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thinplacesradio · 4 months

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a snowy, tree-lined residential street, lit by a yellow streetlamp on the right and and the warm glow from the houses. the image is distorted by VCR static. white text reads:

[025] THE FRIEND. A CALLER REACHES OUT. THE HOST HEADS HOME.

listen here, or anywhere you find your podcasts. transcript under the cut:

[static, radio tuning]

[Traveling Sales Rep: Don’t touch that dial! We’ll be right back, after these short messages.] [static, radio tuning]

[click]

Hello and welcome to Thin Places Radio. I’m your host,

and it is the middle of the night. But don’t worry. You’re not alone.

[Thin Places theme]

[soft street noises] [crickets]

I’m coming to you one foot in front of the other from my studio, which is what I like to call the darkened street with the careful orange glow of street lights rising up above and around you as you walk home from your shift, wired headphones trailing down from your ears. Your hands are in your coat pockets. You didn’t turn any music on before you left, but you’re not gonna do it now, either. There’s something about the moment that it doesn’t seem like you can interrupt.

You’ve been at this job for a month, now, and you’re starting to feel like you’ll never get the hang of it. Every time you clock out, your head’s too full, and your neck is too sore. But you’re telling yourself a lie. Not that you mean to. It seems true right now, on this street corner, as you hurry across to the other side. But it isn’t.

[owl hooting]

Everybody feels like this at the start of something new, even if it’s exciting, and even if you’re good at it. [crow cawing] Your hands will become surer. Things will become second nature. You’ll be the person the next new person asks for help, and you’ll help them. I promise. It’s all already happened.

So… what is Thin Places Radio? Well, you can call in about anything strange that you’ve got going on in your life - feelings, omens, premonitions, hauntings.

Are you having relationship trouble?

Have you been feeling lost in a big city?

Have you felt the presence of your lost loved ones near you?

When the veil between worlds is thin, we get closer than ever to the strange and the unexplained - but also to each other. Call in, get it off your chest. Lines are open.

[click] [voicemail:]

Hey, long time listener, first time caller. I don't really have a story. I just wanted to maybe ask a question. I recently moved, and I'm from the deep South, a very very small City, and I moved to a much bigger city far away. More people than I've ever really been around in my whole life, if I’m being honest. And if I'm being honest, I don't really have many friends here, and I've never felt more alone. But your voice is very comforting, and you seem so nice, and I'm - I guess I was wondering if we could be friends? That's all. Thank you. My name’s Adrian, by the way, and I hope that we can call each other friends. Thank you.

[click]

Hi, caller, thank you for listening, and for picking up the phone to finally call in. I could use a friend, too, these days, even though sometimes it doesn’t feel like I remember how to be one, with all these gaps in the person that I used to be. But there are ways to introduce yourself even when you don’t know your own name, or where you came from.

Hi, Adrian, I’m talking to you as all the people that I used to be, but forgot. I’m talking to you as myself. [searching music] I like Doritos, but I hate jerky. I love what I do, even when it’s hard, and I know that I’m heading somewhere, because I’m trying to do it. I love listening to these calls, and I love you, too.

Everybody feels like this at the start of something new, even when it’s exciting. Everybody feels like this, but nobody feels it exactly like you do, right now, what you brought with you on purpose from where you came from and what you left behind, and what you tried to leave behind but brought with you, by accident, because you didn’t know how not to.

You say you recently moved, and I want to tell you that time will help ease the loneliness, because I think that it will. But you’ll also have to do what you’ve done, right now, with me - reach out to somebody else. And you’ll have to do it over and over. But people will reach back. I promise. There will be a voice on the radio when you need it. And on your voicemail, and at work, and at the park, and in a hundred other places, too.

And you’ll still feel that loneliness press up against you like the crowds do. You’ll bring that with you, too. That’s okay. There’s something in that feeling that tells us how to be human, too. I think I know that best of all.

I’m so happy to call you my friend, Adrian - and I know so many other people will be, too. I know they already are.

[click]

There is a crane fly somewhere in the garage , buzzing its large, ungainly body against the floorboards, the lights, when someone happens to turn them on. The crane fly, unlike the human, is a child its entire life - months or years - and an adult for just a few weeks. It will live in this garage for six more days. It will die on a shelf beside a dusty hammer without passing along its line. It will not consider this a failure because it does not know how. To a human being, it is a week’s nuisance. To the crane fly, it is everything. There is something beautiful in its spindly awkwardness, if you look. Please, notice it while you can. It won’t hurt you. Watch it fly.

[crane fly buzzes]

[click] [footsteps crunching]

When you turn the corner onto your own street, tonight, the image strikes you like you’re seeing it for the first time, even though you’ve lived here for a while. You’ve seen this collection of buildings, the small tree fighting its way up, the signs in your neighbor’s window. But something about the way the moon shines over all of it, the wind stirring around your collar, makes you stop to look at it. [footsteps pause] To say, I'm going to take a picture here, in my mind, so I can remember it when I’ve left. The shadows across the street. The red brick. The cluster of irises growing… up -

The -

Oh. Iris. [breath in] Iris… I know that name. I remember it.

I don’t think it’s mine. But it’s somebody’s. Maybe a friend.

[footsteps start again] [click]

Thank you for listening, callers, and thank you for calling, listeners. I hope you feel a little bit lighter. I know I do. As always, our number is 717.382.8093. That’s 717.382.8093. Until next time. I’ll be here.

[static] [Traveling Sales Rep: visit us at the - diner just off -] [Various Garbled Voices: the - road - provides - the - road - provides -]

Thin Places Radio is a podcast written by Kristen O’Neal and produced by Kaitlin Bruder. The voice of Your Host is Kristen O’Neal.

Tonight’s voicemail was left for us by Adrian. Editing and sound design are by Kaitlin Bruder, and the music tracks you heard in tonight’s episode are: the Thin Places theme, by Miles Morkri, and Umeed by RANA. If you have a question to ask, a story to tell, or a suggestion for the host, give us a call at ‪(717) 382-8093. The lines are always open.

[Thin Places Theme outro]

#thin places radio #tpr #welcome back!#episodes #025 #the friend #caller: adrian #fiction podcast #liminal #surreal #iris #friendship #loneliness #tw bugs

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sequesteredschizo · 3 days

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cw // suicidal ideation & self harm

thought too much about where I should post these words @ and where to do it if I did

Decided on here, both to challenge myself to be honest about how I'm doing and as a small private testament to myself, esp considering I can't guarantee I'll remember any of this later if I don't

A few months ago I decided I was supposed to kill myself on April 26th 2024. I think something about doing that nullified certain anxieties of mine at times, for better and for worse. I thought the worst thing I could do that would ruin everyone I cared about was already going to happen, so I was able to loosen my grip somewhat on the people-pleasing and the social anxiety and the agoraphobia- maybe a sort of subconscious 'if something doesn't change, i will be dying. So I might as well try while I'm still around.' I've been callous and I've been unstable, but I also took risks (or, actions I that felt like risks to me) that landed me with more life-affirming results than I could have ever anticipated.

I sent texts I thought were annoying and stupid to people I wished I talked to more, I tried to eat like a well-adjusted adult person, I was honest with my dad about how hellish my disability was making my life for the first time. Etc etc. Anything to connect, anything to survive. I didn't care anymore. it felt like the end of the world. To everyone else it probably seemed like I was finally re-entering society, if anyone thought much of it at all (unlikely, imo.) At one point, I hurt myself worse than I ever had before, and without really meaning to, haven't done it since. It feels now like a microcosm of the bigger picture, just by coincidence. Doing better wasn't necessarily my intention, but it was a consequence of thinking I was fucking it all up one last time. Might as well throw all the chips in.

Last weekend I attended a wedding out-of-state for a relative I hadn't seen in years knowing id meet countless new faces and I didn't even freak out. And I was terrified, and I didn't want to go there and I didn't want to stay here but I did it anyways. Turns out I don't think I've ever felt so loved and welcomed and appreciated in my life. The people I reached out to on a whim, because what was the worst that could happen? Some of them actually respond back, fucking shocker. My dad is trying to stop pretending I don't exist. I'm a little less malnourished. So those are all good developments.

I feel like I reached up into an empty sky with the very last dregs of energy I had and by some miracle, just enough of the universe reached back. I don't and didnt want to scar and endanger my struggling loved ones because I couldn't be strong enough to deal with myself. It had to be my last option, after truly trying everything I could. I didn't even do much, and I didn't expect it to work. I didn't expect my favorite band to be dropping new shit on my due date. I didn't know that I would really honestly from the bottom of my heart not want to leave this fucked up horrible beautiful tragic world behind.

I know there's always going to be a part of me that expects me to commit. it's always been easier for me to hurt myself than help myself. I've written a lot of suicide notes throughout my life. This is the first time I've ever done the opposite, I guess? This is supposed to be my promise to me that I want to live. I need to. Its really hard to admit that to myself. I'm pretty sure I can do it tho.

I think (and almost hope) that the handful of you who follow this stupid little blog wont read this, but I posted it here because theres too many people everywhere else. It's directed at myself anyway.

a distant yell into a cacophonous void, in hopes that typing it will act as a metaphysical vehicle for manifesting it in the collective subconscious:

TRANS PEOPLE DONT KILL YOURSELF!!!!!! PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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piercethelenn · 2 years

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💫The Occult Club.

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Chapter 8: tourmaline.

Warnings: Swearing, mentions of death and illness || Word count: 550.

"See you soon"? Really? Why did he say that? Did he sound awkward? Was he overthinking again? In his defense, it wasn't everyday that Jungwon had the chance to text someone other than his usual friends, so it is understandable for him to worry about giving a good first impression, right?

一Yah, Jungwon一 He said to his own reflection on the bedroom's mirror, trying to make a serious expression but failing miserably, all thanks to a pair of dimples that poked out of his soft cheeks 一You have more important things to focus on right now一 he scolded himself and exited the room to look for the only person he knew that could help solve this enigma: his grandma.

The old woman was outside, watering her plants while immersed in a conversation with some of them, something about wanting the carrots to grow bigger than last year. Jungwon opted to ignore the last part and cleared his throat to get her attention.

After offering to help her water some other plants, he started talking about Y/N's case, even getting into the smallest details, as she attentively listened to him. As the story came to an end, the senior tarotist started talking slowly, in a low tone as if confessing a very important secret.

一I think it's my turn now to tell you a story一 The boy looked at her in confusion, but didn't interrupt. 一A very long time ago, many years before you were even born, your mother had a best friend一 Jungwon's entire body tensed at the sudden mention of his mother, putting the watering can down. 一The girl was just like the one you told me about, she had no experience with magic, but she had a very bad luck. One day, your mom used a rune that attracted only good things into the girl's life, making her happy again一 The woman picked up the can and started watering the tomatoes. 一Your mom felt so proud back then, because her magic was capable of helping the people around her, but eventually, that led to overusing the power of runes on her friend; she fell severely ill a few months after, I'm not even sure if she's still…一 There was no need to finish the sentence. The message was clear enough, and Jungwon, even if a little stunned by the sudden mention of his mother, felt thankful still, because his grandma was letting him learn from this story about the consequences of messing with the natural order of things.

一Thank you for telling me this, it must have been hard for you, too一 Jungwon held her hands in a comforting way, and tried to sound as confident as he could 一I know my mom had no bad intentions, neither do I, and I will make sure not to commit the same mistake; that way my client will finally have nice dreams again一.

As the sun started to settle down at the small but packed garden, Jungwon decided to change the subject and started discussing about more trivial things, like how school was going, or choosing a dinner menu. Sure, they liked to discuss magic and divination from time to time, but moments like those, where the pair acted like ordinary grandmother and grandchild, were also precious for the two.

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#jungwon #enhypen smau #jungwon angst #jungwon fluff #jungwon smau #jungwon social media au #enhypen #enhypen jungwon #jungwon x reader #the occult club #enhypen angst #ehypen #enhypen social media au #enhypen x reader #enhypen fluff

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egg-emperor · 2 years

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Yeah we've barely seen anything and we need to wait but I don't really like seeing all this stuff without any context of to what's actually happening. No details on what it is we're actually looking at in the gameplay so far, we don't know what the real brief story synopsis is because the one that showed up in articles with the Game Awards teaser was said to not be accurate, I'm worried because of the writer, and at the moment the game feels very empty without the sight of a single actual character other than Sonic aside from pretty soulless lifeless enemies with bland designs.

This isn't me trying to be negative and hate on it at all, I'm not actually like feeling anger or disappointment right now. I still feel it's much too early to judge much. I don't know how I feel about the style of environment yet, I'm kind of neutral on it. but at the same time, from the environments we've seen so far, they're quite pretty and the graphics are stunning for a Sonic game but I find the overall design and style in other games a lot more immediately appealing than what we've seen of this so far. But we've still seen barely anything, so I'll hold on before making up my mind. I'd like it if it felt like it had a bit more life in it, but maybe it will later.

And yes I'm biased but you know what blog you're on so- I really want any kind of Eggman details, whether it's a small hint of his role, the smallest glimpse, sound, or mention of him in game or screenshots or even just official released info text, or even just a render on the website or something, please... I wanna know if there's something bigger to look forward to because he's the main event, the real star in my eyes at all times, the party and hype starts when he walks in lol. I hope he gets enough good involvement but I'm also nervous about how he'll be written. I want even the slightest idea of what to expect. And yeah I know they've barely shown anything and I really shouldn't expect much story or character info and stuff this early.

But I think I can be impatient because it's been almost five years since simultaneously newly voiced and animated Eggman and also almost five since he appeared in a main title as a result. At this point it just feels so cruel and I can't take it any more sjfksngksmfm I need my husband to come back home to me :') 💜🥚 I'm just very dramatic and can't help but wish we could fast forward to have more info, bring slight peace of mind in this very nervous and cautious anticipation. The immense lack of his presence in any way when there are only enemies that are lacking his fun creative design that makes them so intriguing, is making me even more desperate to see him.

The most excited I've been for any news so far more than anything was first with Mike Pollock confirming that he's voicing Eggman at the time of the Game Awards, the second being his hints yesterday on Twitter. The gameplay isn't really disappointing or exciting me, I just feel neutral and like it's pretty good and looks nice at best so far. But at this point it's so easy to get much more hype out of me only as long as it's Eggman related, even just text on a screen lmfao. I know not to get my hopes up and actually expect him to show up any time soon but you'll have to excuse me while I continue to be dramatic as I wonder when the egg shaped man will return and bring love and joy to my heart XD

At least because there's supposed to be more news and stuff throughout the month, I think I can at least realistically expect some of my questions from the beginning of the post to be answered. So I'm just going to wait for that and not make any final decisions on how I feel about any of that yet, we've only had a small preview and the whole month to go. Let's see how this goes.

#sonic frontiers #dr eggman #eggman #dr robotnik #dr. eggman #my post

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jdub795 · 5 months

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Sunday, November 26, 2023

With the weather getting colder, it's getting harder to go outside and walk. I don't mind the cold, but my knee has been getting a bit stiff in the cold, and I'd rather not suffer through physical discomfort for too long. Besides, I'm already dealing with emotional and spiritual discomfort, I'd rather not have some holy trinity of discomfort.

That being said though, my mood has seemed more sour and upsetting. I know that I've been in my teenager phase for a good while in the healing process, so I guess this is part of it. And I'm almost over my head cold, which wasn't doing my mood any favors. And this time of year is just shit anyway. Oh, not to mention that my uncle's death date anniversary is approaching. December 3rd. One year. I feel like shit.

It's been one year that my mother hasn't had her brother. One year of me having a weird rollercoaster of a relationship with her. One year of me not feeling any closer to her. A year where I've only felt myself grow more distant. It's not her fault he died. It's not about him. It's about her. My mother. The woman who gave birth to me. The woman who I should love unconditionally. A woman I experience uncomfortable feelings around.

I do love my mother, and I do care about my mother. I tolerate my mother. I don't like being around my mother. I don't like talking to my mother. I don't go to my mother when there's something wrong, because I don't find her to be reliable. My mother only knows as much as myself and my partner will reveal, and I haven't been revealing very much of anything.

Do I wish I had a better relationship with my mother? Honestly? I don't care at this point. It would be nice to have a better relationship with her, but it would also be nice if it seemed like she wanted to have a better relationship with me. Texting me over calling me more, because I've expressed how I don't like talking on the phone but tolerate doing so since she likes it. Asking to come over instead of just showing up unannounced. Luckily she hasn't done that one in a while.

Sometimes I feel like she just uses me. Either for financial reasons or for emotional support. But I can't provide that for her anymore. No, I can provide it, but I don't want to provide it. Not anymore. It's not a symbiotic relationship. It's a draining one. She takes and takes and takes, and what she tries to give isn't what's needed. Even when you try to tell her what you need her to do. What you prefer. But she doesn't listen. It's almost like she hears what she wants to hear. Selective listening.

I can be there for my mother, time and time again, but I cannot be there to pick her up. And she's in no position to ever be able to pick me up if I needed her to. It'd be the blind leading the blinder. Or the more blind leading the blind.

I'm going to be angry for awhile. Not just at my mother, but at things in general. Be it something small, like a pet doing something annoying, or something bigger, like being upset with a friend about something you've brought to their attention before; I'm looking for the root, and learning how to redirect the frustration better, but it's going to take more time than I'm willing to give, and more patience and grace towards myself than I can readily muster.

#honesty #journaling #confessions

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notaboynotagirljustalilbaby · 6 months

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I accidentally regressed at Penpal friend's house yesterday. I didn't mean to, and I didn't even suspect that I might until it was happening. We were laying on our bellies on the floor, watching a lizard shed his skin on the other side of the window. (Very interesting! He did such a good job!) The only thing I can think might have prompted it would be a combo of the position (laying on my belly, occasionally kicking my legs, entranced by a single thing a foot in front of my face) and some good old fashioned child-like wonder?

I grabbed my phone at one point, intending to type up a 🐥 of some kind (our usual symbol if I go small when texting) to let him know.. and before I could he said something about how hed thought about taking a picture of lizard too but didn't think it would show up good bc of the screen.. so I took a picture of lizard bc why not.. then just fiddled with my phone and settled back in for a bit and decided to just tell him with my voice. Because I felt like I could say it! And if I feel like I can, then there's no reason not to! So I told him I was 'feelin a lil bit little' and I think he just said 'ok' or 'alright' or something like that, but we kept watching the lizard and it wasn't a big deal or something that needed discussion? Was nice.

He did have a moment not long after where he cursed in front of me (and I'm p sure I've talked before about how that's the only thing I ask of him when I'm small - to avoid cursing. And it's something that's been a repeated issue, for one reason or another)... and I'd kind of withdrawn into myself (not that it was obvious from the outside compared to how I'd been acting beforehand) and was thinking about how I was probably gonna need to say something when I was big and how maybe it just wasn't a good idea to interact with him when I'm small.. and then he asked how small I was feeling and i kind of made the so-so/kinda motion with my hand and he brought up that he'd almost cursed but had thought he'd cut himself off (and I let him know he hadn't managed to cut it off) but he acknowledged and apologized for the slip up on his own and didn't do it again for the rest of the day. Which I'm taking as a win, yk? Especially because I wasn't little enough in that moment that it had actually bothered me? It was more that he wouldn't have known that fact when it happened and that it's a line that's been crossed in the past.

Our hangout session didn't really change much from how it usually would after that. I definitely noticed behaviors and stuff in myself that indicated my smallness, but we just kept hanging out and chatting about whatever. For a bit I started having a much harder time with words and started finger spelling to myself, but that was more in an echolalia sense, not in a 'trying to communicate' way. I don't think penpal friend knows ASL? I doubt this will become a regular thing, the two of us hanging out in person when I'm little, but if it did I might need to teach him a couple signs, at least?

Anyway.

I started to start feeling bigger at a certain point (he was eating lunch and had offered me some but I wasn't hungry) and I laid on my back and put my face in my shirt (trying to orient myself and figure out if I was big or small or what) and he checked in if I was alright and I just said I was 'havin a time' but was fine and he accepted that and just kept chatting to me (and also poked me in my belly once or twice bc it was EXPOSED) and I didn't really emerge with a firm answer, but I thought I was working my way towards bigger so decided to lean in that direction a bit without like, forcing myself bigger? If that makes sense?

He checked in a bit after about how little I was feeling (I think because he wanted to say something that was probably better heard by older ears? Idr exactly rn) and I kind of fumbled the answer cause it wasn't a clear-cut one, but I basically told him to go with older bc I was leaning that way and working towards it..

The thing that put me firmly back into adulthood was playing minecraft together. I'm really into it, but usually play on my computer. I have it on my phone too though, and wanted to show him the end to illustrate something I was talking about. We played together last time we hung out at his place too and I'd promised to bring my charger next time so we could play again if he wanted. So we did that and since he's super new to the game it puts me in a teaching role. Which solidified my 'bigness'.

Everything seemed fine yesterday but I texted him to check in this morning, just in case. He didn't even know what I was checking in about at first and when I clarified he said

"Oh it was fine yea :) no worries."

"I dont mind if you end up feeling little in person 💕 you're good"

So... we're good! And I'm good! And it was one of those things that felt like it should've been kind of a big deal because I haven't been little in front of someone (in person) in literal years I think?? (Its possible I may have slipped a bit in front of roommate B during one of my visits, but nothing specific comes to mind so I don't think I have?? And even if so, it probably wasn't addressed).. and this is definitely the first time I've regressed around Penpal friend (in person, at least) ever. But it just wasn't a big thing.

The only other thing really was that, just once, at my littlest, I had the vague urge to call him 'bubba'.. but it was more a passing thought and since I doubt this is gonna be a reoccurring thing, I'm not gonna worry about it or think on it too hard.

#Penpal friend #roommate b

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kellykadesperate · 11 months

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hi, i'm the anon from before! oooh, so many thoughts, i can pretty much agree with all you said! good tea good tea. i do not want to make this too long and bombard you with a mile-long message so i will *try* to keep this short...er? by picking out a few things you mentioned that rotate in my brain the most rn!

(edit: okay sorry, i failed at keeping it short lol <3 just ignore this massive text if it's too much, no worries lolol)

hen's doc arc... oof. ok so i am having lots of thoughts about that specifically but i think the issue is more of an overarching problem than hen's doc arc actually. i hope you are ok with me going on a tangent LOL. how you said that the characters feel like they are *stuck* – yes, that is exactly how i see it, too. tbh i realized that especially in the finale episode when they all got their "happy end". anyone noticed how it was incredibly romance-heavy for all characters? none of the characters seem to move towards any type of bigger personal goal that they want to achieve. hen did for a second there, and it was tossed into the trash. none of them express interest in anything that isn't their current job or family tbh, and none of these characters were shown to achieve something tangible except falling/staying in love. buck seems to express interest in being captain whenever it's a topic, so there's that, but it's still more of a vague idea and less something he's actively working towards (cause how can you work on gaining life experience? bobby basically just said he must be older). don't get me wrong, them finding love and staying a close family is cute, but it's incredibly bland when that's the only thing you give to the entire ensemble. cannot for the life of me remember any of them have actual hobbies or life goals that are meaningful to them and that are not linked to firefighting or romance/family. that's also a reason why the s6 ending felt so disney-esque, i think. the characters have nothing to show for themselves after 6 seasons worth of development, so the message of that rushed ending was "but at least they all have a romantic partner now, aren't you happy?" greetings from the land of amatonormativity lol. do none of them want to achieve anything in their lives? do none of them have some dream they want to fulfill, even if it's something small and silly but still meaningful to them?

this is pretty dramatic for the show imo, because the heavy emphasis on the found family trope seems to be more of a cage for the individual characters than a support system at this point. if the characters aren't allowed to outgrow their baby shoes because their work dynamic is not allowed to change, then their future in the show looks quite bleak. forever forced to stay in the same dynamic, forever playing the same role within the family. "doomed by the narrative" sounds a bit too much but honestly, is it really that far off? this is why, i think, they abruptly ended hen's doc arc as well – because her leaving the firefam is against the idea of them staying that perfect team that they are rn and that every single one of them is irreplaceable within that family dynamic. i do love found family, i really do, but it's obvious how it's turning into a stiff corset for the characters that forces them to stay in this One Place their entire lives. i really need the show to stop with that and focus on the individuals more: give them hobbies, give them passions, give them silly/interesting/meaningful life goals! give them something to achieve that is not connected to their families or love interests! allow them to "leave" the firefam to show us that they're family even if they do not work together anymore! i am pointing at Guardians of the Galaxy 3 as reference – a movie that understood that there is a charged relationship between "the needs of the group" versus "the needs of the individuals" within family dynamics, and how you can let others live their own lives without it destroying strong family bonds. i genuinely do not want to see them all be reduced to the relationships they have with each other. give them something to experience and work towards and achieve that is just for themselves. something that they can be proud of.

i agree re your stance on buck's storyline! i think it had a lot of incredible moments, hence why i was SO excited to see what they plan to set up with this, if he'll truly go to italy like the doctor said many do after traumatic experiences or something lmao. the fact that it just kinda... did not lead to anything was a bit disappointing, but i am still hopeful that they'll pick that back up in s7 and expand on the idea that buck somehow found his answer to what "true happiness" looks like to him.

and you are so right, the show is just not that good with giving us tangible consequences that truly affect the narrative long-term. they do something, but only shortly, and often just to create a bit of predictable drama that i KNOW will not matter anyway, before they return back to the status quo as if nothing ever happened. and i'm like, (shrug emoji) why should i care, karen? all of this is inconsequential anyways. one example is eddie leaving the 118 because chris was upset. instead of showing them working through it by communicating and both learning something from it all, they made eddie leave abruptly and then, blink and you miss it, he's back again. neither he nor chris learned anything from this. the show fails at doing that at sooo many points, though, that i just don't expect anything else anymore. (that sounds fairly defeatist but i'm just being honest). granted, ik that this is typical for a show in this genre, but others are able to really be consequent with their narrative choices and show that the characters and their priorities were truly and irrevocably altered due to what happened to them. that leaves me unsatisfied a lot of the time because it's giving me Marvel? like, these characters can literally go through anything, even literal death, but in the end, it's like you multiplied them by one: they are somehow exactly the same as before but a Process Has Occurred. not trying to say that there is zero character development; however, given how much shit they all go through, the consequences are disproportionately small and disregarded too easily.

omgggg strongly agreed with the pacing. chim's proposal is a good example for it, yeah sdfghjk. it often feels like the show sets up very simple ""problems"" that every normal person would easily solve in five minutes but the show just streeeeetches them to no end until i am, quite frankly, fed up with it to a point i skip entire chunks of the episodes. and that is, how you explained very well, tied to the cases as well. i quite literally do not understand that weird system they have set up in 911. they take sooo much screen time for side characters that will never matter again and who do not interest me at all. these are characters that are there to be vehicles and narrative foils for the main characters imo, but they get too much screen time for the job they have narrative-wise and even then do not really fulfill the job they were created for. if they worked on one (1) case that stretched over more episodes, then maybe i'd say that investing a bit more time to build these characters is useful. but that's not how the show does it, so all i can think is "you wasted 10 precious minutes here that you should have given one of the main characters during one of their pivotal moments instead". meanwhile, 911 somehow fails to give canon love interests or new reoccurring characters this type of treatment? why did we not get a 10 minute set-up solely focusing on natalia, marisol, taylor, ravi? i would genuinely want to see these characters exist outside of their relationship with the firefam. same with more established ones. where is the episode that shows us a bit more of christopher's life, for example? it's been 5 seasons and i have yet to see him live his life outside of his relationship with eddie and buck.

ough, there is more to talk about but damn this has been a long ass message, oopsie. i wanna end this by saying that i definitely wish for buck to take more responsibility, too. i lowkey think that he's actually set up to eventually be a captain, looking back at the past 6 seasons? the way buck was introduced in s1 alone was golden, but we see his stint as a fire marshal paid off work-wise, we saw that the firefam became a family thanks to his influence and that he is the one who has the strongest wish for the firefam to be a family (opposing hen and chim who said that they lost touch with other 118 members beforehand), we saw him being the one to train ravi, he actually expresses interest in the position, he loves his clipboards and is being a pendant at work, he is learning how to cook for the firefam like bobby always does (maybe means nothing but the bobby parallel is still there), he was shown to stay confident and professional and in control in the s6 finale even while helping during the birth of his own biological child, he seems to truly find his calling in being a firefighter... might just be me, and maybe the show will never get that far with bobby retiring and buck truly being ready for it on screen, but i will keep this dream alive cause it helps me to look past all the pointless shit in 911 lolol.

if YOU got this far... i applaud you and give you an award. have a nice day and sorry again for the length, NO pressure to reply dsjfdfsl <3

Hey!!! ALL of this! Wow, under the cut we go:

First point: Literally YES. I feel like everyone piqued in terms of their characterisations about 3 seasons ago and since then we have been left with the same characters dealing/feeling with the same things and not really going anywhere. And yeah sure that's real life. But it doesn't make good TV. Even with Maddie, I love her in the call centre but they could have had her become further involved in the support group that helped her, have May come in and take on the call centre role but ... No. The show tends to tease with changes but never fully commits to them. Eddie leaving the 118 could have been explosive and new and different but ... no! Hen could have been a doctor but ... no! It feels like the writers are scared of rocking the boat and changing up dynamics but I think that's exactly what the show would benefit from. Also ... yes about the romantic relationships. We get it ... Eddie is lonely. Buck is incapable of not having a gf for more than half a season. The only romances in the show that feel earned are the ones which have been central to the show for years but you're right it felt like: EVERYONE GETS A ROMANTIC PARTNER AREN'T THEY SO HAPPY!! It's also funny knowing the strong likelihood that the two characters they keep matching with people (Buck and Eddie) will probably serve as comedic oh no I've walked into another relationship I'm not ready for ! Ha ha HA!

the found family trope seems to be more of a cage for the individual characters than a support system at this point > YES! Like I love how much of a family they are, it's amazing but it's also a bit like ... choosing to do something for yourself is sometimes presented as going against the team or automatically shutting you out and that's odd lol. I honestly think the only character who does seem to be independent from the group in a good way is Bobby. He has his AA stuff going, friends and support away from the group and that's so interesting to see. Same with Eddie's family, although literally every other scene was them all trying to set him up with someone and furthering the: one of the lead men is single?! fix this immediately idea they've got going on.

Eddie leaving: Yes exactly this! I actually enjoyed the change but I felt like I shouldn't have? That seemed to be the vibe. It was like another poor Eddie he's doing this for Chris rather than hey let's talk about this son and work through your very valid feelings. It was another example of ohhhh we can change the dynamic but it's just not the same :( and it's bad :( Heck even when the evil paramedic replaced Chimney and Hen was like it's temporary! you're Monday! You're not part of the team I was like ... and this is the issue with this family unit. You're at work. It's work.

they take sooo much screen time for side characters that will never matter again and who do not interest me at all: RIGHT! I thought I was just being mean but omg I do not care! The cheesy montages are the worst ssksksksksk I just ... yeah. Don't care. I really like when calls make the team reflect on something going on in their life because that's cool or when the calls have like a funny theme tied into the title of the epiosde but dear God when it's just not connected whatsoever I give up. I skip bits. I literally think: well if I skip past this, nothing will change the lives of any of the characters in the show that I am interested in. And YES, there's side characters who deserve some form of recognition/screen time and it just ... does not happen unless it is related to the firefam which again just reinforces the idea that if it is not linked to those characters - don't worry it doesn't even matter. It makes it almost silly to love any side character more than the firefam characters - bar Maddie but I think that's a lot to do with a fairly high profile known actress playing her.

Buck's progress: Honestly everything you said! I don't see them going that far with Buck, as in making him more responsible mainly because I feel like the writers still can't resist writing Buck as the child of the firefam, the impulsive hey I just cheated on my gf, hey I've walked into a relationship I don't want, hey I don't have a sofa! trope that they like because they need someone to be silly. Hen and Chimney and Bobby are all Older, they have their life together, they're settled and Eddie sort of floats between Buck and the other three. I'm hoping they grow Buck up a little! They've given him very serious stuff with him now having a biological kid, being in what looks like a serious relationship, cheating death again but out of all the characters, Buck still seems to be the one where writers love undoing maturity and progress within him so we'll see.

Don't apologise for the length! I'm not in the fandom and watch 911ls so see lots of reactions there, so it's nice to see what the consensus is in the 911 fandom

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medusachoy · 3 years

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Toxic nahoya part 2

( MINORS DNI)

Characters : reader (fem) , souya kawata (angry) , nahoya kawata (smiley)

TW : breeding , degradation , filming , spanking , cheating , cursing , crying

He apologized after what he did , he promised you that he will never do that again so you forgave him or...that's what you made him think you did , you're still mad you couldn't sleep properly for a long time thinking about your revenge plan , you want to break him the same way he broke you or more , you will, you promised yourself that you will.

"Are you done putting on your makeup? We should be at the restaurant before my parents arrive there " he looked at you and sat on the bed

You hummed putting your new perfume , Coco Mademoiselle Chanel , souya's favorite , he mentioned it before during friends meeting that this fragrance attracts him

"Why did you get this brand? " he stood up " you know I like this one on you and it's not even empty yet " he added while holding the roja haute luxe .

"I just wanted to change the scent " you replied with a smile

"I'm ready should we go?" , he nodded

He was blabbering about how you should talk in front of his family and somethings you could care less to , you were just silent looking through the window wishing he would shut his mouth for some minutes

"You know my mom thinks-"

"Nobody cares about what your mom thinks" you cut him off and slammed the car door behind when you arrived at the place

"What is wrong with you today?" He said holding your hand

"Nothing I'm just stressed" you replied and looked at the place when you were both walking

It's a big restaurant , a luxurious one , that's really perfect , easier for your plan

When you both stepped in the place , you were so excited looking for souya .

He was there sitting alone on his phone with some blue curls covering his eyes

"Souya~ my bro" he hit his brother's head and sat in one of the side of the tables making you sit beside the blue haired twin and your boyfriend

He looked at you both and put his phone on the table "oh hello to both of you , mom and dad will be here in few minutes " nahoya only replied with "aha" while playing or texting you don't know , he doesn't matter now

"You haven't changed since the last time I saw you " you saw a small smile on his face

"You got prettier from the last time I saw you" he said making nahoya looking at you both

"Are you trying to flirt with girlfriend?" He put his arm on your shoulders bringing you closer to him

"Honey why you saying that , it was just a compliment " his move made you uncomfortable

"He isn't-"

"Mother, father " souya stood up so both of you and you nahoya did to greet their parents

"Oh you're so pretty just how nahoya described you " you smiled and thanked her wishing it was souya who did not this cheater beside you

"Should we order? I'm hungry already " spoke nahoya putting his hand on his stomach

"Yes it will be good talking while waiting for our food " laughed the father and you swear he looks like nahoya more than souya

The over happy looking face that you can't stand

You were the one to call the waiter, you all ordered what you wanted but when it came to wine you asked the mother about what she preferred

" chateau mouton-rothschild 1945 , it's mine and souya's favorite" another informtion? this also helps your plan

She was asking you endless questions , you literally wanted to shut her the hell up the same way you did to her son in the car

Souya was just looking at her and rubbing his face , he was also done with her unnecessary questions

But she finally closed her mouth when the food came

You were also excited , you haven't eaten expensive food since your last trip

The food was so good especially the Smoked Quail Drizzled with Pomegranate that you ordered

You looked at your glass , nahoya is busy talking to his parents , none of them is looking , it's your chance

You hold your glass looking at souya , he noticed and looked back at you , looking at your lips and the glass , you smiled seductively and spilled some of the wine on your dress

You gasped dramatically making the rest looking at you

"My new dress oh my goodness" you stood up looking at the red spot you just made on your dress

"You should have been careful darling , I will take you to the bathroom, you can fix some"

"No no I will go alone , you need to stay with your mother " you walked away from the table to the bathroom and turned your head smiling at souya

He realized, he hide the glass under the table and spilled some on his pants

"She spelled some on me too" he said pretending to be mad

"Oh go quickly to wash it at least " said nahoya checking the spot

What a dumb brother , thought souya to himself walking towards the bathroom

"A smart move from you" he found you waiting for him , he locked the bathroom door and started to get closer steps to you

"Actually I'm a bit surprised that you came" you said looking at the mirror pretending to check yourself

"And I'm a bit surprised that my brother's chick is seducing me" he started touching your hips and kissing your neck

You closed your eyes enjoying his touch , it's different from his brother, he's touching you softly , his kisses aren't aggressive , proves he is good kisser

"We should hurry up we only got few minutes before they suspect something there" you rubbed your butt on his cock , you felt his erection , it turned you on , you can feel it's big

"Then let's make it quick " he unzipped his pants and pulled up your dress

"Black silk underwear huh? I see you came prepared " he teased you with the tip of his cock on your cunt with your panties on

"Please just put it inside , I can't.." you let out a loud moan when he squished your boobs with both hands

"You're so wet you whore" he slided his whole length inside you making you gasp

It's big and thick , it's filling you , you can feel every vein inside you

"You're so fuckin' warm inside , this is what my brother was enjoying the whole time , he didn't even think about sharing you with me? What an ungrateful bastard" he thrusted fast and hard inside you , moaning loudly because of his length going out and in

"You're a filthy whore with fat ass and pretty cunt...oh I can't forget your big soft tits too , don't worry I will find a way and time to fuck them "

"Please destroy every inch of me , fuck me like the slut I'am " you cried out and started squishing your boobs while he was holding your hips and slapping your ass

You tears run down your cheek from the pleasure you're getting

"I beg you sir , breed me like a whore , put your kid inside me "

"Shut the fuck up and take my cock you talkative slut , kid ? You want me to impregnate a whore like you ? "

He was hitting your soft spot which made you opening your mouth in an "o"

"I need to film this to masturbate on later" he smiled and got his phone from his pocket and started filming your back while fucking you raw

" you like the attention don't you ? A breedable whore like you likes getting filmed with a cock inside her "

He thrusted harder and shouted his cum inside you

"We are a mess" he giggled and fixed his look and washed the spot on his pants

"I liked the fragrance " he put a soft kiss on your neck and left

You fixed your makeup and washed the spot on your dress and took a deep breath looking at yourself in the mirror

You were right

Souya's cock is bigger than nahoya's

#tokyo revengers #tokyorev smut #tokyorevedit #souya kawata #nahoya smut #nahoya x reader #smiley smut #tr smut #tokrev smut

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btsxmalereaders · 3 years

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'Cause I Like You

Pairing: Yang Jeongin x male reader.

Prompt: "H-how long have you been standing there?" / "Long enough."

Word Count: 1,5k

Fluff | Requested

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"Well, it's not like I haven't dated before." Changbin says as he plops down in the sofa, without taking his eyes off his phone screen. "So it doesn't feel any different."

"Now you have to be extra careful if you don't want it to be public, though." Chan intervenes. "Or at least you have the freedom to announce it whenever you and your partner decide."

As they keep talking about dating and how some other rules of the company, Jeongin seems to be more interested on the conversation he's having with you over the phone.

He chuckles from time to time, typing as soon as he receives a message from you. Your conversations for now consisted on sending each other memes and funny videos you found, and Jeongin always found that refreshing when he needed a break from his schedule. He also appreciated how you always are there from him, listening to whatever he needed to let out and to advising him when he was troubling. You were best friends for many reasons, but the fact that Jeongin would always find comfort and understanding in you, was priceless.

"Uh, Earth calling Innie, can you hear us?"

"Jeongin!" Chan finally makes him take his eyes off his phone by raising his voice a little. "How much are you doing on the phone? Ever since you came in you're smiling and texting."

"The dating ban just finished a couple of days ago and you've already found a partner? You really don't waste your time, do you?" Changbin laughs, making the younger blush.

"Shut up, I'm just texting Y/N."

"That's the only thing you've been doing lately, you finally gathered up the courage to confess to him your feelings?" Changbin casually comments, making Chris laugh as well.

"What? I don't- I-"

"Please," He cuts off. "We weren't born yesterday. It's quite obvious at this point and denying it is really useless."

Jeongin looks at Chan, wanting him to defend him and say that Changbin is wrong, but he simply shrugs. "What do you want me to say?"

"You're the worst." He simply states and continues typing, this time with trembling hands and reddened cheeks as he tries to hide the growing smile on his face.

So what if he has a crush on you, anyways? Jeongin never thought of confessing before as you two have a great friendship that you deeply cared about and has been really meaningful since you were kids; plus, as oblivious as it sounds, he hasn't noted any interest from you, so he is at least thankful he can have you as a friend.

"It'd be no surprise to see people confessing to you sometime soon, you know?" Chan says and pats his shoulder, now changing the tone of his voice to sound a bit more sweet. "Our Innie has always been so cute."

"You're embarrassing him." Changbin chuckles.

"I know, it's my duty as his hyung." He jokes and stands up. "Don't be shy around us about this stuff. You don't have to hide how you feel."

Before Jeongin can say anything about it, Chan exits the room with a smile and a small and careful movement to ruffle his hair.

Y/N - 04:48 p.m.

let's meet up later? :)

He nervously types his answer and sends it, trying to ignore how Changbin is repeating how cute he looks blushed just to tease him.

He may do something about his feelings, but not until he knew for sure you felt the same way.

To his own surprise, the words addressed to him a few hours ago by his leader came true. As he was leaving the building to meet you, a girl of his age whom he knew quite well and with whom he had started a good friendship walked towards him shyly, her cheeks so red and her hands trembling behind her back as she was holding a small box with chocolates.

Jeongin smiles and greets her as usual, not knowing her intentions and just listening carefully to her stumbling as she tries to calm down and properly confess her feelings for him.

In that precise moment, you walk to the building, not expecting to find that scene as soon as you step in. Your hands grip tighter the small bouquet of sunflowers you just bought and turn on your heels immediately, making your way back to whatever place you find empty to take a deep breath and maybe vent out. Of course, not being aware that Jeongin saw you from the corner of his eye and with the intentions to find you as soon as he could.

Jeongin was moved, for sure. But he didn’t feel that way about her. He tried to be as careful and considered with her feelings, but had to tell her that, even though he was flattered, he couldn’t reciprocate those feelings. He didn’t say it out loud, but for a moment he wished it was you saying those words instead of her.

She understood it right away, and with a shy smile, apologies from him and a hug, she walked away. Jeongin rushed to the exit and almost ran in the direction where you walked too, making quick stops at the front of restaurants and shops, hoping he'd find you there.

His heart is beating fast, and he spends a few more minutes walking and running from side to side, earning stares from the people around him but he doesn't seem to give up on finding you.

He walks to a nearby park and just as he is about to pick up his phone and call you, he sees you sitting on one of the park benches, and gets closer from behind you when he realizes you are talking out loud.

It's easy for him to tell you were feeling down; the way your voice sounds already gives away that you were trying not to cry.

"...'i really like you'? And then what? What was I expecting? Of course he only sees me as a friend." You groan, covering your face with your hands out of frustration. "Now I have to pretend that him dating another person doesn't hurt me... If I were only a few seconds early... Would it have changed a thing?"

"If it makes you feel better, you weren't late." He simply says, walking around the bench to stand right in front of you.

The expression on your face was a poem as soon as you realized he was there; had he heard you complaining? Why was he even there, in the first place?

"Jeongin," You hesitated, feeling embarrassed. "H-how long have you been standing there?"

He sweetly smiles at you, "Long enough."

"Oh, uhm-"

"Can you say it again, please?" He pleads, and you immediately know what he's talking about.

Your whole feelings for him could be better explained in a lot of words, but right now all you need to say is simple. "Jeongin, I really like you."

Jeongin's smile becomes bigger, and you swear your heartbeats could be heard by him now. He extends his hand for you to take it, so you do, standing up and being closer to him. His hands carefully travel from your wrists to your shoulders, and he takes another small step so that you can feel his fresh breath against the skin of your lips, longing for a sweet kiss. "Y/N, I really like you too."

Finally, you hear those words you've been dreaming with for a while. You put your hands on his waist and get a few millimeters closer, feeling like you're on cloud 9 while being on his arms.

You're barely a few centimeters apart but Jeongin still asks: "Can I kiss you?"

"Yes," You nod. "Please."

Now with your eyes closed, he makes that last movement it was needed to make for your lips to finally meet. It's sweet; the velvety and tickling feeling making you feel butterflies in your stomach.

Jeongin is careful, subtly sliding his hands to the back of your neck and his lips slightly parting in an attempt to deepen the kiss. You quickly keep up with him, still slow and gentle.

You both pull apart as the seconds pass, recovering from the dizziness in your heads as you two experienced something you've been yearning, so intimate and significant. Your smiles adorn your flushed faces and the tips of your noses brush against each other.

Jeongin moves his hands to embrace you and leave more kisses on your cheeks, losing all sorrow and just letting the happiness act for him.

"Oh." He murmurs and you separate from him. "You got those for me?"

You turn on your feet to look at the abandoned sunflowers on the bench and you chuckle, picking them up and extending them out for him. "I did. You like them?"

Jeongin takes them with another shy smile, "I love them. Thank you."

"You used to say that if someone were to ask you out someday, you'd want them to give you sunflowers, so... I had to."

"That was years ago, how did you even remember that?"

"I set that as a reminder for the time I gathered up the courage to ask you out," You simply say and take his free hand. "So now I am taking you out. Shall we?"

Jeongin giggles and leaves a quick kiss on your lips. "Yes, let's do that."

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bonnymori · 3 years

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𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐲

Word count: 2760+ (i'll try to keep bigger lengths such as this one!)

Synopsis: You meet a new classmate who's working along Nanami, you think he's fun to be around, it stands the same to him about you. Later, feelings unravel.

Contents/Warnings: (1) Itadori Yuuji x gn!reader (2) FLUFF, TONS OF FLUFF - and some comfort (3) With the small participation of... Ino Takuma!! I really like him too, that's why <33333 (4) This is pretty platonic, but also not? (5) Ending turned sorta cliché... but I liked it u.u

A/N: This boy made me run rampant... to fhe point it's not single attraction anymore I just wish him happiness (smh if only my parents knew...) also next post will be Toji's fic pt. 2! Y'all see the first part is almost reaching 100 kudos????? I'M SO HAPPY EHSODJWKDKSJD- thanks for all the new followers and the support!! <33

Ever since his fake death, Itadori has been training alone with the help of Gojo - and now, he works along a freshly new face, who belongs to a senior, founds out ex-salaryman named Nanami Kento. He's far a thousand times more strict than Gojo. Itadori doesn't really likes the change, because Nanami is a person he can't get along. This whole guy's appearance scream "work 4 life"; he has proved different, now he screams "work is shit - but I gotta do it because others won't".

They've just finished cleansing the outside of a movie theater off a few curses, when Itadori hears shouting from far behind them. Two figures approach, waving excessively. He quickly picks on Nanami's tired sigh beside him.

"Nanami! We figured out you'd be here! Our mission has been finished and we wanted to catch up to have lunch together!" A male clad in a full black outfit shouts, he has brown hair and a beanie on top of his head, looking quite content.

The other person simply trots next to him in silence, approaching with a friendly smile. They notice Itadori faster than the male, smile widening and quickly waving hello, suddenly eager to reach up to them. The gesture makes the pink haired boy perk up, curious to why the other person looked so joyful. His question is easily answered, when they tug on the man's sleeve and motion to him.

"Ino, we have a third buddy!" The dude looks at him with widened eyes. "So nice to meet you, I'm Y/N L/N! It's great to see new faces around!"

Itadori smiles at your energy, knowing already he would click with you very well.

"I'm Ino Takuma, sorry for not noticing you before! Your uniform looks cool." Itadori exchanges a few compliments with Ino, before the man turns to talk with Nanami, leaving him and you together.

"Yes! I'm Sukuna's vessel, Itadori Yuuji-desu! My type of woman is Jenn-"

You turn to him. "So, are you a first year?"

"Geh? Weren't you dead though?!"

"I was!- I am!- Please keep secret."

"Okay!"

"Ahem." Nanami coughs, drawing attention. "I requested you two to not come after me today. Itadori here is the reason why."

"That's no problem, we're very capable of keeping secrets." You threw your arm over Itadori's shoulder, him nodding along with you.

"Oh really, then remember to keep quiet about it. I'll let this slide." The group of students nervously at Nanami's intimidating tone. "But, I'll get to have my break alone."

"Gah!" Ino exclaimed, watching Nanami walk away; he also left the responsability of taking care of Itadori for you two, leaving without a word. "It really had to be today, when Nanami would take us to his favorite bakery..."

"Crybaby." You teased. "Itadori here can't go outside where anyone can see him, he's dead. So, we were to order food either way because he shouldn't be left out."

"Augh okay, it would be unfair."

"So, where are you staying Itadori?"

"At Gojo's state!"

"Whoa, I've never been there before." Ino commented, waiting as you sent a message to Ijichi to pick them up.

"He's my teacher, a very cool one!"

"I imagine! Ooookay, once we get there I'll get the food."

Itadori felt as his chest would burst of excitement, finally there was people around him again, he couldn't be less happy about it.

"Sharing is caring!"

Itadori laughed as you wrestled with Takuma for some fries, netflix long forgotten in the background, as watching the banter was way more entertaining. Most of the time, Ino rambled a lot about Nanami, while he rambled a lot about Gojo. The guy even showed him the cool scar under his beanie. He felt kinda upset after explaining the exchange was just temporary, his stay under Nanami's wing wasn't decisive, and therefore, he was more like a classmate than a partner.

Itadori also learned a lot about you. He was surprised to find out that you, although energetic, was the one to speak the lesser in conversations. His surprisement grew even bigger when you told him you're a exchange student from Kyoto, arriving Tokyo about the same month as him - thankfully, you were to say for good.

Conversations flowed easily in the air, until a voice from the doorway barged in.

"Yuuji-kun! Don't forget about your lessons! Hi kids! Bye kids!" Gojo said playfully, throwing the familiar punching bear to Itadori before leaving.

"What's this thing?" Ino asked.

"It's to help me control my cursed energy. So while I watch the movies, if I don't charge it with cursed energy it punches me square in the face. I thought I had mastered this thing already, but he insist I keep training with it." Itadori grumbles.

"At least it's cute." You commented, taking a sip of your drink.

"Until it punches you in your face without warning!" The pink haired boy barks.

The talks died down, the three of you eating quietly when another movie is played on the screen. Itadori didn't bother reading the title, it was a plain one about a zombie apocalypse that got him extremely bored, yet he kept watching still so the plushie didn't punch him in the face again; he's been keeping a record since all his last cursed energy training lessons were a sucess to this day. When his head started nodding and eyelids dropping Itadori can't remember well, about fourty five minutes of movie perhaps? Make it fifty, the second slumber took over his body completely.

When he awoke once again, it was near midnight, the clock on the wall told him so. He also noticed a soft and warm surface supporting his head, figures, it's your shoulder he's resting into, he feels an arm around his own shoulders and your cheek placed upon his hair.

"Hey, it's late." You immediately notices he's awake, calling out softly. "You should sleep on your room, or something, better to your spine."

He chuckles when you poke his side. "But I'm comfortable here."

"I'm surprised, you just met me today, and now is sleeping on my shoulder."

"I'm not, that happens often to me."

"Sleeping on people's shoulders?"

"No! Making friends quickly." Itadori likes your gentle warmth, your hug, everything makes him feel at home. "I met two more people before you for two weeks, but they can't see me, because I'm dead."

"So I'll keep you company, that's my new mission."

His eyes widen at that, a oh so little blush covering the tip of his ears.

"For how many time I slept anyway?" He asks.

"About two- no, three hours. You missed two movies, and this one is about to end."

"And you stayed here the whole time?" He motions to your shoulder.

"Yep. That reminds me I gotta pee."

Itadori grumbles, but quickly lifts himself off you, respecting your needs. That gives him some time to look around, he notices Ino is gone, and the plushie sits quietly at the other side of the couch, unmoving.

"Y/N! How did you manage to make it quiet down?" He's beyond bafflet.

"...que."

"What!"

"I said!" You arrive quickly at the doorframe, hands still wet from when you washed them. "I used my innate technique."

"Oh! How is it like?"

"It's kinda funny, gimme a moment." You left to wipe off your hands, coming back in a second. "So, just like Shoko, I produce reverse curse energy, but it's quite different than hers, I can't heal people. That's why we often call it positive energy instead. I can use it to soothe off negative energy, so the bear has no cursed energy right now."

"How does it works on people?" He felt very curious about everything, asking away like a kid.

"Since everyone has negative energy, it just makes you sleepy really. But when it comes to curses it's really practical, I can either weaken it or, if the curse is like grade three or four, I can slap them off existence completely by wiping all their energy." You were naturally proud of having a such versatile power, your own energy swirling with pride around you.

"That sounds amazing! Is it why I fell asleep though?"

"Nah, only if I did it on purpose. I guess you were just tired, hope you don't mind I decided to let you rest today."

"No way, it was a good nap."

You nodded. "By the way, Ino left to attend to a drinking party, he paid for our food."

"Drinking? Is he old?"

"Yeah, he's twenty." You chuckled, already expecting that kind of reaction.

"No way! He looks young just like us!"

"That's totally my reaction after I learned he's twenty!"

After that day, you started visiting Itadori weekly to daily, after exchanging numbers he made a little group with you and Ino, naming it the "Nanami trio". But really, he exchanges more texts with you in private, be them memes, cool images he wish to share, etcetera. Although, Ino wasn't left excluded, he ofter brough his xbox to connect to Itadori's tv room and you all would spend hours playing together; he just didn't spend much time with both of you as much. And that was okay.

For a few days, your connection with Itadori died down when he didn't reply to your texts. They would remain unread for some time, the longest being half a day, until he would spam apologies then move on with the topic. That became a routine until one day when you came over to check on Itadori unnanounced, needin to ease off your worries about the boy, only to find him sobbing in the middle of a hallway, staring ahead and beyond, his back to you.

"Ita-?"

"Egh!" Startled, he scrambled to wipe his eyes, turning to you. "H-hey, um, hi."

"What happened?"

"I- he-" His eyes didn't met yours, knuckles white in a death grip. You notice he has a few bandages thrown over his face and arms. The way his shoulders are drawn, as if he wants to shrink into himself is something you've experienced before.

"Something hard to talk about?"

He nods almost immediately, head still facing down.

"It's alright, come with me." You reach for his hands, grimacing slightly when his forceful grip is now on your hand, yet you don't comment on it. He follows you through the state wordlessly.

You two stop on the same tv room, sitting down on the couch. You then guide his head to your shoulder, gently massaging his scalp with the free hand.

"It's alright."

Those two words are chanted like a prayer for the next half hour, at some point, Itadori twisted his body towards yours and unknowingly caged you between him and the sofa arm. He embraced you with a force you didn't have in you, like he didn't want to lose one another. Painful or not, not a muscle moved on your body. He needed a shoulder to cry on.

Thirty minutes passed like seconds, you peered down only to find the boy confortably napping against your bosom; at some point you just became the cold side of the pillow to him. That's alright. It brings you joy to be the mom friend anyways. So you decided to join the sleepland aswell, arms still secured around his shoulders and the back of his head.

It feels like the nap hasn't been long, though, because you can feel Itadori's grip loosening and therefore, you're awake.

"Sorry if I broke any bones, in advance."

"Wow, and you only warn me now."

He laughs at your comeback, hands still secured around your waist.

"I'm surprised you let me uh, cuddle you for comfort - and sleep. I don't understand it? You just make me sleepy." He rambled, keeping eye contact with you while his head still rests on your chest.

"That's a piece of cake when you have younger siblings who seek for you every night they get a nightmare."

"Does that mean I can come to you again if I have a nightmare?" There it is, his togepi-kirby cutesy face.

"Are you four?"

"That's mean!" Itadori blushed, squeezing you on his arms. "I like the contact. It puts me at ease."

"Mm, do you want to talk about it?"

He gulped. "No, not really."

Your peach haired friend remained silent, and so did you. It seems he doesn't intend in letting you go soon, or he just really forgot to mention it. It gives them time to think, your younger sisted used to do that sometimes, back in Kyoto.

"Y/N, wanna watch anything?"

"Sure, have you watched Parasyte before?"

"No, let's give it a try then!" Itadori glances at the remote, then back at you - making you confused over his hesitation to move. He notices you noticed it, chuckling nervously. "To be honest, I don't wanna let go."

"It's hurting my back."

"SORRY I'M SORRY!" He jumped away from you like a cat would jolt away from a cucumber, making you snicker.

"It's okay, I just wanted to change positions."

And to tease you, but he didn't need to know that part.

He glared at you with a small pout, typing the initials of Parasyte on the search bar. Outside his line of vision, you were grinning like a idiot, his sweeteness took a tow on you. All the people of Tokyo you met really held a way different spirit from your classmates in Kyoto, Itadori being the nicest of all. It's surprising him being Sukuna's vessel to begin with; being honest, you felt drawn by it.

"Y/N, it's startiiiiing." He cut your daydreaming short, slumping on your side and propping his head on your shoulder.

"This again?" You throw an arm around his shoulders, very much like the first time he cuddled himself on you.

"Don't blame me, you're the one who wanted to change positions. Guess I'll just make some alterations since I'm awake this time!" One of his arms went behind your back and circled your waist, hand resting at your hip.

"It's definely different, since the other time you drooled on me."

"Hhgh, okay okay! Let me enjoy this." For perhaps the actual first time, you're able to watch without exchanging words with one another.

And this time, it's you who's head loll to the side, nose buried on his soft rose perfumed hair. Itadori doesn't comment on it yet, his free hand moves under your legs to lift your whole body up efortlessly when he senses you have fallen asleep.

"I remember you said it's bad for my spine, I wouldn't mind it... yours however."

The boy makes a beeline to the guest room, he sighs when there is no choice but open the door with his foot. Inside, he places you carefully in the soft bed.

Before he could leave, a hand reaches up for his sleeve.

"Itadori," He turned, looking at you. "Make me company?"

He giggles softly - you think it sounds like a highschool girl. "You should start calling me by my first name!" Itadori rambles as he climbs on the bed, arms wrapping around your waist in a motion you're familiar with.

"Yuuji, I'm tired, let me sleep."

"But I wanna talk more..." He pouts. "Also, are we, um, dating?"

You wriggle around, bringing his head down to peck on his forehead, teasing. "Correction, I want to date you."

"Uh, oh." A blush coats his face so quickly, you'd say someone dumped a bucket of red paint on his face.

"Is that a no?"

"No!"

"So it is a no."

"Christ, will you stop teasing for a second, I'm trying to talk here." He makes an angry version of his togepi-kirby face, you can't help but grin.

"You amuse me, but okay. I'll do it for you."

"Thanks." He blinks, the blush slowly fading away. "You know, I lied, not about the contact, I like the contact nonetheless-"

His hand moves to play with yours, such as tapping his tips against yours, or meassuring the palms.

"-it's you who brings me comfort."

It's also your turn to blush, that line was seriously charming.

"Yeah."

"Yeah?"

"Yes, we're dating now." You respond, a little eagerly. "Can I kiss you?"

"Please."

This is the best person I could ask for, Itadori thinks, keeping his eyes open as yours shut during the kiss, whom I won't change for anything else in this world.

When you both separate, Itadori feels drowsy and sleepy. His face fits perfectly on your shoulder as always.

"Goodnight, my favorite person."

#itadori yuuji x reader #itadori x reader #itadori yuuji fluff #jjk x reader #jjk x y/n #jjk fluff #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen fanfic

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leejeongz · 3 years

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jealous treasure (hyunsuk-jaehyuk)

requested: yes, by anon

🔅hiii! thanks for requesting. sorry this took so long 😭 i wrote it all and the. decided i didn’t like what i wrote so i had a breakdown and started again. but nevertheless here we are. I hope you like it! i made jihoon’s a little longer since idk he was the one this was based off of🔅

⛱ a/n no. 2 i’m gonna use another member in each one because it’s easier than making up a whole new person and explaining a bit about them for each one if that makes sense. but this is just for fun, it’s fictitious, remember that pls⛱

find the other members here

🪐 hyunsuk:

having never met his closest friends before, you wanted to dress nicely on the day. you grabbed the accessories that you had laid out the night before that went perfectly with your outfit and put them on while admiring how great you looked in the mirror.

upon arriving at the diner, you spotted your boyfriend and his friends sat closely together. you slowly walked over to their booth, not wanting to seem too eager. your boyfriend stood up and flashed you a smile before pointing for you to sit next to a boy dressed in blue and while, who you later found out was named mashiho. you ordered from the menu together and started to chat amongst yourselves.

“so what do you do, y/n?” the boy next to you asked while hyunsuk was distracted.

“i’m a student, but i work part time. actually i work just over the road” you pointed to the sports shop over the way.

“i think i’ve seen you in there before, sorry i didn’t recognise you, you look so different when you’re not wearing their fluorescent uniform,” he smiled, pointing to the bright trainers you now remember selling him a few weeks ago.

“oh that was you?” you laughed loud enough to catch hyunsuk’s attention, who’s smile faded as he glanced at the pair of you bonding “nice taste” you complimented mashiho.

“not as nice as mine though, right?” hyunsuk piped up, while brushing the shoulder of his shirt.

“it’s not a competition” you smiled, awkwardly, not wanting to hurt anyone’s feelings.

“but if it was…” one of his other friends spoke. you made a mental note that from now on, you hated that guy.

you thought about your response for a while. mashiho looked disinterested, too busy picking the crispiest fries from his plate. your boyfriend, however, looked a little helpless, he was practically begging with his eyes for you to compliment him.

“then i think my boyfriend would win. hyunsuk has better taste than anyone, and i think we can all agree” you rattled on, face burning, knowing that the others around the table thought you were just sucking up to him.

“well of course, i fell for you, baby” hyunsuk winked in your direction while his friends made exaggerated heaving noises at your cringiness as a couple.

🌸 jihoon:

you have the pettiest boyfriend, you know it, he knows it, everyone knows it. he gets jealous even at the tiniest things, but it’s kind of endearing. your graduation was no exception, he really wanted to be happy all afternoon, but seeing you with so many guys hugging you while you cried tears of joy, made him mad, that should be him.

to treat you (and also to show off to everyone that you were his) he took you to the bar in town that you liked the most. you sat down at the table for two and scanned over the menu, wondering why you were even looking, knowing you were going to order the same thing as always. you told jihoon what you wanted as you could see the waiter getting nearer to your table, he always ordered for you when you asked him to.

“y/n” you heard coming from behind you. you turned around to see a familiar face, junghwan, and following behind him, a friend of his that you’d once met in passing.

“i saw that you graduated today! congratulations!” he spoke, indicating that you stand for a hug. meanwhile, jihoon ordered, but not without side eyeing you and this boy.

“can we join a table onto ours please and make it sit 4 people?” you asked the waiter who nodded and did as you requested without a fuss.

jihoon shot you the darkest stare at you sat opposite to him. “our order will be out way before theirs” he snarled quietly.

“it’s fine we can bring them out at the same time” the waiter smiled at him upon hearing your boyfriends petty remark.

“thanks” jihoon replied sarcastically, the smile on his face showing clear signs that the waiter needs to back off now.

“so why are you here?” junghwan asked “you should be going out partying, is he not letting you?” he looked over a jihoon after joking around with you a little.

“there are no parties to go to” you frowned, “but i’d rather spend my days with jihoon, and now you guys, than with my classmates anyway” you bubbled. you looked over once again at your boyfriend, who’s expression was still as stern as when they'd arrived. you kicked at his leg gently and flashed him a warm smile, hoping he’d mimic it and look at least a little genuine with it.

“i’m going to the bathroom, order quickly” jihoon told the pair. you glared at him as he walked off, all while still trying to participate in the conversation. jihoon returned with an obviously fake smile, yet it was an improvement so you went along with it. to your surprise, jihoon had managed to endure 3 drinks before deciding it was time to leave and go home with you, which you were more than happy to do since the bar was getting pretty full. you said your goodbye to the two friends with a small hug, while jihoon watched from the side. “come on” he rolled his eyes as he watched your arms wrap around junghwan’s shoulders.

leaving the bar, jihoon’s hand engulfed yours. “there has got to be some kind of reward for spending 90 minutes with them. oh and for watching all of those other guys hug you” he whispered into your ear “i’m sure you’ll think of something”. he laughed a little and pressed a warm kiss against your cheek. you smirked, knowing the perfect way to show him that you were all his, now almost too eager to get home.

⚡️ yoshi:

“it’s just what we needed” yoshi relaxed back onto the sofa, stretching an arm out to the side and wrapping it around you casually. you threw the remote onto the coffee table and nestled into your boyfriend. today was movie day, a full marathon of romcoms, chosen by you.

the first movie, you cried. the second, you cried again. however, by the third, you’d gotten a little bit bored. you pulled your phone from your back pocket, your fidgeting catching yoshi’s attention.

“hey what’s wrong?” he asked, his question fading as he read your notifications. “why did haruto ring you-“ he paused to check the number “4 times?” he didn’t think too much of it. you guys were friends, your boyfriend just wanted to know the gossip.

you called him back straight away, leaving your boyfriend clueless. he waited patiently as you spoke on the phone. “no way!” you let out with a smile “i’ll be there in a second” you got up, wafting your hand so that yoshi would follow.

“what why?” he stayed put, waiting for a response.

“he said he’s got a surprise for me” you rushed, getting your coat on as quickly as possible. yoshi, once again, sat back in his comfortable position, which you knew meant that he was not moving any time soon.

“but what about our movie day” he whined and sulked. you rolled your eyes knowing he wouldn’t stop for anything, you had to give in. you slowly started removing your jacket, pulling your phone out of the pocket and launching it towards the sofa.

“i’ll just text him and tell him to give it to me, the love of your life, okay?” he continued “gosh he knew it was our day, he should have left us alone instead of distracting you”

you smiled at his hint of jealousy, hoping it wouldn’t be the last you ever saw, because honestly, his mini tantrum was rather cute.

🌟 junkyu:

“what homework is that? what subject?” junkyu shuffled through your sheets of paper over your shoulder with a pout while you worked.

“considering i study japanese i think it would be pretty wild if it was the timeline of the spanish armada, don’t you?” you snapped unexpectedly, you’re not even sure why you said it in the tone you did.

“i was just making conversation” he slumped onto the bed while pulling a face behind your back, only then noticing the familiar young boy on your phone screen. “oh, you’re calling someone, i’ll leave, give you some privacy” he pouted once again, dragging himself from your bed. “clearly i'm not needed here”

you turned to asahi, the boy you were calling, who was generously helping with your work, as he avoided eye contact with you. you stared at the small image of yourself in the corner, biting your lip with guilt.

“i’m sorry junkyu, i didn’t mean to snap” you admitted, throwing your head into your hands as soon as the words left your mouth. you’d be kind of stressed lately with all the learning, but that doesn’t mean you can take it out on your boyfriend, you thought.

“it’s okay, you shouldn’t be nice to me when your handsome tutor is calling, i understand” he rolled his eyes and tutted with a hint of exaggeration. it didn’t take long for him to register what had just happened though, as a few seconds later you felt his arms wrap around you from the back and a gentle kiss placed on top of your head. he turned off the call and whispered an almost silent “sorry”.

“i only called him to help with this one passage.”

“you don’t need to explain to me. but why didn’t you ask me for help?” he blew his cheeks up and pouted in a way that was even bigger than before. “i'm really good at japanese” he boasted

“junkyu, sweetie, next time maybe” you giggled, finally regaining the power to sit up again slightly. “but your jealousy was kinda cute, so maybe i will call mashiho next time”

“don’t even think about it” he hushed you in a harsh, yet sarcastic tone.

☀️ mashiho:

it was pretty rare that mashiho got jealous, or that he told you/showed you that he was at least. you and doyoung actually spent a lot of time together these days and your boyfriend never seemed to mind so you never stopped. but little did you know, he’d just about reached breaking point. he was tired of you “not being able to meet up with him” because you’d already made arrangements with doyoung to do something. he wanted to do those things with you.

“where are you going? you don’t usually dress like that on a sunday?” he questioned as you headed towards the door.

“i told you, doyoung and i are gonna watch that movie today. i can’t go in my pjs” you replied.

“oh with doyoung, i should have guessed” he rolled his eyes, leaning back against the sofa. he pulled his phone from his pocket, ready to text one of his friends once again to ask if they wanted to do something.

“what’s that supposed to mean?” you turned your head back to look at him. he looked hot like that, but you didn’t think right now was the time to bring it up.

“you’re always doing things with him. would it be so wrong if you went and watched a movie with me?” he asked as you walked towards him, ready to hug him and apologise. you thought for a moment, realising that you had been spending more time with doyoung than your own boyfriend, but was it really all that bad? you sat besides him and placed his phone on the sofa so he had nothing to do other than talk to you about this.

“so i can’t see my friends?” you snapped back at him in a higher pitch, even though he wasn’t shouting at you. his eyes softened and his right eye filled with tears, shortly followed by his left. you refused to look at him, half in anger, half in shame.

“that’s not what i meant, you know that. just go, have fun” he ran his hand down your arm while you sat in silence. it really was that bad. you didn’t want to be THAT couple who never did anything together.

“do you want to come with?” you smiled.

“maybe, only if we, you and i, can go bowling afterwards, alone” he replied as if he was still mad.

“of course!” you exclaimed, it was an offer you couldn't refuse. upon hearing your response, mashiho grabbed your hand, leading you to his room which was full of clothes.

“now, which tshirt matches with yours the best?” he hummed.

❄️ jaehyuk:

more than the party itself, wayyy more than the party itself, you enjoyed having your friends over beforehand to get ready and vibe with. tonight you expected only your boyfriend but he ended up bringing along another friend too, yedam, who you were actually pretty close to, he even introduced you to jaehyuk in the first place.

both had gotten changed pretty quickly in the bathroom while you slipped into your outfit in your bedroom. you were just applying a layer of lipstick when you heard a knock at the door.

“can i come in?” yedam asked.

you shouted a “yes” and he did so. his outfit was all black except for the flannel he’d thrown on, his hair was a little messy and his boots were untied.

“look at my nails” he smiled brightly, offsetting his outfit perfectly. “i just painted them so they’re wet, and jaehyuk is doing his business in there. can you tie my shoes for me, please?” he begged. you agreed and offered your chair as a place for him to put his shoe. “tight trousers” he shrugged, leaving you with no other option but to get down on the floor and tie them, it was a good job it was yedam, you thought.

“get up” jaehyuk’s voice could be heard from a mile away, despite how softly spoken he is. you stood up and looked over at him with wide eyes “oh i thought you were proposing” he laughed, playing the whole thing off as a joke. “let me, i don’t want your outfit to get dirty, which might i add looks extremely good, honey” he complimented while getting down on the floor to tie his friends' laces.

“yoon jaehyuk, are you jealous?” you smirked, looking over at yedam, who was smiling too.

“no, i just don’t want your outfit to get messed up, i just said that” he lied once again. “but if you were proposing yeah, i think i’d be pretty jealous” he continued.

#treasure #treasure reactions #treasure imagines #choi hyunsuk #hyunsuk #jaehyuk #yoon jaehyuk #mashiho #junkyu #yoshi #park jihoon #jihoon #long post

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frogtanii · 3 years

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hi! noah anon here again, um ahaha, i may have been inspired to write a part 2 to my previous atsumu hurt/comfort drabble, i hope that's okay! ive been living for protective!y/n ever since they fought meiko for suga, so i wanted to sort of portray that!

from the way atsumu's breathing had evened out, you assumed he'd finally fallen asleep. exhaustion from the rough night he had taking over as he laid in your bed, wrapped up in your comforting embrace. atsumu's forehead rested in the crook of your neck and his nose pressed up against your collarbone, soft breaths tickling the sensitive skin. his arm laid across your stomach, keeping you close. for the first time since he walked into your room that night, he looked peaceful.

you on the other hand, were pissed; still stewing with rage over the events of the night. the main target of your aggression being none other than miya osamu himself. how could someone be so cold to their own twin?

the more you thought about it, the more restless you got, a pit of frustration growing and twisting uncomfortably in your gut. laying still was starting to prove a difficult task. with all of this frustrated energy you just needed to move — do something, before you went insane. so as carefully as you could, you slipped out from under atsumu, gently pushing a pillow under him for support.

shutting your door as quietly as possible you padded your way into the kitchen to grab a glass of water and an aspirin for atsumu. he'd probably need it for when he woke up, and it was the perfect excuse to get up and move around. however, as you neared the kitchen, you noticed a figure searching through the snack cabinets, grey hairs poking out into your field of vision. of course now of all times you'd run into the object of your current frustration. did you universe hate you or something?

just ignore him, you thought to yourself, no sense in getting into a conflict tonight.

as quietly as possible, you pulled a glass cup from the cabinet and filled it up with water. you had asprin in your room, so there was no need to grab any from the common area. your next objective was to exit the kitchen as quick as possible before your urge to punch osamu in the face increased any more. at this moment, his mere presence was enough to up your anger levels.

however, the second you spun on your heels to leave, osamu was also making his way out of the kitchen, causing the two of you to almost collide. luckily osamu reacted quickly, stepping back and preventing anything from being spilt.

"fucking watch it!" he spit out, expression twisting into one of contempt.

you scoffed at his outburst, ready to hit him with a few choice words, but by the time your lips parted he was already storming out of the kitchen and into the living room. a high pitched voice could be heard when he entered, sending another wave of fury coursing through your veins. "thank you 'samu, you're the best!"

"of course baby," osamu responded, "now let's start our movie."

the noise of some cheesy romance movie soon filled the living room and all surrounding areas, way too loud for this late of an hour in your opinion. it only added to your irritation, and without even thinking you were marching yourself to the living room with conviction, glass of water left behind on the kitchen island.

usually you never sought out trouble, and you weren't too fond of confrontation when it could be avoided. in the beginning of your time in the hyper house, maybe, but as time passed you soon learned nothing you said would change anything. so to save some sanity you resorted to short quips and just plain ignoring your housemates, once your contract was up none of it mattered anymore anyway. but after holding atsumu for an hour while he sobbed, and osamu's entitled attitude, something in you snapped. fuck being the bigger person.

so with your shoulders back and head held high you stormed into the living room, snatching the remote from coffee table to pause the movie playing.

that certainly grabbed their attention.

"the fuck is yer problem?" osamu vetted, standing to square up to you, fists clenched at his side and jaw tense. meiko followed suit, but took her position slightly behind osamu, nimble fingers gripping his bicep.

"my problem? hmm let's see, maybe my problem is the fact that i just held your brother as he cried himself to sleep while you were out here cuddled up on the couch!"

meiko snickered from behind him, and you had to stop yourself from lunging at her. how dare she laugh at his pain?

"'tsumu's fine, he'll get over it. now leave so we can watch our movie." your eyes went wide at osamu's response. did he really not care?

"he's your brother, and you hurt him." the annoyed expression on osamu's face fell slightly at your statement, but he quickly recovered, expression morphing into one that could kill. "don't act so innocent, you were probably in there twisting his mind with your little lies. you know everything that's happened between us has been your fault? you're the one that turned him against me!" his voice was gradually increasing him volume and malice, you obviously getting under his skin.

"oh please, you're still telling yourself that?" you inched closer to the pair, chin lifting up to meet osamu's steely glare, your attempt at intimidation working only on the small woman behind him.

"'samu, shes scaring me, please make her leave," meiko whimpered. Osamu placed a protective arm around her, pulling her into his side, "don't worry baby, i won't let her near you." you rolled your eyes at meiko, her feigned fear sending your patience over the edge.

"oh shut up, meiko," you snapped, causing her to coward further into osamu. "hey, don't talk to her like that!" he shot back at you, eyes darkening as he towered over your form, but you refused to back down.

"i'm texting iwaizumi, he can make her leave." meiko began typing furiously on her phone.

you chose to ignore her, prioritizing getting in your final words before iwaizumi could come to their resuce. "you've got your head completely up your ass if you think anyone but yourself is to blame for your broken relationship with 'tsumu!"

"you have no right to—"

"what the hell is going on here?" iwaizumi stormed into the room, large arms crossed over his chest as he placed himself between you and your victims.

"iwa, thank god! me and 'samu were trying to watch a movie when y/n just came in here and started attacking us! it was so scary, please make her leave!"

you scoffed at meiko's fabricated story, but before you could even begin to defend yourself iwa spoke, "y/n, go back to your room before im forced to take action." despite his dagger sharp gaze, you refused to shrink. you were going to get your point in regardless of any threats iwaizumi threw your way. so shooting him a quick and dismissive glare, you turned your attention back to osamu and meiko to get in one final blow.

"look, i don't know what your problem with me is, and frankly i don't care. but leave atsumu the fuck out your sick little games." the venom in your voice was enough to strike real fear into meiko, who was now completely hiding behind osamu for protection. even osamu's intimidating demeanor faltered at your protectiveness over his brother.

iwaizumi was the first to break the tension, "y/n, go—"

"yeah yeah, i got it, im leaving." your cut him short, giving osamu one last glare before exiting the living room, stopping to grab the glass of water from the kitchen before heading back to your room.

in your frustration you'd completely forgotten atsumu was asleep, accidentally shutting your door back with a little too much force. "angel?" atsumu's sleep drenched voice pulled you from your stewing thoughts, and you felt any and all anger melt away when you locked eyes with him.

"where'd you go off to?" he asked, rubbing at his eyes and sitting up. you snatched a bottle of asprin from your night stand and extended it to him along with the glass of water, "figured you'd want this when you woke up."

the corner of his mouth lifted up into a lopsided smile as he accepted your offer, downing a pill and half the water in one go, "yer too good to me, angel."

you offered up a soft smile as you took the glass and pill bottle back from him and set them on your nightstand. you took a seat on your bed next to atsumu, pushing back his disheveled hair back with one hand, prompting him to let out a content hum.

"i'm sorry for waking you," you whispered, letting your hand trail down the side of his face before coming to rest against his jaw, "how are you feeling?"

atsumu leaned into your touch, "much better, thanks to you. but, can we lay down again?"

you nodded, falling back to a laying position with atsumu following suit. however, this time he pulled you into his chest, holding you in his arms. you sunk further into him, finding it much easier to sleep this time as his warmth surrounded you and calmed your nerves.

i got a little carried away and this ended up a little longer than i intended, oops, oh well! i hope you like it!

— noah anon

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「 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝟐 」

— 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟏 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 —

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: sugar daddy!jaehyun, daddy kink, slight violence, mentions of blood, oral [male receiving], hair pulling, deep throating, dirty talk, praising, crying, some angst and fluff

after the last encounter with jaehyun you tried to distance yourself from him as much as possible. you couldn't allow yourself to fall in love with him and you were pretty sure that that was really close to happen. every time you would stare into his eyes or stand close to him your body would react in a way that it never did with anyone else and since you knew he didn't feel the same way you wanted to spare yourself a broken heart.

it wasn't easy finding a new sugar daddy, because even if you still wouldn't want to admit it, you still needed the money to get you through college and pay rent and since you had been ignoring jaehyun's calls, your bank account wasn't particularly happy. going on dates with other men was the worse of everything though. boring old man that couldn't keep their hands to themselves or keep an interesting conversation going. you had lost count of how many times you had fake laughed during the past week. but you had to settle for someone, so you decided to go for the overly sweet forty seven year old man called richard. and he wasn't all that bad, he would always buy and pay for anything you wanted and he did treat you really well, even during sex, sometimes even too much, and you were pretty sure he was addicted to eating you out. but you never felt the same way with him as you did with jaehyun. the fire and intensity that you both had could never be replaced and that's what had been bothering you, not being able to stop thinking about him. and just like any sane man he had stopped trying to call or text you but you still felt hurt by it, even if you were doing the exact same thing to him. and as if he could read your mind, your phone buzzed over the glass table, and you read the name "jaehyun" on the screen. for some reason, this time was different and your hand actually reached to pick up the phone, staring at it. you sighed and gave up, swiping right to answer it, slowly placing the phone next to your ear, no words being able to come out of your mouth, only hearing light breathing on the other side of the line.

"y/n?" his voice startled you but at the same time a huge weight was lifted from your heart, finally hearing his voice after so long. "are you there?"

"yes." was all that your body allowed you to say, waiting nervously to hear his sweet voice once again.

"princess." your heart sank at the pet name, your eyes fluttering close for a brief moment while that word played over and over inside your head. "why haven't you returned my calls?" you could hear the sad tone in his voice, or maybe it was disappointment, you couldn't tell. but you couldn't think of anything to tell him, too embarrassed with the whole situation and you immediately regretted answering the phone in the first place. "i've missed you." you let him pause between his sentence. "don't you miss me?" you could swear you felt tears forming in your eyes, threatening to fall down but you ordered them not to, swallowing dry before gathering courage to finally answer him.

"i do. i miss you." you almost whispered to him, your nails digging into the skin of your legs out of nervousness.

"come meet me tonight. i need to see you." your mind was telling you no, you couldn't allow yourself to fall back into his arms just to get hurt in the end but your heart was telling you otherwise and as usual, it spoke louder than your brain.

"okay. same hotel?" you got up, pacing around the room, too anxious to stay seated.

"no. i'll send you the address to my house." and before you could choke up on his words, he hung up, leaving you speechless, still holding the phone against your ear. he had never wanted you to meet up with him at his house, in fact, he had told you that he never let anyone go there, he always met his sugar babies at a hotel, his house was for his own eyes only. but here you were, getting ready to go there for the first time ever, nervous out of your mind, your blood burning inside your veins.

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the uber suddenly stops and you look out of the window, a big house with what you assumed was a very expensive car in front of it. you thanked the man that drove you there so late at night and exited the vehicle, stepping slowly closer to the entrance, your uber disappearing into the darkness, leaving you alone with your thoughts, standing like a crazy person in front of his door, way too afraid to knock. but as you were contemplating turning around and leaving, the big door opens, jaehyun's much bigger body standing right in front of you and it felt like you were seeing a mirage. he wasn't wearing his typical black suit, only a white dress shirt and black pants covering his skin.

"you always do this. standing in front of doors without knocking." his voice finally breaks the silence, a small smile adorning his lips.

"you always seem to know when i'm behind them too." you answered back, your eyes timidly meeting his brown ones and your words seemed to make him chuckle.

"i have security cameras, you know? i saw you arrive here." you crossed your arms in front of your chest, both from feeling cold and from being annoyed that he always seemed to have an answer for everything.

"you were creeping then." you were suddenly pulled by your arm, your body now standing dangerously close to his and he lowered his head so he could be face to face with you, and you noticed the smirk on his lips.

"why do you always have to talk back? hm?" you didn't realize, while you were once more lost in his deep eyes, that he had pulled you inside the house, closing the door behind you and gently pushing your back against it. "i've missed you so much, princess. why did you run away?" his voice sounded soft in your ears, his thumb caressing your cheek as he leaned closer to seal his lips with yours, but you turned your face away, causing him to step back, confusion evident in his face. "what's wrong?"

you quickly walked pass him, running your hands through your hair. you took a minute to look around his house that didn't seem much different from the hotel room you used to meet at. very spacious and luxurious, various expensive paintings adorning the walls and the lights were dimmed, making the shadows in the room a lot more prominent.

"we can't keep doing this, i'm sorry. that's why i wasn't returning your calls." you turned around to face him, looking for any sign of anger in his face but all you found was his soft eyes looking back at you, not wanting to believe the words that came out of your mouth.

"w-what? why? did i do something wrong?" he took one step closer to you but you also took one backwards, too afraid of what you might do if he stood too close to you again.

"no, you didn't. i just… i already found someone else. another, hm, sugar daddy." you wouldn't lie, it was hard for you to let those words come out but you were letting your brain talk instead of your heart this time. you watched as jaehyun's jaw clenched and his whole posture changed. he straightened his body up, the soft and gentle eyes that he had before turning into a dark shade and becoming more hooded as he stepped closer to you slowly but this time your feet were glued to the floor and you couldn't seem to move away from him.

"you were with other men?" his voice seemed to have changed too, getting a lot deeper and raspier and you realized how close his body was standing to yours. all you could do was swallow in dry, his thumb rubbing against your cheek and you had to hold yourself back not to lean against his touch. "why are you doing this? don't i treat you well?" your heart ached at his words, you wanted nothing more than to admit your feelings to him but you knew for a fact that his sweet words didn't equal him having those same feelings for you and you didn't wanna make things worse for you.

"yes, but… richard treats me well too." you could feel your voice growing weaker by the minute and your eyes widened at jaehyun's chuckle, his head thrown back as he sucked in his breath before staring back at you again.

"richard… oh baby." he cooed at you, his hand making its way to your hair, intertwining his fingers with your locks, causing you to gasp slightly. "you really think that richard could make you feel as good as me? hm? you think he could ever give you what i can?" his lips were so close to yours and you thought you had stopped breathing for a second. "did you have sex with him?" the question caught you off guard and you saw in his eyes how much he was hoping for you to deny it but as soon as you nodded your head he let go of you, turning around and running his hands through his hair, grunting before closing his fist tight and hitting the wall next to him, making you jump up from surprise.

"jaehyun…" your voice was calm, trying to not make him even angrier as you stepped closer to him, holding his hand in yours and watching as his knuckles turned bloody. he took a deep breath, closing his eyes for a brief moment, collecting himself.

"i can't believe you let another man touch you." you could see the disappointment evident in his face and you lowered your head, staring at your own feet to try not to get hypnotized by his gaze.

"we're not dating… you're just my sugar daddy." and you could feel how those words weren't just hurtful to you but also to him as he moved his hand away from yours, making you lift up your head again.

"just your sugar daddy?" you could sense how his voice was weaker than ever but you never thought this situation would be as hard for him as it was for you. as a matter of fact, you thought he wouldn't care if you disappeared at all, but it turns out you were wrong. "tell me something y/n. did you talk on the phone with richard for hours at night? did you tell him all about your problems and insecurities?" you noticed he had started moving towards you and you were walking backwards. "do you think about him when you're feeling lonely? does he think about you?" your back was now pressed against the wall, his body standing tall in front of you, so close you could feel his breath against your face and all you could think about was closing that small gap between the two of you. "do you love him?" and you knew that last question wasn't rhetoric like the others, you saw in his dark eyes how he was waiting for your response. you felt your mouth drying up and this time not even your brain could save you from this one.

"i love you." you let the words roll out of your tongue in a whisper and you felt his body tense up. the fact that he didn't say anything was making you nervous, feeling the cold sweat forming on your fingertips. but suddenly his lips were against yours, pulling you into a kiss so deep that you almost lost your breath. his hands grabbed the sides of your face and you finally had the contact you had been craving for so long. his lips moved perfectly together with yours, the desperation in each other being very evident and he only moved away so both of you could breathe, his forehead leaning against yours, his brown eyes staring deep into yours.

"you're not gonna run away from me again, are you?" you shook your head, your heart feeling heavy from not hearing him say the same words back to you but you completely shut down any words of advice that your brain might've been sending to you and you decided to listen to your heart only. at least just for tonight, you were willing to get your heart broken in exchange for jaehyun's warm touch.

he took your hand in his, the blood now drying up in his knuckles but he didn't seem to care. you followed him as he pulled you through his house, going up a spiral of stairs and then into a few hallways until you were finally inside his most sacred place, his bedroom. spacious and organized, nothing like what you were expecting but again, his house was so big that he probably had someone that cleaned it and arranged it for him. you heard the sound of the door closing behind him and once again the tingles were back to hunting your stomach. your body shivered once you felt his hands carefully being placed over your hips, pulling your back to rest against his chest.

"get undressed." his voice was now a lot deeper and you knew exactly what that meant. if you weren't feeling anxious before you were definitely feeling now. his hands left your body and he walked passed you, sitting on the big black chair next to his desk, opening his legs slightly to get more comfortable. "don't be shy, princess." his words encouraged you to move over in front of him, your shaky hands making their way to your top, slowly pulling it over your head and letting it drop to the floor. your jeans were next, your hands sliding them down your legs and you cursed yourself mentally for not bringing something sexier and easier to take off, because this wasn't the most flattering strip you could've done. but jaehyun would beg to differ, as his eyes weren't able to leave your body, watching every move you made attentively and licking his lips, even when you struggled to get your pants off. and you stood there, underwear covering the most important parts of your body and you thanked yourself for at least wearing a matching set. you saw jaehyun's finger wave at you, commanding you to come closer to him and you obeyed, your smaller and vulnerable body standing right in front of him. his hands were once more placed on your hips, pulling you even closer until you were standing between his legs, his hands caressing every bit of exposed skin on your body and you couldn't deny how much you had missed it. they made their way up your back, unclasping your bra in one swift movement and slowly sliding the straps down your arms, exposing your breasts to him and it could've been your eyes tricking you, but you were pretty sure you saw his eyes sparkle.

"you're so beautiful." he said before placing a gentle kiss to your stomach and your hands grabbed his wrist as his hands wrapped around your breasts, caressing the flesh and causing you to flutter your eyes closed at the feeling. "i missed you a lot, you know." his hands ran down your back once again until they were resting over you ass, squeezing it, and you jolted forward slightly. "you're my best girl." his fingers hooked on the side of your panties, gently and slowly pulling them down your legs, causing you to now stand completely naked in front of him. he sat back on his chair, eyeing you down and you suddenly felt too exposed, your arms quickly embracing your own body to try to cover yourself and you received a tsk from him.

"don't cover yourself, baby. let me see you." he tucked your panties inside the pocket of his pants and his eyes burned on top of your body as you slowly let your arms fall beside you. "don't you think you should apologize to me for leaving without saying anything?" you were pretty sure your cheeks were burning red at this point and you nodded, a little "i'm sorry" escaping between your lips and you heard jaehyun chuckle.

"that's not the type of apology that i want, princess." his smile quickly dropped and a serious expression took over his face. "on your knees." he pointed in between your legs and he didn't have to say it twice, his stern words being enough for you to immediately settle between his open legs, your hands caressing over his thighs. "you're gonna be a good girl tonight, right?" his fingers brushed over your hair and then lightly over your cheek as you nodded your head. "then what are you waiting for?" his eyebrow raised at you and you were took by surprise by his change in demeanor. he was always more gentle and sweeter with you, he definitely never spoke to you like that, but given the circumstances, you didn't expect him to be any less mad at you and for some reason this rougher persona that he had on when he was angry was very appealing to you and you were starting to feel your excitement pooling between your legs.

your hands nervously opened the button of his pants and he lifted his hips slightly so you could pull them down his legs, leaving him with only his underwear to cover is hard cock, waiting patiently for your touch. you slowly dragged your fingertips over the outline of his member but jaehyun was quick to hold your wrist in his hands, causing you to look up at him.

"i thought you said you were going to be good. quit teasing and get to it, baby. don't test my patience." his authoritative tone made your body shiver and his hand let go of your wrist, allowing you to keep going.

"sorry, daddy." you almost whispered and you felt his body tense up at the words. it had been so long since he heard you speak to him like that but you smirked at how his cock twitched under the fabric. he couldn't hide the fact that he loved it now. he was quick to bring in his hand under his underwear, pulling his throbbing member out, so eager to get your lips around it, and so were you.

"you think you can just call me daddy and i'll go easy on you?" he tapped the red tip against your lips and you instinctively parted your lips to let your tongue wander outside of your mouth, trying to reach for what you wanted so bad, but jaehyun kept pulling it further away from you, making you pout and look up at him.

"daddy, how do you expect me to apologize if you keep taking it away from me?" your nails digged slightly into the skin of his thighs, causing him to hiss.

"stop being whiny. i'll give you my cock when i think you deserve it and right now i don't really think you do." you whimpered at his words, watching attentively as his hand moved slowly up and down his length, making it so much more appetizing.

"so i'm just supposed to sit here? i thought you wan-" and before you could finish your sentence, his hand was on the back of your head, pushing it forward as he slid his cock inside your mouth, your lips quickly wrapping around him tightly.

"if you can't shut up i'll just make you." his fingers were intertwined with your locks, forcing more of him inside your throat and even as you tried your best not to gag, it was impossible as he gave you no preparation beforehand. he pulled your head back by your hair, finally letting you catch your breath as you coughed and he looked at you as if trying to find something. "you get now, what happens to little brats who don't listen to daddy?" you coughed for the last time and looked up at him with doe eyes, nodding your head. "speak up, princess."

"yes daddy."

"that's my good girl. not so hard now is it?" you shook your head and he smirked at you, grabbing the base of his cock and waving it in front of your face. "so what do you say when you really want something?" he tapped the tip of his cock against your lips one more time.

"please daddy." you saw the smirk turn into a smile and you knew you had pushed the right buttons.

"there you go." and you parted your lips for him, letting him guide his length slowly inside your mouth this time, your lips sucking around him gently and pulling a groan out of him.

he didn't force your head this time around, resting back on his chair and letting you work on him to earn his forgiveness. your tongue moved from the base of his cock to the tip, taking the red and swollen head into your mouth and sucking it carefully. jaehyun's dark eyes didn't move away from you for one second, his gaze intense over you, watching as your pretty lips wrapped beautifully around his length, taking as much as possible into your mouth and groaning every time you took the courage to take more of him into your throat, your eyes sparkling up at him as you tried to hold your tears in, only letting go of his cock to gasp for air.

"you're doing so well for me, princess. keep going. i want to fill your little mouth with my cum." you felt the tingles travelling down your stomach to your core, your juices sticking to the inside of your thighs as you rubbed them together, trying to relieve some of the tension between your legs as you took him inside your mouth once again, his thick and hard cock heavy on top of your tongue as your lips worked up and down his length, picking up the pace this time, your hand mimicking the same movements at the base of his cock, feeling him twitch slightly as he groaned and bit painfully hard at his bottom lip.

"good girl. your wet little mouth feels so good around daddy, princess. that's it." his words of encouragement only made you work even harder on him, eager to watch him fall apart which by the looks of it, would happen very soon. you could see the beads of sweat forming on the little bit of skin exposed on his chest and his hand had moved once again to your hair, impatiently helping you move around him as you felt him thrusting slightly onto your mouth, his groans getting louder until you were feeling his warm liquid coating your tongue, your lips still firmly wrapped around him until he was done. you removed him from your mouth, carefully not to drop anything.

"let me see, baby." his thumb applied pressure over your chin, encouraging you to part your lips and so you did, showing him his cum glistening over your tongue, watching as he smirked down on you. "swallow everything, princess. don't waste anything." and a command was a command, swallowing down every last bit of the salty substance and opening your mouth back up, sticking your tongue out to him. "hm, such a good little girl. come here, princess." his hands tapped over his thighs and you quickly got up to straddle his lap, his warm big hands caressing down your back until they landed over your hips. jaehyun looked down, noticing the sticky mess between your legs and chuckling, his middle finger running slowly between your wet folds, making you let go of a whimper.

"you wanna cum so bad, don't you? look at you, you're dripping." his finger stopped on top of your clit where he started to apply more pressure, moving his digit in slow circles. "you like sucking daddy's cock this much? hm?" you had been so turned on this whole time and it didn't take long until you were feeling the knot in your stomach tightening just from having his finger gently touching you. "does richard make you this wet?" you whined at the question, thinking about the old man was the last thing you wanted to think about. "does he make you cum this fast?" at this point your hips were already grinding down on his hand, wanting to get as much friction as possible. "answer me." his stern voice made you shake and your nails digged into his shoulders.

"no daddy, only you." you were so desperate to cum that you felt the tears forming in your eyes but jaehyun wasn't giving you the necessary pressure or pace to throw you over the edge and you knew he was doing it on purpose.

"then why did you chose him over me? why did you leave?" he finally started moving his fingers faster on top of your swollen clit and you shut your eyes close, jaehyun allowing you to rock your hips harder against his hand as your moans got louder. "you say you love me but you left, baby." your body was overwhelmed with emotions and you felt like you were going to fall apart at any minute. you felt your warm tears creating lines over your cheeks at the same time that your orgasm approached. your heart ached but your body was on fire. and suddenly, with a few more flicks of his skillful fingers you were coming undone on top of him, your head resting on his shoulder as your juices coated the palm of his hand, the orgasm hitting you so hard that it made your body shake on top of his and once the pleasure was over, all you had left to feel was pain as you grabbed onto jaehyun and tears fell down your face, your soft cries filling up the room. you felt jaehyun's arms wrap around your smaller body, pulling you closer to him as his hand caressed your hair.

"shhh baby, it's ok. i'm here." but you couldn't seem to stop crying, your chest moving up and down against his and your eyes turning red. you never thought this would happen to you and if you did, you probably would've never signed up for that stupid website. because this was so much more painful than not being able to pay for college or working at your last job. you felt your body being lifted but jaehyun's arms were still there, holding you, comforting you.

you closed your eyes and next thing you know, you felt warm water soothing down your body and you realised you had stopped crying, the old tears now drying on your skin. you opened your eyes and there he was. he always seemed to be there, even if your pain was caused by him, he was also what made it all seem less painful.

"you're feeling better?" you looked around you and realized you were sitting in a huge bathtub, filled with warm water as he was sitting on the floor, outside of it, his arms resting on top of the sides of the tub and his hand tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear.

"yes. i'm sorry, i don't know what happened to me." you felt your cheeks burning up from embarrassment, thinking about how ridiculous you must have looked crying like that on his arms.

"i do. i know what happened. and you don't need to hide your feelings just because i'm your… sugar daddy." he shrugged his shoulders and as you looked into his eyes you saw how soft they had become once again. sitting like this next to you, he didn't seem so intimidating anymore.

"you know you're more than that." your hand softly grabbed his, that was resting on the tub, playing lazily with his fingers, trying to avoid his eyes as much possible. "at least to me you are." you felt your voice growing weaker. the fears of him not loving you back rushing to you once again, until he placed his finger under your chin, encouraging you to look at him and you saw that he seemed more nervous than usual.

"you know i feel the same way, right? i'm just… i'm not good at showing it. or saying it." you felt your heart that was once cold and broken, picking up the pieces and warming up again. you felt like crying all over again but decided to hold it in this time. you moved closer to him and your lips connected softly, in a gentle kiss that you waited so long for. the warmest smile appeared on his lips and you remembered it from your first date with him, all of the memories from that night flashing before your eyes, thinking about how much things had changed since then.

"are you going to stop seeing that richard guy?" you chuckled at his question, as if that was even an option.

"yeah. i don't think i need him anymore." you smiled as you played with the water, looking up at him. "but he did give good head." you laughed and splashed a little bit of water over his face, causing him to close his eyes for a brief moment.

"was he better than me?" you chuckled and rested your back against the tub.

"feeling insecure?" you teased him and he shot you a warning look which made you giggle.

"just making sure i didn't have to remind you of what it feels like to have my head between your legs. it has been a while after all and your brain might be confusing things." he gave you a sarcastic smile and you shook your head, smiling.

"he could never be better than you. trust me."

#nct smut #nct 127 smut #nct dream smut #wayv smut #kpop smut #jung jaehyun smut #jaehyun imagines #jaehyun smut #nct 127 reactions #nct 127 imagines #nct dream imagines #wayv imagines

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Request ~ ‘Lydz! I need a Daichi fluff so bad. SO BAD. Could I request a long distance relationship with Daichi, and one day after s/o cries over the phone saying that she misses him, he decides to fly to her as a a surprise!! 😭💖 it can be a hc or drabble one-shot, whatever you’re comfortable with! Thank you bb ily ❤️’ ~ @mrs-kuroojinguji

Characters ~ Sawamura Daichi x Fem!Reader

Genre ~ Fluff

Warnings ~ Kinda a rollercoaster of emotions... a bit of the reader crying

Word Count ~ 1.8k+

A/N ~ Haven’t written a long fic in a while so i hope you guys enjoy this!!!💛 Thank you to @scorpiosanssexy for beta reading this☺️ Also i’m so sorry this took so long for me to write Ana😫

‘I love you baby…’ You hear as you hang up your phone, tossing it to the side. Another night where you slept in an empty bed. You had lost track of how many it's been without him by your side physically. A year? Maybe closer to two? The hope that one day soon you would wake up to his warm arms around you, his breath fanning on the back of your neck. Comfort, something he automatically provided. It was in his aura, whenever he was close and sadly you hadn’t felt it in a while.

As much as you loved the UK it was far away from home, not only your family but your friends and from Daichi. The one you wished you could spend every waking moment with, someone who you could see yourself with for the rest of your life. You felt so far away from him, 5,732 miles to be exact, a number you had spent so many sleepless nights thinking about. As your head hit the pillow you figured tonight was going to be another one of those nights.

Your day seemed to drag as all you could think about was Daichi’s words to you last night. ‘I can’t come see you yet, I'm so sorry, work is piling up and with my family wanting me home I just can’t spare the time to fly over… I’m so sorry, I'm going to have to fly over in summer.’ Was what he had said, he was meant to come see you after Christmas, but as it was early into January now you had lost hope for seeing him.

It wasn’t long before both of your universities started up again for the new term, you would have to pray he would be able to come visit in summer or you could get the funds to see him. It was getting hard to be away from him, everyday the ache seemed to worsen in your chest.

Even when you both first got together, he knew that all you needed to feel better was a hug or his arm comfortingly on your back. To be pulled onto his lap so he could hold you impossibly close, you were always someone who has loved his touch. You were addicted to it. Both of you knew that it would be harder long distance yet you couldn’t bear to break up. But it was starting to prove to be harder than you anticipated.

‘You know you don’t have to continuously stir the pasta right?’ Your roommate Beth said, you wondered how long she had been watching you. Glancing at the clock you realised you must have been there for at least 40 minutes.

‘Hm? Yeah of course I know, I just like to make sure it's done… which it is.’ You replied, as you looked down at the pasta that was now basically mush in the pan. Letting out a deep sigh you drained it and put it in a bowl.

‘You’re seriously going to eat that? Oh god no [y/n]...’ She said as she took the bowl straight from your hands throwing the whole thing in the bin.

‘Hey! I like that bowl?!’ You protested as she led you to the couch.

‘Lets order takeout, I can tell you have been thinking about him again… Still no chance he can come?’ Beth asked as she scrolled through her phone for both your favourite takeout. You didn’t reply as you got lost in your thoughts once again. You didn’t realise how obvious it was that you weren’t doing well and even though Beth knows you better than anyone, she wouldn’t mention anything unless she thought it was serious.

‘He just said he couldn’t come… It's been almost 2 years since I have seen him physically, not on the other side of a screen. I miss him so much and it's starting to get harder to talk to him over the phone because everything hurts Beth… I love him so much.’ You practically word vomit as your eyes start to prick with tears.

The hurt evident as she pulled you in for a hug, letting your tears free as if they had been trapped in your ducts for years. Quickly dampening her shirt as she tried to do as much as she could to calm you down, it was no use though. ‘Do you think he just doesn’t want to see me? Maybe he’s found someone else?’ You questioned out loud as loud sobs continued to wrack your body.

‘Hey… Hey! I don’t know much about this guy, but from what you have told me he seems like a really respectable guy who loves you. Plus he’s your boyfriend so he has to be amazing! Have you thought about telling him how you feel?’ Beth asked getting up quickly to grab you some tissue.

‘No, I haven’t! I don’t want him to think I don’t trust him, because it's not that at all…’ Before you could finish sniffling out everything you had to say your phone lit up. A bright picture of Daichi from the last time you saw him covering the screen, arm around your waist and a goofy smile adorning his face. Daichi who you loved so much, who it hurt so bad to think about for no reason other than he wasn’t here. He wasn’t by your side, he was 5,732 miles away.

As you got up to go answer the phone in your room, Beth gave you a sympathetic smile and a quick mouthing of ‘tell him’. A deep sigh passed your lips as you closed the door separating you from the kitchen, you knew she was right but something was holding you back.

Cleaning yourself up slightly you finally answered the facetime call. ‘Hey baby…’ You said greeting him with a small smile. You knew he could tell you had been crying the minute he answered when his face dropped. ‘Hey baby-girl, you okay?’ He asked and that was all it took. You couldn’t keep it from him anymore, tears spilled once again from your eyes as you told him everything.

Daichi’s heart broke as he watched you cry on the other side of the screen, he wanted to gather you in his arms and tell you it was going to be okay. That you would both get through this together, however he was lost for words. He couldn’t hold you, he couldn’t even get you your favourite food to cheer you up. He wasn’t there. As you both talked it out, he couldn’t stop apologising, every ‘i’m sorry’ that fell from his lips felt so natural yet should it be?

Once you had calmed down and the facetime ended, Daichi couldn’t get the image of you crying out of his head. How had he not seen the person he loved and cherished so much in almost 2 years?

The night was long and tiring for both of you, neither could sleep, plagued by thoughts of what’s next? What can either of you do to better the situation? You couldn’t dream of leaving him but what if you had no choice. It was 3:27am and you decided it was probably better to try and take your mind off the situation, falling asleep in front of the TV was better than not falling asleep at all.

A couple days passed, although you couldn't stop thinking about Daichi you had gone back to normal with him. You thought it was strange but since that night Daichi seemed a lot more upbeat, wanted to call you more and was texting you constantly. You weren’t complaining though, you loved how he seemed to be making more of an effort since you had confessed to him.

‘Wow you actually managed to cook the pasta properly this time?!’ Beth said, an amused expression on her face as she sat at the table across from you. This caused a laugh to erupt from you, she was right once again. ‘Yeah I guess things are improving huh?’ You replied as she laughed along. You had made pasta properly, not as if it was anything special but it tasted good you thought.

As you both chatted and giggled away you were interrupted by a knock at the door. ‘Did you order food?’ You question as you got up to answer, wondering who it could be at such a weird time as your eyes scanned the clock, 10:36pm. Swinging open the door your whole body froze.

His brown hair was tousled and out of place, his grey sweatpants hanging off him perfectly and although he looked tired and rushed to anyone else. You had never seen someone so handsome before, not being able to stop yourself jumping on him. Despite being exhausted, Daichi still managed to catch you in his arms. ‘You came…’ You whispered into his shoulder, taking in his scent. How you had missed his slightly woody smell, it smelt like home.

‘I couldn’t not come… It broke my heart to see you cry because of me, I dropped everything to come’ He smiled, as he rubbed your back comfortingly placing a kiss to the side of your head. Suddenly 5,732 miles didn’t feel long at all when you were in his arms, realising the exact reason you didn’t break it off with him originally, he was worth the ups and downs. Worth the long nights of falling asleep on facetime because of the time difference, worth every ‘i love you’ text and every ‘i miss you’ whispered over the phone.

As he let you down and grabbed his stuff to bring in you couldn’t help but admire him. Has he got bigger? His arms looked so much more refined and muscular, the 2 years training to be in the emergency services sector clearly having an effect on his body. Before you knew what you were doing you gripped his bicep softly, he really was stronger than before you thought.

‘You okay there baby? Something interesting?’ He chuckled as he watched your face heat up, scooping you into his arms again. Not wanting to admit you really liked the change in his body you buried your face into his neck. ‘I just missed you a lot…’ You confessed, not like you hadn’t told him this before but being held in his arms made it so much more real. ‘I missed you too princess…’ He whispered, lifting your chin to look at him before pressing his lips to yours.

It felt like a lifetime had passed since the last time your lips had met, but it was just as amazing as the first time. All fears and worries suddenly dissipated, the only thing that mattered right now was him and how much time you had to make up for.

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