#this is .... FILFTH

[murdrdocs]

you should totally like write something abt ethan and reader being gf together and just being literally crazy and in love and just being all up on each other after they do anything gf related !!

mmmmm feeding off of each other's energy !!! this is ,,, concerning tw for blood kinks and ethan's a masochist but GN! reader (anatomy wise) yay !!

before, when ethan met you, and you were just two teenagers interested in each other, he thought he was wrong for you. he thought the things he was interested in would be too much for you, and you would run in the other direction, probably near a police station, in your little baby doll dresses and mary jane shoes, the bows in your hair blowing in the wind.

he didn't expect for you to don the mantle and mask with him.

his admiration for you doubles each time you go at it together, switching who calls and who stabs. and each time, no matter who would come back with a new bruise as a trophy and bloodlust thumping through their veins, the night's would always end the same; wrapped up in each other, fucking out the adrenaline that the killing introduced into your system.

there was some variety in the equation.

some nights, you would lay there and take what ethan gave you. he'd fuck you in an almost animalistic way, with little regard for how you felt in the moment, instead focused on how you would feel, look, sound, whenever he forcibly brought you to an orgasm. over, and over, and over again. some nights, he would draw blood, just little nicks that would heal into small, barely noticeable scars. he'd kiss it better, of course, sometimes he would suck at the wound, lick around it, then kiss you with the taste of your blood imprinted into his lips and remnants smudged on the backside of his teeth. always, you would make sure you licked his mouth clean, taking your life force back into your body.

other nights, you would force ethan onto his back, straddling his hips and fucking yourself on him with only your own pleasure in mind. which, works out for ethan in the long run since he always got off to you getting off. your nails would scratch at his chest and shoulders, and you'd tug on his hair when you forced him between your legs. he would nibble onto the parts that were most sensitive for you, trying to get a reaction out of you, one that he hoped would come in the form of your palm colliding with the soft skin on his cheek. his big doe eyes would stare up at you, ready to receive whatever he would be lucky to get. nights like these, that cocky ghostface persona leaks from his being and he turns almost completely submissive, coming to a little to jam his hips up into you in a way he hoped was desirable. he lived for having your small hand wrapped around his throat, and there's times where he couldn't finish without it. which, is something he's becoming more fond of, especially whenever your delicate hand wraps around the base of his cock, squeezing, sometimes aided with a pretty ring that vibrates against his scrotum, deliberately depriving him of a well-earned orgasm.

these types of nights are so addicting and it's a shame that they only exist whenever a life is lost. but in your loved-filled eyes, it's a small price to pay.

#this is .... FILFTH #i like it tho #finally speaking my truth #ethansworld! #ethan landry x reader #ethan landry x you #ethan landry smut #ethan landry #celeste writes scream

[captjprice]

John Price x Medic!Reader

a/n: this fic sucks honestly. i had to rewrite it THREE times. its so rushed im sorry. next smut WILL be better.

warnings: smut, p in v sex, fingering, quickie, on the desk, poor desk, exhibitionism??, light dom/sub, Price is so sweet,

When Price saw you for the first time, he could barely get the words out of his mouth to greet you. He was in total awe of you, your pretty face and your cute figure. How had such a sweetheart been assigned to treat him? He couldn't help but smile as you spoke sweetly to him. "Please, sit down, Captain."

Price knew the way you acted and spoke wasn't meant to elicit such a reaction from him— You were simply a bubbly personality. Yet, something nagged him with the thought that you knew exactly what you were doing. He tried to push those thoughts, (and many others), aside. Especially in moments like when you tended to the wound on his bare chest, and he could see your cheeks flushing from the close proximity. It made him grin, and shift his position to hide the hard-on growing in his pants.

He knew he had to do something about it, because the mutual attraction between the both of you made every room hot and humid. And he couldn't just keep satisfying himself with a quick palming under the desk.

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You sat in the treatment facility, chatting around with Tara, one of the other medics on base. It wasn't often you had time to chat, but the business had died down. Just when the topic of the Captain came up, he walked through the door. He usually did so daily around the same time, claiming he had 'orders' to check up on you, but you knew better.

You also knew that the way he looked at you wasn't just friendly. Couldn't have been. Tara watched with a sneaky smile, then headed off to treat one of the soldiers, Antonio, in the next room. Tara obviously knew about the two of you, you could cut the tension with a knife.

Price walks in, obviously trying to look casual as he stepped closer to you. You bat your lashes at him, and he quirks up a brow in amusement. "What's with you, love? Lookin' at me like that?" He muses, brushing a piece of stray hair behind you ear. "What? Like what?" You tease, tilting your head. "Little devil," He mutters under his breath before clearing his throat. "Listen, sweetheart. Gotta talk to you. In my office, it's important."

The way he says it makes you worry, like you've done something wrong. "Oh, everything okay?" You ask, furrowing your brows together. He nods, just making a motion for you to follow him, and you do just that. "Everything's alright, just wanted to have a talk, yeah?" He says, and you answer with a hum. He lets you into his office with a mutter of 'lady's first,' then sits down at his desk with a groan.

"Alright, love. I know there's no beating around the bush about it, so i'll say it. You're.. distracting." His words cause your eyes to widen, and you clear your throat. "What?" You blurt. "I don't know if you even realize it, but you drive me up the wall sometimes, touching me and talking all sweet." He mutters, light frustration lacing his tone. Your cheeks turn red, and you just stare at him. You were flirting with him, obviously. But you didn't think he'd get so.. bothered by it.

"I mean it. And i'd like to take you out sometime, if you'll have me." He finished, standing up and walking over to you. "Hm?" He hummed. You snapped out of your daze, nodding along. "Oh, yeah. Yes. I'd love that." You mumbled, mind totally elsewhere as his hand cupped your chin. "You're such a pretty lass," He mused, leaning closer. His gaze flickered to the door, making sure it was fully closed. You practically melted into his grip, whispering a shy "Thank you," back to him.

He finally decided to make a move if you wouldn't, leaning closer and pressing his lips to yours. The kiss was sloppy and needy, like he didn't care about taking his time. He pulls back for a moment to catch his breath, staring at you lovingly. "You do want this? Right?" He whispered, making sure he wasn't acting out on a whim here. You nod, cheeks flush. He also nods, his lips pecking yours chastely before moving down your jaw, all the way to your collarbone.

His hands fiddled with the top of the nurse uniform, unbuttoning it and sliding it off as quickly as he could. He needed you, and he was making it real obvious. You whine as he kisses down your cleavage, sucking a dark mark right between your breasts. The noise makes him grin, and he pulls back to hoist you up, placing you on the desk. His lips are back on your skin, his hands absently fiddling to unclip your bra. When he's finally able to toss it to the side, he groans. You were so beautiful, and he was going to absolutely ruin you. "You're perfect, love. Absolutely perfect, and all for me." He says quietly, his mouth running over your breast and toying with your nipple.

A whimper leaves your mouth, and your thighs press together as a shameful reminder of your arousal. "Someone will hear," You manage to say as John continues to grope you. "So?" He says lowly, pushing you further back on the desk, not even turning his gaze when one of the photographs fall to the floor. His hands pull down your skirt and panties at the same time, leaving them hanging at your ankles. His hands trail over your bare thighs, making it's way to your dripping cunt. "Mmh," You whimper as he pushes your legs open, letting his fingers tease across your inner thighs. 'You're sure, right?" He asks again, and you nod. "Please," You mumble, and he obliges, letting his fingers slide across your folds. He whispers out a curse as he feels just how wet you are, and his thumb flicks across your clit. You squirm, your legs jolting a little from the sudden touch. Without warning, he pushes two fingers inside of you.

You let out a shameful moan, and you hope to god nobody is outside of his office right now. "John," You whisper absentmindedly, squirming as he begins to pump his fingers into you. "Fuuuck, you're tight. Can't wait to have you clench around me like that." He whispers, his free hand squeezing your breast. You don't reply— You're too lost in the feeling of his fingers inside of you, holding onto the desk like your life depends on it. The pressure and arousal builds, and you throw your head back, trying to grab onto Price's wrist so maybe he'll slow down, but he just slaps your hand away.

"Mmh, close, I.." You whine, and he just shushes you. "I know, love. You're doing so well, aren't you?" He whispers, only speeding up. The pitch of your moans get higher, and his hand comes up to caress your cheek. He can tell you're about to come undone— His hand places itself over your mouth to muffle the loud noise when you do. Your legs tremble, and he continues to pump his fingers through your orgasm. He removes his hand when you've quieted down, placing a little kiss to your forehead. "You did so good, sweetheart. That was only to get you ready." He mumbles, unbuckling his belt.

Despite how quick it all was, he was so caring. "You okay, love? Think we can continue?" He asked sweetly, caressing your knee. After a moment of heavy panting, you nod. He unzips his pants, stepping closer and pulling himself out of his pants. Fuck, he was huge. He took his cock in his hand, pumping himself a few times. "Oh, am I gonna enjoy this.." He mused, letting his tip slide along your folds. You whimpered, sick of the teasing. "John, please.." You whispers. He grins lazily, placing his tip at your entrance. Slowly, Price pushes himself inside of you, careful to not hurt you. "You're doing so good, lovely." He cooed, his thumb rubbing circles onto your hips.

He stopped when almost fully in, giving you a moment to adjust. "You just let me know when you're alright, hm?" He hums, staring down at you. You nod after a minute, and he slowly starts moving. You've never felt so full, you're sure of it. Your eyes flutter closed as you take in the sensation, and his thumb continues to rub circles onto your hips. "You feel even better than I expected, love." He groans, speeding up a little. You know you should be quiet— It's his office and if you get caught you'll both have a big problem. But he's so big, and you can't help but let a few moans spill from your mouth. "F-.. Oh, fuck, John, faster..-" You whine out, your hand finding his shirt and trying to pull him closer.

"Mmh, you'll have to be quiet." He grunts, speeding up to a pace that's almost animalistic— The hand that was rubbing your hips are gripping now, his fingers digging into your plush skin as he thrusts into you. Your noises only get louder along with the sound of skin slapping on skin. "Fuck," He moans, reaching forward to place his hand over your mouth again when you get too loud for his liking. You're close, you can feel that same pleasure building in your lower abdomen. When Price leans forward to bite into your shoulder to stifle his own sounds, you come undone, your legs wrapping around his waist as you practically see stars.

It doesn't take him long to come after that, lazily thrusting into you a few more times before he bottoms out in you, coming inside. Your legs twitch, and you let out a soft whine. "John.." He pulls out, panting heavily. "Fuck, you're amazing. Heavensent, love." He whispers to you, leaning forward to give you a chaste kiss. "You alright?" Price asks, noticing you just hazily looking at him. You nod, and he grins. "Mmh, how about you head to my quarters and step into the shower, yeah? I'll join you in a moment." He says sweetly, and you nod again, pulling up your panties and skirt on wobbly knees.

#john price #captain price #cod mw2 #cod x reader #cod mwii #cod smut #price x reader #john price smut #filfth #i hate this #call of duty #call of duty x reader #call of duty smut

[captialluke]

Low-to-Mid effort ultrakill shitposts.

if gabe could text you via whatsapp the game would've been 0,3% better, imagine walking into the 6-1 hall and bro pulls up google maps.

#I like to think if machines in ultrakill had phones they;d have those sturdy industrial smartphones that are like bricks #Also the filfth mispelling 'fucking' was accidental & i tried like 3 times to spell it right but I thought it fit well enough to keep in #Ultrakill meme #ultrakill shitpost #gabv1el #v1 ultrakill #gabriel ultrakill #luke's fanart :) #luke's art :) #luke.txt #ssshitpost

[khihi]

jere's phone is absolutely blowing up with all the boyfriends who are horny texting him right now

#käärijä #tommy is sending dick pix while jesse is texting him filfth and benjamin is trying to call him but he's in a queue behind jukka and bojan... #the princess is gonna get so much attention today 😌

[togrowoldinv]

Hey Taylor hey please unwrite castles crumbling I can’t handle it

#read to filfth #“You don’t wanna know me I would just let you down” #speak now taylor’s version #castles crumbling #taylor swift

[jjangredpanda]

Why is it that now, if you don't buy a cd basically when it's released, then you're never ever going to get a chance to buy it again unless you do digitally? All I want is Sundowning and This Place Will Become Your Tomb, which I have digitally, but want physical copies of... but I've missed the window of opportunity it seems....

#sleep token #i learned this recently trying to fill the holes in my Cradle of Filfth discography #Why don't people want cds anymore?

[ronanceisintheair]

All DC had to do to defeat the evil mcu was give margot robbie's Harley a Poison Ivy tbh.

#im harlivy filth atm #harley quinn #poison ivy #harlivy #margot robbie #and margot robbie filfth

[aryomengrande]

spent an ungodly amount of hours drawing bricks lol

#fromaryg: rara #and normally i would report this to my bsf to poke fun at my inability to draw simple details but she would roast me to filfth #she would be like 50 shades of bricks #50 shades of walls #50 shades of fabrics #AYAW R ✋🏻😔🤚🏻 #HAHAHAHDHAKAKAK #i js canNOT stand the imbalance between the effort i put on the main subjects and the background #if my hands could cry they would be wrinkled as fuck rn lmao #i took this so seriously that my mind went quiet LMAOO

[boxwinebaddie]

so how does kenny feel abt kyle in rm?? like did kenny go to southpark? were they friends? is kenny cool with jersey and raven with their hate???? SO MANYY QUESTIONS!!! ily u and ur writing omg

ooooh! these are...very interesting questions, darling. and your perception is marvelous. but in risk of spoiling my entire fanfic, which i would gladly do even though i'm not supposed to ( just say the word ), i will strategically answer as much of this question as i can. xx

so kyle, unabashedly, is an abrasive, abhorrent argumentative a-hole.

he is unfriendly and unpleasant and unnerving, harsh and hard, cold and cruel, fierce and freezing. tldr; evil stalks where kyle walks.

or so it would seem.

because...we know that behind the harsh glare of kyle's glasses, his eyes are soft, green and inquisitive and so lovely. he's nice. on the DL. he's our ornery but secretly nice law student slenderman asshole.

and i would say this is agreed upon by all the RM side characters.

...except one.

kenny mccormick does NOT like kyle broflovski. AT ALL.

which, makes sense, of course. again, kyle broflovski is a wicked son of a bitch. he's a self-righteous bastard, an accused licker of law boots and, as such, is the mor(t)al enemy of kenny-style chaotics.

but kenny not liking kyle goes way deeper than their ideologies clashing or them personally thinking kyle is a bootlicking dickhead.

kenny...doesn't trust kyle.

in general, around their inner circle ( cd ), but specifically,

around ravenstan.

now, in a poor attempt to answer your second question, kenny did not live in south park...per say, dear nonnie. their family's trailer moved around pretty much bi-weekly their entire childhood, so nowhere was really home to kenny...except...you guessed it...

ravenstan. ;)

so for context, i would say that the events preceding rm/raven povs can be split into about three sections which i will define by location:

part one is south park before the fire,

part two is in another location after the fire,

and part three is in los angeles where the punkrock avengers assemble, and four broke hooligans with butterfly tramp stamp tattoos become OG Crimson Dawn

*** ( there's kind of two LA parts. LA SIDE A: where they are poor, working shitty jobs and playing music on the side, and LA SIDE B: where they are shot into stardom and grappling with all that glitters.

both are very fun and stressful, in different ways. xx )

kenny comes into play around part two in the undisclosed location. they become essentially what kyle was to stan during part one and kenny is ravenstan's best friend, number two, right hand person, and is fiercely loyal/blindly and unconditionally devoted to him.

ken is also usually a rough and tumble, balls2thewall, caution to the wind spitfire, but their reckless, uncommitted barbed wire heart grew up in steed with stan's sweet, tender, wildflower boy heart and so kenny spent the bulk of their teen years onwards chasin after stan w/ tissues, knocking people out for making him cry, defending him etc.

so kenny is SUPER overprotective of raven. with everyone

....but especially with Boys.

tbh there is a lot i can't talk about, but as we have gathered, sultry, seductive superstar sensation raven of crimson dawn is really just sweet stan who...has been through a lot. every1 say we love u, raven.

and that alone warrants an undercurrent of overprotection but i'd be lying if i said it was all purely...

platonic.

because i will say...kenny does have a little...secret passionate ~something~...for ravenstan. been slowburnin since after the fire. i would say kenny, our king of deception, is very good at being aloof about it, but if you look close enough you can see it...lots of dawn spawn theories and edits about it. lots of painful longing eye contact.

....raven has...no fkin idea tho. smh.

beautiful oblivious king. rip ken.

but to answer your last question: kenny was very...Very Unchill with the raven and jersey hate-date and did NOT think it was a good idea.

kenny was, for lack of a better word, severely pissed the Fuck off by the news. and ( okay, i did delete rm6, i'll explain later ) if you can remember their phone call, kenny was giving ravenstan a lot of shit, being very overprotective, acting like a huge, raging asshole on the phone...and it was because they were worried about raven getting hurt ( amongst other complex things ) but also bc...they were Hurt.

i will say, kenny did still cover him. loyal legend and icon. but they did also...do...a lot of shots, several lines of coke and a couple of people in the coat closet to cope. one of them had an eyebrow piercing.

-uncle nina, releaser of the secret, steamy stenny romantic second lead subplot and curator of chaos and drama in the rmverse

#whew #i have been wanting to talk abt this for so long #i feel like this seems like i said a lot but there is actually so much more i didnt say bc i was trying to have self control smh #BUT WHEW KENNY IS SO COMPLICATED I LOVE THEM #also yes unfortunately they did catch the staven cooties he is really cute i dont blame them i too would accidentally fall in love #its a secret but its not theres a lot of intensity kenny gets very fucked up to ignore it its very messy oof #but dw im not gonna tolkien u guys w/ kenny tho i promise its just important backstory and it hurts my feelings lmao #but yeah they have...History #AND KENNY DOES NOOOOT like kyle #not at all kenny is Anti-Jersey i am actually surprised kenny didnt pull up and try to fight but the night is young! <3 #date night hate fight same difference right darlings ;) #also i will talk about it but i didnt like rm6 im gonna rewrite it so its not up there it was bothering me a lot #i am sorry for the surprise it just was eating at me :((( #BUT I HOPE WE LIKE THIS NEW INFORMATION IM SORRY FOR BABBLING BUT ITS ALL STUFF I WOULD HAVE TOLD YOU REGARDLESS I SWEAR #also be nice to kenny theyre...sigh...going thru it ily skeleken #ALSO ILY TOO THANK U SO MUCH FOR READIN MY FILFTH

[hbojoel]

juji having their own specific tag for me is making me need to weep

#love you tumblr for bringing me friends out of my absolute filfth. #e talks

[kidfoundonstreets]

dad is over again and i keep comparing him to fictional characters subconcisosuly this sucks

#JUST EBCUASE HES A MNAIAPUALTOR LIAR AND YOU NEVER KNOW WHAT HES SYAING IS TRUE OR JUST TO BE ON YOUR #GOOD ISDE AND HES ABSOLTUE FILFTH DOENST MEAN HES ANIME BOY !!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[webslinger-holland]

Summary for Play Pretend Part 2

As the pair begin dating, Jason Carver finds out about their scheme of a maintaining a ‘fake relationship’ only when he’s around. Now, it’s up to them to convince him that they actually are dating and there is one for sure way to accomplish that.

#absolute filfth #heavy smut #+18 #smut #wink wink #hint hint #coming soon

[thetardycreative]

Grandma brings the class act

Gulping rats in a den of filth that is the childhood of a barn owl Beating rats in a den of iniquity that’s the childhood that shouldn’t be allowed Baying stray dogs in the darkened streets Better than seeing your brother running from the bobby on his beats As your mother sways home at nights from her clubbing and her fights Whilst your father meek and mild takes care of her child, and…

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#butterfly #childhood #class #crime #drunk #filfth #health #memories #poetry #rats #smoke

[porgthespacepenguin]

uploading the Smut (tm) when suddenly, i realize:

there should really be a tag for "all the sex" on ao3... 🫣

#qcard #still can't believe i wrote 10k of pure filfth #just to procrastinate on ns's epilogue

[kxkyuu]

mhm mhm 🥺

only keisuke can see you like this, tongue hanging out of your mouth as you babble n groan with each thrust.

but but!! now you’re wrapped around his finger, only wanting to cum by him. calling him at odd hours of the night bc you need his voice buzzing in your ear as you jump your favorite toy. “that’s right pretty girl, bounce on it like it’s mine. such a nasty lil princess.” palms at his cock while he watches you cry on it, carrying on about how you want “keisuke, only want keisuke’s cock in me.” you look so pretty this way 🥺

now baji has to drive over to your place and really show you who you belong to <3

Ma'am!

No but cause he will and won't even say he's driving over. He'd still be giving you instructions on how to fuck yourself on your toy. "That's my nasty baby girl, keep fucking yourself just like that." He'd also he taming screenshots of when you pull the camera in closer to your clenching hole tightening around it. "Wish it was my dick you was choking with that pretty pussy."

You're so drunk on the pleasure his voice was drowning you in, you failed to hear your front door opening( you gave him key to your apartment), until he's snatching the toy out of you and replacing it with his fingers. "My poor baby can't cum without her Keisuke helping her." He'd coo as he thrusts his fingers in deep as his other hand is already stroking the legnth of his cock. "Let me fill you up with as much dick as you want, princess."

#kirei.answers♪ #my. wifey♪ #you've.got.mail♪ #waaah #when i get home im writing filfth about fratboy!baji #and its all your fault for making me h word for him!

[otomes-and-tears]

it’s so rare to see a wannabe challenge writer! if you’re still taking requests can i request fluff for biho? this might be a little too specific but maybe one where reader (i usually read fem but idm if you keep it gn!) is like simping for 707 and starts gushing to biho about him?

♦ Biho's reaction to fem!reader obsessing over 707♦

► tags/warnings: -

► words: 811

► A/N: This was such a fun request! I loved the prompt!!

► Masterlist

“You’ve been on your phone a lot, lately.”  

You almost jump when you hear Biho’s soft, sleepy voice behind you. He looks at your device with curiosity, not judgment. Never judgement.

It’s much too early for Biho to be awake. Being a young night goblin, Biho is rarely up in the morning hours.

To be fair, you’re rarely up this early either. But since you had started playing Mystic Messenger again, you had taken it upon yourself to get a perfect run, with no missed chats and calls. That meant that you had set several alarms throughout the day to warn you of new chatrooms opening and that you woke up at 8:00 sharp out of dedication for your 2D crush.

Since you were already up anyway, you decided to read through the chat while eating breakfast. 

“Are you editing photos for your Wannabe?” 

He asks, taking off his round glasses to rub at his eyes, trying his best to look more awake.

“No.” You say, a little embarrassed. There were a few photos for a sponsored post you’ve been meaning to edit, but you put it off after your last fanfiction binge. “I… Actually need to get started on that.”

“Oh.”

Biho looks a little surprised at your admission. He’s used to you being dedicated to your account and being careful about managing your sponsored posts. Maybe modelling wasn’t what you originally wanted to do with your life, but you always made sure to give it your all anyway.

It was strange for you to put off something that important. He looks more alert, now, looking at you with clear worry in his soft features.

The sight fills you with guilt. You know the constant alarms sounding off and you being on your phone (and being so protective of it) is incredibly suspicious. It hasn’t been that long since you were being attacked by another model’s fans, after all, and your seemingly endless string of bad luck could only signal something bad happening and you not wanting to burden your housemates with your latest troubles.

“It isn’t anything bad! I promise.” You are quick to reassure, and his expression softens. “I’m just… Addicted to a romance game. I’ve been looking forward to the updates and I lost track of time.” You quietly, and just a little awkwardly try to explain the game mechanics to him. It takes him a bit of time to fully grasp the idea of a chatroom-themed visual novel, but it piques his interest the second you explain it as an interactive romance novel.

Your explanation turns to gushing as soon as he asks about the cast. You make sure to go to the app’s gallery to show each character as you explain their personality and role in the story.

“...And right now I’m trying to get 707’s good ending. He’s by far my favourite character!” You click on his section of the gallery. Your phone takes you to a loading screen, so you decide to continue gushing as the progress bar on the screen slowly fills up.  “He’s so well-designed! Really, he’s my ideal type. And I adore his personality. On other routes, he acts like this jokester who doesn’t really take things seriously, but if you pursue him romantically you find out he’s much more than that. He just uses humour as a front to avoid getting too close to other people and— Oh, the screen loaded!”  

You quickly loaded one of the images and showed it to Biho. His face darkens into a blush as he processes what he’s seeing on the screen.

Because the character you just showed him, and that you happily described as your ideal type looks almost identical to him. 

He looks from you to the phone screen a few times, before you get worried and look back at your phone, trying to figure out why he’s reacting so strangely.

Then it’s like you see it too. Of course, one of the things that made you want to revisit the game in the first place was Biho reminding you of Seven, but you didn’t consider that as you gushed about how attractive you think Seven was, being too focused on your attachment to the character and distracted by your rambling.

Your eyes widen, and you try to figure out how to backtrack without making things weirder. 

Then, Biho smiles. 

A cute, happy, sleepy smile. He just looks so satisfied, so pleased. Like your little blunder meant the world to him.

You decide to put your embarrassment aside for a moment. There were worse things in the world than admitting you found your housemate to be attractive, and if made him so happy, there was no way you’d lie to take that joy away. 

Instead, you look at this situation as an opportunity.

“Biho, how do you feel about cosplay?”

#biho is more than happy to cosplay as 707 #they post the photos on wannabe and the 707 fangirls go rabid #they have to stop biho from reading the comments for a few days to spare his innocent eyes from the filfth #wannabe challenge headcanon #wannabe challenge #wannabe challenge biho #biho wc #kang biho #bee's writing