% to blame for the fact that his son is having a full emotional breakdown after literaly being replaced by his siblings.

In other words, Endeavor genuinly think’s he’s a good person. a person who has made a few mistakes along the way sure, but a person who was always justified in the end, and now that he’s having to face the fact that as dabi would later say “The past never dies” and has to face the aftermath of his inane attempt to play god for the pettiest of reasons, things simply arent going to work out.

He isnt going to have a happy family, who can now put the awful early years behind them, he put way too much effort, caused too much suffering and sacrificed too many years of his life for this not to work out as he wants.

after all, if he walks away from this project now, and lets Shoto have a normal childhood, and decide for himself, with no pressure from him, wheter or not to become a hero, then the sunk cost fallacy will have reached a negative end. it will all have been for nothing.

and we know he did eventually double down on this mentality, literarily beating into Shoto that he WAS going to become a hero, and there was not but’s or no’s about it.

there was no way that Endeavor was EVER going to let things be for nothing. His treatment of his older children could not be for nothing. His treatment of his wife could not be for nothing. His treatment of Shoto, and the way he beat him black and blue to train him, could not be for nothing.

Because if it all was for nothing, if everything he feels guilty about was for absolutely nothing, then he was in fact, a bad, bad person, who had no justification for anything he ever did.

#my hero academia #touya todoroki #dabi #endeavor #endeavour #enji todoroki #rei todoroki #character study #301 #meta

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melody-of-lost-souls · 3 years

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What is your opinion about Sasuke saw a shadow of his family in Team 7?

I mean, yes, he genuinely cared about everyone. He considered both of his team mates as his precious comrades. He even listened to Kakashi and calmed down a bit, after his fight with Naruto on the Hospital Rooftop. Kakashi even passed him an all important Jutsu called Chidori which he used till the very end.

No matter what, he considered everyone as his family. How come Sasuke could easily sever his ties with Sakura and Kakashi??

Hi! Thanks for the ask ♥

I think you answered your own question right there. "A shadow of his own family"

Yes, he cared somehow about all of them and we all know how this affected him, with the -logical- thought that Bonds will make him weaker.

-From here this is my interpretation about Sasuke's insight and perception towards his Family.-

How could he easily sever his ties with Sakura and Kakashi? Yet with Naruto he couldnt.

I think we should look back at how Sasuke saw his own family back then.

We know that the person Sasuke loves/ed the most is Itachi -and Naruto- and this Love, and addmiration, but also certain resentment that after the tragical events turned into a burning Hate, werent born because of one day to another. Sasuke loved his family of course he did, but the person who played a big role in his life such as Motherly-Fatherly- and Big Brother roles was just Itachi.

Itachi took in charge Sasuke's breeding, while yes Mikoto did her role as mother while providing food, comfort, adn etc; Itachi also did this, he helped him to walk, play, feed, and a big etc, and also he played the role of teaching him the limits, when wasnt the time to play, to train, when his work was first, when he did the forehead poke, putting distance, but also embraising and stoof for him when time needed.

So Itachi's figure was the most important influence for Sasuke; that's why when the massacre happens, what hurted the most for him was Itachi's betrayal, with the posterior Sharingan evolving due to the lost love that turned into Hatred. I'm not saying that he didnt suffer the death of his parents, of course he did and he longed them, them as a whole; nonetheless, the fact that his most beloved person decided to kill other persons he also loved, was the architect for the sasuke we know.

What kept him alive the most was the desire of revenge, to consolidate that Love he once felt -and stil feel- for the person he must and should hate.

As we see then , Itachi represented a lot of roles in Sasuke's life, and somehow Sasuke found certain parallelism with Itachi in Naruto, as he confessed in Vote2, he felt the urge of becoming better, to walk to this person's side, to get stronger so he can be a proper equal. This doesnt mean Sasuke saw Naruto as his brother, but he found in Naruto what he loved in Itachi, and also the warmth of the family

What does this have to do with team 7?

Sasuke couldnt sever his bond with Itachi, same as he couldnt with Naruto. Even tho we saw Sasuke remembering his family ,all of them in a family picture, in the end the most important person-of that frame was Itachi as he -in ep 478- was ready to join Itachi's side.

So, he could sever his bonds with the rest of Team 7 say Kakashi and Sakura, because Naruto had and portrayed everything about his family, in his single self as he was "similar" to Itachi. Similar yet different.

What did Sakura and Kakashi had to offer to Sasuke? Sakura never understood him, we can not say he projected and saw in her something that resembles to Mikoto because they are in not way similar-not physical not symbolical- and with Kakashi, he was just on his own tune. Some say that Sasuke saw Kakashi as a father figure and...well no. Kakashi is not like Fugaku -his real father- not like Itachi either -the symbolic figure- // Yes Kakashi was an important person for him, as he taught him one of his signature jutsus, but he just was his master. Kakashi and Sasuke relationship wasnt like Naruto and Iruka. Let's say he was like a sort of uncle? if we want to put a "tag" for him.

Team 7 gave him the warmth that any kind of group(where you feel belonging) can provide, you can have different kind of groups in your life and consider them as a family.He cared about them of course, because he didnt want to re-live the trauma he once suffered.

But Team 7 was this, a shadow of his family, a glimpse, which at that time was enough. Nonetheless, the spark and flame that ignites team 7 was always Naruto; if you take Naruto out of team 7, and let Sasuke, Sakura and Kakashi to interact together...Well i really wonder if sasuke's perception about them will be the same, as a family...

Do you think Sasuke would be really glad, and relief if the team were just the 3 of them? Maybe yes, he would work with them but to feel the level of Bond as with Naruto? I really wonder.

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When he was with Naruto on "the other side" he was fine with it because he was with him, simple as that, or say he could join Itachi's side in heaven/other spiritual plane. Because again, those two were and are his most precious people...One is the whole concept and role of his family as he was mother, father and big brother, and the other is his other half.

What else could he need or gain from kakashi and Sakura? And i'm not saying this in a roasting way, but kakashi and SAkura are absolutely in other frequency/tune than Sasuke.

Sasuke is so ...ethereal and his ties to the world were really easy to cut because he didnt feel such attachments. So what could Kakashi, someone who just...lives (which it's okay for kakashi himself) and Sakura, someone who is very shallow and also desires physical things such as seen his dick and being his girlfriend and just that ,I dont want to understimate this kind of personal wishes, because we all have earthly-desires naruto did too, but sakura had only this to offer for him., offer him? In any case they offered the same things as Mikoto or Fugaku, wouldnt still be enough.

"We are never so defenseless against suffering, as when we love" Freud

So I think that's why he could sever his ties with them , hope it could be understood.

I first think it in spanish and then in english xD

Maybe I forgot some things to add, if that's so then i will add them later if they come to my mind

#sasunaru #narusasu #naruto #sasuke

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stupidlyintokpop · 3 years

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Taekook

hai! I’m lia and I’m kinda new here. English isn’t my first language so sorry if not good! —

Taehyung and Jungkook had been friends ever since they were little. This relationship had lasted so long, they were more than just friends. They were best friends. Little did Jungkook know that Taehyung had a huge crush on him. But it was so hard to confess his feelings for some reason, so he kept quiet. He would also get jealous easily if Jungkook was around girls at school. He didnt want some girl to take him away from Taehyung.

Jungkook was in love with Taehyung as far as he could remember, always caring for younger and looking after him. His heart was always beating faster and squeezing so tightly every time they were around each other. That day boy decided he was sick and tired of focusing on his hard feelings for his classmate. As Jungkook was thinking about it, he realised that so many people around him were his chances. Not to lie, he was kind of popular in their high school, and girls where chirking everytime when he did something on PE classes, even only breath. He decided to finally use it, hoping it could help him somehow and get his mind away from his friend. “Hi, Taehyung!” Jungkook said with bright, bunny smile, waving in the other's way. It was break after their first lesson, when they finally had an opportunity to talk. “You won't believe it. Today I have a date with Jisoo!” words of excitement where escaping his mouth, even though deeply inside him, he didn't feel it at all. Taehyung felt something crush inside him. His heart sank from hearing those words. But he covered that disappointment with a smile. “That’s so nice Jungkook!” Taehyung replied happily. But that happiness was fake. He felt heartbroken. “Well I have to get to class so I’ll see you later. Bye Jungkook!” Taehyung exclaimed, waving at Jungkook’s direction. Jungkook scrunched his eyebrows, but slowly nodded with head. “Yeah, sure. Bye, Tae...” He said quietly, not really getting what have just happened. The rest of the classes were similar. They didn't have real occasions to talk and when it finally seemed to be coming, Taehyung had to go somewhere all of sudden. Jungkook didn't understand a bit. He thought about asking Taehyung to meet him in the school courtyard and have a talk after classes, but the lucky strike was made for him at biology class, when their teacher introduced to them a project. They got to do it in pair for the next day, just as they were sitting, so there was no way Taehyung wouldn't talk to Jungkook. “My date with Jisoo is at nine pm so I think it's enough time for us, yeah?” he whispered, facing Taehyung. Taehyung pretended to not hear Jungkook. Instead, he continued to listen to the teacher. Taehyung didn’t even take a glance at Jungkook. He was pretty dang jealous. And he was almost tempted to make Jungkook jealous. Should he say that he has a date with Lisa? Taehyung was carefully thinking this over. It hurt enough to ignore Jungkook like this, but he was afraid that if he said that, Jungkook would ignore him. He was fidgeting with his silk shirt. “This is so hard..” Taehyung said in his head. Jungkook waited for response but then huffed quietly, when it didn't even seemed for Taehyung to hear his word. “Taehyung, I swear to God, talk to me.” he hissed through his teeth. That moment Jungkook was happy they were sitting at the last desk. Boy reached his hand to other's side and pinched it, trying to get his attention. “What got into you, huh? Why are you mad at me?” Taehyung flinched from the side pinch and covered his mouth to stop himself from making aloud noise. However, Taehyung still continued to ignore Jungkook. Although he was doing well, Jungkook probably knew that Taehyung was ticklish now. “Crap-“ He thought. This could be a while. Jungkook couldn't stop himself from smiling, when the other boy hid half of his face behind his hand. Although he wanted to continue the teasing and finally receive the attention he wanted, the loud ringing of school bell stopped Jungkook from doing anything. He stood up and packed everything into black backpack, which after a second rested on his shoulders.

“We need to do this project, mister ignorant, so let's go to my home, hm? Oh, wait, I forgot you're mad at me for who knows what.” Jungkook said with a bit of hearable sorrow in his voice. Taehyung closed his locker and quietly followed Jungkook. After about half an hour, the two of them got to Jungkook’s home. Taehyung walked inside without saying a word. “I hate this so much..” Taehyung said inside his head. He sat down and waited for Jungkook. He heard the hint of hurt in Jungkook’s voice at school and felt bad. He wanted to talk to Jungkook so badly. Jungkook sighed, when Taehyung didn't say a single word to him, even when they came to his home. Maybe he shouldn't have push another one so much? Maybe he should just wait for Taehyung to say something? After grabbing some juice and snacks from the kitchen, Jungkook went to his room, where Taehyung was waiting. Jungkook's room could be described as typical's teen room. Huge, messy bed, posters of singers and comic superheros all over the walls and clothes laying in a messy way on the chair. Just as usual. “Okay, Taehyung, it's not funny anymore. Will you tell me what's the heck going on?” he asked calmly, though you could hear some frustration ripping through the coolness. Taehyung couldnt hold it in anymore and sighed. “Look..I was kinda hurt that you said you had a date with Jisoo...that’s why I started ignoring you..I-I like you Jungkook and I don’t want anyone to take you away from me..” He confessed and fidgeted with his fingers. That was pretty hard for him to confess all that. Jungkook gasped quietly and looked at Taehyung. It took him a while to understand what other boy just said but all of sudden it hit him hard, like some bus or train. Boy in two quick steps got himself closer to Taehyung, then tilted and gently pecked his lips. “Wait, it's not a joke, right? You're not joking, Taehyung?” He asked, lightly shaking with his head when he got a bit away, like he was unsure what was really happening. “What the heck, Tae, did you really think I like Jisoo? I like you, not Jisoo, you dumbass! All this time I...” Jungkook couldn't even find exact words which could truly describe what he felt. He looked at boy again and after a while sat next to him and faced. “No one will ever take me away from you, Tae...” Taehyung couldn’t believe what he was hearing either. It felt like a complete miracle. He pecked Jungkook’s lips as well. “It’s no joke Jungkook. I really really really like you. A lot.” Taehyung admitted and hugged Jungkook. He couldn’t believe that his wish was actually coming true. He wanted to jump for joy right now. Jungkook gasped again and then smiled, shaking his head. “I can't believe you were ignoring me the whole day because you were jealous of Jisoo, come on!” he exclaimed, but couldn't the happiness spreading a nice, warm feeling in his heart. Then, all of sudden, Jungkook sat on other's hips, his long, blond hair slightly covering his eyes. “You better never do it, I hate you for this!” Jungkook half joked but then squeezed Taehyung's sides through his soft hoodie with both of his hands, gently digging his fingers in. Taehyung was caught off guard by Jungkook sitting on his hips. But that confusion quickly turned to laughter when Jungkook started squeezing his sides. “Nhahah kohohokie wait-! Ihihim sorry!” Taehyung giggled, squirming slightly from the tingly sensation. “No way, now I'm mad at you and can't hear you!” Jungkook laughed, his fingers quickly dancing up to Taehyung's ribs. It was easy for Jungkook to feel them under his fingers, as the other one was really skinny. Jungkook was always admiring his body. They had fast foods all the time and Taehyung wasn't really working out as often as Jungkook, and still, his body was really beautiful. Small, pretty waist, but curved hips and perfect thighs. “You really got on my nerves today, you know?” Jungkook huffed with smirk, rapidly vibrating with his fingers on other boy's each rib. Taehyung let out a loud shriek as his ribs were attacked. They were pretty darn sensitive.

“KOHOHOKIE NOHO PLEAHAHAHASE!” He pleaded for Jungkook to stop. Even though Taehyung couldn’t stop laughing, he kinda secretly liked it. The feeling of blissful laughter filled him with joy. Jungkook couldn't stop laughing at the sight below him. Giggling, squealing and squirming like a fish Taehyung was really somehow making him happy. “Aww, you're so cute, little Taetae!” He said, moving his hands lower. They got under other's hoodie, nails immediately scribbling rapidly as spiders on the soft tummy, sometimes moving lower, onto the sides. “Tickle tickle tickle~! What are you asking for, Tae? Do you want me to stop? But stop what?” Jungkook asked playfully, trying to tease Taehyung a little. Taehyung knew exactly what he wanted to stop. But it was too hard to say it for some reason. A blush also formed on his cheeks from Jungkook’s teasing. “IHI CAHAHANT SAHAHAHAY IHIHIT!” Taehyung admitted, still squirming around wildly like a fish. Jungkook tilted his head to the side, looking at Taehyung's blushed face, framed by brown, messy hair. His fingers slowed down, tips gently tracing skin on his ribs. “Why can't you say it, Taetae? Usually, you're kinda chatty and talkative person.” Boy smiled, tone of his voice still holding the teasing pitch in it. Taehyung shook his head. He knew he was a very talkative person, but this was just hard to say for some reason. It felt embarrassing in some way to him. “I-IHITS TOHOHO EMBARASING TOHO SAHAHAHAY!” He exclaimed as he was still laughing and squirming under Jungkook’s touch.

Jungkook quietly laughed at him, getting his hands away and fixing Taehyung's sweater. “You're too cute.” He muttered. Then, boy rested his elbows on both sides of Taehyung's head, looking at him with smirk. “Come on, tell me. Or should I make you say it?” He asked then. Their noses were almost touching, when Jungkook was looking at Tae with his big doe eyes, having a bit of excited sparkle in them. Taehyung was blushing so much. He didn’t want to say it because he would have to deal with more embarrassment. But he also kind of wanted more tickles. His only other option would be a brat. Plus to Taehyung, being a brat was pretty fun. “Make me.” He simply stated, and stuck his tongue out playfully. Jungkook widened his eyes, blinking for a while. He shaked his head and smiled, lifting himself up with his hands, both next to Taehyung's head. “Make you...? Ah, seriously, I can't believe you sometimes!” He chuckled, but then put his fingers on other boy's tummy, tapping them playfully into some imagined rhythm. Jungkook would deeply lie if he said, that he wasn't enjoying that little moment of playfullness with his... yeah, exactly, who? Friend? Boyfriend? What was the thing going on between them? “Tae? Who are we?” Taehyung squeaked and then started giggling once again. He wanted to say lovers but neither of them had actually asked either our yet. “Wehehell ahahare we lohohovers nohohow?” He asked, knowing that both of them confessed their feelings for each other. Jungkook nodded his head, happy bunny smile still appearing on his face. “Would you like to be my boyfriend, Tae?” He asked and stopped the tapping for a while. Even beside all the teasing and playfullness, the blond hair boy was serious about the happening moment. All he wanted to do though, was cuddle Taehyung and squeeze him really tightly against his warm chest and arms. Taehyung was so ready for this. Him and Jungkook were actually having dreams come true. He smiled and said: “Yes Jungkook, I will. And I’m all yours too.” Taehyung hugged Jungkook and rested his chin on Jungkook’s shoulder. Jungkook smiled, burring his face into another one's soft neck. “Thanks.” He murmured with amusement. “I really like you Tae... Okay, anyway!” He exclaimed and all of sudden quickly digged his fingers in Taehyung's ribs, with wide smile and laughter. Boy was rapidly spidering his fingers down from his hips to upper ribs, sometimes squeezing his sking, changing the tactics and laughing, amused because of Taehyung's reactions. Taehyung shrieked from the sudden attack he didn’t expect it at all. Not one bit. Him and Jungkook just had a moment of romance. But then it escalated into Taehyung breaking into a fit of laughter again. “K-KOHOHOKIE NOHOHOHO!!” “Nohohoho? What does it mean, I haven't heard it before, baby!” Jungkook laughed with proud smile. Although saying the petname made his ears and nose blush a bit. Suddenly Jungkook gently grabbed Taehyung's wrists by one hand and put them above his head. “Is it okay?” Blond hair boy asked with honest voice, but the smirked. “Or can you manage doing it by yourself?” “I-I think I can handle it.” Taehyung said with a little confidence. He wasn’t actually sure honestly. But he felt like he could handle his arms above his head. And he wanted Jungkook to have more fun with Taehyung. Jungkook spat with laughter a bit. “You sure?” He ironically asked with smirk, looking into Taehyung's eyes. He bent his fingers, moving them in teasing way and getting closer to Taehyung's armpits in slow motion. It was getting as slower as closer, and then for a while stopped, couple of millimeters in front of his skin, before Jungkook nails met the soft skin in fast scribble. Taehyung giggled from anticipation as Jungkook’s hands slowly went towards his armpits. His nervousness but excitedness grew more and more. When Jungkook’s hands touched Taehyung’s armpits, he let out a loud shriek and his loud laughter became more loud and booming. “YAHAHAHHAH IHIHHIT T-TIHIHIHICKLES SOHO MUHUHUCH!!” “Now hold them up! Hold them!” Jungkook

laughed, characteristically scrunching his nose. “Oh my gosh, you're such a sensitive little tiger!” He said, melting while looking at Taehyung and quickly spidering with fingers on his ticklish hollow. “Coochie coochie coo, little tiger~!” He teased with a little of baby voice. Taehyung’s blush became darker. Much like a tomato. He became so flustered from Jungkook’s teasing. In secret though, he loved it. And he tried his hardest to keep his arms up. “IHIHIM TRYIHIHING!” All of sudden Jungkook tilted his head and began pepper his face and neck with quick pecks and kisses, still tickling his hollows with fast fingers dancing on the skin. Sometimes he trembled his thumbs on upper ribs, just on the pits. “Does it tickle, Tae? I bet it does. Though, I bet you like this a lot too~...” Jungkook mumbled under his breath, close to Taehyung's ear. “Am I right, little ticklish tiger? You love it, right?” Jungkook was 1000% right. Taehyung just loved this a lot. And he didn’t want it to stop at all. It was pretty hard to admit though. But eventually he had to break. At some point. But he just decided to confess it now so he could get it done and over with. “YEHEHHEHES IHIHI DOHHO LOHOHOVE IHIHIT!” Taehyung spat out, while blushing more than he did before. Jungkook stopped suddenly, looking at him with head tilted to the side like a puppy. “Seriously? You never told me something like that.” He said with curiosity, suddenly making a quick scratch with one finger on the skin of his armpit. “You're cute though. Thanks for telling me now. I will use it more often.” Jungkook added and winked at another boy with smirk, getting off of his lap. “Okay, we need to do a project. Although I wouldn't mind some cuddles.” He said and acted a sad face by turning his lips into turned hourseshoe. Taehyung fell for Jungkook’s cute charms and smiled. “If you wanna cuddle, then let’s cuddle!” He exclaimed happily. “We can do the project later.” Taehyung pecked Jungkook’s cheek and opened his arms for Jungkook lovingly so they could cuddle. Jungkook immediately smiled, fixing his long, blond hair by putting them back, behind his ears. “Aish, you're so sweet... oh my God, my boyfriend is so sweet...” He bumbled, throwing himself into other's arms. “Boyfriends-bestfriends. It sounds so cool.” Jungkook added, burring his cheek into other's tummy and closing his eyes. “Tae? Since when do you know you like it? And you know... You like it simply or is it a... you know, kink or something?” Taehyung lost his words for a moment. He had been tickled by his parents ever since he was a little kid. It wasn’t in a kinky way so nothing sexual. He just liked it for some reason. “Well..I kinda like the feeling. And I l-like just getting to laugh so much like that. I don’t have to worry about anything.” “Hm...” Jungkook hummed, wrapping his arms around Taehyung more tightly. “It makes some sense if you ask me. Just... Some people hate the feeling actually. So, it's interesting that you like it. It isn't something bad or embarassing though, I guess. I mean, I don't really know it myself, no one ever really tickled me. But looking at you it has to be kinda wild.” He joked, laughing. “You squirm like a fish. And squeal. It's cute.” Taehyung blushed from Jungkook’s praising. But then that flustering feeling quickly turned into a smirk. “So you don’t know if you’re ticklish Jungkook? I can see if you are!” Taehyung chuckled and brang his hands over to Jungkook’s sides. He then started poking and proding at Jungkook’s sides. Even switching from poking to kneading them a few times. “Hey, wait, no!” Jungkook widened his eyes as soon as he felt it, and brought his arms tightly to his side, sitting in front of Taehyung. He didn't really know what to say, feeling a little flustered because of another one's smirk. “I don't like that look on your face—” He gulped. “What? This smirk?” Taehyung asked, bringing that same smirk back on his face. “I think you are ticklish Jungkookie~” Taehyung cooed and drilled his thumbs into Jungkook’s armpits. “Tickle tickle kookie,

aww you’re so cute~” Taehyung teased. Jungkook squealed loudly, trying to grab Taehyung's hands and squirming desperately away. “AHA I-I dohon't think I am tihicklish!” He said, trying not to scream. Jungkook didn't understand it at all. Why did he feel so embarassed and red on his face? “What’s that? You don’t think you are ticklish? Then why do you react like this when I do this?” Taehyung asked and started scribbling his soft fingertips in Jungkook’s hollows. Jungkook pressed his lips and shaked his head, hardly trying to hold the urge to laugh in. “B-because... Just! Because you're just funny!” Boy exclaimed quickly, pushing Taehyung's hands away. “Aish, stop stop, it's weird! Get away, you!” He added, almost choking on giggle, sitting back, and pushing Taehyung back with his foot. Taehyung giggled at Jungkook’s reactions and reasoning. “Gosh you’re just so cute kookie!” He praised and started crawling back towards Jungkook. “Now I’m still in suspicion. Are you ticklish Jungkook?”

Jungkook huffed, pinching his eyebrows. “No, I'm not, quit it! At least for sure not as much as you...” He snaped back at Taehyung, pointing at him with his trigger finger. “Of course just because I'm not. Now, let's cuddle finally.” Jungkook mumbled and threw himself onto bed, his back touching the mattress and arms spread for his boyfriend. Taehyung climbed on top of Jungkook and laid himself there. He wrapped his arms around Jungkook so he could hug Jungkook while they were cuddling. “You’re so nice to cuddle y’know?” Jungkook huffed with smile, himself wrapping arms around Taehyung to hold him in warm embrance. “Wow, mister Kim, what a nice compliment. You're really nice to cuddle too. And cute. I won't shut up about it, I swear, I could just squeeze you and hide in my pocket, you're so little!” Jungkook quietly and sweetly cooed at his boyfriend, smothly stroking his back with hand. “Is it okay?” He asked, when tips of his fingers softly brushed through Taehyung's spine, in maybe a bit ticklish motion. “Do you like it?” Taehyung slightly giggled since it ticked a little, but it wasn’t even close to unbearable. “Yeah that’s fine, thank you.” Taehyung relaxed more under Jungkook’s touch. Jungkook closed his eyes and let out a sigh filled with carefreeness. “Taehyung? Where else are you ticklish?” Boy asked with curiosity, lightly raising his eyebrows. Meanwhile he burred his face in Taehyung's neck again, giving it a little, innocent peck with soft, small lips. That question made Taehyung freeze. He knew he was ticklish everywhere, but he didn’t expect Jungkook to ask that right off the bat. “U-um n-no?” He nervously replied. That sentence sounded like a complete lie so he knew he was done for. Jungkook squinted with his eyes and shortly spat with laughter. “I asked where and you say no. N-no, to be honest... Sounds fake as hell to me.” He joked, shaking with his head. “It's so funny. When you wanted to tickle me you seemed to be so confident and... and dominant, but when we start talking about you, you become a little shy kitten all of sudden.” “Well that’s um..that’s because I- i get flustered easily..when I’m the one..” Taehyung admitted, and scratched the back of his neck. A blush appeared on his cheeks again, turning them a rosy shade of pink. Jungkook nodded with his head and smiled softly. “I understand. I felt similar when you tried to. That's why I freaked out a bit...” He said, putting his fingers in Taehyung's fluffy hair, brushing through them. “So, maybe we should just do it as something usual as cuddling? Maybe then you wouldn't feel so embarassed, hm?” Taehyung felt happy at the thought of just cuddling. It was very relaxing and a stress reliever to him. “Yeah let’s just cuddle.” He responded and nuzzled his face into Jungkook’s neck. Jungkook smiled and pressed Taehyung softly to his chest. Then, he grabbed a blanket laying next to them, to cover both of their bodies. “Would you like to talk about something?” He quietly asked, after a while shyly pressing his lips against another one's forehead. Taehyung thought for a while before coming up with a topic. “I don’t know, random experiences?” He came up with. Taehyung couldn’t really think of many things to talk about so he just picked that. “Huh, random experiences?” Jungkook thought for a while, looking at the ceiling with squinted eyes. “When I was six years old me and my dad went to the zoo. He thought it was good idea to catch me and put into the zebras' run. It was fun until one of them didn't start to run in my way and tried to eat me and ripped my shirt.” He said, a bit amused. “What about your random experience?” Taehyung giggled a little from what Jungkook said. “That’s interesting. Well mine is probably when my mom and I went to the park when I was like 5. I met another kid there and we played with each other for a little while. When we were playing tag with other kids, I accidentally tugged my friend by his pants and his pants fell down!” Taehyung exclaimed, laughing at the last part. Jungkook raised his eyebrows in the

middle of Taehyung's story, but then bursted in laughter. “Oh my God, I'd love to see your face when it happened. I bet you were or scared as hell, or laughing as hell.” He said amused, rubbing his eyelid with hand. “You're blushing almost all the time, so...” Boy added teasingly. Taehyung laughed once again. “I was laughing so hard, believe me! I collapsed on the ground!” But then Taehyung was a little confused with what Jungkook just said. “I-I’m always blushing?” “Yeah. ALMOST all the time. Isn't it true? It's just easy to make you shy.” Jungkook answered and shrugged his shoulders with smile. “It's cute though, so you don't need to worry about it. Unless you want to play tough, but I guess it's not really for you, you can't be dominant.” He added in teasing voice. Taehyung didn’t argue about that because Jungkook was right. He usually wasn’t the dominant one. But being bratty was sometimes an option. “I guess being a comeplete brat is the closest it’ll be for me.” Jungkook rolled with his eyes, amused by Taehyung. “Please, you are truly a complete brat. But, to be honest, I love it. You're playful and funny, and it's never boring when we're around. So I love it.” He admitted, poking Taehyung's side once all of sudden. “But I'm a sucker for attention too, and it's not that I like it, because I hate it, but, uh, I just really can't help it. That's why I got genuinely sad and mad when you ignored me. It's awful.” Taehyung still felt bad about ignoring Jungkook that much before. He hated that so much and felt like giving up with that a few times. “I’m so sorry for doing that kookie, I hated it a lot, trust me.” Taehyung apologized once again. “If there’s something I can do to make it up, tell me.”

“Ah, what? No no, I didn't mean it to make you feel bad, sorry, I just said it... Still can't believe you were so jealous about Jisoo, you little brat.” Jungkook teased with smile. “Please, don't feel bad. I'm sorry about bringing this up again.” He said with honestly apologetic voice and smile. “Or should I make you smile again?” Boy joked, snuggled to Taehyung more and then shortly chuckled again. Taehyung gave a fake smile to Jungkook, still feeling a little bad for making Jungkook so upset. He then just snuggled more into Jungkook. This was obviously a hint for Jungkook. Jungkook sighed quietly, pressing Taehyung even closer to him and burring his nose into his fluffy hair. “Please, little tiger, don't be sad...” He asked w mumbling, before his hand got under material of another one's hoodie. His finger tips began slowly tracing different patterns on skin of Taehyung's side and ribs, sometimes giving some playful scratches here and there. Taehyung’s laughter went a mix between calmer and loud as Jungkook’s hands went to both his sides and ribs. He said, “Jungkook stop” in between his laughter. Even though he was loving this a lot.

“Do you really want me to stop though?” He asked with slight amusement and happiness, still cuddling his boyfriend close to himself. “What should i stop, Tae?” Boy added teasingly, all of sudden lowering his hand onto Taehyung's thigh, wiggling his fingers all over, after a while pushing it up, onto his own hip. Taehyung let out a shriek of laughter as his hips and thighs were pretty sensitive like his ribs. “YAHAHHAH!” He cried out, shaking his head and squirming a little. But then he responded to Jungkook’s question. “IHI DOHOHONT WAHAHANT THIHIS TOHOHO STOHOHOP!” Jungkook laughed at Taehyung, nodding with his head. “I see, I see, okay!” He said only, moving his fingers further, then under his knee, where his fingers found a good spot to wiggle around. “What about that one?” Boy asked, smiling already at Taehyung's reaction though. That spot was also sensitive to Taehyung. He squealed, showing a cute boxy smile. “THHAHAHATS SEHEHNSITIVE TOHOHOHO!” He exclaimed and kicked his feet. “Hah, you're pretty sensitive anywhere!” Jungkook laughed, but then sat on the bed, getting a bit away from Taehyung, and then caught his ankle with smirk. “What about this one?” Boy asked, before he swiped his trigger finger from the bottom to the top of the sole. Taehyung let out a squeak from the finger swipe. That was pretty sensitive to Taehyung as well. Taehyung had to accept it: he was pretty darn ticklish. “T-that is too.” Jungkook raised his eyebrows. “Is there any place where you aren't ticklish...?” He asked amused, but then lifted his fingers and began scratching the heel of Taehyung's foot, slowly getting higher through arches and upper part. Then, he stretched his toes back just to scratch at the skin under them. “YHAHAHAHAHHAH!!” Taehyung cried out, and scrunched his toes as well as covering his face to hide his blush. It hid his smile as well. Taehyung’s feet were so ticklish, it might be where he was most ticklish at. “Wow, Taehyung, I think we found your dead spot... Extra spot? How to call it?” Jungkook teased, his nails scratching and spidering all over the foot. “Or sweet spot. You're even more sweet know, you look really cute, you ticklish kitten! Do you think it makes it worse? When I tease you like this while tickling you? Do you think just a word "tickle" might be triggering? Like tickle tickle tickle~?” Taehyung was so flustered right now. He couldn’t even hide his bright red blush anymore. But he still liked it a lot and he liked Jungkook’s teasing, plus the teasing made it worse. “IHIT DOHOHOES MAHAHAKE IHIHIT WOHOHORSE!”

“Do you like it though it's worse?” Jungkook nodded with his head and smirked, changing his position. Boy sat with his back resting against the wall, and then took both of Taehyung's ankles, securing them between his thighs, after hearing his response. Then his fingers, all twenty, began scribbling on Taehyung's cold soles, brushing through them from the bottom to the top and again. “Would you like to do something connected to it? I'm don't know a lot about it, so I would like to know everything from you if I can make you happy somehow!” He said with honest care. Taehyung immediately had a thought pop up in his head that made him blush at the thought. “WEHEHELL SOHOMETIHIMES F-FEAHAHATHERS CAHAHAN BEHEHETTER UHUHUSED” Taehyung admitted, knowing that Jungkook was probably gonna use that now.

Jungkook stopped for a while and looked around his room, but then stopped his sight at one thing. Hat they made in sixth grade at carnival. Boy grabbed and took the green, fluffy feather out of it. “Huh...” Jungkook tried it on his hand first. “Do you mean something like this? Does it tickle more or something?” He asked with curiosity, when he made couple of quick move with feather, sliding it through another one's feet, after a while stopping at his toes for some longer time. “AHH- YEHHHEHES IHIHHIT DOHHOHOHOES!!” Taehyung squealed as his laughter jumped an octave. The feather had some sort of feeling to it that just made the tickling even more ticklish. “Wow... It's actually interesting that you like it. Tickling is actually kinda weird, I mean, it makes you laugh but it isn't funny so the laughter is such a weird thing— no that I'm ticklish, of course I'm not.” Jungkook started talking, while simply letting the feather go all over Taehyung's feet, leaving no are untouched. “But it's really cool to see you honestly laughing and having fun from it. Maybe I will like it too. Someday” At some point he even caught some of his toes and quickly made a feather make its way between and under them. Jungkook hummed all of sudden and, in a way that Taehyung couldn't see it, he turned the feather around, and sweaped the sharp ending from another boy's heel to his toes and back, looking at his reaction all the time. The sharp end of the feather felt so ticklish to Taehyung for some reason. It wasn’t even the fluffy side. “AHHH WHAHAHAT IHIHIS THAHAHAHAT??” Taehyung asked confused as to what was touching his feet that tickled so much. Jungkook shrugged his shoulder with an innocent smile. “It's just the feather you wanted so much.” He answered simply, scratching the sharp end at his heel. Then, the idea popped in Jungkook's head and he added his another hand to tickling, just scribbling the sole in random way. “I guess you have the time of your life, huh, little tiger?” Boy laughed at him. Taehyung really was having the time of his life. He was enjoyed this so much and didn’t want it to end. But he also had limits like most people do. “IHIHIM ENJOHOHOYING THIHIHIS AHAHA LOHOT!” Jungkook smiled, but began slowing down, just moving the feather slowly through his feet, letting Taehyung breath more. “Are you okay? Maybe we shouldn't do so much already, I don't want you to feel overwhelmed or something.” He said, gently brushing the fluffy feather on top of his feet. Taehyung calmed down a lot since the feather just gently brushing didn’t tickle an extreme amount. “T-thahahank yohohou.” He thanked Jungkook who let Taehyung breathe. “Hey, boo, you shouldn't thank me. I just want you to feel okay.” He said with honest, calm smile, still moving the fluffy thing from the bottom to the top, teasingly getting to some toes sometimes. “Hey, someone will have to present the project in front of class...” Jungkook started, looking up, at Taehyung. They were always arguing about it, as none of them wanted to, and they were always playing rock, paper, scissors or some other game, so the loser had to present their project. “What about a fight? If you win then I present, and if I win, then you.” Taehyung pulled his feet away so he could talk normally. “Okay, what kind of fight though?” He asked, wondering what Jungkook had in his mind. But Taehyung really didn’t want to present so he was so ready to beat Jungkook. “Tickle fight, as today's topic is.” Jungkook raised his chin proudly, a bit amused. He was sure Taehyung had enough so it seemed like a really easy win for him. And he knew Taehyung's weak spots, unlike like him. Even though Taehyung could know more tactics, Jungkook was sure he could win, even if it was a really silly game. Taehyung felt a whip of determination now. He wanted to win since he didn’t want to present at all. Not even one bit. “Okay I’m in! But don’t expect me to go easy.” Taehyung said and tackled Jungkook. Then he started scribbling his fingers on Jungkook’s ribs, occasionally vibrating them there to try to

create it more tickly for Jungkook.

“WaHAHAit, we should sahahay start!” Jungkok protested with laughter, arching his back, but then dig his hands back into Taehyung's upper ribs, into his armpits. Although, being tickled made it harder, he still tried his best, trying to make Taehyung close his arms. “Come ahahahaon, Tae! You wohon't make it!” Taehyung shrieked with laughter and tried his best to attack Jungkook’s armpits back. “KOHOHOKIE YHAHAHAHAH!” He squeaked out and dug his hands back to Jungkook’s armpits. He scribbled his fingers there, hoping to gain the upper hand. Jungkook squeaked, almost like a dog's toy, when he felt fast scratching on his sensitive skin here. He had to think quick and get his one chance. Using a moment of Taehyung's weakness, he got from below him and twisted them, so he was now topping him. Boy was still facing him, sitting on Taehyung's calves, and his fingers reached his feet as fast as they could, scratching at his toes. Jungkook felt like a winner, now the only thing that could save Taehyung was flopping them around somehow again or reaching Jungkook which in his position would be really hard, at least for Jungkook. “NHAHAHAH WAHAHAIT NOHOT THEHEHERE!” Taehyung screeched and did his best to sit up. He tried sitting up so he could attack Jungkook from behind but it was hard since the tickles made him weaker than usual

“Are you ready to say stop already, Tae? I didn't think it would end so quickly and that you're so weak!” Jungkook teased, amused, not stopping with scratching at Taehyung's toes. “What do you say now, hah?” Taehyung wasn’t ready to give in yet. He used all his strength to sit up and back hug Jungkook. Then he started tickling at Jungkook’s armpits again. Making sure to not miss a spot in Jungkook’s hollows.

Jungkook squeaked with huff at the same time and pressed his arms to the sides, losing it for a while. He fell onto his side while trying to squirm away, but it didn't stop him from reaching to Taehyung's foot. Jungkook grabbed the ankle, like it was his last chance, and started scratching at the sole the most vigorously he could at his state. “TAHEHEHE, GIVE UHAHAHAP!” He screeched. It was weird for Jungkook, and all his body wanted to do was to run away, as he was squirming widly, but at the same time there was something nice about it, being back hugged by his boyfriend and laughing in his arms. Taehyung screeched as well as his foot was being attacked. But he still wasn’t gonna give up that easily. “NEHEHHEHEHEVER!!” He refused still continuing his attack on Jungkook

Teen happily laughed, shaking with his head. “I DIHIHID IT LAHAHAST TIME!” Jungkook answered loudly, squirming like a child. Tickling Taehyung's foot in this position was really uncomfortable, so Jungkook turned around with all the strength he had, pushing at other boy's chest with his feet. Then, the blond hair one wrapped his arm around Taehyung's ankles, vigorously scribbling at his soles with another hand. “Give up!” Taehyung couldn’t hold up anymore and decided to finally give in. “OHOHOKAY OHOHKAY FIHIHINE IHIHI GIHIHIVE UHUHUP!!”He succumbed so the tickling would stop.

Jungkook laughed at him and let his feet go. Then, with the characteristic bunny smile, he threw himself onto Taehyung, pressing his own cheek against another boy's chest, snuggling to his torso. “That was fun! I didn't think you would go for that little though~”Jungkook quietly joked, putting his long, blond hair behind his ear. Taehyung was surprised himself how he lasted only that long. Normally, he would probably end up giving in after five minutes or so, but he just felt more sensitive for some reason. It was like his feet became more sensitive to tickling. “Y-yeah.”

“Y-yeah? You stutter again, are you embarassed that you lost?” Jungkook asked, looking up, at Taehyung. “Come on, don't feel bad. We can always try doing another round if you want.” He jokingly added, wrapping his arms around his boyfriend's waist. Taehyung was a little embarrassed that he lost. But he wanted another shot so he nodded his head, letting Jungkook know what he wanted. “Let’s go for round two!”

Jungkook raised his eyebrows. “W-wait, what?! Hey, you just asked me to stop, why are you so ready to go all of sudden?” Jungkook asked with a bit raised voice, looking at Taehyung surprised. A thought of confusion hit Taehyung. How was he so energetic already? He did just ask Jungkook to stop tickling him. Maybe he just loved the taste of revenge or something? Taehyung shrugged it off and raised his hands in a clawing motion and smirked. “Ready?”

Jungkook got off of Taehyung, looking at his teasing position with raised eyebrows, making him a little nervous. “Are YOU ready?” Boy asked, quickly thinking about which of Taehyung's spot should he get first and how to get him the way another boy won't be able to do anything. “Oh I’m ready Jungkook~” Taehyung said back to him, also thinking of ways he could tickle Jungkook while the other wouldn’t be able to do anything about it. Jungkook quietly sighed with his brows pinched slightly. Then, boy got on Taehyung's calves, starting to massage his thighs in ticklish way really quickly. Jungkook didn't know the best tactic, but tried scratching at the same time the insides of Taehyung's legs. “whA- waHAHAHAIT IHI WAHAHAHAHSNT REAHHAHADY!” Taehyung squealed and immediately leaned over so he could attach himself onto Jungkook from behind. Then scribbled his fingers quickly around the blonde boy’s hollows. He made sure to even knead in there a couple times to really get Jungkook good.

Jungkook laughed at Taehyung's reaction. “You said you're reaHAHADY, TAE!” Boy screeched. Then, thinking quickly, he put his feet onto Taehyung's chest, pushing him a bit away, onto the mattress, so he could peacefully tickle his thighs with squeezes. Taehyung was pushed back by Jungkook’s feet. He couldn’t get up anymore but Jungkook now put himself in a position where Taehyung could attack another spot. “YAH TAHAHAKE THIHHIHIS!” He exclaimed and grabbed Jungkook’s ankles, then started scratching away at Jungkook’s soles.

Jungkook squealed immediately with loud shriek. The feeling hit him hard, and he felt so weak all of sudden, that he even stopped tickling Taehyung's thighs, not able to focus on anything. “WHAHAHAT THE FUHAHAHACK?!” He exclaimed loudly, hiding his face in hands with hysterical laughter. He tried to squirm and get his feet away, returning to squeeze another boy's thighs, but it was much harder for him to do, and weaker.

Taehyung knew he hit the jackpot and tightened his grasp on Jungkook’s ankles. He went to pull Jungkook’s toes back and then tickle the blonde’s feet like that. “Kitchy kitchy coo~!” Taehyung teased, while trying to say that the best he could since his thighs were still weakly being squeezed.

“IT'S MEAHAHAN!” Jungkook whined with laughter, almost wheezing. He wasn't ready to give up though, his pride couldn't let him do it. Boy tried to close his toes and fight by reaching to spot under Taehyung's knees, scratching and squeezing it. “AHH KOHOHOK NOHO-“ Taehyung shrieked and almost let go of Jungkook’s feet. He tried his best to hold onto Jungkook’s soles while still tickling them. Taehyung got an idea and lightly tickled the tops of Jungkook’s toes to see if that would help him.

“STOHOHOP!” Jungkook squealed, but then realised what he said. His whole face got blushed, both from laughing and embarassment. “NOHOHO, I DIDN'T MEAN IT, DON'T STOP—” He said, but then got even more red on his cheeks and ears, not knowing what to do anymore. Taehyung smirked a little, thinking Jungkook may actually be enjoying this. Or he may just be trying to stay in the competition. “Don’t stop? Okay kookie!”

Jungkook hid his face in hands because of embarassment, still laughing loudly. Even though he felt like that, he still wanted to win. Boy sat up and reached Taehyung's sides, scratching and squeezing them, just as his hips. Taehyung let out little cute giggles since his sides weren’t extremely sensitive like other areas were. “Juhhuhust gihihive uhuhup alreahahahady!”

Jungkook shaked his head, moving to scratching Taehyung's inner thighs again, focusing on them mainly. “NO WAY!” He screamed quickly, at the same time desperately trying to get his feet away. Blonde hair boy felt like he was going crazy, so even beside his earlier words, he stopped his hands to grab Taehyung's hands. “OKAY, I GIVE UP, I GIVE UP!” Taehyung smiled like a little kid and celebrated his victory with small fists. “Yay!” He exclaimed happily since he won that round.

Jungkook quickly got his feet away, looking at Taehyung with squinted eyes, while he was panting a little and trying to get his breath to normal. “I can't believe you did that to me...” Boy mumbled, crossing his arms on his chest. “It was mean!” Taehyung chuckled and crossed his arms. “That was mean? Oh I can show you what IS mean if you want me to~” The boy mischievously said and looked at Jungkook.

It was already suspicious just looking at Taehyung and hearing his voice, but Jungkook was too curious to say no. “What do you mean?” He said with still crossed arms, raising his eyebrows a bit. “Well that depends, do you really want me to show you?” Taehyung asked Jungkook just to make sure Jungkook was ok with this. He was tapping his arm while waiting for a response.

Jungkook thought for a while, but then carelessly shrugged with his shoulders. “Okay, go ahead. It's not a problem for me, I can bare with anything.” He said and put his chin up proudly. “Okay if you say so~” Taehyung concluded and pulled out some rope and feathers. “Now I just want to know, are you sure you’re 100% okay with this?” Taehyung asked one more time for consent.

Jungkook slightly opened his mouth and widened his eyes when he saw the ropes and feathers. “I... Why did you get those? For what? And from where?” He asked first, but then nodded with his head, this way answering Taehyung's question. Taehyung got a little concerned for a moment, seeing the look on Jungkook’s face. “I-I got them from my pocket..and sometimes these are used for tickling..”

“I guess but... Why did you get them in the first time... Into your pocket?” Jungkook asked, just out of the pure curiosity, raising his eyebrows at the same time. “I-I don’t know?” Taehyung simply responded and gently started tying Jungkook’s wrists together with the ropes. Not too tight but not too loose so it wouldn’t hurt Jungkook. Then Taehyung picked up a feather. “Ready kookie?“

Jungkook thought for a while before responding. He tried getting his hands away, but when boy couldn't move them even an inch, he raised his eyebrows. Look of Taehyung holding a feather made him a little flustered. “Yeah...? I guess.” He mumbled, not exactly knowing what to do with his hands, just holding them on his own thighs. Boy rested his back against the wall, looking at his boyfriend with a bit of impatience. Taehyung saw the impatience Jungkook was giving him and began. He started by tracing the feather he had on Jungkook’s tummy, making little circles and patterns as he did so. “Tickle tickle tickle~” He whispered in Jungkook’s ear.

Jungkook whined quietly, trying to hold his laughter in although some giggles were escaping from between his lips. “No~, don't teahehese me...” He said under his breath with slightly pinched brows, involuntarily sucking his tummy in. “Why not tease you bunny? You’re so adorable! What? Does the teasing make it worse?” Taehyung cooed and moved the feather to Jungkook’s bellybutton, then swirled the feather there.

Jungkook gasped and bit his lower lip with wide smile, clenching his toes and fits. “Why do you ahahask, you know it yoursehehehelf!” He said quickly, feeling like his tongue was tangling and floundering a bit because of feeling overwhelming his senses. “Oh yes I know that kookie~” Taehyung said and took the feather to Jungkook’s hollows. He quickly swiped the feather in each one, alternating from left to right occasionally.

Jungkook huffed with laughter and immediately put his arms down, pressing them to his sides. “No way, it won't happen.” Boy shaked his head, still paying attention to covering his pits. ”Well I suppose I could go for another spot then~” Taehyung said, taking a glance at Jungkook’s feet. Then going over and placing them on his lap.

Jungkook widened with his eyes again and immediately took his feet away and pressed the soles again klthe mattress, covering them, just as his instinct told him. He pressed his lips and looked up at Taehyung with quiet huff. Taehyung was just filled with more determination by Jungkook’s protectiveness. He lunged over to Jungkook and snatched his feet. Then he locked Jungkook’s feet between his thighs and scribbled all twenty fingers on the blonde boy’s soles.

Jungkook raised his eyebrows, squealed and huffed with laughter at the same time. Trying to get feet away didn't help him at all, and feeling so helpless made everything even worse. “Nohohoho, Taehyung!” Jungkook screeched, the other's fingers making him want to scream. Boy didn't know what to do with himself, even though he could just buck up his hips and arch his back, turning his body from side to side with loud laughter, giggles and squeals. “No what? Tell me Kookie~” Taehyung taunted and began using his nails to tickle all around Jungkook’s feet. He also went to pull Jungkook’s toes back to make it even more ticklish.

“Tihihickle mehehe! No!” Boy screamed but then whined and shaked his head. Jungkook mumbled something under his breath at Taehyung's taunt. When he was tickled on his torso getting away was much easier than there. Jungkook digged his face into the mattress and blanket, hiding his blushy face with hair falling on it and laughing into the soft material, trying to muffle it a bit. “Oh? You want me to tickle you more? You got it cutie!” Taehyung teased and tickled the tops of Jungkook’s toes. “Tickle tickle tickle kookie! Oh I bet the teasing just makes it so much worse~ Does it? Tell me~”

“NO, YOU—” Jungkook started, but then bursted with laughter. “I HAHAHATE YOU~!” Boy cried with giggles, hiding his face behind tied hands. Although the blonde hair one was saying all the stuff and squirmed a lot, there was something which made him not wanting Taehyung to stop. Taehyung sighed childishly with a small pout. “You don’t actually mean that right?” He asked, showing fake concern and made his fingers go faster.

Jungkook looked at him through his fingers with watery eyes, almost closed because of wide smile. “I DO MEAHAHAN IT!” Blonde hair boy screamed, because of such fast moves not being really able to focus on anything. Taehyung felt something hit him. He didn’t know if Jungkook actually did mean that, or if he just said that because he was overwhelmed. Taehyung stopped and untied Jungkook’s hands. Then he hugged Jungkook and gave him a sad face. “Do you really mean that?”

Jungkook took a deep breath, trying to calm down while panting. He didn't hear Taehyung at first, but then looked up at him. “What? Taehyung, no. I don't really mean it, come on. I was just being playful, I guess, just like you.” He answered quietly and gently palmed another one's cheek. “Did you seriously think I could hate you? Come on, you stupid bear. Don't ever think that... When I'm being mean in your way you need to remember I'm not seriousz ever.” He said with deep breath again, looking into Taehyung's eyes. Taehyung felt better after hearing that. Knowing that Jungkook didn’t hate him made him feel happy. “Thank you Jungkook.” He smiled.

Jungkook lightly nodded with his head and all of sudden pecked Taehyung's lips. After that he rubbed another boy's cheekbone with his thumb. “Hey... Did you enjoy it? I mean... Do you like tickling too?” Jungkook quietly asked, raising his eyebrows. As much as Taehyung liked being tickled, he also did like to tickle others. “Yeah I did enjoy that..plus your laugh is cute kookie.” Taehyung complimented the blonde boy.

“Whatever.” Jungkook jokingly huffed with smile, rolling his eyes. “Do you want to... you know, continue? Or something...” He asked, moving his fingers further, into another one's fluffy, soft hair. When he was thinking about that day, it seemed to be totally crazy. At first he was supposed to go out with a girl who liked him, but it turned out his crush likes him and they're couple. If it wasn't crazy, then Jungkook didn't have an idea what could be. “Continue? Do you want to tickle me again? Or is it something else? Were you perhaps..enjoying the tickly tickles?” Taehyung asked with a little bit of a smirk on his face. He waited for Jungkook to answer patiently.

Jungkook shrugged with his shoulders a bit flustered. “I mean, I asked you... You said you enjoy it so—” He said instead and jokingly, lightly pinched Taehyung's cheek. He had to focus attention on something else. Taehyung's deep, teasing voice had a bigger effect on Jungkook than it should have had. Taehyung took that as a sign that Jungkook was saying yes, so he started poking at Jungkook’s sides while still being in that hug. Jungkook smiled again and burried his face into Taehyung's warm neck. After a while boy slowly wrapped his arms around his neck as well, trying to give another boy more space and let him do whatever he wanted to. Some giggles and chuckles were escaping him, although it was hard for him to keep his arms away, so they flinched every while. Taehyung noticed Jungkook’s struggle to keep his arms away so he took control of that and gently pinned his arms over his head. Then he started kneading at Jungkook’s ribs As Taehyung pinned his arms, Jungkook sighed quietly while laughing. He involuntarily still squirmed from side to side when another boy was tickling his ribs, but it was much easier to handle and just focus on received feeling. “Taehehehe~” Jungkook mumbled with giggles bubbling in his stomach. “That’s my name!” Taehyung exclaimed happily and smiled down at Jungkook. An idea suddenly popped into his head and his smile turned into a mischievous smirk. Taehyung poked at one of Jungkook’s ribs. Then another. All the while counting. “1, 2!” “Oh my gohohohosh, are you kidding mehehe?!” Jungkook squealed, immediately pulling at his arms. “24, I sweahahar!” He shaked with his head. The fact of helplesness was drilling in his mind and it added a little bit of excitement to everything. “Nope, not kidding at all! 4! 5! 6! 7!” Taehyung counted, purposely making it slow for Jungkook. He loved hearing Jungkook’s laugh anyway. It was like music to his ears. “Taehehe, shit, why does it tihihihickle so muhahahach?!” Boy sweared because of a little bit overwhelming feeling and arched his back, trying to get Taehyung's hand away. He didn't know what he wanted already, mind thinking about continueing, but body giving completely different signs. “Maybe because you’re pretty ticklish kookie!” Taehyung reminded him and continued counting Jungkook’s ribs. “8, 9, 10, 11, 12!” “Aish!” Jungkook huffed between laughter and bit his lower lip. “And another half, we know, get over it!” Boy added quickly between another burst of so high-pitched chuckles. Taehyung chuckled and continued his counting all the way up to 24. He was almost done until he decided to mess around. “22, 4, 585, 32752! Jungkook laughed even louder, a bit amused by Taehyung's actions. He was already a bit tired because of all counting, but at the same time he wanted more anyway. “WHAT THE FUHAHAHACK, TAEHEHE?!” He screeched. Boy was already too tired to squirm, so he just snuggled his side to Taehyung's one, just arching his back nad bucking his hips up from time to time. Taehyung pretended like he wasn’t doing anything wrong. “What? Is there something wrong?” He asked pretending to be so clueless. “97, 23, 76, 697, 53176, 68638262!” “HECK YEHEHES?!” Jungkook said with sarcastically questioning tone of voice. “I CAHAHAN'T BELIEVE YOU!” He exclaimed, shaking with his head and took a deeper breath. Taehyung simply smiled and this time, counted correctly, except starting ALL THE WAY from 0. “1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10!” Just as the blonde hair boy imagined all the scenario again, he thought he was close to going crazy. “NONONO, TAEHAHAHYUNG BREAHAHAK!” Jungkook screamed, squirming again with a little bit of hysteria. Taehyung immediately listened to Jungkook and laid his hands off of the blonde boy in less than a second. He unpinned Jungkook so he could breathe. “There there kook, take some deep breaths.” Taehyung comforted him. Jungkook nodded with his head, panting, some quiet giggles still escaping his lips. “That IS really mean.” He admitted, a bit amused though. “I thought I was good at teasing you and being a brat, but...”

Boy added and shaked his head. “You think I did a better job? You did pretty well yourself Jungkook!” Taehyung admitted, while running his hand through his soft hair.

Jungkook nodded again, with little giggles still escaping from his lips. “T-thanks..” He thanked Taehyung and smiled down at himself.

Taehyung hugged Jungkook and rubbed his back gently to get rid of any excess ghost tickles.

”I love you tae.” Jungkook said.

”I love you too kookie.”

#Bts tickle #bts #tickle #switch Taehyung #Switch jungkook

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𝐀𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐮: 𝐒𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲-𝐒𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧

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𝘼𝙨𝙠𝙨: 𝙃𝙞𝙞𝙞! 𝘾𝙖𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤 𝙖𝙩𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙪 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 77? 𝙇𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨/𝙤 𝙞𝙨 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙨𝙝𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙗𝙖𝙙 𝙖𝙩 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨? 𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙠𝙨😤💕

A/N: Not my finest 💔

Warnings: Alcohol, Language

G: Angst if you squint to fluff

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Prompt 77. “Half the time I get too embarrassed to say anything”

The feeling of multiple people, pushing and shoving each other around Bokuto's familiar and normally spacious apartment was suffocating. More than half of the people crowded in this space were drunk, the others were getting there and taking their time doing it. You wished when Atsumu told you about the party you declined and stayed home like Sakusa opted to, but you couldn’t. You didn't want Atsumu to think that you were lame or boring, especially since you were only a couple months into your relationship.

You and Atsumu had been friends for many years before the pair of you finally stopped tiptoeing around the mutual pining the two of you shared, which was obvious to everyone other than the both of you. However, despite Atsumu having fallen in love with the shy, timid, and emotionally constipated, you. You still felt the need to seem more interesting around him to make sure he didn't lose interest. Even if that meant being miles out of your comfort zone and wanting the world to open you up and swallow you whole right now.

You knew all of the MSBY boys, you adored each of them, and they all had a particularly soft spot for you. Frequently reminding you that Atsumu didn’t deserve you much to his displeasure. So, when you entered the party on Atsumu’s arm they all crowded you, greeting the two of you loudly, already buzzed, before returning back to their drinks. Leaving you a little more overwhelmed seconds into the party.

Atsumu shot you a small smile and placed a gentle kiss on your temple as he pulled you through the seas of loud chatting and music. Hot, sweaty bodies bumped into the two of you while Atsumu voiced multiple greetings to those that called his name over the speakers. After what feels like ages (but was merely seconds) you had made it to the somewhat empty kitchen. Atsumu removed his hand from the small of your back, where it previously sat and opened the refrigerator door, pulling out two cans of his drink of choice. “Here, drink up.” he smiles before offering you one. You hesitate before taking it from his grip, cracking it open and taking a small sip. Your nose scrunched from the bitter taste and you pulled the can away, holding it with both hands. Atsumu, who was too busy investigating the other options in the fridge didn't see your reaction, nor did he realize that you were blatantly lying to him when he asked if you liked it and you responded with a soft “Yeah, of course.”

Maybe seconds after Atsumu had closed the fridge and began downing a beer, Kuroo rushed his way into the kitchen, followed by a less than excited Kenma. While you didn’t know these men as well as you knew the others, you were still fairly well acquainted with the two, and even more so Kenma, as the two of you shied away from events like these when possible. Kuroo, in a flurry of semi slurred speech dragged Atsumu from the kitchen, leaving Kenma in his wake. Silently you pulled a barstool out from under the kitchen island and sat, setting the beer down on it and pushing it away from you. Kenma, in turn, opened the fridge, brought out two bottles of cold water and sat next to you. “I assume we both got dragged here?” He asks softly, pushing one bottle towards you. As you nod he sighs, looking out of the door frame to the main room, which had seemed to have gotten even more claustrophobic.

“Why did you come if you didn’t want to be here? You know Atsumu wouldn't ever hold it against you.” He mutters, pulling his phone out to scroll through his many emails, trying to catch up on whatever he's missing. “I could say the same to you, Mr. CEO, this place isn't really your scene either..” “Kuroo is convinced I'm working myself to death. For whatever reason he thought this would be a good way to get me to relax.” “That's dumb..” “You're telling me.”

Silence.

But a peaceful one. As peaceful as it could be with music bumping in the background.

For the next ten minutes or so, you and Kenma sat and caught up. It was a nice conversation despite the drunks that stumbled in to grab another drink or a couple that entered expecting privacy just to clumsily trip out of the room after they saw the two of you. However it all came to a bitter end when Kuroo reentered the space, dragging Kenma away by his collar, leaving you there alone.

After sitting for another couple minutes, mindlessly scrolling through social media, you decided that it was probably better to find your boyfriend than have him return back to the kitchen and catch you sulking instead of being the life of the party that you had wanted to portray yourself as. You stood from your spot, tossing the now empty water bottle in the recycling bin and exiting the room.

Immediately as you exited you were overwhelmed by the sheer amount of people condensed in this space, you were being shoved around the room faster than you could move towards the sound of your boyfriend's laughter. Frustration started to bubble up your chest. As you neared the corner your boyfriend was standing in, his light blonde hair finally coming into view, a girl a little taller than you, obviously drunk, bumped into you, spilling her drink all over the cute, short red dress you had searched your entire closet to find just hours before. The sticky brown liquid stained the fabric and the girl scoffed at you. “Watch where you’re fucking going! You made me drop my drink!” she yells at you, word slurred.

Your normal shy and quiet composure broke as she yelled at you. A migraine already forming, frustrated by the way everyone moved with no regard for others, and now the fact that you were sticky from the drink and sweaty from the body heat radiating off of those around you. A frown tugged on your lips as you raised your voice at her. “You bumped into me and ruined my dress! I don’t even know you! What gives you the right?” you prod, a crowd forming around the two of you. “You made me spill my drink! I don’t need to know you to know that! Also by the looks of it I did your tacky dress a favor!” “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me! How fucking dense do you have to b-” “Hey babe-excuse us..” Atsumu interjects, appearing seemingly out of nowhere behind you, looping an arm around your waist and pushing you gently along with him down the hallway to an empty bedroom, giving a lighthearted smile and nod to those he walked past as he led you away from the commotion.

As he closed the door to the dark room behind him he leaned his back against it, hand resting on the doorknob. “There is no way that you were ‘bout ‘t fight that chick..” he says, a breathy laugh finishing off the end of his sentence. You stared at him, standing at least two feet away now. Your fists were balled up and there were tears brimming the corners of your eyes that Atsumu couldnt see through the darkness of the room.

“Atsumu..” you start, trailing off before a soft sob escapes your lips. He tenses up, releasing the doorknob and walking towards you, wrapping his arms around your waist. “Baby...are you cryin’?” he whispers, moving one hand up to comb through your hair, no longer caring about the alcohol staining your dress that surely was now on his shirt as well.

“I'm so tired..this week felt so long and I wanted to go out with you tonight because I know you like doing stuff like this and I like staying at home most of the time but I still wanted to spend time with you- then I didn’t even leave the kitchen and when I did I was shoved around and bumped into that girl and my head hurts and i'm sweaty and I have alcohol all over my dress.” you babble, sobbing all the while.

“I don’t want you to think I'm boring..” you whisper, hands gripping the fabric of his shirt. He lets out a quiet sigh, moving the hand that combed through your hair to your chin, lifting it to look you in the eyes. “Why didn’t ya shoot me a text to tell me ya didn't want t’ stay?” he mutters, looking into your glossy eyes as he spoke. “Half the time I get too embarrassed to say anything when we do stuff like this...I’ve been really pushing myself out of my comfort zone to do things like this for you but I don’t think its for me...I don't want to put a damper on things though..” you mutter.

“Ya know I didn't fall in love with ya because you're a social butterfly right? You're sweet, and timid. You enjoy laying in bed with me watching dumb horror films that I get scared at more than you do..I knew th’ little things about ya before we started dating...Ya dont have’ta change for me. I’ve been in love with ya from th’ start.” he smiles, brushing his thumb over the tear rolling itself down your cheek.

“C’mon..no more cryin’. Let's get you outta here, I have a sweater and some tylenol in th’ car you can change into and take then we can grab some fries and snuggle up at home. How does that sound to ya?” “Perfect..” you say softly, releasing his shirt from your grip, letting your hands fall into his. “Let’s go then, sweet girl.”

#atsumu x reader #miya atsumu x reader #Miya Atsumu #msby jackals #haikyuu #haikyu #haikyuu x reader #x reader #haikyu x reader #reader insert #inarizaki x reader #inarizaki #haikyuu timeskip #kenma kozume #kuroo tetsurou #miya atsumu haikyuu #shis500event

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glassesandkim · 3 years

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ok so anon sent me a rant that i asked for and I want to answer it but under a cut so we don’t have to spam the dash.

Click under the read more if you want to read me and anon’s rant on grey’s anatomy s17 finale

anon said: “Magston... what the hell lmao. They literally had a whole plot in 1716 about postponing their wedding so they could do it right (with family) and then winston was getting all mad about it and thought maggie was backing out (even though its a pandemic and theyve only been engaged for like what? 3 months tops). Then they flew their older parent/grandparent out (in the middle of a pandemic and severely affects old people), only to have them object to the wedding at the ceremony and then they postpone anyways???? What???? They couldnt have done that over the phone lmao like I liked the idea of magston a lot in s16 but their arc this season made me hate them so much lol. Sometimes I think theyre less developed than schmico (like which writer decided to marry them this season ????? Fireable offence imo considering they have no previous relationship history Im pretty sure and Im pretty sure they were only dating/engaged for like a year???? Even if the show was ending a moving in together/dating/engagment endgame would have worked for them? Anyways).”

First of all: what the fuck is grey’s obsession with marriage?????

It might just be me, but take it from someone who worked in the wedding industry for 3 years, and lemme tell you: weddings are fun, beautiful, amazing, but they’re also hella for the privileged. YOU KNOW IT CAN COST UP TO $700 CAD TO HIRE AN OFFICIANT??? So the job Richard had? He could’ve made an easy few hundies.

I really hate how fucking fake and badly acted that scene was when Maggie’s dad and Winston’s grandma objected to the marriage. Why did they wait until then and EMBARRASS both of them???? Like you said, what the hell was the point of last episode’s whole debacle???? They could’ve just not done that plot in ep 16 and had them get married anyway in ep 17 and had someone object to their marriage.

Can’t believe Maggie flew two old people around the country during a goddamn pandemic. How irresponsible is it???? Again, I don’t know if it’s because they’re just way more relaxed in the states than where I’m from but wth....

anon said: Okay and then amelink. I LOVED how amelia was written this episode, but in the context of the time jump it was kind of weird? Like amelia was feeling this way about marriage/more kids for 8-9 months and never even hinted to link that she wasnt interested? And I like to think link respects amelia a lot, so why didnt he bring up marriage again before proposing? Or ask mer/maggie what they thought about him proposing? I can understand her not talking to link about her concerns but I find it hard to believe she didnt bring it up with mer/maggie once in that time frame? Idk it was just rushed and weird. And amelia clearly wasnt okay with the fostering thing and he still went with it anyways lol.

I can’t remember and I don’t care enough to go watch the ep, but did Amelia and Link move out of Mer’s house?

The only good thing about this episode was Amelia, especially her conversation with Richard (in that not very Seattle courtyard rofl HONESTLY GREY’S PUT SOME EFFORT IN YOUR SETS. YOU KNOW YOUR ENTIRE SHOW IS SET IN SEATTLE RIGHT/???? LIKE MAKE IT RAIN IN THAT COURTYARD TO REFLECT HOW AMELIA FEELS IDK GAWD)

I also can’t believe Amelia would just be like, welp! I guess I’m a double mom now of my own child and this random crotch child that my baby daddy promised to his best friend. And oh ya, I don’t want anymore children but shhh its a secert.

I mean, I know Amelia technically fostered before but ............. (i’ll continue this in the next segment)

anon said: And the fostering thing... Jo’s plot was weird this ep too lmao. Like maybe Im just dumb but they never explained why she failed her background check? Idk this plot would have been a much better season long arc than a one episode arc lol. Although I think the single parent thing might be fun next season (the weird jo/levi friendship will be worth it if we get schmico babysitting)

They didn’t really explain why she failed her bg check. I also don’t know how money can fix her failed background check.

Also how fucking shady is it that Link and Amelia fostered a child? Wouldn’t the foster people want to give a child to a stable family who, let’s think, ARE MARRIED and HAVE A HOME OF THEIR OWN?

Who’s the dumbass in the writer’s room that thought of this ludicrous convenient solution for Jo? Only people with that much money and power can steal children.

I really thought Jo’s fight for Luna should’ve started earlier and when it didn’t start, I thought it would bleed into next season. It’s not easy to adopt a child.

anon said: Also is our last jackson appearance on this show really a random facetime with jo? Would have much rather had a face maggie to congratulate her on her marriage (why wasnt he there???)

Maggie’s kind of his step sister or whatever the f they are. Jackson could’ve taken a break from solving racism to attend his family member’s wedding, right?

anon said: Okay and then the interns... we never actually saw mer teaching them? Im hoping that theres a bigger intern/resident focus next season because of mers new job but now Im not optimistic haha. And why are the residents and interns grouped together? And why was levi so involved with mer’s patient that he wasnt pulled from the wedding to help???????? Its a double lung transplant get the upper year resident in there PLEASE!!! Or at least let him take over the surgery when mer passed out. Cristina would have been doing this shit in her intern year. I assure you he would much rather be at the surgery than the wedding of someone he has never interacted with. And Surely that surgery would have been better if more than 2 surgeons were working on it?????? my ONLY hope is that the time jump means we’re getting helm and levi aged up to 5th years and we get some chief resident/specialization/boards plots for them next year.

i hate grey’s and their ridiculous time jumps and blatant disregard to HOW THIS WILL AFFECT THE CAREERS OF THEIR RESIDENTS.

I bet, like Teddy’s child, Levi and Helm are gonna be residents for 10 years and never choose a speciality. I want to revoke grey’s rights to call themselves a medical drama. There’s nothing medical about this show.

JUST WATCH MER TOUCH A DIRTY ASS BASIN AND THEN TOUCH A WHOLE HUMAN LUNG WITH THE SAME HANDS

YOU KNOW HOW DIRTY THAT BASIN IS SITTING ON WHATEVER THE FUCK IT WAS SITTING ON??? GET A NURSE TO HOLD THE BASIN. YOUR HANDS ARE STERILE

(Okay, I’m also sure the basin would be sterile but I can’t. I can’t believe in real life, they’d have the same hands hold a basin and a human organ. Someone who’s a doctor or works in the OR, tell me if I’m right. I need to know. )

Also, Bailey taking off her mask when she’s hugging Mer after the surgery. Right TO JAIL!

anon said: And finally... not half of maggies wedding guests ditching the wedding to go stand in a hallway and clap for mer LMAO like they couldnt have done that the next day??? Like I said before, most of this episode was comedy lol.

it’s COVID. Why are people going into the hospital unnecessarily??????

Yes, but you’re right. I gotta watch these eps like it’s a comedy or I’ll LOSE MY FACKING MIND

anon said: Redeeming parts of this episode: merhayes still has potential, need them to stop having the same scene over and over again though. Nico ily and alex get that cheque for sitting there, dancing, and clapping for ellen. Jo selling her shares to koracick... lmao. Bokhee and the other nurse getting their vaccines :’)

LOL @ merhayes having the same interaction. I was telling some people that I’d love for Hayes and Owen to have some scenes and for Hayes to kick Owen’s ass. Because like @schmico-ing said, Owen is a child collector and Hayes would absolutely fucking hate him.

YES ALEX LANDI GETTIN’ THAT DOUUUUGHHHHHHHHHHHHH. What an amazing job. I hope he gets paid in the 6 figures for his time at grey’s.

I don’t know how I feel about Koracick. I love caring Koracick. I hate asshole Koracick. I feel like they’re two different people.

BOHKEE <3

Anyways, love your rants. I look forward to them when s18 starts or even whenever you have the odd urge to rant!

#i would go more in depth but it's been almost a week and the process of purging my mind of grey's has already begun #grey's anatomy #gk asks

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herrashmoo · 3 years

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secondly, im not a tumblr teen. ive been on this website for god knows how long and ive been well versed in queer history. me calling them a pedophile, after a conversation with them resulted in them refusing to admit sexual imagery is not for children, them calling me a bootlicker and several other names, before getting wildly upset and blocking me, had nothing to do with their sexuality and everything to do with the fact that they couldnt tell me sexual imagery is not a thing for minors to consume period end of story. this is AFTER the fact i had been a bit more educated about pride and had ALREADY agreed where i went wrong. now about the sanitization of pride- thats wrong as well. dont get me wrong. but you cant seriously look me in the face and tell me that sexual imagery is not for minors. like- just that statement alone, right? so how is this such a controversy?

ugh okay I guess I’m gonna write A Thing. I’ll get into a proper response to your final questions but first, let’s do some context work.

first thing to make clear is that I know Jux irl, and I also want to make it pretty clear that they and I have pretty similar opinions here, I’m just slightly more likely to put my anger aside to reply to stuff. Do not get it twisted, rhetoric like the kind you were/are using is like, a big red flag for me, it’s the kind of shit reactionaries have been using for eons and like, were I in a less chill mood, I would’ve also likely written you off as a bootlicker troll. Their response was pretty aggressive but not completely misplaced, so I just want to make it clear that like, as another queer dude who is tired of seeing this shit every fucking May for the better part of a decade, I’m also exhausted and pissed off.

As for my claim of teenagerdom, I apologize if that offended, but you have to understand that, generally speaking, the loudest groups having this conversation on the regular are (1) right-wing reactionaries, TERFs, and their ilk trying to stir shit up (see: Operation Pridefall) and (2) young people who don’t have any context for Pride, often haven’t been, and only really have queer politic and history from tumblr and twitter threads featuring reactionary revisionism from the first group. When I see people engage in this conversation, I generally assume they’re in the latter group, as it helps me try to frame my responses in the best faith I can given how tired I am of this shit.

But that aside, sure. Kink isn’t for children. But provided there’s a parent accompanying this hypothetical child at Pride, their job is to explain and provide context for the things they can, and give a solid “you’ll learn more when you’re older” for the things they can’t. The Village People are all each in different kink gear, and as a kid I was told “they like to dress up, and there’s some costumes specifically for adults,” and I was good. I saw bare titties at festivals, smelled weed at concerts, saw bulge at the beach — these are normal human things that happen in the world, and having a responsible adult nearby to explain or provide context for them made them non-issues for me. I don’t think a kid seeing a pup hood is thinking anything more than “oh cool, that dude is dressed up as a dog.” Kids understand fantasy and make-believe. And especially as they age into their teenage years, withholding or sheltering them from knowledge about sex and sexuality can do real damage — hell, we’ve been having that conversation for over a century at least.

(Spring’s Awakening was first published in 1891 and was deeply censored in productions for the better part of a century, due to the content of the work, which is about how sheltering young teens (both straight and queer) from sexual content (and also mental health resources) leads them to try to figure shit out on their own and make catastrophic decisions that they don’t understand the consequences of until it’s too late. Great play, pretty great musical adaptation, wild that we keep rehashing its points like clockwork over a century after publication.)

But I am also of the opinion that Pride isn’t for children, as, while two decades of assimilationist politic would desperately try to argue otherwise, I am queer because I am sexually attracted to, and have sex with, other men. Pride is a response to the criminalization of queer sex acts, and so it is, in turn, a celebration of queer sex acts. So if someone wants to walk around in chaps and a jock, great! If someone wants to wear their pup gear or a harness or a rope tie or a vest, fuck yeah! It’s a space specially carved out for celebrating the queer experience — the original Pride flag (before it was simplified to make it easier to mass produce for profit, which, again, love seeing our culture made into product) had a pink stripe at the very top, specifically representing sexuality. It is, ostensibly, the thing that defines our community (at least the L G and B parts of it) as an outgroup against the mainstream society.

I think that, if you are uncomfortable with kink displays, or you’re uncomfortable with children seeing kink displays, then Pride is not for you or your children! Don’t go! There’s kid-friendly and sanitized versions of Pride in most major cities, do some research into your local/state Stonewall organizations and you can find more about them. But I’m already sick of having actual cops at Pride, I don’t need people who are uncomfortable with displays of sexuality also policing myself or any other queer person in a space they have spent decades carving out for themselves.

A final note — if you don’t understand why a queer person would blow up and completely write off your bullshit after calling them a pedophile, I urge you to do more reading, more listening. I know that in this brave new world of same-sex marriage equality and PrEP access that it’s hard to remember the collective trauma that the community has experienced, but this shit is inflammatory, you’re straight up spewing fightin’ words. The dude wearing a leather harness at Pride isn’t trying to corrupt any youth or fuck any kids, they’re just trying to live their shit, and I’m sorry that you and so many others have somehow decided that that’s an attack on a demographic of people who aren’t the audience for a celebration of sexuality. We’re not fucking pedophiles, and this “think about the kids” nonsense is some Reagan-era bullshit.

#the discourse

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violetnotez · 4 years

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HANDCUFF HC PART 2

anonymous: Yes umm hi I was wondering if you could do the handcuff hc for kirishima todoroki and shinso if you don’t that’s fine but I really like your writing thank you

Im sorry anon I currently dont write for Shinsou...but Im thinking I may in the future! Anyways, I did Kirishima and Todo for ya, as requested :) (Also-these are kinda long...sorry not sorry?)

Hancuff HC Part 1 w/ Izuku and Bakugo

(RULES | MASTERLIST| | REQUESTS OPEN!!! :))

Kirishima

For a while now, Kirishima had noticed you’d been kinda distant

You two had been officially dating for only a few weeks, but you had been friends for quite a while now and he pretty much knew you like the back of his hands

So when you weren’t smiling as much as you used to, weren’t being as happy, and seemed to be more quiet around him, he knew something was up

But everytime he would ask, you seemed to brush it off, as if it wasn't there

“Its okay Kiri, Im fine!” you’d reply, giving him that smile that use to be so much more bright

He really couldn’t figure it out- did he do something wrong? Did he make you mad? Did he say something? WHAT WAS IT?

Poor baby is kinda insecure so he’d instantly be so worried your breaking up with him or something

The day he finally decided he was going to do something was when he was talking to Momo, who was a good friend of yours, wondering if she heard anything from you about your feelings and why you’d been acting so distant

While he was listening to Momo and how she didnt hear about anything from you, he saw you from behind

He noticed that your face fell slightly when you saw him with her, and before he could even say “hi” or ask what was wrong, you instantly walked the other way

Poor Kiri STILL could not understand what was wrong- but he was going to….with the help of his buddies of course!

After class, Kirishima went to Kaminari and told him about his predicament

since Kaminari is always talking about how he knows women so well, he should know what to do, right?

WRONG

“...so I dont know what do man,” he sighed, “Got any ideas?”

Kaminari looked up thoughtfully, thinking about what Kirishima should do

He then snaps his fingers, a light bulb going off in his head

Kaminari grinned, proud of himself- “Dude, I got the perfect idea!”

ALSO WRONG

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Kirishima had asked you to come up to his room-no reason why, just to “hang out”

You smiled sadly at his text, climbing up the stairs to his dorm, thinking about his talk with Momo you had witnessed

You couldn't help it, but you were feeling insecure- Kirishima was such a wonderful and caring person, and even more so as a boyfriend! He was attractive, passionate, hardworking...he was so perfect you couldnt help but think that maybe...you werent as perfect for him as he was for you….

Was there somebody out there better for him? Was he maybe going to find them and leave you? Your heart twinged painfully at the idea, knowing full well you’d be destroyed when-if- that day came

You sighed, preparing yourself to push those feelings down and be happy- you knocked on the door, but, no answer

You stood there for a few moments, wondering what was going on- Kirishima always opened the door so enthusiastically, swinging it open even before your knuckles hit the wood of the frame

You knocked again, but still- no answer. After a few minutes, you got impatient, trying the door knob, which was, surprisingly, unlocked

You creaked the door open, peering into the dark room- it looked completely vacant

Your prayed that this wasn’t some stupid prank his friends were doing on you as you hesitantly walked into the darkness

Your heart fell into your stomach as the door suddenly closed, a cold hand grabbing your wrist

“Oh my god,” you thought frantically, “the villains are here.”

You couldn't even scream, you were so terrified, expecting your ultimate demise when-

“Geez, y/n why are you shaking so bad? You okay babe?” Kirishima asked, his voice full of concern as he turned on the lights

You looked around, adjusting your eyes as you stared at your boyfriend with complete disbelief that he’d do something so cruel to you

“What the hell-No I am not fine Kirishima! Why would you scare me that bad-”

you looked down frantically, your heart still pumping as if you had just sprinted a mile, remembering the cold hand touching your skin

“ what, what's around my wrist?”

“Oh-I-well-Im sorry-I didnt mean-” he was completely flustered, he didnt know what to do first

Does he tell you sorry and hug you, or just tell you straight out why he did that?

He also feels completely stupid- when Kaminari told him to catch you by surprise, Kirishima didn't mean to scare you in the process

At the time, getting you to his room and handcuffing you in the dark seemed perfectly right- now seeing your terrified face makes him feel like total crap.. He didnt really think that it'd scare you, but now thinking about it, of course it did!

Geez, he was the worst boyfriend ever, he thought to himself, wishing he could kick himself for thinking so dumbly

“If you were into this type of stuff, Kiri, you said, “ your face now completely flushed red, “all you had to do was tell me,”

You looked down, not able to look him in the eye

He looked at you confused, not understanding at first what you were implying- into what stuff?

He then realized what you meant...he lured you into his room, shut the door on you, and then handcuffed you- now his face was as red as his hair- oh my god, he really screwed up, now you think he’s some creepy wierdo! He literally wanted to crawl into a hole

“Oh my god- y/n- I swear that’s not what this was- Jesus Christ- uh-” he jumbled out, feeling stupider and stupider the more he talked

“Then what is this, exactly?”

“Uh-” he stuttered, his brain feeling fried- god why couldn't he just talk!

You looked at your boyfriend, concern written all over your features. “Kirishima?”

He sighed, looking down at your delicate wrist

“Baby, please dont be mad,” he asked, his voice now soft, “but I-I noticed lately you’ve been more down in the dumps. I’ve tried to talk to you about it and you brushed it off, but I just know something’s wrong with you, and I just want to make you happy, princess. I don't want to see you sad!”

“So…” he continued, his face a little less red, “I went and talked to Kaminari to see what I should do and he told me to do- this- so you’d have to talk to me…”

You looked at Kirishima’s obviously embarrassed face and couldn't help but giggle from how adorable he was. Yes, you did feel bad for worrying him so much, but it was pretty cute how hard he tried to make you feel better.

And you were also pretty confused- why Kaminari? The dude has gotten laid as much times as Mineta- so practically NONE-

you mentally told yourself to sit with Kirishima one day and explain Kaminari was NOT the way to go for girl advice

“Thank you, Eiji, for trying so hard,” you thanked sweetly, making him feel a little better, “and you know, your right, I have been feeling down lately…”

You told him everything, every insecurity and doubt you’d been having for the last few weeks

Being the good boyfriend he was, he listened calmly to each and every word, even though he desperately wanted to say how untrue all those thoughts were! He was dating you because he loved you, every perfectly imperfect part of you- if he didnt love you, he wouldn't be with you, plain and simple. But he was already so desperately falling for you he couldn't imagine himself without you...to be honest, he felt the same way sometimes

He instantly wrapped you in a bear hug, feeling terrible for not even knowing this all happening! But he was so happy you finally were able to come out and talk to him, even if it did take a little coaxing

“Oh my gosh y/n Im so sorry you were feeling like that!” he’d say, squeezing you close to him, “I love you so much, I’d never leave you-ever- and you are perfect for me, even if you don't think you are ...please dont ever forget that!”

“Okay Eiji, I wont, I promise!” you laughed, “But you're squishing me!”

He instinctively lets go, allowing you to breathe more properly, “Sorry babe!” He’d chuckle, rubbing the back of his neck

“Could, you...maybe-” you smiled, clanking the handcuffs on their wrists

“Oh geez, sorry!” he’d chuckle nervously, rummaging through his pockets for the key and unlocking it

“Thanks,” you’d smile, rubbing your wrists

Then a thought dawned on you as you were both walking out of his room

“Hey Kiri?” you asked

“Hm?”

“Where did you get the handcuffs?”

“Oh, from Kaminari! He said he just had them lying around, and that it’d be fine if I borrowed them!” he smiled as if it was the most innocent thing ever

“Wait….” you and Kirishima thought about this...Kaminari...handcuffs….

“Oh my god, ew!” you’d look down at your wrists as Kirishima realized...why maybe Kaminari had handcuffs…and his face turned beet red

“Im going to go wash my hands... with bleach!” you’d scream out, Kirishima following and trying hard not to laugh at your disgusted face

Todoroki

FInally, hero training class- the one class you actually looked forward to

And the one class where you could star at your crush, Todoroki without being seen

- you sat in the most perfect area-

You were in the back, where Todoroki sat a few rows above to your left, so you could stare at his complexion all class without a single person knowing

It was so hard not too- he was so damn pretty with that perfect red and white part in his hair, those mismatched eyes, his strong jawline-

“...any questions?” Midnight asked the class, everyone seeming to be excited for today’s lesson...except you. You looked completely confused as your trance on Todorki’s face was broken.

“Hey, y/n! You okay girlie?” Mina asked, a giddy smile on her face

“Yeah, totally!” you replied, shaking off the intense gaze you had on Todoroki. “What’d I miss?”

“Oh my gosh you didnt hear!” Mina squealed, “we’re going to do a partner training exercise- the teachers are going to handcuff us to another student, and we have to go through the simulated city with the training bots from the Entrance Exams! Cool, right?!”

“Uh, right!” you said apprehensively- you couldnt think of something more terrifying as a training exercise, but everyone else seemed pretty interested

You gave a glance at Todoroki, noticing his calm demeanor against the wave of hysteria going on in the classroom

“You think we’d be able to pick our own partners?” you asked

“Nah, I dont think that’ll happen, Midnight said the groups are already pre-picked based on abilities…” Mina said, “but if I get Bakugo, I will literally barf!”

You laughed, knowing full well Mina would hate that...she hung out with Bakugo, but she couldnt really stand him without Kirishima at his side to cool him down

You sighed, secretly wishing you didnt get Bakugo either as Midnight read off the names

“Deku….Froppy”

“Iida...Invisible Girl”

“MIna...Bakugo” (at which Mina yelled out “Goddammit!”, making the whole class laugh and Bakugo immediately going into rant)

Kirishima….Uraraka

Todoroki...y/n…..

Midnight kept on listing out names, not even noticing the total chaos she set off in you

Your eyes shot up, not believing your ears- you and Todoroki- were partners!?

Todoroki looked back at you, his face completely unreadable as your cheeks burst with color

Oh Jesus why did he have to be so pretty?

You gave him a small smile as your face turned red, and he raised his hand, acknowledging your kindness and then instantly turning around

You let out a sigh, feeling your body turn antsy- this training exercise was going to be the death of you

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You were now both in the “city”, Todoroki dangerously close to you as you both walked the streets apprehensively, searching for the towering bots that would be coming at any moment

You gave Todoroki a side glance, catching a glimpse of that handsome face

The whole time you guys had not even talked once, making your hopes get crushed slightly- its been 10 minutes! And its like he hasnt even acknowledged your presence...even though you're literally attached to him now

You sighed, trying to not let your self doubt get the best of you-

Todoroki was generally always quiet, this is him just at his finest right? You gave his face another glance, cant helping to admire the scar around his eye that just made your heart swoon

“Is everything alright y/n? You’ve been staring at me for quite some time now,” he asked so nonchalanty

You jumped in shock, feeling your face erupt in red

“I-uh-yeah,actually Im fine!” your voice went up like 10 octaves, making you cringe in disgust

Todoroki turned to you, noticing how red you had gotten

“Y/n?” he asked in that husky voice that made your heart stop beating, “are you alright? Your extremely flushed.” He placed the back of his hand on your forehead, making your face 10x redder

He knows you two are supposed to be in training, but if your not feeling well, he cant allow you to keep training! That would just be improper

He lets his hand sit there, those mismatched eyes boaring into yours as you bite your lower lip, not knowing what to do- it felt like you were just melting against his touch

“I’ve noticed everytime I see you your very flushed, y/n,” he asked, his voice full of concern, “are you sure you’re truly not sick?”

“Y-yes Todo I promise, Im not sick,” you smiled, your body going haywire- he’s noticed your blushes. God no why!

“Lets just focus on the training simulator,” you tried to change the subject in order to keep your face from getting any warmer, sadly pulling away from his touch

“I- Agreed,” he looked down at the ground, as if something he wanted to say was struggling to come out

You kept trucking forward throughout the city, trying to ignore Todoroki’s presence beside you...it was so intoxicating, God, if you could just look at him again-

“y/n!” Todoroki yelled- you were again in your thoughts, not even noticing the giant ROBOT RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU

He instantly scooped you up in your arms, activating his ice quirk to allow him to slide away from the giant fist that slammed into the ground where you two stood

Your face instantly erupted in red again, feeling Shouto’s tone muscles through his hero suit as he worked to get you out of danger

He looked down at you, causing your face to become more red

“Y/n, please- I think your sick-”

“Im-Im not sick!” you yelled, exasperated at yourself for becoming such a wreck in front of him.

But really- how could he be this unaware to your feelings? It was a blessing and a curse to be honest

“You’re cheeks are extremely red, your stuttering, and your vision is clealry impaired- you didnt even see the enemy, y/n! Im going to signal to Midnight that we cant continue, you need to go to the nurses’s-”

“No Todo, we are not doing that!” you said slightly stern- hell you’d let this dumb crush make you and Shouto fail!

You both looked at the robot coming at you two- using your quirk, you slowed the robot some, and Todoroki freezed it with his quirk

“Quick- that’ll only hold it for a few minutes,” he replied quickly, you two going into a run

“Are you sure you don’t want me to pick up y/n? It’ll alleviate the pain-”

“Todoroki, for the last time, Im not sick!” you yelled between breathes, exasperated by his blindness to your feelings, “Im acting like this because I like you, okay! I like you alot Shouto.”

You continued running, not even able to look him in the eye- you were a wreck- you just confessed!!

Shouto didnt say anything, letting your words sink in

You- liked him? He couldnt believe it- he knew he was extremely quiet and reserved, especially around you...but he couldn't believe you would like him back. Every since you came to UA he thought you were exceptionally beautiful and absolutely the light of everyone’s life, including his. Your personality was endearing and your smile so gorgeous he couldn't stand it. He wasn’t well with crushes, or girls for that matter, so he just admired you from afar, but he wished he had the courage to talk to you more and just confess himself

“I-I think I might be ‘sick’ too,” he turned to you slightly, smiling, his cheeks slightly flushed red

---------------Meanwhile in the class-------------

Everyone was crowded in the viewing room, watching the monitor’s on the screen, focusing on you and Shouto’s every move

Unknowing to you two, UA had planted mics in the training city you two were in, so everyone heard your confession

A gasp filled the room, the girls squealing in happiness and the boys very confused

Kaminari looked slightly depressed, because he thought you were pretty cute and now he couldn't flirt with you anymore, and Kirishima kept going on about how “manly” it was for you to confess so honestly

Uraraka was squealing onto Deku’s arm about how happy she was you finally said it (as Deku agreed as red as a tomato)

Mina just laughed hysterically

‘HE THOUGHT SHE WAS SICK!”

She never let you live that moment down….EVER

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pogaytosalad · 3 years

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Heres a wip of a sequel.

Dmviolence, by jade

Hello, if youre hearing this, it probably means im dead. Either that, or im alive and just got tired of keeping this hidden. You might remember my voice from a previous recording about a takeover in sector ⬽:➻, in which id helped prevent total annihilation of the sector. At the time i was unnamed, however now you may call me Kalton. After the takeover i resigned and moved to a job at a dmv. This planet was, for some reason, in one of the most tactically advantageous locations in the galaxy. And for some reason the higher ups dedicated the whole damn planet to dmvs. Dont ask why. Now, onto the story.

I woke up, and i put on my emerald green contact lenses. Just like any other day. I put on a basic white t-shirt and a leather bomber jacket along with a pair of jean shorts. If you cant tell by now, im gay.

I live in a small apartment. By small apartment i mean a bedroom, a bathroom and a kitchen all crammed into 2 rooms. I hopped out the bedroom window onto my motorcycle. It was a diamond white motorcycle with deep red stripes along the sides and the handlebars. My pride and joy. I put on my jet black helmet and took off towards my job at the, you guessed it, dmv.

Chapter 2

I pulled up in the parking lot and took off my helmet, my blue hair a total rats nest. The doors were push doors, yet i somehow ALWAYS pulled first. I entered the dmv and went to my station. A few hours passed by and no one had come in yet, which was unusual. So naturally i decided to sit down on the floor, put in my earbuds, and enjoyed some heavy metal. A few more hours passed by, and usually by now i wouldve been yelled at by my boss. This struck me as odd so i stood up. I really wish i hadnt stood up. The place had been completely destroyed. There were drop pods crashed in through the roof and they all had the ERGON logo on them. Ergon was a multi trillion dollar pencil manufacturing company with its own military. They had previously tried to take over sector ⬽:➻ when i had been working there. I was not looking forwards to what was about to happen.

Quickly, i ducked back onto the floor before anyone saw me. There were 4 riot soldiers holding this building. This was gonna be fun. The riot soldiers are your stereotypical riot gear and police baton soldiers. But these guys had laser batons and the riot gear gave them heightened strength and speed. They also had some, dare I say, shitty energy pistols. I crawled over to one of the soldiers who wasnt being watched and broke their neck. Carefully I took the baton and the pistol. Slowly crawled my way back to my station and checked the shot count in the pistol. I had 6 shots, just enough to take care of the remaining three soldiers. I stood up quickly and shot each soldier twice in the head. First shot to open the riot helmet, second shot to kill. I vaulted over the counter and grabbed the three pistols. These things were so stupid. You couldnt even remove the clips. Once you ran out of shots, the pistol was useless. Nonetheless, i didnt have any choice. I had a laser baton and 18 total shots in 3 pistols.

Upon leaving the building, my motorcycle was one of the few things to survive. It had alot of scratches and damage, but it still worked. The helmet was shattered however. I mounted the motorcycle and took off towards the next closest dmv. Maybe id find some better gear there.

Chapter 3

Pulling up next to the second dmv i immediately noticed 3 things. 1: there was blood everywhere. 2: there were 25 soldiers here. And 3: they all had energy weapons. The reason these things are relevant is because energy weapons dont cause bloodshed. This was the result of something else. Something new i hadnt dealt with yet.

I drove up and ran over 5 of the soldiers. This was probably an incredibly bad idea, seeing as i had 18 shots, enough for 9 kills, and there were 20 soldiers left. Every single soldier turned to me and i, being the absolute genius that i am, welded the front of one of the pistols shut with the laser baton, shot it off, and threw it into thei crowd of soldiers. It exploded, releasing a shockwave of energy and disabling the soldiers. I then used the baton to cut through the riot gear and kill the soldiers. I felt like a badass. That is until a mechanical looking wolf jumped at me and started trying to rip my face off.

The wolf was a frostwolf, except it had been placed into a mechanical frame and its teeth and claws had been replaced with lasers. I tried to bash it off of me with the baton but it just bit it in two. This gave me just enough time to grab an energy pistol and shoot the wolf. It kept trying to kill me amd i wasted a whole clip on it until suddenly, the dog started to levitate in the air and got thrown aside into a wall. I got up and was instantly frozen in place. Thats when.. she walked up.

Chapter 4

The she i am reffering to is ebony. A goth/punk wannabe with light blue tear shaped eyes and black hair with purple streaks. Shes a bitch whos mind got too powerful and now she can move things without touching them. Shes been chasing me for months. Not in a murderous way. Shes just obsessed with me. Ive tried to tell her im gay but she wont listen. And now im at her mercy.

She walked up to me and kissed me on the cheek. I hated it. She looked as if she was contemplating whether or not to free me when a pod came down from the sky and crushed her. Thank god. But i honestly wouldve rathered suffered at her hand than deal with what i had to deal with next...

Out of the pod came the warden. The goddamn warden from sector ⬽:➻. Last id seen him hed been in the same situation as ebony. Crushed to death under a pod. But this time, instead of being on my side, he was here to kill me. He was huge. Like seriously huge. He was at least 8 feet tall and shaped like gaston. Whos gaston? Nobody knows these days. But its basically a way to say "extremely buff and wide". Back to the story. The warden wasnt looking very good, considering the rotten skin, obviously quickly patched together face, and muscles hanging loose out of his skin. His rotting ruined body was held together by an exoskeleton of chromium-tungsten alloy. Nothing i had was gonna cut through that. I was gonna have to get creative here..

The warden had 2 weapons, both of them were his fists. Huge gauntlets that were each about the size of a cow. Definitely bigger than his previous set. They were a golden green metal i couldnt identify. But i didnt want to get hit with one to try and find out. I ran. I ran as fast i could run into the dmv and hid. I could hear the wardens footsteps. It was as if a small earthquake happened each time he took a step.

I peeked over the desk i was hiding behind and saw him punch through the 2 desks opposite to me. It took no effort and i couldve sworn i saw him smile. Obviously i didnt. Cause he didnt have a mouth anymore. But if he did, he definitely wouldve smiled. I took a shot to get his attention and ran off towards the wall. The warden was definitely faster than i expected.

Luckily i managed to dodge the blow by a centimeter. The metal smelled of decaying flesh and popcorn. The wardens blow punched a huge hole in the wall. I hope you see where im going with this.

I ran off to another wall and we repeated this same process a number of times until the building was barely still up. I ran out the doors and threw the baton at the last of the supports, cutting through it and causing the building to collapse in on the warden. He wasnt getting out of that. I decided to search the rubble to see if i could find anything worth taking. I found a new baton, a flame rifle and a few more energy pistols.

The flame rifle was a very interesting design. The sides were painted jet black with flame decals scattered about. You could feel the heat on the inside and it made the gun warm to the touch. Comfortable to hold. Other than that though, it looked like an old fashioned 8.59mm sniper rifle. It had 4 shots remaining, so id have to use it sparingly.

I grabbed some scrap materials out of the rubble to make a holster for it and put it on my back.

The energy pistols just dangled from a keychain. The baton was simply turned off and placed through a hole in the back pockets of my shorts. I ran to my motorcycle and drove off, i needed to find out more. I had questions, and i had a sneaking suspicion that i knew where to find the answers.

I drove off again, i was dirty and there was blood on me and my bike. I probably looked like a serial killer. But i knew that if anyone was still alive, itd be jayden. They were.. well. They were a vampire. They lived in a swampland area and wore sparkly rainbow shirts and a huge sunhat. The sunhat allowed them to go outside in the sun, and they only drank coconut water. They also had a crazy amount of weaponry and used to work at ergon, before being fired for stealing weaponry. By the way, if you havent noticed by now, im using they/them to refer to jayden. Jayden doesnt have a gender. Jayden.. is kind of my crush. It probably has something to do with the fact that theyre the only person on this planet who talks to me. Other than ebony.. but ebony is... not my type i guess. Anyways, back to jayden. Jayden was on the roof of their swamp shack drinking coconut water out of a wine glass. I yelled up at them and they fell off the roof onto my back. I guess i cushioned their fall. Jayden immediately said "What do you need dear" without waiting for me to stand up, and shattered the wine glass. I informed them of the situation and asked the questions i had. Things like "what are the ergon soldiers defences like on their ships" and "how did they reanimate the warden" they had answers.

Jayden told me about the new security measures that had been put in place since id last been on an ergon ship. There was now a code for each teleportation pod and the gaurds had doubled. As for the warden, it turns out jayden was actually the first test run in reanimation sciences, and couldnt answer me because they had been unconcious in a lab when the warden was reanimated. That explained the vampire undead thing. Jayden invited me into the shack where they pulled a nail out of the floorboards and it turned into a ramp to the basement. Down in the basement? Thats where jayden kept their weapons they stole. And boy oh boy were there some interesting ones.

One that immediately caught my attention was the big rocket launcher. It had 3 barrels and each was a different colour, indicating a different effect. One was red, one was yellow, and one was green. The red barrel fired a normal explosive rocket, the yellow barrel fired an electromagnetic pulse rocket, and the green barrel fired an acidic explosive. And the launcher shrunk down to the size of an energy pistol when a button was pressed. It gathered up dirt and dust and garbage around it from the back to quickly convert into ammo but the only downside is that it would be difficult to use more than once in an area.

Jayden picked out an old shotgun. At first i didnt understand why, but then they loaded the clip. The clip was a huge drum that loaded in the bottom of the barrel. The drum was see through and inside you could see sawblades lined up side by side. When they pumped the shotgun a blade got lifted into a slot between the 2 shotgun barrels and started glowing red. When the trigger was pulled, the blade spun at high speeds and fired out of the slot, spinning along the ground like a wheel. It could cut through anything a baton could cut through and seemed to almost follow its target. The gun itself looked like an DP-12, except behind the pump, a large clear drum full of sawblades was in place. The blade sat between the barrels in place of the iron sights and got heated up by an electrical circut.

I also took a laser sword instead of my baton, it was just like the one that [3825968] had, except this one was about an inch longer. The final weapon i took was an acid thrower. It was basically just a watergun with acid in it. Ive always been partial to acidic weapons. If youve heard my other story, youd know why..

Jayden also took a submachine gun that fired freezing rounds. The rounds were essentially glorified waterballoons with liquid nitrogen in them. Though the rounds were bullet sized, enough shots from it would certainly freeze you in place. The freeze gun was about the size of the average human head, and was painted navy blue with blue saphire stripes placed along it. We both left the shack, me with my sword and jayden with a wine glass. We were ready to kick ass and put a stop to this.

We left and immediately both got flung into some trees. Guess who it was. It was ebony. Her body had been found and reanimated. I was starting to see a pattern. And now we had to fight the telekinetic who could kill us with a wave of her hand.

She was levitating. Her eyes were glowing red and her hair was floating in the air. She had a smile of someone about to rip your arms off and beat you with them. I tried to take a shot at her but my hand got knocked aside by an invisible force. So i tried the next best thing. Seduction. Fake seduction. Hopefully the whole dying and coming back from the dead thing didnt make her stop being weirdly obsessed with me.

While i faked surrender and complimented ebony and attempted to seduce her, jayden took aim of their ice gun and shot a burst at ebonys right arm. The arm froze in place and shattered. Hopefully that would lower the strength of her telekinetic abilities. It did. But only by about half. Which meant jayden got thrown into the air as i tried to discreetly unholster my acid gun. It wasnt discreet enough and the gun was knocked from my hand.

The gun flew forwards and the impact of hitting the ground set it off for a second, just enough to spray an acidic burn through her arm. Incapacitating her. Jayden ended up sneaking up behind her and impaling her through the skull with the shattered end of their wine glass. Finally ebony was dead for good.

The acid gun was busted, so we had to leave it behind. We got onto my motorcycle and took off towards my apartment building. We would need food if we were going to be traveling. An apartment complex would probably be full of foods, and alot of dead people who wouldnt care if we took some stuff.

#writing #scifi #fantasy violence

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kendrixtermina · 4 years

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Further reactions to "The book of lost tales":

I appreciate that Idril canonically wears armor and does swordfighting.

I feel like I can actually imagine adult!Idril much better now like in armor and with open hair, distraught but ready to fight while babby Earendil does not yet realize the danger...

My first thought is that Earendil was probably cute in that baby chainmail. My second thought is OUCH, Idril and Tuor always made sure their growing baby had fitting chainmail cause they felt the apocalypse might get them at any moment. Imagine that, imagine them having the baby armor fitted every year or so :(

Its fun how much of the basic structure already exists but most of what you'd consider the main characters doesn't exist or is scattered across various minor roles The only Prince anywhere in sight is Turgon - Except for Team Doriath, theyre all accounted for. I suppose Maeglin is kinda there in name only with vaguely the same role & motivation, but looks personality and background all did a 180 since. Luthien is still pretty much "princesd classic" at this point, not quite the fearless go-getter from the final version - markedly this version tells Beren that she doesnt want to wander in the wilderness with him whereas the final one says she doesnt care and its Beren still wants to get the shiny so as not to ask this of her and also for his honor.

I mean in the finished version Id consider the 3rd and 4th gen royals to be the main characters (well, alobgside Team Doriath and the varioud human heroes) and theyre hardly here. Imagine the silm with no Finrod!

Feanor had no affiliation with the royal family whatsoever, and is also generally less super. He's just the guy who won the jewelsmithing competition, not the inventor of the whole discipline. Still seems to have been envisionad as a respected member of the community who gets called to the palace for crisis meetings and is listened to when he stsrts giving speeches. From the first he already has the backstory of going off the deep end (or at least growing disillusioned with Valinor) after a family member is killed by Melkor and theyre still the first to die, but its just some other rando unrelated to the royals

The situation regarding the humans is different - instead of Melkor leaking their existence, its Manwe who explains that the other continents were supposed to be for them eventually. So Feanor goes off on a tirade about weak puny mortals comes off as a more of a jerk unlike in the final version where Melkor barely knew about the humans and described them to the Noldor as a threat. On the other hand in this one, also very much unlike in the finished product, Melkor dupes even Manwe into being unfair to the elves as a whole. In this the final version is a definite improvement, both Feanor and the Valar come off as a lot more sympathetic and though still deceived he's partially right in some things at least, so you have more of a genuine tragedy rather than a simple feud

There is something to the idea of Commoner!Feanor tho. I guess some of this survived in his nomadic explorer lifestyle and how both his wife and mother (who arent mentioned here) eventually were the ones to get that background of being not especially pretty ladies who are not from the nobility but got renown, respect and acclaim for their unique talent and contribution to society, with each having invented things and Nerdanel also being renowed for her wisdom. Hes sort of an odysseus-like Figure in that sense. I suppose later developements necesitated that Maedhros & co. have an army not just a band of thieves, which means they needed to be nobles/lords. That said this being a society where artisans are very respected and half the lords have scholarly/artistic pursuits going, the gap was probably not as big to begin with as it might have been in say, medieval England. Esoecially since Nerdanel's father had been given special honor by one of the local deities and that the social order might have been a very recent thing in Miriel's time. One might speculate that the first generation of Lords started out as warriors during the great journey, or perhaps just Finwe's friend group.

Also found that bit intetesting where the Valar have to deal with the remaining political tensions and effects of Melkor's lies on the remaining population in Valinor... - i guess with the change of framing device it was less likely for news of something like this to reach Beleriand. That, or the existence of Finarfin and his repentance made this go smoother this over in later cannon

Turgon's go-down-with-the-ship moment reaaly got to me. Im half tempted to write a fic where his wife, siblings and dad glomp him on arrival in Mandos. I dont care that none of them exists yet in this continuity i want Turgon to get hugs

I love all the additional Detail that got compressed out in the shift from fairytale-ish to pseudohistoric style especially all the various Valinor magic insofofar as it is compatible with the final version - particularly love the idea of the connection between the lamps and the trees that is now integrated into my headcanon forever

Its actually explained what the doors of night are

If I had not already read unfinished tales or volumes X to XII where this is also apparent, this is where I would say: Ah so the Valar were supposed to be flawed characters. Manwe has an actual arc; by the time he sends Gandalf he finally "got" it. I think in the published silm the little arcs of Ulmo and Manwe are mostly just lost in compression/ less apparent when only some of the relevant scenes got in but not all

It occurred to me way too late that the "BG" chars are the most consistent because theyre at the start and most stories are written from beginning to end. Finwe doesnt get a dedicated paragraph of explicit description until HoME X but my takeaway was that he's described pretty much like I always imagined him anyways/ same vibe I always got from him... charismatic, thoughtful, enthusiastic, sanguine temperament, brave in a pinch but at times lets his judgement be clouded by personal sentiment (though that last bit is more apparent/salient as a character flaw once he became the father of a certain Problem Child) ...i guess this would be a result of jrrt having had a consistent idea of him in his head for a long time.

This means Finwe's still alive at the time of the exodus which is just fun to see/interesting to know... Interestingly he sort of gets what later would be Finarfin's part of ineffectually telling everxone to please chill and think it over first while Feanor simply shouts louder (which is consistent with his actions before the sword incident in later canon where he initially spoke out against the suspiciozs regarding the Valar) - but its not exactly the same, he's more active than Finarfin later in that when "chillax" availed nothing he said that then at least they should talk with the other Kings and Manwe to leave with their blessing and get help leaving (This seems like it would have been the clusterfuck preventing million dollar suggestion in the universe where Feanor is related to him and values him) but when even that falls on death ears he decides that he "would not be parted from his people" and went to run the preparations. I find it interesting that the motivation is sentiment/attachment (even phrased as "he would not be parted from [his people]" same words/ expression as is later used for the formenos situation), not explicitly obligation as it later is for Fingolfin (who had promised to follow Feanor and didnt want to leave his subjects at the mercy of Feanor's recklessness )

Speaking of problem children. It seems the sons of Feanor were the Kaworu Nagisa of the Silmarillion in that originally all they do is show up at some point and kill Dior as an episodic villain-of-the-week. And then, it seems their role got bigger in each continuity/rewrite... probably has something to do with the Silmarils ending up in the title later making it in the sense their story that ends and begins with them. They have zero characterization beyond "fierce and wild" at this point, though in what teetsy bits there is we already have the idea that Maedhros is the leader and Curufin is the smart one/shemer/sweet-talker, though not the bit where Maedhros (or Maglor, or anyone really) is "the nice one". Which I guess explains why "Maglor" sounds like such a stereotypical villain name.

"The Ruin of Doriath" was purportedly the patchworkiest bit of the finished product, but I never noticed and it actually left quite an impression of me upon first reading, the visual of Melian sitting there with Thingol's corpse in her arms contemplating everything thinking back to how they met... she had the knowledge to warn him not to doom himself but couldnt get him to understand it because he doesnt see the world as she does.... After reading this though I wish there was a 'dynamic' rendition that combined all the best bits like, youd have to adapt it to the later canon's rendition of the dwarves, have Nargothrond exist etc. But i mean that just makes Finrod another dead/doomed relative of Thingol's whom bling cannot truly replace, like Luthien and Turin. In the Silmarillion you could easily read it as just an "honoured guest treatment" but here and in unfinished tales I get the impression that Thingol actually did see Turin as a son.

Already you see the idea of trying to make the stories all interconnected but there is less than there will be (the human heroes aren't related yet and there is basically no Nargothrond, which is later a common thread for many of the stories - a prototype shows up in the 'Tale of Turambar' tho complete with half baked prototypes of Orodreth and Finduillas

O boi im not even through yet

#silmarillion #the book of lost tales #history of middle earth #baby reads HoMe

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delimeful · 4 years

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First time they saw Patton cuddling with Virgil? (Like y’know the energy thing maybe?) Or Virgil protecting the three of them from some other alien?

Okay, now that Making Adjustments is out in full, I’m posting all the asks that inspired me for certain parts or even just to continue writing! Thank you to everyone who sent in ideas/what they wanted to see/theories, I really appreciate it! All asks under the cut!

@ironwoman359 said: I’d be really interested to read about what the first week or two aboard the ship with all four of them was like. I’m sure it was a big adjustment for all of them, and it’d be really cool to see!

@skeletonsloverockcandy said: WINBAR prompt - Virgil’s first night on the ship, is not with Patton, and gets a nightmare. Logan finds him and Virgil has to explain his nightmare/dreams

@the-princey-pie said: Logan mentioned that Virgil would probbaly have trouble fitting through the space ship doors. Now I really want to see Vorgil stepping into their spaceship the first time/navigating it for the first few weeks.

@indigomasquerade97 said: WIBAR prompt. Virgil is Stitch from Lilo and Stitch. You know the scene I’m talking about! ;) Roman is still freaked out with the idea of having a human on board, and one night (maybe on patrol, since he is still jittery from loosing Patton and doesn’t want to loose him - or Logan - again) and he gets freaked out by the nocturnal human suddenly being in the room? IDK

Anonymous said: So. I was wondering for the WIBAR prompts, what was Virgil’s first night on the ship like? How did Roman and Logan act towards him? And is he worried that his relationship with Patton is going to change now that he’s back with his family? Sorry if this is a lot…

Anonymous said: WIBAR prompt idea: Food! Since food is often culturally connected for humans, would it be the same for our alien friends? And if they have any, from Virgil’s pov., strange food items etc. Would be interesting to see considering they are all from such different species. :D

@justanotherpurplebutterfly said: WIBAR: did Patton tell his crewmates how to interpret Virgil’s body language? Did they figure it out for themselves? Did they struggle to remember when they saw him smile or stretch (and make himself big) or something?

Anonymous said: I would love to see some V POV or adjustment period/cultural differences! (particularly L/R’s reactions to V smiling, differences in diet/hunting styles, what V considers a threat vs. what LMP consider threats… anything that highlights the deathworlder in Virg! (Space Australia is like my fav thing that came out of tumblr)) also maybe some more of L/R’s thoughts on Patton befriending a space boogieman?? I really really love this au! :)

Anonymous said: OoOOooh okay how about,, Virgil’s POV as they head back to Roman and Logan’s ship and get on, (and maybe if he doesn’t know the species Logan and Roman are he could ask? That seems the easiest way for us to learn more about the boys without it being too awkwardly shoved in) and V’s probably awkward because he doesn’t know Lo and Ro and Ro’s openly hostile and he wasn’t expecting to go along with them and idk you decide. Also :DD wibar’s not done yet!! Tysm; I’m really enjoying it!

@bishopriecke said: Okay, so I’ve got a couple prompts so I’ll send them separately in case that’s how you’d wanted them? The story is absolutely adorable and it made me think of the sleeping habits back on the ship. There’s space for Virgil, but will Pat gravitate to sleeping with him, since it was such a comfort and Virgil only gets sleepy if he snags energy during cuddles? If he’s tired/virgil’s stressing over something will he wander over to where Virgil is chilling and settle in his lap? How’s Ro&Lo react?

@bumblebeekitten said: Do any of the others attempt to learn Virgil’s language? Or maybe Virgil quietly tries to dispel some of the more hurtful rumors about ‘deathworlder humans’?

Anonymous said: What would wibar Roman and Logan do if they couldn’t find Patton? Would they assume Virgil had done something?

Anonymous said: While waiting for more WIBAR, I keep re-reading everything (Act 1, Intermission, all the world building asks). Right now, I just want to plead with Patton to go find Virgil as he needs comfort, to calmly tell Logan that I don’t blame him, and to hiss at Roman that, while he has had bad experiences and that is valid, he needs to be nicer. Granted, a reaction like that from a human fan-nut probably wouldn’t help Virgil’s case… but he needs a hug so much right now!

Anonymous said: i’m thinking there’s lots of potential for hurt/comfort with this chapter. Virgil’s obviously panicking so i reckon he’s gonna have to try and convince himself that he can trust Patton if not the others. i feel like virgil still wont trust the others but they’ll get to see that he’s not always this big, strong deathworlder and he gets scared just like them. he’s been traumatised and he cares for Patt a lot and theyll try to understand eachother better and hopefully become friends/gain some trust

Anonymous said: that is very much wishful think and a need for my boys to be happy though haha. soz, that probably wasnt very helpful for writing but thats just something i’d like to see happen but i KNOW that whatever you end up writing is gonna be fabulous (ran out of room on my last ask and couldnt even sign it, whoops)

@justanotherpurplebutterfly said: I’m mainly really curious how Roman will react. If he has even have as big of an imagination as buobba Roman then he will probably interpret Virgil’s outburst as a violent attack and try to frame him as a danger they shouldn’t keep on the ship. However if he was able to detect Virgil’s fear then this might be the first step of them growing closer. Idk which I like better, because on one hand I want them to to get along and witness wacky human things in an amicable atmosphere, but on the other hand, misunderstandings are soooo good!!!! Most of all I want Virgil to get a hug though. Poor boy deserves one. I don’t care with who it is, although I suspect it will be Patton because no way the other ones trust Virgil enough and vice versa.

@yalltookmyurlideas said: Haha wibar fears? There are,,, so many. My main fear is that Roman will misinterpret Virgil’s panic to mean he’s hiding something and not see it for the panic and fear it is.

Anonymous said: I was thinking about for WIBAR, are we going to find out more about Virgils life on Earth? Is there angst there or is it irrelevant? Also would Logan and Roman go after Virgil themselves so as not to worry Pat or would they realise this was a situation they couldn’t solve? OR does Roman think V is attacking them and goes to hurt him? Sorry long ask but I’m excited for the chapter 😅😅🥰🥰

Anonymous said: Ayyy super late gang, barely got a hour of sleep bc anxiety/nightmares so yeehaw. I guess for WIBAR, the most essential thing to consider is how you want Making Adjustments to sorta add onto its characters & how they interact. Idk that ofc, but I think the situation is going to resolve into a ‘im only human’ (the irony) kinda situation and the crew (maybe minus patton??) only /starting/ to grasp the human is a bunch of damaged goods who is lowkey more scared of them than they are of he (½)

Anonymous said: (2/2) how i see the situation going down? Depends who finds him. If it’s Pat, he could sing him clam like in the cell. If its Roman or Logan, odds are Virgil’s gonna b scared & his response will be to Fight or Freeze, as he already did the Flight option. Virgil reacting like a cornered animal would be terrifying Ro and Lo. (Also Ro and Lo going to wake up Pat for Human Help has the same vibes of a child waking up their parents to tell them they puked lmao)

@killerfangirl3 said: After where you left last chapter, I am 100% terrified Roman will find Virgil before Patton and cause real danger to everyone. After all Virgil is flooded with adrenaline right now and he barely knows how his strength affects the metal? of the ship as it is. The sudden increase in strength if he was attempting to defend himself could cause him to put a hole in the ship.

@hotchocolatehugs said: Oh! Also, would Virgil calm down if Patton found him, or would it just make him worse/more crazed? I dunno about his state of mind, but if I were in his position I would probably be acting aggressively to anyone who came in. Do aliens have hot chocolate or tea, or some equivalent drink? Because I think Virge needs a calming drink. (sorry if this is too much!)

Anonymous said: I saw your latest post and all I could think about is Virgil stuck on the appliance, really high up and close to the ceiling unseen while he sees Roman and Logan below. Maybe a bit of a language barrier while they say some words that Virgil may not no yet and jumping to conclusions and filling in the blanks in the sentences

Anonymous said: I’m afraid that In WIBAR, Roman may keep Pat from going to find and comfort Virgil and just…leave him up there

@katelynn-a-fan said: Mission impossible theme while looking for Virgil. Too short can’t see Virgil on top appliance. Mission impossible theme continues and fades into the distance. (That’s all I got)

Anonymous said: WIBAR suggestions/predictions/fears: I worry about Roman or Logan finding Virgil before Patton - Roman because I don’t think he will be understanding about how afraid Virgil is; Logan because I think that would scare Virgil more. He might break out of his flight stage into fight, and that could make them fear him more. But, while worry about this scenario, maybe it would be for the best. Maybe one or both need to find him at a low to see that he isn’t a monster, just scared.

@enby-phoenix said:

OK so wibar thoughts! I’m a little concerned that Roman will think that Virgil was genuinely trying to attack him with that chair and also probably trying to hurt Logan, and he’s gonna get upsetti. I also think that the way they figure out what’s made Virgil go all fight or flight will probably involve Logan doing the memory share thing, but it’ll take them a bit to get close enough without Virgil threatening to bite Logan’s hands off.

Also PLEASE let my boy eat a full meal and get some proper sleep!

I would also love to see Virgil curled around Patton protectively but everyone knows that it’s Patton who’s making Virgil feel safe.

Another prediction is that Logan, realizing that SOMETHING bad just happened, and knowing that all his information on humans seems to be incorrect or at least not apply to this one, will go to Patton for advice on what to do regarding Virgil’s sudden change of behavior, and how to calm him down again. Cause Patton is the resident expert on Virgil.

I also imagine that Logan might keep his note taking to himself again for a bit, until Virgil believes that he’s not the bad kind of scientist.

I love that Virgil climbed on top of the tallest thing he could find, and I imagine that if it’s above everyone else’s usual eyelines, they each walk past him multiple times while they’re worriedly searching the ship for him.

I’m mostly imagining Virgil clinging to Patton like a lifeline and the other two aliens worrying for their tiny friend but Patton knows that Virgil is just scared and sings him the “calm down baby it’s okay I’m here” hatchling soothing song until Virgil calms down a little, and then still staying with him while explanations are had. They do not come out of the small space on top of the tallest appliance and Roman doesn’t like that but he’ll deal.

Now that I’m thinking about it more, one of the best ways for Logan to gain (at least a little bit of) Virgil’s trust would be for Virgil to see his honest reaction to what the other scientists did to him. Cause based on what I know of Logan, he would be horrified. And that might help Virgil to realize that Logan ISN’T LIKE those other scientists.

Anonymous said: *gets out the defibrillator to help kickstart the creative juices* At this point Virgil is running on fumes and when the trio find him Patton tries to comfort him. But he’s too stressed and feels betrayed and there’s just too much inner turmoil for him to hold back so he finally breaks down in front of them. Perhaps it’s not Patton that manages to calm him down, but Roman who finally recognizes him as a traumatized person rather than “just an evil human” :D

@enby-phoenix said: tbh Virgil probably hisses at either Logan or Roman at some point and it makes them nervous and confused.

Anonymous said: Roman forcing Virgil down from his hiding spot. 'Blade’ to his neck and tying him to a chair. Virgil thinking that he shouldn’t have run and that they are going to be even angrier at him now, ergo more painful experiments. Begging to be put under for the cutting away and to please don’t get mad at Patton (just in case Patton was trying to be a good friend).

Anonymous said: Suggestion for WIBAR - Roman goes looking for Virgil, all ready for a confrontation. But, when he finds him, Virgil unknowingly makes some sort of gesture that means fear/terror to Roman’s people and he stops and evaluates the situation with clearer eyes. This gives Patton/Logan/both a chance to get there.

Anonymous said: Can we get somr wibar fluff/angst?

Anonymous said: I’m just waiting for WIBAR Virgil to just pass out and the panic of everyone that sees him. Or Roman threatening him or Logan goes to touch him and BAM he’s on the floor!

Anonymous said: Stuff for WIBAR: 1: who’s gonna find Virgil? 2: what’re they gonna do with him? 3: how’s he gonna react? – Options: Patton: tries to comfort him Virgil: can’t decide whether to trust or not, maybe leading to emotional outburst and sad PatPat – Logan: scared cuz danger goblin had an outburst at him. Wondering what he did wrong & how to best proceed Virgil: 'he’s gonna do tests on me’ fight or flight – Roman: 'so, if you hurt my friends imma hurt you’ Virgil: fight or flight – ½

Anonymous said: 2/2 Of course those aren’t the only options, but it was fun for me, and I hope it got creative juices flowing for you as well. I love all your writing, and I want you to know that you can take as long as you need to be proud of your work. It’s okay. And take care of yourself too! You can’t make as good of work when you aren’t feeling as good as usual

#asks #wibar #assistance asks #long post #read more please work :(

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PART TWO OF THE PG AMASAI FIC

Last part. I also post these on my A03 account. Let me know if you enjoy these and I can write more pregame stuff?

Gets a little raunchy oops.

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Saihara couldn't get their last interaction out of his mind. Too many things happened at once and honestly it was hard for him to process. Amami, his celebrity crush, had both protected him and spoken to him for the first time. He couldnt concentrate on any of his other classes because Amami's voice echoed in his head. His stomach turned with butterflies and he bit his lip. There was no doubt that anyone could see his flushed face from a mile away.

Saihara wanted to properly thank Amami. It's not often that anyone even considers his feelings or well being. Even Akamatsu would half ass try to calm Momota down. She normally had her own way of going about it.

Fantasies filled his head as Saihara imagined the dirtiest, out of the box things. Things he would never have the courage or motivation to even say outloud. He wouldnt dare let anyone know just how his thoughts could get. He was already seen as the nerdy fanboy who wouldn't shut up about Danganronpa. Adding on perverted in front of that was surely going to ruin any chance at regaining a reputation for him.

The bell rung signaling the other kids to make their way out to go home, but Saihara stayed back and made his way to the library. There weren't many kids that had to stay after that day so Saihara found an empty table and sat down. He just opted to dig out his composition book and began to write. This was notebook was where he would come up with different executions for the blackened or analysis of the trials. Also thrown in there were his secret writings about Amami; He was embarrassed to admit his "teenager in love" feelings. Often times he envisioned the two of them in a killing game together; Both of them being the survivors in the end.

The pen worked across the lined paper as he wrote out yet another version of them figuring out the mastermind of their game together. This was sure to make time fly by fast.

People came and went with little acknowledgement from him. Other students still took this time to use the computers, do homework, or check out books before the campus closed. It didn't feel like much time had passed before he heard the door of the library open again. This time he did glance up. A small framed boy with purple hair skulked in, looking in every direction with caution before he made his way into the shelves.

Kokichi Ouma. Saihara knew the kid got bullied even more than he did, which he didn't think was possible. Ouma was always seen with some sort or bandage or bruise for the day and he constantly seemed to be on edge as he pushed through the day. It was almost like prey tiptoeing through dangerous turf.

Saihara had tried to talk and befriend him on many occasions but Ouma stayed closed off. He offered conversation but anyone could tell he was uncomfortable and would push hard to keep it up. So Saihara decided to leave him alone most of the time. Plus, Ouma didn't seem at all interested in Danganronpa so Saihara would always direct the conversation there eventually and almost ruin anything he had.

Right after Ouma towered Amami. He followed Ouma towards the back shelves as he took small glances around, almost as if he was protecting Ouma as they went.

Saihara's breath hitched as he watched the two of them disappear. What could they be doing? Were they friends? More than friends? Why would Amami watch over him? So many questions filled his mind as his hands began to tremble a bit. He wanted to get up and go eavesdrop. Yes it was wrong, but he was curious. It couldn't hurt to investigate and put his mind at ease.

He closed his notebook and shoved it back into his bag. As long as he didn't leave the library, whoever was monitoring the "delinquents" of the day wouldn't say anything. He scooted his chair back quietly and quickly made his way to the back.

He weaved through, his back against the books as he looked down each aisle cautiously for any glimpse of them until at last he saw them. They stood fairly close, Ouma looking up at Amami and clutching the strap of his messenger bag. Amami stood over him, his hands in his pocket casually as he listened to Ouma whispering to him.

Saihara wished he could get closer, but he stayed hidden around the corner at the end of the aisle. Ouma was just quiet enough where all he got were broken sentences or words that he couldn't put into a cohesive statement. Saihara peeked around the corner once more to watch. Amami suddenly jerked his head toward the direction of him and Saihara jerked back and prayed that he wasn't seen.

'Fuck fuck fuck...' He thought to himself. It was time to prepare for Amami to come and find him, but he didn't. Saihara gave it a little bit and relaxed his breathing before he carefully peered once more. They hadn't moved. Oh thank god.

Ouma looked down and nodded and Amami reached out to touch his arm. Saihara knew Amami couldn't be as harsh as he was before, there really was some caring nature in him. It made his heart leap.

Amami let his hand fall from Ouma and Ouma turned to leave towards the front. This time Amami didn't follow, but instead crossed his arms and watched him leave.

Saihara turned his head away, hoping to not be seen if Amami looked around again before leaving behind Ouma. When he peeked again, he was right. Amami was no where to be seen. He must have been satisfied and tailed Ouma. Saihara took a deep breath. Part of him was actually sad that Amami had left. Today had been the closest he had ever been to Amami and it was thrilling.

Content with his investigation, Saihara turned to go back to his table but was stopped abruptly by someones chest. Saihara's breath hitched as he was faced with that familiar brown cardigan and red striped tie. This was it. He was done for.

His eyes slowly raised until he could see under the lip of his hat, Amami staring darkly down at him. Saihara froze in place. Fuck.

"Uhm. Uh. I'm so- oof!" Saihara started to apologize but was cut off as he was shoved against the shelf.

"What the hell were you doing spying on us?" Amami leaned his arm on the shelf next to Saihara's head, his other hand in Saihara's shoulder holding him in place.

"I w-wasn't spyin-"

"Don't fucking lie to me. You were eavesdropping on us. I saw you the entire time."

Did he really? Saihara thought he was actually doing a great job staying hidden.

"I just-just wanted to uhm." Saihara could not for the life of him come up with any excuse. He was so mad at himself for finding his predicament low key arousing. Amami was attractive and he was so close that Saihara could swear he felt Amami's hot breath on him.

"I swear if you are trying to get to Ouma." Amami almost growled.

"No!" Saihara interrupted, a little too loudly, causing Amami to sneer and dart his eyes side to side to make sure no one else was near them. Saihara threw his hands up in defense, his legs closing together and trembling. "I sw-swear! I just want-ted to see you." There was no use in hiding it. Anything else he could have come up with would have been worse and Saihara already was not a good liar.

"What?" Amami didn't seem like he believed him as he continued to stay, unmoving.

"I just...I saw y-you and I, I wanted to look at you more." He was not making any sense. Time for the flood gates to open and let himself ramble on. "I cant take my-my eyes off you and I'm s-sorry I just followed to look at y-you more. I have a big crush on-on you and any time I g-get to actually see you I want to g-get closer."

Amami's face was unchanging but his eyes glanced down at Saihara's frame and body language. "You're enjoying this aren't you."

That shut Saihara up immediately. "I'm s-sorry?"

"You're enjoying this." Amami stated once again before taking a step closer, his body now touched Saihara's.

Saihara could not read Amami's face, even with it being so close to his. He wanted to lean up and kiss him so badly. Amami's lips were right there and it wouldn't take much.

"You're getting off on me even being this close to you."

"Yes." Saihara's response came out quickly and very breathy. He became very aware of the body that was touching his and he longed for it to be flushed against his. Saihara spread his legs without a second thought.

Amami scoffed at the response he was given and looked down. Contrasting his statements, Amami pressed his thigh between Saihara's legs and felt just how hard he had gotten.

Saihara's eyed widened and he moved his hips to grind down on Amami's thigh involuntarily. A small squeak escaped his lips and his eyes fluttered, but he worked to keep them open.

"Fucking knew it." Amami's eyes pierced through Saihara's as he pushed his thigh up more.

Saihara reached out and grabbed Amami's cardigan tightly in an attempt to get even closer. His breathing picked up as he continued his movement of rubbing himself on Amami's thigh.

This was better than he had imagined in his dreams. He felt drool pooling into his mouth as he lost himself in the smell and touch of Amami. He had completely forgotten that they were in public and just hidden away enough to not be caught.

The hand Amami had been holding Saihara down with moved up against the shelf, trapping Saihara between both his arms.

Saihara didn't mind, not that he would go anywhere. His movements switched between pressing down hard and going slow to desperately rubbing himself. Saihara's face was so red and his abdomen began to tighten. There was no way he was going to make it much longer.

Saihara wrapped his arm's around Amami's neck to completely flush them together. He whimpered and tried to keep his moans quiet as his hips staggered in their movement. Saihara buried his face into the crook of Amami's neck in an attempt to keep himself quiet, his hat slipping back and falling on to the ground.

He could hear that Amami's breath had changed as well and for a bit, Saihara thought he may actually be enjoying this as well.

That thought was all he needed to start pushing him over the edge. Saihara felt the drool dip down from his mouth and on to Amami's shirt. The tightness in his abdomen turned into heat as the movements of his hips became more erratic.

Fuck fuck fuck.

Saihara squeezed his thighs around Amami's and held on tight as felt himself climax. He bit his lip hard to keep from making any noise as he twitched and rode out the orgasm.

It felt like they stayed like that for minutes, but it was only couple of seconds.

Amami moved his leg out from between Saihara's and was met with a whimper from the latter. Amami straightened himself up and looked down at him.

When Saihara finally got the courage to look up, Amami's eyes weren't nearly as dark as they were before.

Neither of them spoke as they looked at each other. Saihara attempted to catch his breath but he was in such a daze it was hard to concentrate.

Amami leaned down and picked up the forgotten hat on the ground before placing it haphazardly on Saihara's head.

Saihara reached up and fixed it properly.

"Uhm. Th-thank you." Saihara broke the silence.

"For?" Amami questioned as he straightened himself up.

"That. Uhm. My hat? And-d doing that. You- why did y-you do that wi-with me?"

"Your time is almost up now right?"

Time? He forgot he was supposed to basically be in detention at the moment.

"Oh." He looked over at a clock that hung on the wall above a close by shelf. It really was almost time now, but how did Amami know? "Ye-yeah."

"Alright. You're welcome." Amami walked past him and began to leave.

"Wait!" He called out, Amami stopped, and then Saihara caught himself and whispered. "Wait. P-please. I don't understand."

Amami just shrugged. Saihara started to think even he didn't know why he did that. He started to walk out again and this time Saihara did not stop him. Amami was now more confusing than ever before, but Saihara couldn't help but smile to himself at having that moment with Amami.

He was never going to forget it, but now it was time to get home and get cleaned up. Saihara wondered if anything would change between them now.

#amasai #danganronpa #shuichi saihara #rantaro amami #pregame saihara #pregame amami #pregame danganronpa #drv3 #ndrv3

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