#why cant i just live snack to delicious little snack

[stormstruck-angel]

back from a 2 week holiday and I have to get groceries and I have no idea what I eat

#prsnl #having to feed myself for survival and not just for funsies is the absolute worst part of being a person #what do you mean i have to eat a minimum of 2 meals a day and they have to have some sort of nutritional value #why cant i just live snack to delicious little snack #i think i was living on tinned tuna and muesli bars before i left and i no longer wish to eat either of those things

[fir3ylolol]

hi fir3y :3333 can we have more johnny cage x camera stuff (anything related, nothing specific; cameras in house, recording w phone etc) w him having a long time crush for y/n 😁 kind of like how you did w smile! you're on camera (i cant remember if i sent this if i already did im sorry 😥😥)

dazed and confused

pairing: Johnny Cage x Reader

summary: it's been a while since you've seen your good friend johnny. but what happens when long-time crush mixes with weed?

tw: vaginal sex, vaginal penetration, oral sex, blowjob, eating out, cunnilingus, long-time crush, weed usage, intoxicated sex, loss of inhibitions, praise, filmed, sex tape, cumming inside, cum eating, putting on a show, whimpering men heheheh, afab!reader, gn reader

a/n: YAYYY finally another post!! its been forever. this was requested by @keiiikomegumi. gotta love men who fall hard and fuck desperately O.O also i think this is the longest fic other than we want you! ive ever written lol

word count: 2.65 k

Ao3

It’s been about 3 weeks since you last saw Johnny, which kinda sucks. He’s always a lot of fun, and you’ve been really stressed lately. So when you get his text reading, “come over 4 dinner, we can chill 0.o”, you quickly respond, “see u thennn”. You leave shortly afterward, excited to finally relax. You roll into his driveway after about 30 minutes of driving, seeing Johnny’s shadowed figure standing in the doorway. You hop out excitedly, walking over and capturing him in a tight hug. He laughs, hugging you back just as tight. “Hey! I’ve missed you, it’s been wayyyy too long. Come in, I’ve already got some food ready.” You walk in, drinking in the familiar sight of his home. You see the table set, two spots right next to each other, with a suspicious look on his face.

“So what do you have in store for me?” You sit down, watching as he disappears into the kitchen. “Well, I know you’ve been under a lot of pressure lately, and so have I. So…” He walks out, a large silver plate covered with a cloche. “I figured we deserved a treat,” he says with a smirk, lifting it and revealing two brownies. Realization hits you hard. You see, this is California, and if there’s any pastime Californians love, it’s getting high. Johnny is no different; in fact, he likes edibles more, since he says smoking will “damage his star-quality voice and flawless skin.” But he lives a stressful life, and he needs a break just as much as you. So seeing two, delicious-looking brownies on separate plates, you know exactly why you were invited. And you nearly cry.

“Johnny…” you smile up at him, “thank you. So much.” His eyes light up, placing the plates down for you two as he sits down next to you. “Yay, I knew you would be happy! Ok, I’ve got plenty of snacks in the fridge and cold ass water, so we’re set.” He picks his brownie up, and you follow, clinking them together like glasses before taking a bite. It’s rich, fudgy, and absolutely one of the best brownies you’ve ever had. With a mouthful of food, you try to speak, “Schit manm, ‘his is schoo good.” He laughs at you, finishing his bite before speaking, “It’s been barely a month and you’ve forgotten your manners?” You smack him lightly, before standing up and getting a glass of water, downing the whole thing. He follows you, giving you a big hug from behind. He’s rocking back and forth, face buried in your neck. He’s always been more touchy with you than his other friends, but you don’t mind. He’s warm and gentle and always smells fancy. But you laugh, rocking with him. “The room’s already spinning, oooooh.” He lifts you slightly, walking through the kitchen. “You’re so high, oh noooo!” He set you down, laughing still. “You’re so much fun, I missed you.”

You feel a slight twinge in your heart, the words must mean more to you than it does to him. You’ve been a little glad not to see him honestly, but only because your feelings for him have gotten that intense. A break was just what you needed, but now? When you’re going to be wasted and he’s just so nice and so close? You might break. But for now, you appear cool laughing as well before managing to say, “I missed you too” without seeming suspicious. And you start to fall into the same routine as usual, he leads you to the couch to chill together and watch something fun. He used to go to the cinema room, but once he got too high, watched Rambo on the big screen, and had a panic attack. Plus, you can’t cuddle in there, and he can’t stand for that, loudly declaring that he’ll rip the chairs out every time you two go in there. But he never does. You two end up talking about the weeks you didn’t see him. He’s been working on a new film, but won’t reveal any details other than it’s “based on a super true story”. And he laments how hard you’ve been working, trying to convince you again, “You should just quit and hang with me all the time. It would be awesome.” But alas, you turn him down again, as tempting as it is.

Before you know it, it’s been almost two hours, and you’re definitely feeling it more, the buzzing in your brain is a little louder, and Johnny’s touch gives you more goosebumps. But he leans back suddenly, looking you up and down. “Wait, I just realized, I can’t remember the last time you told me one of your famous bad date stories. What’s going on?” You fluster at his words, so direct and to the point that you can’t think for a second. You finally manage to speak again, your tongue feeling a little too heavy, “I’ve just been busy, man.” He scrunches up his face, thinking deeply. “When was the last time you got some? You know…” He nudges you, eyebrows raised suggestively. You take an embarrassingly long pause before speaking again. “...a year.” 

He leans forward, directly in front of your face. “A year?! How are you even alive??” You push him as playfully as you can, completely flustered by the whole thing. “Quit it, it’s not funny!” He sighs dramatically, splayed out across the couch. “So what’s up? Someone catch your eye or something?” You pause again, trying not to look at him, but your mouth betrays you. “Yeah, maybe. But it’s fine, he doesn’t like me like that.” He scoffs, head still tipped back, “What an idiot. You’re awesome. He’s really lucky I don’t just snatch you away for myself.” His whole body freezes as if he said something he didn’t mean to. You look at him, eyes wide and muscles tense. “W…what?” You ask tentatively. But he stands up, walking away while waving his arms around, “Nothing, nothing. Don’t worry about it.” But you can see the tips of his ears are bright red, and he’s tapping his foot on the ground, something he only does when nervous. You stand up and walk over, staying behind him. “Johnny, it’s something. Just tell me, it’ll be ok.” He takes a deep breath before speaking, still turned away from you. “I said he was lucky I didn’t take you for myself. I didn’t mean to say it, but honestly, it’s true. I mean, what kind of idiot doesn’t like the most stunning person alive? I just…I said too much, and I didn’t want to weird you out because you’re such a great friend and…” He’s babbling on, saying way too much and not making a ton of sense.

But you grab his hand lightly, which causes him to turn around. His eyes are watery, his cheeks and the tip of his nose are red, and his mouth is scrunched up in a frown. You can’t help but smile at him, squeezing his hand tighter. “Do you like me, Johnny?” He nods like a child, free hand coming up to wipe his eyes. “I like you too,” you say with a smile, no longer nervous or guilty of your feelings. He sniffles, looking at you with his wide brown eyes, “Really? You do?” As you nod, he sort of snaps back to usual, but not in a performative way, in a happy way. “Well of course you do! Who could resist all this?” He smiles before pulling you into a tight hug. “Thank you,” he whispers in your ear before he pulls away. But not fully, as you two lock eyes, and the air grows thick again. You swallow hard, eyes darting across his face nervously. He cups your face with his left hand, and slowly leans in, pressing his lips to yours. It’s exactly like him, warm and gentle, and it makes you dizzy. In fact, you feel your knees buckle slightly, which he laughs at into the kiss. As he pulls away to breathe again, you can’t help but feel hungry for more. You’ve only gotten a taste of what you’ve wanted for so long, and it’s very appetizing.

Johnny quickly pulls you back to the couch, barely able to think before you find yourself on his lap, hands wandering around your back, eyes locked onto yours. His touch is even more intoxicating than normal, with heavy breathing and racing hearts shared between you two. One hand reaches your neck, pulling you back in. But he’s not as gentle this time, like he’s trying to devour you whole. His other hand is on your hip, guiding you to grind against him slowly. Your hands wrap around his neck loosely. He groans into your mouth, squeezing tighter. You feel his tongue in your mouth, desperate for more of you, more than there is. You can feel yourself growing wetter, so high that your previous inhibitions are gone. Everything is happening so fast, and you’re starting to feel desperate.

He finally breaks away, panting heavily, before looking at you needily. And with how pretty his flushed face is and how badly he wants you, you can’t help but slide down to the floor between his legs. His pupils are blown out, a smile twitching at the corners of his mouth. He tries desperately to pull his pants down quickly, struggling slightly.  But he finally frees himself, cock bouncing out as the angry red tip leaks out. He’s embarrassed, turning his head away slightly, but keeping his eyes locked on you. You have no time to tease, absolutely hungry for him, for this. You take him in your mouth, getting most of the way down before you stop, looking up at him sweetly. He gasps, eyes wide and hands clutching at the couch cushions. You start to move, swirling your tongue around him as you keep a steady pace. His eyelids are fluttering, and very quickly he darts his hands out to grab your face lightly, bringing you up to face him. “C-can I film you? I just…I’ve wanted this for so long and you just look so pretty and I just…I don’t want to forget this, any detail of this.” 

You nod lazily, a smile spreading across your lips as you watch him scramble for his phone. He holds it up, hands shaking as he starts filming. You decide to put on a show for him, looking up through your lashes as you go down again, able to get almost all the way down, gagging slightly. He white knuckles the phone, staring at you intensely. His other hand comes up, grabbing your hair in one hand. His voice rasps out, “Wanna see that face, all of it. God, you’re so good at this. Fuck…” He sighs as you reach your hand out, starting to stroke him as you lean your head down, licking at his balls. He jumps slightly, but the most lovely whine escapes his lips, so you continue, trying to overwhelm him with pleasure. And overwhelm him you do, as he starts squirming back and forth at the intensity of it all, more heady whines. He finally remembers to hold the camera steady, trying to still himself. But as you go down again, rapid and sloppy moves, eyes watering as you look up again, his grasp on your hair tightens. He cries out as he cums, shuddering as you keep going, swallowing it all. You pull off with a pant, looking into the camera and sticking out your tongue to show what you did. He’s breathing hard, letting go of your hair and going slightly slack on the couch. But he tugs at your shirt, pulling it over your head. Even fucked out, he wants more.

You stand up, half-naked, and he tries his hardest to get your pants off too. But his hands are too shaky, and he’s trying to keep his grip on the camera. So you step back and slowly peel them off for him, and you can see his cock twitch slightly at the sight of you. You climb back on top of him, kissing him gently. But he leans to the side, propping the phone against the arm of the couch, and flips to the front camera. He shuffles down a little, leaning slightly to pull his pants down further as you pull his shirt off, wanting to feel his warm skin against yours. He kisses your cheek, and down your neck, reveling in the way you arch your back at the feeling. He whispers out shakily, “You ready? Gonna put a show on for me?” You nod, head dizzy again, as he rubs himself against you, audibly groaning at the feeling. He has no time to waste, sinking into you with a heady whimper. You gasp, taking a second to adjust to him, feeling his hands cling to your hips.

But it’s not long before he’s bucking up into you, using his grip on you for leverage. He’s bit down on your shoulder, whimpers slipping out. Your arms are behind his neck, clinging to him like your life depended on it. You feel him let go, raspy whispers in your ear, “You’re so hot, shit, so tight around me. You like putting on a show for me? Yeah?” You nod, moans pushed out at the force he’s moving now. His voice is shaking more now, but he can’t stop talking, “Shit, I don’t know if it’s the weed talking or what, but you’re so fucking good. Can’t believe I didn’t tell you sooner-” He’s cut off, a whimper as he manages to push deeper, completely enveloped in you. He’s losing his mind, hands wrap around your back for more leverage. But it’s not long before he’s cumming again, a whine as he pushes you down as far as he can. He’s trembling more, heavy pants in your ear. But finally, he’s lifting you and setting you down on the couch. Both of you are breathing heavily, trying to calm down after everything. 

That is until he grabs the phone and puts it in your hands. Confused, you look at him, but suddenly, he’s between your thighs, kneeling on the ground. “Can’t leave you wanting, especially after all that.” He dives in, with no sense of patience, as he sucks at your throbbing clit. His fingers pump inside you, your wetness mixing with his cum. You keep the camera on his face, legs pushed apart as you flinch at your sensitivity. He’s looking up at you, sweet eyes locked on you. He lets go slightly, mumbling into you, “Good job, baby, you’re doing such a good job.” You’re moaning, high-pitched, and slipping from your lips. He’s whining into your sopping cunt, vibrations against your clit causing more jumps. But you cling to him, eyes screwed shut as you cum hard, feeling his tongue lapping everything up with fervor. He finally separates from you, sitting down on the couch with an exhale.

He takes the phone, stopping the recording as he puts his arm around you. “I’ll save those for later,” he says, making you giggle slightly, but you’re quite tired. “We should get high more often, huh?” You snuggle into him, enjoying the feeling of his heartbeat under your ear. “Maybe. But hey, those videos better not get leaked or anything.” Your words cause him to whine out, slightly annoyed. “Come on, you know me! I would never. Besides…it would make too many people jealous, you know? Such a pretty thing like you, all for myself.” You laugh again before looking up at him, sleepy but happy eyes. “You’re stuck with me now, by the way.” He hugs you tight, squeezing you with a wide smile on his face. “I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

#johnny cage x reader #johnny cage #mortal kombat #mk x reader #x reader #johnny cage smut #afab reader #johnny cage mk1

[bucketofjuice]

8.22.23

6:40pm- aww so aesthetic today when i was talking to my dad I turned around and saw him holding his phone to his ear to hear his video better <33 he also kept nodding and saying "mhm" to me like he was listening!!

ok anyways... the real reason im journaling today:

why i counted calories today <33- because im a cute little anorexic that JUST CANT LIVE without counting all the little numbers in her tiny little meals. kidding i fucking wish, but nope instead its 7 o'clock and I've already eaten 1,500 calories and I haven't even had dinner or pm snack yet. how do I know? yeah, I counted calories. why? because my fucking mom (jk ily mom) decided to take us out to boba. delicious, but SO high calorie, and therefore scary. so I went back through my food log and added up all those silly numbers. <3 oh, I'm so skinny and sick and someone should just fucking lock me up.

#ed bllog #tw ana diary #journal #diary #dear diary #eating disoder recovery #recovery #therapy #blog #ed disorder #ed not sheeren

[whitchygaythem]

A walk at night goes a bit sour

(Aka, my contribution to angsty vorblr)

Tw: violence, creepiness and hard vore (NO ONE DIES)

Darcy strolled down the street, past all the crowded storefronts, shaking her afro’s bang out of her eyes. She had a late shift at the fancy restaurant she worked at, and had finally got off. She was tired, and couldn't wait to get home, into her comfy clothes. Her workplace’s uniform was a knee length black dress and uncomfortable heels. She’d get to her apartment, probably hang out with her roommate Em. Em was Japanese, and knew what it felt like to live as a woman of color in this city. Em was also a predator, but she never made Darcy feel unsafe or like she was in danger, unlike her coworker Nico, who kept making jokes about eating her and some of the other prey workers. He also kept taking the same shifts as her, and once tried to follow her home. But soon she'd be far away from all of that, at home, with Em. The bright advertisements distracted her.

 A tall person appeared to her right and tripped her, causing her to fall backwards, her head hitting the sidewalk. Her vision blurred as she was dragged off the sidewalk into a back alley. She was thrown into a brick wall, surrounded by tall menacing figures. 

“I got yall a little snack, but you'll have to agree on who gets fed, or share her.” a lanky man let go of the back of her dress and stepped back, leaving the two larger figures. The shorter one lifted their hood

“Thanks Oyaji” Nico stepped forwards and crouched down in front of Darcy. He grabbed her face. “This ones been taunting me for so long, i cant wait-” he stopped himself to yank darcy’s head down and smell her hair. She ripped her face from his grip, only to be grabbed again, rougher this time. Nico leaned in close to her cheek and licked her face. He threw her face aside, laughing. “But I know someone who’d enjoy her even more than me.” he turned to the taller figure. “Happy early birthday Imouto, ah sorry, Emiki” Nico smiled at the taller pred. “Cant call you little sister if your taller! Eat up Emi!” the figure slunk forwards, removed their ho-

It was Em.

Em. in all her glory. 

“No, no it can't be you! Em, please!” When had Darcy's hands been bound? She was still dizzy, still dazed.  Em stepped forwards, stoic, unfeeling. She grabbed Darcy by the arm and hoisted her into the air, had she always been so tall? Darcy stared into her eyes, green meeting cold, cold black. 

“Well little sister? Dig in! She's my present to you, and trust me, she’s delicious” Em stared.

“Em, em no, please... don't” their moving in pizza party, movie binges, Em’s birthday, all of it. They were both happy then, why couldn't it stay like that?

“Just getting one last look Oniisan” Em stretched her jaw open, bigger and bigger until Darcy heard a wet pop. Em had promised she wouldn't dislocate her jaw like that since she nearly gave Darcy a heart attack with a prank last year. That promise was forgotten now. Darcy squeezed her eyes shut. she was going to die. At the hands of one of the only predators she trusted. She was dropped into Em’s greedy mouth, gone gone gone. 

Time acts strangely when you have a panic attack. All the noises were a blur except the most painful ones. The sounds of em moving on as if she never existed. Nico congratulated Em, their father congratulating both of them. Em’s happy goodbye to her family and her walk back to her apartment, no, their apartment. Darcy felt the tingle of acids on her skin. Her eyes were heavy. She fell aslee-

She woke up in her bed. Tucked in and everything. Her dark skin was covered in white bandages and band aides. Noises of cooking came from the kitchen. She swung her legs out of bed and started down the hallway, blanket draped over her shoulders.

 Em.

She was in the kitchen, frying something.

“Em?”

“Shit, Darcy i can explain”

#whitchythey writes #vore oc #lesbian vore #f/f vore #female pred #unwilling prey #unwilling vore #not safe vore #semi willing pred #semi hard vore

[milkystrawsenpai]

Since I can’t ever write an actual fic im just going to idea dump on you guys, sorry. I’m obsessed with Mitsuya rn.

tw: age gap

Slight NSFW

friends with Runa and Mana for a while, more than a few years, but you never saw Takashi that often because he was 10 years older and often at work or with his Toman buddies, so you never thought much of him. Walking home later a night from your part time job, some shady dudes approach you and try to make a move. Ew obviously, the leader tries to grab you and you push him away and kick him out of instinct, now you got 5 delinquent dudes surrounding you. The leader tears your shirt when he grabs you and throws you on the floor. you here a brrbrsorbsoommmmmmm in the distance, but you're too distracted by the dude's fist raise about to hit you... before you know it here comes Takashi on his noisy little bike crashing into the leader head first. He confronts them and he hands you his jacket to cover yourself and your ripped shirt. You look away for a split second then back to see whats happening and every single one of them lying face down totally fucked up. His back is towards you and you can see the fire coming off him, but he turns to you with a genuine smile and extends a hand to you. Still in shock you find yourself on the back of his bike on the way to house. When you reach his house it seems familiar... like oh shit this is where runa and mana live??? a mistake right??? Until the two girls come running out the front door saying Taka Nii!!! We heard your bike from a mile away- eh? y/n?? what are you doing with Taka Nii? It took you a whole minute to process that this was the infamous Takashi Mitsuya, the infamous older brother of your best friends. He turns and said "huh dont remember me? well i could never forget my sister's precious friends. Now come inside, let me find you some clothes while i patch up your shirt" ..

Scenario 2

You are about two years older than Runa and Mana and they think the world of you. It makes you blush when they comment on how smart you are or good at things you are, even if you're not and they just don't know any better. They look up to you as a college student which is why they beg and beg and beg you to help them study for interest exams. They're so helpless, how could you say no? You arrive at their house at the planned time but you receive a text from they saying they passed a dessert shop that was having a sale and those two couldnt pass up the opportunity. They instructed you to let yourself in and you could wait in Runa's room. How awkward, but its even creepier to be waiting outside their house. You grab a glass of water sighing as you enter the next room over heading towards the stairs. "Mana and Runa aren't home yet" you jolt and your head snaps around to see Taka, sitting there on the couch. Obviously startled you lose your balance and stumble backwards, spilling water all over yourself. "oho you've made a mess now" He leaves for just a brief moment coming back with one of his T-shirts. It smells so good, just like him. "come with me" without thinking about it, you follow him to his room where he turns around to face the corner to give you some privacy as you change... a very shy "thank you" comes off your lips. He pats your head and says "no problem" ... breaking the tension, your stomach growls. of course, you're starving... in between classes you haven't eaten all day. You wait in his room as he brings up some various snacks including his home made cake. It was delicious, but this idiot only brought one fork. didnt seem to bother him as he had no problem using his hands like an animal. But seeing his slender fingers, covered in frosting, connected to *HIM* ... now that made you an animal... your body is moving faster than your brain at this point and pull his fingers in your mouth. mmmm you cant decide whats more delicious, the frosting or the stupid face he's making. He *was not prepared for that* Y/N- chan.... you realize that Runa and Mana are my little sisters, that makes me 10 years older than you, you don't have to do this. (might exclude from my fantasy because idk if that part is weird or not) You couldn't even say anything at all before you're straddling him at the end of the bed. his hands on the small of your back to hold you steady. You can feel his growing erection in his pants which only made you wanna grind on him more... "are you sure about this Y/N.. I won't be able to hold back if its you.." ..."please, do it" its almost a whine. Next thing you know he flips positions so youre on the bed this time staring up at him. "you asked for this" he rips the buttons off your shirt and you gasp from the little thrill "dont worry, i can sew them back on later" WHY DOES THAT MAKE YOU SO WET, no idea but it does. His hands cup your face and he guides your mouth open with his thumb before your close your lips on it. He is just revved up by the sight. "baby that feels so good, how but your pretty lips try sucking on something else"

#mitsuya takashi #tokyorev #tokyo revengers #Mitsuya #borderline smut #I love him

[shortie-babe]

Will this work?

Fluff

Diavolo x f!reader

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“Okay, we are all going to a party lord diavolo is throwing.” Lucifer says strictly. Everyone but you rolls their eyes at him knowing it's gonna turn into a lecture. “So, you guys need to show proper manners-” mammon cuts him off “yeah,yeah we know.”

“mammmmmmon.”

“Eep-”

You start pulling on lucifer “come ooooon! I wanna goooooo!” leviathan looks at you “why are you so excited to go?!” You let go of lucifer and look at leviathan “ I wanna see diavolo.” you cross your arms “I haven't seen him in ages.” you let out a hmph.

It's not unusual for the brothers to see you get like that when there's a chance to see diavolo. I mean ever since you came to the devildom you got oddly close to diavolo fast..maybe it was just your personalities? I mean you both can act like each other to the point Lucifer believes he lives with a female version of diavolo. Which can frustrate him..alot..

You all make it to the castle. You guys got there very early because of lucifer. You hear a voice “Y/N!”...its diavolo! “DIAVOLO!” you run to him and jump in his arms to hug him. He starts spinning you around and you two laugh. The brothers are annoyed wanting your hugs to.

“My lord, be careful. Spinning too much can harm a human.” barbatos says with his usual smile on his face.

“O-oh right.” Diavolo places you on the ground and pats your head. You give him a smile.

It's been an hour and the party already started. You were dancing with the brothers for a while. Until they start fighting over you, so you make your way to a table. You see a random demon walking towards you. You don't freak out, because sometimes you forget that you're not a demon like them.

“Who left a delicious snack like you laying around?~” the random demon starts looking you up and down.

“Yes, I am quite a snack~” you flip your hair and giggle at your comment.

The demon gets confused not knowing what that meant but he goes back to normal. “Why don't you come with me then snack?~” he grabs your wrist.

“I- uh, no thank you? Can you let me go-” you yank your wrist back which makes the demon tighten his grip and it starts hurting.

“O-ok ow! Ow! Let go of me!” you scream moving your wrist around to try and loosen the grip but all it does is make him tighten the grip even more, leaving a bruise on you. Suddenly someone puts a hand on his shoulder. “Excuse me, but she's with me.”Diavolo tightens his grip, almost breaking the demon's shoulder. The action makes the demon let go of you and runs off. Diavolo grabs your hand softly so he can look at the bruise on your wrist. You look at his face and see sadness in his eyes.

“O-oh! It's fine diavolo! I’m fine” you start saying to calm him down but in reality it hurts like hell and he knows it does. Though he may need to be reminded sometimes he knows how fragile humans are.

“y/n, come on let me wrap up your wrist.” diavolo looks at you with puppy eyes.

“But, what about the party?” you ask.

“Oh, its ok barbatos is taking care of it!” diavolo gives you a comforting smile.

“Fine..” you respond. Diavolo smiles brightly and takes your hand gently leading you to the closest bathroom. You look at how your hands are together blushing at the thought of you two holding hands more often.

You two make it to the closest bathroom. Diavolo sits you on the counter and crouches down to look for the bandages in the cabinet. You kick your legs back and forth and look around the bathroom. Diavolo finds the bandages. He gets up and starts raping the bandages around your wrist. You can see a little blush on his face. You start wondering what he's thinking about.

“Diavolo..?”

“Hm?” diavolo looks you in the eyes smiling.

“T-thank you..” You look away with a blush on your face.

He takes a deep breath. He cups your cheek with his hand, the action catches you off guard. You look at him surprised with your face turning bright red.

“y-y/n..i-..” he goes quiet. “y/n..i..love you..” he looks down. You suck in air not letting it go. “But i know we wont work..i’m a demon..and you're a human..not to mention you probably only see me as a friend huh?..You’re just so..perfect..like an angel..i just cant help falling in love with you...” diavolo starts tearing up, and seeing him cry makes you start to cry. You let out the air you were holding on to and say. “D-diavolo..” you cup his face with your hands and move his head up to look at you. You give him a smile while tears roll down your cheeks “diavolo..i’d use all of my years to be with you..i-i love you too diavolo..i have for a while now..i just didn't know if you felt the same way..” You look at him in the guys. He is surprised but calms down and gives you a smile. He puts his forehead on yours. “y/n…” “diavolo..” you two share a passionate kiss breaking the kiss sometimes to just smile but go back into the kiss..

After that you two go back to the party holding hands, the brothers confused for many reasons. Why was your wrist wrapped up in bandages? And why were there tear stains on your cheeks. Can you two please stop holding hands?!

Lets just say you and diavolo were very happy together!

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Sooooo, I wanna create some nsfw stuff- like a full thing too-

But I’ve also been very sad lately-

Who knows oh well!

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me beel #obey me luke #obey me mammon #obey me asmo #obey me leviathan #obey me diavolo smut #obeyme #obey me diavolo #obey me diavolo x reader

[saberdeity]

𝐖𝐞'𝐯𝐞 𝐆𝐨𝐭 𝐘𝐨𝐮 》𝐀𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐧 𝐇𝐨𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐧𝐞𝐫

pairing》Aaron Hotchner x GenderNeutral Reader x Matt Simmons 

summary》“you don’t even have to ask, we’ve got you” 

warnings》Mentions of self hate and genuinely feeling low, Don’t read If you are triggered easily. 

word count 》1,107

a/n》This was inspired by a conversation I had with @leam-2001​! Thank you baby for the idea and for putting up with my rants 💗

(not my gifs, full credit goes to the owners) 

Work had been worse than usual, the mountain of paperwork on your desk didn’t seem to be getting any smaller even though you were working so hard to get them finished. You couldn’t pin point why you were feeling so down but everything you did wasn’t good enough for the demon inside your head. Your mind was telling you how pathetic you were, how dumb you were and how awful at your job you thought you were. 

You left work later than usual in an attempt to get everything finished. You glanced over to the clock noticing the time, Aaron and Matt would already be home and all you needed was to be in their arms, safe and sound with no troubles in that moment breaking you in two. 

Throughout the drive home you tried your hardest to keep the tears at bay but it just wasn’t happening. By the time you were walking through the door, they were freely flowing down your face. You threw your keys on the counter, chucking your bag down somewhere unknown before walking into the living room. Aaron was sat of the sofa, reading something your brain couldn’t comprehend. You looked around noticing Matt was also reading something which looked something like a case-file. Aaron’s face instantly softened when he saw the tears falling down your cheeks freely

“Baby, what’s wrong?” Aaron asked with the softest voice, his sae arms wrapping tightly around you as you clung to him, not wanting to let go of him. 

‘I’ve had the worst day” You manage to whisper, his arms wrapping around you tighter as he kisses your forehead sweetly. 

“It’s okay angel, We’ll look after you, I’ll make you your favourite dinner whilst Matt will help you shower” He says looking down at you with a small smile. You softly nodded, making your way over to Matt and jumping into his arms. 

Matt wrapped your legs around his waist, his arms wrapping securely around you. He placed a soft measuring kiss to your temple, walking into your shared bathroom and turning on the shower. He helped you out of your clothes, assisting you into the shower as you stepped over and into the bath. He reassured he’ll be right back as he hurried off to grab some clothes for you. 

After a short period of time, you found yourself sinking to the floor, your knees pressed against your chest as you sobbed. The water softly hit your shoulders as it fell to the ground. A heavy, invisible force weighed on your chest as you just didn’t feel physically strong enough to hold yourself up any longer. Matt returned, his heart instantly breaking at the sight in front of him. He slipped off his clothes, climbing in behind you as you melted against him, the feeling of his warm, soft skin against you allowing you to ground yourself a little. 

“Talk to me my love, I’m here” He whispered rubbing your arms comfortingly as he held you against him tightly. 

“I’m worthless Matt, I can’t do anything right, I cant finish the mountains of paperwork on my desk, I look and feel awful all the time and I can’t keep being strong Matt, I let you and Aaron down all the time on a daily basis and I can’t do it anymore, I can’t” You say with an utterly defeated expression in your tone. 

“Baby, you aren’t worthless at all, you’re just struggling thats all! There’s nothing wrong with feeling down. You haven’t let Aaron and I down at all, we are so incredibly proud of you and what you’ve achieved! You are one of the strongest people I know and you can do this! You just need to be reassured that you can, Aaron and I are here for you every step of the way, don’t be strong for a little while and let us take care of you” He reassured moving the hair out of your face as he kissed you softly. 

“Okay” Was all you banged to whisper as he began washing your hair, you tried not to lean back against him but you couldn’t help it after a while, for the first time that day you weren’t worried about anything, you were just enjoying the feeling of Matt’s hands in your hair. 

After he’d washed you carefully, he helped you out of the shower, wrapping the soft towel around you like a burrito. Once you were all dry, Matt gave you a pair of his sweatpants and one of Aaron’s sweatshirts encasing you in the warmth and safety even though they were hugely baggy on you. 

You walked back into the kitchen, Matt’s hand in yours as the delicious smell of your favourite food filled your nostrils causing a small smile to appear on your face for a split second. You walked over to Aaron, wrapping your arms around his waist desperately clinging to him as Matt began to get the table ready for dinner. 

“Hey Angel, did you have a nice shower with Matt?” He asked sweetly, putting the food in some dishes ready to take over to the table. 

“I did actually baby, thank you” You whispered 

“I’m glad baby, go and sit down, I’ll bring your food over” he smiled kissing you with the softest lips, making you forget about everything in that moment

You sat down at the table, your stomach rumbling at the sight of the food in front of you: realising you hadn’t eaten all dat. You took a bite of the delicious food Aaron prepared for you, instantly sighing in relief. You smile a little to Aaron and Matt before saying a huge thank you to them, appreciative of them taking care of you. 

After you had finished all of your food and helping Aaron and Matt clean up the kitchen much to their disliking. You were lead to the couch by Aaron, not forgetting about Matt you intertwined your fingers leading him over with you both. 

You collapsed onto the couch in between the two warm, muscular, perfect bodies of Aaron Hotchner and Matt Simmons. They always know just how to make you feel better, they knew how to keep you safe and they know how to keep the demon infiltrating your head at bay by proving it wrong. 

The three of you spent the rest of the evening snuggled up to one another, watching all of your favourite movies with your favourite snacks and sweets. You were completely and utterly in love with the two perfect guys, you felt like the luckiest person In the world. 

#aaron hotchner #Aaron Hotch Hotchner #aaron hotchner x reader #aaron hotch x reader #Matt Simmons #matt simmons x reader #matt simmons x y/n #Thomas Gibson #daniel henney

[alreadyblondenow]

Moments of Impact

Yuta x reader // SMUT, ANGST, fluff?, college student! Yuta, camboy! Yuta, virgin reader Summary: You got in an accident and Yuta waits for you to wake up. While waiting for you, he can’t stop thinking about the good times you’ve had together.  Word Count: 6k Warnings: Sad ending, swearing, explicit mature themes, mentions of motorcycle accident, mentions of other idols, virginity loss Note: I have a few notes, hihi.  - Everything italic and indented are flash backs. There are date stamps you won’t get lost. -This story is inspired by my favorite movie The Vow, if you haven’t watched it yet I’d definitely recommend it. It’s a beautiful film, inspired by true events.  -Another inspiration for this story is Forgotten written by @upinthestarsx3​ I will never forget that beautiful fic, so please go check it out!  -Again, I apologise in advance if there misplaced words, etc. 

Pulling up the blanket to keep himself warm, trying to fit his long legs on the small couch, forcing himself to get some sleep amidst the noice of busy nurses and doctors talking to people, Yuta tries so hard to get some rest. After doing two jobs everyday, Yuta always stays in the hospital lounge so somehow you can feel his presence. At least that’s what he thinks.

You’ve been in a coma for 3 weeks already but for Yuta it felt like its been years. He constantly blames himself for where you are now, blaming himself for not taking care of you enough. As much as he wanted to tell you “I told you so” he would rather want you to wake up and hold you.

He felt someone tap his shoulder while he’s staring at the blank ceiling. It’s your brother Mark, offering him some cheap tea from the hospital’s cafeteria. Mark is the only person in your family that he can talk to, maybe it’s because Mark was like a brother to Yuta. From the moment you introduced Yuta to your family, they quickly disagreed to your relationship. They thought Yuta corrupted you and that he’s using you for your money. After the accident, they were so mad at Yuta telling him he cant see you anymore. Of course Mark defended Yuta but he couldn’t change the decision of his parents. Now the rest of your family is mad at him, not letting him see you even after the surgery.

“Any good news?” Yuta asks Mark.

Mark shook his head, “at least she’s still pretty while she’s sleeping” Mark gets his phone and shows Yuta a picture of you sleeping soundly in the hospital bed. It hurt him.

In years of being with you, Yuta loved seeing you sleeping beside him or when you passed out on the couch after watching a movie. But this time, he never thought he would hate that you’re sleeping now. He closed his eyes letting his tears fall, remembering good memories of you sleeping.

3 YEARS OF BEING TOGETHER

It was a cold morning and you are snuggled beside Yuta, enjoying his warmth and his soft skin on you. Sleeping naked after having sex was not the best idea but you love how the both of you shivers under the thick duvet. Yuta pull up the covers over your head making the bed warmer, hugging you closer and kissing your exposed shoulders.

“You’re enjoying this aren’t you?” you teased him, hovering your leg on his side caressing his soft butt cheek.

Not saying a word, Yuta’s other hand intertwined with your free hand, while his other hand roams around your body, softly and slowly. You can feel his touch on your leg, drawing small circles with the tip of his fingers. Teasing and slowly going up to your waist and back, whispering praises how soft your skin is while his eyes are closed. You didn’t miss how he’s touching your breast carefully not to hurt you or make you sensitive.

“Sleep. I’ll see you in the morning beautiful” he whispers softly behind your ear.

After the accident, Yuta’s life turned upside down. The life he had with you was a life full of happiness even though you both have personal struggles. Unlike you, Yuta is not rich. He came from a good family in Japan, but not rich enough to provide money for both  school and other expenses. You offered him a deal one day, where he can’t actually refuse. You told him you can provide food for the both of you and the rent money, so he can focus on saving up for his college tuition. He agrees, taking your offer and he pays you back by loving you deeper everyday.

You didn’t made that deal just for the sake of being domestic, but you made that deal because you hated the idea of different girls having sex with your man. Yuta was a camboy before you came into his life, a rather popular one. Knowing that he’s having sex with different girls around the campus or with a specific someone and then coming home to you smelling like a stranger, hurts. It’s not that you’re against with the industry he’s on, but what if one day you can’t provide what Yuta wants in bed and he became sexually frustrated because of you? You always fight whenever Yuta goes live and have sex in front of many people. He always says “baby the sex I have with those girls were for money. It’s my work. No love.” Usually the fight went on for days and Yuta is the one who always accepts defeat.

Now that you’re not present at the moment, he didn’t have much choice but to go back on being a camboy. Reminiscing all the fights you’ve have regarding this issue, Yuta thought he would rather fight with you everyday just so he can hear your voice again. Being a camboy can provide all of his needs. Food for everyday, pay for the rent, money for his college fees and your hospital bills.

“Dude, my family is packed. Crazy rich. Really you don’t need to chip in money for the hospital bills.” Mark nagged Yuta when he found out Yuta was the one who payed for some of your hospital expenses.

“But I want to” is all Yuta can say as defense to Mark. “Anyway Mark, thanks for the talk. I have to go to work now.”

“Work as in…” Mark questions Yuta, giving him a look. Yuta nods, knowing all too well that Mark knew that he came back to the sex industry.

“Ugh! Dude! She’s gonna be pissed when she wakes up” Yuta waves goodbye at Mark leaving him at the hospital lounge.

On his way to the hotel where he’s going to “work” he saw these cheap chocolates you always loved and decided to buy one, with the hope that maybe you would wake up today so he could hand you the chocolate. Yuta was never a fan of chocolates, but this chocolate is delicious and this is the only chocolate he could eat. But the thing he loves the most about this chocolate is its the reason how you two met.

THE NIGHT YOU MET

It was Jaehyun’s house party and Yuta was bored to death so he decide to creep in Jaehyun’s kitchen and eat anything he could find. He was hoping to see something instant that he could cook easily without catching too much attention in the kitchen. After looking for some time, he gave up and decided to look for snacks instead. He found this chocolate wrapped in gold on the table near the beers. So annoyed that Jaehyun’s house does not have anything instant, he’s not very happy that he found a chocolate and not something that will give him a good burp. To his surprise, it was fucking delicious.

“Who fucking ate my chocolate?” you screamed trying to be heard under the loud party music. “I left it here. I was just getting a cup, then it was gone” you were practically screaming in front of your brother Mark.

Yuta felt guilty because he basically stole your chocolate. He made his way out of the party and went to the nearest store and tried to look for the exact same chocolate. Not knowing how to approach you, Yuta was nervous not to mention he got intimidated by your beautiful looks. Waiting for the perfect timing, he follows you around the party waiting for you to be alone so he could talk to you. But instead, he admires how you look good in that dress, how your hair follows your every move, your smile can light up the party, your laugh is like music to his ears. He didn’t notice he’s growing a little crush on you.

After three bottle of beers, the chocolate stays in his pocket while he chats with his friends. You notice that he’s following you around, stealing a glance from time to time, you decided to follow him when he went to the bathroom.

You waited for him to come out, and by the time he does you were somehow amazed by how beautiful he is. Fair skin, pointy nose, his hair looks softer than yours.

“I swear I didn’t mean to eat it” Yuta blurted out.

“Eat what? Sorry. I was just going to ask you why are you following me?”

He gave you a beautiful smile, one that you will never forget. He handed you the chocolate, his cheeks are turning red and his eyes somehow got smaller. You wanted to shout at him, show him your rage but his smile somehow calmed you down. “You ate it?”

“Yeah. But I went out to buy you a new one. I’m sorry. If this isn’t enough I could-“

“Ask me out” you didn’t know where that bravery come from but it felt good. You can feel your heart beating so fast, your chest could explode any minute.

And he did. For Yuta, it was the best decision he made in his fucked up life. For you, Yuta was the cherry on top of your colorful life already. Both of your worlds were completely different but you didn’t have second thoughts on giving up the world you used to know for him. Same goes for him, he made you the sun and moon of his life. You’ve been together for four beautiful years, ready to graduate from college in a couple of days and finally go to Japan to meet Yuta’s parents, stay there for a couple of months and get married with or without permission from your parents. That was the plan. Leave everything behind and live in Japan for good.  

But the accident happened.

“Hey” Charlotte snaps her fingers in front of Yuta, bringing him back to reality.

He sees Charlotte already half naked wearing only her lingerie. “Sorry. I haven’t have enough sleep” Yuta proceeds to take off his shirt.

Assembling the camera to go live in a few minutes, he tries to gather himself and focus on his work. He has been having sex with a heavy heart so his performance was a little down lately, but today he plans on putting up a show to raise more money.

Yuta was an animal in bed, but he is always gentle to you whenever you have sex. Not very vanilla, he still chokes you and spanks you from time to time whenever he’s in the mood to have rough sex. But he doesn’t degrade you and call you a slut which you think is hot. Even though you hate his last job, you still think he’s good at what he does because he’s always great in bed. That’s why you never want to share him with anyone.

Graduation came in, Yuta’s parents finally came and they were excited to meet you. Yuta didn’t have the choice but to be honest with his parents and that he’s not going back to Japan with them as planned. It broke their heart but they understood that Yuta is struggling too.

After graduation, Mark somehow convinced his parents to let Yuta visit you, it was a tough battle but Mark made it possible. He was so happy that he can finally hold your hand again and be beside you while he waits for you to wake up. You didn’t know but you graduated with honors and Yuta was the one who came up on stage to get your awards.

“Baby, at least I get to experience receiving an award even though its not mine” he laugh while his tears fall continuously. He was admiring all your hard work over the years reminiscing some moments, reminding you all the sleepless nights you’ve had, every project you needed to redo, Yuta witnessed it all. He was so proud of you but he couldn’t show it enough because of your current state. “Graduation was sadder than I thought, Imagine I wouldn’t have to see Jaehyun and Johnny’s face everyday. I never thought I’d miss those fuckers” Yuta was tucking you in bed, making sure your comfortable before leaning closer to you, lips almost touched. “Congratulations to us baby, we made it” and he kissed you sweetly, careful but full of love.  

Yuta continued to visit you in the hospital and he tries being with you as much as he can. Talking to you about almost everything even though you still show no response, for him it’s better than staying silent. He finally talked about how he got back to being a camboy again because life was hard for him when you got into the accident, but he’s finally looking a job as a college graduate and talks about it proudly.

He was so used on taking care of you, the nurses were surprised that Yuta was the one cleaning you with a warm damped towel and changing your clothes whenever he can. Of course the nurses thought Yuta was cute.

As time goes by, your parents saw the sincerity of Yuta towards you. All Yuta did was love you like he normally does even though you’re still in deep sleep. With that, Yuta didn’t expect your parents to be moved by his gestures and how he takes care of you. It was a bold move for your parents to talk to Yuta in front of you sleeping, hoping that you could hear every word they said to Yuta. “Baby, did you hear that? All is well now. We can finally get married without hurting your parents” he left a kiss on your left hand. Still no response.

One fine day of looking after you in the hospital, Yuta decided to take a peak at your journal out of curiosity. “Baby, I’m sorry I’m reading your journal now. Its just I’m so bored and I miss you so much” as he flips through the pages his eye caught this special day or rather fun night with you that he will never forget. It was the night when you two had sex for the first time, and the night Yuta took your virginity. He reads it with enthusiasm letting out soft and loud laughs whenever he reads something funny that you wrote. “I was tired, but I want Yuta to feel good” he read it out loud, the exact words written in your diary. “Baby, I wish I could turn back time just to tell you, you didn’t have to” he said while petting your head and goes back to reading.  

2 MONTHS OF BEING TOGETHER

“What do you mean you’re a virgin?” Yuta teases you pretending that he doesn’t know that you’re still a virgin.

“Stop teasing or I’ll bite your dick off”

Yuta was still laughing because you were cute, “okay okay. easy” he pulled you close. “Mark told me actually” you shrugged by the thought of your own brother betraying you.

“You’re going to be the first and last dick I’ll be having. It sucks not being your first tho.”

“Someday, you’ll be my last” Yuta intertwined your hands on his and kissed you deeply like you always want to. But the first word that he said, still lingers in your mind. Someday. Maybe he really needed to work that’s why he can’t leave his job yet.

You pull away from his kiss, biting your lower lip while stroking his. You’ve been meaning to say that you wanted to have sex with him and you decided it has to be tonight. “I know you’ve been wanting to have sex with me” you breathed deeply, “and now I’m ready” Yuta cant believe what he just heard but it would be a lie if he said he wasn’t dreaming for this moment to happen. “You sure about this? It’s not that I don’t want to- Fuck I’ve been waiting for this to happen. But we’ve only been together for 2 months. I don’t want to rush you or anything”

Everything you heard from him is plain sweet. You can’t stop blushing and you couldn’t hide it either. He noticed that you’re being shy for a moment but he loves teasing and tickling you until you’re out of breath. While he was tickling you and kissing your neck at the same time, he absentmindedly touched your clothed pussy. You felt it through your thin shorts and you let out a gasp because of what he did. You two never went further than first base because you’re still this innocent girl in Yuta’s eyes and he respects that. “Sorry- uh, fuck I didn’t mean to touch it without your consent. It’s just, maybe because of my work baby. My hands are used to do it automatically-“ Yuta was rambling already but you were just looking at him with loving eyes. “Do it again?” you asked him spreading your legs a little. Hesitantly, he came closer to you slowly, caressing your exposed legs, asking for consent to put his hand inside your shorts. You nod.

It was a feeling like no other, you thought. One touch of Yuta’s finger on your wet slit made your eyes closed and pulling closer to him. Grinding your hips with his finger inside you, Yuta thought you weren’t innocent as he thought you could be.

He hovers on top of you making you aroused and needy enough to get wet. Kissing you softly and biting you from time to time. You keep your hands lock on his long hair, giving it soft pulls that made him moan. Whispering soft i love yous whenever you have enough air in your lungs.

Slowly peeling his clothes and your clothes off, you felt kind of shy when he got you on your bra and laced panties. He continues to kiss you softly and deeply, cupping your cheeks and drawing circles along your back.

“Just promise me, you’ll make me stop if something hurts. okay?”

“I promise”

Yuta unclasp your bra and slowly teased your left boob using his point finger. Careful not to touch your nipples yet, it makes you frustrated and needy enough. Kissing the valley between your breast, down to your abdomen, he removes your panties slowly his eyes not leaving yours. Blowing his hot breath on your soaked pussy, Yuta takes his time kissing your inner thighs and blowing on your entrance again and again, enjoying how you react on his teasing.

Parting your folds with his left hand and drawing circles using his right hand, you feel your pussy get soaked even more because of what Yuta is doing. You thought you could cum here and then but the moment he finally puts his tongue on your pussy, it felt so good you wanted to savour the feeling. When he finally see that you’re relaxing, he inserts his middle finger while licking slowly against you pussy. Adding another finger he makes sure you’re wet enough for his cock.

“Baby do you have anything in mind? Anything you want?” Yuta asks hovering you again while still playing with your soaked pussy. You shook your head “Okay. Just follow my lead, I’ll be gentle as possible” all you can do is nod.

He gets the condom beside the table and rolls it on his hard cock. By the time he’s in between your legs again, he’s slowly putting the tip inside your pussy. Pushing slowly and pulling out, again and again until he’s balls deep. You told Yuta that it hurt but you didn’t want him to stop. He became gentler than ever before being comfortable enough to move inside. He kisses you and whispers countless i love yous beside your ear while waiting for your signal to allow him to move. Your giggle making you gasps, you can feel your pussy stretched like never before “still okay?” he checks on you before he moves.

You accidentally clenched your pussy and it made him moan, you thought he was crying out loud. But he smiled and told you not to do that because that can make him cum fast. It feels good laughing while in the middle of having sex Yuta thought. He never felt this way before while having sex and he’s happy he get to experience this kind of feeling through you.

He kisses your boobs while moving his hips slowly. Making you moan and scratch his back because of the amazing feeling. Hands all over your body, Yuta can’t get enough of the feeling you’re giving right now. “Baby, you make me feel like a virgin again” Yuta whispered in between gasps while his working on slow deep thrust.

Surprised when he pulls out, he gently changed your position and making you bend on all fours. You were familiar with this position, feeling kind of excited by what Yuta is about to do next. He spreads you legs wider from behind, caressing your ass cheeks before giving it bites that made you whimper and wet even more.

“Not-so-fun-fact, but this is my favorite position” he whispers beside your ear and fucks you from behind. It was different than earlier you thought, this positions makes your mouth open and it makes you let out soft moans. “feels good?” Yuta managed to ask, you moan in response. This position hits different spots inside your pussy that makes you gasps and breath for more air. You finally understood why this is his favorite sex position.

After fucking you slow and deep for a good twenty minutes, now Yuta is pounding you in some sort of animalistic way, hearing him moan behind you. He grabbed both of your shoulder making you arch against his chest. You were startled by his sudden move but lust is taking over you now. He placed wet kisses on your cheeks hearing him moan when you try moving your hips on your own. “You’re the only girl that can make me moan baby, did you know that?”

Driven by lust and his love for you, he asked permission before he does something he’s sure you will love. “Baby, just say yes. You wont regret it” he said gasping for air while you still fuck back. “just don’t hurt me baby. okay, I’m ready” you answered trying to catch your breath, feeling your hips give up.

He encircled his right arm on your waist and his left hand on your throat, choking you. To be honest, you never thought choking would feel so good while he fucks you hard. Hearing only slaps of skin around the room, your eyes rolls back when you felt a knot on your abdomen. His hand on your throat does something to you that you can’t understand, but it feels good. He felt your pussy clenched again around his dick and you finally cum. Hard. But to Yuta’s surprise you were still moving your hips against him trying to overstimulate yourself. He was surprised by your sudden action, it made him catch his sweet release and he cums inside you for the first time.

“Baby stop, I have to remove the condom now” Yuta needed to convince you in order for you to stop moving your hips. Still against his chest and his arms encircled on your waist, you felt your high go down as Yuta place soft kisses on your shoulders whispering telling you to stop. After removing the condom and cleaning you up, he didn’t expect himself to enjoy pillow talks and cuddles after sex. Maybe because its you he’s sleeping with tonight.

“You were kind of wild for a vigin. Does it hurt?” He asked looking a bit concerned while snuggling you.

You scoffed, “how can you expect me not to act wild when you fuck me so good Nakamoto Yuta?” you kiss him to lessen his guilt.

“That was the best sex ever. Im afraid I will always ask you to have sex with me from now on” he’s kissing your neck now and checking your folds if you’re still wet.

“Can I ride you?” with wide eyes Yuta stopped what he’s doing completely in shock seeing this side of you.

Yuta accepts your offer and you rode him four times that night using him to go off again and again and again. He was already tired but the view of you bouncing on his cock was so addicting and the feeling of you doing all the work because its your request makes him happy that you’re comfortable with him.

“I didn’t know you are this wild and needy. I was going easy on you earlier.” he said catching his breath after his third release for the night.

“Its fine, baby. You did great earlier.” you said catching your breath too. You were rocking your hips again, teasing his cock and making him hard again. “oh - ah!- baby you’re going to be the death of me” Yuta complains but he’s gripping your boobs already, making you moan and so turned on. You move your hips again making Yuta crumble beneath you, it makes you proud being the only girl in his life that can ruin him like this. When he close his eyes and just let you do the work, when you’re the one making him beg for more, when he furrow his brows trying to stop himself from cumming, you thought about how these are only for your eyes. And you love him for that.

When you finally stopped and flopped on his chest, Yuta seized this moment to throw the condoms as far away as he can so you wouldn’t have to ask for another round. “Baby aren’t you tired? You do know that we can still have sex after this night right? There’s no need to rush” that made you laugh. You kissed him deeply and thanked him for a beautiful night. “I will never forget this Yuta”

After that night, you and Yuta have sex comfortably whenever you want. Pretty sure you had sex on every corner of his apartment. Sometimes if you’re both lucky Mark walks on the two of you having sex on the couch and all you do is laugh. Poor Mark. Whenever you’re needy, the two of you have a little quickie in Yuta’s apartment before going back to class.

And by the time Yuta finally quit his job, he never used condoms anymore whenever you have sex. It was also the time he decided you’re the one he’s going to spend the rest of his life with. On your fourth year of being together, he talks about marriage comfortably with you. The both of you started to plan out your future together, he said he wanted three kids but he doubts that you two will stop making babies.

2 MONTHS LATER

Yuta was waiting for the nurse to finish changing your IV fluids before talking to you alone like he does everyday. “Baby it’s Jaehyun’s birthday today. I’m going to his house tonight with the guys and you know have fun like teenagers.” Yuta jokes while combing your hair.

“Its Valentines day too so, I got you a present.” He opens a red velvet box beside him and put the ring on you. He was supposed to propose to you on Valentines day to make it extra special but unfortunate events happened.

“Will you marry me?” it broke his heart hearing you not say a word. But he knew you will say yes.

“Please wake up, so you could say ‘yes’ already, okay? I’ll be back tonight, I love you.” he kissed you on the lips leaving some tears on your cheeks and heads out.

Yuta was hesitating to set foot on Jaehyun’s house because this was the last place you went to before the accident happened. He tried not to think about what happened but he can’t help it. When Jaehyun finds Yuta on his doorstep, he was quick to hand Yuta a bottle of beer and told him to enjoy the party just like old times.

It was nice having fun after being so stressed and sad with life lately Yuta thought, he felt alive again tonight. Playing beer pongs, drinking beers with the guys, dancing under loud music. He missed being this alive.

He felt his phone vibrating, he got nervous and quickly looked for a quiet place to answer Mark’s call.

“Hello. I’m at Jaehyun’s its too loud everywhere. What’s up?”

“Hyung… She’s awake”

Yuta left the party immediately and rushed back to the hospital. Your room was crowded with nurses and doctors, and your whole family is present. When Yuta stepped inside the room he cant believe you’re sitting and talking in front of his eyes. But why does it feel like you’re not excited to see him? He felt scared when Mark brought him outside the room and told him he has something to say.

“Hyung… She remembers the accident” Mark breathes in deeply, “But she doesn’t remembers you”

In that moment he felt his legs give up on him as if it forgot how to carry him upon hearing the news. He felt a little dizzy but not because of the alcohol he had from the party. It’s too much he thought. He left Mark and decided he would like to be alone for a minute. Thinking of a way how he can handle his feelings when you finally saw him and you don’t recognise him.

After three cups of coffee at the hospital’s cafeteria, Mark talked to him again. Trying to be careful with his words, he tried to explain what you remember and what’s left with your memories about Yuta. Just like Yuta, Mark was heart broken.

“We asked her whats her last memory” Mark started, destroying the tissue in front him piece by piece. “She told us about the accident, but not in detail. And that her last memory before the accident is… our trip to Paris” Mark looks at Yuta finally, “And hyung… We went to Paris three days before you guys met” Yuta was feeling sick again, he wanted to cry in front of Mark.

“But” Mark added “she remembers tiny scenarios flashing in her mind, she told the doctor something about tattoos? Do you know something about it?”

For the first time at that moment, Yuta smiled. She remembers, but not entirely, but still.

“That memory was two years ago. She was forcing me to have matching tattoos with her but I didn’t want to because of my work. And she put up a fight, throwing everything she sees at me. She didn’t know that the work that I was talking about was my internship” Mark let out a small laugh hearing the story, how stupid of you for getting mad over matching tattoos.

It was quiet for some time, maybe the both of them are still digesting what’s happening right now. Nonetheless they were both thankful that you’re finally awake. Mark brought Yuta back to your room, and left him to face you alone. Not sure what will happen when you finally see him. It will hurt Yuta, but he wanted to see you already.

The room was cold and Yuta caught you shivering when he entered the room. He gave you his blanket that he kept in the room whenever he stays over and take care of you. “Hey” he greets you softly, “This is mine, you can have it” you took the blanket with a small smile. A smile that Yuta craves to see, and it made him fell in love with you again.  

You don’t recognise his face but you recognised his voice. You sat while you watch him play with his own fingers. The air in the room became colder. You heard him clear his throat and you looked at him again.

“Do you want to say something?” you asked trying to get him comfortable.

“Do you know me?” Yuta asked even though he already knew the answer.

“No.. but your voice is something I hear when I was sleeping. Are you a nurse or something?” Yuta was glad that you can actually hear all that he said to you when you were sleeping. He chuckled and points at the small table beside the hospital bed. Just near the fresh flowers you can see your college diploma, your journal, several pictures of your family and friends, and pictures with the guy sitting across the room.

“I’m Yuta” he introduced himself to you for the second time in his life and that left a sting on his heart. Trying to hold back his tears, he saw you play with the engagement ring that he gave you earlier today.

“I’m sorry If I don’t remember you Yuta. But I will work hard to-“ he came closer to you with a slight panic, asking permission if he could hold your hand. You let him.

“You don’t have to do that. Yes its hard for me but I know its harder for you” he puts his forehead on yours, arms encircling around you and gentle swaying you. Everything this guy do is too much for you, you wanted to push him because he’s basically a stranger in your eyes. But you knew all too well that he’s not a stranger to your heart.

On the next day, your parents talked to Yuta about how you should live your life when you get discharged from the hospital. They were kind enough to consider Yuta to take care of you and for that he was thankful. Knowing all too well that living with him will be hard for you, but he promised himself that he will be strong for the both of you.

“but” your father started and Yuta got nervous all of a sudden.

“We asked her if she wants to live with you and go on with her normal life with you. We also explained to her that that’s the best option… but she didn’t want to. And that’s her final decision” Yuta was once again feeling weak and unable to move after hearing your father’s explanation.

“Yuta, we want her to be well. Everyone does. That’s why we should talk to her even more, and convince her to live with you” your mother added, being hopeful that Yuta would convince you to live with him.

In your four years of being together, Yuta never forced you to do something you don’t want. Even when it comes to the smallest things like if you don’t want his shoes inside your shared bedroom, he complies. Yuta knew you so well that he trusts every decision you make. That’s why he explains to your parents that he can’t force you to live with him. “We all love her. I think, we should respect her decision” those are Yuta’s final words to your parents. They didn’t have any choice but to agree with Yuta. But your parents think Yuta deserves to be with you too. They told him to come see you tonight before they leave first thing in the morning and that he’s welcome to visit you anytime if he wants to.

For the last time, Yuta visits your room while you were sleeping. Sitting on your hospital bed carefully not to wake you. He strokes your soft hair, memorising your features more.

“I will never forgive myself. I should’ve taken care of you, baby it’s my job. I should have pinned you down instead of just telling you not to ride that motorcycle with Lucas” he cries again, pouring everything out. “I’m sorry if none of our dreams will come true. But I know you will live happily even without me baby. Just promise me you’ll never be sad or cry over something or someone. I could’ve been the one making you happy forever but, we can’t force anything to happen now.”

He slowly caress your arm, down to your hand. Kissing it several times, your hands became wet because of his tears. With a heavy heart, Yuta slowly takes off your engagement ring.

“I will never forget you. Thank you for making half of my life as beautiful as your face” he forced to let out a giggle, and quietly leaves the room with a broken heart. ................................................. Masterlist Hey there! If you’re at this point I would like to thank you for reading this. If you have any comments or questions, in between scenarios I’m more than happy to answer them :) Talk to me! I want to make new friends. 

#nct-writers #neowritingsnet #nct fic #kpop fic #nct smut #nct fluff #nct angst #fluff #angst #smut #nakamoto yuta #nct yuta #yuta #nct au #nct scenarios

[muwur]

do u think u could write something fluffy for atsumu? :D (if not, bc he just showed up in the anime, futakuchi?) nd they/them pronouns pls :3 ty ty!!!

dating headcanons

✧ hc’s ✧ for atsumu and futakuchi

❧ gn reader

✎ 1.6k words

a/n: oml my first request fgrinffej thank u anon <3 been doing sum ~research~ and brainstorming snaccing and i hope this is okay ! >:) for u i shall do both ppl hehe. feel free to lmk if you would like me to redo or add anything, i wanna do my requests justice :*)

also i find myself gettin inspo at 4 am ofhfuohf i hope this is a bit fluffy, tho its a bit playful n snarky as well fnoggrefjf. also this took me so long bc i literaly got this whole other idea LMAOOOO but i find it more suitable as a separate piece so be on the lookout for that (nudge nudge itll feature atsumu ;) i got a bit carried away AAHA). here u goo

atsumu

✧ boi’s a tease

✧ on days he stays really late to practice so like?? most days LOL  you drop by a nearby eatery and pick up some fatty tuna (or something else, you like to change it up sometimes even if fatty tuna is his fave)  for him to munch on (gotta replenish your body!!)

✧ even though it’s for him, he’ll make you share the food with him as you both sit on a field nearby the gym

✧ likes to feed you but exaggerates it just to mess with you

✧ “say ahh, y/n” he coos with a smirk when he holds out some food from his chopsticks

✧ and just to mess with him back, you close your mouth around the piece, taking it from the chopsticks slowly and never breaking eye contact with him until after you chew and swallow

✧ “ah, that was delicious, honey” you smile cheekily

✧ rip atsumu, he malfuncc inside

✧ however

✧ fights you for the last piece of any food or snack you’re sharing

✧ “why even offer sharing if you’re just gonna hog it all”

✧ “you were just slower than me, that’s not my problem”

✧ in the end, he would definitely just let you have it. Only fights you when hes bored and wants to provoke you, which is often

✧ pretty affectionate in public. likes to ruffle your hair or place a head on your hand, no matter what height you are

✧ especially likes to do this when you’re annoyed at him, which kinda makes it not cute anymore and you just wanna punch him in the face

✧ as annoying as he could be tho you had to admit that your bickering could be quite fun he was definitely a caring partner

✧ is quick to take notice how youre feeling, liek:

✧  “hey, are you feeling okay?”

✧ “yeah im fine, why?”

✧ “you know you dont have to lie, right? you cant hide these things, anyways, i can just tell if something’s up. what’s wrong, babe?”

✧ pulls you aside to talk things out a little, then offers to spend some time together after practice  

✧ squeezes your hand as he walks you home, plants a soft kiss to your forehead before parting ways, and says goodnight

✧ he also notices any changes, no matter how small, in your appearances:

✧ *scrutinizing you* “what do you want, atsumu?”

✧ “did you do something different today? maybe like with your hair or uniform or something?”

✧ “o-oh, yeah, i did.”

✧ “hm. it really suits you, actually.”

✧ “oh, thanks. it’s such a small change, i didnt think anyone would notice--”

✧  “dont get too ahead of yourself, i didnt say it looked nice-- im kidding, im kidding!” he has to say in order to defend himself from your piercing glare

✧ lowkey highkey cant go long without seeing you

✧ so when he finally gets to spend some time with you, he’s even more touchy than usual

✧ you eye him suspiciously before saying, “you’re acting like you missed me or something”

✧  “yeah, i did miss you. something wrong with that?” he asks, burying his face in your neck as he hugs you from behind

✧ “yes, because its been two days”

✧ expect lots of kisses and hugs, though. mans is deprived and he gets what he wants (with consent, of course)

✧ makes sure everyone knows he’s there to stand up for you if necessary, which can be pretty intimidating

✧ loves it when you fall asleep on his shoulder. will take selfies with your sleeping face and show you later

✧  “you look cute even when you’re drooling all over my arm”

✧ doesn’t talk about how he sniffed or kissed your head when you were asleep. definitely doesn’t admit how he was whispering about how lucky he was to be in love with you asdfghjk

✧ was the first to admit he loved you

✧ it occurred after his team won a game to qualify for nationals. excitedly, you raced your way to meet him and tackled him in a hug. who cares if he was sweaty. “i knew you guys would win, and im so proud, atsumu.”

✧ he stumbled a bit and hugged back. he pulled away shortly to look you in the eye

✧  “y/n, i love you.”

✧ and all you could do was blush before he pulled you into a soft, yet passionate kiss

✧ surrounded by like. literally everyone lol

✧ osamu just fake gags in the background

✧ later that day:

✧  “sooooo do I get a reward for winning ? ;)”

✧  “dont push your luck”

✧ but you do spend the night just chilling at his place, watching a movie and cuddling, unwinding from a long day

futakuchi

✧ you met each other in class, bonding over how bored and sleepy you both were

✧ one day he started passing you notes and you went with along it until this class’s purpose in y’alls lives was just for goofing off and totally not to see each other’s smiles or be a bit flirty

✧ loves to mess around with you, but also thinks highly of you

✧ shortly after you started dating and met the boy’s volleyball team, moniwa asks you to please keep futakuchi in line

✧  “babe, please, you’re driving your seniors crazy”

✧ but ever since he became captain, you could sense that futakuchi seemed more responsible

✧ but poor bby was also wayyyy more tired than usual

✧ you poked his back with your pencil whenever you found him dozing off in class, just in time before he risked getting caught by the teacher

✧ you also nagged him about getting more rest and maintaining his health, doing things to help him out until he gave in and made a better attempt at taking care of himself

✧ unless you have other activities going on, you’d usually come by the gym to watch practice and then walk home with futakuchi

✧ you always bring him and his team snacks. they all love you, especially koganegawa

✧ “how are you and y/n dating, they’re so much nicer than futaku--”

✧ cant even finish his sentence before the captain smacks his head and poor kogane chokes on his snacc

✧ but les be real you also go to admire your manz

✧ on the walk home one day:

✧  “you hit a really good spike today”

✧ sheepishly scratches the back of his head, “oh, thanks. kogane’s sets are improving, so it’s getting easier to hit the ball”

✧ secretly loves and craves your praise

✧ futakuchi’s pretty down for pda. you two can often be seen walking down the aisles, hand in hand

✧ will also give you lots of pecks, especially on your cheeks and lips

✧ he also insists on helping you carry your things

✧ wants you to rely on him

✧ saw you shivering once and took his jacket off, draping it around you like nbd

✧ lets just say he wishes he coulda thought of that sooner dhqnwxhgergk  youre not allowed to look this cute

✧ but now you literally keep half his closet in your house cuz he always tells you to return it whenever you want

✧ could go on dates anywhere and literally have such a good time. the night market? y’all will share foods and play games the whole time. the park? he could go for a nice, relaxing walk, or if it’s at night, he’d love to lie in the grass and admire the night sky with you (as long as you hold hands lol). at home? would totally binge some shows or movies with you, has sour gummies n a blanket ready to share hog

✧ can be a tease, but will protect you at all costs

✧ glares at anyone who looks at you with interest (boi gets jealous)

✧ had to pull you into his arms and give you a kiss to save you from getting hit on by someone from a rival school. “hey babe, i’ve been looking for you. let’s head back, everyone’s waiting.”

✧ you happily follow him, not noticing how futakuchi looks back at his now sworn-enemy and sticks his tongue out at them

✧ he will fIGHT anyone who hurts you, is very overprotective to say the least

✧ always makes sure he knows where you’re at, starts to worry a bit if you’ve gone mia

✧ got reallly worried one time when he called you like 5 times and you didnt pick up!

✧ 20 minutes later his phone rings and he picks it up immediately. “hello? y/n? are you okay?? you haven’t been answering me for a while.”

✧  “ahh, yes, im sorry about that, my phone died :P”

✧ thinks the best cuddles are the ones in which you both end up falling asleep. also likes to admire your sleeping face totes not a creeper

✧ also loveloveloves to snuggle you from behind and bury his face in your neck and loves to just smELL you

✧ you told him you loved him first

✧ you were having a rough day when you heard a knock on your door

✧ opening it, you found a futakuchi giving you a small smile and carrying a plastic bag full of goodies. “i, uh, didn’t want you to be alone, so i thought we could hang out for a bit? just us two, your favorite snacks, and whatever else you want to do”

✧ touched by his gesture, you pulled him in by his jacket’s collar and gave him a long kiss

✧ after separating, you looked into his eyes as you cupped his face gently. “thank you, kenji. i love you. this means a lot to me”

✧ ejiufnicenjfdhksujsk he nearly melted in place

✧ later tries playing the pocky game with you, but then y’all forget about the pocky after your first round and stick to the smooching

#haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu reader insert #atsumu x reader #atsumu miya #futakuchi kenji #futakuchi x reader #haikyuu x you

[captainsjack]

We as a fandom just need more fics with hurt Gus. Like it's always about Shawn getting hurt and Gus realizing his feelings for him, but what if Gus got seriously hurt? Like Shawn couldn't cope, just the thought of Gus hurting makes him irrational, like him trying to run into a hostage situation in the bank. I think it would be deliciously angsty

yes. yes yes YES. see, you get me. you really do.

this is the literal plot of my main fic (the one that’s 40 pages just in outline). like, you described it verbatim.

so basically it’s a rewrite of the last half of “mr. yin presents” where shawn and abigail had broken up a while ago, and both shawn and gus are completely and ardently in love with each other but are convinced the other doesn't feel the same way, and never wants to risk it (i.e. just the plot of the show, let's be real).

and so gus gets kidnapped instead of abigail. and it’s not really about either of them realizing their feelings for one another, because they’ve both resigned to that truth long ago, but it's about both of them knowing that at some point they have to tell each other because they cannot go on like this any longer.

and so we have the cannon scene that just follows the plot of the show with yin, and shawn saving gus, but it’s all about shawn feeling like he’s dying because gus was taken right out from under him - gus went to get bugles from the snack machine and then shawn was filled with a feeling of undeniable dread and he doesn’t know why, but then he goes to find gus, and gus is gone. and by the floor of the vending machine in the police station, is gus’s crumpled dollar bill with a yin/yang symbol drawn on it. 

and so everyone’s freaking out because gus was literally taken from the police station, and they can’t do anything about it and shawn can’t fucking breathe. and then we get the call from yin about making shawn choose between gus and jules, and he cannot tell them to save gus no matter how much he wants to because he has no clue where he is.

and so then henry and shawn go to the pier and shawn saves gus and everything is angsty and soft and they’re holding each other in the sand, dripping with ocean water.

and the thing is, is that when they’re sitting next to each other in the back of the ambulance half-dried, it takes everything in shawn to not hold gus right there and tell him how he feels. but he cant. because he can tell gus’s mind isn't really there and shawn doesn’t want to burden him with another thing. because all gus needs right now is someone to be there for him.

and so basically the plot is about gus dealing with ptsd, and shawn also dealing with ptsd because he never lets himself take his eyes off of gus, because if he does, he just knows gus will be taken from him again.

so shawn essentially moves in with gus and they’re 100x more clingy and married than normal, even though they’re not dating.

like gus has panic attacks and wakes up from nightmares and shawn helps him; gus goes to therapy and it takes everything in shawn not to follow him into the room, because he cannot leave gus. (honestly, they end up going to couple’s therapy even though they’re not dating lol).

and shawn doesn’t let himself sleep either, because he always has to make sure gus won’t be taken from him again.

and then shawn starts seeing things. yin things. and he gets even more paranoid, but also doesn’t say anything to gus because he doesn’t want to worry him but also because he thinks it’s just his mind playing tricks on him because he never sleeps.

but then yin strikes again, and it’s this whole thing, i won’t get into it bc it’s too complex (i’m not joking, like why do you think the outline is so long lol).

but then near the end, we have gus and everyone agreeing that the only way to stop yin once and for all is to give into him without letting him know they know what he’s doing. and so gus uses himself as bait because its the only way.

and shawn is NOT having it. but eventually, he knows it’s the only thing they can do. and so gus is taken right out from shawn again.

and there’s this whole scene where yin has gus at gunpoint and shawn’s strapped to a chair, duct tape over his mouth having to watch (which was NOT a part of the plan, things went a little sideways), and yin is forcing him to watch the love of his life be killed. and shawn shuts his eyes and he cannot breathe, and he hears a gunshot and he cannot comprehend anything because he thinks gus is dead.

but then gus comes over and unties shawn and holds him and forces shawn to see that he’s still there. and it takes everything in shawn not to break down.

because the past month (told you this is a long fic), shawn’s been trying to hold both gus and himself together and he cannot take anything anymore. and it’s all over finally but he doesn’t believe there won’t be another thing coming for them.

and so then we get some more hurt/comfort scenes, and things go back to normal, but they're not really normal. shawn and gus still act even more married than usual, and shawn still lives with gus and they’re both dealing with trauma.

and it’s not until a couple weeks after everything is over, that shawn tells gus he loves him.

so then, you know, confessions and soft things ensue and it’s great and they move in together for real this time.

but, yeah, it’s a lot better than this generalized description, i promise lol.

and THEN i have another one where this time, shawn and jules are married, and shawn and gus learn that the other actually does love them back, and shawn has to deal with the fact that he’s missed his chance with gus. but then gus is shot and shawn freaks out, and shawn moves in with gus to help him with everything. and basically, this one’s about shawn dealing with loving two people at the same time and the fact that gus almost died on him.

so, yeah, all i’m saying is that you're 100% correct and you read my mind.

#peep me just spilling all my wips to yall whoops #shus #shawngus #shawn x gus #shawn/gus #psych #shawn spencer #burton gus guster #burton guster #anon #answered #my writing #sort of?

[hongism]

CALY CHAPTER 33 OH MY GOD WHAT HAVE YOU D O N E 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 first and foremost moc yunho is still at the Bottom of my list rn but good on him for Realising some Things and being less of an asshole u got this bb we’re all rooting for you 😔😔😔 then OH MY GOD YEOSANG I AM SO SORRY FOR EVERYTHING MEAN I’VE SAID ABOUT YOU IDC YOU ARE FORGIVEN 🤧🤧 WHAT ELSE DO YOU NEED BC I’M USELESS AND CAN’T BRING BACK WOOYOUNG I’M SORRY ? TISSUES? A SNACK? A HUG?????? ALSO HONGJOONG???????? HANG IN THERE BB U GOT THIS 😭 wow he’s really waking up to a shitstorm huh with 3 crew members gone, yeosang in hysterics, y/n making that deal with jisung 😭😭 AND WHEN I TELL YOU THAT LAST PART WITH SEONGHWA AND Y/N ALMOST MADE ME SOB PLS I WAS HAVING LUNCH WHILE READING THIS AND I COULDN’T BAWL BC I WAS IN FRONT OF MY FAMILY BUT I SURE AS HECK WANTED TO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! very inch resting that jisung may not be as peachy as he is in y/n’s memories/flashbacks i’ve never even thought of that but it makes so much sense😔😔😔my guess is something (or a lot of things💀) happened in the military and on missions that showed his bad side but bc they were so traumatic y/n blocked them out of her head 😔😔 as the biggest simp for mr han jisung i’d like to say i don’t trust him one bit i’m watching you sir 👁👁 y/n hot tip: when the crew bring you back to jisung knock him out so you can escape with them 🤩🤩 lots of things to unpack with wooyoung and the sirens 😔 how did y/n manage to see through his perspective??? does umiko not mean child of the sea like daichi said?????? if wooyoung is the moon and seonghwa is fire and y/n is not the sea...would she be the earth??? i did Research and found that umiko is associated with taurus and hence earth?????? i’m too pea-brained to understand the prophecy someone help let’s put our brains tgt 😔😔😔😔 oop sorry for the mini essay but wOW MISS CALY YOU JUST AMAZE (and hurt🤧🤧🤧) ME EVERY TIME WITH YOUR WRITING I AM STILL V V SAD ABOUT YEOSANG SAN AND SEONGHWA OKAY GOODBYE I’LL BE CRYING IF ANYONE NEEDS ME - 🦔

IM SO SORRY BBY I DONT KNOW WHAT HAPPENED I JUST LOST MY MIND MY GOODNESS IM SO SORRY 😭😭 oh goodness im wiping my tears moc yunho our dearest asshole our dearly beloved bless this man for admitting that he has a problem! it aint fixed but he admitted it and that is the first step 😃 literally EVERYONE is backtracking tHE FUCK out of everything awful they've said about yeosang i told yOU i saID you would REGRET IT!! i TOLD YOU!! little did you know it was bc i was gonna BREAK HIM!!!

someone save hongjoong tho this man is about to wake up and wish he could go back to bed forever i REIOJIROSIOJ oh my god this poor man he needs some alcohol and some sleep 😭

anD IM SORRY IM SO SORRY!!! I CANT BELIEVE YOU READ IN FRONT OF YOUR FAMILY IJOFSDFJI OH GOODNESS i dont know how to explain myself i dont know anything um sorry? i really did a big oopsie there T-T all you guys ever ask for is some Gentleness and i go and do this? see this is why i said you would be MAD at me!!

and our boy jisung the man of the hour in my inbox this man who everyone is suspicious of kljSFKLd the dichotomy between the Jisung who lives in y/n's memories and the Jisung who exists in real life MMM it's delightful and heartbreaking and beautiful and delicious yall are gonna hate me !! all our jisung simps are gonna have trust issues after this 👁👁 y/n better be listening to that hot tip while she can KLKJDSFLK

and the OTHER man of the hour mr jung woo fucking young this man BOYYY it was about time the truth came out and wow the tea will be getting SPICY from here on out mhm! umiko DOES mean child of the sea thUS it should be inferred that she is the sea 👀 and while it's HARD TO COMPREHEND!! daichi gave a big hint before the prophecy bc you have to remember that she is seeing through wooyoung's eyes, daichi said 'you let fire burn you, the sea will drown you in her grasp' hMMmmMm someone else is earth so i would say it's best to stick to her being the sea 👁👁

and I LOVE UR MINI ESSAY ITS BEAUTIFUl!! IM SORRY FOR THE PAIN I'LL MAKE UP FOR IT SOON I SWEAR 😿 DONT CRY TOO MUCH I'LL FEEL BAD 😿😿

#🦔 anon #moc: spoilers #anon #asks

[karihigada]

assassin AU

*me talking to my friend*

Shizaya Redesign!

and !!!! that shizaya redesign! ACTUALLY! look here: initial AU prompt

assassin!shizuo taking care of brat!izaya ! :D

let me tell you in detail

assassin!shizuo send to kill this upstart tech wizz kid izaya who founded his own company and got really succesful and now his adult business partners want to get rid of him. and shizuo does mean to kill him but instead shizuo ends up running away with him through a series of circumstances which make it seem like shizuo betrayed the people who hired him so he ends up fleeing with izaya cause they are now both hunted by other assassins

and izaya totally hates being wih shizuo at first. and shizuo wonders why he bothers with this brat but izayas skills (hacking and tech wiz stuff) prove to be invaliable so its an unlikely partnership based on nessessity. at first. but after killing so much for a living, shizuo thinks for once protecting somehing is nice

okay sorry i wish i could give you more for assassin shizuo taking care of a little shit and slowly coming to enjoy it but i actually never came up with more or concrete scenes

or you know maybe, imagine this. they are staying at some hotel and shizuo was out shopping and comes back and finds izaya lying on his stomach on the bed, playing videogames or you know actually, he lies on his back, his head hanging upside down the edge, and he plays like that and shizuo comes back to such a /childish/ scene that he cant even comment. izaya gives him a welcome back without looking at him and when shizuo walks past him and the tv in order to get to the kitchen he just gets an Hey (for being in izayas field of view haha) izaya then asks if shizuo got the stuff and shizuo just sighs and throws a bag of cheese chips at him which izaya gleefully tears open and starts munching

izaya in this is such a hypocritical contradiction of health cause he will happily stuff himself with all kinds of snacks but draws the line at junk food and instead demands his proper meals are healthy

so shizuo goes to cook dinner while izaya keeps stuffing his face and shizuo tells him to stop or he wont have an apetite later but jokes on him izaya still wolfs down the dinner shizuo makes (and says its delicious) cause izaya is a growing boy.

what the fuck this is way too wholesome with shizuo taking care of like 16 year old genius izaya, there is no way i can put fucking into this later with shizuo way too much of a guardian hahahaha

well i guess not every AU needs them to get together. instead shizuo becomes his bodyguard (izaya later also pays handsomly once the whole plot with the betrayal and framing and other assassins and corporate takeover is over) and they become good friends.

and maybe a few years later when izaya is older (between 18 and 20) and laments (like full on imagine him lying on a bed or couch with his hand dramatically raised to his forehead like hes about to faint like a victorian virgin and just overdramatically ranting. he is such a drama queen bottom bitch) that he could never find an interesing partner cause people are only interested in his looks and money and that shizuo is the only one who sees him for who he is and unaffraid to tell izaya off

so at first izaya jokingly comes onto shizuo or like fullon suggests they should try hooking up (i imagine shizuo is like, mh, 29 when he meets izaya? has been an assassin for a while. so he is like 13 years older.) and shizuo is just like What The Fuck Brat and says if izaya really wants to get laid that bad he could just pay anyone he wants.

izaya says he doesnt trust anyone, "remember that time my businesspartners send an assasin after me?! that was scary!" he says in mock fright. shizuo just grunts.

izaya then drapes himself around shizuos neck, shizuo going stiff, and whispers in his ear "common shizu-chan, its just sex"

shiziuo untangles izayas arms from his shoulders and gets up, leaving. not cause he is afraid he will give in but cause he is afraid izaya will push this too far and then get pissy when shizuo keeps refusing him and it will destroy the trust and friendship they build up. cause shizuo does enjoy this life at izayas side way more than his previous occupation

more from before the timeskip: imagine shizuo carrying izaya under one arm to get away in dangerous situation and the first time it happens izaya hates it, the second time he is completely nonchallant about it and types on his phone while shizuo is carrying him also since izaya is tech wiz hacker he gets them like access to security footage so that shizuo can sneak up on their pursuers

also, i imagine it a bit like Dishonoured videogame? like its a stealth assassin game and the plot is neat but anyway for every 'major' assassin mission for the plot you have the option of just killing the target or finding a noneleathal way of getting rid of them

some of these may include selling them into slavery but hey, at leas theyre alive xD yay morality.

anyway. imagine like this situation shizuo finds himself in, protecting a kid and multiple other strong assassins on his tail. he COULD, and would normally just kill all persuers to ger rid of them but with izayas tech wiz skills (cause iazya doesnt want to kill people) they find other ways to take them down.

like maybe one gets held up in the airport and then arrested and izaya conveniently reveals their identity as a hitman so the police just made a goldcatch. or another gets into a traffic accident and will be out of commission in a hospital for a while first (while izaya reveals their identity to the police...

okay the only way to take down hitmen with technology is to have them caught by the police but still xD nonleathal means xD

and shizuo is really impressed by izayas abilities (and izaya also gets them fake IDs and passports and creditcards and makes reservations in hotels under fake names so he keeps them afloat while they are on the run while shizuo protects them from physical danger. which is also nessesary since some hitmen do catch up with them and shizuo has to take them down. some with lethal force sadly since it was a dangerous situation and it shakes izaya up pretty bad and izaya flinches away from shizuo before he gets  a hold of hismelf again and and tries to laugh it off and say that he is okay but shizuo can see the strain in his eyes and how tense he is. maybe thats towards the begining and thats when shizuo decides that they should try to work out other means of taking down their pursuers

also imagine shizuo teaching izaya his knive skils :3

okay moving to post time skip. like izaya keeps making moves maybe and shizo puts up with it for a while but it gets to a boiling point where shizuo looses his temper and yells at izaya to cut it out (he normally never yelled at izaya) and izaya actually gets scared cause he didnt want to chase shizuo away.

like. izaya had a weird sort of imprinting on shizuo. he does like him as a friend and mentor and guardian but some part of him is scared shizuo will leave? so he tried being more to shizu than just some kid he once protected

so maybe if they talk about it openly they can resolve this and izaya doesnt have to fear shizuo leaving. and shizuo says that izaya can look for a partner his age and shizuo wont get jealous and will instead protect them too and maybe a kid. but izaya also says he meant it serious that noone he meets could ever look past the money he has (and also people are boring). "but shizuchan. shizuchan was never boring. he understands me."

so they do spend their life together in a fullfilling mutually supportive realtionship but it does stay platonic and both are satisfied with that :)

or maybe like 5 more years later when izaya is finally no longer a kid (mentally. that brat) and still says he wants to sleep with shizuo at least once but that it wouldnt change anything between them that they do end up fracking and start a sorta weird mix of platonic and sexual relationship that maybe evolves into romantic so all in all good end (other than that they are totally codependant haha)

or, alternate not good ending: 19 year old izaya pressures shizuo into sleeping with him and shizuo feels horrible about it but satisfies him sexually to appease his temper in order to keep his peaceful life

...

okay more domestic assassin shizaya things: izaya in in charge of their money, ne? and they need to lay low , ne? izaya orders them new clothes online. and shizuo has to wear what izaya buys xD cue them dressing like in the pic above with iazya in the pinks shades and shizuo in the suit. cause that brat wouldnt know subtle if it bit him in the ass

im trying to come up with more scenarios. but i explicitly said izaya DOESNT order copius amounts of take out food. unless its healthy take out food. expensive healthy take out food.

also. imagine. later in life. shizuo teaching izaya some light hand to hand combat self defense. them together standing barefoot on gym mats and izaya is sweating and panting and wiping the sweat off his forehead, his hair sticking in all directions cause he tried attacking and taking down shizuo for the dozends time and shizuo is totally collected and unaffected, blocking and sending izaya to the mat with ease. and izaya gets this really competitive streak. wants to /take him down/.

it actually becomes a sorta game, for a long time. izaya trying to catch shizuo unaware. he only once succeeded, a long while later, after they resolved their problems and fears and live a fullfilling life togehter and shizuo is completely relaxed and at peace and happy.

#shizaya #durarara #orihara izaya #Heiwajima Shizuo #ficlet #au headcanon

[onewfantaesy]

custody au is so deliciously angsty cant wait for more!!

“Mom, why doesn’t Taeminnie just live with us all the time?”

The question breaks Boa’s heart, especially when she sees the way Kibum is looking out the window to where Taemin is being wrangled into his biological mother’s car. Meanwhile, Taemin can be heard screaming and crying, the five-year-old shouting “MAMA! MA-MA!” over and over again and tugging his mother’s hair harshly. Boa wants to cry, but she also wants to go scoop Taemin up and bring him back inside, back into the room he was sharing with Jinki, back into his home. But she wasn’t his biological mother, she didn’t have that right.

“Because Daddy and his new wife want to take care of him,” she explains gently. “And they’re his parents. We can’t keep him from his parents.”

“But Daddy isn’t good at being a daddy,” Kibum snaps. “Isn’t that’s why Taeminnie is always with us?”

“I wish we could keep Taeminnie,” Boa says, trying to steer him away from talking badly about his father. “But we can’t. But we should hope that Daddy and his mommy do a better job this time.”

“They won’t,” Minho says from the ther side of Kibum, watching the car drive away with their brother inside. “He’ll be back again. Won’t he.”

It’s not a question. This was the end of Taemin’s third extended stay with them. It wasn’t a good pattern.

“Go set the table for dinner,” she tells them both. “And tell your brother he has fifteen minutes to get his butt to the table.”

The conversation is over. It hurts her too much to think about what Taemin might be going through right now. It hurts the boys, too.

At the same time, Taemin is screaming at his mother from his booster seat in the back of her car. He’s relentless. It’s a long, continuous scream until he’s coughing and sputtering and drawing in a deep breath for his next one. He throws toys and snacks and anything he can get his hands on at her, screams that he hates her and wants to go home and that he wants his Mama and his brothers.

Except his mother screams right back. Calls him a rotten little shit who’s been spoiled by “that devil woman who pretends to be a saint.” Tells him to shut the fuck up. Threatens to pull over and slap that bad attitude right out of him.

He’s crying and pulling at his own hair before they’re even halfway home. Handfuls of hair end up in the backseat of the car.

It’s five months before he’s back with Boa, his mother back in rehab after getting caught by a PR agent. And it has clearly been a rough five months for Taemin, who’s only a month shy of his sixth birthday.

The first night he’s back, he throws a toy at Kibum that ends up giving him a black eye, screams in Jinki’s face, and scratches Minho’s arm until it bleeds. Not to mention the bite marks and scratches and hair tugs he gives to Boa. He’s crying and inconsolable and it’s horrible to witness. She puts the older three all in Kibum and Minho’s bedroom for the night and spends the entire evening and night in Jinki’s bedroom with Taemin. She wants him to get used to the room again. Wants him to calm down a little bit.

It’s well into the night before he finally calms down a bit, until he’s crying softly and clinging to Boa.

“You’re okay,” Boa whispers, moving his hair from his face. “Mama’s got you, you’re okay.”

Taemin is still crying and struggling to take even breaths when he looks at the big scratch mark he made on her cheek.

“Sorry,” he cries, his voice strangled. He puts a shaky little hand to her cheek, right over the scratch, repeating over and over again, “Sorry, sorry, sorry.”

“It’s alright,” Boa assures him. “But we shouldn’t scratch people. It’s not nice.”

“Sorry, Sorry, Sorry,” Taemin sobs, grasping her shirt and burying his face in her chest. “Mama, sorry.”

“Mama already said it’s alright,” she says softly. “You’re forgiven, everything is alright. But you need to say sorry to brothers in the morning. You made them very sad.”

“Sorry.”

Taemin clings to her like she’ll disappear if he lets go. She ends up sleeping in his bed with him, holding him close to her. The next morning, he clings to her still until he sees his brothers, and “sorry, sorry, sorry,” falls from his lips, and he clings to Jinki. And Jinki, who’s twelve now and more aware of how much bullshit his baby brother has gone through, only holds him and says everything is okay.

“I’m not mad,” Jinki assures him when Taemin cries. “I promise.”

But Jinki also doesn’t really like the idea of sharing a bedroom with a little kid. Neither do the twins, who complain their room is crowded enough already. Taemin ends up staying in Boa’s room for the time being, and Boa brings up the idea of moving into a bigger house. The older boys are all for it, especially the twins who have complained about sharing a room for years now. Taemin, however, has proven to not like change at all.

“No,” Taemin snaps when Boa brings it up to him.

It’s hard to convince him. Eventually, Boa does buy a bigger house. One with enough rooms for each boy to have his own. It’s just up the street from the old house.

Taemin cries the entire time they’re in the moving process. He screams and throws fits and refuses to help move any of his things. He mostly wants to cling to Boa. He’s so unhappy. Then two months later, Taemin is back with his father.

It’s a terrible cycle. Taemin is constantly switching houses, switching schools, switching parents. His mother gets out of rehab while Taemin is with his father. They’re both with him for the first time since he was a toddler. He doesn’t know how to navigate the both of them together, doesn’t know how to deal with it. It makes him lash out at school and at home and everywhere.

At one point he even gets ahold of a phone and calls Boa. He cries and begs her to come get him, and it breaks her heart.

“Mama please,” he cries. “I’ll be good! I’ll be good! I won’t hit or scream or cry or nothin’ Mama I promise! I’ll be good!”

“Baby,” she says, her voice breaking. “Baby, it’s not because you were bad. Not at all. Your mommy and daddy just want to take care of you, you weren’t bad-”

“Mama I’ll be good!” he keeps crying. “I want to go home!”

She barely talks him out of what she’s sure is a panic attack. Assures him that he’s not bad, that sometimes doing bad things doesn’t make him a bad boy, that he wasn’t with his parents because he was bad.

A storm is clearly brewing. Boa is dreading when it finally hits.

#taemin #shinee #onew #key #minho #boa #custody battle au #hello anon

[jihyosforehead]

can i get some seulrene angst please

delicious yes i got u (fair warning this is pre long!!!)  …

seulrene meet in their university library

irene is sitting alone at her regular table, trying and failing to study for her advanced statistics test

in the middle of daydreaming about dropping out, seulgi turns up asking if she can sit at irenes table bc everywhere else is full

irene blinks and stares dumbly bc seulgi is lowkey the most adorable human being she has ever seen (the sweater paws are doing something to her heart)

and irene is distracted because seulgi is watching her lecture, knees pulled to her chest, elbows propping her head up, the tips of her fingers peaking out from her sleeves. irene feels her stomach flip uncomfortably

seulgi comes to her table again the next day and the day after that and at the end of the fourth time they sit together, seulgi starts leaving irene little snacks and finally introduces herself after realising she doesnt actually know irenes name

eventually they hang out outside of the library and realise they have mutual friends (seulgi with wendy and irene with yeri; and yeri and wendy with each other)

one day their whole group was meant to hang out but literally everyone bailed citing “personal emergencies” but seulrene didn’t realise this until theyre sitting in a cafe just the two of them

and it’s awkward at first but irene makes a joke about their friends being dumb and they go into this whole tangent of stories about their lives and they look at the time and they might as well get dinner since it’s late and they still wanna continue their conversation

irenes never met a person who could make her scream laugh so loud that people start staring

irenes regular table at the library becomes irene and seulgi’s regular table at the library and somewhere between that day in the cafe and right now, thursday afternoon approximately 3:43pm, does irene realise she has the biggest fattest crush on seulgi

and so she remembers seulgi’s fav snacks, remembers when seulgi’s tests are and helps her study for them, remembers her favourite movies and exhibitions she wants to see, remembers where she always loses her keys and has a sixth sense for when seulgi’s about to trip over her feet

and seulgi for all her clumsiness has a knack for understanding irene’s cold front and chips away at it, and it’s too late for irene to realise that seulgi has crawled her way into her heart and taken up permanent residence there

(she thinks she doesnt mind it)

seulgi runs off to the bathroom for a second and the open notebook catches her eye and irene finds herself picking it up to look at it more closely and it’s a drawing of her, looking otherworldly, almost unreal and irene is shookt. the book slips out of her hands and it lands on another page and it’s irene sipping some coffee, she flips the page and it’s of irene taking a nap, flips the page and it’s irene laughing - the notebook is snatched out of her hands unexpectedly and irene looks up to seulgi is standing there red-faced, stammering, apologetic and horrified but at the same time shes trying to be stern like “you cant just look at peoples things without permission! !!!1!” but irene is just like “this is how you see me?” and it’s a soft™ moment and seulgi has developed foot in mouth syndrome and is like “well yeah! u kind of mean everything 2 me u absolute dumbass !!!”

they start dating - to absolutely no ones surprise

their first kiss is in the middle of a lowkey night, theyre watching movies on irenes laptop in her dorm and sharing a blanket - tbh irene stopped watching the movie about 20 mins ago in place of studying seulgi’s side profile in wonder, her fingers twitching trying not to brush the strand of hair away from seulgi’s forehead. she settles for arranging the blanket more securely around seulgi’s shoulders just in case shes cold, you know? seulgi’s watching her the whole time and when irene looks up, seulgi’s eyes are just sparkly with fond affection and maybe love? but that thought is quickly cut off when seulgi presses her lips to irenes, so softly and gently and carefully that irene feels tears prick the corners of her eyes, she feels like shes going to break

but after that theres so many kisses. kisses in the library, forehead kisses, kisses before class, after class, any time in between; did well on a test? a kiss! did really badly on a test? a kiss!! maybe even an extra one! courtyard kisses, kisses in irenes dorm, in seulgi’s dorm, kisses at breakfast, lunch and dinner, just so many kisses!!

it’s a quiet sunday and seulgi and irene are redoing irenes dorm because seulgi scuffed the wall so badly it needs repainting and why not make a day of it? so here irene is, painting the wall, where it meets the floor bc her gf is clumsy but she is adorable and irene is in love, she thinks she’ll remember this day when theyre old and wrinkly and married

irene notices seulgi pulling away, distancing herself, acting weirdly guilty about something? irene thinks maybe shes done something wrong? is seulgi getting tired of her? tired of the relationship? it goes on for awhile and theres a heavy tension between them so thick, it’s almost tangible. and then one day when seulgi’s bailed on another date, irene shuts down. doesn’t know what to think. maybe seulgi doesnt love her anymore? maybe shes bored? irene knows that sometimes she can be really heavy handed with her affection but ever since seulgi’s pulled away, irene figured that maybe she wants space

seulgi turns up at irenes dorm, uninvited. irene swings the door open to find her gf looking equal parts sheepish and guilty. but shes holding a bag of food from irenes favourite restaurant, irene lets her in.

seulgi explains, hand rubbing the back of her neck, that when she gets into a funk, she just needs to go off and think on her own and is apologising for shutting irene out. irene is quick to forgive her. but as the night goes on, it’s clear that seulgi is feeling guilty for some other reason and when asked, seulgi just. she looks so sad

“a few weeks before we met, i applied for this arts school and i got a letter about 2 weeks ago saying that i got in. it’s really competitive and they only have a few spots available for international students and I didn’t think I’d even get in and I forgot but i got in. I got in,” seulgi whispers. almost as if, any louder and the words would be real.

“did u think i was going to beg you to stay here or something?” irene asks, softly. seulgi frowns deeply.

“no. i knew you were gonna tell me to go. but i don’t want to go. i want to be here with you,” seulgi tells her, desperately, voice cracking.

“u huge idiot, do u think that i wouldnt wait for u??? i would wait forever u huge dumbass!!!!”

the evening takes an obvious downturn. but they try not to notice. the next few weeks are seulrene trying to spend as much time together as possible. irene is trying her best to memorise what seulgi feels like in her arms; how she breathes when she’s asleep; the noises she makes when irene is pinning her to the sheets, marking her neck purple with bruises; how seulgi looks like shes close to tears when irenes made her laugh so hard that she snorts; the little fond sighs seulgi sends irenes way when she catches her staring over their morning coffee; how small she looks in an oversized sweater with the sleeves engulfing her hands completely; the way seulgi’s hands feel, fingers threaded through hers; how she likes to kiss irenes shoulder when theyre in bed; how for some reason when seulgi eats chewing with her mouth open it’s adorable instead of disgusting; and how irene is constantly brushing crumbs off seulgi’s clothes. irene tries her best to remember the slip of seulgi’s spine; the way she looks fully sated and satisfied; how seulgi’s eyes, dark and wide, always regard her with warm, open affection; how they can lay side by side in bed saying nothing for hours but irene doesnt need to hear words to know what seulgi’s feeling

but irene knows it isnt enough

because 2 weeks later, seulgi’s on a plane to paris with irenes heart in her hands and the kiss they share in the airport feels bitterly like a final goodbye

seulgi lands and sends irene photos of her food and the buildings and the friends she’s already made. and irene smiles wistfully

they facetime, and send each other texts every few hours, and schedule “dates” but the distance is so palpable that irene feels her heart ache something new whenever she sees seulgi’s red-rimmed eyes, yawning while sipping on a huge mug of coffee

“we should break up,” irene says. she can feel her heart crack at her own words, the tears visible on seulgi’s lashes even through the shitty facetime quality

“w-why?” seulgi sniffs

“because this isn’t working for us, this distance is going to ruin us completely,” irene finds herself saying, voice wooden and stiff. and she knows shes right because she knows seulgi’s grades arent as good as they could be and irene has failed a test and an assignment already

“wait for me,” seulgi is begging and irene is nodding her head frantically, promising tearfully over and over again that she would wait forever if she had to

so they break up that tuesday night, seulgi in paris and irene in korea. this has to be the worst facetime she’s ever had in her whole life.  

it hurts like nothing shes ever imagined, irene thinks shes never cried this much in her life. and she thinks shes doing well but she catches a whiff of seulgi’s perfume on her hoodie one day and it starts a fresh wave of gut-wrenching tears and her heart cracks into tiny, little pieces all over again

they don’t speak for literal years

but irene knows seulgi’s doing pretty well; she’s already held a few exhibitions, according to wendy. irenes graduated and doing okay for herself at a nice cushy job

wendy didn’t tell her that seulgi was back in korea though, but irene is pretty sure seulgi is back because she would recognise that laugh and perfume anywhere

seulgi turns around and her eyes finds irenes and seulgi is making a beeline towards her. irenes pulse is jumping erratically

“hey irene, it’s been awhile,” seulgi says, giving her a warm look. she looks older. more mature. holds herself like she knows shes grown up. but, irene thinks, fondly, painfully, her voice is exactly the same. wraps irenes name in her mouth exactly the same as she did 6 years ago

“hey,” irene replies, with a smile of her own.

“i want to introduce you to someone,”seulgi says, a grin turning up her face, and beckons a tall, intimidatingly beautiful woman over, “this is sooyoung,” seulgi’s smile grows even brighter and irene feels her heart plummet, connecting the dots, “my fiancee.”

“o-oh, it’s very nice to meet you,” irene is saying, trying her best to sound sincere but she sounds so monotone and robotic and wooden, her throat is closing up and her heart has almost stopped completely, and she has to leave before she starts crying all over seulgi again

so maybe seulgi moved on without telling irene

and maybe irene never moved on. and maybe irene had always waited around for seulgi

maybe waiting forever wasn’t a good idea after all, irene thinks wryly, sitting in her apartment alone, uselessly wiping hot tears from her face that don’t seem to stop no matter how much she tries

irenes not sure how, but it hurts more than that night 6 years ago and shes never felt a pain so profound that it goes all the way to her bones; shes sitting on the floor crying and she feels so ridiculous for thinking this but shes looking at the spot where the wall meets the floor and she realises she didn’t paint it very well

#seulrene #seulgi #irene #red velvet #red velvet hcs #red velvet headcannons #red velvet scenarios #red velvet imagines #ask #anon #this was so much fun lmfao thank u for the ask uwuuu #this was totally ripped from that richard siken quote i have no shame that is fkn masterpiece #we goin thru it tonight boiiis wheeew 🥴🤪

[pictured-as-perfect]

First part of Drownie x Reader fic hahhhahhaha

It’s a pleasant 11 AM, so pleasant that you had decided to come outside of your home for the first time in 3 days, despite being sick with a heavy cold. It’s been clogging your sinuses, and causing you to cough for numerous days straight. It’s annoying, but you assure yourself that it is merely just a cold, and cannot last forever.

In slippers, and a cozy sweater, you walk down the road and into the local coffee shop that sat a few houses away from yours. You lived in a nice neighborhood, with recently cemented sidewalks, and kind neighbors. A few people you know wave to you when they see you walk by, and you mellowly wave back.

Entering the coffee shop, you’re greeted by the wonderful smell of freshly made sweetened coffee cups, one that you’re not familiar with, since you’ve never actually been to this coffee shop before. It was opened up recently by a friend you knew from high school, a few years back. You’ve always wanted to see the place, and you’re glad you finally got the chance to.

But, you get distracted for a moment, and you bump into someone. He’s 5’7”, and he’s accidentally spilled his hot coffee on you. You yelp, as it hurts immensely. Though the male with the now empty coffee cup tries to keep his cool, you can spot the panic in his eyes. He rushes you to the boys bathroom, not caring to find out your gender, as he wets paper towels and tries to wipe coffee from your sweater. Something about the way he acts feels peculiar, but you just try to dismiss your suspicion, since its not like you’ve ever met this guy before. After he sees wiping coffee away wont do anything, he removes your sweater, and leaves you in only your oversized t-shirt. He thinks of rinsing the coffee out in the bathroom’s sink, but just decides to fold the sweater up, so it can be cleaned at home. You take a big sniff, more just to keep the snot in your nose from dripping all over the place. He gives you a paper towel, and you blow your nose with it. He says his name is Drownie, and you say yours is (your name).

D: Are you okay? I mean, that’s what you should be asking me since y-you, you bumped into me! But th-then again, you’re the one with… coffee on you… and I guess I should’ve been paying attention…

You stay quiet, since it seems like it’d be better to just let Drownie process what he’s doing. After a minute, he gets his thoughts straight, adjusting his big coat, and his headphones. They had shifted uncomfortably during his unexpected panic. He refuses to make full eye contact, by turning his head away from you, as to not see you directly. You still establish eye contact, despite this.

D: Y’know what, I’ll just.. get myself a new coffee, and cover whatever you wanted to get, I guess. That’s cool with you, right?

You nod yes, telling Drownie that you don’t actually know what this place sells, since its your first time there. That panic can be spotted in his eyes again, but only for a brief moment, as if he feels bad for ruining your first impression of the little shop.

D: I guess I’ll surprise ya, then… get ya one of my favorite coffee and muffin combos. The snacks here are baked fresh, daily. OOH! I could get ya to try- NOT spoiling the surprise!

He gets a little jumpy at his feet, trying to hide his excitement. You cant help but smile a little, glad to see that Drownie is no longer dwelling on the spill, glad that he’s cheered up. He walks you out from the bathroom, holding your sweater. You’re guided to the register, where a thin 5’3” man with purple hair stands at the ready, wearing a light brown apron over his light blue sweater. His name tag has parts of his name scribbled out, leaving only “Ori” visible. He moves his hair and headband, making sure that he can entirely see you and Drownie, knowing that establishing eye contact, and being friendly, will earn him tips. It’s at this point that Ori recognizes you. His half brother, Hiro, used to have a crush on your character, and Ori continues to remember those short lived feelings, but more just because he likes to poke fun at Hiro.

O: Oh! It’s you, (your name)! I see you found yourself a new hubby, huh? Hiro would be jealous..~

Drownie punches you in the arm. Lightly, but it still hurts. He didn’t seem to hurt you, but more just prove that you aren’t someone he was interested in.

D: Spilled my coffee on ‘em, and wanna make up for it, that’s all. Don’t play with me, Ori.

O: The gorilla can read! Marvelous! Either way, what can I get you two lovebirds?

Drownie holds down his right arm, with his left, trying to restrain himself from punching Ori, since he had to pay a huge fine the last time he did that.

D: The same coffee I got before, an iced coffee with two Splenda packets, and a slice of that strawberry shortcake that Teary likes.

O: With the teeny little berry on top? Got it! INES! THE COMBO TEARDROP LIKES, AND A DARK COFFEE!

A tall, bird-like person walks to Ori, and slaps him with her wing. She’s a mighty 7 feet tall, and quite beautiful. She has beautiful white feathers with cream accents. She wears a fluffy boa, and an apron like Ori’s. She calmly tells him to call orders by their actual name, and goes back to where she came. You and Drownie laugh as Ori rubs his now pink cheek. Ines returns, only to place a tray with Drownie’s order on top, onto the counter in front of them. The two drinks, and the slice of cake. Drownie takes the tray and sits down at one of the tables. A heart shaped girl, and a sword less Dark Matter swordswoman take their place at the counter, but neither you nor Drownie pay much attention to them.

You sit first. Drownie drapes his fluffy coat over you, and you can’t help but blush, finding Drownie in just a tank top to be… kinda hot. He takes a seat across from you, slowly sipping his coffee as the two who took their spot at the counter, have a fit together. It seems to be over the shop’s lack of chicken nuggets. You also enjoy what was purchased for you, finding the cake to be quite delicious. You soon form the opinion that, whoever Teardrop is, has good taste. It’s only now that you tell Drownie of your sickness, and that seems to greatly concern him.

D: Wait, you’ve got something?? Oh man… I’ve gotta… take care of you or somethin’… oh shit… Do you wanna, like, come to my place…?

You tell him that you could do that, but also that your house is nearby, and you’d have to go back to there eventually because you left your front door unlocked.

D: I’ll just bring ya back to your house instead… and you can have my number… and you can call me once you’re feeling better…

He takes a scrap piece of paper from the pocket of his hoodie, as well as an obviously used pen. The cheap, plastic kind. The end has teeth marks on it. He scribbles down a set of numbers, his phone number, onto the paper. You can’t help but wonder about why he’d give you his number. You didn’t ask for it, and he didn’t actually need to do anything more than walk you home. He slides the paper to you, and you take it, saving it for later. Since you’ve finished with your food, Drownie helps you up from your chair, taking a moment to make sure his coat is comfy on you. And look at that, it really is, since its fluffy inside with plenty of insulation.

You’re guided outside by Drownie’s tough but caring arms, and walk down the street. Both of you stop for a moment to watch as the two troublemakers are thrown out of the shop by Ines, both girls feeling bad, and parting their separate ways. But as you were lost in focus, Drownie slaps you, telling you that you need to tell him which house is yours. You point to the little gray house that sits a few yards away. But, it takes you a moment to even notice that Drownie has lifted you up with ease, running with you over to your house. It’s only a short time that you’re held, but it still feels so safe in his grasp. You don’t say anything about it, though, and just let Drownie run into your house, and plop you down on your bed (after spending a minute trying to find it). You ask what the whole carrying thing was about, and reassure him that it wasn’t a bad thing.

D: …I got a little spurt of energy that I had to get out. Plus, you seemed sluggish. I may be an asshole but I wasn’t gonna let some sick person struggle.

He seemed to have been looking for excuses, since he’s definitely hiding something. You hide the fact that you noticed, thanking him for his kindness. He quickly dismisses your thanks, not having wanted to come off as “nice”. He leaves your room, and you can hear him run through your slightly cluttered house, before the sound of your front door shutting is heard.

You just, lay in your bed with a face covered in lush, for the rest of the night.

You already know you’re gonna call him, as soon as your illness is gone.

It’s annoying, but you assure yourself that it is merely a cold, and cannot last forever.

[disegnidipizzo]

finally some decent refs for these two messes on legs/fins

the whole story under the cut, prepare bc i got carried away and i am not sorry about anything, at all, ever, in any circumstance.

SALVIA NUNARI

Salvia Nunari would rather tend for their forbidden plants garden than the troll grubs and would sneak out a lot to do her thing in the very dilapidated greenhouse their ancestor left behind, along with all the books on plants, herbal medicine and poisons (and some interesting things about jades). They know that jades Shouldn’t stray from their path but if their lusus taught them something, it’s that sometimes, you need to do things in the dark. 

Considering that they’re a racoon, they also say a lot of things about finding solace in what one has left behind. It wasn’t about trash, but you got the gist. And they have a pope hat, but you don’t know what a pope is. Still, they look funny with it on. Like a monarch or a ruler of All Things Unwanted and Abandoned.

As they got more experienced, they started making new breeds of plants and crossbreeding some relatively harmless carnivores to create a poisonous/venomous strain, in the very faint hope that MAYBE they could be somewhat employed by the Empire. It wasn’t that much of a plan but. It worked. Sort of. When the baby plant opened its trap, Salvia got poisoned to death thanks to a bite to the neck. Turns out that the new strain can move rather effortlessly and quickly and that it consider food most things that move. 

The first death allows em to ascend to rainbow drinker. 

Follows a minor freak out due to “HOLY FUCK IM GLOWING HOW DO I TURN THIS OFF” and “I’m dead. I’m so dead im still alive.” 

Conveniently, their ancestor’s Very Interesting Things About Jades handbook does contain info on rainbow drinkers and how to turn off the glow. Salvia doesn’t die twice for another day! Good thing it was all in the next chapter.

They had to hide the deathly wound lest being found out (and most likely culled in .5 seconds) before going back to the caverns, hence why they wear the neckpiece. It wasn’t really theirs in the first place, it was one of their ancestor’s ones that had gotten too small for them (but was kinda part of their uniform). 

TIAMAT KIITCH

Tiamat Kiitch enjoyes being eccentric. When you rank so up high, it’s only fair to flaunt your taste, even if it’s not the most accepted by you signclassmates. Sucks to be them, not everybody can understand what it means to Really be a patron of the arts. Or of the artists. Maybe this is why everybody sees you as unfit for the imperial army and would rather shove you on a planet so that they can get some sensory relief. Because a Violet that supports so many painters, sculptors and even musicians of all classes, even below cerulean? Sacrilegious. Or maybe they really just don’t like it. Violets aren’t exactly social with one another. Call that a competitive environment, ay.

As her Departure Day to said planet of Thank God Sound Can’t Travel In The Void of Space, she has to make preparations. A whole sweep ahead is not too early. She’s going out with a bang, mofos.

Also, it’s only fair she would pick the best trolls to be part of her new, off planet hive estate staff. And she is NOT going to cheap out on the good stuff. Going full crew over here, from the doctors to cleaning staff and doctors for the cleaning stuff. Don’t worry, she can afford it.

And she goes to Personally pick the heads of each branch of people who work for her. Since jades make for the best doctors and caretakers, she pays a visit to a few caverns that have great reputation. Which is a good amount of them.

Among the (very few but very capable) jades that have been picked, she just had to have an eye for the one that has that something of mystery and secret but also that knows how to make medicine out of most plants (how did they learn?? Who cares, they can do that and i want them. Get in, we’re going off planet.). Also the one that looks like they’re up to Trouble.

And that’s where the problems begin.

The Actual Plot

Rainbow drinkers need blood, which is easy enough to get on Alternia, since trolls are canonically very violent as a species and all that. Just using dead bodies lying around is easy, there’s also the culled grubs in the caves that need disposing. Yes it sounds bad because feeding babies to carnivorous plants is objectively bad. Also, soil which contains troll blood/ is watered with troll blood is very good for most plants, but leads to fun mutations. Some of them are learning how to “talk” by opening their petals, leaves or traps. Not great conversation partners but you’ll take anything.

Life with Tiamat would mean increasing the chances of being found as a drinker and being culled, blood harder to find and less chances to experiment with herbology independently.

BUT staying wouldn't be better, as once they are cloistering age, they won't be able to even see their garden anymore.

You start to wonder if this is how your ancestor felt. 

You also start to wonder how long has the violetblood been staring at yo-AFJDGN

When Tiamat has an eye out for something/someone, she gets super into observing them. From a distance at first, to understand how they work their magic. Not that she needs to, but she feels like a documentary worker. If she knew what those were.

During the picking process she was surprised by Salvia: despite being rather small, even for a midblood, they had fast reflexes and overall sharp senses, which kind of doesn’t sound right. The hivemaster and some hivemates described them as more aloof and not particularly outstanding outside of average efficiency.

Im realising this could be a disney channel vampire movie plot minus the violence.

They aren't scheduled for leaving for around a sweep, as the colony tiamat is gonna be overseeing will need time before its declared operative and ready for aristocracy to live in. This gives Salvia ample time to transfer books, notes and plant seeds/stems into more easy to carry media. Paper does take up a lot of space. It’s easy enough as books can be digitalised quickly. Technology is great.

More importantly, they need the SOIL. Which needs to be fertilised with special sauce. Which is blood. You decide to get a snack.

Now, you imagine being a fish lady that is following one of your most brilliant but most mysterious doctors around, only to find out they are a vampire and that they water the soil of their plants with troll blood. And that feeds dead grubs to the carnivores. (And that they look kinda cute while glowing in the dark and with a splorch of blood dripping down their lip wait what)

Now imagine hearing a gasp mixed with a glub and seeing your employer which could have you killed on the spot or kill you herself while you are in the middle of getting a snack with your plant and glow on.

Remember that Tiamat is a good 40 cms / one foot and a few inches taller (minus shoes). So you do the math that, even if you run, you won't have much and also run Where? If you fight? Might die. Neither? Also probably die.

So what happens is a very intense stare off. And i mean neither blink for a solid 2 minutes. 

And then Tiamat, slightly intrigued of having a rainbow drinker (super rare and so unjustly or maybe not so unjustly feared) just goes. "So.. that’s your special sauce."

And Salvia just confesses, accepting a death that was gonna come anyways. This was a stupid plan. 

But that death doesn't arrive, Tiamat could never kill or let die something so unique, so completely unruly and also potentially deadly that is by her side die on her. That is the embodiment of what she wishes to keep alive with her patronage, you think having a forbidden vampire scientist is out of the question? Nuh-uh. They are Gucci. So Gucci they’re Supreme.

With time the bond strengthens and they slowly go quadrant

Well, its a sometimes sorta vacillating quadrant but they are into each other.  

They share half a brain cell each

That Gay Shit (tm)

The love part is mainly on Tiamat because hey, its intimate yknow? Being the only one knowing about something so personal. It escalates into giving salvia special treatment/privileges such as better meals, a small lab of their own, a supply of dead trolls to get the blood from (executed political dissidents or criminals but thats another story). Eventually it grows more to being about their personality and their knowledge but also a bit about how they can make an amputation go clean as a bottle of disinfectant, but they will forget to eat a bunch of times in a row.

Salvia does sorta reciprocate the red feelings, but at the same time they lean more on the blackrom side. Constantly making subtle remarks they havent tasted violet blood before. Sorta leaving thankful notes with a lipstick/bloodstain and a small caption of "wish this was yours <3<"

Also salvia purposelly red flirting in front of tiamat with other staff ("But i just thought they look cute :(( cant you see they look like a snacc ")

But theres also days in which the roles are reversed bc thats how fluctuating quadrants work! 

During those days, Tiamat will be taking up a good chunk of extra space around Salvia, just as a reminder that she is not only above them on the hemospectrum, but also a whole lot taller and stronger. Also that she can take away those privileges. Temporarily. Unless they can earn them back.

On the other hand, Salvia in red is super affectionate, loves doing Tiamat's hair and makeup and letting her do the same. They leave occasional small kisses which are more like pecks or "hey feel my fangs".

So in short: 

Red Salvia: the datemate that gives you a makeover in the morning, calls you "princess" and spoils you with gestures and cuddles.

Black Salvia: little shit, messes with your stuff, reminds you that you look delicious when alive.

Red Tiamat: spoils materially, gives plenty of time, shares meals and listens carefully to all that you have to say.

Black Tiamat: would keep you with the hanmibal mask on if she could, keeps you on your toes, stay in your place and be good.

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