#kay's wishful thinking ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾

[munsonsreputation]

IM TWENTY ONE WHAT THE HECK!

౨ৎ ˖ ࣪⊹ I SEE THE LOOK IN YOUR EYES AND IM BITING MY TONGUE YOU'D BE THE LOVE OF MY LIFE WHEN I WAS YOUNG WHEN THE NIGHT IS OVER DONT CALL ME UP IM ALREADY UNDER! I GET A LITTLE BIT ALONE SOMETIMES AND I MISS YOU AGAIN ILL BE THE LOVE OF YOUR LIFE INSIDE YOUR HEAD WHEN THE NIGHT IS OVER DONT CALL ME UP IN ALREADY UNDER! ౨ৎ ˖ ࣪⊹

#kay's wishful thinking ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾

[ithinkabouttzu]

hello! can I request txt the morning after you guys shared a bed for the first time?

The morning after sharing a bed with txt ｡･:*˚:✧｡

genre: fluff; romance

warnings: absolute fluff, kissing

description: The txt members reaction to waking up with you (sfw)

☾ Yeonjun

- as soon as he wakes up, he’ll just wrap his arms around you so tight, giving you the best sleepy hug ever

- “How did you sleep, baby? was it good?”

- he’s extra soft in the morning times, and now that he’s fully comfortable, he’s giving you bunches of kisses and hugs non stop

- Babes is just so happy he’s with you, honestly you guys just spend half of your day just enjoying each other in the bed

- he starts babying you so much too, like cuddling you and making sure you need and anything or if you are okay at all (he’s so in love with you tbh)

☆ Soobin

- morning cuddles are the absolute best with him let me tell you.

- you would wake up feeling so comfortable, like you could sleep for the whole day, he’s just so comfy

- He would ask you how you slept and check up on you as soon as you woke up

- but the mornings would be so relaxing and slow with him, it would be so nice and refreshing waking up to him

- He just wants to stay wrapped up with you forever :( Pls hug this baby extra tight

✧ Beomgyu

- he wakes up feeling so refreshed, when he sees you asleep on his chest, he feels so so happy.

- If you want to get out of bed, you’ll have to practically drag him because he is just so comfy in his own spot

- “Cmon, let’s just stay a little longer, please?”

- He gets so clingy and cute with that same goofy smile all over his face, except to be kissed all over by him

- now every night after that, he literally texts you every night that you aren’t with him wishing that you were, I bet he even has a special pillow with your perfume on it just so he is reminded of you when he falls asleep

♡ Taehyun

- Takes him a second to realize that he’s actually in the same bed as you, but when he does he starts blushing so hard

- I feel like he’d be the type to wake you up with a 5 star breakfast in bed with your favorite breakfast foods

- it would be so nice but he just has to go all out for his bae 🙈💘

- “How did you sleep? Was it easy falling asleep last night?” He’s so cute omg

- Will literally try to find his way in your skin, that’s how close he wants to be with you when he cuddles you

⚘ Huening Kai

- Baby just woke up to the best sleep of his life

- he literally went to bed smiling, now he woke up smiling

- has to wake you up with kisses, just because why not??? Like you are his literal favorite person ever and deserve a good way to wake up

- ugh has to cuddle you the whole morning because he loves you so freaking much

- Honestly the whole time he just looks at you with complete love in his eyes, after your night together, i think it would be really hard for him to go to sleep without you :(

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a/n : Thank you sm for your request lovely!! I’m so sorry that i have been inactive :( but i’m glad i’m back! Requests are open so make sure to request again if you’d like!! (also you can find on me on tiktok @macxdc where i post there too!) Love you guys

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[antiromanticloverboy]

txt reaction to you asking to suck them off for the first time.

txt x gn reader

[note: i'm only writing smut for the choi line in txt. i don't feel comfy writing smut for huening kai and taehyun.]

☾ Choi Yeonjun

He pauses with his lips against the skin of your neck, unsure if he heard what he thinks he heard. He pulls back to look at you and asks you to say it again. 

“I want to suck your cock,” you say, looking into his eyes, voice raw with desire. He kisses your nose, your lips, your cheek. 

His warm breath tickles your ear as he says, “Whatever you want, it’s yours.” 

You get on your knees and undo his jeans, looking up at him with adoration. It’s taking all of his will power to remain calm. His breath gets caught in his throat when he feels your tongue taste him for the first time. 

He lifts a hand to your face, his thumb caressing your jaw. He closes his eyes when you take him into your mouth. His heart is beating so hard, he thinks it’ll kill him, and goddamn, what a way to go. 

☾ Choi Soobin

Soobin licks your release from his lips as he makes his way back up your body. He grins to himself at the blissed out smile on your face. This is everything he wants. You panting beneath him, happy and content because he made you feel so damn good. He kisses your neck softly, and you ask him if you can suck him off. 

His eyes widen and his cheeks dimple with his smile. 

“You sure you want to?” He asks, just to be sure. “You don’t have to.” 

You nod, brushing his hair out if his face. 

“Please, Bin?” Electricity travels the length of his spine. “Please let me suck your cock. Want it so bad.” 

He would never deny you when you ask so sweetly. He sits back on his calves and pulls you up with him. He gives you a languorous kiss, trying to impress upon your body that there is no pressure and you can stop at anytime. 

You push him onto his back and pull his joggers down just enough. When your lips touch the tip of his dick, he shivers with pleasure. You’re absolutely perfect to him. 

☾ Choi Beomgyu 

Beomgyu wakes up with you in his arms, your back pressed to his chest, and he can’t imagine anything better than this. He hugs you tighter and you wish him good morning. 

“Mm, didn’t realize you’re awake.” He kisses the back of your neck. 

“Mhm,” you agree. You feel his morning wood against your ass and and chuckle. 

“What’s funny?” He asks. 

You reach behind you and take him in hand, “You’re hard.” 

“Think that’s funny?” He says, nipping your ear and rolling onto his back, pulling you with him. “Gonna help me out with it?” 

You know he’s joking, but you answer honestly, glancing at him over your shoulder, “Mhm, wanna suck you off.” 

He quirks an eyebrow, “Seriously?” 

You roll over and straddle him, sticking your hand down his pants, “Please, Gyu?”

He's quiet for a moment and you kiss his chest and stomach before looking up at him again. 

“You can do whatever you want with me,” he grins, brushing your hair back. 

You kiss his hip and pull his shorts down. 

When your tongue touches his cock, he moans. 

“God, you’re the best,” he chuckles breathlessly. 

And he fucking means it. 

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[sanjoongie]

Blood Moon: Echoes of Saturn~ Chapter 1!

Zephyr's Chapter for the Blood Moon series: ☾Teaser | ☾Masterlist | ☾Blood Moon: The Forsaken (Rayne's)

☾Synopsis: Times are rough with one of your good friends missing, but times are even rougher when you wake up to your roommate being fed on by a vampire. ☾Pairing: Wooyoung x San x Named! Reader(f) Zephyr ☾Genre: smut, angst, horror ☾Au: Vampire au, supernatural au ☾Trope: s2l, roommates to lovers, f2l, poly ☾Rating: 18+ MDNI ☾Warnings: ⚠️blood, biting, violence, death⚠️ ☾Word Count: 3,328 ☾Kinks: aphrodisiac, dry humping, penetration without barrier, voyeurism, blood play, hint of mxm ☾Dedication: @mejuii & @downtoamagicalland for their ability to beta at a moments notice. love you guys

credits for banner by @cafekitsune

Wooyoung followed Yeosang into the night, his hood pulled up, prepared to blend into the shadows. Yeosang turned towards Wooyoung and the latter felt a pull and said, “Care to cause mayhem with me this night? It is, after all, the Hunter’s moon and the perfect remedy to cause chaos.”

“I think I’ll join you.” Wooyoung watched on as Yeosang pulled his hood up, catching a glimpse of a smirk before it was hidden by the dark material. 

☾☾☾

San woke up to the ringing of his phone. A quick glance at the time made him sigh. He just wanted the blessed release of sleep. His stomach dropped to see Yunho's name on the caller ID.

"Yunho, what's wrong?" San answered the phone bluntly.

Yunho informed him that their friend Seonghwa was missing. San's breathing sped up as he also dropped the tidbit that with all the blood on the scene--and no body--they suspected foul play.

San breathed in sharply. This was just another drop in the pond that was his shitty life. But Zephyr didn't need her sleep broken up, nor this information dropped on her. San decided to tell her in the morning.

"I'll tell Zephyr, don't worry," San replied. He paused for a moment, worrying for his other friend as well. "Take care of yourself, Yun, and the others, 'Kay?"

"About that…" Yunho sighed heavily, "I haven't heard anything from Rayne either. Seonghwa was supposed to meet her after work. I assured Zephyr it was all good but now I'm even more worried."

San cursed heavily under his breath. He knew something was wrong. Why would Zeph keep this from him? What was going on with his life right now? San hung up with Yunho, promising to talk to Zephyr about it all. 

He meandered to his balcony, opening up the door and letting the cool fall air hit him. His anger burned a rage inside of him. His family was giving him shit recently about not being as successful in his life like his sister. Work was sucking his life from him. One of his friends was missing. And the one safety net, his roommate and true love, was hiding things from him. His anger raged but tears sprung from his tear ducts.

“Fuck it,” San said as he dashed away his tears that wouldn’t stop, “I just wish the world would burn right now.”

☾☾☾

Wooyoung was in the middle of a feeding, the only noise in the dirty alleyway was the weak whimpers of his food and the wet noise of his tongue and teeth playing with the wound at his victim’s neck. That was until he heard the most intriguing phrase a human had ever uttered in his presence. He hadn't expected that to be the reaction of hearing about his friend missing. This was going to be fun.

The master vampire dropped his prey immediately and scanned above him. There was a man on a balcony, leaned forward with his head in his hands. Wooyoung leaped up without difficulty, pulling himself up and over the balcony railing. “I can arrange that.”

The man’s eyes couldn't have bulged out of his head any more than they were. “What? How? Who?” he almost couldn't decide what answer for which question he truly wanted.

Wooyoung leaned back against the railing, as if it was every day that he vaulted a few floors into the air to talk to someone. “You wanna burn the world down? I could give you that power.”

The man opened his mouth to ask the right question but when Wooyoung rubbed his elongated canine with his pinky, the man clued in. “...vampire?”

“Ding ding ding,” Wooyoung sang comedically. “Wanna be one?”

“I…” The man frowned heavily and then his head swung back towards his room.

“Oh, you got someone in your bed right now? I could use another bite before I change you, honestly, that last one’s blood was a bit bitter.” Wooyoung craned his neck to peer into the man’s bedroom but the bed was empty. “No one’s here, hmmm, that’s not what Hongjoong found out.”

“Can you really change me into a vampire?” The man brought Wooyoung’s attention back to him.

Wooyoung tapped his finger against his lip, drawing attention to the mole that was there. “I could. Do I want to? Do you want to?”

“I could…” The man licked his lips, “I could leave this world behind?”

Wooyoung snickered. “It’s kind of exclusive. No telling Mom you changed careers.”

“First, we should introduce ourselves before I put you on this journey,” Wooyoung instructed.

“San.”

“Wooyoung.”

They stood there, eyeing each other up before Wooyoung took a step towards San. “It’s going to hurt. I will have to bite you many times. It’s not pretty. And there’s no stopping once we begin.”

San swallowed but his body language was strong. “Do it.”

Wooyoung moved faster than the human eye and grabbed San’s wrist. “First I like to start far from the heart, so that it’s not that quick.” And then like a snake, Wooyoung struck. His canine’s dug deep into the veins at San’s wrist. San gasped loudly in pain and moved into his room. 

Wooyoung walked after him. “Sure you don’t have anyone you want to say goodbye to?”

“Zephyr,” San murmured your name.

Wooyoung snapped his fingers. “That’s the one.” 

San’s mouth pursed in anger. “She…she’s sleeping. Besides, I don’t think she’ll miss me.”

“Shame,” Wooyoung murmured. He came up in front of San and cupped the back of his neck. “Ready?”

San nodded tightly and then Wooyoung bit into San’s neck. San groaned this time, feeling something pass through his veins. He felt weak and powerful at the same time. San felt his mind swirly with his recent thoughts. His family. His job. His…

“Zephyr,” San whispered your name again.

Wooyoung rolled his eyes. “Oh, go to her already, you idiot.”

San, in his delirium, opened his door and pushed into yours. You were sound asleep by now but your sheets were twisted around your body like you had struggled to sleep. San wanted desperately to crawl into your bed and curl his body around you. He wanted to support you but also cry on your shoulder. But he felt like you were pulling further and further away from him. 

San struggled but moved to the foot of your bed. He stared at you, wondering and wishing and hoping you would wake up and look at him one more time before he became… not of this world. 

“Time’s up, Lover boy,” Wooyoung whispered behind San.

☾☾☾

Your eyes struggled to open but you were certain you had heard something that had pulled you from your slumber. There were small noises of pain and gurgling but what could that possibly be? Your eyes opened finally, sleep making them blurry that you didn’t react immediately to two dark shapes in front of your bed. Once they focused, you gasped, sitting up in your bed.

“San?!”

There was a man behind him, grinning maniacally over his shoulder. There was blood dripping down his chin and blood smeared on the other side of San’s neck. You watched, in almost slow motion, as the stranger’s elongated canines flashed from the bright red moon outside and then plunged into San’s neck. You cried out, throwing your hand like you wanted to halt the pain. But you could do nothing.

The stranger raised his wrist to San’s mouth, licking his lips as if San’s blood was the tastiest, and watched with sharp eyes as his blood dripped into San’s mouth. He then pushed San onto your bed purposely.

You watched in horror as San collapsed on the foot of your bed bonelessly. Then, San’s eyes snapped open. He stared straight at you as his spine curved backwards, crying out in pain. Then he curled into himself, as small as he could get. 

“He-help him!” You demanded.

The stranger, who let out a loud ‘whew!’ moved over to the chair you had in the corner of your bedroom. He was licking the blood on his hands with a long swipe of his tongue before collapsing onto the chair as if he had just had a long day at work. “Been a while since I’ve done that. Forgot how exhilarating it is.”

You reached for your phone but the man on the chair halted you. “That’s not a good idea. You don’t want more people hurt on this night, do you?”

Your phone remained in your lap but you locked it again. “Why are you doing this?”

“Oh,” Wooyoung smirked knowingly, “He asked for it, I’ll have you know. He wanted to be turned. Course, you knew something was up the minute you got those weird texts, didn’t you? Didn’t bother to tell poor San though, did you? He was awfully hurt by you pushing him away, you know.”

You clutched your phone hard, edges digging into your fingers. “What do you know about those?” 

Wooyoung shrugged. “Kinda weird, don't you think that one of your friends is sending you weird messages. And then your other friend goes missing. What’s his name? Seong--”

“Hwa?” You cried out. “What’s happening? Seonghwa is missing? What’s happened to Rayne?” You tried to type on your phone. Your messages to Yunho the last thing you had opened. You couldn't look down, desperately trying to type something to warn Yunho that there was a vampire in your room and that Seonghwa and Rayne were--

San groaned and began to loosen his balled state. “San?” You called out.

“Zeph,” San panted your name, clawing his way up your legs. “You…you smell…”

“San!” You squealed, “What’s going on?”

“If he doesn’t feed from you, he’ll die, you know,” The unknown figure who collapsed on your chair spoke again.

“S-san?” You stuttered.

San groaned, his head finally tucked into the crook of your neck, mouthing at the sensitive flesh there. “I--I want to bite you.”

“But!” You were alarmed. “I don’t want to be a vampire.”

In a flash, the strange man is now sitting on your bed. “Oh, don’t worry about that. San can’t turn you. Only I can.”

San whimpered, the tips of his teeth scraping against your throat. “Zeph.”

“It’ll feel good, you know,” The strange man said while picking blood out from under his nails. “If San bites you. You’ll reach heights never known to most humans.” He laughed quietly to himself, “Well, most only feel it before they die.”

“Wooyoung!” San murmured against your collarbone now, “Help.”

Wooyoung, the man with the blood dripping down his naked chest, one leg crossed over his knee, rolled his eyes dramatically and sighed. “Fine. If you agree to provide San with blood, I’ll explain everything to you.” Wooyoung dragged a sharp, pointed pointer finger along your main artery on your neck. “Just give me the word and we’ll begin.”

You swallowed roughly. Wooyoung said San would die. Wooyoung said he would tell you everything. You had no idea what was going on. Was Rayne okay? Was Seonghwa okay? Deep in your gut, you wanted the truth but you were afraid of the answers. Still, you found yourself nodding.

You gasped in pain as Wooyoung scratched you deep enough to bleed. San moaned and licked the trail of blood Wooyoung had created. Once the blood hit San’s tongue, he growled deep in his chest, the noise vibrating through your body and then he bit where Wooyoung had scratched. You cried out in more pain, having never felt a bite like that. San hummed as he drank, arms tightening around you like he needed more. 

You whined and felt your body shiver. You felt hot and bothered all at the same time but San’s cool body felt amazing against your skin. You wanted San to sink into you, both teeth and tongue and cock and--you shook your head. No, San was your roommate, that wasn’t supposed to--you gasped again, this time as your pussy throbbed with need. San’s large body was suddenly slotted between your legs and a simple adjustment had your hips bucking upwards for more.

Wooyoung chuckled deeply. “See, I told you it would feel good.”

“More,” San moaned for a moment before licking the blood around the two puncture wounds and then greedily slurping for more of your blood.

“San!” You didn’t know what you were asking for, but you needed him.

Where your friend had been weak before, San suddenly grew in power with the blood you provided. His tongue came out to swipe at some blood at the corner of his lips. San looked towards Wooyoung for more guidance. 

Wooyoung smirked. “Your venom has entered her blood stream. She wants more of you, San. Think you can provide?”

San’s eyes swung back towards yours. Your eyes widened as you realized the wounds Wooyoung had inflicted on him were almost healed now. “Zephyr,” the way he says your name has your nipples tightening and your air caught in the back of your throat.

“Sannie, please!” You whine pathetically. “Fuck me while you take more of my blood. I think I’ll burn up and die without you.”

San smiled, his lips pulling upwards to one side. This changed-San wasn’t your cuddly roommate any longer. San wasted no time tearing off your bedtime clothes and his bloody ones. He held himself above you, lower half pressed into your own. You whimpered as he grinded himself against your thigh, your pussy only crying out for more. Once he sank deep into you, the curve of his cock pressing against the spongy part inside of you, you gasped his name. You felt like your blood was rushing through your body, making every part of you sensitive with need. 

San dipped his head to drink from you again, moaning as your sweet blood hit his tongue once again. His tongue pushed at Wooyoung’s scratch as well, lapping as your blood spilled anew. His hips began to recede and push against yours and you found your arms reaching under San’s arms. Your fingertips dug into his muscled back and San groaned for you. 

San’s hips almost lazily worked against yours, his cock twitching inside of your silky heat as he glided in and out. “More,” You moaned, “More!”

Wooyoung clucked his tongue against the roof of his mouth. “Such a perfect little treat for you, isn’t she, San?”

“I--” San’s eyes appeared unfocused and glossy. “I can’t tell where I end and she begins.”

“San, Sannie,” You beseeched your best friend. His eyes whirled but settled on the blood that was seeping as a pearl at your neck. “I want you. But I want your blood more.”

You cried out and thrusted your hips upwards in order to get what your body was screaming for. Slowly, but surely, San thrusted into you again and again and you arched your back. Your legs wrapped around his tiny waist, unwilling to let go until you found your release. San wrapped his arms around your upper body even tighter, practically restricting your airflow. The two of you were like two snakes mating, undilating around each other; you were searching for a climax and San was looking for more blood. 

“San, San, I’m gonna--unffff--I’m gonna--fuuucckkk--please--please!” You choke on your own words, nails dragging down San’s back, as your climax ripped through your nerves. The rush of dopamine through your blood soothed the venom in you and you settled back into your bed, pleased and weak.

So weak, as San continued to drink from you, you felt your arms fall to the bed. Was there a ringing in your ear or was that your climax slowly fading away? “Sa-saaa…” Your voice was timid and the edges of your vision became sparkly and shadowy at the same time.

A large, breathy sigh could be heard and suddenly Wooyoung’s handsome face could be seen above San’s shoulder in your vision. Wooyoung wretched San’s head back from the crook of your neck. “You’re going to kill her, Sannie” He mock-cooed at your best friend.

San’s eye sharpened slightly. “So good,” he sighed contently.

Wooyoung’s eyes narrowed down on you, a tiny smile pulling at a corner of his mouth. “Yes, she does smell tempting, I’ll give you that. But if you don’t want Zephyr to die, you need to stop drinking from her.”

“He-elp?” You begged.

“Oh, you two are useless,” Wooyoung grumbled. 

“I can save her, San,” Wooyoung intoned, “You’ve drunk too deeply from her. I can give her some of my blood to save her but that will make her a part of our world now.”

San whimpered and shook his head. “No, that… I don’t…”

Wooyoung shrugged. “It’s that or she dies.”

“Zephyr, I’m sorry,” San apologized, a tear falling down one of his high cheekbones. He nodded swiftly and then looked away.

Wooyoung carefully nicked a vein in his wrist and then dribbled the blood to your lips. Instinctively, your tongue licked the wetness on your lips and you watched as the shadows across your vision slowly sunk back. Your weakness pushed back a tiny bit and you whimpered. Wooyoung pushed his wrist to your mouth and his blood splashed on your tongue. You winced at the copper-sweet taste and he laughed under his breath. “Just a little bit more and you’ll be okay.” After a few swallows, he pulled his wrist back and you saw how it healed immediately.

With San laying on one side, breathing evening out, still awake but looking as if he just finished the best, most satisfying meal of his life, you looked back at Wooyoung. Wooyoung sat on your other side, one leg tucked under him. Wooyoung was humming under his breath as he licked a finger and swiped it along the dried blood. It was almost as if he was cleaning you up. He pushed some hair behind your ear. “You’ll make such a perfect human servant for him, you know,” He murmured.  

“You--” You stumbled with your words, mouth and throat dry. “You said--”

Wooyoung’s lips flattened into a line, pushing the balls of his cheeks upwards. “I’ll explain everything, but you and San almost died. So you should sleep.” Wooyoung got up and closed your balcony doors and pulled the black out curtains firmly in place. “We should all rest while the sun comes up again.”

“Why…?” Still, you searched for something to grasp before you fell into a healing sleep.

“Sweet, precious human,” Wooyoung smirked and that was the last thing you heard and saw before you finally closed your eyes.

☾☾☾

Wooyoung watched as your eyelashes flickered across your cheekbone and your lips parted in a sigh. You were truly a delectable treat, just like San was. He was going to enjoy pushing and pulling you two together. The three of you, now Master, Newly-Turned and Servant, were bound together for eternity now. 

Wooyoung found your phone amongst your sheets and unlocked it by putting it in front of your face. His eyes quickly scanned the creepy messages Yeosang had sent you through Rayne’s phone. He found the messages you had exchanged with Yunho and Seonghwa. He clucked his tongue when he found the misspelled texts you had tried to send Yunho to warn him what was going on. Then Yunho’s desperate texts to understand.

Wooyoung typed out a text, certain this would be the final nail in the coffin to enticing your friends further into this whirlpool of a plot to have fun on the hunter’s full moon. ‘Don’t go looking for answers to questions you don’t truly want the answers to.’

“I can’t have all the fun,” Wooyoung muttered to himself, “Hopefully Hongjoong and Jongho don’t go easy on them.”

Wooyoung put your phone down and snuggled up on the other side of you. He could hear your blood pumping through your heart and closed his eyes. He forgot how comforting it was to fall asleep like that.

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[urtheloml]

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✮ hello! i'm KB you can call me kai ♡ ✮ i'm 19 !! this is where i write my silly little fics, thank you for reading <3 don't be afraid to send me messages/asks, or comments !!! i love interacting with every one of you !! mwah xx (also do view my tumblr on desktop!! i think the theme is super cute) ✮ find my masterlist and other links below :) ✮ love you always

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masterlist

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ wonder how we got this far (i don't really need to wonder at all) bakugou x reader, w/c 9k, you’re excited about the prom, bakugou is not�� disagreement ensues

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ my love (boundless, cosmic, never-ending) bakugou x reader, w/c 2.1k, watching Everything Everywhere All At Once makes you think of the theory of a multiverse. your boyfriend isn’t too pleased.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ cosmically in love with you oikawa x reader, w/c 9.4k, the first time you meet him, he scowls. and then he cries right in front of you, and subconsciously, you keep wishing to see him again. oikawa tooru keeps you captivated and the more you get to know him, the faster you fall.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ bind your love (to me) senku x gen, w/c 700, senku thinks gen is stupid. then again, he’s quite the idiot in love when it comes to gen anyway.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ heartbreak boy atsumu x reader, w/c 8k, miya atsumu— your personal heartbreak boy. being in love with your best friend is tiring but maybe a school concert will help.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ misfit bakugou x reader, w/c 2.3k, it’s been three months since bakugou katsuki kissed you in that dark classroom. consequently, he panics over what to do for the anniversary.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ little white lie bakugou x reader, w/c 4.8k, somehow, you find yourself locked in your classroom with bakugou katsuki— shenanigans ensue.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ 3:27 bakugou x reader, wc 7.8k, it’s late and everything is going wrong and you wish he were here. and then suddenly he is.

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[misiwrites]

mayblade oneshot #4

prompts: bit-beast; sword; colourful; monochrome; fruit; ocean; fireworks characters: rei & max pairing: rei/max word count: ~1,960 summary: Rei thinks he's made a mistake.

just brainrotting fluff for the last week of @may-blade. the setting is pretty similar to the last chapter of my fic "15 fragments of summer" but i wrote that 6+ years ago so i let myself have this, also who cares

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R.

I want to apologise for the other day but I don’t know how.

I try my best to act like nothing is wrong around the others. Show up to meet on time, joke about being surprised how Takao is on time as well. Tell Hiromi that her goldfish pattern kimono suits her. Take the comfortable position of lingering just slightly behind everyone else with Kai, match my steps with his so I don’t need to match with yours.

You’re wearing that same hairpin again. Shaped like a tortoise with a black shell, just like Genbu.

I avert my gaze as soon as I notice it. I wasn’t looking at your face, no, the pin just caught my eye. I wasn’t looking...

I’m not ready yet. Your astonished stare, eyes deep and wide like the ocean floor, is still burning fresh on my cheeks. I wish I had drowned in them, disappeared so I wouldn’t need to face you anymore.

M.

You’ve been learning kendo from Takao. Watching you two spar in the warmth of the late afternoon sun is so much fun.

I could watch you for hours. And maybe, if I keep watching for long enough, you’ll eventually stop pretending I don’t exist.

Or trying to pretend. I can see you steal a glance when you think I’m not watching.

I don’t think you’ve ever realised how I’m always watching you; if you did, you wouldn’t have run away from me in panic like that.

It’s hard to believe you’ve never held a sword before. You look like you were born to do martial arts, so graceful in your movements. The simultaneous catlike stealth and explosive, ferocious strength. You’ll easily outsmart Takao in his own game with a bit of practice.

If only talking about your feelings came even half as naturally to you as this, I wouldn’t now be sitting here in the sand wondering how to approach you without poking your glass ego so hard that it fractures even further.

R.

You are an explosion of colour.

It’s just like you to have a bright green and orange nagagi and shine the brightest next to everyone else’s darker, earthier, masculine tones. That hairpin is the same – there couldn’t possibly be another guy who could wear such accessories and not look ridiculous while at it.

So warm and vivid and bright, you are the colour of a rainbow and exhilarating like a kind summer rain; you are the colour of a rice field basking in the sun, and the colour of the sun as it climbs high on the sky to share its warmth with the land.

There are so many hues of you, all of them unique. Am I worth even half of your colours? They are so blindingly brilliant.

I dig my hands in the yellow sand and await the setting sun’s judgment.

M.

The black-and-white symbol on your back is mesmerising. You’ve said before that you paint the taijitu in all your clothes yourself. Finding it anywhere on you is a game, a puzzle.

That day was the only time I recall you not wearing one anywhere on you, now that I think of it. Instead you were in full monochrome with the suit on, black jacket and black tie on white shirt. So handsome, too. Just seeing you all dressed up made Mr. Daitenji’s dress code for the party worth it.

But who wouldn’t be surprised to be kissed all of a sudden like that? One moment you’re fixing my tie, the next you’re on my lips. Then gone without giving me time to respond. You still won’t.

That’s not how it works.

I find comfort in the droplet of white against the pool of black and vice versa. When I fixate on the back of your haori, then close my eyes, the image remains burned against my eyelids. Where there’s darkness, there’s always a speck of light to be found; and where light seems to dominate, there’s always a speck of darkness mixed in. The two extremes will always levitate towards each other.

So let me add a speck of light in the dark.

R.

I wasn’t aware of the Japanese custom of suikawari, slashing a watermelon open for sharing on the beach. I suspect this is the actual reason Takao bought the wooden swords along; he’s the one who’s mastered slicing things, however, so we let him take care of the smashing part.

I don’t feel like eating. My throat feels sewn shut, my tongue dry like the desert. My eyes wandering, looking for an oasis.

No, I’m not looking at your mouth biting into the fruit.

Not thinking about the sensation of your lips against mine.

Soft, a colour of gentle red. Dew and a hint of something sweet lingering on the tongue.

Fine, I admit it; my head and legs alike feel faint and I can’t keep my eyes and thoughts off you. There’s something about you that makes me lose control, and I don’t know whether I love it or hate it.

I don’t want to cast a shadow over everyone else having a good time; I begin idly walking along the shoreline. I look down at the mellow wave hitting the tip of my toes and notice something wash ashore along with it.

M.

The beach at sundown is different. It’s calm, a little mysterious. A little romantic.

The others are packing up, ready to move over to the cliff. They want to reserve a nice spot for the rest of the evening, make sure that the culmination of the festival day is the best it can be.

You remain by the waterline. Crouched, as if looking for something in the sand. You stand up again and I watch you. Your back to the rest of us, still looking, the ocean wind caught in your hair that whisks behind you like a pennant, the breeze only accentuating the length of your dark locks. A mantle of purplish black. You take a right turn, and for a fleeting second, the setting sun sets your golden eyes ablaze before you hide your profile from sight again.

Do you have even the slightest idea of how beautiful you are? The question passes my mind often.

What is it that you see?

I set my course opposite from the others. The mellow ocean washes over my bare feet, then retreats again as I walk along the warm sand to you.

You don’t notice. So immersed in whatever little task of yours, you startle at the sound of my voice and turn around with horror in your gorgeous, unsuspecting eyes.

*

 “What are you doing?” Max asks and looms over Rei who is crouching in the wet sand.

Rei, visibly startled, jolts up and takes a step back. Face gone pale, he looks at Max once and immediately turns away again.

“I,” he stutters, “I was... looking for seashells.”

Indeed, Max now notices, he’s holding one in his right hand already. A large spiral conch.

“Oh! Let me see.” Delighted, Max reaches out for the conch; Rei doesn’t resist, almost throws it at Max in silent resignation.

Max rotates the shell in his hands, marvelling at the spirals of various golden and toasted browns running across the rugged calcium surface. It’s a beautiful thing, one of nature’s many masterpieces.

“Did you know,” Max then says and brings the shell to his ear, “that you can supposedly hear the ocean inside one of these? Though, I think it’s just air moving around in all those coils – but does it actually matter? If it sounds like the ocean in your ear, that’s enough for me.”

The steady heave of the real ocean at their feet fills the silent space between the two.  Max hands the shell back; Rei reaches for it with a short delay.

Max doesn’t let go of the shell. Instead, he holds on tight and brings his other palm over Rei’s hand on the opposite side of the conch, effectively clamping Rei’s hand between them.

A shudder runs up Rei’s arm. He turns to look at Max, confused and alarmed, and meets the intent stare of two ocean blue eyes.

They pull him down into their depths immediately. He can’t resist.

Max opens his mouth to speak – but his words dissolve into the sudden, deafening whizz and boom of the first firework somewhere on the opposing shore. The highlight of the festival day they came to the beach to celebrate.

I don’t like you avoiding me.

Rei stares back, eyes instinctively drawn into Max’s lips once again and reading the words off them.

I’m sorry, Rei mouths a response. The response he was supposed to give already two days ago. He’s sorry for forcing himself on Max; sorry for being so childish about it and avoiding taking responsibility; sorry for avoiding bringing it up, isolating himself instead, the same way he always does when ashamed. A lengthy series of bursts of colour and light, red and gold in the distance allows Rei to slip into a daze of self-hatred and pity and feel the full magnitude of Max’s stare on him, he wishes the waves were tall enough to grab him and wash him away.

It’s only broken by Max giving his forehead a finger flick. Not hard enough to hurt, but hard enough to snap him back into the moment.

Why?

Rei blinks.

“Why” – as in, why is Rei avoiding him?

Or why – did he kiss him?

Or, maybe, why – is he sorry for it?

Do you regret it?

Max has taken a step closer. The waves hit their feet in tandem with a dream-like rhythm. Rei’s breath catches in his throat, suddenly it’s awfully difficult to let any air flow into his lungs.

Yes, he’s spent the last two days regretting. He’s been doing nothing but.

“No,” the answer slips out as both of Max’s hands cup his face. Close enough for Rei to count the constellations of freckles on Max’s cheekbones, and close enough for Max to hear Rei’s voice despite the booming fireworks fanning out in full bloom overhead. “But I was scared.”

Rei is surprised to hear himself admit it out loud. He’s been too scared to face Max’s reaction for the impromptu kiss that came completely unplanned; Rei was just so enamoured by the little hairpin that bore the likeness of Genbu and the softness of his flaxen hair, then by his face, his eyes like the ocean and the specks of sunlight sprinkled across his fair skin. Their subtle height difference, just enough for their lips to brush against each other’s at the casual dip of Rei’s head.

The cuteness overwhelmed him. Indeed, Max is almost unbearably cute, and the way it sends Rei’s heart galloping at breakneck speed is terrifying and unlike anything he’s felt before, it makes his head spin.

But it’s hard to remain terrified when Max grants him a smile that leaves even the flourishing displays of colour on the sky in the shade. A hand pushes long strands of hair framing Rei’s face behind one of his subtly pointed ears, and Rei feels as if his legs were about to give in to the waves crashing against them any second now.

Then Max takes a half-step back. He reaches for his green kimono sleeve.

“You said you liked my pin, so this is for you.”

In his hand, a similar accessory in the shape of a white tiger. Soon it’s adorning the side of Rei’s head, holding the tuft of dark hair tucked behind his ear in place.

Laughing heartily at Rei’s dumbfounded expression, Max leans in on tiptoes to kiss him under the fireworks.

#my writing #fic post #mayblade 2022 #i guess now i need to name these all for posting on AO3.....

[astralflower-writes]

"like you promised me..." (part two)

☾ pairing: tanaka ryuunosuke x female! reader

☾ genre: angst

☾ warnings: none

☾ read part one here

☾ check out the haikyuu!! masterlist here

you and ryuu also headed out for dinner as his thanks for helping him.

you catched up about what's happening in both of your lives, it's not like you did not see each other for a long time but yeah.

"so, y/n, how about you? when are you going to meet someone?" he said as he munched on his food. you almost choked from his question.

"or maybe you already met someone..." he said with a smug look on his face.

"wh-what?! i don't have anyone in my life right now...i mean not right now." you said stumbling on your words.

ryuu started laughing, "i've never seen you this flustered y/n!"

he composed himself after a good few seconds of laughing at your reactions. "okay, so you did meet someone."

"i did not! i mean, i–i did but he d–doesn't know." you said looking down at your food.

"well, who's this lucky person? should i be your wingman?"

"do i know this person?" he asked trying to pry off answers from you. "not exactly. but i think he doesn't have to know now. or ever." you answered looking at your phone because you're so close of admitting that, all this time, he's the one that you love. and you know that the said confession will not end well, especially doing it at this time.

"okay?"

"i'm letting go of this topic for now y/n..."

the both of you finished your meals and headed home.

after a few weeks since your ring shopping with ryuu, he told you that kiyoko said yes and they're already starting to plan the wedding.

you're happy for them of course. but mean as it sounds, you were dreading for their big day to come.

as much as you hate to admit it. they're perfect for each other. you knew they were soulmates. bound to happen.

but you can't deny your fleeting feelings and you're starting to feel guilty about it.

planning the wedding, ryuu wanted you to be involved as much as you can. but you said you can't help that much and he can just text you for opinions.

now, the day of the wedding came. the both of them wearing their best outfits and you've never seen a couple that's so in love with each other.

you cried of course. a part may be because of the bliss your feeling for the both of them. another part of the one you love, who's meant for another person is getting married.

the day went by and it's time for the reception. socializing and such. but those special in their relationships had to deliver a speech to the newly weds. and you are one of them.

you stood up, and walked towards their side, holding the mic.

"well, as you all know, i've known ryuu since we were little kids. he's my bestfriend. and i honestly never thought this day would come." you said with the crowd laughing.

"you've been in love with her since you're eyes met each other. i knew that since i know those look in your eyes ryuu. i remembered, when we were second years, you even asked me for advice so you can talk to kiyoko-san properly. so you can get to know her better. and i told you you should just keep doing what you're doing. ryuu being ryuu...."

"now that you've married your love of your life. your universe, as what you told me a few times... like you promised me... take her to the moon 'kay? say you'll love her every time. may it be ups or downs. love each other."

"to mr and mrs tanaka ryuunosuke, i only wish the both of you happiness. congratulations." you ended your speech with a smile, and unknowingly tears escaped from your eyes.

ryuu's also crying, he stood up with kiyoko and hugged you and whispered "thank you y/n. so much. thank you."

you went back to your seat and after a few more speeches. it was time to celebrate and mingle.

deciding that drinking might not be a good idea tonight, you went outside the venue for fresh air. looking at the plain view, someone stood beside you.

"what a day huh." noya said, overlooking the field of grass in front the both of you.

#haikyuu imagines #haikyuu scenarios #hq imagines #hq scenarios #haikyuu angst #hq angst #tanaka ryunosuke x reader #tanaka x reader #tanaka angst #astralflower-writes

[brewedawakeniing]

03: Do you regret anything? (all muses)

                     70 𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨. 

                                               ( meme ) 

( ☾✰ ⊹)  ─── avani. 

“I think if anyone says they don’t regret a thing, they’re lying. We’ve all done things and later looked back on them and thought, oh I shouldn’t have done that,” Avani spoke truthfully, before contemplating over the question. “But if you’re asking for my biggest regret is spending so much of my childhood working at the Inn. This isn’t to say I don’t love the place, I do and I love my family, but I feel I missed out on a lot of life, and building relationships with my peers, because I was always busy with making sure my family was happy with me. It would’ve been nice to find a balance, something I’m trying to do more of now.” 

( ⚞ ● ⚟ )  ─── carlos.

“I’m sure you would love to know the answer to that, use it against me?” Carlos countered, narrowing his gaze at the other. “I regret a couple things, sure, most recently, I regret not inviting you to the ring and teaching you a thing or two about respect and boundaries.” 

the thing i regret most is disappointing my family and being shut out from them, though i still talk to some members, it’s not the same. i miss them.

❪ (㇏(•̀ᵥᵥ•́)ノ) ❫  ───  kai. 

“I did, once, but after living for centuries, I’ve learned it’s best not to dwell on regrets or things others may look at as immoral and assume I regret. It’s simply not worth my time or energy to regret a thing.” 

“However, I do sometimes regret not taking credit for some of the great works, such as Edgar Allan Poe’s. Not to say I didn’t enjoy his company, but with him being dead, what good does it do him having credit?”

❪ 🐺 ☾*✲⋆ ❫  ─── nessie.

“Quite a few, if I’m being honest. But I think my biggest is not doing more that night my father and I were attacked, maybe he’d still be alive and I wouldn’t have become the spitting of image of distress for my mother.” Nessie admitted, not having expected themselves to be so honest, but they had nursed a couple glasses of whiskey before being asked. “I do also regret the way we left things, and I wish I still had a relationship with her, but I guess that’s not solely on me. After all, there was only so much a nine year old could do against a species they hadn’t even known existed.” 

#carlos thinks he's tougher than he is #answered: avani #answered: carlos #answered: kai #answered: nessie

[munsonsreputation]

popping in to say I’m still very much alive and yes I will be streaming 1989 tv 😜🩵🪽

#taylor swift #1989 taylor's version #kay's wishful thinking ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾

[munsonsreputation]

if yall are lucky, i might just finish my enemies to lover fic that has some steamy streamy smut in it... also -- get yall a rose toy guys, it's life changing

#steve harrington smut #im so funny #i actually hate writing smut bcs i feel so awkward and i dont know if im writing it good #oh well #kay's wishful thinking ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾

[munsonsreputation]

she’s actually so sick for this… I fear this album is gonna be in my top 3 from her and I cannot wait— my prediction is the pop-iness from midnights with lyricisms of folklore + evermore 🖋️🎶

#taylor swift #the tortured poets department #kay's wishful thinking ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾

[munsonsreputation]

taking a break from working on the newest chapter of Glitch and finally updating my tumblr theme!!! gonna respond to some sweet comments and update the heck out of my masterlist right after!!!! <3

#kay's wishful thinking ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾

[munsonsreputation]

lollllll surprise steve smut inspired by the cigar pics from Italy will be posted in just a bit

#kay's wishful thinking ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾

[munsonsreputation]

Heard you wanted something for your February bash. I want #5 with Steve please. I just read dress and immediately need more Taylor and Steve content

hi love!!! you know me and @translatemunson has had this conversation before about which taylor swift songs fit Steve Harrington…there’s a bunch needless to say, but I’ve decided to just do fluff songs for this one since it is valentines day!!! 💌💫

basing it off albums, I totally feel like steve is screaming lover + midnights and a little bit of 1989 -- i've also linked the steve harrington x taylor swift fics i've written...but there will be more to come so soon!!!

: ̗̀➛ fearless 

: ̗̀➛ hey stephen

: ̗̀➛ untouchable 

: ̗̀➛ speak now 

: ̗̀➛ enchanted 

: ̗̀➛ starlight 

: ̗̀➛ message in a bottle

: ̗̀➛ wildest dreams 

: ̗̀➛ you are in love 

: ̗̀➛ gorgeous 

: ̗̀➛ dress 

: ̗̀➛ lover 

: ̗̀➛ false god

: ̗̀➛ daylight 

: ̗̀➛ seven

: ̗̀➛ goldrush

: ̗̀➛ long story short

: ̗̀➛ labyrinth

: ̗̀➛ karma 

: ̗̀➛ sweet nothing 

: ̗̀➛ mastermind 

: ̗̀➛ glitch

#munsonsreputation #munsonsrep(ly) #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington songs #steve harrington x you #steve harrington x taylor swift #taylor swift x stranger things #here's a toast to my real friends ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ❀ #kay's wishful thinking ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ #kay's answered requests 💌

[munsonsreputation]

YOU GUYS IM FANGIRLING!!! @lilacletter JUST LIKED ONE OF MY FICS?!?!?!?!

Autumn if you're reading this...you have no idea how obsessed I am with your writing 😭😭😭 I HAVE BINGED ALL YOUR FICS ON MY SECOND ACCOUNT AND I GO BACK TO THEM CONSTANTLY <3333 AHHHHH OMGGGGGGG TYSM 🥺💘💘💘💘

#kay's wishful thinking ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ #im freakingout #fangirling over amazing writers

[munsonsreputation]

hi my lovies.... head is flowing with so many ideas for my wips and obvi my near and dear, super beloved glitch baby -- so excited for y'all to read what i have planned.

in the meantime, my asks are open so feel free to send me any steve + eddie thoughts (fluff, smut, angst, literally anything)... can't make any promises on blurbs, but i will feed your delulus and give my thoughts!!

love you guys and happy monday 💐💘

#kay's wishful thinking ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ #let me hear these delusions yall #this is a safe space <3