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this is literally so good, i never read svt fanfics but the tension?? the build up?? the action?? so fucking good. and a happy ending too!!

⚬ pairing: mingyu x fem!reader | purge!au ⚬ word count: 15,728. ⚬ warnings: weapons, death, drugs, blood. ⚬ genres: ANGST, spicy/nsfw scenes, fluff to mend the heart, romance, action, and whatever else you could fathom lol.

✧✎ synopsis: the annual purge was a system of purification, alleviation, a supposedly psychological device in which people found a moment to unleash their indignation. you never purged until you met mingyu, a boy whose warmth was just as palpable as his darkness. you begin to fall for him, which means involvement with the evil he’s managed to attract.

✧✎ a/n: longer note at the end of the fic! sorry i’ve kept this in the vault for AGES bc i couldn’t figure out how to write in the ‘twist’ or whatever the fuck. you’ll know when you get there. anyways this is for @mihgyu (sorry it freakin took so long!) and @solgyus​ as they are my Resident Mingyu Stans. i also changed the title bc i thought… yknow… it fits better!

You had always wondered what life was like for the previous generation, the generation who grew up without acquaintance to the annual purge. It was an alien concept if any concept at all, one so foreign and inexplicably bizarre that the cogs in your mind would start jamming against each other in a struggle of comprehension. The education system had groomed its pupils into believing it was the only plausible way to recover from an economic collapse, feeding into gullible and malleable minds the possibility of clearing rage through bloodshed.

When your parents disappeared at dawn, leaving nothing behind but the sound of a lock clicking shut and a note advising you to stay away from the windows and doors, it could be assumed they’d return at morning with crimson-stained clothing, crusted lacerations, and heavy weaponry sealed taunt to their hands; or maybe they wouldn’t return at all. Yet you were taught to believe that was okay. At least if you didn’t have your family, you had your friends. 

At least if you didn’t have your family, you had Mingyu. 

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lessons in letting go

Pairing: Megumi Fushiguro x f!Reader

Warnings: MINORS DNI 18+ hurt/no comfort, mentions of pregnancy/having children, aged up characters, canon divergent, slight breeding kink, feels bad man

A/N: This is what happened because I saw SPOILERS this super sad TikTok for Gurren Lagann and it reminded me of the emotional hell that anime put me through. That plus listening to the song playing in the background on repeat. A big thank you to @gg9183 for giving me the missing puzzle piece to put this whole fic together!! 

Thank you @oneblonded @bratsdesire and @anime-nymph for beta reading!!

WC: 4.2K

“Megumi?”

“What?”

“Are you okay?”

He stifles the roll of emotion in him as best as he can, carefully sealing away the few that have slipped across his façade.

“Why wouldn’t I be?”

“You just look—”

“What were you saying?”

It’s a tell diverting you like this, interrupting you so clumsily and trying to draw your attention away, but he figures it’s the best he can do right now. Even as his gut churns, even as his palms grow clammy with sweat when you ask him once more,

“Do you want kids?”

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i spy

pairing: leo valdez x reader (idk i didn’t use ‘you’ i just used ‘she’ but lmk if i should change that!)

genre: established relationship, leo having fun!au (because they NEVER DO)

word count: 692

summary: waiting in line for a rollercoaster with leo during fright fest! that’s it. that’s the post. (also his baby is a little shy)

a/n: hi this is a completely self indulgent thing for leo valdez from hoo bc i started reading the series and im ): so! also i decided to post things bc im trying to do better for myself and if i have somewhere to put my writing and kind of get it out there then i think that would be cool so here we are! i apologize if this is no good whatsoever and also no caps is intended 

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his breath crystalized as he breathed out, a cool breeze blowing in his face. he leaned against the cool metal barriers that formed a line towards the entrance of the rollercoaster they were waiting for, screams of joy being heard not too far from where they were standing. he faced towards the sky as another harsh breeze blew threw the air, suddenly thankful for the hat she tugged over his head last minute before they left. he shuffled forward as the line moved, resting back against the bar when they stopped before she found warmth in him once more. he flinched at the press of her nose against his throat, her body flush against his own. 

“whoever had the idea of making fright fest in october was an awful person.”

he giggled gently, lips pressing into the wrinkle of her brow, “halloween is in october.” 

she huffed against the soft cotton of his hoodie, “it’s cold.” 

“that’s the point, baby,” his cheek rested against her temple, “come closer.” she huffed again, breathing warm air into his collarbone before shuffling closer. he stuffed his hands into his jacket pockets, using them to wrap his jacket around her. lips pressed against her hairline before a wave of warmth spread through her body. her eyes shut at the feeling, relaxing against his body.

“thank you,” she breathed.

he hummed, “can we finish our game now?” she gave an affirming nod. his eyes wandered before he spoke, “i spy with my little eye… something red.”

“leo, how many times do i have to tell you, you can’t keep picking the same thing over and over again.”

“i’m not! it’s different this time i promise,” after a few beats of silence he groaned, “okay, fine. i spy with my little eye something glittery.” she lifted her head from his warmth, taking a minute to look around.

“the lights from the rollercoaster?”

he shook his head, “too neon.”

“the glitter on the metal.”

“too artificial.”

“the sequins on that girls hoodie.”

“too flashy.”

“leo.”

he giggled, “keep guessing.” he watched her eyes scan the amusement park before them.

“is it the diamonds on that girls phone case?”

“too fake.”

“i don’t know… the stars?”

“too dull.”

“what could be brighter than literal stars.”

“do you give up?” she searched one last time before accepting defeat.

“i guess.” 

his face split into a wide smile, leaning forward so their noses brushed against each other, “your eyes, mi amor.” an immediate whine emitted from her mouth, hiding her blush against his throat while his chest vibrated from his giggles.

“come on. i’m trying to woo you. is it working?” she whined once more, pushing gently against his stomach, “you’re annoying.” she squeaked when he pinched at her hip before pressing more gentle kisses against her hair, waves of heat spreading through her again.

“that doesn’t answer the question.”

“it’s not.”

“see, now i think you’re just lying to me because you’re clearly trying to get as close to me as possible.” he teased.

“i’m cold.”

“oh so that’s what it is, huh?” her face emerged from the dip of his shoulder, “because i run warmer than most humans and demigods? is that what got you?”

“say thank you hephaestus.” she flashed him a teasing smile, chin resting against his chest. he pouted, nose wrinkling when it was her turn to giggle at him. he closed his eyes when smooth palms pressed against his cheeks. lips pressed against the round of his nose before pressing against his pout. her hands retreated into her pockets before lips smoothed over the protrusion of his jaw, muttering a quiet cute before her nose tucked back into the warmth of his throat.

“hey,” his nose nudged against the slope of her cheek, lips pressing repeatedly against rosy skin before kissing at chapped lips, ignoring the indignant whine leaving her mouth. she ducked away from him, lips pressing against her cheeks messily before warming the red tips of her ears, “cute.” he left a trail down her throat, biting gently when another whine left her, “so cute, what am i going to do with you, baby?”

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happy bday to my luv luciel but what about ray :(

[MM] 707’s Birthday Event Announcement

Hello,

this is Cheritz.

Do any of you know about the birthstone for June?

June’s birthstone is the pearl, known as the king of natural gemstones! Pearl can be associated with pain and suffering due to how it is created, but it also symbolizes health and love! Does such duality remind you of certain someone in RFA?

That someone is, of course, 707, who is full of love despite his mysterious past!

In order to celebrate the birthday of our beloved 707 and express thanks for everyone who showed him love, we have prepared an event for June!

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Intro Chats: 9th of June - 11th of June (KST) Title Illustration: 1st of June - 15th of June (KST)

Please also note that if you log in during the following period, 707 will send you a surprise gift of 30 hourglasses!

Event Period: 9th of June - 11th of June (KST) *Can be received only once during the event period. *Can be received by entering Mode Select > Main Menu.

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We hope that for the month of June, you will shine with love and happiness through whatever difficulties that may affect you, like how the pearl glows!

We wish you all a wonderful day!

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Sorry not sorry

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first episode out and i'm losing my mind over these 2 men already

what a good looking man…. 

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THE PICTURE OF V FOR ZENS INFO HAD ME CRYINGG LMAOO

I'm sorry but I did my best

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; lavender

characters: akaashi keiji x fem!reader

summary: akaashi doesn't know why his girlfriend laughs when they kiss.

you know how everyone has a certain scent to them? like a special victoria's secret perfume or axe spray.

to you, akaashi smells like lavender - an intoxicating scent that you love. which is why you often borrow his hoodies, but he doesn't know that.

you giggled to yourself, watching akaashi pick up a clump of rice from the bento box you cooked for him. your head snuggled into his shoulder while your hands clasped around his left hand and fiddled with his calloused fingers. you looked up, smiling at the sight of akaashi silently chewing.

"is it good?" you asked, but already knew the answer. he always loved the food you made for him, maybe because of how it tasted or the love you poured into it while making it.

"your food always taste amazing, y/n," akaashi mumbled lowly to swallow the leftover rice in his mouth.

you stretched up to lightly kiss the corner of akaashi's mouth, catching a whiff of the same lavender smell radiating off of him. a laugh escaped your lips, making him unconsciously smile at the sound.

despite practicing volleyball everyday, the lavender scent still stuck to him. it amazed you and it quickly became one of the things you love about him.

"keiji," you started to grab his attention. "i love you!"

"i love you, too," the sudden burst of those words had startled him, but you never failed to surprise him in any way.

you grinned, leaning in again to give him a kiss. your lips lightly landed on his, making your heart pound harder at the intimate contact. again, the lavender filled your nose - the feeling of akaashi's lips and his scent both entrancing you. you laughed into the kiss and fell back to let him finish his lunch.

but, do you remember what i said at the start? he didn't know of your fascination of his fragrance. so when you laughed every time you kissed him, it slightly worried him. akaashi pushed those thoughts to the back of his head, knowing that if there was something wrong, you would tell him. regardless, those thoughts crawled back into his mind. did he smell bad? were his lips cracked?

"y/n," akaashi said monotonously, instantly grabbing your attention at the tone.

"what's wrong?" you worriedly questioned, still fiddling his fingers in between your hands.

"why do you laugh every time we kiss?"

you looked at him with big eyes, confusion evident on your face.

"i thought i told you?"

"you didn't."

"oh," a smile grew on your face. you leaned closer to him, comfortably placing your head in the crook of his neck where the lavender fragrance was strongest. "you smell good."

"huh?" akaashi looked down at your form resting snuggly on him.

"you smell like lavender, you idiot. why did you think i laughed every time we kissed?" you chuckled. you waited a few seconds, awaiting a response, but didn't get one. "i always smell it whenever i get close to you."

you pulled back and pushed akaashi's blushing face towards your's. lightly, you placed your lips on his, letting him overall captivate you. the way he just resided in you by just looking at you lovingly or hugging you tightly, filled you with great joy. it felt like heaven when akaashi entrapped you and left you feeling whole by the tiniest things.

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can't get enough.

characters: akaashi keiji x fem!reader

summary: when akaashi finds out his girlfriend gets clingy when she's tired, he turns out to be a mess.

you were beat. after hours of studying, you dragged yourself out of the school library. your body tilted in many directions out of tiredness, eyes drooping down as every long minute passed to get to the gym.

"at least it's friday," you mumbled to yourself, lazily pushing open the door. looking up, you saw only bokuto and akaashi practicing. volleyballs were all over the court and bokuto was bending over to catch his breath. his eyes wandered over to you, quickly grinning.

"hi y/n!" he exclaimed, waving at you. his hands were slightly red from spiking the ball. "are you here to pick up akaashi-san?"

you hummed, too tired to actually reply with words.

"she looks tired," bokuto whispered to akaashi. he followed him around the gym while he was picking up the volleyballs. when they left the storage room, akaashi finally decided to reply.

"i think she's been studying," akaashi said. "i'll be going, bokuto-san." bokuto happily yelled a goodbye at you and akaashi's retreating forms. you waved back at him, but your hand quickly flopped back down.

it was quiet, except for the occasional crunch of leaves beneath akaashi and your feet. you grabbed akaashi's left hand, enclosing it between both of your's. leaning on his bicep, you quietly mumbled, "keep me awake, keiji."

to say that akaashi was a blushing mess would be an understatement. your sudden actions had tensed him up, which you didn't realize. he soon relaxed, moving down slightly to kiss your forehead. "you never told me your favorite color."

you giggled, looking up at his eyes. its shimmer of emerald green never failed to put you in a trance. akaashi's eyes stared back at your's, often moving away to make sure that you're on the right path. "that's a secret."

akaashi slightly pouted, fumbling his fingers while they were still intertwined with your's. "when we get home, can we just cuddle?" you asked, again having akaashi blush madly.

he waited a few moments for the heat on his face to die down. in the distance, the familiar steps of his house came into view. "of course. did studying tire you out that much today?" akaashi answered, taking out his keys to unlock the door, making his hand leave your's.

you pouted, watching him enter and go up the stairs into his room. once you walked in, akaashi grabbed a book and laid down on his bed, patting his side for you to lay down. "i'm just extra tired today, i guess," you grumbled, laying down on his left side. you pushed yourself under his left arm, which was helping hold up his book for him to read. your right arm snaked under him, fumbling with his shirt once it reached the other side. your left hand moved under his shirt, tracing the lines of his abs.

akaashi's lips parted in surprise, his eyes moving down from his book to look at your koala-like form holding onto him. the coldness of your finger slowly became warm with akaashi's heat. your head leaned on his chest - where his shoulder and arm met. akaashi and you stayed in the position for a while, letting the constant flip of his page fill the silence. you felt yourself slowly falling asleep, the weight of your eyelids soon being too much to handle.

before you fell asleep, you whispered, "i love you, keiji."

akaashi slightly jumped at those three words, hoping for his movement to have not woken you up. when he felt your finger stop tracing his abs and your body moving up and down with your breathing, he smiled lightly. he pushed your forehead back with his, capturing your lips in a kiss full of love and passion. akaashi pulled away, watching your mouth pull into a sleepy smile. "i love you too."

your eyes closed in content, leaning forward to snuggle back into his chest. you hoped that emerald green would stay your favorite color forever, because it felt like bliss whenever you found yourself lost in akaashi's eyes.

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— OVERDRIVE (m.)

pairing; jungkook/reader genre; vampire au, soulmate au, smut rating; explicit words; 13,310

— synopsis; you thought meeting jungkook was just a coincidence, but the universe didn’t deal in coincidences.

contents; vampire jungkook, werewolf jimin, human reader, possessiveness, enemies to lovers, jealousy, dirty talk, oral sex (f receiving), public sex, rough sex, unprotected sex (stay safe!), creampie, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, marking, dom jungkook, some manhandling.

— notes; based on night world by lj smith. listen to the night world playlist.

“Who are you?” you asked, startled, when you walked into your living room after a full day of classes and saw a boy you’ve never seen before sitting on your couch.

He turned his head just a few inches in your direction, bringing his hand up lazily and wiggling his fingers at you. You stayed by the door, something about this stranger putting you on edge immediately. Maybe it was because he was so handsome.

“Oh good, you’re home!” your mother said, standing up from the opposite couch. “This is Jungkook, he’s just come into town—”

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100 Ways to Say “I Love You” | #22 | Park Jihoon

prompt: you find love in the small things.

note: this comes from a list that can be found here! once upon a time, i planned on writing these in order…i now laugh at that time.

“It’s not heavy. I’m stronger than I look.”

You dusted off your hands and did a small, victorious brushing off of your shoulders as you dumped the last bits of clothes onto your bed. You just finished picking out some that you no longer saw yourself wearing and would give to family or charity.

Jihoon gave you an amused smile as you continued to sashay around your room proudly and he decided to sprinkle on your parade a bit, “You know, we aren’t done yet. We also have to pack these up.”

His words stopped your movements and you spun on your heels to glare at him. All amusement left his face as he gave you a nervous laugh, “But let’s have some fun first! Why don’t you relive old memories by trying some of this stuff on?” 

Honestly, that sounded like a pretty fun idea.

“Okay Wink Boy, you’re about to be blessed with the presence of a fashion star.”

“..”

You threw an old t-shirt at his face and told him to turn around, and he couldn’t help but laugh as he continued to cover his eyes with the shirt, even while he was turned the other way.

The two of you spent the next two hours laughing at your old clothes. You held up graphic tees that had atrocious sayings, cackling at their ridiculousness. You also wore your old elementary school uniform shirt proudly as a crop top.

“I’m dating a trendsetter, a fashionista. How could someone who dresses so well date a fashion terrorist like me?” Jihoon said in between laughs while he clutched his stomach.

“I know, right?”

He stopped laughing and threw the clothes you were originally wearing back at your face this time, “Hey, you’re supposed to defend me!” 

“I can’t defend you from yourself~”

After a few more laughs and a few twirls around the room, you changed back into clothes you were actually keeping. The two of you then started organizing your clothes into boxes for either your family or charity.

Eventually, you bent down to grab the family box, which was really heavy, but still a lot lighter than the charity box that Jihoon was carrying. But as you finally settled the box in your arms, he came up from underneath you with his own box and stacked the boxes on top of each other.

“Wait, your box is already heavy as is! My box is just giving you an extra hard time!”

“I’m okay!”

“But there are years’ worth of clothes in those giant boxes…”

“It’s not heavy. I’m stronger than I look.”

He winked and you blinked. You also hid a chuckle as your boyfriend attempted to flex the arm facing you while struggling with the boxes. Jihoon continued to smirk at you while his legs shook with every step he took towards your stairs.

You were so close to cracking as he stood at the top of the stairs, no smirk in sight, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath. It seemed like he took years with each step, and his arms would sway a bit, spilling a few articles of clothing every now and then.

You had tried so hard not to laugh, but you burst out in giggles when you saw him avoiding the pieces he dropped. You followed him down, only a step behind, and watched in case he slipped or something. But still, you continued to laugh as he struggled to prove his strength.

“Stop laughing!!!” His tough act disappeared as his voice went from confident to whiny. You could only imagine how his face looked at that moment.

As he finally reached the bottom of your stairs, you heard him sigh quietly in relief and stopped yourself from laughing again. You simply gathered the articles of clothing that he had dropped on his journey downstairs and stepped in front of him.

He was pouting and you smiled cutely at him. You poked his cheeks lightly and gave him a small peck on the lips. When you pulled away, you dropped the clothes into the top box that he was still holding. He looked at you adoringly - flustered, but still in awe of your kiss. You returned his look with a gaze just as loving,

“Thank you, my strong man.”

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the witch’s kiss (m)

→ pairing: witch!seokjin/reader 

→ genre: fairytale au | smut

→ word count: 6k 

→ warnings: dirty talk, light sir kink, oral (receiving), fingering, slight degradation, loss of virginity, multiple orgasms

→ summary: your village blames a witch’s curse for its recent misfortunes. determined to help in a small way, you find yourself lost in the woods. cold and hungry, you search for a way home, but what you find is nothing like what you expect.

✎ a/n: this is my first time posting bts fic so please let me know what you think!  

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reblog if your an ot7 Stan 💜

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Bringing this back coz his bareface is a blessing to humanity.

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“Not all men” you’re right Jung Hoseok would never do this

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reblog if you see your kink:

♡hair pulling

♡having financial stability

♡choking

♡recycling

♡bondage

♡saving the bees

♡role playing

♡having a healthy sleep schedule