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kakujis · 6 months

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happy birthday, keisuke!

synopsis: you celebrate keisuke's day with toman.

warnings: gn!reader, swearing, this is fluffy and gross, yn can't bake for shit (me), not proofread, and that should be it!

ft: baji keisuke x reader, 1.2k

network: @enchantedforest-network

a/n: HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE LOML!!!!!!! i set aside my hw and all to get this finished hehe. it's still the 2nd in my area, but ik it's the 3rd elsewhere! i tried to keep it short and simple this time!! i won't get sappy or anything but i truly love baji so much!! happy birthday, kei, hope its a good one. ♡

with the amount of staring you’ve been doing, you must as well be losing your vision, the words on the screen blurred and hazy. you’ve scrolled through the ingredient and instruction list an obscene amount of times, and yet… things seem to always turn out like this.

“i’ve got no fucking clue what i’m doing!” you huff, but the silver haired man besides you simply laughs in reply. “mitsuya, why does my cake look like one of y’all rolled it over with your motorbikes?”

“to be honest,” he starts, snickering as he inspects it, “i have no idea. i mean, you followed the recipe and all didn’t you?”

you nod, sadly staring at another failed attempt. he decides to take a piece and taste it, throwing it into his mouth, chewing with an unreadable expression.

“it’s not like it’s inedible, it’s miles better than your first attempt. it’s just a little dry and crumbly…” mitsuya says, brow furrowing, “alright, honestly, it’s pretty bad.”

you sigh loudly, picking it up and throwing it into the trash, “i told you we should’ve gotten him a cake from the store!” all your attempts have been moot. instead of a fluffy and moist cake, it’s always flat and dry even with mitsuya’s help.

kazutora pops his head into the kitchen at that moment, “i can run really fast if you want me to.”

you shake your head, “...no. don’t… do that.” you point to your forehead, signaling him of the decorations stuck on his.

he shrugs, pulling off a stray streamer, and walking in before he’s jumping up to sit on the counter.“how are we gonna have a birthday party with no cake?”

you frown, whining, “man, i don’t know. mitsuya, what do we do?”

he glances over at the clock, mouth pressed in a line, before he answers. “you could always stick a candle into his soba noodles, we've got tons of those.”

“we are doomed.” you state, sighing as you slump against the counter. “sorry kei…”

even though you know, deep down, that keisuke baji could give less than two shits about a cake, you really wanted to surprise him. you did the same for him on white day, all those years back in highschool when you finally confessed. he accepted it, shitty chocolate and all, as you hid your burnt bandaged fingers behind your back. he never mentioned it, but you assume he knew, when instead of kissing your lips, he dragged your hands out from behind you and kissed your them while your heart almost sprang out of your chest.

“who’s doomed?” you hear a loud yet comforting voice coming from the hallway. you look up to see draken, smiling ear to ear as he holds a cake box.

“draken!” the three of you giddily call in unison and he smiles wider.

mikey isn’t far behind him, peeking out to say, “there’s no way you guys thought we were gonna eat a cake they made right? it’s literally y/n, we would’ve died. i think baji almost did when he ate your confession chocolate.”

“i’m going to ignore that for now.♡︎” you chime, keeping the strained smile on your face.

“you guys are so mean to my protégé.” mitsuya chides, giving you a pat on the back. “anyway, we’re running out of time before he gets home, let’s finish this up.”

you all nod and run off to your places, with you cleaning up the kitchen, and yourself, as best you can before you head out to the living room. the decorations are strung up nicely, courtesy of emma and hina, although takemichi, chifuyu, and pah definitely tried their best. you’re a little nervous, heart fluttering, as the lights dim and everyone crouches in place.

you wait a few moments, eyes adjusting to the now darkened room as you catch a wave from chifuyu right before the front door slams open. equally as loud as the slam shut, baji talks to his mom on the phone.

“yeah ma, i just got home. thanks for hangin’ with me today. huh? oh yeah, i’ve got plans with the guys tonight…” he mutters, phone pressed up against one shoulder as he kicks his shoes off. “unfortunately, its just the guys, said they couldn’t get off work early enough..” he trails off, a solemn expression on his face and you bite back the urge to laugh.

“alright, love you ma, talk to you later.” he says as he hangs up, placing his book bag onto the floor. as he hits the lights, you all pop up out of place.

“happy birthday, baji!” you cheer out in unison. it’s an explosion of streamers, confetti, and colors with some of you using party poppers and some of you using the blowers.

he jumps while breaking out in a shit-eating grin, his pearly canine teeth in full view. his eyes scan the room til they fall onto you, the excitement sparked behind them clear as he immediately makes his way over to you.

“no fuckin’ way,” he laughs, throwing his arms around you, before peppering kisses on your cheeks. “should’ve known you were a liar.”

you hug him back, but pull off slightly, when you suddenly feel the heavy eyes of everyone around you. “o-okay keisuke, that’s enough.”

he presses a final kiss to your forehead before turns and glares, “huh? you guys got a problem with this?”

mikey glares back, “yeah. i do.”

baji releases you, walking over to “square up” with mikey. the two of them bickering about the importance of everyone showing up, but also, a significant other is important too, and besides, “i was about to greet everyone, it’s not my fault you can’t find a date.”

“here we go,” draken sighs, before sliding onto the couch. “emma, can you get me something to drink?”

you shrug, settling in next to kazutora who’s excitedly bringing out the games for the night. the rest of the party goes well, the laughter bouncing off the walls of your shared apartment. it’s a nice little life you’ve got with baji so far. while he studies his ass off in school, your work is good enough to support the both of you. it’s cozy, it’s everything you’ve wanted.

as the night winds down and everyone clears out, you find yourself cleaning up. you tell keisuke not to worry about it, “it’s your night, i’ll finish up here.” but he tsks you away, shoving littered plastic forks and plates into a bag anyway. he finds you in the kitchen later on, washing a few trays that were used to set the food out.

he snakes his arms around your waist, breath tickling your ear as he asks, “so where’s my cake?”

“huh?” you giggle, turning off the sink. “what are you talking about? we ate it all earlier?”

“no, not that one.” he grins, his pretty hair falling over your shoulder. “the one mikey told me you made.”

you freeze, that little shit. “uh… honestly, we threw them away. even with mitsu’s help, i couldn’t make you anythin’ good.”

“well, that’s no good.” he hums for a bit, before spinning you around, a devious smile on his face.

“kei?” you ask, but you’re interrupted by his lips on yours.

“guess i gotta settle for somethin’ even sweeter.” he murmurs, before his hands are cupping your cheeks as he kisses you again and again.

“you’re so fucking cheesy.” you giggle in between kisses, hands naturally coming around his waist. “happy birthday, keisuke.♡︎”

#tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers fluff #baji keisuke x reader #baji keisuke fluff #baji keisuke x yn #baji keisuke x you #tokyo revengers x you #tokyo revengers x yn #pibby writing

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ask2pame · 1 month

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regarding your rant on frances design: TELL ME ABOUT IT. tbh i think all the designs peaked with beautiful world, and everything after that was just...discount budget versions of whoever theyre supposed to be. the beautiful world designs are GORGEOUS on their own, but compared to world stars? theres no contest. some designs i do like, like england looks nice, if not a little too polished, and portugal is really cute, but everyone else just got twinkified and butchered. and i love a twink! i do! but they look like they could be swapped out with my little pony designs and it wouldnt make a difference. france to me will always be a blonde with a ponytail, a little unkempt, with chest hair and stubble and flamboyantly manly with a touch of tragedy. thats france to me. not whatever waif they cooked up in the more recent series

// ok ok i can't tell if u mean like ''oOOOh tell me about it' as a phrase or u actually are inviting me to tell you about it but i'm going to take it as permission to ramble <3 but im putting it under the cut so i dont spam

okok so UR SO RIGHT i think the new designs are so OFF... like it kinda lost the plot. the characters are all weirdly polished?

ok im just gonna run down the characters i have a lot of thoughts about CUZ my god

ENGLAND!!! its gotta be beautiful world

cuz the early seasons england gets his crankiness on point but this design fits just how cranky and posh(?) he is, like he dresses like an old man and wears outdated 'punk' fashion, he drinks tea like an old lady.. it fits hes cute and expressive.

this england isLOSING hair where did his EYEBROWS GO!!!! thats HIS WHOLE FUCKING CHARACTER but also i really dislike the change from him going from a dirty blond to a bleach blond... doesnt work...

i want my man to look like he has a nicotine addiction, rugged and smug as shit. i think they leaned too hard on the 'tsundere' trope for him cuz hes not puffy cheeks with pouty lips hes an old man with a laundry list of war crimes

ROMANO

ok. this one is a little hard cuz romano is good in ever season but he has these little minor changes that drive me CRAZY but my favorite will always be the earlier seasons

this ver of romano was a NASTY bitch he just showed up to be an asshole and i love it so much , i love his hair being dark brown with brown eyes ok , at the minimum his design fit his voice...

for beautiful world i think hes cute but i really don't ? like his eyes being green? like i dont know it just never felt right to me:( i like him having brown eyes

and later his design leans into the prev but when u look at him u don't see that one guy who REALLY doesn't wanna be here hes . too soft?

and the newer romano does have the bad attitude but now he's suffering from the 'progressively becoming a ginger' syndrome that a lot of hws characters have now

RUSSIA

my pick for him is all over the place bc i think his new design is SO FUCKING CUTE like i wanna bite him and crocodile death roll him but i think he is SUFFERING from cuteness.... hes so . soft?

earlier seasons of russia showed up just to say some morbid shit and be brutal as fuck but he could also lean into being cute, thats his whole gimmick, cute but scary. his current design is cute with no threat.

i think beautiful world had that balance between cute and scary, he was cute and say mean shit like before and was ready to throw down any time america showed up, thats his whole deal. and you know at the bare minimum he's supposed to be fucking BIG and world stars makes him look like a fucking twink

SPAIN

beautiful world was WORKING to make spain look good, he was ugly . he was boring. and then he walked in with a new tan and a warm hair color and the cutest smile (tho its hard to find pics of spain in these seasons cuz hes younger in a lot of them) and then it's just

what the hell happened here. i feel like im going insane but did his skin tone get ashy? like it looks more grey. and i know saying spain is 'tan' is generous but what the fuck happened. why did all his colors dull, why is his hair so . boring. where did the body mass go, where did the attitude go... world stars spain is very 'head empty' and not in a good way ....

CHINA

one of the most overlooked characters but i love him

i think my favorite ver of him is still his original cuz i preferred him with dark brown hair and dark brown eyes and he's side part... it was so cute... and they swapped it for a middle part .... </3

like he was so cute ;; plus i preferred him as this kinda irritable older know it all character, like he was groaning and huffing and did NOT want to be there. but then he kind of got? infantalized(?) i think they wanted him to be cute but idk if china is considered one of the ancient nations by its own rules, then can we tone down the :333 factor on him a bit

like just comparing but this might be me raise hands at hima for this characterization. what did you do to my boy

like do u see it. am i crazy

these bitches

these 4 just suffer from success in their OG and the beautiful world just made them way better (except i miss italy's darker hair </3) and then they just got handed bad animation in world stars

ok thats all i have time for rn BUT YEAH

#THANK YOU FOR TALKING TO ME ABOUT IT #I LOVE WHEN I GET TO RAMBLE ABOUT THEM CUZ I HAVE LIKE 2 HETALIA FRIENDS THAT I CAN TALK TO.... </3 #mun talks #ohh tumblr fucked up my formatting ....L

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chronic-boogara · 2 years

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Hi, me again :)

How about slashers waking up to an s/o throwing them a birthday party, feel free to do whoever u want <3

i don’t think i ever thought about that one i like that idea a lot. i wont lie to you i read the prompt wrong as the slasher throwing reader a party so i had to go back and rewrite it. thanks for your patience

one of the first requests i finished on my hiatus woooo😩 only like 20 more to go

michael myers

•he’s never really had a real birthday party, with him being in the hospital and all

•but he’s well aware that they happen and he’s seen them happen around town. he’s not entirely familiar with how they work but it’s not like he thinks about it on the regular

•imagine his shock when he walks in the door and sees you standing before him with a cake and some black and red decorations displayed around the kitchen

•oh my god y/n he is in LOVE. he was already in love with you but now he’s more than 110% sure that you’re the one

•the fact you even remember his birthday just warms his heart. he doesn’t really know how to act.

•if he could cry he would.

•give him materials for mask making and he is just over the moon. he loves you so much and is so thankful that you’re his s/o

•just a party consisting of the two of you is good enough for him. he just loves you

jason vorhees

•hes only had a few actual birthday parties and they were always thrown by his loving mother. it’s been a looong time since he’d had anything like that

•he won’t really expect anything from you. he’s not hard pressed on a party and the last he wants to do is force you

•throw a party for him and he will be absolutely whipped. he loves you so much

•he just won’t know how to act. the entire day he will be on cloud nine. just bubbly and excited

•jason doesn’t need presents. your presence is enough <3

•if you were to get him something oh my god he’d marry you. anything you get him he will cherish it. it means so much more than you could ever understand

•jason doesn’t eat cake but if you got something he will eat it with you. he enjoys blowing the candles out !!

•and presents?? ohhh my god he will lose it. it doesn’t matter what it is he will love it and cherish it with everything in him.

•goes to bed happy !!

billy loomis

•he doesn’t like his birthday. like at all. he doesn’t really celebrate it

•stu realized how much happier he is with you so he decides to throw a party for billy with your help of course.

•together the two of you planned out a small little get together with a few friends from school

•when the day of his birth rolls around he’s shocked to see anyone there. he’s a bit upset that you guys didn’t tell him but you and stu mean well

•won’t have any fun until everyone is gone and it’s just you and him.

•he’s so glad you remembered his day even if he doesn’t show it well.

jason dean

•he will act nonchalant. he’s too cool for birthday parties

•inside his twisted mind though he is overjoyed that you even remembered his special day.

•since he doesn’t like parties it will most likely just be the two of you.

•he doesn’t want you to say happy birthday but hw doesn’t mind presents. sweets and knives are his favorite things to receive

•honestly he doesn’t give a fuck about his birthday but since you care he puts on an act just for you.

•he’ll help you with anything you need to do despite your protests.

•he wants to bake a cake with you y/n :)

thomas hewitt

•his family never really celebrated birthdays. obviously charlie hoyt threw himself a little celebration every year but never anything big

•he will cry. actual sobbing ensues. just the fact you took your time to say happy birthday to him is more than enough.

•give him a little present and he’s done for. he’s just over the moon.

•it doesn’t help that you planned a little celebration with all his family. he’s just so in love with you y/n.

bo sinclair + vincent sinclair

•the sinclair children were never too keen on birthday parties. not really for any reason they just ..don’t like them

•it’s rare for them to celebrate anything actually. holidays and stuff are forgotten. it’s a very busy household.

•lester wants to plan a party and ropes you into it. he knows the boys won’t be mad if you’re involved.

•it’s really hard to make it a surprise since it’s only the four of you.

•lester makes a bunch of food for the party. you’re in charge of decor.

•getting bo out of the house was easy but vince not so much. you told him the house was on fire and he still wouldn’t leave

•once he’s out you and lester set up.

•the boys come back and they’re absolutely surprised. vince is close to tears and bo is speechless.

•it ended up being tons of fun. they boys were so appreciative of the two of you.

carrie white

•she is drawn to tears in an instant. you did all this just for her ?

•don’t make it a huge surprise though she isn’t a fan of that. she’d rather have something small.

•will thank you and try to pay you back in anyway she can

•honestly just a little sit down dinner is perfect for her

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akirasarchives · 1 year

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[ʜᴄ] 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐫𝐚 𝐤𝐮𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐮

sʏɴᴏᴘsɪs: what having akira as your boyfriend is like!

⤷ ᴀ/ɴ: gn reader // this is old like pre-royal old..

— RELATIONSHIP OVERVIEW

listen..max charm akira? you’re gone. poof. so smooth

akira is so thoughtful and i mean it! he spends a lot of his money on you instead of buying things from the clinic to go the palaces and such

pls he was gonna give you the luck stone from the fortune teller then he got scammed

hopeless romantic! morgana can’t help but poke fun at him for it

BONUS! sojiro adores you! he’s constantly giving you things on the house

he will literally heal you / throw himself in front of you if you’re about to get hit with a critical attack he does NOT care

(morgana then proceeds to throw himself in front of akira)

— BEFORE THE RELATIONSHIP

LISTENNN!!! he buys so much gifts for you but when he gets the guts to actually give them to you..you’re getting gifts all of the time

like..akira?? we’re still friends here!!

tbh when the guys (yusuke, ryuji and akira) were in the bathhouse he mentioned how he liked you and they’ve forever been teasing him since

mostly ryuji

with the odd comment from yusuke

especially if you’re in the monabus and he sits next to you!!

you didn’t even know he liked you! since akira is so quiet himself it just seemed normal for him to be quiet around you,, and when he did speak you just figured it was how he naturally spoke to you

when you text him to hangout..he’s dropping everything. like finding the treasure? it can wait a day! (if it can)

— ASKING YOU OUT

definitely read a lot of things to increase his charm before he asked you out! you only deserve the most romantic “courting” (as morgana and yusuke would describe it as)

he definitely splashes out on gifts from the underground mall! chocolates, bracelets, lipsticks, perfumes, cd’s etc.!

he read some books too! although it was a literal embarrassing to purchase a book called “asking out the person of your dreams 101!”...it helped him a little even if he had to cover the name on the train

but even so he was sweating buckets when he invited you to a popular date spot for couples he’s read about in a magazine

he set up such an adorable picnic (with what he could afford) and although morgana was shoved into the basket he made the best of what he could

of course you said yes! not only was the weird mixture of his nervousness and charm prompting you to say yes but you’ve already pined after the messy haired boy for a few months now

— IN THE RELATIONSHIP

he can fluctuate between super-attentive, nerdy bf to charming, go with the flow kinda bf

esp with morgana whispering ideas into his ear .5 seconds of the day

akira deffo is such a sucker for video games/manga’s so i’d imagine a lot of arcade and cafe dates where you two are chilling reading manga’s or doing hw

the rest of the group adore your relationship esp the girls

they love asking the two of you about your dates!! ann esp loves capturing candids of the two of you to send to the gc and fawn over

ann: look at these cuties!!

futaba: shame ryuji’s face ruins the photo

haru: wah… true love ❤️

ryuji… he’s asking akira some unhinged shit ngl

yusuke deffo asks to follow you and akira on a date so he can capture the feeling of love irl… turns out it’s kinda weird to have someone follow you and ur bf around

like… he doesn’t even speak to yous… just a shadow

n e way!!!

sojiro… he gives akira some pocket money sometimes 😭😭 (like £10 but shhh)

“go buy [y/n] something nice, kid” BROO

free coffee is normal for you, esp when you’re waiting for akira to get his bag together at the cafe

wins arcade plushies for you when he’s busy with shinya! if it weren’t for shinya helping his phantom thievery then he’d solely be there to win plushies

when he learns how to make curry and coffee, that’s all your eating when you’re over

and honestly…

now you’re a curry and coffee connoisseur

#persona 5 headcanons #persona 5 fanfiction #persona5 x reader #persona 5 x reader #p5 x reader #akira kusuru x reader #akira x reader #ren amiyama x reader #p5 headcanons

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floralcrematorium · 4 months

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OKAY WOW THERE WAS A VERY BIG POSITIVE RESPONSE TO THE TELEPHONE GAME, HI

FOLLOW THE TELEPHONE GAME BLOG! @hws-telephone

I thought about making a discord, but to be entirely honest, I really don't want to manage that. In hindsight it might be good for discussions and feedback's sake, but my moderator days are behind me (I used to be a discord and in-game mod for a Minecraft server and I think I would rather eat my hand than do that again.) We will. See.

PLEASE READ MY FOLLOWING THOUGHTS ABOUT THE EVENT! I would love to hear feedback, but I think this kind of event may have to be a trial and error sort of situation. I've never hosted an event before and this is one that will move semi-fast. I will also need to be holding decent communication with people!

• Skill level does not matter. Anyone is allowed to participate regardless of their skill level or materials of choice, so long as those who work traditionally are able to get clear/well lit photos of their submission

• I will need to hold an experimental round capped at 5-7 participants. I do not know how long I should give people to complete their part. Life gets in the way and I know not everyone is fast (I am very much not fast). However, considering there will be a large number of participants, we gotta get moving! I think as of right now, everyone would have 3-5 days to complete their parts, and if they need an extension they get 2 days. If we need more time, that's possible! THE FIRST SIX PEOPLE TO FILL OUT THE GOOGLE FORMS (linked further in the post) WILL BE CONTACTED TO PARTICIPATE IN THE EXPERIMENTAL ROUND.

• Once we get into it, there could be a short-format and long-format group? Short format being people only get 1-3 days to work while long-format gets a week? The different groups differ based on complexity? Unsure. Need community feedback on this. OR we could just have two separate groups co-running so people don't have to wait forever to play.

• GOOGLE FORMS SUBMISSION HERE FOR PARTICIPANTS

• Once I have The Participants, their usernames will be ordered randomly and that'll be the order the drawing is passed around.

• If this is an event with multiple rounds... Maybe each round has a different theme? I know I have different groups of people following me (off the top of my head, FrUK, FACE fam, and Nordic centric blogs in particular). I think the first round will just be using my design for Nyo!Austria because I'm interested to see if we use a character whose clothing isn't able to be referenced by a quick google search, how that will be affected by the telephone. Unsure.

• I will start the experimental round and the very first Big Round. Other people can volunteer to be the starting artist in the future!

• No posting your submission until the end of the round!!! This is very important. The point of a telephone is you only know what the person right before you did!

• When it comes to someone's turn, I will be reaching out via Tumblr DM (or through another contact method if that is preferred). I'm considering asking someone to co-host this event with me for organization's sake, but I don't. Really have someone to do that. So!

If there's anything else we need to talk about, throw it in the replies!!! This is really going to be a trial and error kinda event until we get it down! Ideally, this would be a fun year round project/event!

BELOW THE CUT IS JUST ME TAGGING EVERYONE WHO REPLIED TO/REBLOGGED THE ORIGINAL POST

Hi, you replied to/reblogged the interest check so you get Priority News that there is a telephone game sideblog to follow @hws-telephone and that if you're still interested there is a submissions post pinned to the blog.

THE FIRST SIX RESPONSES WILL BE CONTACTED FOR THE EXPERIMENTAL ROUND.

@doodlin-moons @hws-lceland @ironic-orange @vikingosten @soulsembers @yaqamole @dappy-dappernette @losnordiquitos @tema-makes-art-sometimes @dandelion-coffee-bear @spiritmoon23 @genpaele @astrophilic-soul @batataaurdoodh @the-heaminator @krazys-ass-emporium @sixcatsinajacket @hoasens @wackylittlegal @starsilversword @untitled-kitsune @2p-nyotalia

#hetalia #hetalia fandom #hetalia event #hetalia fanart #hetalia telephone game

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mediocre-quill-ink · 8 months

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Sarcasm

Pt 5

Content: Gavin is pissed but what's new?

Connor and I walked into the station, his hand resting on the small of my back. I tried to take in deep breaths as I waltzed through the doors, preying I didn't look as nervous as I felt. I needed to look calm, relaxed, maybe even cocky.

I tried to straighten my posture a little bit, throwing on a subtle, fake, but confident smile as I fought the urge to look at gavin.

Not yet, don't aknowlage him yet. Pretend it's just me and connor.

I felt a few sets of eyes on us as we made our way to our separate desks. Not the whole office, thank God. But it was enough to raise my anxiety. Connor gave me a soft kiss on the cheek, whispering, "Are you okay so far?" I nodded subtly in return and leaned away, making his way to his desk.

I sat down at my desk, being sure to keep my calm, This-is-totally-normal persona as I let out a slow, tense sigh.

I glanced at connor, giving him a staged longing stare, which he returned with a wink. I smiled, then looked back at my desk

Then I finally let myself look at the gavins desk. He was leaning back in his chair, arms crossed and just staring at connor. He looked upset. I smirked a little.

Good. He's mad.

I mean, when is he not mad, but there's a certain energy to it that just feels different. I can't quite place what it was, but whatever it is, I like it.

Lick it up because you're getting more of this bullshit gavin.

Hw slowly slid his attention twords me, and I smoothed down the pride into neutral, but happy look. Play it cool.

Gavin stared at me, and I stared back, putting on a happy go lucky persona, but it was hard to hide the almost sadistic joy in my eyes. The way he looked at us both was a kind of anger I haven't quite seen out of him.

Most kinds were loud and explosive and violent, but this was seathing, boiling, sharp, quiet, and hot, kind of anger. I liked it.

He gave connor a final look before returning his attention to his computer.

I let the satisfied smile return to my face once he looked away. For once, I felt powerful over him. Not a force of friction he had to fight against, but a power now held over him. He could snap back all he wanted with other circumstances, but now all he can do is watch.

Oh I'm going to have fun with this one.

I checked the clock, break time. I let out a sigh. Thank God.

I got up from my desk, making my way to the breakroom. Gavins desk was empty, It looked like he was already elsewhere. I positioned myself at one of the sleek white tables, leaning over it and scrolling on my phone. I'm checking for texts, looking through youtube feed, notifications on all my socials... everything looked normal in my notifications, I saved a bunch of youtube videos to watch later...

In the corner of my eye, I saw Connor walking into the breakroom. "Good afternoon, sweetheart." He greeted with a little smile. I looked up at him, smiling back and laughing a little. "Hi, connor." He stood next to me at the sleek white table, wrapping his hand around my waist. It forced a blush onto my cheeks. "Oh my god, connor." I whispered a nervous chuckle, "gavins not here, we don't have to do this kind of stuff."

He leaned in slightly, whispering, "I know, I'll stop if it makes you uncomfortable, but I had a thought." I glanced from my phone back to him for a moment,"and that is?" Connor tilted his head slightly, saying, "we don't have to display romantic behavior often out of his presence, but doing it every now and then would make our story more believable. After all, we are in an office of detectives even if they don't care, some suspicion would eventually crop up."

I nodded, tilting my head slightly. "True."

"I assure you, we won't have to do it often... or at all if it's outside your comfort zone." Connor whispered. "It's just a suggestion."

"No, you're right." I noted. Connor replied, "If you're not comfortable, we don't have to." I nodded and said, "No, I know. But you're right." I leaned in a kissed his cheek softly.

Connor stiffened a little bit, and I laughed. He quickly smiled and said, "Sorry, you caught me off guard." He laughed a little.

I tisked, looking back at my phone and smiling.

This definitely still felt weird. Being held like this by my friend but also, weirdly it felt... nice? Like... comforting I guess. Weird.

"Did you see the way gavin looked at us when we walked in?" I smiled. "I did." He nodded. "He looked so pissed. God, that was a funny look."

"When is he not mad?" Connor added. "Ah, true. But it was different. Usually, his anger is explosive, popping, sharp. But this is different. It's quiet and simmering and blunt. It's weird but a nice change of pace." He was silent for a moment, nodding before asking. "Why do you like making him angry so much? Believe me, I'm not fond of him myself, but it seems feeding into his anger only makes things worse. Have you considered talking to him about your issues?"

"Does he seem like the kind of person who would have a conversion?" My tone was light and joking, but we both knew he wasn't the most communitive person, "I remember... when we met... I tried talking stuff out with him, but it just didn't work. Eventually he ticked me off more and more, and I just gave up and started arguing with him. I fight back because I'm sick of his asshat behavior, I don't like him getting away with everything. Let me revel in pissing that jack ass off."

Connor was silent for a moment before saying, "understood."

"Sorry." I sighed, "I didn't mean to get a little aggressive there." I turned off my phone, sighing.

"There's no need to apologize." Connor spoke softly."I understand what you're saying, I just think, if possible, you should consider talking to him some time in the future."

"I'll consider it." I mumbled.

"And speaking of whom."

Just as connor said that, Gavin appeared in the corner of my vision, he walked twords the breakroom before stopping in his tracks when he saw us. The moment of hesitation was short but he continued to drag his feet into the breakroom, walking past us without so much as throwing a second glance.

It was strange not his usual cocky strut, an eye roll, or so much as a "hey." His silence was unnerving and out of character. Connor and I threw brief glances to each other as Gavin stood by the coffee machine, pouring himself a cup, then reaching into the mini fridge for his caramel creamer.

The mask of cigarettes was still fresh on his clothes, some snow flakes melting on his shoulders. He looked... tolerable?

I wasn't sure how else to put it but it made my chest tighten looking at him for some reason. Like I couldn't breathe. Why was it that in that moment I didn't want to punch him?

"The fuck are you staring at?" He grumbled.

Never mind.

"Sorry." I stumbled out, averting my gaze to the mini-fridge instead.

There was a long moment of silence where Gavin was just stirring the creamer into his coffee. longer than he should, to be honest. He stood stiffly, and after a few beats, he spoke awkwardly "so. How long have you two been together?"

"A couple of months." I replied almost instantly.

Gavin slowly turned around, resting his elbows on the counter behind him.

"Really?" He asked almost sarcastically.

Connor squeezed my waist softly. When he did that gavins eyes narrowed for a moment before looking into his coffee. "it's true. We started dating a few months ago." Connor added.

Gavin just nodded, stirring his coffee mindlessly. "Hm." Was all he added, his jaw shifting for a moment.

There was a moment of silence, an uncomfortable waight in the air as I heard the plastic spoon stir in the paper cup. Connor remained still next to me as if nothing was wrong.

"How long did you want to keep this little secret from me?" Gavin asked, a quiet, sharp tone to his voice.

"It's not a secret. I just didn't think it was any of your business." I spoke slowly, clenching my jaw a little. "I don't expect you to tell me about your life."

His brows flicked for a moment. He just nodded. "Good to know." He spoke quietly.

He looked up from his cup, staring at connor for a moment, "what do you get out of this."

Connor remained still beside me, his hand still resting on my waist as he spoke, "I don't gain anything out of this relationship aside from happiness. I don't wish to gain anything. I'm grateful for the relationship I have."

I wanted to gag. It's very sappy, but I smiled softly, leaning against him a little.

Gavin just rolled his eyes "god. What a fucking joke."

I blinked for a moment. "Excuse me?"

"Listen, I normally wouldn't give to shits about your romantic life. Or anything about your life for that matter. But an android? You really are pathetic, aren't you? Did his fancy little emotion imitator really trick you that much? It can't feel. It's just a bunch of code."

I squeezed my hand shut for a moment. I wasn't in the mood for an argument. We've discussed this once or twice in the past, and it never ends well. "What does it matter to you?"

"It matters to me because where the place humanity is going is fucking depressing. I can't just accept this is the way humanity is." He added, getting a little angrier "besides, this guy's an asshole. It's more of a smartass than other tin cans. And that's saying something."

"Are you done?" I asked in a low tone, trying to keep myself from snapping.

Gavin shifted his jaw, looking to his left.

"Just fuck off. This is pathetic to see." He mumbled, popping a lid on his coffee and walking out of the room.

I glanced at connor, my eyebrows shooting up. I didn't even know what to say.

"So is your plan working?" Connor asked softly.

I took a moment to consider. Whether or not he believed it was a little unclear to me but I'd think so. And he certainly seemed pissed which, for once, was nice to see.

"Yeah. Yeah, I'd think so."

#sarcasm #dbh #detroit become human #dbh fanfiction #gavin reed #gavin reed x reader #gavin reed x oc #enimes to lovers #slow burn in concept but in reality i dont have the patience #sarcasm pt 4

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theguardianace · 4 months

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btw. btw. these were the lyrics in particular from the edit i saw for tsukasa. its so hw tsukasa. idk. he’s so persistent and and so passionate and refuses to give up but ouhhhh. so desperately reaching for stardom. and will also die before he acknowledges he;s not okay. let alone be vulnerable in front of someone. ouhhhh

have i mention the whole “you will never be a star” moment still happens. albeit not from rui but. yeah. rhngdfjsjfjdn

omg that’s so hw tsukasa

also I never knew the lyrics before this but ????!!!! That last stanza- “breathing life into the words” / “hold your breath for now” -> wanting to reach it so so so desperately, throwing an entire existence towards a goal, only to be told you aren’t there, so what’s the point? what’s the point of trying so hard? (what’s the point of living?)

Also Marlo. You can’t lore drop the “you will never be a star” and then Not give the context. Who says this. What happens. How why and who do I need to go fight

#ace answers an ask!

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st6rly · 7 months

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REASONS WHY YOU 🫵🫵 YES YOU 🫵🫵 SHOULD INTERACT WITH ME 😍😍

happy 230+ followers! to celebrate the revival of this blog, i am here to present a little post as to why you should totally come and interact with me; on or off anon!!

01.

i love love love getting the chance to ramble about stuff like throw out a topic and i will turn it into a multi ask discussion 🤲🤲 i am forgetful sometimes but i will return to the convo within that week. hopefully

02.

i stay up til like. 1:30am almost consistently everyday so people in different timezones still have the chance to hmu 🫦🫦 want to see unhinged thoughts?? then tune in at night to see me go a little off my rocker

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i’m so down to brainrot about characters you have no idea. i don’t do requests anymore but throw an idea into my inbox and i may just churn smth out if i’m not too sleepy

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XDINARY HERO FANS WYA 🗣️🗣️ love those funky men please talk to me about their music 🙏🙏 going crazy bc they have a comeback on october 11th NFBDBDJBDH i also follow a couple other groups! check my card for a shortened list :DD

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on the topic of that, i love. music. my spotify is linked so judge my taste in songs all you like 😁😁 specifically rock, both old and also some of the newer rock songs as well (but only a very limited few-) MITSKI AND CONAN GRAY FAN HERE top 0.5% of listeners for the both of them in separate years !!

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still aren’t sure of my credentials?? well last but not least, i like to think i’m funny enough to get people to crack a smile :DD thank you to tired and ying for providing me with these <33 the only thing toxic about me is the relationship i have with duolingo 😁😁 i’m just here to have fun LMAOO

some final fun facts about me to end things off:

i watched physical 100 for the plot 😁😁 iykyk

i am a gordon ramsay kinnie 🥰🥰 / j

i’ve eaten hand sanitizer before (do not recommend)

i spend way too much time reorganizing my spotify playlists and blog themes instead of doing hw

im a psychology student ‼️‼️

i love poetry and poetry writing and creative writing and analyzing creative writing and poetry and- (just not shakespeare)

i’m a fast reader and can a 500+ page book in a day 😼😼 took me 6 hours to finished 1 and 1/2 books on a plane once. combining both books, it was about 720 pages in total?? hehe

i’ve been playing genshin since xiao’s first banner. my first 5 star was qiqi off of venti’s windblume banner. i now refuse to pull for archons and my account is archon less

i hit ar 60 last year november 😓😓

spent 131 pulls for scara bc i lost the 50/50 at 85 pity to mona c2 then had to go to hard pity to get scara

erm i play hsr, prosekai, cookie run (sometimes), and ofc genshin !!

ok that’s all i have

thank you for sticking to the end! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE I MIGHT NOT BE CONSIDERED COOL BUT I DONT SCRATCH 🙏🙏

#! navi.txt #! sol.txt

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twinkle-art · 1 year

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i know this isn't the website where you posted it but your wol andromeda seems really cool. you mind saying a bit more about her

i would be THRILLED to tell you all about my beloved daughter. pics and exhaustive description below the cut

andromeda elo (or andromeda viator caecus) is, as you could probably sus out, my mixed garlean/roegadyn girlprince wol💗

she's very into the whole "embodying a super idealized image of The Hero" thing. some would say to her detriment. her decision to run away from her upbringing in garlemald and throw herself headlong into life as an adventurer was, initially, a pretty childish and impulsive one. then some stuff happened and now she's eorzea's champion so. that's pretty irreversible at this point

she's quite cagey about her past- despite hardly being the only garlean defector among them, she has it in her head that the truth of her identity would get in the way of being a perfect, uncomplicated symbol. and for reasons she's not yet willing to self-reflect on, the thought of losing that (totally definitely attainable) status is unbearable to her.

that said, if you spend enough time with her, you'll probably notice that her various stories don't quite add up or that the way she talks can be a bit strange at times. she was raised to be a proper lady, and even though she's rejected that box her whole life, it's not something she's truly free of, even as Thee warrior of light

she (by which i mean me, but i'm doing it for immersion) spent arr/hw as a paladin (it has the aesthetic she likes and isn't magic heavy- she grew up taking for granted that this was out of reach for her. but it's not.) then switched to red mage early on in sb after getting her shit rocked by zenos and having a full-on crisis of identity

the deeper Lore to her backstory is that her mother, lucretia eir caecus, was once an idealistic adventurer in her own right- in her time outside of the empire, she had a passionate affair with a man that she no longer speaks of. despite this, she ultimately found herself becoming the second wife of the head of a particularly stifling military family.

already bearing the mark of being an illegitimate child (and one othered by being visibly not-garlean among what i imagine was a pretty damn hostile environment, at that), lucretia raised her daughter strictly, believing that her keeping her head down and playing a more demure role was the only route she had to a comfortable life in their environment. naturally this didn't go over well with teen andromeda, who was just old enough to remember a time before her mother was so embittered and resigned to their fate, and resents her for it.

as for her father, i still haven't figured that part out andromeda knows next to nothing about him. she's not even sure if he's alive or not. her only keepsake from him was signed e. loetwilfsyn which, due to her not knowing a word of roegadyn, became bastardized into elo, the name she adopted in eorzea.

uhh this has gotten really long so here's some lightning round notes on relationships

she's a lesbian but i'm not sure she's properly sorted that one out yet despite a very long string of intense female friendships because her weird sense of identity keeps getting in the way

in ARR, she had a little crush on minfilia that had absolutely nothing to do with her as a person and everything to do with liking feeling like a dutiful little knight who answered to a woman who was authoritative.. but still gave her ample opportunity to feel like the big hero saving the princess. she thought this was normal

in HW, she was utterly taken by ysayle for slightly adjacent reasons. this went just as poorly as the first one. maybe worse.

has a DEEPLY personal vendetta against zenos for. you know. being both an embodiment of her homeland and being a real prince. except her animosity crumbles into primal, bone-deep fear in his actual presence

(i haven't actually finished sb yet so i'm jumping the gun with this last one but i'm too obsessed with it not to share)

emet-selch reminds her of her mom. it's going to be exactly as psychologically harrowing as that sentence suggests. please look forward to that it's gonna get really weird over here in about a month

i'm.. definitely forgetting stuff because she's been in the slow cooker of my mind for about. three months of playing this now and i feel like i'm starting to lose it. all of this is subject to be fleshed out further in the coming months. you're welcome, or i'm sorry

#ffxiv #andromeda elo #<- now that i've broken the seal and outed myself as a ffxiv player i suspect i might end up using that a bit #wrote this without explaining all of the. final fantasy stuff in it so sorry if anyone is interested in a more general oc sense #i'm pretty sure the bigger ideas come across

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star1117-archives · 2 years

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𝐀𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐳 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐮𝐩 [𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐰 𝐯𝐞𝐫.]

➵ Pairing : OT8 x Fem!Y/N

➵ Genre : Smut + Fluff

➵ W.C : 4585

➵ Warnings : Humping, Marking, Restraining (?), Corruption kink, Friends to ?, Insinuated sex, Wet dreams, Mentions of boners, Mentions of brat/brat tamer dynamic, Size kink, Hairpulling, Mentions of virginity + waiting, Insinuated virginity-taking.

➵ A/N: I hate Mingi’s with a burning passion. Under 16’s DNI.

𝐒𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐰𝐚

Letting out a low groan, Seonghwa’s shielded his face from the rays of sunlight streaming through the window of your shared bedroom, wincing slightly. He let out a little yawn and stretched as he sat up, rubbing his eyes before glancing at your sleeping figure as you quietly snored, chuckling lightly when he heard you.

Because of this, it took him a while to move from your cute face and fully take in the position you were laying in, biting his lip when he finally did. Dressed only in one of his hoodies and panties, your leg was raised high in the bed, exposing yourself to him. Torn between covering you and ripping your clothes off, Seonghwa felt his sweatpants become tighter the longer he stared at you.

He let out a little moan at the feeling, surprised by how loud it was when you stirred slightly before turning over, the hoodie now falling back into place. Unable to control the feelings taking over him Seonghwa slowly pulled you closer, stifling his moans in your hair as your bodies connected.

Blushing slightly his hands tightly gripped your waist, his fingernails unintentionally digging into your soft flesh and starting to wake you up from your slumber. As he started moving, the friction made Seonghwa throw his head back, letting out breathy moans and pants. It was to his sweet, needy noises that you woke up, slightly disorientated by your sleep.

“H..Hwa?”

Only acknowledging you with a stroke of your hair, Seonghwa shushed you as his speed increased.

“I’ll be done soon, Baby. Just wait.”

All you could do was nod as the pleasure started kicking in, letting out little moans of your own at the feeling of Seonghwa so close to you. You gripped at the sheets in front of you as Seonghwa pressed harder onto you, too aroused to be embarrassed by the little whimpers you were letting out now. Seonghwa let out a chuckle between his breathy moans as he leaned over to suck on your neck slightly, smirking onto your skin.

“i love seeing you so needy in the morning, Baby. Just a little slut for me.”

“Only for you, Hw-wa.”

Butterflies erupted in your stomach as you heard Seonghwa moan loudly again, throwing back his head and letting out a moan. He fastened his pace as you became a moaning mess, your head only filled with his moans and the pleasure erupting within you.

Arching your back, you bit your lip harshly to contain the moan that threatened to escape with the nearing of your high. Seeing stars as Seonghwa kissed your neck sloppily, you took a leap of faith and turned to Seonghwa. Your words came out broken and mixed with moans as you struggled to keep your composure long enough to talk.

“Hwa, can i go on top? I w-wanna… finish you off.”

𝐇𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐣𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐠

When Hongjoong woke to the sound of your little grunts and moans, a little smirk lifted the corners of his plump lips up. Sticking his tongue out to wet them, he then proceeded to bite them when he saw you throw your head back, pleasure washing over you like a wave. His eyes slowly moved over your small figure, watching as you rubbed your thighs together, too far gone to notice your unexpected audience.

Hongjoong’s fists clenched as he tried to refrain himself in the heat of the moment, waiting for you to look at him. Finally, you decided to look at him after letting out a lewd moan, scared that you’d disturb his sleep. Your eyes widened as your eyes met Hongjoong’s, your body shivering from the intensity of his gaze. You took in the fact that his head was perched comfortably on his arm and knew he’d been awake for a while.

“H-Hongjoong…”

You blushed profusely when you saw the male take a deep breath in while closing his eyes. When he finally opened them again, he let his eyes trail over your sweat-covered face before resting on your lips. Unintentionally, he let out a low groan when you bit them, moving closer to you.

“What did i tell you, Y/N?”

His dominating tone of voice and his intoxicating gaze rendered you speechless, only able to shiver in anticipation as you looked dumbly at him. Rolling his eyes, Hongjoong quickly straddled your waist, pressing down slightly onto your lower half as he pinned your arms into place. He leaned in closer, his breath slightly warming your lips from the close proximity.

“Come on love, answer me.”

Grasping your wrists in one hand, he pinned them up as his other travelled the outline of your face, pushing your hair back before ghosting his thumb over your lips. Opening your mouth slowly, you started out a reply, wary of the soft tone of Hongjoong’s voice.

“O-only you c-can pl-leasure me..”

“Hmm, so you didn’t forget?”

You quickly shook your head as his hand slowly lowered to your neck, holding it tenderly before closing his grip around it. Hongjoong’s eyes instantly darkened.

“So why did you disobey me?“

Realising your mistake your eyes widened, soon closing again at the feeling of Hongjoong tightening his grip on your neck. Your broken breathing and the way you stared so innocently at him just made Hongjoong want to ruin you. When you let out a little whimper, he couldn’t hold himself back anymore, pressing his lips harshly onto yours as he tugged roughly at your lips.

Today, Hongjoong was finally going to corrupt you and make you as dirty as him.

𝐘𝐮𝐧𝐡𝐨

Yunho yawned and stretched, smiling happily as he sat up in his bed. Resting his head on the headboard, he looked out the window near him and was happy to see a clear blue sky, the sun shining high in it. When he checked his alarm clock and saw it was nearly 11:30, he raised his eyebrows and got out of bed, knowing he needed to wake his sleepy roommate up before she sleeps the whole day away.

Although usually the university doesn’t let opposite genders room together, there was a lack of rooms available, meaning you two were paired together. It was definitely awkward for a while, but you had both settled into a routine and had even become friends with each other. Well, you had become friends with him, for Yunho it was much deeper than that.

Ever since he laid eyes on you, he was in love. You were so ignorant that you didn’t notice his feelings, thinking he was joking. Which is how Yunho was able to hug you and compliment you so often, your fake relationship true in his eyes. Yunho sighed with a weary smile, knowing this was probably all he was ever going to be to you. A friend.

Dragging himself from his bed, he quickly had a shower before dressing in a tank top and shorts, the heat starting to get to him. Slowly fanning himself with the t-shirt, he walked to your room and knocked on the door.

“Y/N? You awake?”

He chuckled when he heard no reply, knowing that you were probably knocked out on your bed, snoring lightly. Yunho opened the door, a smile on his face when he saw his suspicions were correct. With the blanket on the floor in a tangled mess, you laid spread out on your bed, also in shorts and a tank top. Yunho gulped a little when he saw how short they were, showing every curve as you laid on your stomach. He quietly came over to you, kissing your neck before whispering in your ear.

“Rise and shine, Princess.”

To Yunho’s surprise, instead of opening your eyes and smiling at him, you let out a little whimper before bringing your legs up to your chest. Your reaction made Yunho worried, feeling your forehead for a temperature, but you was completely normal. He whispered to you again.

“Come on Y/N, time to wake up.”

It was then he noticed the goosebumps form on your body as you let out another noise, this one more like a moan than a whimper. You slowly opened your eyes, blinking up at Yunho before quickly pulling back, cheeks blushing furiously from the close proximity. Yunho noticed this, biting his lip and raising an eyebrow at you while smirking.

“What, does my morning voice sound that sexy?”

Licking your lips nervously you refused to look him in the eyes, making Yunho smirk wider and crawl closer to where you were sitting. You moved further back until your back hit the bedframe, not being able to get out in time as Yunho trapped you there with his arms. His gaze was intense as he looked into your darting eyes, wondering why you were so affected by this. It was then he decided to experiment.

Yunho grabbed your chin, forcing you to look at him as he moved closer, his warm breath hitting your soft lips as he kept eye contact with you. Somehow you blushed more as you stared back at him. Moving an inch closer, Yunho let out another deep whisper.

“Do you want me, Y/N?”

Your breath hitched in your throat as you closed your eyes, taking in a deep breath before opening them again. Your gaze had turned lustful as you stared back at the handsome man in front of you.

“Yes. A lot.”

Your response made Yunho freeze, surprised by your sudden confidence long enough for you to grab the material of his shirt and crash your lips together. Sucking on his bottom lip, you watched smugly as Yunho’s shocked expression turned into one of lust. He smirked into the kiss and pulled away from you, swiftly pulling you onto his lap as his hands wrapped around you waist tightly.

He tugged roughly on your lips for a while until he moved down to your neck, savouring the taste of your sweet skin as you threw your head back in pleasure. Need overtaking any sense, your hands snaked down to Yunho’s shorts, tugging on them impatiently. Yunho chuckled before laying you gently on the bed.

“I’m gonna make you feel so good, Princess.”

𝐘𝐞𝐨𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐠

Clicking his back with a groan, Yeosang yawned and rubbed his eyes, hunger making his stomach growl. Even after a whole night of watching movies and snacks with his best friend, apparently he wasn’t full enough yet. Turning his head to the side, Yeosang smiled lightly when he saw your body rising and falling, clearly still fast asleep. But just as he was about to shake you awake, you let out a little whisper.

“Fuck Yeosang...”

Confused why you were swearing at him for no reason, Yeosang pushed himself off the bed and leaned over, checking if you were okay. In your sleep, you bit your lips, face creasing up once in a while as you kept talking quietly. Yeosang came closer, trying to work out what you were saying.

“Right there…Ah…Yeosang…Yes Yeo...”

Blushing slightly, Yeosang moved back, eyes wide as he tried to find any reason other than the one he was thinking that you would say that. Surely there’s another explanation for this.

“So big Baby… Mhm….Sangie…”

Licking his lips nervously, Yeosang could feel the boner forming in his pants, fists clenching as he laid back, just listening to you moan. Closing his eyes, he let his imagination run wild as his thoughts became dirtier and dirtier. This didn’t help with the problem forming between his legs, only making it worse.

“Fuck!… Yeosang.. Yeosang!”

Your last words were louder than the rest, making Yeosang wince as his nails dug into his palms. He tried to keep his moans at bay but soon enough they broke free, falling from his lips like a waterfall as he threw his head back. It was too late when he realised his mistake, turning to N’s with a look of horror as you stared back at him. His cheeks became a bright red as he sat up, hands gathering in his lap to hide his obvious boner while he tried to not moan again from the friction they were causing.

“Finally, you’re awake! You were snoring s-so loud haha..”

Yeosang nervously laughed as he got out of bed, quickly turning his back to you while you also got up.

“Yeosang…”

“Umm.. Imma hop in the shower! I-I can make breakfast afterwards or if you wanna eat now it’s okay! Yeah we can talk about what you want after my shower! Phew i stink bad hahaha!”

“Yeosang.”

“I was thinking maybe waffles or somethi-”

“Yeosang!”

Yeosang gulped at the tone of your voice, nodding at you while still facing away.

“Y-Yeah?”

“Look at me.”

Sighing Yeosang held his hands tightly in front of himself before turning to face you. He was surprised at how close you were to him, now edging a few steps forward until they were inches apart.

“What’s u-up Y/N?”

Smirking, you let out a chuckle, holding Yeosang’s arm.

“Well from the way you’re acting my guess is your dick, Sangie. Did i sleeptalk again? Oops.”

Your hand slowly moved down his defined muscles to his hands, stroking them softly as you leaned into his ear.

“Want some help with your… problem?”

𝐒𝐚𝐧

San hummed to himself in the shower as he smiled warmly, remembering the way you were cuddling onto him all night as you slept. He squinted his eyes as his dimples showed, just bursting with love at the thought of you. As soon as he gets out the shower he was planning to give you the biggest hug and kiss in the history of mankind. Wiping the water from the mirror in the shower, San winked at himself before turning around and washing the shampoo out of his hair. Closing his eyes, his hums turned to words as he sung softly to himself, now tilting his head down.

“I’m crazy, but you like that, I bite back, daisies on your nightstand. Never forget, I blossom in the moonlight, screw eyes, glacial with the blue ice. I’m terrifying.”

His sweet tone of voice gave such a contrast to the lyrics of the song, but somehow it worked. He smirked to himself as he sung a little louder, feeling in a bratty mood today.

“I’m no prey, but I am pursued. Pray for me, nana, on the church’s pews. No dickstraction, can confuse me. Whiskey in my hip flask, nothing fruity. Fuck a princess, I’m a king, bow down and kiss on my ring.”

Hearing shuffling behind him, San shook his hair before looking up, not surprised to see you standing outside the shower, watching. He raised an eyebrow in mock confusion as you started to strip.

“What’s up Baby? Joining me?”

“Shut up.”

San lost all cockiness when you opened the shower door. Biting his lip at your harsh words, San felt himself harden under the intensity of the glare you were giving him. You scoffed when you saw this, getting into the shower and backing him into the wall, stroking his face softly.

“My pretty little brat, such a slut for Mommy.”

You grabbed his chin, digging your nails in slightly just how he liked it. San threw his head back instantly, giving you full access to his neck. Following the line of his defined jawline, you traced your finger down his face to his shoulder, grasping at it as you leaned in to bite his neck. As soon as your teeth nibbled at his soft skin, San let out a loud moan, screwing his face up at the mix of pain and pleasure. Your knee moved forward, now brushing him as you sucked and bit harder, leaving purplish bruises as San became a mess underneath you. When his hands ghosted your waist, you swatted them away as he whined out.

“Use your words, Babyboy.”

“Pl-lease Mommy.”

Still sucking his skin, your other hand caressed his cheek.

“Please what? What do you want?”

Blushing slightly, San grabbed your hand, licking his lips as he looked at you with pleading eyes. You raised an eyebrow as you could see his mood shifting, becoming slightly more dominating. Switches are so fucking fickle.

“Please let me fuck you.”

𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐢

Groaning, Mingi yawned, turning around and hugging your waist tightly as you nestled your head into his neck, sighing into it. Chuckling, Mingi brushed hair out of your beautiful face before kissing your forehead. Letting out a yawn of your own, you smiled sleepily at Mingi before pecking his lips. Stroking the outline of your face, Mingi sat up before pulling you onto his lap, letting you rest your head on his chest. He always made you feel so tiny and precious, like you were the only thing he treasured in this world.

Wrapping his arms around you, Mingi rested his head on yours as he picked his phone up, putting on some relaxing music. Jaehyun’s soothing voice filled the room as his cover of Lauv’s I Like Me Better played from a speaker. You giggled and pulled your head up, cupping Mingi’s cheek.

“You’re even more of a Nctzen than me.”

He chuckled and kissed your forehead again.

“Well of course, that’s a given.”

You both let out little laughs at that, staring at each other lovingly while the music kept playing.

I don’t know what it is but I got that feeling

Waking up in this bed next to you, swear the room yeah it got no ceiling

If we lay, let the day just pass us by

I might get to too much talking

I might have to tell you something

When the weird angle you were sitting in made your back ache, you arched it to click it before shifting into a better position. Now with you back to Mingi, you couldn’t see him wincing and biting his lip at the friction from your movement, only intensifying the feeling by moving your butt again. Before you could fidget one more time, Mingi held your waist tightly in place, his fingers slightly digging into you as he leaned into your ear, kissing and nibbling it. He then groaned as he whispered in a low, sultry tone.

“You make me so fucking crazy for you, Little one.”

Licking your lips, you intentionally pressed down onto Mingi’s lap, moving again. He growled into your ear again, moving down to mark your neck. Tilting your head to give him more access, you let your moans fill the room as the song changed. As if Youtube could hear you two, the tone shifted completely when Baby Don’t Like It by NCT 127 started playing.

Turning you to face him, Mingi’s lips slowly travelled down your neck, to your shoulder and finally to the start of your chest. All tiredness now fully gone you gripped Mingi’s hair and pushed his head closer, grinding down onto him hard. Overcome by need, Mingi pushed you harshly onto the bed and pinned you arms above you body as he started to undress you both.

“Fucking hell, you’re so beautiful.”

𝐖𝐨𝐨𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠

Wooyoung sighed as he turned away from you, groaning and burying his head into the pillow. Feeling around for his phone, he eventually found it and switched the alarm off, sighing before clicking his neck and wincing at the burning sensation when he did so. He turned back to you, backhugging you tightly and kissing your cheek.

“Wakey wakey! Come on it’s time to wake up! Don’t wanna be late today!”

“Good morning! Sunshine!”

“And that’s why i will always love you.”

You swatted away your stupid best friend, immune to his flirtatious nature. Smiling, you sat up and stretched, Wooyoung doing the same before hugging your waist and leaning his head on your shoulder, sighing in content as you rolled your eyes.

“Why are you so clingy?”

“Because if i cling to you 24/7, i have the theory you will eventually fall in love with me.”

You let out a loud laugh and ruffled the younger boy’s hair, shaking your head at him. When he only stared at you with no humour in his gaze, your smile faltered for a second. Nervously, you licked your lips before changing the topic.

“What’s next on our movie marathon anyway? We just finished Parasite so it should be…”

You grabbed your phone, quickly scrolling to your notes. When you saw what was next, your eyes widened.

“50 Shades Of Grey?! Don’t tell me you really fucking put that on there, Woo!”

The playful gaze returned to Wooyoung’s face as he wiggled his eyebrows at you.

“What, scared you’ll jump me cause you get too horny watching it?”

Yes, very fucking scared.

“Ew hell no, who would wanna fuck a troll like you?”

“All the beautiful ladies at our university, thank you very much. I should’ve just gone out for some pussy instead of spending time with a grandma like you.”

Glaring at him, you pushed him off your shoulder and curled your lip up into a snarl, expecting him to back down as he always did. Surprisingly, Wooyoung only winked at you, running a hand up your back.

“Jealous are we? Don’t worry, you have me all to yourself sweetie.”

It was now Wooyoung’s turn to falter as you came closer to him smirking.

“Oh really? Guess i should take what’s mine then.”

With that you launched an attack on the boy, tickling him in all the places he was most sensitive. Louds shrieks and laughs filled the room as she rolled around with him until you finally overpowered him, you now on top of Wooyoung to attack his armpits. His screams became louder as he tried to stop your hands, a mixture of fear and happiness filling him as you leaned in closer.

When you realised you couldn’t defeat him without restraining him, you grabbed Wooyoung’s hands and pinned them above his head, smirking victoriously as you panted slightly. Your eyes widened when a blush grew on the younger boy’s cheeks, a little bit of shock making him freeze as he started to fully take the situation in.

His crush was now sitting on his lap, pinning his arms above him and staring at him with a smirk on her face.

Not knowing what took over him, Wooyoung grabbed the back of you head and harshly pulled you down, connecting your lips. Not wasting any time pretending being shocked, you pushed yourself closer to him, deepening the kiss but not letting his hands go. You both had wanted this for a long time.

You still kept his hands above him, sucking and biting at his lips with a hunger. Wooyoung flipped them over and ran his hands under your shirt and up your back. His cold hands made you shiver but not wanting to lose control, you flipped them over again and pressed down hard onto Wooyoung’s lap. He threw his head back in a moan before you snaked your hand under his neck and pulled him up a bit.

“Just to be clear, i’m in charge here, Wooyoung. Don’t fucking test me.”

Wooyoung winked again, smirking up at you.

“Yes Ma’am.”

𝐉𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐨

Groaning as you stirred in your sleep, you turned over and faced your boyfriend, raising an eyebrow at his clenched face. You bit your lip, worried that he was in pain as he tightly clenched the bed sheets. Sweat started to form on his head as he stirred a little under the blanket, moving around a lot until he was completely in the open.

It was then you saw the bulge in his shorts, straining against the tight fabric as he let out a quiet moan. Turning away, you tried to calm yourself as you put on your headphones to stop his little pants and moans tempting you. Although you weren’t a virgin, Jongho was and he planned to stay that way for a while. The least you could do is wait till he’s ready, right?

You poked at your cheek with your tongue as his sounds still reached your ears, loud enough to be heard over the thumping beat of the song playing. When you skipped to the next song and The 7th Sense came on, you felt butterflies in your stomach, the provocative beat mixing with Jongho’s moans and becoming the perfect thirst trap.

Unable to resist, you started clenching your thighs, unable to control your arousal. You closed your eyes and imagined all the things you would do to him once you got the chance, only turning yourself on even more as your mind was flooded with dirty thoughts. Only when you opened your eyes again and saw Jongho’s face did you stop, guilt washing over you in a wave as you took your headphones off and lightly shook him awake.

“Jongho. Come on, time to wake up, Baby.”

“Hmm..one more minute Y/N…”

You chuckled and smiled lovingly at him, cupping his cheek.

“Oh yeah? And why should i?”

“Because i want to go back to dreaming..”

You froze as Jongho chuckled to himself, thinking only he knew the true meaning behind his words. Biting your lips, you decided to see if his thoughts towards waiting had changed.

“So..was it a… good dream?”

“Mhm, one of the best.”

Giving up on returning to dreamland, Jongho opened his eyes slowly, smiling innocently up at you which only got you more riled up. Pulling you down for a brief kiss, Jongho then licked his dry lips, every little action making it harder for you to hold back.

“Babe?”

“Yeah?”

Jongho’s hand dropped as he played with his fingers nervously, not sure how to phrase his thoughts.

“I..i think i’m ready. To go all the way..”

You smiled softly at Jongho and shook your head.

“All it took was one wet dream for you to crack? I thought you’d be stronger than that Jongho.”

Jongho gulped as he stared at you with wide eyes.

“H..How did you-”

You just pressed a finger to his lips and smiled.

“It doesn’t matter, it’s okay. I can wait, Baby.”

“But i don’t want to anymore Y/N, i’ve been thinking about this for a while..”

Pursing your lips, you stared at Jongho’s pleading face, debating whether you should do it or not.

“Once we do this Jongho, we can’t take it back. Are you still sure you wanna do this now?”

Jongho smiled, nodding as he ran a hand through you hair before nestling his head into your neck and starting to kiss it. He was skillful at persuading you with his mouth, yet never going past marking your neck. You had wondered every now and then what else that mouth of his could do. Tilting your head you sighed at the feeling, still unsure. Sensing this, Jongho nibbled at your earlobe before whispering into it.

“Take me Y/N. Make me yours.”

This was all it took for your strength to crack, your hand snaking up to pull Jongho’s head back roughly by his hair before starting to mark his neck, heading straight for his sweet spot. Butterflies erupted within you as Jongho held your waist tightly before letting his big hands roam, impatient and needy after his dream. Chuckling, you tugged harder on his hair, making Jongho let out a loud moan as you kissed his cheek repeatedly. You then smiled at Jongho before licking your lips at him.

“Don’t worry Baby, i’m gonna take my time to savour you so you remember this forever.”

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uraveragelonelyhuman · 1 year

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Marlon, Mitch And Louis x Reader Who Gives Them Random Things

MARLON

He would be a little confused at first

He thought you were either going to throw it at him or just show it to him real quick

Bur when you opened his fist and gave it to him before walking away he was confused as hell

Stood there for a few minutes trying to figure out if it was a trap or trick

When you didn't come back hw messed with it in his hand for a second

He then walked back up to his office/room

He opened a drawer and empties its contents before placing your single bottle cap inside

His collection has now grown tremendously

Uses them for little decoration sometime

Rosie also really likes them

Will never destroy them

Marlon once placed it on her nose as she just stared at it

Has one on her collar now

Just a single pink bottle cap with the initial R on it

Cherishes them forever

"Hey, Marlon!" The boy looked up as he saw you walking over, sitting on the desk in front of him.

"Hey, got any more souvenirs?" He asked. You shook your head. "No, not today. I think I found them all." You laughed.

"Then we'll just have to find more. My drawer is still kinda small." He shrugged, you looked at him utterly confused.

"Your drawer? What's in your drawer?" You asked. "The bottle caps and rocks." Marlon answered, not looking up from the drawer out map.

You still were confused, you stood up, walking around the desk and opening the top drawer.

Your eyes widened to see all the bottle caps and pretty rocks you had collected piled inside.

"Marlon," you started, your boyfriend finally looking up. "What?" He asked, you holding up a hand pull of the bottle caps.

"You saved them all?" You asked, looking up at him with a smile. "Yeah, why wouldn't I?" He chuckled, letting out a yelp as you lunged at him, hugging him.

"U didn't know you kept them!" You laughed, Marlon chuckling as he hugged you back.

"I'm getting more!" You said, pulling away from the hug and heading towards the door, waving over your shoulder.

Marlon shook his head.

He didn't mind adding more of your findings to his collection.

MITCH

He was also shocked

But he didn't know what to do with it

He kinda was questioning giving it back

Until he looked at your smiling face

You looked so proud of the single bottle cap you had found

You even painted it and added your initials

The first conversation went a little like this

"Mitch!"

"What?"

"Here!"

"....Y/n, what am I supposed to do with a bottle cap?"

"Keep it. I painted it, look!"

"...Okay then."

You were confused as you watched him walk off, stuffing his hand with the bottle cap in his pocket

You missed the small blush on his face though

It's his little good luck charm now

Even if he would never admit it to anyone

Whenever he's on a run?

His hand is in his jacket pocket, holding the bottle cap

"You still have this?" You asked, pulling your hand out of your boyfriend's pocket where you were holding hands to see the bottle cap.

"Why in hell wouldn't I?" Mitch asked, making a face as he took the bottle cap back. "I just thought you wouldn't have it anymore." You chuckled.

"Well, you're wrong." Mitch stated, going back to carving his weapon as you shook your head, leaning into his side to watch.

What you didn't know was that his hand was still in his pocket, fidgeting with the bottle cap.

LOUIS

Boy wasn't confused or nothing

He loves you

He loves anything you give to him

You find any that weren't even for him?

He took them

No questions asked

Absolutely worships them

Takes them as a token of your love

Keeps them in the finest condition known to man

Treats them better than anything

Has a entire little basket for them

Keeps them under his bed

Rotates between them all in his pockets

His little charms

If I do say so myself

Uses them as gifts sometimes too

Got some glue and stuck them to a little board to say

"Louis is the best"

He gave it to you for your anniversary

You thought it was a gag gift but loved it anyway

Now is stuck on your wall for eternity

"Y/n! I made the best gift." Louis stated, handing you the board as you stared at it for a second.

"Louie, what is this?" You asked, chuckling.

"My amazing name? You should be lucky." He stated, smug as you shook your head. "Yeah, this is going on the wall."

"Of course it is! It was either way." Louis stated, taking it back to stick it on the wall.

"Best anniversary ever." He stated, his hands on his hips as he backed away to admire his handy work.

Behind him you laugh, face palming at the boy.

#twdg mitch x reader #twdg mitch #twdg marlon x reader #twdg louis x reader #twdg x reader #the walking dead game season 4 #the walking dead game x reader #the walking dead #twdg #twdg louis #twdg marlon #reader insert #11111111111

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acemapleeh · 1 year

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The Fog of the North End of the World

Summary: Alfred and Matthew were supposed to go out on a pleasant kayak ride off the coast of Vancouver Island. When the fog rolls in, a reminder is placed on where they stand between humanity and the supernatural. This was written as my contribution to the Together in Unity: HWS NA Brothers Zine. Characters: America, Canada Word Count: 1988 Warnings: Some Disturbing Imagery Read on ao3

Mid-June 1993, Cadboro Bay, British Columbia, Canada

“I thought you checked the weather reports before we came out here.”

“And I did.”

“And you didn’t think it was important to tell me fog was in the forecast?”

“I didn’t think it would be this bad!”

Matt groaned and the only reason Alfred could see his brother throw his head back, face buried in his hands, was because their kayaks were pressed together, some rope keeping Matthew from drifting away. The fog had rolled in quick, thick as cotton, and completely blanketed the harbor. They were in Matt’s waters and his deck compass said they were facing west, but the harbor was full of other vessels much larger than them. Going back to shore in these conditions would be a long, tedious task even with six flares and proper navigation tools.

Alfred yawned and stretched his arms back. “You know Mattie, I’m starting to believe this so-called ‘Caddy’ doesn’t exist, or if it does, it’s long swum out to sea by now anyway.”

“Well, it won’t be the first time we’ve come out here for nothing,” said Matthew agreeably. “There were just so many reports recently. A baby was released in the San Juan Islands not that long ago and I’m thinking that’s what people are spotting up here.”

“Since when did you care about this kind of stuff? You sound like the old man,” he snarked. Then, as if reciting from a script, he continued. “There have been a number of sightings of an unknown creature off the shores of Vancouver Island, large bones spotted on the beaches, a few alarming and terrifying photographs have been submitted to us- enticing the like of cryptozoologists across the country.”

Matt had always been able to see the creatures lurking past the thin veil of the supernatural. It hardly affected his day-to-day life, not nearly giving them the same time of day as Arthur would. Alfred had all but blocked that ability since he was still unbreeched. “Why do I get the feeling you’re not taking any of this seriously?”

“Do you really want me to answer that?”

Matt let out another groan and began untying the rope between them. “We should start heading back, it’ll be dark on top of this fog if we don’t get moving,” Matt proposed, pushing himself in the direction of home. “I’m sorry for wasting your time, Al. I was sure we would find something.”

“No biggie. Dunno why you even bothered inviting me to help you.” Alfred rolled his eyes. “I don’t know what you ever expect to find out here other than trees bro.”

“I don’t know, just, didn’t want to be out here alone I guess.”

“Remember the last time you asked for my help trying to track Bigfoot?”

“Yes, all you did was bring a case of beer up and make unseemly ape noises and nearly got yourself shot by a hunter.”

The two paddled on, chattering quietly together, Alfred eager to get off the water and get back to Matt’s place in Victoria. Some mist had settled in fully, dampening his hair and chilling the back of his neck. Their thermoses had gone cold and empty by now; a bowl of clam chowder and hot coffee felt like the only things in the world that could warm him up.

Along the mild waters, they traversed and as more time passed, Alfred became increasingly aware that they hadn’t come across a single boat or even other kayakers. They hadn’t even spotted the glimmering lights of the harbor.

He was about to ask Matt what the deal was when something began to take shape in the fog.

A pine forest loomed above the water though Alfred’s eyes struggled to focus on the trees, a part of him believed that it was something other than the fog that prevented him from seeing what was before him. Waves lapped gently and invitingly on the shore and in the distance, there was the eerie and haunting call of a loon.

Matthew was mouthing something to himself and repeatedly tapped his compass. There was no way they could be in the Haro Straight, which was east of where they were supposed to be going, and none of the islands in that direction looked like this.

“Hey… Matt? Where are we exactly?”

Matthew didn’t answer but gave Alfred that strange, tilted owl-like expression that said he should know exactly where they were, before shoving himself toward the shore.

Alfred stared at the paddle in his hands for a moment before putting the end of it in the water and pushed back, moving forward just behind his brother.

Something in his throat prevented him from calling out Matt’s name.

Instead.

A quiet breath of cold air through chapped lips.

The water seemingly guided his kayak to shore by some unseen, subtle force.

They pulled up on the beach in silence, the pebbles crunching under their kayaks and the summer water bit like frost at Alfred’s ankles.

As they stepped ashore, there was a shadow in the fog, a shape with edges out of focus and fuzzy.

Something foreboding and wrong.

He could feel his father’s hand on his shoulder pulling him away, begging him to return to the sea.

Frozen in his spot, Alfred held his breath but Matthew was no longer beside him.

Turning back, he saw the fog coming in, beginning to swallow the pebbly beach and driftwood that stretched a mile long.

The fog felt thicker than before, curling and reaching, and the forms of drowned spirits took shape.

A chill from his youth tenderly caressed his cheek and Alfred bolted to the tree line.

It was instantly dark but somehow, a trail was found.

A park trail.

The wooden sign was labeled in a language he didn’t understand.

The trees creaked and groaned.

There was no wind.

Alfred looked down to his feet as he walked forward along the winding path, acutely aware that something was watching him.

Squashed Saskatoon berries lay scattered like fallen soldiers of the Great War.

He quickened his pace, only briefly eyeing the oddities that attempted to enter his field of vision.

The only one he focused on and approached was one that was this tall and lanky thing with eyes that sometimes seemed too sunken in and large for its face.

“Matthew. Hey man, talk to me. What the hell is-”

But there was that look in Matthew's eyes, the one that told Alfred he was meant to be somewhere very far away. The look that said that he was Canada above Matthew and that he, alone, was this land. A land inhabited by creatures more ancient than they could fathom that Alfred could only just barely make out in the reflection of his brother's glasses.

A look that said that they were more like them.

A feeling that crept inside them all but one that Matthew was more than accepting of letting take over.

Matt’s desperate need of a haircut curls spilled over the collar of his brightly colored windbreaker that, somehow, looked wrong on him and he must have felt the same.

Matthew’s jacket fell softly onto the leaves at his feet; his backpack was already there.

He quickly snagged Matt's hand before it could reach for anything else.

Even he couldn't always brush off the feeling the trees of Cascadia gave him. It was a blurry portion of their borders even with the six-meter divide between their forests. The further up North he went, the deeper into Canada he got until it was impossible to tell the difference. In the dense fog and even denser foliage, it was all too easy to lose yourself.

Pine needles fell like rain but the source of the shaking trees was still unknown.

But what concerned Alfred most was as he watched them fall, they never quite hit the floor. They were falling onto something, creating a shape in between a pair of burnt trees.

He tried to let his eyes glaze over it, to wait until it was on its way.

The shape of a bear began to take form.

Alfred was about ready to shove Matt back and pull out one of the flares from his pack when his brother tightened his hold, pulling Alfred back a step and telling him to stay quiet.

A scream stuck in his throat when he felt wet tentacles grab hold of his neck and there was a sudden weight on his shoulder. Matt kept his grip steady and soon the feeling was gone.

Alfred closed his eyes, willing whatever place Matthew had led them to was nothing more than a joke or bad dream. He was still in bed, they hadn’t gone out on their trip yet, he was waiting for the delicious smell of his brother’s pancakes and peameal bacon to rouse him from bed to start the day.

Something breathed on his arm.

Alfred jerked his hand from Matt’s hold and turned to face him, glaring. “Okay Mattie, this is all super funny. Har har, good one. You got me. Let’s bounce already, yeah? I’ve had more than enough spooks. It’s not even October man.” He took a step away and rubbed his eyes, hoping his normally unseen world would return.

“Alfred, I’m sorry I-”

“Eat my shorts dickweed! I’m going home!”

The worn path was found once more and along with it, the smell of a cooking fire lead him away from the sorry excuse for a joke Matt had set up.

Seeing that humble cabin built with red cedar bark was such a reliving site that Alfred hardly paid any mind to the blood-red smoke puffing steadily out of the chimney. Two women paused in their daily chores as he approached, the closer one smiling at Alfred from ear to ear. “Are you lost young man?” she called sweetly; her clothes matched the home behind her.

He was about to go into the details of how his brother got them both lost when the second woman stepped out from behind the sheet that had been hung to dry.

Her face was all bone and skulls were attached to her belt.

Alfred found his scream just as Matthew appeared at his side, yanking on his arm, encouraging him to run.

“Come and devour them,” the inviting woman commanded.

“Eat, eat, eat,” Alfred could hear being called from snapping mouths, leaves crunching in step with their own in chase.

Matthew wouldn’t let him turn to face whatever the source was.

His ears picked up the fluttering of massive bird wings and the cries of a starving raven, Matt’s encouraging voice only just loud enough to be heard above them.

Branches cut their cheeks as they ran from the trees, soon they were skittering on the pebbled beach, fumbling back inside their kayaks.

Alfred eyed Matt carefully as the fog swallowed them up once more, fearing the feral part of him that lurked just under the surface- even if this particular trip had only been an elaborate joke.

The forests of the North were made of death, regardless, the smell of decay was hidden in the rain and pine.

Even when they’re miles away, back into a new and modern stretch of water, forest, and fog, the lure of the unknown never truly faded.

“We’re not so different from them Alfred,” Matt said quietly as they tied their kayaks to the roof of his car. “I know you try and forget that.”

Alfred secured the knot tightly, the rope burning his palm. “And you remember it a little too often.”

He wouldn’t admit to the depths of his fears.

It wasn’t just the creatures that haunted humanity that unnerved his very core.

It was the fact that Matthew was right.

He caught his reflection in the side mirror.

His eyes really were too blue to be human.

No wonder he had been tried as a witch.

#hws america #hws canada #hetalia #writing #ace writes

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kayventa · 4 months

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(Finncest)

I Can’t Believe I Loved You

Chapter Two: I’m Okay

“Heh, I bet he’s looking for me this very second.” Fern wonders. “Probab-” “FERN!!! THERE YOU ARE!!! I’VE BEEN LOOKING EVERYWHERE- Oh, hey Hw.” Jake exceeds. “Hey man.” She nods.

INFO!!

Huntress Wizard!!

(HW)

??? years old

She/Her/They/Them/Saige

Finn’s GF

Rad and Straight (guys)

“Hey Jake..” Fern looks away. Jake looks at Fern.

Meanwhile,

“Hey Doc- Finn?? Why are you here??” Ice King complains. Finn stares for a moment before clearing his throat. “So what’s been bothering you?” Finn takes out. pen and clipboard. “Uh, well my back aches and everything smells like licorice- except for licorice, which tastes like-”

Finn jumps onto the hospital bed and cracks Ice King’s back. “ACK!” He yelps. “So how do you feel now?” Finn asks, standing on the bed. “I feel…GREAT!!!” Ice King floats around the room. “I FEEL 500 YEARS OLD AGAIN!!!” Finn smiles thinking he’s doing his job well.

CRASH!!

“Yikes! I’ma get outta here!” Ice King yells as he flies out excitingly. “FINN!!” Jake smashes in holding Fern. “Hey buddy, y’know what? How about you have Fern help you?” He then stumbles out. “Ah.” He smacks his lips. “How about you just sit until I need you?” Fern gets up. “Okay..”

Patient after patient, Fern just watches. Until finally, something interesting happens. “When I drop this sword: Susan’s hero reflexes will kick in! Any questions?” One doctor puts his hand up but another doctor puts it back down. “No no, I wanna see where this goes.” Finn drops the sword. Doctor Princess walks in. “Hey guys, I’m back fr- WHAT THE FLIP??” She throws her glasses, knocking the sword from hitting Susan. “FINN!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING??!!” “I’ll tell you.” Fern volunteers from the chair in the corner. “Susan would’ve been fine. In fact, she might have even woke up.” Doctor Princess hesitates. Then exhales. “Both, out now. I’ll take care of this.” Finn returns her coat and both boys leave the Candy Kingdom hospital. They both share an awkward silence.

“Would Susan have woken up from that? I mean, yeah I guess what I did was stupid but…would it have worked?” Finn wonders. “I doubt it, I just wanted to get out of there as soon as possible.”

“Be NICER..”

Fern sighs. “So, how’s your day been?” Finn hesitates. “I dunno, it was alright, I guess. “Same here.” He replies. Another awkward silence formed in between them. “Should I call Jake to pick us up?”

“Make him think you CARE!! Hang out with him!!”

Fern sighs again. “How about we go somewhere?” “Really? Where?” “Hmm, I think HW wanted to see you or something?” Finn’s face reddened a bit. “Ah, okay…Let’s go then!”

Later,

“HW????” Finn screams into her house.“Shush she’s probably tryna sleep!” Fern loudly whispers. Yet Finn talks loudly again. “Trust me, she doesn’t sleep during the day.” Fern looked around concerned. “Well then what if she’s busy right n-” “Hey guys.” HW pops up behind them. They both scream but then calm down. She sways her left hand and the branched door opens. “Heh, so you weren’t home!” Fern chuckles to himself and eyes Finn. “Do you two wanna come in or?” “Oh! Yeah sure!” Finn agrees and looks at Fern with a face that would read ‘did she really ask for me?’ They both walk in and sit on the floor by a river steaming through the house. HW sits across from them as she crosses her arm.

Intimidating…

“Why did you come? Do you need something? If you need food, there’s some in the pantry.” Finn looks at Fern. “Oh uh, Finn wanted to see you?” Fern lied. Finn’s face became a little flustered but still in disbelief. HW relaxed herself and stares at Finn for a moment before chuckling to herself. “I knew you were ‘totally in love with me’.” Finn looks away a little more flustered. “Hey that reminds me,” HW’s mind starts to wonder off. “People wanted to know to know what’s going on with you, Fern. You are nothing like Finn.” She reveals. “What?! How am I nothing like him?!” Fern questions angrily. “Well you are quiet, lazy, and anybody rarely seems to see you around.” HW explains. Finn chuckles. “Wah…WHAT???” Fern’s face displays visible anger while Finn breaks out laughing. Fern covers his face. “Fern! She’s just concerned!” Finn tries to comfort his doppelgänger while still snickering. Then, a loud bang noise is heard outside and HW goes put to check what was. Meanwhile, Finn is left to try and cheer up Fern. He lifts Fern’s head up and pushes it to where Fern is laying on the ground. He pats Fern’s forehead for a bit. “Do you feel better now?” He asks in a dollish yet comforting tone. “Yeah..” HW comes back in with a dead rabbit and a dead bird. “I think the bird thought my house was a normal tree. Is Fern better now?” She asks, tossing the carcasses into the pantry area. “Fern you okay?” She asks again as she sits next to Finn, crisscrossed. “Yeah, I’m good…” Fern looks away as he speaks. HW looks outside to see that it’s already getting dark. “I think I’ll be heading to bed now,” she looks over at the boys. “Use the sleeping bags if you need to.” She mentions. Fern sits up with a thumbs up in hand. HW then softly kisses Finn and walks off to her sleeping room. (Can’t call it a bedroom if there is literally no bed.) Finn puts a hand on where she kissed and blushed a bit as he turned to watch her leave. “Lovebirds, huh?” Fern asks with a grin. Finn turns back to Fern with an annoyed face. “It’s nothing serious.”

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